Chapter 5 Who says the ancients were conservative?



Chapter 5 Who says the ancients were conservative?

Time flies and it is now the end of April. When the Ministry of Rites delivered the sewn wedding dress yesterday, Chu Sishui had transformed into a pretentious lady from a noble family.

The ceremonial officer explained step by step the details and procedures of tomorrow's formal wedding. By the time the last word fell, it was already afternoon.

"Princess, the etiquette is fine. I will take my leave now."

"Thank you, Envoy Gu Li. I will escort you out with my flying sword."

"yes."

Chu Sishui was just about to stretch her arms which had become stiff from learning etiquette when Jin Pei brought a maid from the palace over.

"Princess, this is Nanny Cheng from the Queen's Palace."

Chu Sishui bowed respectfully, "Madam, do you have anything else to teach me?"

Nanny Cheng smiled and pulled Chu Sishui into the inner house. "I came here because of Prince Rui's leg disease. Tomorrow, the princess and Prince Rui will perform the Zhougong ceremony, but Prince Rui is different from ordinary men, so I'm afraid the princess will have to take the initiative."

Chu Sishui knew that people with acquired disabilities would generally have a sense of rejection of their own bodies, let alone she was touching his scars. It was estimated that on the wedding night tomorrow night, he would have to lie on the bed and let her do whatever she wanted. However, Chu Sishui did not mean to despise her and said sincerely, "Please teach me, Madam. I will never let His Royal Highness Prince Rui touch my wounds."

Seeing her sincerity, Nanny Cheng was relieved. "It's not difficult for the princess to help during sex, but the difficulty is that I don't know if His Highness will cooperate. His Highness has been cold since he broke his leg, and the palace doctors dare not ask too much, for fear of injustice. The princess must take care of His Highness's mood, and don't rush into anything."

Chu Sishui understood. Generally, some people would suffer from damage to their male sexual function after breaking their legs. Judging from what Nanny Cheng said, His Royal Highness Prince Rui should refuse others to check his sexual function. "Don't worry, Nanny. I will definitely observe whether His Royal Highness has that intention before taking any action."

"Well, that's good. Apart from that, the princess is also responsible for undressing His Highness, wiping his body, and seducing him a little when necessary."

Chu Sishui figured it out again. Once this person has some physical illness, he is particularly afraid of being disliked. Once His Royal Highness Prince Rui wants that, she just happened to not notice it, and she is afraid that it will hurt Prince Rui's fragile heart. "I'll save you that, Mammy."

"It's easier said than done. Don't blame me, Princess. I happened to bring a good girl from the Qingtianjian with me. Princess, please demonstrate it to me."

"Ah?" Even Chu Sishui, who came from the modern era, blushed at the sight of a decent girl whose height and weight were similar to those of King Rui. However, when she thought that she would lose her head if she didn't learn and demonstrate it now, she would be afraid of losing her head if something went wrong in the bridal chamber tomorrow. So, she took a deep breath and blushed as she carefully performed the entire process of entering the bridal chamber (except the actual process).

"Yes. Princess, you have good control of strength. When you carried me in and out of bed, I didn't feel any discomfort." The good girl ignored Chu Sishui's blushing face and seriously commented on the touch of the princess rubbing and swinging her body just now, "But, if the prince wants to play a little more, Princess, you may have to bear it a little."

Chu Sishui was struck by lightning. What does it mean to play with flowers? It turns out that eating and that are eternal topics for human beings. Even if there are physical inconveniences, they will never disappear.

“…“

"...Teach me."

Nanny Cheng was finally relieved at this moment. She handed Chu Sishui a picture album with pictures of how special people have sex, and explained how each picture could make His Royal Highness Prince Rui feel comfortable and cooperate. Chu Sishui looked at the picture album and wondered if the godlike Prince Rui would really be controlled by desire and need her to serve him like this?

Nanny Cheng is indeed an old lady in the palace. She could see the princess's thoughts at a glance. She was still calm and said in a relaxed tone, "Although His Royal Highness Prince Rui looks like a god now, which man can be like a god in bed? Princess, just think of it as mastering a skill, which will be useful in the future."

“…”

"……OK"

The two of them went over all the details of tomorrow's wedding night. After Chu Sishui, as red as a persimmon, assured him over and over again that she understood everything, Nanny Cheng took out something from her sleeve and said, "This is for preventing injuries. Princess, please wear it too. Don't be shy. If a woman is comfortable, the man will surely be comfortable too..."

“…”

"Today's teaching ends here. I wish your Highness and the Princess a long and happy marriage and a son soon..."

"As for your future married life, if the princess has any concerns, you can come to us without any worries. We will make sure that His Highness and the princess live in harmony and love..."

“…”

After Chu Sishui saw the two off, she could no longer describe her feelings with the word "shock". Who said that the ancients were conservative!

In that picture album, she had never seen such exciting poses in modern society!

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On April 29th, Prince Rui of Chitian Kingdom, who had been disabled for a year, finally had his wedding.

Prince Rui's Palace is located in the center of the imperial city. Although the wedding procession started from a side palace, considering that the prince's wedding could not be kept low-key, the ceremonial officials agreed to let the sedan chair and the wedding procession go around Zhengyang Street.

One is to show royal majesty.

The second is to let everyone see that the nobles of the past can still stand tall in front of people.

Zhengyang Street is a passage connecting ordinary people and the residences of court officials. It is usually very busy and is even more crowded today.

The roads were lined with onlookers, and the doors of the court officials' mansions were all open, with wedding couplets hung to congratulate the third prince on his marriage.

When there are many people, there is naturally a lot of gossip, and the past affairs of the Third Prince were discussed in broad daylight.

"You said, isn't the Third Prince disabled? How can he still ride a horse?"

"It looks like he was helped up there. His legs are weak and he is just hanging there lightly."

"I still remember the scene three years ago when the Third Prince returned victoriously after arresting bandits in Yuezhou. It was also on Zhengyang Street. That day, the Third Prince wore silver-white armor and stood against the light with a long sword. It was so dazzling that it blinded me. How many girls in the boudoir were crazy about him that year."

"Isn't it? The daughter of my distant second cousin's aunt's family directly fought with the general's daughter over a painting of the third prince."

"Isn't the general's daughter Wen Renyuan? After the third prince broke his leg last year, Wen Renyuan married the eldest prince. I remember that when the eldest prince got married last year, he also walked on Zhengyang Street. The 108 dowries really made many people jealous..."

"Oh, how heartless! My childhood sweetheart broke his leg, and I chose a date to marry his brother. What do you think of this?"

"Hey, stop talking about it. This is a matter concerning the royal government, which is not something we ordinary people can control. I heard that the new princess was chosen by the third prince himself, so it seems that the rumor may not be true..."

The team was getting closer and closer, and the people nearby didn't dare to say much, especially the few sword-carrying guards from the palace. They were dressed in purple and red tights, and each of them looked like a plague god, glancing at the spectators on the side.

If you are not careful, the people you see will be almost scared to death.

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