Chapter 3 Acacia Wine

Now that the matter has been explained clearly, it seems to be much easier to get along, Chu Beige buried the guilt in his heart, and could only think about being better to her in the future. The two chatted briefly for a while, such as Liu Yue's name because when she was born, there was just a bend of Liu Yue hanging on the branch. For example, how Chu Beige was named the king of Anjun. Unconsciously said a lot, Chu Beige found that the gentle woman in front of him was not the ordinary boudoir daughter he imagined, she had read a lot of books, astronomy and geography, wild history and miscellaneous conversations, poetry and songs, literati and, and even the historical art of war that she was best at, she could even explore one or two with herself, maybe the days of getting along in the future would not be so boring.

It's almost cleaned up, and at the beginning of the month, I cut the wick of the red candle burned, and the red candle can burn until tomorrow morning, and the bride should cut it before going to bed, for a long time? Looking at the acacia pillow, I still feel a little shy, although Xi Po has already talked about what will happen on the wedding night, but thinking about the picture that makes my face red, my heart still beats faster for no reason. Quietly lay inside, shrunk himself into a small ball as much as possible, and tried to calm his mood, but he found that he seemed to be unable to calm down no matter what, touched his face, was slightly hot, turned sideways, turned his back to the direction of Chu Beige, and gathered the quilt.

Chu Beige drank the last glass of wine, felt a little dizzy, a little drunk? I don't think I drank much. Slowly walk to the window and put down the red curtain. The abnormal dizziness, as well as the signal from somewhere in the body, have clearly shown that he now has a desperate desire, turned around, turned his back to the moon, and tried to suppress the evil fire in his body with his internal strength, unconsciously a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his breathing was a little unnatural.

"What's wrong with you?" The moon naturally sensed that something was wrong with him, and did not answer, so the moon turned over and raised his forearm to look at him.

A faint fragrance wafted into Bei Ge's nose, and the desire that had just been controlled seemed to have been sparked by the wind, and it immediately burned all over his body.

The light yarn dances, the spring light is charming, and a willow moon hangs on the branches.

"Chu'er, do you blame me?"

"Won't"

The next morning, when I woke up at the beginning of the month, Beige was no longer there, turned over, felt a pain in my body, my face was slightly hot, and when I opened the veil tent, it was another sunny day.

Haitang heard movement in the house, and asked softly outside the door, "Miss, are you up?" ”。 Tidy up his clothes, and let Begonia come in and clean up. When Xi Po saw that the door of the room was open, she sent someone in and took away the white handkerchief, and when she looked at the bright red on the white handkerchief, she said some words of joy and rewarded some silver. This is the last job of Xi Po, take the white handkerchief to the old lady to reply, and she can take the reward money and leave.

Comb red makeup, get married to the day of returning home, the bride must be red clothes, in fact, she likes some beautiful and plain clothes, but everything is auspicious, so she changed into a red dress, casually pulled a bun, and heard Narcissus walk in, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand and said: "Miss, my aunt ordered to make lily lotus seed porridge in the morning, you eat it first, you have to go to the tea later, you have to eat breakfast with the lord and the old lady."

"Well, I know" said, inserting a jasper hairpin, feeling that it didn't seem to be appropriate, picked up a golden phoenix's step shake, and took the porridge, is this what Chu Beige ordered? He also knew that. Lily lotus seed porridge, as the name suggests, is the meaning of a hundred years of good harmony and early birth of a noble son. Looking at Begonia and Narcissus looking expectant, she could only smile helplessly. When this bowl of porridge was about to be drunk, Chu Beige came back, and the two of them were blushing as soon as they met, and the two maids who watched it were in their hearts, who said that there is no happiness in arranged marriages, looking at Miss and Uncle This is simply a love match.

Tea, change your mouth, eat breakfast, at the beginning of the month, General Chu and Mrs. Chu were very liked, maybe such a kind and gentle girl should indeed be liked and loved, thinking of this, Chu Beige felt that he had delayed others in vain.