Chapter 357: Wedding Night Disturbance!!!
In the bridal chamber, red candles are burning brightly, and the air is filled with warmth.
Chu Yueshu changed out of her complicated dress and sat on the edge of the bed, her face still flushed.
Ying Qing sat beside her, holding her hand, with tenderness in his eyes.
However, this tranquility was soon broken.
"Groom! Come out and have a drink!"
Song Ruyan's loud voice rang out outside the door, heavily intoxicated.
Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open with a bang.
Song Ruyan staggered in with a large wine bowl in her hand, followed by Yuling, who was also a little tipsy.
"Yingqing! Today is a happy day, how can you hide here! Come on, let's not go home until we are drunk!"
Without saying anything, she shoved the wine bowl in front of Yingqing.
Ying Qing looked at this "drunkard" with a dark face, then looked at his wife with a smiling look and had no choice but to take it.
"Ruyan, drink less." Chu Yueshu advised softly.
"Don't worry about it! Have fun today!" Song Ruyan waved her hand and went to pull Yingqing again.
"Another bowl! I must drink it!"
Yingqing was so annoyed by her that he had to drink another bowl.
Seeing that Song Ruyan was about to fall again, Ying Qing finally frowned and pretended to be angry.
"Alright, alright! Have you had enough of the fuss? If you don't leave, I'm going to kick you out!"
He made a move to stand up.
"Oh, the groom is angry! Let's go!"
Seeing this, Yuling quickly pulled Song Ruyan, who was still mumbling about wanting to drink, out.
Song Ruyan staggered when she was dragged, but she still refused to accept it.
"You're so stingy! If you don't want to drink, then don't drink..."
The two stumbled out of the bridal chamber.
Ying Qing watched them leave, and the "anger" on his face disappeared instantly, leaving only a helpless laugh.
After leaving the bridal chamber, Song Ruyan completely lost her support, with most of her body hanging on Yuling.
As the alcohol took effect, her steps became unsteady, her eyes were blurry, and she was humming a tuneless tune.
Yuling had drunk quite a bit herself, and it was extremely difficult for her to walk, supporting a drunkard.
“Slow down, slow down…”
Yuling was panting and could hardly drag her.
Just at this moment, Doctor Qian appeared at the end of the corridor.
He seemed to be waiting there on purpose. Seeing the two people's embarrassed appearance, he hurried forward.
"Let me do it."
He took the drunk Song Ruyan from Yuling.
Song Ruyan seemed to feel that someone had changed her support. She twisted her body in dissatisfaction and muttered.
"Who is it...don't touch me..."
Doctor Qian tightened his arms and held her steady.
Yuling breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Dr. Qian with gratitude.
"Thank you, Doctor Qian. She drank too much today."
Doctor Qian didn't say anything, but silently bore most of Song Ruyan's weight and took her towards the guest rooms.
Yuling followed beside her and also felt dizzy.
As soon as she reached a slightly secluded corner, Song Ruyan suddenly felt her stomach churning.
“Hmm…”
She jerked free.
Before Doctor Qian could react, he felt a heat in his chest.
A foul mixture of wine and food was vomited all over his clean robe.
The air froze instantly.
Yuling was stunned and hurried forward.
"Oh my God! Ruyan! Doctor Qian, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Doctor Qian looked down at the mess on his chest, his expression changing again and again.
In the end, he just sighed softly, with a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.
"No problem."
His voice was a little hoarse, but he still bent down and tried to help the collapsed Song Ruyan up again.
The sour and stinky smell rushed into his nose, but he seemed not to be able to smell it, and his movements remained cautious.
Yuling looked at him and thought he was such a good man.
When will she meet her ideal husband?
The two of them took great pains to finally get Song Ruyan into the room.
When she was put on the bed, Yuling was so tired that she couldn't straighten her back and was completely drunk.
Doctor Qian didn't care about the dirt on his body. He turned around to get some hot water and a clean towel.
He wrung out the cloth and gently wiped the stains on the corners of Song Ruyan's mouth and cheeks.
The drunk Song Ruyan lost her usual boldness and lively demeanor. Her brows and eyes were relaxed, and she actually looked a bit well-behaved.
Doctor Qian's gaze fell on her peaceful sleeping face, his eyes complicated.
He tucked in the quilt for her and then cleaned himself up.
Yuling had already fallen asleep on the soft couch beside her.
The only sound in the room was Song Ruyan's even breathing.
Doctor Qian moved a stool and sat down beside the bed.
The flickering candlelight illuminated his dim face.
He looked at Song Ruyan with mixed feelings.
Thinking of her decisive rejection before, and then looking at the fragile girl in front of him who needed care, and his own miserable appearance.
He didn't understand why he should stay here.
Is it sympathy? Is it reluctance? Or... is it still unable to let go?
He stretched out his hand, his fingertips suspended in the air, as if he wanted to touch her cheek, but in the end he just clenched his fist and slowly retracted it.
It was late at night and the only sounds were the chirping of insects outside the window and the occasional whispers from inside the house.
Doctor Qian just stayed there quietly until dawn.
The sky was getting light, and the faint morning light filtered through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
Doctor Qian stayed by the bed, but he was ultimately exhausted and drunk all night, so he fell asleep beside the bed, his brows still slightly furrowed.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
Doctor Qian only felt a sharp pain in his cheek, and was kicked backward with such force that the chair legs made a harsh sound on the ground and almost fell over.
He woke up suddenly, covering his burning cheeks, and all sleepiness was gone.
On the bed.
Song Ruyan was sleeping in a sprawling position, with one leg still hanging in the air in a kicked-out position, and the other leg hanging carelessly outside the quilt.
She was sleeping soundly, her mouth slightly open, and there seemed to be a suspicious crystal hanging on the corner of her mouth. She was completely unaware of what she had just done.
Doctor Qian covered his aching cheek and looked at Song Ruyan who was sleeping in a state of disgrace on the bed. For a moment, he was neither angry nor happy.
This woman is so strong even when she is asleep.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and there seemed to be a faint smell of alcohol in the air.
Really, why bother?
Song Ruyan lying on the bed seemed to feel that the quilt was a little hot, or perhaps she had encountered something unpleasant in her dream.
He frowned, waved his arms wildly, and muttered incoherently: "Go away, don't block the road..."
Doctor Qian subconsciously took a half step back, fearing that he would be "harmed" again.
He looked at her face, which looked a bit bold even in her sleep, and remembered her rare quietness when she was drunk last night.
Comparing it with my current appearance, the romantic thoughts in my heart seemed to be shattered by this kick.
It was like being disturbed by some more complicated emotions...
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