It was already very cold in the evening of late September.

The Yunshan yard, five hundred miles north of the capital, will only be colder.

As the dusk was approaching, Xu Jia strode into the tent and handed a secret letter to the man leaning against the long couch with tiger skin: "Prince, a letter from Jizhou."

After Liu Ruyi's death, the prince sent someone to Jizhou again. Xu Jia finally knew that his prince was angry with Miss Fu San. It was not that he really didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, but he didn't know when the two of them would make up. To be honest, Xu Jian would rather run to the night road to blow the fragrance at night than want the prince to smile so hard now.

Xu Jin took the letter and slowly opened it.

Everything is as usual, Fu Wan’s wedding date is approaching, and Fu Rong stays at home and does not go out.

Xu Jin took the letter and calculated the day. Today, Fu Wan was getting married.

"Go down, it's okay here." Xu Jin said lightly.

Xu Jia looked at him secretly, unable to see his happiness and anger, and plucked up his courage, "Prince, I remember, today is the day for the second girl to be happy?"

Xu Jin said softly, "Remember clearly."

Xu Jia laughed dryly, wanting to remind the prince that he could send a gift to the third girl. In a blink of an eye, he thought of the situation where Fu Rong returned the jade pendant and pearl to him that night, and temporarily changed his words: "The second girl is married, and the third girl is also getting married next year. It happens that the prince is as good as the crown, and the two happinesses are coming."

Prince Kang was not young when he got married. Compared with them, his prince married at the age of twenty, neither early nor late.

Xu Jin pulled the corner of his mouth and refused to comment, "Go down."

This time, Xu Jia didn't dare to say much and turned around and left.

Xu Jin closed his eyes.

He is the same age as Liang Tong and lives for a lifetime more than him. Now that Liang Tong is married, he is still alone.

But who made him unable to touch others?

The only thing that can be touched is such a ruthless and treacherous woman. If she had her sister, she was gentle and polite...

Too lazy to think about it anymore, Xu Jin turned around and prepared to fall asleep.

The wind blew in from some gap. Xu Jin reached out his hand in a strange way and touched the location next to him.

Empty.

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Fu Rong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

In my mind was my sister's slender figure, Liang Tong's strong figure. Fu Rong always felt that my sister was going to suffer tonight.

Feeling affectionately when she was touched by the scene, she thought of her wedding night uncontrollably.

Of course, it was not counting with Xu Jin. She had no extra thoughts except for the slightest nervousness of a strange man. However, Xu Yan was stupid, and took off her outer shirt and she burst into bleeding from her nose...

Fu Rong sighed quietly.

I don’t know who Xu Yan will marry in this life, and I don’t know if she can marry that person.

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People who are alone and unable to sleep will always have random thoughts, while those who are destined to start getting used to sleeping with others will not have that leisure.

Fu Wan sat on the couch outside. Because she had nothing to do, she could only read a book, but she couldn't open a page for a long time and looked out the window from time to time.

Her maid Bai Ting was always serving her. Seeing that she was uneasy, she whispered: "Miss, don't be anxious. My son-in-law is here to accompany the guests. It will be here in a while. My girl is tired for a day. Why not take a break first? I will wake you up when my son-in-law comes back."

Fu Wan couldn't sleep and said to the book: "I'm not anxious, I'm afraid he will be too drunk for a while and you will be hard to serve him."

Bai Ting lowered her head and smiled, not revealing her lies.

But Fu Wan went to the inner room guiltily and did not ask anyone to serve him.

The dragon and phoenix candles in the inner room have been lit. The bed tent is red and the bedding is also bright red. Fu Wan wanted to lie on the bed. When she saw the redness of the room, she suddenly remembered what her mother insisted on saying to her last night. Her face suddenly turned burning. She quickly walked to the dressing mirror and looked down. Her face turned red and looked ugly no matter how she looked.

Fu Wan covered her face and was so anxious that she was about to cry.

How do you meet people like this?

