There was an endless stream of people drinking wine at the wedding banquet, and even plain water was enough to make one's stomach bloated. What's more, some people brought their own jugs, Lu Qipei drank a few glasses, and got a little drunk.
Seeing that it was almost done, and the atmosphere at the wedding banquet was full of friends, Lu Qipei secretly rubbed his stomach and pretended to be drunk to escape.
At this time, the night was getting dark, but the whole Lu Mansion was still brightly lit. The bright red lanterns reflected the festive light, illuminating the road leading to the new house, as if to dispel the coldness of this winter night, making people feel inexplicably warm.
Lu Qipei walked briskly towards the new house, his eyes swept away inadvertently, but he caught a glimpse of something scattered in the air. She raised her hand to pick it up, but a tiny snowflake fell on her palm, but before she could feel the coldness of the snowflake, the latter was melted by the warmth of her palm and turned into a slight water stain.
It's snowing...
Lu Qipei raised his head and glanced, not knowing what to think, he was slightly stunned. But it was only for a moment, and then she came back to her senses and quickened her pace to go to the new house.
I met Qi Bo on the way, and the old housekeeper was busy for a long time because of today's wedding. He started to prepare for the wedding two months ago, and today he helped usher and send him away. Lu Qipei didn't see him all day, thinking that he was not free until now.
But even so, Lu Qipei didn't want to see him at this time, because he was probably there to spoil the scenery.
Lu Qipei was hesitating whether to come forward to say hello, but Qi Bo just stared at her from a distance, and turned away without waiting for her to come forward, which was rare and neat.
Lu Qipei looked at his old back and exhaled a little. His brain, which had been shrouded in drunkenness and the joy of getting married, suddenly calmed down at this moment—she understood that Qibo was giving her a final reminder, but she and Qi Yang Mamoto has no secrets.
I can't say melancholy or happy, all emotions have been left behind by her, only one heart is still hot.
When Lu Qipei returned to the new house, the snow outside had gradually become a trend, and it seemed that tonight was going to be the next game. At this time, the night outside was getting deeper and colder, but the new house was still warm.
Zhi Ting led a few maids waiting in the bridal room. Seeing that Lu Qipei finally came back, they all saluted and congratulated her.
Lu Qipei responded with a smile, but the smile on her face has not faded all day today. Then, without her needing to remind her, Zhi Ting consciously led a few people back, and closed the door for the two of them.
Staring at the door for two glances, nervousness suddenly enveloped the whole heart.
Lu Qipei raised his hand and touched his cheeks, which had started to heat for some time, took a deep breath, turned and walked inside.
Qi Yang was waiting for her, the heavy auspicious clothes on his body had not changed, and the bright makeup on his face had not changed. When hearing the sound and raising their eyes, the two looked at each other again, but their eyes were full of smiles, with some shyness and satisfaction.
"A Ning." Lu Qipei called out softly, as if he was afraid that his loud voice would break the dream in front of him.
Qi Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled, got up and came to her, then took her hand to the table: "Well, I'm here."
After walking two steps, Qi Yang turned his head again, as if he could smell a faint smell of alcohol. Staring at Lu Qipei's blushing face, she frowned suddenly and said, "Have you been drinking? Didn't someone change your drink?"
Lu Qipei blinked and said honestly, "I don't drink much because someone else fell."
Qi Yang nodded when he heard the words, and reached out to touch her face again. After drinking, her face became a little hot. However, Lu Qipei didn't lie. She was indeed not drunk. When she stood there and let Qi Yang touch her face, her eyes were sparkling with scorching heat.
Inexplicably, Qi Yang was a little uncomfortable when she looked at him, so he closed his eyes and said, "It's fine if you're not drunk."
After saying this, Qi Yang brought the person to the table.
There are dragon and phoenix candles burning on the table, in addition to a pot of wine and two wine cups - today the two of them still have a cup of wine to drink, and now Qi Yang poured the wine with his own hands, raised the two wine cups, and poured them out. One was handed to Lu Qipei.
The so-called Hejijiu was originally made by cutting a gourd into a wine vessel, and then connecting the handle with a thread. The husband and wife each held a scoop of drinking, which symbolized that the husband and wife were connected as one. And because the gourd has a bitter taste, the wine becomes bitter wine, which also means that the husband and wife will share weal and woe from now on.
Lu Qipei took the wine cup, and he couldn't help but have thousands of thoughts in his heart, and his gaze towards Qi Yang became a little gentler.
It's just that the wine hasn't been drunk yet, so I listened to Qi Yang's quiet voice: "The wine you owed me back then, I finally made up for it today."
These words made Lu Qipei think of his previous life, and he couldn't help but feel guilty for a while. At that time, she was not tempted by Her Royal Highness the princess, and she suddenly wanted to marry her, and she was afraid of running away. When she came back from the wedding banquet, she fell asleep drunk, not to mention drinking together, and even owed her the candle in the wedding room.
Fortunately, Qi Yang didn't say anything after that. The two held up the wine cups connected by red lines, looked at each other, and drank the wine together.
After drinking, Lu Qipei's eyes seemed to light up again, she said, "What I owe you can be made up for today."
