Chapter 176 Wedding Candles (End of Text)

Liu Ming'an and Jiang Ning, each holding one end of a red ribbon, were escorted by four maids as they walked towards their new room.

The corridor was winding, and Liu Ming'an clutched the red ribbon tightly, unable to help looking at the people around him.

What caught his eye was the veil on Jiang Ning's head.

Unlike the usual auspicious dragons and phoenixes or ducks playing in the water, Jiang Ning's veil was embroidered with camellias entwined with willow branches.

Liu Ming'an reacted the moment he saw the pattern, he knew that this veil must have been chosen by his daughter Ning herself.

Thinking of the meaning behind the pattern, Liu Ming'an's eyes were as soft as a pool of water.

Just then, a breeze blew by, lifting a corner of the veil. Liu Ming'an looked at the fair and delicate jaw and the bright red lips, and recalled the countless times he had kissed her in the past.

The wind stopped, and the veil rose and fell in an instant, but Liu Ming'an felt that the water in his heart was stirred by the wind, and it couldn't stop for a moment.

"The bride and groom enter the bridal chamber, and the children and grandchildren are full of happiness and longevity!"

The maids suddenly sang in unison, and Liu Ming'an came back to his senses from his distracted mind. It turned out that he had already walked to the door of the bridal chamber.

As soon as the two stepped into the room, the maids laughed and shouted, "Left foot in first, right foot follows, love and affection will always be with you!"

After entering the room, Liu Ming'an sat on the left side of the bed according to the instructions of several maids, and Jiang Ning sat on the right side. They heard them continue to shout, "Men sit on the left and women sit on the right, and they will both have good fortune and longevity and love!"

Two more maids came in, supporting an old woman with gray hair. This was the wife of the former Minister of Personnel. She was 83 years old this year. She had four sons and two daughters in her life. She and her husband were together all their lives, and they were in great love. She was a blessed person known to everyone in the court.

The old woman came over with a smile, holding a wedding scale in her hand. She first raised her hand and gently tapped Liu Ming'an's head, saying, "A handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match

and a long-lasting love!" Then she turned and walked in front of Jiang Ning, raised her hand and tapped again, saying, "The beautiful woman married another man, and they will love each other for a hundred years!"

A maid came forward with a tray, and the old woman put the scale on it, and the "happy and happy" stage ended.

Liu Ming'an listened to the congratulations, and the smile on his face never faded.

After all, the old woman was an experienced person. Seeing Liu Mingan's eyes almost glued to Jiang Ning, she arranged considerately: "Go out, let the prince consort talk to the princess."

The maids went out in a line, and the old woman walked to the end. When she was about to leave, she turned her head and reminded: "The prince consort, please sit for a while, don't miss the banquet."

"Okay, thank you, old lady Ling!" Liu Mingan replied with a smile.

After the door was closed, Liu Mingan stood up and sat next to Jiang Ning, raised his hand and pulled off the veil covering his face.

Jiang Ning had already felt Liu Mingan's burning gaze, and was not surprised by his behavior. She smiled and looked at him.

The red wedding dress made the person in front of him look like a painting, and she was so beautiful that Liu Mingan didn't even have time to say anything. He stretched out his hand and hooked her chin and kissed her.

As soon as the lips were about to touch, a force of rejection came from the shoulder. Jiang Ning leaned back to avoid the kiss, lowered her eyes and showed a bit of shyness, and whispered: "I put on lipstick, it tastes bitter."

When Liu Ming'an heard this, he was stunned at first, and then laughed out loud.

His An Ning is so cute!

"You dare to laugh at me?"

Jiang Ning raised her eyebrows, raised her hand to wipe the bright red lipstick on her lips on the back of her hand, then threw Liu Ming'an to the bed, looked at the raised corners of her lips, and kissed him viciously.

Liu Ming'an's eyes suddenly filled with tears, which made Jiang Ning panic. She quickly stepped back and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you crying when I kiss you?"

"No," Liu Ming'an hugged the slender waist of the person on him, pressed against him, and reached behind his head with one hand, grabbing a few lotus seeds and peanuts: "An Ning, you hit my head, it hurts~"

Jiang Ning didn't know what to say for a moment, so she watched Liu Ming'an blink, the tears in her eyes dissipated, and then she reached out to press her neck and kissed her carefully.

Liu Ming'an closed his eyes and kissed her seriously. The water in his heart had long been more than just ripples caused by the wind, but surging waves.

"An Ning, I finally married you."

Liu Ming'an restrained himself and ended the kiss, looking at Jiang Ning with deep affection.

Jiang Ning was so dizzy from being kissed that she didn't hear clearly. She just looked at Liu Ming'an's addictive gaze and wanted to kiss him again.

"A Ning!"

Liu Ming'an extended his index finger to the soft lips, stopping Jiang Ning from taking any further action. His eyes were dark: "Be good, wait for me to come back."

"Oh." Jiang Ning agreed obediently.

Liu Ming'an helped her up, and took off the phoenix crown on Jiang Ning's head and put it aside, coaxing her softly: "Eat if you are hungry, sleep if you are sleepy, don't worry about so many rules, do whatever makes you feel comfortable."

"Go quickly, I'm not a fool." Jiang Ning pushed her out the door.

Liu Ming'an smiled, opened the door and left.

After everyone left, Jiang Ning took off her heavy wedding dress, pulled the bed sheet and shook it, shaking the pile of longans, lotus seeds, peanuts and dates onto the ground, took off her shoes and socks, climbed into bed and went to sleep.

She got up too early in the morning and was very sleepy. If she didn't sleep now, she would probably have no energy at night.

How could she have no energy on the wedding night?

Jiang Ning fell into a deep sleep until one day, when she heard a gentle call in her ears: "Aning, Aning, get up and drink the wedding wine..."

Jiang Ning opened her eyes and saw Liu Mingan half-supporting his body above her, with an indulgent smile on his lips.

"Is it over outside?" Jiang Ning asked.

Her current identity is different from the past. A lot of people, both known and unknown, came to her wedding. Fortunately, there were people sent by Yuwen Yan to help with the arrangements, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

Jiang Ning got up from the bed while talking. The weather in August was a bit hot. She took off only one undershirt when she slept. As she got up, her clothes opened a little, and a large area of ​​the scenery under her slender jade neck was exposed to Liu Mingan's eyes.

Seeing this, Liu Mingan quickly reached out to help her put on her clothes, and replied in his mouth: "Almost, Steward Li is here, he will arrange it."

Jiang Ning nodded, put on her shoes, walked to the table, picked up the two glasses of wedding wine poured by Liu Mingan, and drank them all.

"Aning!" Liu Mingan looked at the two empty glasses and was stunned: "This wine is a glass for each of us..."

"I know," Jiang Ning smiled, pulling the dull man to the bedside: "You can't drink much, I'll help you drink, it's the same."

Liu Ming'an wanted to explain that he wouldn't get drunk after drinking a glass of wine, but Jiang Ning pushed him to the bed, looking down at him, her voice was both tempting and inviting: "On this happy day, do you just want to drink..." A

soft kiss fell on her lips, and Liu Ming'an looked at Jiang Ning like this, with a smile in his eyes.

The dragon and phoenix candles burned all night, and the room was full of spring love.

The red veil that fell to the ground was not conspicuous among a pile of messy red clothes, but the willow branches entangled with the camellia in this misty atmosphere showed the meaning of a vow of love.