Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

Chapter 896 1185: Wedding Night

Chapter 896: One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty Five: Wedding Night (Part )

"It's done!"

As soon as these words were spoken, thunderous cheers rang out inside and outside the hall, seeming to engulf the two newlyweds.

When Dongfang Nishang heard this, she, who was covered in a red dress, couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Although she and Chen Mo were acting, this wedding was real and now they had both completed all the steps of the wedding. From now on, at least in the eyes of all those who came to watch the ceremony, she, Dongfang Nishang, was Chen Mo's "wife."

A sense of hesitation arose in her heart, as well as anxiety about the future, longing, and a hint of joy.

Filled with a variety of complex emotions, Dongfang Nishang did not listen to any of the cheers around her. She herself, supported by the maids, returned to the bridal chamber that the Ministry of Internal Affairs had arranged for them in a daze.

Chen Mo still had to stay in the front hall and entertain guests with the female official representing Dongfang Nishang. The guests were very polite and congratulated Chen Mo when he came over.

Even the "rivals" who were jealous of Chen Mo marrying Dongfang Nishang did not dare to go against him at this time. They could only secretly use the rules of the wedding to trip up Chen Mo.

One by one they came to toast Chen Mo, as if they thought that if they got Chen Mo drunk, Chen Mo would not be able to spend the wedding night with the woman they loved.

People around them can actually see that they are targeting others, but they can't find any fault with it.

After all, when people come to toast you, they always say nice things and words of congratulations.

But Chen Mo had to drink it. If he didn't drink it, it would mean that he was not giving face and offending others.

But if you drink it, this wine is not ordinary wine, but brewed with various rare treasures from heaven and earth. After a few rounds, even a strong man in the fifth realm will have to fall down.

But this naturally did not pose a problem for him.

Chen Mo is not an upright person.

He can drink whatever is offered to him, but only he knows whether it goes into his stomach or not.

And he can also act drunk.

As long as he is drunk, there will be someone to help him refuse the alcohol.

Not far away, Chen Youke didn't know that his father was pretending to be drunk, and he also had ways to deal with it. Seeing so many people bullying his father, he wanted to go over to help, but going over to help so openly would definitely attract everyone's attention and cause unnecessary trouble.

This made Chen You very conflicted and upset.

Just at this time.

"Fairy Linglong."

Ye Baiyuan from the Daluo Sword Sect stepped forward and started dealing with Shui Linglong.

To put it bluntly, big shots like Ye Baiyuan and Shui Linglong were able to attend the wedding of the two younger generations entirely out of respect for Emperor Xuan.

In addition, they use this wedding as a platform for communication.

As the wedding ceremony ended, those who went to toast Chen Mo were all the younger generations brought by these big guys.

The big guys found people they knew and started chatting with them.

Ye Baiyuan's purpose was to make friends and broaden his daughter's horizons.

While talking with Shui Linglong, Ye Baiyuan took the opportunity to introduce his daughter.

"This is my little daughter Xiyue." Ye Baiyuan waved at his daughter and said with a smile, "Xiyue, come over and meet Fairy Linglong."

"I'm Ye Xiyue, a junior, nice to meet you, Senior Linglong." Ye Xiyue bowed to Shui Linglong with a sweet smile.

"She's so beautiful! If she wasn't Sect Master Ye's daughter, I would have wanted to dig her out and bring her to Baihua Pavilion." Shui Linglong said with a smile.

Ye Xiyue blushed.

Ye Baiyuan chuckled and said, "If Fairy Linglong likes it, feel free to take it away."

"Oh?" Shui Linglong smiled, then glanced back and said, "Song Yan, come and meet your Junior Sister Ye."

"Dad, I don't want to leave you." Ye Xiyue hugged Ye Baiyuan's arm.

Ye Baiyuan and Shui Linglong both laughed.

Obviously, both of them were just being polite and no one took it seriously.

Afterwards, Ye Baiyuan chatted with Shui Linglong and also started talking to Xiu Yibai who was standing beside him.

At Shui Linglong's suggestion, Song Yan pulled Ye Xiyue into their seven "small groups" and started chatting.

Thinking about her father's words, Ye Xiyue also chatted enthusiastically with Song Yan and the others, hoping to make friends.

"Hello, my name is Ye Xiyue."

Ye Xiyue got to know them one by one, and then came to Chen You.

"Hello, my name is Chen You, an outer disciple of Baihua Pavilion."