Just as he was thinking, a noise suddenly came from outside, and Bai Ting called out his son-in-law.

Logically, Fu Wan should have gone out to pick it up, but when she thought of Liang Tong slapped him in the last private meeting, Fu Wan didn't dare to go out because she was afraid of revenge in his eyes, and even more afraid of seeing the bold desire that was even more unconcealed.

I dare not meet anyone, and I want to meet someone standing here...

She was so panicked that she seemed to jump out. Fu Wan bit her lip and quickly climbed onto the bed before the man came in before putting down the tent and laying it in there to pretend to be asleep. She knew that this was like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger, but she got married and could not avoid such things. Now she came in early, even if she lit a candle, she couldn't see clearly in the gauze tent, so she was too embarrassed to avoid it.

Fu Wan felt that she was very smart.

Outside, Liang Tong came into the house drunk and didn't see his newlywed wife coming out to greet him. He was a little disappointed. When he entered the room, he saw that he had not seen his lover yet, so he was even more disappointed. He drove away the maid and opened the curtains in the inner room. He still didn't see anyone. He was about to shout, but found that the bed tent had been put down.

Is this going to bed first?

As if she was afraid of disturbing her wife's dream, Liang Tong held her breath and focused her mind to get close to the bed. She finally saw a moving long bulge arched on the red quilt inside, with the highest in the middle and collapsed on both sides. The curve was not obvious because of the shoulders above, and the long legs below...

His breathing suddenly became heavier.

But he did not rush in, but went to the west room to take a bath. Last night, after trying the wedding robe, the old man called him into the study for a while, saying that he had to wash his wife after getting married, so as not to get the stench that the girl like a flower would be smoldered.

Liang Tong agreed happily. He always knew that he was not worthy of Fu Wan. She was a fairy in the flowers. He was just a rough man who liked to dance with swords and guns. It was a great luck to marry Fu Wan. Of course, he had to be careful to raise it. Studying things that require talent cannot be forced. If you can't even do something like taking a bath and getting rid of the smell, then he would probably not be able to make her really fall in love with him in this life.

For this reason, Liang Tong soaked in the bathtub for two quarters of an hour, rubbing all over his body and toes. If he hadn't been afraid that the maids would make a joke when they came in to clean up later, he would have wanted to put some of the remaining petals next to him in the water and add some fragrance to himself...

After washing, Liang Tong returned to the inner room with only a pair of mid-trousers.

Fu Wan knew that Liang Tong would not go out this time, so she shrank nervously.

"Wanwan, I'm back, are you awake?" Liang Tong sat cross-legged on the bed, shaking the little girl's arms through the quilt. She was sixteen years old and was not young, but in Liang Tong's eyes, the sweetheart who reached his shoulders was the little girl, the kind he could easily lift it up.

I don’t know if it was because he had just taken a shower or because he was already hot, but Fu Wan only felt that as soon as Liang Tong came in, the bed tent seemed to be a little hotter than before, especially his arms, even though they were separated by pajamas and quilts, the place he touched was still hot, and he couldn’t help but shrink his body again.

Liang Tong discovered it and blinked unexpectedly.

He didn't expect Fu Wan to pretend to be asleep. In his eyes, she is a real lady of a noble family, and she respects politely everywhere, but a lady of a noble family can also deceive people?

"Wanwan, wake up, I have something to tell you." Liang Tong shook the little girl again. Seeing that she still didn't respond, she pulled her big hand and threw the quilt to the foot of the bed. Fu Wan screamed in shock and wanted to grab the quilt back, but was easily carried on her legs like Liang Tong caught a rabbit. Fu Wan didn't dare to look at him, so she had to drill into his arms. Unexpectedly, she directly hit the man's strong chest and hurriedly covered her face with her hands in shame.

Liang Tong was happy when he saw it, "What are you doing with your face covering?"