Qi Yang finally changed out of his heavy auspicious clothes, and only wore a red uniform to wash in the interior. She still had makeup on her face, so she had to wash up first if she wanted to rest, and Lu Qipei, who was smelled of alcohol, was also rushed to wash up.
The warm water has been left for a long time, and it has become slightly cold, but it is just enough to cool down the hot cheeks when it is thrown on the face.
Qi Yang washed his face and makeup, picked up the soft cloth next to the basin and wiped his cheeks, but he couldn't help feeling a little shy and nervous. What I inadvertently remembered in my mind were Lu Qipei's words - what I owe you, I can make up for it today.
Perhaps it was because of the ambiguous occasion when he spoke, or because the eyes of the person who spoke were scorchingly bright, Qi Yang couldn't help thinking crookedly.
Well, on the wedding night, the bridal candles are not considered crooked. But as long as she thought that the two of them would make it happen, she couldn't stop shy and hesitating while her heart was boiling hot, so much that she delayed washing up for a long time.
When Qi Yang finally returned to the inner room, he saw that Lu Qipei had already finished washing and was sitting beside the bed waiting for her.
Probably because he had been busy all day and drank alcohol, Lu Qipei, who was leaning on the head of the bed, was obviously drowsy. Her star eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if she could fall asleep at any time, but every now and then she opened her eyes and glanced at the washing compartment. When Qi Yang appeared, there seemed to be a flash of light in her confused eyes, and she suddenly regained her spirits.
Opening his eyes and sitting up again, Lu Qipei looked at Qi Yang who had finally returned, his eyes soft and well-behaved.
Qi Yang was almost bewitched by this gaze, and the previous shyness and hesitation seemed to disappear at this moment. She walked straight to Lu Qipei, raised her hand and put it lightly on her shoulder, softly calling out, "Apei."
The two sat and stood, and Lu Qipei heard that he needed to look up at her.
At this time, Qi Yang took off his auspicious clothes and wore only his middle clothes. His black hair was loose, and the red clothes and black hair made her skin white as snow. Her Royal Highness, who took off her makeup, did not lose half of her demeanor, especially the pair of beautiful eyes looked at her softly, and she could almost see the affection in her eyes. Afterwards, Qi Yang suddenly curled his lips into a light smile, accompanied by the flickering of the red candle, and seemed to have a different style.
Lu Qipei only felt that Qi Yang tonight was different from the past, and he looked very moving. Seeing her heart beating like a drum, seeing her fascinated, seeing that she unknowingly held Qi Yang's hand, and then with a little force, she pulled the person in front of her into her arms.
When Qi Yang fell into her arms, surprise flashed across his face, but he looked up and saw an embarrassed face - he probably recovered, and Lu Qipei felt that he was Meng Lang before. At this moment, her drum-like heartbeat still hasn't calmed down, and she wants to let go, but she feels reluctant. So he had no choice but to half hug and hug Qi Yang, frozen there, not even knowing where to put his hands and feet.
This is really... stunned!
For a moment, Qi Yang didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, but she didn't plan to get up because of the posture in front of her. She leaned against her consort's arms very comfortably, grabbed Lu Qipei's shoulders with one hand, and raised Lu Qipei's chin gently with the other to look at her.
"What, consort Mala, what do I want to do?" she asked bluntly.
Lu Qipei blushed, and it was getting more and more red. She could feel the hand on her chin lightly rubbing, and then the fine itch seemed to jump into her heart all the way from her chin, making her heart numb and itching unbearable.
"I..." Lu Qipei said, his eyes were erratic and he didn't know what to say, but his voice was a little hoarse.
Qi Yang was not in a hurry, just looked at her with eyes wide. It seems that something is gradually born between the two of them, and something is slowly changing, and even the surrounding air seems to become a bit hot.
Finally, the hand that was rubbing Lu Qipei's chin moved away. But before she could feel lost, she felt the hand swipe down her neck all the way down, and finally stopped on the placket of her clothes.
Qi Yang looked at her, as if unaware of his provocation: "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."
Lu Qipei pursed his lips, his eyes were obedient and pure, and he was vaguely nervous, as if he didn't know how to react. But she felt a small hand on her shoulder immediately, and it was not too hard, but she was easily pushed down.
The positions of the two changed instantly, and the stronger one became Qi Yang.
She leaned over to her concubine's ear, and whispered to her, "You said you wanted to supply me, the bridal chamber candle."
When the words fell, she looked at the delicate earlobe in front of her, and wanted to lean in and kiss her. Unexpectedly, before she had time to act, she suddenly felt the world spinning for a while, and when she regained her senses, what was in front of her was a festive red roof.
She blinked and turned her eyes slightly, and the pair of eyes facing her were still bright, obedient, and pure...
Then the familiar Junxiu's face came close, and the gentle kiss fell, lingering.
Qi Yang's breath was slightly suffocated, and then his breath quickly became chaotic. She subconsciously hugged the slender waist of the person on her body, but felt that a hand had taken the opportunity to protrude from the front of her shirt.
The slender and soft hands caressed the skin as thin as sebum, causing some tremors inexplicably.