"Your Highness, the auspicious time has arrived ~" Soon, a palace maid came in. It was not convenient for them to say anything, so Qin Hongmian and Yelu Nanxian sent Mu Wanqing out to attend the ceremony.
The weddings of ordinary families were quite complicated, and the weddings of the royal family were even more complicated. There were all kinds of sacrificial rites, ancestral temples, and receiving congratulations from the civil and military officials. The day passed quickly.
In the end, when Mu Wanqing was sent back to her bedroom, she couldn't help but complain to Qin Hongmian, "Marriage is so tiring, I don't want to experience it a second time."
Qin Hongmian couldn't help but laugh, "Silly child, how can there be a second marriage, unless it's … pfft pfft pfft, it's inauspicious."
Mu Wanqing didn't care, "Anyway, I've already set my mind on Brother Song. Even if he doesn't want me, I won't marry anyone else, so there won't be a second time."
Yelu Nanxian couldn't help but laugh, "Don't speak too soon, you really might get married a second time."
"Ah, why?" Mu Wanqing was shocked.
Yelu Nanxian laughed, "You know, today is your wedding with the Western Xia Emperor, Li Langzuo. In the future, when the situation is settled, won't you marry Brother Song again?"
Mu Wanqing blushed, and said shyly, "Sister Xian Er, you laugh at me too. Actually, I've thought it through, this will make Brother Song remember me. This is a unique wedding, if I have to do it with him again, I'll be at a disadvantage."
Yelu Nanxian's eyes were full of laughter, "It's good that Sister Wan can think it through. After all, you are the empress of a country. Many women in the world dream of becoming empress, but I don't even have the luck to become the crown prince's concubine."
Mu Wanqing couldn't help but pull her hand, "Sister Xian Er, it's easy to become empress, I'll let you wear the phoenix coronet, and you'll be empress tonight."
Yelu Nanxian was shocked, and quickly got up, "Tonight is your wedding night, don't mess around."
Qin Hongmian also laughed, "Looking at the time, Qingshu should be here soon, your sister Xian Er and I should leave."
Mu Wanqing was anxious, "Hey, don't go, I'm scared here alone."
"What's there to be afraid of, it's your husband coming, not someone else," Qin Hongmian laughed.
Mu Wanqing's face turned slightly red. "I'm just a little scared. Can you guys stay and accompany me?"
Qin Hongmian blushed and spat, "Only the bride can stay in the bridal chamber. There's no reason for the mother to stay with you. However, Nan Xian is your sister, so she can stay with you."
Yelu Nanxian also hurriedly waved her hand, "I … I'll also go first." After she finished speaking, she did not wait for Mu Wanqing to urge her to stay and hurriedly left. At the same time, she secretly felt strange in her heart. She thought to herself, It was originally a very normal matter, but why did it sound so strange coming from Madam Qin's mouth? It was as if the three of them were waiting to consummate their marriage together.
After Yelu Nanxian left, Qin Hongmian gave her a series of instructions on how to cross cups of wine later. As she spoke, she suddenly felt a little sad. The reason why she knew these things wasn't because she was experienced. Back then, during her wedding with Mu Yuqi, she was completely dazed and didn't have any memories at all. Instead, it was because she had fantasized that Duan Zhengchun would marry her. Even the details of the wedding had been carefully prepared, but unfortunately, in the end, it was all for naught.
At that moment, she no longer had any interest. After giving her daughter a few instructions, she hurriedly left. Not long after she left the door, she coincidentally ran into Song Qingshu.
"Eh, why is Madam crying?" Seeing her slightly red eyes and faint traces of tears on her pure white cheeks, Song Qingshu was startled and couldn't help but ask.
"No, it's nothing," Qin Hongmian hurriedly turned her head away, using the back of her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes before turning back, "It's just that seeing Wan 'er get married, my heart was so happy that I couldn't help but cry."
"Is that so?" Song Qingshu was a little suspicious. Suddenly, his heart moved, "Did Madam recall the scene again and think of that surnamed Duan?"
