Shen Ning raised her eyebrows: "I will regret it if I don't marry you."
In the eyes of everyone, Mo Chuan, the emperor, was aloof, enjoying the honor of the world and being respected by his subjects, but she knew how hard and tiring it was for him to be the emperor.
By marrying him, she may not be able to share his glory, she may have to accept a lot of doubts and censures, and there are many unknown storms and waves, but she is not afraid of any of them!
She had already made up her mind, and she was determined to follow him, through fire and water.
No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are in the future, she must go to the end.
"Okay, then I will marry you. You will be my only wife in this life, and I will never let you down!" He said firmly, every word precise.
She just looked at him and smiled.
The two people bowed to heaven and earth amid the old man's praise, and then were sent to the wedding room.
Because it was arranged in a hurry, a piece of red paper was pasted in the east and a piece of red cloth hung in the west of the wedding room, which looked a bit messy. Although it was messy, it also added a lot of joy.
Especially when they saw the simple wooden bed covered with a bright red quilt, both of them couldn't help but blush and their hearts beat faster.
The old man and the mother-in-law moved a pair of burning wedding candles into the room, placed them on the low table in front of the bed, and brought over several plates of wine and food.
"You two are very happy today. This bedding is the one we used when we got married. It has been washed and washed. Don't dislike it. There is wine and food here. You two have had a rest long ago. A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so we two old men and old women will not disturb you young couple!"
After the two of them finished talking with smiles, they left the room and closed the door for them.
They consciously became a good match, and they were both full of joy. They went back to the room to talk and recall the scene when they first got married.
The room was filled with red candles. Mo Chuan and Shen Ning were wearing bright red wedding clothes, sitting opposite each other at the table.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the faces of the two people red.
Mo Chuan's heart was pounding, his palms were sweating, and his waist was as straight as a green pine, motionless.
Although he was still expressionless as always, Shen Ning could tell from the subtle expressions on his face that his whole body was as nervous as a taut bow.
He didn't even dare to look at Shen Ning. From the moment the old couple left the room, his eyes had been staring at the shabby wooden table, as if a flower had bloomed on the table, and it seemed that he was The person sitting opposite him was not his beloved girl, but a man-eating tiger.
Shen Ning kept holding her chin with her hand, looking at him for a moment, the more she looked, the more she wanted to laugh.
How could this Mo Chuan be so cute!
She held back her laughter, stood up, poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Mo Chuan, and said with a smile: "Mo Chuan, let's have a drink together?"
As soon as she stood up, Mo Chuan raised his eyes and stared at her.
But when he heard the words "have a glass of wine", his face, which was already red to the ears, became even redder, his eyebrows twitched, and he stared at her almost in disbelief.
She... How could she even know how to drink a glass of wine!
Why is she not as shy as the bride
She actually poured him wine as if nothing had happened!
"What's wrong, is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me so strangely?" Shen Ning asked, openly and naturally, but with a slight blush on her face.