"Langjun, you can't bear to part with the second niangzi?"
Xu Ke had already left his lowly status and found a seat in the corner as Liu Xi's right-hand man. He was eating delicious food.
Seeing Jiang Pengji's unhappy expression, he was afraid that she would do something against the rules, so he secretly tested her.
"Why would I be reluctant?" Jiang Pengji glanced at him and said, "I just suddenly remembered something. A few years ago, the second prince and the princess of the Northern Borderline got married, and Shangjing was just as lively. It was a world of ice and snow, and a hundred banquets were held. The atmosphere was heated … Now that I think about it, it coincides with today's scene … "
Xu Ke was silent.
Of course, he knew what happened that year. Shangjing had a severe snowstorm, but the wedding of the second prince and the princess of the Northern Borderline was still lively. A hundred banquets were held for nine days and nine nights, but almost no one touched the food … In a world of ice and snow, the food was not tasty when it was cold.
Not far away, people starved to death. The back of the second prince's mansion was full of food and buckets of swill …
Thinking about these things, it would be strange if his Langjun could be happy.
The hundred banquets were supposed to be a joyous occasion for the whole city, for the people, for the celebration of the new couple.
In fact, ordinary people could not even get close to it, let alone sit at the table.
"Langjun, today is the second niangzi's big day. Even if you … Sigh, you should be happy …"
After being interrupted, Xu Ke suddenly lost his appetite to eat.
Like Xu Ke, the bridegroom also lost his appetite.
Wuma Jun was forced to drink two glasses of wine as a gesture. He walked into the bridal chamber with a faint smell of alcohol. Night had fallen, but when he looked at the bride sitting by the bed, with her young face and dry body, he could not arouse any sexual interest at all.
The maid helped Liu Huan wash off her makeup and remove her heavy headwear.
Without the concealment of heavy makeup, her face looked even more youthful and tender. Even if her facial features were very good and one could tell at a glance that she was a beauty with unlimited potential in the future, Liu Huan was still too young. She looked like an unripe fruit. How could she be eaten?
Wuma Jun was unwilling, but that was the wedding procedure.
Not wanting to consummate their marriage was akin to slapping the bride in the face. If Liu Huan's family found out, who knew what kind of rumors would spread.
Liu Huan timidly glanced at her husband, her face instantly flushed with embarrassment.
Wuma Jun was not a gentleman, but he was very thick-skinned. He was the best at deceiving ignorant girls.
The two of them drank the nuptial wine. Even though the alcohol content of the wine was not high, Liu Huan felt a little dizzy. Her whole body felt as if she was walking on cotton, light as a feather … Wuma Jun secretly frowned, his pursed lips tightened.
According to the customs of the royal family, some drugs would be added to the nuptial wine to help the newlyweds get rid of their shyness and unfamiliarity so that they could enter the bridal chamber. Liu Zhai could not taste it, but Wuma Jun, who had been through hundreds of battles and was not afraid of meat or vegetables, could taste it.
Wuma Jun said considerately, "You must be hungry. Let's eat something before we settle down."
Although Liu Huan was young, being young had its own taste. Anyway, he was not the one who was at a disadvantage.
Liu Huan's ears heated up. She shyly nodded and secretly tightened her grip on a bottle in her sleeves.
She had asked someone to secretly search for this thing in the little slut Huijun's room. Huijun was mysterious and took this thing very seriously. Liu Huan, who had persecutory delusions, thought that this was something Huijun used to harm her. However, after the doctor examined it, he said that it was a pregnancy aid medicine.
Liu Huan did not believe it and secretly invited a few doctors to examine it. The conclusion they came to was the same.
It was harmless to the body. Many precious medicines were used to help a woman get pregnant!
At first, Liu Huan did not want to use this thing, but she could not help but be tempted.
After that, she quietly ground some medicinal powder and mixed it with food. After a few transfers, she gave it to a woman who did odd jobs.
She had been married for three years and had been abandoned by her husband. Her status in the family was worrying.
Liu Huan ordered her trusted servant girl to secretly bribe a cook. The cook took advantage of the night to secretly defile the woman. After a month, she actually had a pulse of pregnancy!
This all happened on the way to Shangjing. It was done secretly and carefully, so it did not arouse suspicion.
Liu Huan was determined to capture her husband's heart and gain a foothold in the Fourth Prince's Residence. Naturally, she valued children.
When she was having breakfast this morning, she had already secretly consumed the Easy Pregnancy Pill and gotten someone to send Huijun some food mixed with cold elements.
In this way, she did not believe that she would not be able to give birth to a son before Huijun.
Liu Huan and Wuma Jun ate some food. She said charmingly, "It's late. Husband, do you want to settle down?"
Perhaps it was the nuptial wine that had taken effect. Wuma Jun felt his whole body heat up. He nodded in agreement and carried her to the wedding bed.
After a round of sex, the medicinal effect in Wuma Jun's body had subsided. He got up and called for the servants to prepare hot soup.
He looked at Liu Huan, who was sleeping soundly in his arms with traces of tears on her face. He secretly pouted. Her shriveled body was like a man's.
"Your servant will serve Your Highness as you bathe."
Wuma Jun was feeling that this wedding night was extremely boring. A refreshing fragrance wafted into his nose, causing his abdomen to tighten. When he listened carefully, the woman's voice seemed to be scratching his heart. It was itchy and made his heart tremble.
"Hmm, come in …"
Wuma Jun answered vaguely. A graceful figure walked out from behind the curtain with a basin of water in her hands. Her steps were light and graceful.
Her clothes were clean and neat, and there was not the slightest bit of extra embellishment in her hair. She was like a beautiful lotus flower standing in the cool breeze, but her starry eyes were captivating, as if they could hook away one's soul. Her plump lips were red without any makeup, making one want to lean forward and taste them.
"What's your name?"
The other party seemed to be confused by the rude question. She lowered her head and said timidly, "Your servant's name is Huijun."
"Good name." Wuma Jun's eyes were glued to her full and perky chest. He asked again, "Are you a servant girl in the residence?"
"No, your servant is the Second Niangzi … the Fourth Imperial Concubine's dowry …"
Towards the end, she was practically biting her lower lip as she spoke.
A dowry girl had the duty to serve the male master.
After Wuma Jun heard this, his eyes lit up.
However, he was a hypocrite. He could not hug her directly. Instead, he put on airs and asked, "Why haven't I seen you before?"
Huijun said, "Tonight is the wedding night of Your Highness and the Imperial Concubine."
At the mention of this, Wuma Jun was in a slightly bad mood. However, when he thought of the peerless beauty in front of him, his lower abdomen could not help but tighten.
"Come here and help me bathe."
"Yes!"
Huijun soaked a towel in hot water. Just as she was about to help him wipe his back, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Wuma Jun felt as if he was grabbing a soft and boneless hand. The skin was smoother and smoother than a peeled egg.
As the two of them got closer, the seeping fragrance became clearer.
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