But she knew very well that the identities of the two were very different.
The Yun family is a century-old mansion, he is the youngest son of the War King, his mother is a princess, and all the brothers have noble status and outstanding abilities.
Her only sister is the Princess Regent.
Even if Yun Zimo is now a carefree young man who travels around the world, he is not worthy of a rootless woman like her.
This was one of the reasons why she gave up so simply five years ago.
She was unwilling to bow her head for anyone, to accept anyone's anger, and to please others just to be with him.
But now it's different from before.
She has the expectation of being with him for a long time, and has to consider many unavoidable things.
In this matter, Yun Zimo's attitude is actually more important than those invisible troubles.
"My mother likes children very much." Yun Zimo put his hands on Wushuang's slender waist, "But... we are only a few days away from the capital, so we shouldn't be able to give birth in such a short period of time."
"That's good. Let's have sex slowly when we get back to the capital."
Wushuang pursed her lips, "Can you?"
"certainly."
Yun Zimo lowered his head, smiled and pinched the tip of Wu Shuang's nose, "Is it possible that I can't do it if I change places?"
Wushuang: "..."
That's obviously not what she said.
"My mouth is finally healed." Yun Zimo pointed at the original wound location on his mouth, "Thanks to you for keeping an eye on me all the way."
Wu Shuang bit his lip and closed his eyes weakly.
There was a sudden chill on his lips.
She opened her eyes in shock and saw Yun Zimo's cheek magnified infinitely in front of her.
Yun Zimo kissed her lightly and said seriously: "You don't have to worry about my parents, I will naturally take care of it."
Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly realized that he had just been tricked by Yun Zimo, and punched him angrily, "You kid, you would never trick others like this before."
"I learn it from you."
Yun Zimo chuckled, "You are a good master, you taught me a lot."
Wushuang looked at him speechlessly, stared at him for a while, and then said, "Let me tell you, I won't give you any kind of concubine, you either only want me, or if you can't do it, we'll break up."
"Easy to say."
Yun Zimo smiled lightly: "My mother has been thinking about me day and night to get me married for almost six years. If she knew that I had this idea now, she would probably faint with joy."
"So as long as you are willing to get married, it doesn't matter what the other person's status is?"
"Um."
Yun Zimo laid Wushuang down on the couch and carefully untied his clothes.
"What are you doing!" Wushuang pressed his hand angrily, "We are talking about something important!"
"I'm listening...and don't you want a child? I think working hard here and working hard at home should be the same. If you have a child sooner, you will be able to fulfill your wish."
Wushuang: "..."
She originally wanted to ask Yun Zimo some details, but apparently she had no chance to speak.
In the afternoon of the second day, the two of them got up, had dinner, and set off towards the capital.
After a night, Wu Shuang lost interest in last night's problem.
She thought that maybe she was too worried about gains and losses and too cautious.
If Yun Zimo hadn't been so confident, he wouldn't have dared to bring her, a charlatan, home to her parents.
…
Five days later, Yun Zimo and Wushuang arrived in the capital and went directly to Prince Zhan's Mansion.
Five years have passed, and the Zhanwang Mansion is still the same as it was before, and has not changed at all.
The last time Yun Zimo came home was over the New Year's Day more than a year ago. When she saw him this time, Princess Anping cried with joy, but now she didn't pull him and scold him like before.
Princess Anping wiped away her tears and said, "Why did you come home so suddenly? Didn't you say it would be the Chinese New Year last time?"
She glanced at Wushuang behind Yun Zimo, "Why don't you introduce me?"
"Mother knows her." Yun Zimo took Wu Shuang's wrist, "My son came back this time to ask his mother to officiate my marriage."
Princess Anping said "Ah", with a bit of joy on her face, "I have figured it out, then mother will help you make preparations immediately."
She is not affectionate towards Wushuang.
I was even somewhat dissatisfied deep down in my heart.
Wushuang is older than Yun Zimo, and she has sent people to investigate Wushuang's background in the past few years, and it is completely contrary to her ideal daughter-in-law in every aspect.
Moreover, Wushuang made Yun Zimo depressed for several years, and even refused to stay in the capital.
As a mother, how could she say she didn't have any grudges?
But who said this is what Yun Zimo likes.
Princess Anping loves Wujiwu, but even though she doesn't like it very much, she acquiesces.
