In the early morning of the next day, Meng Zihao was half-asleep and half-awake, only to feel sore, extremely tired.

How can you be so tired!

Meng Zihao thought groggily when he suddenly felt someone gently wiping his forehead with a warm towel.

Mencius felt tired and immediately woke up.

Meng Zihao opened his eyes and saw that his eyes met a pair of eyes as clear as a spring.

At this moment, these clear eyes were staring at Meng Zihao with concern, bowing his head and gently wiping Meng Zihao's forehead with a warm towel.

This figure, this face, is indescribably beautiful in the flickering candlelight.

It's Miss Zhang, Miss Zhang is really resurrected!

It's not a dream.

Meng Zihao held Miss Zhang's small hands with his backhand.

Miss Zhang's hands are as white as jade and as soft as boneless.

Meng Zihao's heart beat wildly, and he couldn't help trembling and asked, "Yulan, is it really you, are you really resurrected, I'm not dreaming." ”

When Miss Zhang saw that Meng Zihao had woken up, she smiled gently, and her concern was palpable.

Miss Zhang said, "Xianggong-----, you woke up, of course you are not dreaming, you touch my face, and then touch my body, is it warm and soft." ”

Miss Zhang said as she picked up Meng Zihao's hand and put it on her chest.

Meng Zihao trembled and slid his hand from Miss Zhang's towering chest to every inch of her skin.

Carefully feel the beating of Miss Zhang's chest, and carefully listen to Miss Zhang's even breathing!

Feel the comfort, peace of mind and excitement brought by caressing Miss Zhang's warm and elastic skin.

Miss Zhang is really resurrected, and Meng Zihao is so excited that he can't help himself!

finally couldn't help but turn over and press Miss Zhang under him, biting Miss Zhang's ear and saying, "Lady, now we can finally be together for the rest of our lives, and we will never be separated again."

Today is our newlywed's big day, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, we have wasted a lot of money tonight, now we will hurry up to make up for the gift of husband and wife. ”

Miss Zhang's face was flushed with shame, and she struggled weakly under Meng Zihao and said, "Xianggong---, it's almost dawn, let's do it another day." ”

Meng Zihao stretched out his hand and took away Miss Zhang's clothes, and coaxed softly, "Lady, don't move."

Of course, the wedding ceremony must be completed on the wedding night, and this matter cannot be postponed until tomorrow, tomorrow will have tomorrow's affairs. ”

"Alas, Xianggong, you just exchanged ten years of youth for my life, I'm afraid you won't be physically exhausted."

"Whoever said I was physically exhausted, I'll prove it to you now, and I don't look like a tiger."

"Alas----, alas---, Xianggong, you are so bad-----。"

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The two had a lot of lingering affection, and it was not until the day was completely bright that they got up happily and changed their clothes to thank the emperor.

Miss Zhang was worried that Meng Zihao would overdraw her strength, so she fed the ginseng soup that had been prepared to Meng Zihao one bite at a time.

Meng Zihao drank the ginseng soup, finished washing, and went to the mirror to take a look, although there were a few more wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, he was full of energy and had a good complexion.

And Miss Zhang is becoming more and more charming and moving.

Mencius happily took Miss Zhang's hand to visit his mother, only to be so happy that the old man chanted Buddha again and again.

Meng Zihao and Miss Zhang eventually became married, and happiness returned to happiness, but the burden on their shoulders was very heavy.

Madame Huang was worried about her son Huang Qing, and the brotherhood between Gao Gonggong and General Huang was born, and she took Madame Huang on a journey to find Huang Qing.

Miss Zhang and Meng Zihao had the heart to go together to find Huang Qing and go to Leiyin Temple to be grateful for the dust, but Meng Zihao had just taken office and was busy with business, so he couldn't be separated.

Moreover, Wuchen's identity has not been disclosed, and it is inconvenient for Meng Zihao and Miss Zhang to disturb.

The news of Miss Zhang's resurrection from the dead did not go away, and the matter reached the ears of the black-faced marshal, who was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

How can I bear this tone, although Miss Zhang has not officially come to the door and visited the black-faced marshal, but the black-faced marshal has given a dowry.

The black-faced marshal thought hatefully, what I can't get, no one can think of it, Meng Zihao, Zhang Yulan, I see how long you can be proud and happy.

And this damn faint gentleman, knowing that I was already engaged to Miss Zhang, but I still wanted to give Miss Zhang to Meng Zihao in marriage.

Isn't this slapping me in the face and insulting me, how can I still have the face to face the civil and military officials in the future, I must avenge this revenge.

The black-faced marshal secretly went to the back mountain to find the demon old man with a stomach full of resentment.