The door of the inner room opened with a creak, and Qingxi and the others bowed and said, "Lang Jun."
Lu Yan nodded lightly, and the maids stepped back silently.
The man was dressed in a brocade robe with a scarlet nine-fold golden silk pattern, a golden crown with beaded patterns on his head, and a white jade belt around his waist. The candlelight flickered. Lu Yan's cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, and he looked quite tired. But she narrowed her eyes to see the bride's appearance, but she was extraordinarily charming.
Lu Saburo's face is really hard to pick.
He stretched out his hand and pulled Shen Zhen up, lowered his head, sprayed hot air in her ear and said, "Madam, change my clothes for me."
Shen Zhen blushed at his scorching tone, her white and slender hands skillfully wrapped around his waist, and with a click, untied the girdle for him. These movements are all taught by him.
Shen Zhen raised his head very naturally and asked him, "How much did you drink?"
Lu Yan didn't answer, there was only a smile on the corner of his mouth, even if he had already drank a bowl of hangover soup outside, he still couldn't resist this enchanting candle night.
Shen Zhen continued to change his clothes, half faded, the man's iron-like arm clamped her body, and for a moment, the red apron with the pattern of flowers and plants in the bird's mouth fell on the ground, and his gaze moved down, it was a smooth and jade-like ankle.
The two rolled onto the couch with ease.
Lu Yan turned over her body and kissed her back. Shen Zhen couldn't help but let out an "um", causing Lu Yan to bite her on the shoulder.
If the shoulders are cut, the waist is like a bundle, the neck is extended and the neck is beautiful, and the quality is exposed.
Pathetic everywhere.
Shen Zhen lay on the couch and whispered an adult.
The drunken man's hands were somewhat out of control, and his palms slid down his back, hitting the little girl's confusing arc with a slap.
It's not heavy either, but it's just unspeakably heart-pounding.
"Call me what?"
Desperate for survival, Shen Zhen immediately changed his tune, "Lang Jun."
He looked down, and reached out to probe.
Yanli's delicate stamens couldn't stand being crushed, and burst into bloom. Lu Yan's Adam's apple slipped, her eyes darkened, and she whispered, "Zhen Zhen."
When the man called her name in such a tone, it was almost the same as asking her if she was ready.
However, at this moment, the little girl suddenly turned around.
Looking at each other, Lu Yan said, "What's wrong?"
Xu Shi was really ashamed to speak, and Shen Zhen tucked the hair on his temples a little artificially, "Lang Jun, come here."
It has to be said that Shen Zhen's delicate and soft voice aroused Lang Jun, and it was really sweet, and Lu Yan leaned forward as a kind-hearted person.
Shen Zhen pulled his arm and said softly, "Come here, Mr. Lang."
Shen Zhen finally caught this man's ear, she clenched her fist and said, "I want to lie down."
Lord Lu was taken aback.
Above, below, standing, lying, kneeling, and vacating, she always listened to herself. This was the first time she spoke up.
Lu Yan bit her lip and whispered, "Do you like to lie down?"
Shen Zhen said: "Aunt Xu told me that it is easy to get pregnant that way." She really likes to lie down, but she is embarrassed to say that it is fortunate that she has such a fig leaf.
Hearing this, Lord Lu looked down at her tender and tender belly, and couldn't help rubbing it with her hand, imagining that it would swell up a little bit, which was really desirable.
Immediately, the man held her jade feet and lifted them up...
Shen Zhen thought that what they did tonight was a serious thing, a serious thing, just once.
But how can a man who "seeks nectar for a long time" easily put away his greed? In the dark night, the movement inside was still unstoppable, and Tangyue and Qingxi, who were vigilant at night, were red-faced.
After an unknown amount of time, tears hung on Shen Zhen's eyelashes, and Lu Yan bowed his head and kissed, "I'll take it easy, don't cry."
The helpless little girl, holding her numb legs, flashed the words of the eldest and second sisters in her ears.
Shen Zhen was thinking about the tea ceremony tomorrow, and hooked his neck suddenly, and said softly: "Lang Jun, bloated."
Lu Yan's back froze, and he said dumbly, "What?"
Shen Zhenxuan looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Bloat."
The man frowned, his heart beat faster, but Shen Zhen suddenly closed his eyes, hugged his neck and shook him and said, "Lang Jun, you hurt me..."
As soon as the words fell, Lu Yan surrendered, he took a deep breath and left abruptly.
Shen Zhen was afraid of revealing the contents, so she closed her eyes and rubbed twice in his arms.
Lu Yan whispered, "It still hurts?"
Shen Zhen took his hand, "It's better."
"I'll take you to the clean room." After that, he picked up the person.
From the inner room to the clean room, in just a few short steps, Shen Zhen suddenly remembered the first night they really spent in Chengyuan.
That night, after he let go of her waist, he went to the clean room alone. When he returned, his eyes were frightening, as if he was dissatisfied. After lying down, he never touched him again.
