Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Chapter 1977: The phoenix tree waits for old age, and dies together with its wings

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Behind the thin curtain, one can vaguely see the intertwined shadows of a man and a woman, sometimes overlapping each other, sometimes embracing each other, sometimes making love, and sometimes making love to each other.

In the huge side hall, sunlight filtered through the thick window lattices, leaving behind patches of light and dark, lingering through time. Only the man's heavy breathing and the woman's rapid, tender gasps remained, intertwined in an ambiguous manner.

Afterwards, Wen Xinya lay on the bright red wedding bed, her whole body soft and weak, with the sourness and numbness left over from Si Yiyan's extremely charming and superb massage skills.

She had never known that Si Yiyan could come up with so many tricks for a full body massage. Maybe it was because her body became more sensitive after pregnancy, so she was almost completely exhausted during the whole process.

The sheets and quilts that were carefully prepared on Xi's bed were now in a mess after being trampled and ruined. Every time he saw the suspicious dark red stains on them, he felt ashamed.

She looked sadly at the man who was standing beside the bed, fully dressed and buttoning his cufflinks. He looked well-fed and tidy. How could he look like the uninhibited man he was on the bed just now

To sum it up in one idiom, it is a beast in human clothing.

"Are you feeling comfortable?" After Si Yiyan was dressed, he sat down beside the bed and asked with a smile.

Although the little girl was pregnant and weak and could not have sex, this did not prevent him from seeking benefits for himself.

Wen Xinya glared at him: "Can you be more shameless?"

It's a pity that the spring flush on her face has not yet faded, the blush is intoxicating, the eyebrows are charming, the corners of her eyes are raised enchantingly, and in her wide-open eyes, the sparkling waves ripple all the way to the depths of her eyes. How charming and incomparable she looks.

Si Yiyan laughed silently and gently picked up her soft body: "Husband and wife should respect each other, and yin and yang should be united. This is the right way of heaven and earth. How can you be shameless?"

He chose a Han marriage, which embodies the meaning of yin and yang between heaven and earth.

Wen Xinya glared again: "You are almost ruining the Taoist thought."

Taoism emphasizes the yin and yang of heaven and earth.

The "Book of Changes" emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang!

The "Tao Te Ching" talks about the harmony of yin and yang!

The Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine emphasizes the mutual roots and balance of yin and yang; one divided into two and then combined into one!

Si Yiyan chose a Han marriage based on these metaphors.

Si Yiyan pinched her nose tip gently, saying lovingly: "You are already pure and unparalleled, and now you have added a little more spring color, so elegant and gorgeous is always suitable."

How could Wen Xinya not be happy to be praised like this? "You have good taste."

The proud look made Si Yiyan smile even more.

Si Yiyan helped her get out of bed: "The wedding will be held at dusk, it's almost time."

Wen Xinya nodded, and as her soft body touched the ground, she felt refreshed and without any discomfort.

She couldn't help but admire that Si Yiyan's massage skills were indeed amazing.

"Hanfu is heavy and may be a little tiring to wear. If you feel uncomfortable at the wedding, please tell me and don't try to be stubborn."

Hanfu is a three-layer garment, with layers upon layers and exquisite decorations, so it is not easy to wear.

Wen Xinya hummed softly.

This was not the first time she wore Hanfu. At her coming-of-age ceremony, Si Yiyan prepared Hanfu for her.

Si Yiyan picked up the white skirt, stood behind her, gently put it on her shoulders, and crossed the collar, half covering her delicate and graceful neck like jade, making her neck look more slender and beautiful.

The pearlescent embroidery of the winding branches is beautiful and complex, lingering and intertwined, instantly wrapping her whole body and mind: "I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky, and a pair of branches on the ground. This is the totem of love."

Next is the middle garment.

The dark purple undergarment with a hint of red in the black is majestic and simple, reflecting a profound national culture, solemn and dignified. It is embroidered with pearlescent embroidery of fresh flowers, the colors are deep and solemn, dignified and elegant, and the collar and sleeves are both bright red.

