Ye Fuxun looked at Song Hanzhuo, who smelled of alcohol, through Tassel. Although this was not her first marriage, her fingers were still twisted together nervously. Song Hanzhuo lowered his eyes and glanced at Ye Fuxun, who was slightly nervous.
He laughed, supported his body with both hands, walked back, and said with a smile, "What? Miss Ye will be nervous too?"
Being teased by Song Hanzhuo, Ye Fuxun's nervousness was also dissipated by the laughter. He rolled his eyes at someone, reached out and took off the heavy phoenix crown on his head, and put it aside. His beautiful face reflected
Under the light, the phoenix eyes stared at Song Hanzhuo, and Song Hanzhao also looked at her intently. In his eyes, he saw a smart woman, with bright eyes, curved eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, white and tender
Her skin shows a light pink color, her thin lips are as fresh and tender as rose petals, and her long hair is tied up, but there is still a trace of hair left to add to her charm.
"I can't compare to the prince. After all, the prince has been among thousands of flowers, and not a single leaf has touched his body." Ye Fuxun held up her long skirt and walked aside to pour herself a cup of tea. After a busy day, she was almost exhausted.
Dead of thirst.
Song Hanzhuo stood up with a smile and sniffed around the room, "Why does this king smell like vinegar in this room?" He sniffed Ye Fuxun's hair and joked, "Is it possible that the princess just drank it?"
Not tea, but a cup of vinegar."
"I'm not serious, I don't want to pay attention to you." Ye Fuxun stretched out his hand to push Song Hanzhuo away, turned around and was about to leave. Before he could get close to the bed, Song Hanzhuo pulled him with his big hand, gently pulled him into his arms, and heard the sound above his head.
There was a laugh, "Tonight is my wedding night, the princess can't ignore me." After saying that, she picked up Ye Fuxun and walked to the bedside, put Ye Fuxun on the bed, and hugged her body.
He pressed forward, looked at Ye Fuxun's red face, and said with a smile, "A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and I don't want to waste it."
Ye Fuxun gently turned his face away, not knowing where to look with his big bright eyes. Song Hanzhuo stretched out his hand and gently pinched Ye Fuxun's chin, making her face look towards him, lowered his head and took Ye Fuxun's delicate breast into his mouth.
He moved his lips, tasting them, and kissed her deeply, more wildly and wantonly than the last time he kissed her. Ye Fuxun was so kissed that he couldn't breathe. He could only swallow and breathe with him. The priceless brocade wedding dress on his body
, was torn apart by Song Hanzhao, he buried himself in her neck and bit her, his kisses became more and more passionate, going further and further down. She was confused, moaned softly, and suddenly felt a chill under her waist, and her skirt was lifted up
.
Song Hanzhuo suddenly stopped and looked at Ye Fulun with lustful eyes. His wedding clothes were still a little messy, and his voice was hoarse because of lust, "Help me take off my clothes."
Ye Fuxun's eyes were covered in confusion, and his mind was blank. He could only follow Song Hanzhuo's instructions. A pair of soft, boneless hands touched Song Hanzhuo's chest, and gently unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his strong chest. Those hands directly
This aroused Song Hanzhuo's anger. Amidst his rapid low gasps, his flaming eyes stared at her closely. Then, as if in slow motion, he gently grabbed her hand and led her towards him.
Pants around the waist.
After all, Ye Fuxun was married once, and he already understood Song Hanzhuo's meaning from his movements. His heartbeat suddenly lost control, beating very fast, and his fingertips were trembling.
"Xun'er, don't be afraid." Song Hanzhuo coaxed in a low voice. While forcefully forcing the movements of her hands, he lowered his head again and covered her lips. This time, Song Hanzhuo was very patient and kissed her gently.
.
The kiss gradually went back, planting his mark on her neck and shoulders. Finally, he took her earlobe in his mouth and whispered in her ear hoarsely: "Xun'er, I finally married you." This time he didn't.
Use me.
Inside the Hongluan tent, there was a scene of spring. The maids guarding the door all had red faces.
Ye Fuxun opened her eyes again. It was already bright. The sun shone in through the window. Her whole body felt like she had been run over by a car. Her waist and back ached. Their wedding clothes were scattered everywhere. She was lying on the bright red dress embroidered with mandarin ducks.
Inside the quilt, someone was hugging her tightly from behind, with his arms across her waist. Thinking back to what happened last night, Ye Fuxun's ears couldn't help but turn red. She moved uncomfortably, and behind her
The person immediately noticed that she was awake and her breath was close to her.
"Xun'er." The voice was always cold and hoarse. She responded in a low voice, and gradually kissed the back of her neck gently. The itchy Ye Fuxun shrank her neck and whispered, "It's time to get up.
I have to go to the palace to pay my respects later." A certain prince seemed not to have heard, biting Ye Fuxun's earlobe lightly, causing Ye Fuxun to tremble. He only heard a prince behind him say, "Father and the emperor
Mother and concubine, they understand."
"Understand?" What do you understand? Ye Fuxun didn't understand for a while. Before he could ask, he was blocked by a certain prince. The two of them gradually...
Ye Fuxun woke up again. It was already noon. She had already put on clean clothes. It seemed that her body had been cleaned. She originally wanted to move, but she found that her waist and legs were sore.
