Shen Ruoyu was poured a total of more than a dozen glasses of wine at the wedding banquet. The amount of alcohol he drinks is not small, but every time the ** incense is in his abdomen, it makes his stomach hurt unbearably and unspeakably bitter. Later, Zhu Di saw that his face was full of peach blossoms, and he was uncomfortable to sit up, so he could only lie on the table with his head in his hands, thinking that he was too drunk, and he was afraid that he would not be able to go home and not be able to cave the room, so he ordered that he was not allowed to toast Yi Binlang at the table.

Shen Ruoyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he found an excuse to run to a place where there was no one outside, vomited wildly for a while, and almost vomited out all the liver and intestines, so that he felt more comfortable and no longer hurt. He wiped himself clean, washed his face, and scolded He Yu in his heart for being inferior, and rushed back to the banquet hall, but he didn't dare to let others see that he was very sober, for fear of being drunk again, so he could only pretend to be dizzy and continue to lie on the table softly.

During this period, Nangong Qiu was not there. The bride was locked up in her boudoir and waited for the feast to be dissolved. Shen Ruoyu thought that she must be lonely alone, but there was no way. In the heavy snow, the delicate red shadow kept drifting in front of his eyes. He remained silent. In the eyes of others, it was just that he drank too much.

The banquet was all withdrawn. Zhu Di specially ordered Ma Sanbao to escort Yibin and the county lord, as well as Lu Jiang back to Hong's hotel. Shen Ruoyu wanted to pretend to be drunk and couldn't ride a horse, so he took a carriage with Nangong Qiu and asked Luo Yang to ride his horse back.

When they sent them home, it was already night. Zaohua Street is still brightly lit, and the neighbors are still crowded outside, waiting for the bride and groom to come back, go up to join in the fun, say a few words of blessing, and then tease the bride. finally entered the door, Yuan Heng couldn't rest assured, and told Nangong Qiu to come and go, reluctant to leave. Yao Biao instructed Lu Jiang two more words before leaving. Yuan Heng finally followed Ma Sanbao and left.

There were also a few palace maids who stayed, saying that the prince and the lady had specially ordered them to stay here to serve the wedding night of the guest of honor and the county lord. Lu Jiang had no choice, all the work was robbed by them, so he had to sit aside and watch. After the bride and groom were ushered into the cave room, she could not enter, so she had no choice but to go back to her room, listen to the movement in the next room with her ears pricked up, but could not hear anything, and could not sleep, and tossed and turned in bed for a while.

After sitting down on the big red bed, Shen Ruoyu could finally take a closer look at the cute little face under the beautiful phoenix crown.

The room is full of bright red. Several palace maids were still standing aside with plates, and both of them looked at each other shyly, not daring to say a word.

After drinking a glass of wine, the palace maids finally put the plate full of melons and fruits on the table, walked out, and closed the door tightly.

Shen Ruoyu breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "This day has passed, and I am tired to death." ”

Nangong Qiu looked at him happily and kept giggling.

Shen Ruoyu looked at her and smirked, but felt that she hadn't seen enough. He pinched her face and said:

"Don't lift your head yourself, it's disobedient! Why can't you hold it back? ”

Nangong Qiu pursed his lips and said, "People are worried about you." ”

"Are you worried about me, or are you worried about the warrior who stepped forward?" Shen Ruoyu couldn't hide the jealousy in her heart, "I have to look at others before leaving." Looks more handsome than me, right? ”

Nangong Qiu's face turned red, and among the red in the room, it was actually quite red.

"What are you talking about? I thought he was weird, so I wanted to take a closer look. ”

Shen Ruoyu said: "So, I told you a long time ago that you can't be in a hurry, and now you regret it, right?" Before we have a cave room, I'll let you go, and you can go to him." I promise not to tell anyone. ”

Nangong Qiu looked at him in surprise: "Huh? Aren't we in the cave room? How to say not yet? ”

Shen Ruoxiao was slightly stunned. How could he forget that she was a girl who didn't understand anything.

His heart cooled a little. He unfastened the buckle on the bed, and the big red curtain fell and dragged it to the ground, enclosing the whole bed and isolating it from the outside space into two worlds. The candlelight of the flower candles is reflected through the curtains, a warm red.

He whispered, "Look, that's why it's called a cave room." ”

Nangong Qiu looked at the gentle red light in the small space in surprise and intoxication. She muttered:

"I don't want to go. I'm going to have sex with you. You're not going to chase me away, are you? ”

Shen Ruoyu couldn't help laughing, held her little face, and said, "Only you have my share, my little county lord." I've got to hold you in the palm of my hand, I'm afraid I'll lose it. ”

He carefully removed her phoenix crown, and only then did he see that her long ankle-length hair and braids were gone, replaced by a beautiful bun full of hairpins, coiled behind her head.