"No … no," Qin Hongmian hurriedly denied, but in the end, she smiled bitterly, "As expected, I can't hide it from you. Qingshu, you're so smart, that silly girl Wan 'er will definitely be completely controlled by you for the rest of her life. In the future, you mustn't let her down."
Song Qingshu smiled, "Madam worries too much, how could I possibly do anything that would let Wan mei down …" He hadn't finished speaking when the scene of the two of them being intimate under the covers a few days ago appeared in his mind. His gaze fell on her snow white slender neck and her voluptuous and graceful body, and for a moment, he was somewhat speechless.
Qin Hongmian clearly thought the same as him. Her fair, jade-like face was instantly dyed with a layer of peach red, and her chest also rose and fell somewhat rapidly.
After a long while, she finally came to her senses and hurriedly threw down a sentence, "Remember our agreement." Then, she left as if she was fleeing, and the way she walked seemed to have become somewhat unnatural.
Song Qingshu was startled, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered what their agreement was, which was to never tell Mu Wanqing about what happened that night. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel angry and amused at the same time. Originally, nothing had happened, but in the end, she made it seem as if they were having an affair …
But very quickly, he recalled how Li Qinglu had dressed up as her that night, and for a moment, his expression also became somewhat unnatural.
Collecting his thoughts, Song Qingshu walked to Mu Wanqing's sleeping quarters, pushed open the door, and entered. He waved his hand to dismiss the palace maids and eunuchs, then looked at Mu Wanqing who was sitting on the bed. She was usually elegant and refined, but now she was wearing a phoenix coronet and a red cape. Under the illumination of the red candles, her cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, less cold and frosty, and more charming and gorgeous.
"Idiot, why are you standing there and not coming over?" Mu Wanqing's heartbeat sped up under his gaze, and she didn't know where to put her hands. Who knew that after a long time, he would still be standing there. She was originally pure and innocent, so whatever was on her mind, she would say it out loud.
Song Qingshu said with a smile, "I remembered the scene when I met you on Mount Hua."
"You still have the nerve to say that? You were so bad at that time." After he mentioned it, Mu Wanqing also recalled the various events of the past, and couldn't help but spit.
Song Qingshu walked over with a face full of saliva, "If I wasn't bad, how could I have gotten such a fairy-like bride?"
Mu Wanqing hurriedly dodged to the side, "Take off your mask first, it's making my heart flustered."
Only then did Song Qingshu remember that he had to face so many palace maids and eunuchs just now, so he didn't have the time to take off his mask. He hurriedly put it away and restored his original appearance. Only then did he reach out and pull her into his embrace, "We've known each other for so long, but in the end, we've only just gotten together. It's really not easy to think about it."
Now that he thought about it, Mu Wanqing was pretty much the first woman he met after he transmigrated to this chaotic world, other than Zhou Zhiruo and Icy Snow … Eh, he seemed to have met Huang Rong in Jingzhou as well, but at that time, Huang Rong was the leader of the world's number one sect in the pugilistic world, while he was the notorious cripple and abandoned disciple of Wudang Sect. The two of them couldn't be considered to have crossed paths at all, and the real interaction was something that happened much later …
At this moment, Mu Wanqing's voice interrupted his thoughts, "Hmph, isn't it because you're a womanizer? You've always been having fun outside, and you don't even remember to look for me."
Song Qingshu was drenched in a waterfall of sweat, somewhat guiltily said, "Actually, I …"
Mu Wanqing stretched out her finger and placed it on his lips, "Song Lang, you don't have to explain. Since I chose to marry you, there are some things that I can naturally figure out. Now that I think about it, the identity of the Empress of Xixia is pretty good. At least in this identity, you're mine alone."
"Sister Wan …" Song Qingshu's heart was moved. Looking at the girl in front of him, her pink face and bright eyes, thin eyebrows and wide forehead, moist red lips, every part of her was quite seductive. His heart was moved and he couldn't help but directly kiss her.
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Now I've really blocked enough words. I was wondering where I wrote the word 'condom', but when I looked at it, the original text was' a complete set '.
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