When Master Zhao came out of the small bamboo house, it was already dark outside.

When the men and women who were eavesdropping on the conversation looked at him, their eyes were filled with awe...

Master Zhao had a relaxed smile on his face and walked steadily into the third bridal chamber.

The one who opened the door was Sister Ma's maid Hanxun. "The master is finally here."

It was the same process, but maybe the people making trouble in the bridal chamber were too tired or they didn't dare to show off their skills, but this time the jokes they made were very subtle.

After they drank the wedding wine and the bridal chamber noisemakers left to listen to the conversation, Sister Ma pulled Zhao Hao to lie on her lap, gently stroked his cheek with her delicate hands, and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Hao nodded. He was the most genuine in front of his secretary. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "My back aches, my legs cramp..."

"Get some sleep and recharge your energy for the next battle." Sister Ma closed his eyes.

"How can that be possible? We have to consummate the marriage." Zhao Hao knew that petty bourgeois like Ma Xianglan attached great importance to the sense of ceremony.

"My husband loves me, but I don't know how to love him?" Sister Ma said softly while massaging him, "The veil, the sedan chair, worshipping heaven and earth... these unrealistic dreams, you have realized them for me. Let me comfort my husband for the rest of my life..."

"There are people outside listening to us..." Zhao Hao felt so comfortable that he almost fell asleep. He said with all his strength, "There was no sound at all, and they thought there was something wrong with us."

"That's easy. Wait until my husband falls asleep, and I'll have my own way." Sister Ma looked like a reliable elder sister, which made Zhao Hao fall asleep completely at ease.

When he woke up, he looked at the clock in the corner and saw that it was seven o'clock. Two hours had passed.

After all, Young Master Zhao is still young. After two hours of deep sleep, he feels more energetic than before.

When he kissed Sister Ma goodbye and pushed the door open, the people who were eavesdropping outside were already paying homage to the God of War. They never expected that Master Zhao could continue to output in the third game, wave after wave, making Sister Ma cry and beg for mercy...

Now he has become more majestic in the hearts of his disciples. No wonder Master always said that science is power, it turns out to be true...

Zhao Xian couldn't help but feel a little worried and said, "Brother, why don't we stop here today? Too much is as bad as too little."

"Alas, a journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. How can one give up halfway?" Zhao Hao bowed to the people listening at the wall and said, "You have all worked hard. Why don't you go back and have a meal before coming back?"

"Master, come here, have a drink of water to moisten your throat." Wang Wuyang came over attentively and handed over the cup of water with something in it.

"No need, I'm leaving now!" Zhao Hao looked down on him and turned into the next room.

"This..." Wang Wuyang was stunned. He suddenly realized that he had flattered the wrong person... Alas, he had not been close to his master for a long time, and his skills were not so good.

Zhu Shimao tilted his head and looked at Zhao Hao, who was picking up the fourth veil in the room with his back straight. He raised his thumbs and praised:

"I would call it the strongest!"

~~

Seeing that it was Acai who opened the door, Master Zhao couldn't help but feel grateful.

It was unknown whether it was due to natural talent or sufficient exercise, but Li Mingyue had the fitness and vitality of a northern rouge. If Sister Ma hadn't let him sleep for two hours, he would have been afraid that he would not be able to resist this athletic girl.

Ah Cai was also very happy. Because as long as she could beat President Jiang, she would have won...

This level...oh no, the one in this room is naturally the young princess Li Mingyue.

Although she is a princess, the eldest princess has already said that after marriage, one must obey the husband and everything should be done according to the rules here.

So, after all the routines were completed, everyone left the bridal chamber.

Zhao Hao looked at Li Mingyue, who was becoming taller and more noble, and was just about to give her a few sincere compliments and flirt with her.

Unexpectedly, she raised her two straight long legs, clamped Zhao Hao's waist, then turned her body like a nimble cat and pressed him down.

Zhao Hao was confused by her difficult movements and was at a loss as to what to do while lying on the bed.

"Brother, I miss you so much..." Li Mingyue lay in his arms and sobbed. In her sobbing voice, there was deep longing, but also hidden grievances.

A princess like her actually became a quintessential bride, and she even entered the bridal chamber with the second to last person. It wouldn't be easy for anyone...

Zhao Hao could naturally understand her feelings and gently patted Li Mingyue's back to comfort her.

"I want something more intense..." Who knew that Li Mingyue started biting him while crying, Zhao Hao thought, okay. There is no unhappiness that can't be solved with one shot, if that doesn't work, then why not two shots?

The two of them entered Star Wars mode...

The people who were eavesdropping were already pale as they never expected that Mr. Zhao's fourth fight would be so grand and fierce as never before!

Many people couldn't bear to listen and left directly. Otherwise, they would be trapped in Mr. Zhao's shadow for the rest of their lives. How could they have fun in the future?

It was almost ten o'clock before the young couple in the bridal chamber called off their marriage.

The bright moon turned into a happy bride again, chattering non-stop.

"Brother, you are awesome. I am so tired..."

"I've thought of a new idea. Let's try it again, shall we? Is there anyone else waiting in line? Let her wait... Forget it, let's do it next time..."

Zhao Hao was actually fine, because Mingyue was a proactive person and had amazing athletic ability, so he didn't have to put in much effort.

When he came out of the bridal chamber, everyone outside bowed down to him and worshipped him as the god of war.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Zhao Hao smiled faintly and waved his hand, saying, "We've been listening to this for six or seven hours. Are you satisfied? Let's go back."

