"You ......"

"I ......" both of them spoke at the same time, and at the same time they were talking about the words.

Yu Jinghuan straightened her somewhat messy bun, and when she turned her head, she saw He Zheng standing aside and staring at her dotingly.

Even though I knew that I was married to him, I still couldn't believe it as if the first time I saw him was yesterday.

Even He Zheng didn't expect that just a little thing that he glanced at would eat into his stomach so quickly.

For a moment, he sighed a little, is this God's compensation for him?

Under the reddish candlelight, the bride's cheeks seemed to reflect the morning glow, and they were like ripe apples, which were even more delicate than the one in her hand.

"You're beautiful today." He said this from the bottom of his heart.

Although the girl in front of her has not fully grown up, she has the most beautiful time in her life.

But just such a red wedding robe is already comparable to a beauty in his eyes.

Yu Jinghuan blushed slightly, and her eyes turned to the glass of wine on the table that she hadn't drunk yet.

He Zheng followed her gaze, his eyes were a little funny, looked at the two glasses of wine and said, "Is it a little early to drink now?" ”

The courtyard of the new house is very quiet, and even the sound of frogs chirping outside the window can be heard.

The front yard was a lively scene, drunk and drunk, still shouting loudly and drinking with people all night.

On the other side of the wedding room, Yu Jinghuan looked at the person in front of her expectantly, and He Zheng finally indulged in such a gaze.

She brought over two glasses of wine with her own hands, one was handed to Yu Jinghuan, and one was pinched in her hand.

According to the matchmaker, the matchmaker said that this is a combination of wine.

It is necessary to exchange a drink, and this combination of wine symbolizes that the two people drink this wine, as if they are one.

Yu Jinghuan raised the quilt with a flushed face, she and He Zheng were close to each other, the wine glasses in their hands exchanged with each other, and slowly flowed down the entrance.

Sweet but not greasy, not like the ordinary liquor that pierces the throat.

The clouds around the moon slowly moved closer to it, as if they knew something.

The sound of cicadas outside slowly changed, and it became smaller, and there was silence in the room, and then there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Qin Qi listened to the movement coming from the room, and held the small notebook tightly in his hand.

Time seemed to be slowly quieting down, except for the inhumane love in the curtains.

The next day, the sun was three poles, and the prince stayed in He Zheng's house as expected.

Because I drank too much last night, I couldn't even walk steadily, and I fell asleep on the ground.

The ministers also got into the carriage back to their homes in the middle of the night, and even the next day was almost late.

The emperor was considerate of the prince and did not ask him to go to court the next day.

When He Zheng woke up, Yu Jinghuan hadn't woken up yet.

He looked at the other party's tired sleeping face, and dropped a kiss on his forehead with some distress.

Then he gently got up from her side.

The maid guarding the door heard the movement and walked in.

He Zheng raised his index finger to his mouth and motioned for her not to make a movement.

The maid nodded, and then quietly recruited someone to bring hot water for washing.

He got dressed and headed for the kitchen.

According to the rules, he and Yu Jinghuan should enter the palace to thank him, but the emperor was considerate of the newlyweds.

So I postponed it for another day to enter the palace for an audience, and even a stubborn and pedantic person like the Queen Mother agreed to this proposal.

The time for lunch has passed.

Yu Jinghuan was woken up by hunger, and when she opened her eyes, she was red beams, which was different from her boudoir.

Only then did she remember what happened last night, just a little bit, which made her shyly cover her face with her hands.

The whole person shrank in the quilt, and suddenly felt that the side was empty, and she turned her head to see that there was no one next to her.

What about He Zheng, where are the others.

Yu Jinghuan was a little surprised, she didn't care about being shy, she sat up from the bed, and looked around with her eyes a little blank.

He was not found.

I don't know why I'm a little disappointed.

At this time, the door suddenly rang, and He Zheng walked in from outside with a bowl of hot porridge.

He put the porridge in the place where the wine was put last night, and then gently grabbed Yu Jinghuan's hand and said, "Madame woke up." ”

Yu Jinghuan held his big hands between meals, nodded and said, "What did you just do, how long did you wake up?" ”

She didn't even notice anyone around her get up.

Yu Jinghuan's pajamas were originally very shallow, and if there was any disturbance, it would wake her up.

He Zheng looked at her with a look of pity, stretched out his hand and touched her face, and said: "I worked hard for you last night, you slept deeply, I didn't call you when I got up, and I got up at lunchtime." ”

Yu Jinghuan nodded.

When I heard him say that it was hard, there was something in my eyes that I wanted to dodge.

He Zheng chuckled lightly, took the porridge on the cabinet next to him, scooped a spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew it.

After tasting a little bit of the temperature, he sent it to her and said, "I boiled some porridge in the kitchen, can you taste it?" ”

She was a little surprised that the other party would cook it herself.

Looking at the hot porridge, the corners of Yu Jinghuan's mouth hooked up a smile.

She slowly approached, suddenly felt some soreness in her waist, frowned, and curled up again.

He Zheng naturally noticed the abnormality of her body, and suddenly regretted a little, why was she so unreserved last night, making the little thing uncomfortable.

He put the porridge aside and gently lifted the quilt, but was held down by Yu Jinghuan.

She was like a frightened little fox, staring at He Zheng with wide eyes and saying, "What are you doing?" ”

He Zheng chuckled and said, "We are already husband and wife in the round house, why do you bother to pay attention to these things with me." ”

Yu Jinghuan was a little caught off guard by his words for a while, but she still grabbed the corner of the quilt desperately, just not letting it open.

He Zheng sighed a little helplessly and said, "I'll help you rub it and don't do anything else." ”

Yu Jinghuan resisted the demand and finally agreed.

He Zheng hugged her in his arms, his hand gently floated up, and his soft waist was slowly kneaded.

Yu Jinghuan's face was like boiling water, and she shrank in his arms with some hot red.

After a while, she held He Zheng's hand, "Okay, it's not too sour." ”

He Zheng let go a little reluctantly, and took the bowl next to him and sent it over spoonful by spoonful.

Unexpectedly, the small porridge he made himself tasted quite good.

At least Yu Jinghuan has some appetizing appetite when she eats it in her mouth.

The two of them had such a tacit understanding that one fed the other and the other ate, and half an hour was consumed in a while.

The sun outside was still very soft.

After He Zheng finished feeding, he curled up on the bed with Yu Jinghuan, enjoying the warmth in the quilt and the beauties around him.

Yu Jinghuan gently took his hand in the quilt, with a gentle look on her face.