Her strength was gone. She turned around and saw the still energetic prince sitting on the couch reading a book. He suddenly felt dissatisfied. They both did the same thing last night. Why didn't she even have the strength to move?
A certain prince is still in high spirits.
Song Hanzhuo seemed to feel the resentment from a certain little woman. When he raised his eyes, he saw a certain little woman looking at him sadly, as pitifully as a rabbit. Her cold eyes were immediately filled with a smile, and she put down her eyes.
Book in hand, he walked to the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to comb the hair around Ye Fuxun's ears, and said, "Are you awake?"
"Well, I want to drink water." Ye Fuxun's clear voice became a little hoarse, and thinking about the battle last night, his face turned red, and a certain prince said in her ear, "Thank you for your hard work, Princess.
"Before Ye Fuxun got angry, he quickly got up and poured a glass of water, helped Ye Fuxun up and let her drink it.
"What time is it now?"
"It's past noon."
"What?! It's already past noon? We haven't entered the palace to say hello yet!" Ye Fuxun was about to get out of bed as she said that. Unexpectedly, someone used too much force last night, and her legs softened and she almost fell down.
"It's okay. I have already sent someone to report the situation. My mother-in-law asked us to go back tomorrow." Song Hanzhuo reached out to support her and put a quilt on her.
"It's all your fault!" Ye Fuxun stretched out his hand and slapped Song Hanzhao several times, and said coquettishly, "Why do you want the imperial concubine to miss me?"
He stretched out his hand to grab Ye Fuxun's little hand and said with a smile, "Concubine, I will understand."
Ye Fuxun was too lazy to talk to this shameless prince. He put on his shoes regardless of the pain in his body and called the maids guarding the door to come in. Qingruo Qingying led several maids in and saw Ye Fuxun and both of them.
Lowering his head and smiling, Qingruo turned around, twisted up the handkerchief, and handed it to Ye Fuxun. He picked up the mouthwash on the side, took the handkerchief from Ye Fuxun's hand, and then handed the mouthwash over, waiting for Ye Fuxun to wash up.
Okay, Qingying was already waiting with clothes on the side. When she saw Ye Fuxun turning around, she stepped forward to help Ye Fuxun get dressed. Today Qingying chose a pink dress for Ye Fuxun to match.
Shang Qingruo arranged a snake bun for her, and a golden step was inserted into it, making her whole body a little more dignified in her agility.
Song Hanzhuo had been watching Ye Fuxun washing and changing clothes, and watching the maids surrounding her waiting on her, and suddenly felt a lot more at ease.
After Song Hanzhuo had lunch with Ye Fuxun, he went to the study to handle matters. Aunt Zhou came to Ye Fuxun to say hello, "I have met the princess."
"Auntie, there is no need to be polite." Ye Fuxun personally helped Aunt Zhou up and did not act like a princess at all. This made Aunt Zhou feel warm in her heart. She raised her eyes and said to Ye Fuxun, "Princess, I have already taken care of the palace.
All the servants gathered in the front hall, waiting for the princess to give instructions." There was an unwritten rule in the Xuanyue Dynasty that the day after the bride entered the house, she should give instructions to the new people, which would establish prestige and facilitate the host in the future.
Feed.
"Thank you, Auntie, for the tip. This is for Auntie." Qingruo said, stepping forward and holding a wooden box in front of Auntie Zhou. Auntie Zhou hurriedly refused, "I can't bear it."
"I heard that my aunt is not in good health. This is a good tonic. I regard it as a gift for my aunt to enter the house. I hope she will accept it."
Ye Fuxun was really sent to her heart. She certainly didn't lack the silver jewelry, but what she lacked was her heart. Aunt Zhou didn't push it away and reached out to take it.
When Ye Fuxun brought Aunt Zhou, Qingruo, and others to the hall, many servants had gathered in the hall. After seeing Ye Fuxun, they all greeted Ye Fuxun collectively, "I have seen the princess."
"Get up." After Ye Fuxun sat down, his eyes scanned the faces of everyone below. A middle-aged man in a brown brocade robe came forward with a stack of account books and handed them over respectfully. "Tell the princess, please find me."
My surname is Zhang Mingri, and he is the steward of the palace. All the servants of the palace are here. This is the account book of the palace in recent years. Please take a look at it, Princess."
Qingying walked down and took over the account book, and heard Ye Fuxun say loudly, "Reward!" Qingqin took out three ingots of silver from her purse and rewarded Zhang Ri.
When they came to report their work, Ye Fuxun gave them all rewards, even ordinary maids who were rough messengers also received rewards.
"This concubine has come to the palace for the first time. This is a meeting gift for everyone." Ye Fuxun sat in the lobby and said in a cold voice with a bit of majesty, "I hope everyone will abide by their duties. From now on, Qing Ruo will
She is the maid-in-charge of Prince Chen's Mansion. All maids follow her arrangements. From today on, everyone in the Prince's Mansion will receive an extra two taels of silver. The expenses of the Prince's Mansion and the distribution of regular silver are still managed by Butler Zhang, with Qingying assisting. Furthermore,
Let Aunt Zhou handle the matters in the backyard of the mansion."
As soon as Ye Fuxun finished speaking, Qi Qiao, the steward in charge of the maids, felt a little unbalanced and bravely said, "Princess, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."