Since Mr. Cong Ye and Mu Xiaowan both liked each other, the Mu family began to prepare for the marriage of the two. "Co * Le * Words * Love * First * Fa ()] [Big, book, bag, small, say, net. 】｀｀.

After all, it was a big family in Xiangyang Town, and soon the Mu family cleaned up a courtyard located in the northwest corner of the town as a new house for Cong Ye and Mu Xiaowan. With the large number of newly made furniture moved into the new house, by the end of the year, everything was ready, including Mu Xiaowan's dowry.

The wedding date was set by the Mu family on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

For Cong Ye, although there are a lot of low-grade spirit stones from Yan Jing in the Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding, there is no one or two cash silver, and the only property is the bundle of silver obtained by Mr. who has been a private school for nearly half a year. Cong Ye was all handed over to Sui Jizu and asked him to transfer it to the Mu family to fill part of the belongings.

Because of the upcoming wedding, on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Cong Ye was inconvenient to go to Mu's house. However, Mu Rong also arranged it, and entrusted Sui Jizu to invite Cong Ye to the Sui family and accompany the Sui family to come over for a Spring Festival.

In the blink of an eye, on the fifth day of the new year, almost the entire Xiangyang Town was busy.

Although it was only a mile from the Mu Mansion in the center of the town to the wedding room in the northwest corner, the Mu family still held a vigorous wedding for their daughter in accordance with the normal ceremony of marrying a daughter.

Early in the morning, Cong Ye, accompanied by Sui Jizu, rode a high-headed horse and hired a sedan chair to come to Mufu to pick up relatives. Blowing and blowing all the way, the noisy bustle of gongs and drums At the end of the morning, the bride, Mu Xiaowan, who had just turned fifteen, had a red hijab on her head, and was put out of the house by the maid and her mother-in-law, and helped into the sedan chair.

With the sedan chair in front and the bride's dowry behind, the sedan chair circled around Xiangyang Town, and was carried into the new house in the northwest corner of the courtyard on time at noon.

Next, the villagers who brought congratulatory gifts came to congratulate and participate in the wedding banquet.

Because there is only one person on the man's side, Cong Ye is naturally simple. After the guests dispersed, in the huge courtyard, in addition to the two young couples of Cong Ye, there were only four girls left to marry, and four mothers-in-law to marry. In addition, there are two small servants bought by the Mu family for Cong Ye.

Mu Xiaowan, who had been sitting in the new house for a long time, waited for the groom's official Cong Ye to come in, and after the maid lit four red candles as thick as a child's arm, she felt Cong Ye gradually approaching, and slowly removed the red hijab on her head, and her red jade face hung down even more impatiently.

When Cong Ye saw a delicate pretty face hanging in front of him in the candlelight, especially the graceful figure under the big red wedding dress, he couldn't help but think of the past.

Yan Jing, the princess of Caiyun of Gao Chunguo, married herself at the age of thirteen.

In the vast sea, four girls of Meilan and Zhuju were received one after another.

followed by Zeng Jing and Miao Li.

Fourteen-year-old Lin Xing'er and Cai Xiaofei in the embroidery city, thirteen-year-old Jia Zhenzhen, and fifteen-year-old Yue Xiao.

Cao Wei of Shanglong Village, Damai Country.

Tungsten princess Ruirui of the tungsten country.

The eight-year-old fairy princess of the barley country.

and Wang Qin, Jiang Wanrong, Zhao Yijun, and Cui Xiang.

Cong Ye, who was stunned there for a while, couldn't help but let Mu Xiaowan, who was shy and bowed her head and was as careful as a hair, misunderstand. Thinking that it was Mu Xiaowan, who was mistaken for the groom who looked down on him, suddenly tears were thrown away and sobbed in a low voice.

"Xiaowan, Wan'er"

Cong Ye, who was awakened by Mu Xiaowan's silent sobbing, hurriedly reached out to help the beautiful woman's jade face, lowered his head to look at the pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, and asked with concern.

Mu Xiaowan, who was both sad and shy, felt the warmth from the groom's hands, and couldn't help but close her eyes tightly.

"What's wrong with Wan'er, don't you want to marry me?"

Cong Ye couldn't imagine why Mu Xiaowan suddenly cried for a while, and naturally misunderstood the other party.

Mu Xiaowan, who was raised by Cong Ye's chin, let the tears in her eyes flow wantonly, and although she was shy, she shook her head slightly.

"Why is that?"

"Doesn't the husband look down on the concubine?"

Finally, Mu Xiaowan held back her strength and asked the doubts in her heart.

At this point, Cong Ye knew that Mu Xiaowan had misunderstood him, and he didn't need to explain, he lowered his head and kissed the pair of delicate lips. At the same time, he stretched his arms lightly and took Mu Xiaowan's delicate jade body into his arms.

Mu Xiaowan, who had tasted it for the first time, when her lips were tightly held by Cong Ye, she only felt her brain bang, her body seemed to flutter, her legs no longer had the strength to support the weight of her body, and the whole person leaned on Cong Ye's body.

Especially the hot and strange tongue from her husband's mouth actually burst directly into her cherry mouth, that kind of taste made Mu Xiaowan unable to help herself, and she couldn't help but stir and entangle.

The murmuring chant came out intermittently, until it was almost suffocated, and then it had to be shaken off with all its might. Although she no longer misunderstood that her husband looked down on her, Mu Xiaowan no longer had the courage to look up at Cong Ye. Zhen Shou crouched in the arms of Cong Ye, and did not dare to raise it again.

"Wan'er is hungry."

First, he personally took off the red wedding dress on Mu Xiaowan's body, and half-supported and half-hugged her and put her in front of a table of wine banquet that had already been set up in the room and sat down. Just reached out to pick up the wine jug, but Mu Xiaowan, who was blushing and bowing her head, reached out and took it. didn't say anything, bowed slightly, poured a glass of wine for each of them, and personally picked up the wine glass for Cong Ye, handed it to his hand, and then picked up the glass in front of him.

Cong Ye also knew that it was time to drink the wine.

Gently sent the wine glass in her hand towards Mu Xiaowan's cherry mouth, Mu Xiaowan also glanced at Cong Ye shyly and timidly, and handed the wine glass in her hand to Cong Ye's mouth.

When the two of them finished drinking the wine in each other's cups with each other's hands, they didn't want Mu Xiaowan, who had never drunk before, to be choked for a while. The gentle and continuous coughing sound made Cong Ye inevitably feel distressed, and he reached out and hugged Mu Xiaowan into his arms and put it on his lap.

Stretched out his hand and pressed on Mu Xiaowan's back, gently rubbing it for a long time, Mu Xiaowan stopped coughing lightly, but the whole person was paralyzed in Cong Ye's arms by Cong Ye's intimate movements.

was a fifteen-year-old girl, where could she still take care of the hunger in her stomach at this time, Mu Xiaowan finally said the second sentence of the wedding night:

"Husband, the concubine is not hungry."

Cong Ye, who has experienced so many marriages, how can he not understand the meaning behind Mu Xiaowan's words.

"Wan'er is tired, then let's go to bed."

Mu Xiaowan, who was about to jump out of her throat, could still answer, so she simply pressed her hot jade face tightly against Cong Ye's face, her chin rested on Cong Ye's shoulder, and her eyes were closed on a pretty red face, allowing Cong Ye to pick her up and lay her flat on the wide wedding bed, and casually pulled down the pink curtain on the bed, and put the bright candlelight outside the tent.