Chapter 112: The Lingering Wedding Night (Asking for Subscription)
When she was even more frightened, just that time when she ate the forbidden fruit in the "Lingwei Painting Garden" actually made her pregnant!
was pregnant before marriage, and almost ruined him and her! Before the child could report to the world, in her throes and his worries, he was killed by a bowl of Chinese medicine from the crown princess. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
But now, tonight, is rightfully her night.
How lucky it would be if there would be another baby in her belly after this night!
She buried her head in Zhu Zhanji's chest at the moment, and she only felt that her nervous heart was beating fast.
"Don't be afraid, we're all in this together." Zhu Zhanji is actually a little shy.
Regarding Yunyu's personnel, although he and she had already experienced it once before, at that time, he was confused, but he had no scruples.
However, now, it is his duty to be a husband, and he is a little frightened.
Especially thinking that Wei Xiaomei's body had once laid down a child, he suddenly became even more scared.
"Hmm. Come on. Sun Lingwei muttered shyly.
"Yes, sister. I'm coming. Zhu Zhanji said worriedly.
His movements were so light that her heart was beating wildly, so the hand that unknotted his clothes trembled.
Fortunately, they finally completed this step awkwardly, and the next step was the real ********, the wedding ceremony.
Sun Lingwei's **** body shrunk in the quilt, Zhu Zhanji wanted to open the big red quilt and take a closer look, but he didn't dare.
On the contrary, Sun Lingwei suddenly had the courage to fight, and he lifted the corner of the quilt.
Zhu Zhanji saw the white body at a glance, shrunk in the quilt, like a soft, fleshy white silkworm.
He felt that there was a hot qi slowly ascending from the lower part of his body to the lower abdomen dantian.
He tentatively sighed and kissed Sun Lingwei's cherry lips. In the quiet room, there are only the shadows of the flickering lights and the moonlight that incomprehensibly passes through the pavilion.
"Hmm-" Sun Ling let out a slightly enjoyable moan, a wonderful hum that broke the silence of the night.
Zhu Zhanji only felt that the upward heat from between his hips and legs swept through his body in an instant.
His desire came up, he seemed to be caught in a burning flame, hot but unstoppable, and he didn't know where he was, and it had been years at this time.
"Shhh
So, Sun Ling was slightly intoxicated by his gentleness, and suppressed a low hum.
They hugged and separated, parted and embraced. His body overlapped hers, and her sweat overlapped his.
It's like walking together on a summer day with thunderstorms, and it's cool after the heat; It is like walking together in the spring when a hundred flowers are blooming, with moisturizing and silent spring rain and warm spring breeze.
That kind of fish and water joy is really addictive.
It may be too hot, and the moon shadow outside the terrace of the Spring and Temple also shyly pulled a trace of dark clouds to block his fiery peeping.
"Brother Zhanji, you just called Hong'er's name."
Sun Lingwei, who was under Zhu Zhanji, suddenly said coldly.
"Really? Maybe a slip of the tongue? Zhu Zhanji, who was charging Sun Lingwei again and again, suddenly seemed to be cramped by something, and he was stunned for a moment.
Sun Lingwei felt that Zhu Zhanji, who was lying on his body, was stunned for a moment.
"Sister Hong'er, where are you going and what are you doing?" Sun Lingwei asked again unwillingly.
"Sister Micro. I'm angry that you're ruining your fun like this, but today is our big day. ”
Zhu Zhanji was half coquettish and half angry.
"Good, good."
So Sun Lingwei hugged Zhu Zhanji, pinched his nails in his strong skin, closed his eyes, and tried to meet the fierce collision of Zhu Zhanji's strong and powerful body.
For a long time, just when Sun Lingwei felt that he and Zhu Zhanji were truly water-** melting, and their spirits were flying together, and they became one, Zhu Zhanji suddenly slipped off her body.
Sun Ling vaguely felt that something was wrong. But she couldn't talk about it.
"Brother Zhanji-" Sun Ling stopped talking slightly.
"Huh?" Zhu Zhanji looked at her gently. In this winter, a few strands of his sweaty long hair hung down, sticking together with Sun Ling, entangled with each other.
Looking at his gentle eyes, Sun Lingwei felt that there was nothing strange anymore.
She gently helped Zhu Zhanji separate her hair that was entwined with herself, and said gently: "Go to sleep, it's not early." Tomorrow, you have to go to the emperor with Sister Hu to meet the emperor. ”
"Yes." Zhu Zhanji obediently closed his eyes, feeling so sweet.
And at this moment, the moon shadow that passed the pavilion could only scatter full of dreams and wish them a good sleep......
On the morning of the fourth day, Emperor Yongle put on a leather robe and received the newlyweds in the Huagai Palace.
The deacons saluted, played the hall guide to make music, the furnishings were as usual, and the civil and military officials were wearing court clothes, and they bowed four times first.
The officials of Honglu Temple reported to the emperor, and the ministers knelt down one by one to give a speech.
First of all, Shangshu Xia Yuanji led a group of courtiers to congratulate Emperor Hexi.
Xia Yuanji said: "Shangshu Xia Yuanji and others are honored by the emperor's grandson Jiali, and the blessing of the Longchang of the Yimian Sect. The minister is overjoyed and should be congratulated. ”
Four more prostrations. After the ceremony, the emperor went to the pilgrimage hall to change his clothes and give a banquet to the ministers, such as the ceremony of the winter solstice.
Next is the celebration of the women of each palace.
Because Empress Xu had passed away first, Zhang Linglong, the nominal head of the six palaces, gave a salute.
That concubine, although she was dressed in gorgeous clothes, her face suddenly became much haggard. is only in his 30s, and he is already a little hunched and bent over.
It's just because her life in the harem is really hard. There is Wang Guifei who is holding her and holding the real power of the harem, and there are two brides, Han Xian Concubine and Huang Jieyu, who are favored by the emperor.
Her existence is nothing more than an ornament.
No matter how good her psychological quality is, it will be difficult to endure the years of being a puppet like this.
Concubine Hu and Concubine Sun looked at the haggard of this Zhang Guifei and felt afraid.
Sun Lingwei watched how Zhang Guifei favored the harem at the beginning, and now she is in such a field;
Although Hu Shanxiang has not experienced it personally, Hu Shanwei, the sister of Shanggong, has already told her about the situation in the palace one by one.
It turns out that the women of the harem, no matter how honored you are that day, once you lose your favor, you will become such a field.
Zhang Guifei led the concubines of the six palaces, and addressed the emperor in an emotionless voice: Concubine Zhang Linglong and others respectfully serve the emperor's grandson Jiali, and the blessing of Longchang of the Mianzong Society. The concubine is overjoyed, and she should celebrate.
Next is the celebration of the wife. Headed by Mrs. Peng Chengbo, Mrs. Peng Chengbo said: "Mrs. Peng Chengbo, Marquis of Pengcheng, Mrs. Zhang Lin, and Mrs. Peng Chengbo are respectful to the emperor's grandson, and the blessing of Longchang of the Yimian Sect Society. The courtiers were overjoyed and congratulated.
After the ceremony. The women's banquet was given by Zhang Guifei. (To be continued.) )