Groom's clothes... put on?

Zhao Rong looked down.

Under the orange-reddish candlelight, her expression looked vaguely like a figure in a dream.

But those piercing eyes said that it was definitely her.

"good."

Zhao Rong didn't ask any questions and immediately turned around to change his clothes.

"Wait!"

Zhao Lingfei suddenly reached out and took his arm.

Zhao Rong turned around.

"But I..." She paused, reorganized her words, and whispered: "Don't you ask me if I am also wearing that red wedding dress?"

Zhao Rong smiled and said: "It's all the same."

Zhao Lingfei looked into his eyes and said, "No, it's different."

"I should have brought it with me."

She said stubbornly, her voice a little crying.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

"Zhao Qingjun, you are still my bride even if you don't wear wedding clothes."

Zhao Lingfei stopped talking.

Qiu Yan looked at him without blinking.

In front of the bed, the atmosphere became quiet.

"Then..." Xiao Qian'er, who was pinned down by Zhao Lingfei and eavesdropped in the quilt, her weak voice leaked out, "What about me?"

"You go ahead." Zhao Lingfei pressed her arched little head, lowered her head close to the little girl's ears, and threatened with a slightly fierce look: "Go back to the house and sleep."

"I can't sleep. I want health. What do you want to do?"

"Then go to your room and cool down. This is my wedding bed. There's nothing wrong with me if I don't have a little maid."

"Okay, you used to call me Hao Qian'er, but now you call me little maid. Miss, you have changed."

Even though the little Qian'er in the bed was being firmly pressed down by Zhao Lingfei's "murder weapon", she still had to raise her unyielding head high and arch her head, saying plausibly:

"Are you going to do something shameful, are you afraid that I will see it?"

"This is not something that a little maid should take care of."

"If you don't tell me, I know what it is. It's just to make up for the wedding night last time. What's the shame? At the Duke's Mansion at the beginning of the year, those seven aunts and eight grandmas didn't teach us before the wedding, didn't they?

Is there such a thing as bullying in the marriage bed? I remember I asked them why they didn’t fight back when their husband bullied them, but both you and them glared at her..."

Xiao Qian'er poured the beans into the bamboo bucket and shook them all out, "I remember you were so entranced when you heard it, and you made the back of my hand turn white..." Miss, what are you doing?

I don’t want to silence you, Brother Rong’er, help me, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Zhao Rong looked back and saw that Zhao Lingfei had already lifted the quilt under her body and blocked Xiao Qian'er's mouth.

"Shut up, you stinky girl." She whispered, then turned to him who was still taking a step and said quickly:

"Don't listen to her nonsense. She talks nonsense all the time."

"OK."

Zhao Rong nodded calmly,

Turned around.

The man couldn't help but grin.

Then without any delay, he ran straight to the screen on the other side of the room to change into his groom's clothes.

There are also words in his mouth: "The four great joys in life are the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber... the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber... the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber... the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber!"

Zhao Lingfei: "..."

Xiao Qian'er: "......"

After a while.

While someone behind the screen was 'studying' how to wear the groom's suit.

On the bed.

"Miss, seriously, let's stop making trouble now, okay?"

Xiao Qian'er got out of the quilt, raised her face and said:

"I think we can definitely discuss it again..."

"No, you go down quickly and go back to your room to sleep."

"Discuss and discuss..."

Zhao Lingfei interrupted ruthlessly: "No discussion."

Xiao Qian'er: "......"

She opened her mouth to yell again, but Zhao Lingfei glared at her, so she had to close her mouth and muttered in a low voice:

"Don't forget that I am also Brother Rong'er's maid. According to the customs in some places, I shouldn't try it for you first..."

"No need to come." Zhao Lingfei was tidying up the wedding bed and said angrily: "I asked you to follow him down the mountain before. I gave you so many opportunities but you failed to seize them. In the end..."

She couldn't say anything else.

At the foot of Wangquezhou Mountain, in many places, it is indeed the custom for newlyweds to have their maids warm the bed of the male host before the bridal chamber.

For Concubine Zhao Ling, there would be no jealousy or sadness if Zhao Rong slept with her eldest maid first.

On the contrary, I felt that Xiao Qian'er showed her best efforts and followed her and Zhao Rong without even competing for her status. She also tried her best to retain and maintain the newlyweds when their relationship broke down.

She didn't know how to taste her husband's so-called 'first time having sex' with Xiao Qian'er.

It’s just that life is sometimes difficult because things are unpredictable, the weather is unpredictable, and the gaps are hard to make up.

Seeing the lady's complicated and unspeakable look, Xiao Qian'er shrank her head.

When she first accompanied Brother Rong'er down the mountain, she did receive subtle hints from some young ladies.

Although the young lady didn’t say it clearly, even the night before Brother Rong’er went down the mountain, the young lady was very domineering and fierce. She was not allowed to be in front of or on top of the young lady...

But Xiao Qian'er knew what the young lady was thinking behind her cold appearance.

Because before leaving the mountain that day, the latter stuffed something into her...

"It's all my fault...it's all my fault for that maid Su. On the way down the mountain, she got in the way between me and Brother Rong'er..."

Halfway through the explanation, Xiao Qian'er's face turned bitter.

It is true that she failed to protect Brother Rong'er and the sweetheart husband she shared with the young lady.

Under the lowered gaze of the woman with autumn eyes, the girl who was always stubborn and tough-tongued hugged the quilt and buried her head in saying:

"Well, in fact, apart from this, after accompanying him to Hanjing, there were indeed several opportunities to go to Brother Rong'er... to warm the bed... to have sex. It's just that he was busy at that time.

Running between the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Palace, busy with the Zen Ceremony, I couldn't bear to waste his time. Besides..."

Xiao Qian'er said softly, paused again, quickly raised her head and glanced at the young lady who was biting her lip and listening, and gave another reason:

"In addition, I went back to Duyou City with Rong'er brother on the way, and had a meal with you and the little girl at Xia Chongzhai. I feel more and more that it would be better for you, Miss, to have sex with him for the first time. He is

The big pig's hooves blatantly brought the little fox home, and it's really unfair for you, Miss, to cook and entertain yourself..."

Concubine Zhao Ling became quiet after hearing this.

He looked at the maid in front of him who was curled up with the quilt in his arms.

It was quiet in front of the bed.

Neither the master nor the servant spoke anymore.

It was also quiet inside the house.

There was only the rustling sound of Zhao Rong changing clothes behind the screen in the other corner of the room.

"I am not aggrieved."

Zhao Lingfei suddenly stretched out her hand and placed it on Xiao Qian'er's thin shoulder.

He shook her hand.

"It's you who feel wronged."

"I didn't. Qian'er is not wronged. It's you who are wronged, Miss... I don't blame Brother Rong'er. In order to save me in the Zhulin Courtyard, he put himself in a dangerous situation like the Imperial Tomb and the Underground Palace... No.

It’s his fault…”

Xiao Qian'er lowered her head and said, "In the final analysis, it's all my fault for not guarding Brother Rong'er well. I took all precautions, but I still allowed that weird divorced girl named Luo Xiu to take advantage of her..."
To be continued...