Fu Wan ignored him and wanted to break free, and then she felt... Something grew rapidly like mushrooms after a rain. It was so weird. When she was stunned, the scene she saw in the booklet last night was inexplicably revealed in her mind.

It turns out that the drawings on the booklet are not exaggerated at all...

Fu Wan was so scared that she didn't dare to move anymore.

Liang Tong knew that she had discovered it, and was a little embarrassed. He pretended to be calm and pulled her hand, "Show me."

Fu Wan was not as strong as him and could not refuse, so she closed her eyes nervously.

"Wanwan, you are so beautiful." Liang Tong praised clumsyly.

Fu Wan didn't speak.

Liang Tong swallowed, his eyes lingering back and forth on her beautiful face, trembling eyelashes and rosy lips, and said hoarsely: "Wanwan, we didn't get married at that time. I kiss you, you hit me. Now, we have already worshipped, can I kiss you, right?"

Fu Wan wanted to say no, knowing that he would not listen, she had no reason to refuse him to kiss him, but if he didn't speak, would he misunderstand it as a default?

When hesitated, he felt that he was approaching. Fu Wan opened her eyes in surprise. At the same time, Liang Tong's lips were already pressed against hers.

She went to grab his arm nervously.

The arm was strong and tense, as if it was hidden in endless power, which made her loose immediately.

"Stop, stop, you, don't you have something to say to me?" I realized that something was getting worse and wrong with the man, Fu Wan rushed to persuade Liang when he was approaching her ear, looking blankly at the top of the bed, and turning his head to hide from him.

"Let's talk about it later, Wanwan, you are so beautiful, I dream of this." Liang Tong wanted to put the little girl on the bedding, but he was reluctant to part with her, so he simply fell down slowly together.

"You talk first, I want to hear you." Fu Wan held her clothes tightly and refused to let him pull it.

"But I don't want to say it now." Liang Tong stopped there. Seeing that she refused to let go, he went to pull her skirt instead.

Fu Wan hurriedly covered her skirt again, trying to guard two places, but she didn't hold on either place. In a short while, she was like a glutinous rice dumpling that had peeled off her leaves, completely exposed in front of Liang Tong. Liang Tong didn't want her lover to suffer a loss, so she took advantage of her face to cover her face and took a look at the two of them, smiled and joked: "Wanwan, look, you seem to be white rice, I am Mailier."

Fu Wan was so embarrassed that she was about to cry: "Stop talking..."

Liang Tong didn't want to waste his time anymore. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and lowered his head to taste his candied dates and rice dumplings.

In the warm room, the daughter's Jiaojiao begged gradually, as if she had met an unreasonable partner, begging him to be obedient. Not only did he not listen, he bullied her more and more. The little girl was scared to tears. He was finally willing to coax people, but when she relaxed her vigilance, she was serious.

The shelf bed shook lightly.

There was no sound in the gauze tent.

Just when the cold-resistant autumn insects outside the window thought that the night had finally returned to tranquility, the bed shook again, and the crying sounds came out again.

It took a while to rest.

"Wanwan, Wanwan..."

Liang Tong didn't know how to describe his satisfaction. He held on Fu Wan and lowered his head to kiss her tears that had not dried on her face, "Wanwan, don't cry, I'll tell you a good news. My grandfather told my father that I would take you here and ask you to take care of me in the capital this time. Wanwan, when we arrived in the capital, we were the only ones at home. Do you like it?"

Fu Wan's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes to look at him, "Really?"

She was finally willing to speak, and Liang Tong nodded quickly: "Really, how could I lie to you?"

After finishing his words, he found that his wife's expression changed drastically. Liang Tong knew that he had made a mistake and begged embarrassedly: "I didn't count just now, I, I don't know you..."

"Go out!" Thinking of the guilt I just suffered, Fu Wan cried and scolded.

Liang Tong was afraid of her tears and hurriedly left her.

Fu Wan turned around and cried, feeling wronged for some reason, she was obviously happy and was happy to be able to go to Beijing with her husband.
Chapter completed!