Chapter 546: Replenishing Yang Qi
In the summer of the thirty-fifth year of the Nan Kingdom, the Junxia Sect, the Dishi Yun Sect, and the Zongsi Sect each recruited dozens of students.
The three-pronged political system stabilized.
The Zongsi Sect was led by Prime Minister Yun Wang; the Junxia Sect and the Imperial Tutor Yun Sect were naturally led by Huo Gannian as the Grand Imperial Tutor, responsible for the selection and training of the first batch of emperor candidates and imperial tutors of the Nan Kingdom.
On this day, inside the Yunmen Palace, just as the successor to the new emperor was decided, a great imperial teacher suddenly disappeared with his sleeves swung.
Huo Gannian rode at full speed all the way back to the Huo Mansion, which is now the Imperial Tutor's Mansion.
The mansion was bustling with people busy preparing for the wedding ceremony. Some were draping red and green on the two lions on the gate, while others were climbing ladders to hang big red lanterns all over the mansion.
Dozens of shopkeepers from the Huo Gang's jewelry shops, silk shops, shipyards, fireworks shops, and wineries lined up at the entrance of the hall with their work summaries, or rather, letters of submission, and reported their affairs to the chief steward Lu Liang one by one.
Lu Liang listened and shook his head:
"The gorgeous colored glass, jeweled, and red gold phoenix crown weighs ninety-nine pounds? Are you trying to bend Madam's neck? Are you crazy? Change it to ninety-six pounds!"
The wedding gown pattern is not good. There is too much gold thread. It is almost impossible to tell that it is originally red. It looks like a golden gown. It is not good! How about using South China pearls instead? Thousands of them, embroidered into a peach heart pattern, it will definitely look good!
I'm saying, are you guys at the fireworks shop not in your right mind? This is the master and his wife getting married! A wedding! Not declaring war on an enemy country! Who are you trying to kill with those 3,800-bang firecrackers? Just change it to 38,000-bang firecrackers. And this... that..."
As soon as Huo Gannian entered the hall, he saw Lu Liang "giving orders". In order to prevent Lu Liang from making a mess of his and Yun Chen's wedding, he kicked Lu Liang off the chair and personally reviewed all the wedding affairs instead.
Lu Liang rubbed his butt and chuckled, "Master, why are you back? Are you done with Yunmen?"
"Yeah." Huo Gannian flipped through a guest list and seating chart, and habitually asked:
"Where's the lady?"
"Still sleeping in the house!" Lu Liang replied.
Huo Gannian glanced at the sun that was now at its zenith outside. He seemed to have lost his memory and had completely forgotten that he had to get up before dawn every morning to do his work. He nodded and said,
"It's still early. Ask Lan Qian to bring lunch to Madam in bed."
Lu Liang covered his mouth and chuckled, "I've already delivered two meals."
Huo Gannian nodded with satisfaction, listened to the reports of all the shopkeepers in detail, and finalized all the matters big and small about the wedding one by one before leaving the front hall.
He walked through the messy yard where servants were running around decorating the wedding house, and went straight to Qiyunju. The surroundings suddenly became much quieter.
Under the accustomed gazes of the Wolf-Slaying Colt and the Cloud-Swallowing Beast, he hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door, closed it tightly, took off his shoes, climbed onto the couch, and crawled into Yun Chen's quilt.
He hugged Yun Chen from behind and squeezed her increasingly plump breasts, which felt particularly soft and full.
Small face.
He buried his head in the back of her neck and called her softly:
"Chen'er, the new emperor has been chosen, and everything is over. I have applied for marriage leave from the Three Gates. For the next hundred days, I will be with you only. Are you happy?"
Yun Chen slept soundly and full. He stretched comfortably and turned over to hug him. Just as he was about to smile sweetly, he saw that he was still wearing the imperial teacher's official uniform from Yunmen. He immediately slapped him on the forehead:
"Go down and put on your coat, don't go to bed!"
"I forgot, I forgot." He smiled and quickly got up to take off his coat.
After taking off his outer clothes, he paused, put on a wicked smile, and began to take off his underwear.
This startled someone who was dozing off on the couch and woke him up:
"Hey, hey, hey? What are you doing? Just take off one piece of clothing! Put the rest on. It's broad daylight, you bastard..."
