On the occasion of rebirth Zhou Sui

Chapter 309 Father and Son Marry a Wife
The Courtyard of Ceremony is located in Chongrenfang, not far from Yanguo Mansion.

On the third day of the twelfth lunar month, Cui Qiji took the wedding party to pick up Princess Nanyang and went to the Lihuiyuan.

Every time a princess gets married, the ceremony is held here, and the wedding between Cui Che and Yang Lihua was no exception.

The two newcomers, one is the prince's eldest daughter, and the other is the eldest son of Yan Guogong and Princess Leping, so there is no need to use too many words to describe its excitement.

All I know is that the wedding day between Cui Qiji and Princess Nanyang was like a festival, and all the government offices in Daxing City were on holiday. All officials in Beijing, no matter whether they were court officials or officials from other places who came to Beijing to report their duties, had to come to the wedding.

The two saints in the palace also came to the ceremony hall in person to witness the marriage between the grandson and the granddaughter.

Seven days later, on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, this kind of excitement reappeared in the Lihuiyuan, and the protagonists were replaced by Cui Che and Princess Yang Awu of Lanling.

Yang Ah Wu was wearing a gorgeous wedding gown, which she sewed stitch by stitch by herself.

Even if Yang Jian and his wife were in front of each other, she would always quietly move the round fan away and cast a glance at Cui Che involuntarily.

After going through a series of cumbersome etiquettes, Cui Che brought Yang Awu back to the Yan State Mansion.

The noise in the front yard did not bother the two newcomers.

Cui Che took Yang Awu's round fan away, jokingly said:
"So happy today? Ever since I welcomed you out of the Princess Mansion, my smile hasn't stopped."

Resisting her shame, Yang Awu replied:

"I have been looking forward to this day for many years."

Cui Che sat down next to Yang A-wu, and held her hand:

"It's because of your persistence that we can become husband and wife. You have worked hard for so many years."

"As long as you can be husband and wife with your husband, all these years of waiting will be worth it. I don't think it's hard work."

Yang Ah Wu smiled, his eyes were like crescent moons.

Cui Che could never get tired of seeing this smile even after watching it for a whole day.

Cui Che moved his head closer, Yang Awu's heart beat faster, and he watched him kiss his eyes.

"I like your smiling face. Promise me that you will let me see it every day in the future, and you will not be sad all day long."

"Ah."

Yang Awu nodded, yes, she was engaged to Wang Fengxiao at the age of eight, lost her husband at the age of nine, and had been a widow for 17 years. Now she finally lived a new life, with only affection left in her heart.

Cui Che said again:

"Don't talk about concubine status in the future, call it Ah Wu, it sounds better than concubine status."

Yang Ah Wu said obediently:

"Ah-Wu listens to my husband."

The bell on Yang Awu's ankle stopped ringing.

She endured the pain, blushed, and handed the white silk handkerchief under her body to Cui Che, which was stained red.

Cui Che didn't answer, he said seriously:

"You have waited for me for more than ten years, and your love is as deep as the sea. How can you need something to prove your chastity?"

When Yang Ah Wu heard this, her heart was full of elation, and she hugged Cui Che tightly, as if she wanted to get into her husband's chest.

"But what should I do with this handkerchief?"

Yang Ah Wu asked.

"Burn it."

Cui Che didn't care about it.

He took Bai Sipa, put it on the candle flame, and ignited a black smoke.

The husband and wife had another round of rubbing each other's ears, and Yang Ah Wu suddenly said:
"Sister must be very sad. Ah Wu also knows this feeling. When my husband and sister got married, Ah Wu couldn't sleep all night."

Cui Che heard this and sighed:

"What I owe her, I will pay back slowly in the future."

Yang Ah Wu hesitated for a long time before saying:
"A-Wu is a married woman for the first time tonight, and she is very happy, why don't you go and see sister."

Cui Che shook his head and said:
"Today is your wedding night, even if I go, she will drive me back."

Yang Ah Wu was silent.

Thinking of Yang Jian's happy life, Cui Che had an idea and said:

"If you are really worried, why don't we go visit her together."

Yang Ah Wu didn't know what Cui Che's plan was, but seeing his high spirits, he also bowed his head in agreement.

As Yang Awu said, Yang Lihua was indeed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

No matter how magnanimous you say it, but when this day really comes, you will still feel uncomfortable in your heart.

In the middle of the night, when I finally fell asleep, I heard a knock on the door.

"who is it!"

Yang Lihua said vigilantly.

Cui Che lowered his voice and replied:

"Keep down, it's me."

Yang Lihua was relieved to hear that it was Cui Che, but she was not polite:
"On the wedding night, why don't you accompany Ah Wu well and come to my yard for what?"

Cui Che lightly laughed and said:

"You open the door first, Ah Wu is afraid that you will feel uncomfortable, so let me come and visit you."

With just this one sentence, Yang Lihua lost her temper, and she refused:
"I have been husband and wife with you for 16 years, so it's possible that this night is still missing! You go back quickly, on such an important day, it's nothing to leave Ah Wu alone in the room."

Cui Che looked at Yang Ah Wu helplessly, his eyes seemed to say: I expected this.

Yang Awu didn't expect Yang Lihua to think of her so much, she was very moved, she said with emotion:
"Sister, it's me, Ah Wu is also here."

Yang Lihua was shocked, and hurriedly got out of bed, took the latch, opened the door, under the moonlight, it was Cui Che and Yang Awu standing outside the door.

"Five! Why are you here too!"

Yang Ah Wu said truthfully:

"I asked Cui Lang to visit my sister. Cui Lang said that my sister would drive him out, so he brought me here."

Yang Ah Wu didn't know about Cui Che's habits, so Yang Lihua didn't know about it. She clearly wanted to imitate her father and share the joy of sleeping with Er Chen.

Yang Lihua was so annoyed that she couldn't help jumping towards Cui Che and said:
"You! You are shameless!"

Yang Awu was at a loss, not knowing why the elder sister said that.

Cui Che's eyes dodged, feeling quite guilty.

Yang Lihua saw that the two of them were only wearing a fox fur over their pajamas, and it was freezing outside, so she relented and moved out of the way.

Cui Che was overjoyed, and hurriedly took Yang Awu in, and closed the door behind his back.

In the night, the bell on Yang Awu's ankle rang again in Yang Lihua's bedroom.

Finally experiencing the fun of Yang Jian, Cui Che was also exhausted, thinking: I can't bear it at my age, no wonder Yang Jian is haggard like that.

Where there is one, there are two. Yang Lihua and Yang Awu resisted at first, but gradually got used to it later.

The sisters were really helpless when they met such a shameless guy.

During the remaining days in Daxing City, Cui Che enjoyed the tenderness of the Yang family sisters to the fullest.

At the same time, with Henan Wang Yangzhao marrying Cui's daughter, and Cui Che and his son with Princess Shang, the prestige of the Cui family in Boling reached its apex.

Qinghe's Cui family and Fan Yang's Lu family, who belonged to five surnames and seven clans, were also gradually left behind by them.

Since the war with the Khitan was about to begin in the early spring, Cui Che had to return to Youzhou as soon as possible, and could not stay for long.

In the 18th year of Emperor Kaihuang, on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, after bidding farewell to Yang Jian, his wife and Yang Guang, Cui Che set off from Daxing with his wives, concubines and children.

(End of this chapter)