"Miss Zhao, what are you looking at?" asked the servant.
"Did you see anyone walking over there just now?" Zhao Chuchu asked. She couldn't help but want to take a few steps in that direction, but then she remembered that this was someone else's home and held herself back.
The servant looked in that direction, his eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Nothing, maybe you saw it wrong."
Zhao Chuchu's gaze fell on the servant. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "Maybe I really saw it wrong."
As she spoke, Zhao Chuchu stepped forward, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the servant secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
It seems that this Shen Mansion has some secrets.
Although Zhao Chuchu was a little curious, she didn't go into details. After all, this was someone else's territory and someone else's business.
When he went to and from the toilet, the servants followed him all the time, looking very respectful, but Zhao Chuchu felt that he was staring at her, as if he was afraid that she would accidentally go somewhere she shouldn't go.
Zhao Chuchu didn't linger at the banquet for long. When she felt it was about time, she took Zhang Xiuyuan and left the Shen Mansion.
Shen Chaomu looked at the two people leaving side by side, and her eyes, which originally had little emotion, became even colder. In a place where no one could see, the wine glass under her sleeve was directly crushed by her, and the sharp fragments pierced into her palm, but she seemed to notice nothing.
On the other side, when Shen Chaomu left the room, Yi Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. On such a happy day, especially facing his wife, he was still a little nervous.
After Shen Chaomu left, Yi Qian lifted the veil, took a few cakes to fill his stomach, returned to bed, and covered himself with the red veil.
The matchmaker said that the red veil must be removed by the wife herself.
There was a bustling noise outside, but the bridal chamber was quiet. Yi Qian sat on the bed, not knowing how long he had been sitting there. He almost fell asleep until the door creaked open.
Yi Qian immediately came to his senses and sat up straight.
With my lowered eyesight, I could see the boots getting closer and closer.
As the red veil was lifted by the weighing rod, Yi Qian slowly raised his head.
Under the red veil, the handsome young man was bright and charming. Shen Chaomu's expression was slightly dazed for a moment, as if she was looking at another person through Yi Qian. She murmured, "How handsome."
Yi Qian was too shy to meet Shen Chaomu's gaze, so he naturally couldn't see the strange look in her eyes. He just thought she was praising him, and he couldn't help but lower his head again, the blush on his cheeks deepening.
The next second, Shen Chaomu woke up, and the obsession and affection in his eyes turned cold in an instant, and finally slowly returned to gentleness.
Shen Chaomu poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Yi Qian, and then sat down next to him: "A Qian, it's time for us to drink the wedding wine."
Yi Qian hummed softly and took the wine glass.
The two of them clasped their hands and drank the whole thing in one gulp.
Shen Chaomu held Yi Qian's hand, his eyes gentle and watery: "Ah Qian, don't worry, since you have become my husband, I will treat you well."
Yi Qian looked up at Chen Chaomu, his eyes full of affection. He said "hmm" with a tender look in his eyes.
Shen Chaomu gently unbuttoned Yi Qian's wedding dress with his fingertips, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Ah Qian, the night is short, we should rest."
Yi Qian was not completely clueless, so he naturally understood what it meant. He nodded shyly.
The corner of Shen Chaomu's lips curled up, and his smile was evil with a hint of coldness.
He looked at the shy boy in front of him as if he were looking at a toy.
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