Si Yiyan whispered in her ear: "On this occasion when heaven and man are united, flowers bloom and brocade is in harmony."

Wen Xinya's face was full of charm and anger.

The last one is a robe with curly sleeves. It is a bright red robe with a pattern of birds paying homage to the phoenix embroidered with pearlescent light. The warm color shows the dignified, solemn and elegant grace. The collar and sleeves are both black.

Si Yiyan said: "The phoenixes fly, and they live together."

Wen Xin Yahe said: "Wait for the old age with the Wutong tree, and die together with the wings!"

The phoenix and the phoenix live together and fly together, and they only roost on the paulownia tree!

The Wutong and the Tong trees are born together, grow old together, and live and die together!

This is a beautiful myth passed down from ancient times by Country Z.

Even when this man speaks sweet words, they have their sources and are profound and moving.

Si Yiyan tied her waist with a black belt embroidered with dark green sycamore branches and leaves. The belt was tied high, outlining the exquisite curves of her chest. The heavy and solemn Hanfu covered her slightly bulging belly, showing her solemnity, grandeur, elegance and agility.

Wen Xinya couldn't help but admire: "The commentary on Zuo Zhuan Zhengyi, Dinggong Ten Years: "Zu State has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has beautiful clothes, so it is called Hua. Therefore, it has the reputation of Splendid China, the country of clothing, and the country of etiquette."

Hanfu consists of three layers of clothing: skirt, middle garment, and robe, revealing the collar and sleeve edges of the inner layer in turn.

The three colors of white, bright red and dark purple intertwine and appear one after another, with a clear sense of layering. In the solemnity, it reveals a bit of charm, which makes it more graceful.

The cuffs are bordered in three colors: white, bright red and dark purple, which are revealed in turn. They are dignified and elegant, adding to their unique charm.

This is the charm of Hanfu.

Si Yiyan looked at it carefully and couldn't help but smile: "The size of the clothes is just right, it fits perfectly."

Wen Xinya sat in front of the mirror and let Si Yiyan tie her hair.

Her long black hair was quickly tied into a simple yet dignified cross bun. Then she took the hair crown from the dressing table, gently put it on her hair, and secured it with a long ruby hairpin.

The hair crown is exquisite, with nine phoenixes holding pearls around it, which is extremely beautiful.

Earrings, necklaces, bracelets, rings...

Because of her pregnancy, Si Yiyan did not prepare all kinds of cosmetics. She only prepared eyebrow powder, flower ornaments, loose powder, lip balm and other things.

Si Yiyan took up the pen and carefully drew her eyebrows.

Wen Xinya said: "I want to draw distant mountain eyebrows!"

The distant mountains are dark blue and the eyes are elegant and graceful, which is her favorite eyebrow shape.

Over the years, the fun of drawing eyebrows has always been their boudoir pleasure. Si Yiyan can draw the most beautiful eyebrows for her almost with his eyes closed.

Although he was very familiar with it, every time he drew her eyebrows, he was always extra serious and focused.

After the makeup was completed, Si Yiyan stood behind her, staring at her gorgeous and beautiful face in the mirror, and couldn't help but be mesmerized.

"My eyebrows are as charming as the distant mountains, and my long and condensed rhyme is dyed with spring smoke. The mountains and hills contain poetry, and the distant mountains are green and innocent. I only wish that our white hair will be as tall as my eyebrows, and our love will be as fresh as new after years. Xinya, you are the most beautiful bride in the world."

Her eyebrows are as dark as distant mountains, her skin is as smiling as peach blossoms, her hair is like floating clouds, and her eyes are like stars. She can still handle the complexity and exquisiteness of such heavy, solemn and dignified Hanfu, and show her enchanting and dignified demeanor.

Wen Xinya's heart suddenly moved. This was the poem Si Yiyan wrote when he was drawing her eyebrows at her coming-of-age ceremony.

He remembered every little thing between them.