In these years, the Prince of War's palace has developed rapidly. Prince of War has handed over military power, but there are many generals in various places.
After these five years, Yun Ziheng has become the first assistant and a worthy official.
Yun Ziyuan also had many troops at his disposal, and the two of them were the emperor's right-hand men.
The in-laws of the Yun family are all Princess Chenyang, who plays a very important role in the court like Taifu Fu.
There is a saying that if it is too full, it will overflow.
With the Yun family being so glorious, Yun Zichen and Yun Zimo no longer have the need to join the court, and their requirements for wives have been lowered accordingly, and their liking has become more important.
Wushuang naturally felt Princess Anping's lack of affection, but did not have any major reaction.
Anyway, she married Yun Zimo, and even after getting married, she might not stay in Prince Zhan's palace for too long, just to keep her face.
The wedding day is scheduled for August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival.
On that day, the entire Prince Zhan's palace was decorated with lights and colorful decorations.
In addition to the in-laws of the Yun family and the nobles in the capital, Yun Zimo also invited some of his friends from the martial arts world. Everyone gathered together, and it was very lively.
Yun Zimo was the last of the four sons of the Yun family to get married, and the others who came to the wedding had to bring their families along with them.
The sounds of children's play echoed in my ears.
Wushuang covered her head with a red hijab, listening to those sounds, and gently placed her hand on her lower abdomen.
She had been feeling a little unwell recently, and she wondered if she had been infected that time in the inn, but she hadn't had time to find a doctor to check her pulse.
"Let me see."
Ming Wuyou's soft and smiling voice sounded next to her. She didn't know when she came to Wushuang and pinched her wrist.
"..." Wushuang was silent and whispered: "How do you know I am thinking about this."
"If you put your hand in this position, wouldn't it be too stupid if I couldn't guess it?" Ming Wuyou approached Wushuang and whispered: "You guys are very fast, why don't you pounce on him?"
Wushuang laughed: "Then it must be... I was the one who pounced on him more than five years ago, and this time... it's a good thing that I know you as a friend, otherwise there wouldn't be such a young boy to ask me to pounce on."
"You..." Ming Wuyou was speechless for a moment, "You are so brave, is my fourth brother used to it?"
"He's very happy." Wushuang said lazily, tugging Ming Wuyou's sleeve, "How's it going? Do you have it?"
"Uh, um."
Ming Wuyou nodded, "Yes, two months, take your time in the wedding night."
Wushuang took a deep breath and only heard "two months" and didn't care at all about the last sentence Ming Wuyou said.
It really does exist.
It was unexpected, but it seemed to come just in time.
After a while, the auspicious moment arrived, and Ming Wuyou withdrew and watched the ceremony in the lobby like everyone else, watching the newlyweds bow to heaven and earth before being sent into the bridal chamber.
Shui Lingbo glared at Yun Zimo and Wushuang with red eyes. No matter how much he was unwilling, it was useless now.
Nanchu Daoshui Bocheng sighed, patted his sister's shoulder and comforted her softly.
Where in the world is there no grass?
…
In the bridal chamber, red candles flickered.
Wushuang urged Yun Zimo: "Hurry up and take off your hijab. I have good news for you."
"You're in such a hurry, just do it yourself." Yun Zimo stopped in front of Wushuang, with a faint smile in his voice. All the ladies in the wedding room covered their mouths and chuckled.
Wushuang pursed her lips and realized that there were not just two people in this place.
In a prince's house, there are always many rules.
She sat upright, waited for the wedding ladies to say auspicious words, and went through all the complicated etiquette before Yun Zimo chose the hijab.
He drank Hexin wine again.
After struggling for half an hour, the ladies finally withdrew.
"Tell me, what's the good news?"
Yun Zimo held Wushuang's chin and looked at her face after putting on heavy makeup. He was not surprised, but felt that this face was a bit annoying.
It's all a mess, it's not as beautiful as she is!
Wushuang was so delayed, but now she didn't want to talk about the child.
She slapped Yun Zimo's hand away: "Do you know what my previous name was?"
"Yeah." Yun Zimo looked at her for a while, "A Luo."
"..." Wushuang added, "You, you can call me smoothly."
"I called him countless times in private."
Yun Zimo smiled lightly and said, "Sister A Luo, it's time for the bridal chamber."