“Not tired, not tired…” Zhu Shimao and the others shook their heads decisively and said, “Sir, it has been a full half day since the sun set in the west until the moon is at its zenith. This is a rare sight that we will never see again. We must stay up all night to show our support!”

"Qiu, do you think this is the Spring Festival Gala?" Zhao Hao rolled his eyes.

"We will fight with Master till the end!" Wang Dingjue said firmly, "We won't sleep until Master rests!"

"Get lost!" But he was kicked away by Zhao Hao. Damn it, this kind of thing doesn't need an audience, let alone comrades!

"What does 'Don't listen to what is inappropriate' mean?" Zhao Hao saw that Gao Wu, who was a head taller than others, did not appear in the crowd eavesdropping, so he praised him: "Learn more from my brother Gao..."

Before he finished speaking, Gao Wu stood out from behind the crowd who were eavesdropping. It turned out that he was tired of standing and squatted down, so Zhao Hao didn't see him.

"Okay, do whatever you want." Zhao Hao was speechless.

~~

Needless to say, the last battle...oh no, the first one is Xue Ying.

Xiao Yuner yawned as she opened the door. It was already 10 o'clock in the evening. I didn't expect that the lady would have to work overtime even for a wedding. Woohoo...

The fifth process was completed quickly, and Xiao Yuner, Mi Li and others withdrew.

Xiao Yun'er was about to go to bed, but Sister Mi Li pulled her back and whispered, "Let's listen to the wall, too."

"Why listen to that? It's so embarrassing." Xiao Yun'er blushed and whispered, "I'm not a maid."

Mi Li took her to Li Zhi's girls' school, where she naturally understood some truths. For example, Li Zhi taught them that people are born free and are not vassals of anyone. They should boldly go out of the house to work and earn their own living. Only when they are financially independent can they have an independent personality. Another example is free love and establishing an equal relationship between husband and wife...

Although she felt that Mr. Zhuo Wu's remarks were too shocking, when the young lady asked her if she was willing to be his concubine, she couldn't help but refuse.

Mi Li was not planning to get married, and she had no worldly desires. But when she heard Mr. Zhuo Wu talk about outstanding women in history, he said that Ma Lun, the daughter of Ma Rong in the Eastern Han Dynasty, was knowledgeable and eloquent. Later, she married Yuan Shao's uncle Yuan Kui. On the wedding night of the two, the eavesdroppers wanted to hear the erotic music of the famous scholar and the talented woman, but they never expected that they would talk about family and national affairs. This made the eavesdroppers respectful, and the couple's reputation rose to a higher level...

Although she admired Ma Lun for winning respect with his talent, she was worried that the young lady, a workaholic, would also discuss the group's business with Mr. Zhao on their wedding night... just like they did day and night when they came. Ma Lun could do it, because Yuan Wei only married one wife, but Mr. Zhao married five... and each of them was not easy to deal with.

Well, except Qiaoqiao...

~~

Mi Li was obviously worrying too much.

Although Jiang Xueying did not have any worldly desires, her extremely high emotional intelligence and EQ allowed her to know what to do and when.

Now, in these few months, the most important thing to her is called love.

At this moment, her petite body was leaning on Zhao Hao's shoulder, and she asked in a soft voice full of expectation:

"Brother, are you still leaving?"

"I'm not leaving. I'll just rest here..." Zhao Hao gently lifted her hair and shook his head slightly.

"That's great, we don't have to be so anxious." Jiang Xueying breathed a sigh of relief. She was not like Ma Xianglan, who was with Zhao Hao day and night. She was not as unscrupulous as Li Mingyue, and she was not even as bold as Zhang Xiaojing... She was still a virgin in the true sense of the word.

The bride's emotions were most obvious in her.

Zhao Hao was not in a hurry at all because he no longer had those worldly desires.

But his is called sage time, Plath's version.

I was secretly worried about running out of ammunition and food, how to fight this last battle? Naturally, I would be happy to have more time to recover.

The two of them whispered sweet words to ease her awkwardness, but it was difficult for Zhao Hao to understand her feelings.

Well, actually he couldn’t understand any girl’s heart… A woman’s heart is like a needle in the sea, it’s no joke.

But he was sure that he was the most important person to Xueying and the person she needed most, and that was enough.

As for whether she loves me or not? Is this love true love? How pure is it? Those are questions that only children would care about...

For adults, it is enough to have that person in their arms at this moment and to be with them through thick and thin in life.

Until I asked eight times outside, "Have you turned it over?"

Jiang Xueying turned the flower mat over with a red face, spread out the red silk quilt, and said in a mosquito-like voice:

"Let's go to bed."

"Okay." Zhao Hao nodded. Damn it, draw your sword! Against a fledgling female warrior, even if the health is low, it's enough to get the first blood...

Jiang Xueying said shyly: "Turn your head first."

Zhao Hao followed her instructions and turned his back to her.

Jiang Xueying quietly took off her dress, leaving only a red bib embroidered with twin lotus flowers. She first crawled into the big red silk quilt, then closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, seven parts nervousness and three parts anticipation.

Seeing this delicate flower ready to be picked, Zhao Hao suddenly felt that he was ready again...

It's really called:

A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, the flowers have fragrance and the moon has shadow.

The sound of singing and pipes is faint from the tower, and the swing courtyard is dark at night.

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