Song Qingshu came to the other room. After entering the door, he saw Zhao Huer sitting on the bed with her eyes half closed. Her body swayed from time to time, making the people around her worried that she would fall to the ground.
Song Qingshu could not help but laugh. This girl was really careless. She actually fell asleep on her wedding night. Although she had waited for him for half the night, if it was Zhao Yuanyuan, who was meticulous, she would definitely be full of all kinds of thoughts at this time. How could she fall asleep?
He stopped the maid from waking her up and motioned her to go out first. The little maid blushed and smiled as she closed the door for the two of them.
She came to the bed and sat down. At such a close distance, Zhao Huer's fair skin looked even more delicate, exuding the youth and beauty of a young girl.
Song Qingshu's heart was full of pity for making her wait for half the night. At this time, Zhao Huer's body swayed and she lost her balance. He hurriedly hugged her from the side. His movements were very gentle, for fear of waking her up.
If it was any other time, Zhao Huer might have fallen asleep, but today was her wedding night. No matter how careless she was, she would not really fall asleep. She felt her body move and subconsciously woke up.
When she found herself lying in the arms of a man, she could not help but be shocked and almost cried out. It was not until she saw the other person's face that she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did I scare you?" The change in the other person's expression did not escape Song Qingshu.
Zhao Huer sat up straight and subconsciously wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth. "I accidentally fell asleep. I made a fool of myself in front of you."
"You are married, but you still speak so politely." Song Qingshu noticed that she was nervously tidying up her clothes and seemed to be worried about her makeup. He could not help but smile and hold her hand. "Don't worry, you are very beautiful now."
"Really?" Zhao Huer blushed and lowered her head, embarrassed to look at him.
Her little hands were very soft, and coupled with the infinite shyness of a young girl, Song Qingshu's heart seemed to be teased by a pair of invisible hands.
His heart was a little hot, but he also knew that he could not leave any regrets for her. "My wife, it's time to drink the nuptial wine."
Zhao Huan 'er, who had always been carefree, was like a shy quail when she heard the other party's greeting. She only responded softly.
After drinking the nuptial wine, Song Qingshu lowered his head to kiss her lips. Zhao Huan 'er seemed to know what was coming, and her small hands tightly grasped his clothes.
Song Qingshu was already having a hard time over there. At this time, he was hugging the soft body of a young girl who was full of love for him and tasting her sweet lips. He only felt that his whole body was extremely swollen. How could he still endure it? He casually put down the curtain beside the bed and the two figures slowly fell onto the bed.
There was only the sound of the red candle burning in the room, mixed with the soft whispers of a young girl from time to time.
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"Go to my sister's side." After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Huan 'er's shy voice came from under the red quilt. The young girl's cheeks were still faintly visible with tears, but there was not the slightest sadness, only satisfaction and happiness.
Song Qingshu could not help but laugh. "You two really have telepathy. Just now, Yuanyuan kept driving me over to your side, and now you keep driving me over to her side. So I'm so unpopular."
"No, no," Zhao Huan 'er hurriedly said. "I just don't want my sister to be sad alone."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll be sad?" Song Qingshu said gloomily. "Just now, I was also in a dilemma, and now I'm in a dilemma because of your teasing. It's really uncomfortable."
Zhao Huan 'er's cheeks blushed. Thinking of the charm just now, for a moment, she also felt a little reluctant.
Seeing that she had acquiesced, Song Qingshu smiled and went back under the quilt. Zhao Huan 'er raised her head slightly, revealing her snow-white and slender neck. She bit her red lips and subconsciously closed her eyes tightly. Between her brows, there was an expression that could not be determined whether it was pain or happiness.
After a long time, Zhao Huan 'er lay in her lover's arms, unable to summon any strength. "Husband, I can't be so selfish. You really should go to my sister's side. Otherwise, she'll be so lonely and sad."
Song Qingshu had a headache. "I don't want to be chased over by her again later." He thought of staying in this room for a while and then in another room for a while. There was no time for a good night's rest.
"But …" Zhao Huan 'er frowned. Obviously, she did not want her sister to be sad.
Song Qingshu suddenly moved closer to her ear and whispered softly. Zhao Huan 'er's face instantly turned red. "How can you do that!"
"Why not?" Song Qingshu kept trying to persuade her. "Anyway, the ceremony has just ended. There are no regrets for each of you."
"But … how are we going to meet people tomorrow?" Zhao Huan 'er turned around, leaving only her smooth and white back facing him.
Hearing that her tone had softened, Song Qingshu moved closer and said, "You are only worried about being seen by the people in the palace. When the time comes, there will be some rumors, so I did not force you. I asked you to go back to your rooms and stop other people from talking. It is already late at night, and there are not many people outside. Moreover, with my martial arts, I can guarantee that no one will find out. "
Zhao Huan 'er blinked. It was unknown whether she was thinking seriously or thinking about how to refuse.
"No matter which one of you is left alone on your wedding night, I will not go. That is why I have no choice but to do this." Song Qingshu continued to persuade her.
Zhao Huan 'er blushed and spat. "I am not a fool. How can I not know what my husband is thinking?"
Song Qingshu's expression was a little embarrassed when his thoughts were directly exposed.
Zhao Huan 'er bit her lip and finally made up her mind. "You have to send me back before dawn. Otherwise, if the servants see us, we really won't be able to live."
"Okay!" Song Qingshu could not help but be overjoyed. He wrapped the quilt around her and hugged her in his arms. He even used Imminent Skyline to go to the other room.
"Husband, why are you here again?" Hearing the noise in the room, Zhao Yuanyuan asked softly. She tried to get up, but her body was very tired.
Song Qingshu replied as he closed the door, "I don't want you to spend your wedding night alone."
"But what about Huan 'er if you come here?" Zhao Yuanyuan asked anxiously.
At this time, Song Qingshu had already come to the bedside. "So I brought her here."
Wrapped in the quilt, only her head was exposed. Zhao Huan 'er blushed and called out timidly, "Sister ~"
"Ah?" Zhao Yuanyuan exclaimed. She was half awakened from her drowsiness and hurriedly sat up. "Aren't you two making trouble? There are many people in the palace. Once this gets out, not only will the royal family lose face, but you will also be impeached by the censor."
She had always been gentle, but now she was unprecedentedly serious.
Song Qingshu put Zhao Huan 'er down and gently comforted her. "Don't worry, no one will see. I will quietly send Huan' er back before dawn."
Seeing that she still wanted to say something, Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "I just don't want any of you to spend the night alone. Don't worry, I will only sleep and do nothing else."
Zhao Yuanyuan bit her lip and sighed after a long time. "I am really afraid of you."
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