Zhao Huan put on his wedding clothes and walked towards Zhu Lian's room under the gaze of Xiao Xia and Chen Yushu with evil smiles on their faces.
The moment I opened the door, the faint scent of sandalwood rushed towards me, and the candlelight swayed gently in the breeze, illuminating the room like a dream.
Zhu Lian, who was sitting beside the bed, was also wearing a gorgeous wedding dress.
However, unlike Zhao Huan's bright red wedding dress, Zhu Lian's wedding dress was actually emerald green.
This unique color combination of the Song Dynasty reminded Zhao Huan of a wise saying, red and green are better than bullshit...
Zhao Huan hurriedly shook his head to clear away all those ridiculous thoughts, took a deep breath, and carefully looked at the beautiful lady who was very close at hand.
Although Zhu Lian was wearing a hijab, Zhao Huan could not help but think about his dignified and elegant sitting posture with his feet together and his fingers together in front of his lower abdomen.
This figure was comparable to a work of art, and Zhao Huan even couldn't bear to do it.
At this moment, Zhu Lian's light voice came from under the hijab: "Do you plan to keep looking at me like this?"
After being reminded by Zhu Lian, Zhao Huan came to his senses and stepped forward with a surging mood. As soon as he reached out to grab the hijab, his thigh was pinched hard by Zhu Lian.
"When I'm not in a hurry, I just stand there in a daze. When I get a new machine, I don't care."
"What exactly do you want me to say about you?"
While complaining, Zhu Lian reached out and took out a scale beam from the side and handed it over, saying softly: "Use this."
This was Zhao Huan's first time entering the bridal chamber, how could he know so many customs and etiquette!
Under Zhu Lian's guidance, Zhao Huan patiently inserted the scale beam under the hijab, and then gently opened the hijab.
As Zhu Lian's prosperous appearance came into view, even though they spent time together day and night, Zhao Huan still couldn't help but take a breath, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Zhu Lian, who was born into an official family, had an innate nobility about him. Even in daily life, that powerful aura was enough to eclipse most women.
Nowadays, she is dressed in wedding clothes, dressed up, with crescent eyebrows and flaming red lips, which expresses the word "gorgeous" to the fullest.
If Zheng Qingyun is a lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained, then Zhu Lian is a colorful phoenix soaring in the sky.
Seeing Zhao Huan staring straight at him, Zhu Lian's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he quickly turned away and said shyly: "You have been watching for ten years and you haven't seen enough yet?"
Zhao Huan blurted out without even thinking: "Don't say ten years, even a hundred years will not be enough!"
This answer made Zhu Lian's heart beat faster. They were obviously an old couple, but they had to behave like newlyweds. It was annoying...
Even in the wedding night, Zhu Lian could not let go of her innate airs. She was destined to be unable to open her heart and embrace the one she loved fearlessly like Zheng Qingyun.
"Ten years ago, I only married you with a soulless body. Today, I give you my heart as well."
"If you dare to let me down, I will..."
Before Zhu Lian could finish his threat, Zhao Huan had already refused: "Impossible!"
"Even if the mountains collapse and the earth breaks apart, and the seas and rocks are destroyed, I will never let down my beloved concubine. After all, creating a happy life for my beloved concubine is the only motivation for me to live."
This impassioned speech is not just a simple love talk, but a vow from the heart.
After all, Zhao Huan knew how much Zhu Lian suffered after the Jingkang Incident.
All Zhao Huan's efforts were to avoid this day coming.
As everyone knows, even if Zhao Huan didn't say so, Zhu Lian would never have the slightest doubt about him.
Zhu Lian saw everything Zhao Huan did and remembered it in his heart. If there is anyone else in this world who is worthy of Zhu Lian's entrustment, then it must be Zhao Huan.
It was precisely because of her deep love for Zhao Huan that Zhu Lian did not want to leave any regrets. After this short wedding night, she was completely married to Zhao Huan.
Seeing Zhao Huanguang looking at him in a daze, Zhu Lian felt angry and funny. He was obviously very talkative and took advantage of everything on weekdays, but at the critical moment, he started to act stupidly.
Zhu Lian had no choice but to remind him shyly: "If you continue to stand stupidly, it will be dawn soon."
"Or are you disgusted with my old friend, Zhu Huang, and you are no longer interested?"
In this era when the average person starts a family and starts a business at the age of fourteen or fifteen, Zhu Lian, who is already twenty-three years old, is indeed not immature, but he is too old to be a good person.
Besides...
For Zhao Huan, this grade is just what he likes.
"Hey, hey, my dear, what you said is wrong. It's like eating. If it's a simple meal, it's okay to swallow it in a few mouthfuls. But when it comes to the most exquisite dishes in the world, if you gorge yourself on them, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?"
"After ten years of marriage, I have never observed my beloved concubine in such detail."
"We have plenty of time tonight."
What does it mean to have plenty of time!
Zhu Lian's cheeks were red and bleeding, and he cursed in his heart, this guy always makes people blush with what he says, but he also pretends to be serious, which is the most irritating thing.
Zhu Lian didn't want to talk about "sentiment" with Zhao Huan, so she rolled her eyes and said coquettishly: "I'm tired, it's up to you!"
After saying that, Zhulian raised her slender feet, twisted her body, turned her back to Zhao Huan and went to bed, assuming a posture of "I don't want to care about you".
It's already this time, if Zhao Huan wastes any more time, he'll just be kicked in the head by a donkey.
Zhao Huan swallowed his saliva and rushed forward in three steps. As his delicate body fell into his arms, his whole body felt relaxed and happy.
Zhu Lian did not refuse, but lowered his head, his face flushed, and buried his face in Zhao Huan's arms. He was obviously very shy, but he still did not change his arrogance.
"Hmph, I really thought you were going to back off. That's good, I can hide in peace."
"After tonight, I will be the true royal wife of the palace. I will only be stricter than before. Don't regret it then."
Zhao Huan didn't even think about it and blurted out: "What are you talking about? My beloved concubine is the master of the palace, why should I emphasize it?"
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by Xiaoxia's voice.
"that……"
"Do you need a slave to come in and help?"
Help? Zhao Huan was stunned, thinking that there is a reason for outsiders to help in such a matter?
However, after thinking about it, I was relieved. These days, the personal maid and the master live together, and they are inseparable even when they are performing the rituals of husband and wife.
To put it mildly, he was playing support from the side.
To put it bluntly... when necessary, he takes over the position of the hostess and serves the master in a relay manner.
Zhu Lian not only didn't care, but took the initiative to ask: "Does the prince need Xiao Xia to come in?"