The wedding banquet was very lively, with people toasting each other and drinking until the evening, when the moon rose above the branches and the banquet gradually ended.

Chen Mo, who pretended to be drunk, was supported by a maid and went to the bridal chamber.

In the bridal chamber, Dongfang Nishang sat upright on the bed covered with bright red bedding. Her red wedding dress outlined her graceful body curves, and because of the special nature of the dress, it also added a bit of indescribable charm.

The beautiful cheeks, as white and delicate as snow, were covered by the red curtain above the head, and the slender jade fingers like tender bamboo shoots were nervously playing with each other.

In fact, the play ended when the ceremony ended.

After all, she and Chen Mo were not a real couple. After returning to the bridal chamber, there was no need for her to wear a red veil anymore and she could move around freely in the bridal chamber.

But no one knew what Dongfang Nishang was thinking. She just sat there, neither taking off her red veil nor removing her makeup.

Anyway, in her mind, a woman only has one wedding in her life.

Even if it's fake.

Dongfang Nishang also wants to try its best to make it perfect.

She wanted Chen Mo to take off her red veil.

She wanted Chen Mo to be the first person of the opposite sex to see her wedding makeup.

I want to have a wedding ceremony with Chen Mo.

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But she didn't know how to tell Chen Mo. She was afraid that he would misunderstand, and then refuse after misunderstanding. She was also afraid that he would not misunderstand.

The mixture of many emotions made her focus wander.

Just then, she heard some noise coming from outside.

"The prince consort is drunk, come and help."

"Xiao Cui, go to the kitchen and make a bowl of hangover soup for the prince consort."

"Hurry up and help the consort in. His Highness is waiting anxiously."

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The sound came from far away and Dongfang Nishang's body tensed up involuntarily, and her breathing became a little rapid.

Soon, the palace maid waiting outside knocked on the door.

"Your Highness, the Prince Consort is drunk."

After informing him, the door opened.

Two maids helped Chen Mo in.

Although Dongfang Nishang was covered with a red curtain, it did not affect her observation of the surroundings.

She stood up, stepped aside, and said, "Hurry up and lift the prince consort to the bed, then..."

"No, I'm not drunk."

Now that they had arrived at the bridal chamber, Chen Mo stopped pretending and woke up.

Although the palace maids and the servant girls were confused, they didn't say anything. After letting go of Chen Mo, they asked Dongfang Nishang to take their leave.

Dongfang Nishang waved her hand.

After the palace maid and the servant girl left the room, they closed the door, the servant girl left, but the palace maid still waited outside.

Seeing that only himself and Nichang were left in the bridal chamber, Chen Mo lazily sat down at the table, picked up the teapot on the table, and began to drink it. After a while, Chen Mo let out a long sigh and said, "Nichang, don't be tense, lift your veil and sit down. This play..."

Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Nishang gestured to him to keep quiet, and then whispered: "The two people outside are sent by our mother to help us in the bridal chamber."

When talking about the bridal chamber, Dongfang Nishang's face turned red behind the red curtain: "It is also intended to monitor us, so."

Dongfang Nishang's heart beat faster. This was a reason she had just made up. She hoped that Chen Mo could cooperate with her to make her wedding a complete success.

Chen Mo believed it, and immediately stood up and said loudly, "Nichang, please sit down. Your husband is going to lift your veil."

"Ah."

In fact, at this time, Chen Mo had completely believed what Huang Yi said to him when he first met her. He believed that his ancestors migrated from the Tianxing Realm to the small world. He had seen many cultures in the Tianxing Realm, which were the same as the culture of the small world.

Obviously they are of the same lineage.

The wedding ceremony is pretty much the same.

Red veil.

The golden scale that lifts the veil and the subsequent wedding wine ceremony.

Chen Mo gently lifted the red veil on Dongfang Nishang's head. The veil was slowly lifted, and the first thing that appeared was the delicate and charming lips and the tall and straight nose. The pair of handsome eyes turned into peach blossom eyes with a bit of charm, hiding the sharpness of the past and adding a bit of feminine fragility. At the moment when the two looked at each other, the eyes became shy and shy.

The difference in scene and the substitution of identities made Chen Mo's mind suddenly occupied by desire, and he stared intently.

Dongfang Nishang couldn't stand this unbridled and greedy look, but this was not the kind of disgust. Instead, she felt shy, nervous, and had a quickened heartbeat, all while feeling a bit happy.

After looking around, she stood up and picked up the wine glass beside her, saying, "It's time to have the wedding ceremony."