Before he could even finish his curse, Huo Gannian swallowed all the remaining words.
After a few moments of pleasure, her body gradually softened and she let him hold her tightly in his arms and knead her.
Feeling the urgent and turbulent changes in his body, she quickly pushed him away with force, her breathing unstable, her face red and scolding him:
"The wedding is only seven days away, you bastard, wait a little longer..."
"Waiting, waiting!" He answered perfunctorily, and moved deeper along her hands and arms, then concentrated on "tasting" her again.
Until her body was as soft as a ball of cotton, she had no strength to resist, and her cheeks were flushed, he stopped with a wicked smile:
"Waiting! I've waited for ten whole years, why are you afraid of these seven days? I'm just here to replenish your Yang energy. I'm worried that you won't sleep well!"
The word "yang energy" immediately reminded her of the day she came back from the elephant tomb.
The Soul Devouring Pill and Demon Slayer perished together, and she came back to life from the brink of death. Everyone couldn't help but cheer and celebrate, and everything seemed to be returning to its happy origin.
But after settling down in the inn, Yan Lang took her pulse again, but his brows were deeply furrowed:
"Tsk—that's not right!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the people around who were originally busy making arrangements for their trip back to Beijing, such as Duan Jie, Rong Yi, Fu Lin... Lu Liang and the Black Sparrow Secret Guards, and the soldiers of the Tianwei Army, were immediately attracted over.
Everyone gathered around Yun Chen worriedly, blocking the entire lobby of the inn, and all waited nervously for Yan Lang's pulse diagnosis conclusion.
Yan Lang carefully checked Yun Chen's pulse and frowned:
"Although the Soul Devouring Pill has cured your wound, your soul is torn apart and injured. From now on, I'm afraid your soul will be restless and you won't be able to sleep well. If you want to fully recover, you need the pure Yang energy to replenish it."
After this obscure medical theory was explained, the people around looked at each other, obviously not understanding it.
Rong Yi, the popular figure, was amused:
"'Pure Yang Qi', does it mean the vital energy of a young boy?"
As soon as this plain explanation was given, everyone around immediately understood it and turned to look at Huo Gannian, the over-age boy who had been holding back for more than twenty years.
Someone in the crowd said:
"Good boy, it's nourishing! Very nourishing!"
The whole hall burst into laughter instantly. Yun Chen's face turned as red as a crab shell, and he wished he could bury himself in the ground.
From then on, "Chen'er, in order to let you have a good sleep, let's make up for it a little bit" became Huo Gannian's catchphrase, and he would practice it two or three times every night.
However, even though they were very affectionate, the two of them agreed to save the most important moment for their wedding night.
This also made Yan Lang feel that every time he took Yun Chen's pulse and felt that she had not replenished her pure Yang energy at all and was still the same, his eyes were rounder than grapes, and he said directly and mercilessly:
"You two have been together for almost ten years, right? Ten years! Do you have some chastity competition to win first place? Are you addicted to self-abuse? Is there something wrong with you?"
Thinking of this, Yun Chen felt embarrassed and wanted to laugh, giggling non-stop, his body shaking constantly, disturbing someone so much that he couldn't concentrate on his movements, so he had to stop and laugh too.
But as he smiled, his smile faded and his expression became a little worried:
"Chen'er, there are still seven days left. It feels like such a long time. I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy."
"Don't think too much. I think you are too nervous!" Yun Chen laughed teasingly.
Huo Gannian sighed softly. He couldn't describe his current mood.
Mingming is with Yun Chen every day, inseparable, and there are only seven days left for the divorce.
This wedding ceremony, which the whole country has been looking forward to for many years, has shocked all the nobles of the old Three Kingdoms and caused the people to celebrate, and it was planned half a month ago.
The Huo Gang distributed gold and silver, the court reduced taxes, the people cheered, and every family decorated with red, it was even more lively and joyful than the Chinese New Year.
But Huo Gannian just couldn't be happy. He had an inexplicable premonition that something bad was going to happen.
He felt like a beggar who had been in poverty all his life, finally standing before a mountain of gold and being told that the mountain was his;
Like a killer who has been killing people all his life, he said he would retire after completing his last job.
Ugh, that’s unlucky, you can’t say that.
In short, he felt an indescribable uneasiness in his heart.
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