She stared at his back for a long time.
I remember that day, she was very sad.
It's sad that what she once thought she would have, has all become a bubble, one has no bridal chamber, two has no flower candles, three has no Langjun...
Now, he is her husband.
Thoughts come back.
When the two returned from the clean room, Shen Zhen's eyes fell on the flickering flower candle, and she raised her head and pecked the man's chin.
Lu Yan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, covered her with the quilt, and embraced her in his arms.
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the next day.
As soon as the morning light came in, Shen Zhen opened her eyes, the word "Bride" was pressed on her head, and she hurried to shoot Lu Yan.
Lu Yan rubbed his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
Shen Zhen's eyes were a little nervous, and she whispered, "I'm going to see my uncle and aunt today."
"No hurry, it's still early." Lu Yan slowly opened his eyes.
Shen Zhen got up and dressed, while playing with her messy hair, she said, "We have to get there first..."
Knowing that she always obeyed the rules, Lu Yan sat up directly. Shen Zhen called Qingxi to put on her makeup, and then quickly sorted herself out.
Looking at her neat movements, Lu Yan couldn't help but chuckle.
With yesterday, she really tossed herself.
Lu Yan held her waist with one hand, and was about to take her to serve tea to the eldest princess. Along the way, the little girl kept telling him that if there were too many people, remember to remind her.
Lu Yan said with a smile.
On March 18th, the weather was sunny and sunny.
Old Madam Lu saw Lu Yan's caring look at the bride, her eyes crooked with laughter, and before Shen Zhen entered the room, she patted Princess Jing'an's hand and teased in a low voice, "I didn't think so, Saburo's donkey temper is so unexpected. It hurts my daughter-in-law."
Princess Jing'an followed with a smile, but said in her heart, if someone who has spent a lot of effort to marry into the door doesn't know it hurts, then he is really helpless.
The newlyweds put on their skirts and entered the door.
Needless to say Shen Sanniang's appearance, most of the people in the room have seen her, even if they have seen her, they know the Shen family daughter's famous name in Chang'an.
Shen Zhen's beauty is pure and soft, her eyes are piercing, and the flowing waves are as clear as a clear spring. A perfect match, an indescribable match.
Lu Yan stepped forward and said, "Say hello to grandma."
Shen Zhen bowed and called her grandmother.
Mrs. Lu responded with a smile.
Turning to Duke Zhen Guo and Princess Jing'an, she called A-Niang and Aye instead. Shen Zhen turned around and took the tray in Qingxi's hand and handed it to Princess Jing'an.
On the tray are dates, chestnuts and jerky marinated with ginger and cinnamon. This is what it means to have a child early and set up a family early.
Duke Zhen Guo and the eldest princess returned a glass of wine to Shen Zhen.
After salute to my uncle and aunt, Shen Zhen followed Lu Yan to salute the elders of the other two rooms. Lu Yan called, and she followed.
Finally, he went to the ancestral hall in the mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo to give incense to his ancestors.
As soon as Shen Zhen left, the female dependents instantly fried the pot. Lu Heng pushed Lu Wei with his elbow, and whispered, "Have you seen the mark on the root of the third sister-in-law's neck?" God knows, Shen Zhen threw two layers of fat powder.
Lu Yan blushed and couldn't help but said, "I thought the third brother wasn't that kind of..." Heavy desire.
Lu Heng sighed, "Tsk, don't say it, Shen San is really good-looking, no wonder Sun Mi used to slander her, and said that she was an outer room for someone..."
Before he could sigh, Mrs Wen slapped Lu Heng on the head, "Are you still a girl?"
Lu Heng wailed, "Auntie, why do you keep hitting me?"
Wen said, "Why didn't you say that in front of your third brother?"
Lu Heng said of course: "I'm not stupid either."
Hearing this, Mrs Wen became angry, "I have to take care of you today..."
Seeing that something was wrong, Lu Heng immediately apologized: "Mother, I mean, the third sister-in-law was wronged."
Wen grabbed her arm, "Don't chew your tongue!"
When returning to Suning Hall, it was already noon, Shen Zhen took a long breath, went back to the bronze mirror, and pulled the placket of his clothes, then turned back and glanced at the man sitting on the couch turning over a book, "They must have seen already."
Lu Yan raised his head and pretended to be puzzled: "What did you see?"
The silly girl walked over and pointed to the root of her neck to show him.
Lu Yan put his finger on it, stroked along the red mark, and looked a little heavier when he raised his head again.
Shen Zhen smelled the danger, put her fingertips around her collar, and took a step back. Lu Yan looked at her calmly, and said calmly, "Shen Zhen, come here by yourself."
Shen Zhen's heels froze.
Lu Yan patted the couch and looked at her with a smile.
The newly-married Yan Er, the spring is beautiful, and the Suning Hall, which has been deserted for several years, has become more beautiful since then.