He looked at the sign of a wife in amazement, and was amazed that she had changed from a little girl to a young woman. He laughed and said:

"Qiu'er, this hairstyle is really incompatible with you."

"It took a long time for people to put it up," Nangong Qiu complained, "I've been in the palace for a few days, and I can't do anything else every day, so I'll let Niangniang teach me to practice pantou over and over again." You can't give a little encouragement. ”

Shen Ruoyu smiled: "Okay; This is called 'cloud sideburns and flowers and golden steps, and the warmth of the hibiscus tent**'. ”

Nangong Qiu's two eyes reflect the dancing candlelight, delicate and beautiful, and the blow can be broken. She took his hand and looked at his palm.

"Ruo Xiao, why are you so desperate, in fact, you can extinguish the fire with just two feet, why do you have to hold the flame with your hands? Do you have burns? ”

Shen Ruoyu smiled slightly and withdrew his hand: "You see, I have nothing." Silly girl, how can I step on your skirt, such a beautiful and clean dress, this is your wedding dress, you can only wear it once in your life; How can I defile her? You see, even fire is one of the purest and cleanest things in the world, but mud-stained shoe prints are not. Your wedding dress can leave traces of fire, but it must not leave behind the sludge that you trample on. ”

Nangong Qiu took out a jade pendant from his arms and brought it to Shen Ruoliao. A piece of fine white jade, white and flawless, carved into the shape of a jade rabbit, obediently lying on a full moon, small and exquisite, lifelike.

"This is the only relic that my mother left me," she said, "and I have been looking forward to the day when I will hang it on a person's chest with my own hands, and from then on he will be my lover for the rest of my life, and he will never be separated." Now, that day has finally come true. ”

She hung the jade rabbit on Shen Ruoyu's neck, but her eyes turned red.

"I don't even remember what my mother looked like. My mom and dad don't want me anymore. You don't want me. ”

Shen Ruoliao was not sad in her heart. He gently rubbed the jade rabbit on his neck and said softly:

"Qiu'er, you are my Mid-Autumn Festival full moon. I will stay with you all the days of my life, and I will never forsake you. If one day you get tired of me, or meet someone more suitable, and you want to leave, I won't stop you; But beyond that, there's no one or nothing that can make me let go of you. ”

They continued to talk for a while. After tossing for a day, Nangong Qiu had been in a state of excitement, and finally became sleepy at this moment. She took her hair apart, took off the bride's beautiful dress, and stripped herself from top to bottom, leaving only a small red belly pocket, and then slipped into the quilt like a slippery little fish, pestering Shen Ruoliao to tell her stories. But he was halfway through when she fell asleep.

Her long black hair spread out on the pillow, quilt, and bed, reminding him of that quiet afternoon, when she was wearing a flowing green gauze dress in the bamboo forest, like a huge and beautiful aquatic plant.

The first candle night in his life - now, of course, he believes it is the only one. On the night of the candles in his cave room, his beloved girl lay in his arms, now his wife, and circled him tightly, with a subtle and even snoring.

She is so carefree, so innocent and happy.

He lowered his head and looked at her carefully, loving that cute little face and lovely facial features more and more. He kissed her cheek and forehead, her eyes and lips gently, with extreme care and gentleness, for fear of waking her up.

But what to do, so that he will never be able to sleep.

He put his arms around her, fingers gently sliding over the back of her shoulders, caressing her smooth, delicate skin. He could only find it difficult to suppress himself, but she was already asleep.

But just now he had been waiting, waiting until she fell asleep.

What to do.

Nangong Qiu suddenly kicked and muttered something. Shen Ruoyu didn't hear clearly, leaned down and put it to her mouth.

"You're my husband," she said, and then she laughed, obviously coquettish to him in her dreams, so happy. She hugged him harder, her soft breasts pressed against his chest, and he could clearly feel the undulating curves.

For a moment, the impulse was like fire, and the entire cave seemed to be burning. Shen Ruoyu forgot what he was waiting for and why he wanted to restrain himself. He untied her embrace, leaned down and kissed her smooth shoulder, inch by inch towards her chest.

Nangong Qiu slept soundly, and her sweet smile hung on her cute dimples.

Shen Ruoyu put his hand on her belly pocket and gently slid it over the curve of her chest, cautious and a little apprehensive at the same time, as if it was a dusty holy place that could not be touched by ordinary people.

He wanted to untie the last piece of underwear he had.

Nangong Qiu didn't notice it, and continued to sound her carefree subtle snoring.