Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 142 Confusion (2)
After making a turn, she slipped out of the man's hand and tidied up her clothes: "Please, Uncle Emperor."

Youyuan's eyebrows moved, he smiled silently, and followed closely behind the young man.

In fact, Puyang Yuren was very nervous in her heart, not as calm as her appearance now.In the final analysis, she was just taking advantage of her words, but her actual actions?I'm afraid we still need to work harder.

Waiting outside the palace gate of Weiyang Palace, the palace people who saw the two people walking in front and the palace people who were far away from outside knelt down one after another, "Long live my emperor, and a thousand years for Lord Fenghua." A neat voice resounded through the space. Changle Weiyang who has lived for nearly a year.

A year ago, a young man said that this would be the place where he got married, and the person who lived here would be her favorite person.Unexpectedly, the person living in this palace is still the same person as a year ago, Puyang Fenghua.

Standing outside the door, he hesitated a little, thinking in his heart, how to get away with it tonight?

Puyang Fenghua retreated the palace people, leaving only two people standing outside the door.

The palace people hiding in the dark stretched their necks one after another, wanting to see what happened. According to the ancestral system, they were going to listen to the room.However, on the bright side, you can't do too much, and you can only get closer after the two of you enter the room.

He clenched his fists, pushed open the door, and looked at the room full of red. On the table was Hejiu wine, which symbolized a century-old marriage, and the light fragrance of the wine wafted out.

Because of her order, no palace people stay in the new house now.

Puyang Fenghua stepped forward, picked up a cup from the tray and looked at the young man: "Aren't Ayu going to finish the rest of the ceremony?" The corners of his mouth hooked up, and the orange candlelight set against the bright red color of the room Man's smile.

She stepped forward and picked up another glass of wine, "Of course I want it." She raised her head and drank half of the glass, with a strange smell in her mouth, surprised in her heart, this wine seemed a little different from the one she had at the banquet before.

Puyang Fenghua also noticed this, but there was no vision, he knew very well what was mixed in the wine as seasoning.

He took the man's arm, looked at his puzzled expression, and smiled: "Isn't this how you should drink wine when you hand in a glass?" Exchanging the wine glasses between the two of them means a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Curving the corner of his mouth, he raised his head and drank the wine glass that the boy had drunk. There was a trace of evil in the corner of his mouth, which was really familiar.

Puyang Fenghua took the wine glass from the young man's hand, poured it under his puzzled eyes, the little sake dripped on the quilt embroidered with flowers and butterflies and fainted, and the faint smell of wine was mixed with the strange fragrance .

Feeling the heat flow through the body, Puyang Yuren frowned, this feeling is not very good, the lower abdomen is a little swollen, it is unavoidable to worry, is this body's menarche coming?Secretly shouted, don't be so untimely.

Pulling the dazed boy to the bed and sitting down, a soft voice passed by the boy's ear: "Ayu, what are you thinking?" The heat wave rushed behind the sensitive ears, and the boy's rare change of skin color was also stained pink color.

Turning her head to look at the approaching man, she couldn't help stepping back: "Uncle Huang, you should rest after a day of fatigue." However, she turned a blind eye to the flame of ignorance in his eyes.

Feeling relieved, I can't tell what it feels like, Puyang Fenghua agrees with the young man's decision, however, he secretly expects something to happen.

Reaching out to remove the lotus flower from the man's hair, he took off the blood jade with the butterfly on it, and the black hair scattered down his head, covering his peerless face.

Looking at Puyang Fenghua with loose hair, his heart was tightly grasped, the corners of his mouth were bent, and his eyes were lowered.

"I asked someone to fetch water." After speaking, he got up and walked towards the outside of the hall, but his hand was held by the man.

Looking back at the man in surprise: "What?"

Pinning the long hair that blocked his sight behind his ears, he got up and pulled the boy to the bed to sit down, and removed the boy's bun. Although the movement was awkward but very gentle, his eyes fell on the same black and shiny black hair.

He raised his head and looked at the man with his mouth pursed and serious expression, puzzled.

"Ayu is waiting for me here, don't move." After speaking, he got up and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Looking at the man's handsome back in doubt, what is Yaao doing?
After a while, a man came in with a basin of water, his sleeves rolled up, exposing his white arms, red and white, very distinct.

Put the water basin on the wooden floor, and reach out to untie the boy's golden boots.

Dodging the man's hand, he exclaimed: "Uncle Huang, what are you doing?" He opened his wide phoenix eyes and looked at the man in panic, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Teased by the boy's panicked expression: "Of course it is to wash my wife's feet." While speaking, he had already taken off the boy's golden boots, which were only covered with white socks.

Withdrawing her feet, she put her feet into the quilt: "No need, I will take care of myself." After all, there is a difference between a man's and a woman's feet, and the man's name for him sounds in his mind, and he is very entangled. As a normal gender , she is indeed the man's wife.However, he is now a man, but he is not like this, "Uncle Huang, how did I become your wife?" He raised his eyebrows, trying to distract the man's attention.

"Am I Ayu's wife?" He also raised his eyebrows, his eyes were a little cold, but the movement of his hands did not stop, he dragged the boy's feet out of the quilt, and stared blankly at the pair of jade feet in his hands: " Ayu's feet are really small." My heart was even more puzzled.

He smiled faintly: "Eh, that's why I hid my feet just now, for fear that my uncle would make fun of me." She turned her head quickly, and minimized her doubts.

The warm water wrapped the boy's feet, Puyang Fenghua stretched out his hand to hold the jade feet in the water and smiled lightly: "Actually, this is pretty good." The feet, which are much smaller than the average man's, were exposed outside, and Puyang Yuren had something in his heart Faint uneasiness.

The discomfort in the lower abdomen became more and more severe, which sounded the alarm in Puyang Yuren's heart.Even if the man washes her feet, her heartbeat loses its normal frequency, even if there is a little sweetness in her heart.But she is sensible.

"Uncle Emperor, Ayu doesn't like the water getting cold." Looking at the man aggrieved, Puyang Yuren prayed in his heart that it must not be what she thought.

He picked up the young man and put him on the bed, ignoring the young man's astonishment, and quickly flipped his fingers. The large wedding dress had been taken off, leaving only the young man in the inner shirt with a blank expression.

(End of this chapter)