In the afternoon, Zhu Youjian wore a groom's suit, and the bright red dress was very festive. He took a group of servants, guards, maids, and maids, carrying the sedan chair, blowing and beating all the way, to greet Zhou Yufeng.
Zhou Yufeng entered the palace a long time ago and worked as a maid in Kunning Palace. Now she can only get married from Kunning Palace. Kunning Palace was also the bedroom of Queen Zhang Yan, so although Zhu Youjian "greeted him personally", many etiquette and troubles with the groom were avoided, and Zhou Yufeng was carried into the Xingqin Palace with a sedan chair.
Zhou Yufeng, supported by the two grandmothers, came out to worship in shame. However, her head was covered with an opaque red hijab, and no one could see her expression and face. Since Zhu Youjian's parents are no longer alive, the four uncles and princes took the lead and accepted the couple's bow and bow. After kneeling and worshipping, the worship hall officially ended, and Zhou Yufeng became the official concubine of the letter. The two mothers still supported Zhou Yufeng and sent him into the new house.
Suddenly, Zhu Youjian felt so boring. He was a prince, but the wedding seemed to be seriously out of shape. Compared to the wedding ceremony held by later generations in the restaurant, I didn't seem to have done anything, showing no warmth, romance, or passion.
Perhaps the protagonist has always been so boring, and the lively ones are those who help out.
The noise at the dinner party reflects the excitement of some weddings. Although Zhu Youjian was named the King of Letters a long time ago, he did not have much contact with officials in the DPRK. In addition, he was not a prince. None of the important officials in the DPRK attended Zhu Youzhen's wedding. All the officials who came were They were little officials from various ministries, and they all maintained the image of elegant scholars. Soon after the banquet started, they all slipped away one by one with excuses.
Li Chunye is relatively close to Zhu Youjian now, but he was a double agent last time and fooled Wei Zhongxian and gave Zhu Youjian a double gift. Wei Zhongxian is still in the dark. He didn't dare to get too close to Zhu Youjianming, lest Wei Zhongxian became suspicious.
Emperor Zhu Youxiao did not attend Zhu Youjian's wedding, but he treated his only brother well, and ordered a gift: fifty servants, thirty maids, five hundred taels of gold, and silver. Five thousand taels.
It was the officers of the Siwuying Camp that made the most fun. Without the emperor and civilian officials, they all ate their saliva one by one. In particular, Man Gui, who had been in bed for two days by Zhu Youzhen last time, added fuel to the fire and directly ordered them to pour wine on Zhu Youzhen: "Boys, today is a day of great rejoicing for His Highness the King of Letters. Pour it vigorously, you must let your Highness eat and drink well."
At the beginning, Wang Mujiu continued to stand in the way, but there were too many people toasting to Zhu Youzhen, and some of them had toasted again and again. Wang Mujiu saw that his Royal Highness could not be married tonight anyway, so he simply stepped back and drank on his own.
He can't remember how many cups Zhu Youjian drank, but he had the adventures of Wuling Mountain. He had tasted the tea, wine, and delicious food of Wuling Mountain, and Xiaoyu gave it to him. The body function has changed a lot. . He can drink a thousand cups and not get drunk, so that the officers of the Siwuying camp are as anxious as monkeys. Man Gui even blows his beard and stares, and scolds these useless officers, but he personally goes on the court and still can’t do it. Zhu Youjian had to escape by urinary urgency.
There were a lot of people who were drunk, but it was not Zhu Youjian, but mainly the lower-level officers who were not able to drink alcohol. The housekeeper Xu Yingyuan had prepared the guest room long ago and arranged for these drunk people to live in. Later, there were too many drunk people, so they had to arrange for the Fu Ding to send the nearby people home one by one.
The guests were almost drunk, and the noisy Xunqin Palace gradually quieted down.
Wan'er set up the banquet table and sent it to the new house. Then she came out and closed the door. Only Zhu Youjian and Zhou Yufeng were left in the new house.
Zhou Yufeng was also in a bright red dress, and she was sitting on the edge of the bed. Zhu Youzhen's light footsteps hit her atrium hard. She was both looking forward to and afraid. Looking forward to the most sacred moment that belongs to a woman, she can't wait to come soon; but the footsteps of Zhu Youzhen walking over made her very scared.
Last night, the Queen Mother taught her personally and gave her a new understanding of her body. She didn't know if Zhu Youjian was a rude person. He is a prince, and he should not take into account the feelings of others. She didn't know whether she could bear the pain at that moment. The empress said that the pain is temporary, only for a short while, but the pain is unbearable.
Zhu Youjian came slowly and sat down on the edge of Zhou Yufeng's left bed. Zhou Yufeng became more nervous, just like secretly plagiarizing during the college entrance examination. When the teacher found her heart beating violently, she could hear her heartbeat. She was motionless, waiting quietly for that beautiful moment to come.
"Feng'er." Zhu Youzhen whispered, frightening Zhou Yufeng who was waiting. The hijab on his head had no wind. The two hamburgers on his chest also trembled slightly, and a strange feeling flew quickly. It started, ran across the body like an electric current, and quickly disappeared before he had tasted it. She was a little annoyed: Come on when you come, why are you scaring others!
