The prince is more stable

Chapter 191: Sharing the same bed and coffin
Buddha said that it takes a hundred years of cultivation in the previous life to cultivate the fate of husband and wife in this life.

This couple must have been slacking off when they were practicing in their previous lives, and for some unknown reason, they ended up having such a bad relationship in this life.

On the wedding day, Zhao Hao was so angry that he jumped up and down and cursed outside the palace, but Feng's carriage had already driven away.

As a son, Zhao Xiaoqian naturally did not want to interfere in his parents' love affairs, but objectively speaking, Feng won this round.

When it comes to arguments, men are naturally at a disadvantage. They can't win the argument, they really can't win the argument.

He didn't say a word in person just now, but now that everyone has left, Zhao Hao has become sharp-tongued. What's the point of outputting combat power to the air in the middle of the night?

Zhao Xiaoqian yawned and said, "Father, I can't handle the wine any more. I'm going to rest first. Would you... like to rest too?"

Zhao Hao was still spitting and cursing loudly, pointing in the direction the carriage had disappeared. Hearing this, he said without turning his head, "Go to the bridal chamber and don't delay our business. I'll scold you for a while longer. This evil woman is really bullying!"

"By the way, work hard in the bridal chamber and try to get it right. Our Chu Palace has few descendants, so we rely on you to have children. Give birth to the eldest son first, and I will be able to do my duty to our ancestors."

Zhao Xiaoqian rubbed his face and said, "This matter...it's really not something that can be achieved by working hard. I can only say that I will do my best. Otherwise, Dad and the concubines in the mansion should also work hard. I don't mind having more brothers and sisters."

Zhao Hao snorted and said disdainfully, "No matter how hard I try, the children I give birth to will still be illegitimate. Our palace, our warehouses, shops, and lands are destined to be yours in the future. What's the point of having more children? When they grow up, they will compete with you and cause trouble for you."

Well, that is indeed true. Even if Zhao Hao opened a small account, it would not have any impact on Zhao Xiaoqian.

But after several years, a group of illegitimate brothers and sisters started to cause trouble for him. They annoyed him all day long for this little family property, and it was inconvenient for him to kill them as his own brothers. It was really annoying.

"Father, please continue to scold me. I'll take my leave now." Zhao Xiaoqian turned and left, as if he had made up his mind.

Zhao Hao nodded perfunctorily and continued to output his fighting power. Outside the palace gate in the dead of night, Zhao Hao pointed at the dark air and opened his mouth to continue cursing, but suddenly his expression froze.

"Where were you just now? This evil woman has driven me completely mad! Let's start from the beginning!"

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In the backyard of the palace, there are wedding candles in the bridal chamber.

The candlelight flickered in the spacious room. A pair of large red candles as thick as arms were burning, but the light in the room seemed a little dim.

Di Ying sat beside the candlestick with her veil still on. After being escorted from the wedding hall to the bridal chamber, she had been sitting alone beside the bed for several hours.

Her legs, feet and buttocks were numb, but in order to maintain her image as a lady, Di Ying remained motionless like a sculpture.

It was already past midnight. There was a night watchman in the palace who struck the gong a few times, and then the surroundings fell silent again.

Di Ying's little face was wrinkled under the veil, and her legs and feet were a little out of control. It was really uncomfortable to stay motionless for several hours. Moreover, she was very hungry.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoqian gave her a piece of hazelnut cake when he came to pick her up, which filled her stomach a little, otherwise she would have been crying from hunger by now.

Secretly lifting a corner of the veil, Di Ying discovered a pair of big red candlesticks on the table, as well as several plates of exquisite fruits and snacks, which symbolized "continuous generations" and prosperity of descendants.

Di Ying swallowed quietly, stretched out her little hand, and prepared to touch the fruits on the table.

Just as her slender fingers touched the fruits, she heard noises outside the house. The door of the bridal chamber opened and then closed.

Di Ying retracted her hand quickly and resumed her dignified sitting posture.

Thinking of what was about to happen next, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her little hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, twisting and twisting them like a rope.

Di Ying felt someone sit down next to her, and her body trembled slightly. She heard a soft laugh, and then her vision suddenly returned to normal. Zhao Xiaoqian personally removed her veil.

"My lady, you've been waiting for a long time." Zhao Xiaoqian chuckled.

Di Ying looked flustered and nervous, pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Master..." Di Ying stuttered and changed the address: "Master is drunk. Do you want the maid to prepare some sobering soup?"

"No need. If you're drunk, just sleep. What's the use of hangover soup?" Zhao Xiaoqian collapsed onto the bed and sighed, "I'm really exhausted today. My wife, we must love each other and stay together for the rest of our lives. Getting married is too much trouble. I don't want to go through this again."

Di Ying chuckled: "You're talking nonsense again. Are we in love just to avoid getting married a second time?"

The familiar atmosphere of chatting returned, and Di Ying finally calmed down a little from her newlywed nervousness. Just as she was about to chat with him for a few more words, she discovered that Zhao Xiaoqian, who was lying down, was actually snoring slightly.

Di Ying was stunned. How could he fall asleep? There was still one last ceremony to complete. Besides, tonight was the wedding night. Could it be... a vegetarian diet?

It was a good thing that she had secretly read that obscene picture album several times last night and memorized a lot of knowledge points like cramming before an exam, just to avoid spoiling her new husband's fun.

But now this situation...

Di Ying gritted her teeth and thought, okay, let's not worry about the wedding consummation, but the last ceremony in the bridal chamber must be completed, otherwise it would be unlucky. This was what her mother had repeatedly warned her about before she got married.

Under the candlestick on the table, there were two gourd-shaped objects that were split in half. Di Ying stood up and poured some wine. She took a sip from one of them, smacked her lips, and frowned. It didn't taste good. Why do men like to drink this stuff?
The other one was also filled. Di Ying held it and carefully put it to Zhao Xiaoqian's mouth. Seeing that his lips were tightly closed, Di Ying couldn't help feeling worried. After thinking about it, she pried his mouth open a little bit and poured the wine into his mouth little by little.

The cold wine slid into his throat, and Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Di Ying half-lying on him, pouring something into his mouth with a determined expression. The scene was just like Jinlian feeding Dalang medicine.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Xiaoqian was shocked. "On such a happy day, what do you want to do?"

Di Ying was also frightened and stammered, "Sir...don't misunderstand me. My mother said that on the wedding night, we have to drink the wedding wine to be considered a real couple. We can't forget this, otherwise it will be unlucky."

Zhao Xiaoqian's expression relaxed. "So you poured me wedding wine?"

"Yes!" Di Ying nodded vigorously, indicating that she was harmless and had no intention of murdering her husband.

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and brought the wedding wine over, one for each of them, then winked: "Let's take care of each other for the rest of our lives, and live happily ever after. Madam, thank you for your help."

Di Ying was inexplicably moved and said, "We share the same bed in life and the same coffin in death. Husband and wife share the same fate and will never leave each other."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and then drank it all.

It seemed as if there was some kind of fateful curse that quietly and silently bound the fate of the two together.

After a long pause, Di Ying said softly, "Sir, you are exhausted and drunk today. It would be better if you could rest early. I will help you take off your clothes..."

Just as she was about to move, Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly turned around and hugged her. Di Ying screamed in surprise, but Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and said, "Madam, you screamed too early."

Di Ying's cheeks flushed, and she felt extremely embarrassed: "Sir... aren't you drunk?"

"I'm drunk, but I'm not useless. How could I miss the wedding night?"

The two of them fell on the bed without knowing when. The red candle on the table was still burning, but two lotus flowers bloomed.

(End of this chapter)