"Ah good."

Chen Mo came back to his senses at this point, feeling a little embarrassed. His next actions became awkward and shy, like a little girl.

After finishing the wedding wine, Dongfang Nishang's expression suddenly became charming and she called out, "Husband."

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment.

This is somewhat of an act.

Dongfang Nishang avoided Chen Mo's gaze and said, "We will be husband and wife from now on, and we may have to pretend for a longer time. I'll call you first to get used to it."

This reason is somewhat untenable.

But Chen Mo didn't know whether he believed it or was just pretending, so he just said, "Oh."

Dongfang Nishang took a deep breath, then looked at Chen Mo and said quickly: "Why don't you also scream to get used to it."

After saying that, fearing that Chen Mo might misunderstand him, he quickly added, "I was just joking."

"Madam." Chen Mo said.

"what?"

"Madam." Chen Mo said again.

This time, Dongfang Nishang finally heard clearly. Her eyes were slightly dazed. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and hummed shyly.

After that, there was a long silence in the bridal chamber.

The silence was broken only by the voice of the maid Xiao Cui.

"Your Highness, I have brought you some hangover soup. Would you like to give it to your husband?"

After Xiao Cui learned from the palace maid outside the house that the prince consort was not drunk, she wanted to leave with some sobering soup.

But a palace maid on the right suddenly said, why is there no noise in the room? Isn't it true that there is always a lot of noise in the bridal chamber?

So Xiao Cui wondered if the prince consort was really drunk.

After all, drunk people always say they are not drunk.

So she asked.

If she doesn't have a wedding night tonight because of drunkenness, then she will be committing a great sin.

"No, no need."

Inside the house, Dongfang Nishang looked at Chen Mo: "How about we make some noise, otherwise they will definitely tell mother what happened tonight?"

"How to do it?" Chen Mo asked.

Dongfang Nishang: "You ask me, didn't you have a wedding night?"

Chen Mo blinked and said, "Scream."

"what is it call?"

"Call the bed."

"Ah, how can I call you that? I don't know how to do that."

“Yes.”

"what?"

"what!"

outside the house.

Hearing the sound coming from the room, the two palace maids were stunned, and then they whispered to each other: "Why is your Highness's voice so loud? Is it so painful?"

"How should I know, I haven't tried it?"

"Don't look at me, I don't either."

inside the house.

"How is it?" Dongfang Nishang whispered.

"It lacks some emotion." Chen Mo said.

"What feelings?"

"That's right. Well, forget it. I can't tell you this. Only those who have experienced it can know. But those two people outside should have been fooled." Chen Mo said.

Dongfang Nishang lowered her head, placed her hands on her knees, tightly grasping her wedding dress, her face flushed red, and she murmured in her heart, what does it mean that only those who have experienced it know?
How could she respond?

There was another long silence.

But outside, the conversation between the two palace maids was heard again.

"It's over? So soon?"

"Could it be the prince consort?"

"Bah, shut up, you don't want to live anymore, I guess your husband is still drunk."

"Yes, he is still drunk."

inside the house.

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched and his face was full of black lines.

But he did not say anything to argue with the palace maids outside.

Because once you start to care about it, isn't it like proving something?

"Chen Mo. You."

"It's okay. If the imperial concubine asks you about it tomorrow, just say that I'm still drunk." Chen Mo said.

Dongfang Nishang blinked, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it and the silence continued.

Time passes little by little.

It's not a good idea for the two of them to just sit there and do nothing.

Dongfang Nishang poked Chen Mo's shoulder with her finger and whispered, "Chen Mo, how are we going to sleep tonight?"

Chen Mo said: "Nichang, you sleep on the bed, and I will just meditate on the floor for one night."

"Ah, how can this be possible?"

"It's okay. A few hours of meditation will pass quickly." Chen Mo said.

Dongfang Nishang uttered an "oh" and after a moment, she looked towards the windowsill and said to herself, "Actually, this wedding bed is quite big."

"Yes, it's quite big." Chen Mo said.

"You can lie down too."

"what?"

"We each take one side." Dongfang Nishang said, as if she had used up all her strength.

“This is not good.”

"We have already been married, this is nothing."

"That's right."

So Chen Mo got on the bed, he was on the outside and Dongfang Nishang was on the inside.

"This bed is quite soft." Dongfang Nishang said.

"Yes."

The two of them were having a completely awkward conversation.

"You shouldn't feel crowded, right? There's still plenty of space here. Do you want to come over a little?"