Shengshichun

Fu Zhen opened the food box, and it turned out to be a Dongpo pork elbow that was both delicious and tasty. There are also two plates of side dishes, a portion of Yangchun noodles, and a bottle of wine.

Fu Zhen looked at Pei Zhan who had already walked in through the door: "You came back early. I heard that there are people from the palace. Why did you come here to coax the bride to drink?"

She heard that the prince was here on the orders of the emperor and empress.

Pei Zhan sat down at the table, looked at her and said, "My mother-in-law said you can't drink, so I brought it for you to smell. I am as guarded as a jade, so naturally I will not let you take advantage of me and taint it." My reputation."

Fu Zhen sat down and said with a smile: "That's because I underestimated you. But today I am so tired that you just want me to have your idea. I also have the heart but not the courage."

Pei Zhan said, "Do you regret it?"

"That's not the case. It just feels a bit too grand. I don't know why but I always feel a little uneasy."

Pei Zhan did not answer her words.

What kind of grand ceremony is this? If he didn't have to rush for a month's wedding date, he could be more thoughtful than this.

After taking a sip of tea, he looked over and said, "I see your beaded crown is in the way. Is it inconvenient for you to eat? Do you want me to pick it for you?"

Fu Zhen doesn't care.

Pei Zhan walked up behind her, pulled off the hairpins on both sides, held both sides of the beaded crown, and carefully took it off.

The beaded crown was still in his hand, and he looked at Xi Zhu beside him: "I have to sleep here tonight no matter what, otherwise I won't be able to explain it.

"I can sleep on the couch. But I don't like to turn on the lamp when I sleep. I'll just leave this candle on. You won't mind, right?"

Fu Zhen glanced at him and didn't object.

The corners of Pei Zhan's lips curled up quietly.

Madam Quanfu instructed him that on the wedding night, he had to come and pick up the beaded crown for the hijab, and the wedding candle must not be extinguished, otherwise he would not be able to grow old together.

Although it was still a step too late and the hijab was torn off by her, at least it was him who took the beaded crown, and he guaranteed the wedding tonight.

Zi Yan knocked on the door outside: "Young lady, are you eating? The servant brought soup. Do you and the general need some more?"

Fu Zhen asked her to come in.

Zi Yan put down the soup and glanced at the wedding bed hesitantly.

According to the rules, there are still some etiquette to be completed at this time. But neither their girl nor the general seemed to take this seriously - these two people were just playing house casually. Do they need to be reminded? She wasn't sure.

Fu Zhen glanced at her at this time: "General, I don't care about these little details. You go down first and bring some hot water in for us to wash up. Then we will call you if anything happens."

When Zi Yan heard that she had no objection to Pei Zhan, she felt relieved.

Fu Zhen ate half an elbow and rinsed her mouth. Hot water was brought in. Zi Yan helped her wash her face and rinse her mouth.

When he came out, he saw Pei Zhan still drinking tea at the table, so he put down the copper basin, cleaned up the longan and red dates on the wedding bed, then spread the bedding, and then walked over and pulled up the knot on his wedding dress.

Pei Zhan stiffened suddenly, stretched out his right arm, and subconsciously blocked her hand! …

Zi Yan was so frightened that she stood frozen on the spot.

Fu Zhen burst into laughter.

He waved his hand to send Zi Yan out, then gathered his robe and said, "What you said just now is that you are as protective as jade. It turns out it was not a lie. In all these years, have you really never been close to a woman?"

Pei Zhan's face suddenly heated up: "I'm not like you!" Liang Ning used to be in the military camp and interacted with soldiers all day long. How could he be as reserved as a purdah lady?

She had her own sense of distance between men and women, and Pei Zhan didn't know about her previous relationship with Xu Yin, so even if she talked like this, she didn't take it seriously. She smiled and leaned on the bed.

But Pei Zhan regretted it very much after he said it.

He had been following Liang Ning silently for so many years, how could he not know what kind of behavior she had?

She visited brothels, rescued prostitutes, teased teenagers, and carried stacks of conversation books from the study in the capital back to her home.

When it comes to the openness of style, compared with her, he just can't compare!

But when I think about how she is usually smooth-tongued and not serious, but once she gets serious, she will never do anything wrong. Only Xu Yin is the knot in her heart. What he said just now, I wonder if he thought he was insinuating her and Xu Yin.

He took a deep breath and said, "That's not what I meant."

Fu Zhen was thinking about other things and turned his head when he heard this: "Then what do you mean?"

When Pei Zhan heard this, he felt more and more like she was angry. He walked to the bed and said, "I mean, I'm not as casual as you think. Don't let anyone touch my clothes in the future!"

Only then did Fu Zhen realize that he was still thinking about what had just happened.

Then he turned sideways, put his forehead on his hand and said, "When you said this, I remembered, what will your daily life be like in the future? Have you thought about who will take care of you?"

Children of families like them usually have servants to serve them before marriage. After marriage, it is inconvenient for the servants to enter the back house, so a maid usually takes over.

But he didn't let Zi Yan touch her...

Even if they are going to sleep in separate rooms after tonight, there still has to be someone around, right?

"It's not like I don't know how to change my clothes," Pei Zhan wrote lightly, "As long as you don't get close to me, the rest is up to you. You can arrange whatever you want."

Fu Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Actually, I don't think it's a big deal. I can't bear to let Zi Yan and the others become your wife. I will marry them seriously in the future."

Pei Zhan choked on his tea. The look he gave me was a bit prickly: "Then thank you for being so considerate of me!"

Fu Zhen waved his hand: "You're welcome. Since you don't want anyone to serve you, it's getting late, so you should wash up yourself."

Pei Zhan rolled his eyes at her and went around to change clothes.

Fu Zhen listened to the rustling sound of clothing materials coming from the rouge gauze cabinet, and suddenly said slowly: "Why are you so stubborn?"

Pei Zhan poked his head out of the gauze cabinet: "Who is so stubborn?"

"You can. Even if you guard your body for that person like a jade, even if your love for her is as deep as the sea, she doesn't know it anymore."

Pei Zhan finished changing his clothes, then walked out and glanced at her: "How do you understand?"

After saying that, he washed himself, walked to the couch, lay down with his hands on his pillow, looked at the pair of red candles with his eyes, and said: "As long as she is in my heart, I will not feel lonely at all."

Fu Zhen rolled his eyes: "You idiot."

Pei Zhan grabbed a pillow and threw it on her bed.

Fu Zhen turned around and pulled up the quilt, put down the curtain, and blocked the idiot outside.

The wedding candle illuminated the room with red light, and also illuminated the corner of Pei Zhan's lips that he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he pressed them.

He got up and cut off the candle's core a little, and the candle flame became stronger and brighter.

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