Seeing Zhou Yufeng did not respond, Zhu Youzhen reached out and lifted the red hijab. He glanced at Zhou Yufeng's beautiful side face from under the red hijab, then slowly took off the hijab and threw it on the bed.
"His Royal Highness." Zhou Yufeng didn't care about being shy, she glanced at Zhu Youjian, then quickly lowered her head and returned to the original state of sitting upright. Against the backdrop of the red wedding dress, her little face was bright red.
"Feng'er, you are finally my princess." Zhu Youjian's right hand climbed onto Zhou Yufeng's right shoulder and stroked it lightly. The smooth and smooth hand felt very good, just like Zhou Yufeng's delicate skin.
"The Empress said that her Royal Highness has a talent for shocking the heavens and weeping the earth. To be able to marry your Royal Highness and to be your Royal Highness's concubine is a blessing for her concubine's life to cultivate." Zhou Yufeng saw that Zhu Youjian did not take any further action, and her shyness weakened slightly. Some.
"Feng'er, to marry a beautiful and demure princess like you is also a blessing to my Zhu Youjian." Zhu Youjian lightly hugged Zhou Yufeng, and unexpectedly pecked her on the cheek.
Zhou Yufeng became shy again, her body was shocked, but she did not resist. He knew what Zhu Youjian was going to do. It was his right. As a princess, she had the obligation to cooperate with him in his actions. "His Royal Highness, are you tired after having been busy most of the night? Let's rest early!" She didn't know how to comfort Zhu Youjian, so she firmly remembered the Queen's instructions.
"Wait. There is one more thing left." Zhu Youzhen let go of Zhou Yufeng in his arms and pulled her up from the bed.
"Oh." Zhou Yufeng was facing the banquet in the new house. "I can hear my concubine in the room. Your Royal Highness has already drunk a lot of bars?"
"No matter how much you drink, this cup cannot be less." Zhu Youzhen lightly shaved Zhou Yufeng's cheek.
"Yeah." Zhou Yufeng responded in a low voice. She was very moved. Zhu Youjian must drink a cup of wine, indicating that he is responsible for the marriage and value himself. She walked gently to the table, picked up the flask, and meticulously filled the two empty glasses on the table.
Zhu Youjian picked up two glasses of wine and handed the wine in his left hand to Zhou Yufeng's right hand: "Feng'er, after drinking this glass of wine, you will be my official wife. From now on, we will become a husband and wife."
"The concubine marries a chicken... Everything about the concubine is up to your Royal Highness." Feeling that comparing the prince to a chicken and a dog, it really doesn't fit the identity of a talented girl in Jiangnan, Zhou Yufeng hurriedly changed his words.
The two handed over their right arms tacitly, raised their glasses to the entrance, drank half of each, and handed the remaining half of the remaining wine into each other's mouth. Then they smiled at each other and put down the glass.
"Feng'er, let's rest early!" The Yumian Jiao Ren was right in front of him, and Zhu Youjian couldn't wait. He said while taking off his clothes. Used to military uniforms, this generous happy uniform is really uncomfortable.
"Let your concubine take care of your Highness!" Although Zhou Yufeng was shy, she still took Zhu Youjian's belt and eased it off, taking off Zhu Youjian's clothes one by one.
Zhu Youzhen smiled secretly. When she was with Wan'er before, Wan'er was shy, and every time she took off Wan'er's clothes by herself. Now Zhou Yufeng undressed herself, her tender little hands accidentally touched the skin, which made it itchy. It turns out that being undressed has such a wonderful feeling, no wonder Wan'er enjoys it every time.
"Huh?" Zhou Yufeng said tenderly, pulling Zhu Youjian's attention back to Zhou Yufeng.
Zhou Yufeng didn't dare to look, and he didn't dare to touch. After a long time, she finally found an excuse to expel the provocation of this shame: "It's cold outside, your Highness should go to bed first!"
Zhu Youzhen obediently went to bed, wrapped in a quilt. The soft silk quilt rubbed against the body of the ****, a tingling impulse rose from the soles of the feet, went straight to the brain, and quickly diffused throughout the new house...
Zhou Yufeng was standing in front of the bed, taking off her clothes one by one. Because of her shyness, she was turned with her back to Zhu Youjian, and the new house was so quiet that she could only hear Zhou Yufeng's undressing.
Suddenly, Zhou Yufeng felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and Zhu Youjian's breathing was particularly heavy. She looked back and saw that Zhu Youjian's eyes were like a Cupid's divine arrow, hitting her naked body hard, and she couldn't help shivering...
All her tops were removed, her belt was untied, and her culottes were falling onto her calves. I noticed that Zhu Youjian was peeking, Zhou Yufeng was ashamed, and opened his mouth to blow the candle, but the candle was too far away, and the candle did not go out after several blows. As a last resort, she had to hobble towards the candle, her culottes still in her hand. In this posture, the plump buttocks are even more upright, unscrupulously knocking the restless air in this new house into colorful colors.
The new house finally darkened and all the candles were extinguished. Zhu Youjian snickered in the dark: "I have seen it! Two hamburgers, coated with a layer of white and smooth cream, and there is also a black mulberry on the cream..."