Ask the mountains and rivers

Chapter 302 Drunk
Pei Qinghe was relatively composed, managing to control her drunkenness and not losing her composure.

Pei Yun had a high alcohol tolerance and drank several cups without changing her expression.

Pei Yan is the worst drinker when it comes to alcohol tolerance and behavior. Pei Zhi, who never learns from her mistakes, made Pei Yan drink a few more glasses of wine, only to be dragged aside by the collar by Pei Yan again.

While eating and drinking, everyone peeked out to watch the excitement.

Yang Hu couldn't sit still any longer and quickly walked over, wanting to help Pei Zhi out of the predicament.

Pei Yan grinned: "From today onwards, I'm your cousin-in-law. A sparring match between your cousin-in-law and you doesn't count as beating someone up, does it?"

Yang Hu felt a chill run down his spine. When he saw Pei Zhi's pitiful and delicate appearance with her pouting lips, he was immediately filled with rage and shouted, "If you want to fight, sister-in-law, come at me! Let go of Pei Zhi!"

Pei Zhi cast a grateful and shy glance at her.

Pei Yan indeed let go and gave Yang Hu a good beating. Considering it was a joyous occasion, she unusually showed mercy and didn't hit Yang Hu's head or face.

Li Chi watched with great enjoyment, raising his glass to clink with Song Dalang's: "Miss Pei Yan truly lives up to her reputation as a fierce general in the Pei family army. Her skills, her punches, wow!"

Song Dalang wasn't a good person either. He chuckled and whispered, "Why don't you try your skills? You might not dare to fight the general, but it wouldn't hurt to fight Miss Pei Yan. It doesn't matter if you win or lose."

Li Chi chuckled, completely unmoved by the trap: "Miss Pei Yan is incredibly strong and brave; I'm ashamed to admit my inferiority. I'd better not go looking for a beating!"

Look at Yang Hu, being chased and running around like a madman. He's in a sorry state, utterly pathetic!

It goes perfectly with food and drinks, it's wonderful.

Song Dalang watched this unfold, secretly amused. The Pingyang army was a guest force; they'd only come to provide support and would soon be returning. Li Chi's Liaoxi army would inevitably clash with Yang Hu's Guangning army in the future. Don't let Li Chi's respectable appearance fool you; he's cunning beyond measure. Yang Hu's intelligence only dipped when he encountered Pei Zhi. In reality, he's a strategist renowned for his tactics. There's plenty of excitement to come!
Pei Yun and Pei Qinghe sat together and chuckled softly, "Pei Yan is acting crazy because she's drunk, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Pei Qinghe glanced over with a smile: "Pei Zhi has been leading the trouble all day, and I already intervened once during the day. Now that someone is willing to take the beating for Pei Zhi, what else can I say?"

Pei Yun chuckled: "You've had too much to drink tonight too!"

The alcohol was taking effect, making her a little dizzy, yet also filled with the same excitement and exhilaration. Pei Qinghe remained calm: "No, I'm not drunk."

Most of those who say they're not drunk are actually overdrinking.

Pei Yun smiled for a moment, and specially sent someone to deliver a message to Shi Yan, asking him to prepare some hangover soup and the like.

The moon was high in the sky when the banquet finally ended.

Pei Qinghe entered the new house with steady steps.

Shi Yan brought over a bowl of hangover soup: "Drink the hangover soup first."

Pei Qinghe said seriously, "I'm not drunk."

Shi Yan suppressed a laugh and coaxed, "Yes, yes, you're definitely not drunk. The hangover soup is sweet, let me feed you." He scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Pei Qinghe's lips.

Pei Qinghe opened her mouth and drank it; it was sweet and tasted quite good. She took the bowl, drank a big gulp, and then tilted her head back to kiss Shi Yan. The sweet hangover soup went from her mouth to his.

Shi Yan held her tightly.

Flames surged throughout his body.

……

The candles on their wedding night burned until dawn.

The night breeze stirred, and the tree branches swayed gently.

……

Pei Qinghe closed her eyes and fell asleep, feeling satisfied and exhausted.

In her hazy sleep, she felt an arm around her, and she naturally leaned closer. Skin to skin, warm and unexpectedly comfortable.

When they opened their eyes again, the sun was high in the sky and it was already bright. Pei Qinghe was too lazy to move, and Shi Yan, who was exhausted from the night, also didn't move. They lingered in each other's warmth, embracing each other tightly.

"Does it hurt?" Shi Yan whispered.

Pei Qinghe chuckled softly, "I'm alright. How are you? Are you very tired?" Men and women are naturally different in their physical structure. The wedding night drains a man's energy. Pei Qinghe had felt slightly unwell, but after sleeping for a few hours, she had recovered.

Shi Yan didn't try to be strong. He whispered in her ear with a smile, "I am a little tired. Let me rest for a day. I'll have the energy to serve the general tonight."

Pei Qinghe couldn't help but chuckle and spat at him.

The newlyweds laughed and joked for a while before getting up to wash and dress themselves.

On the second day of the wedding, it is time to visit relatives and offer tea.

The elders, including Madam Feng, had gotten up early to wait. After waiting for a while, Pei Yun arrived first, having already wrapped the package.

Bao Hao had stayed in Changping County after traveling with the Pei family. The Pei family had long considered Bao Hao one of their own. The shy Bao Hao blushed quickly after being teased and joked with, looking like a newlywed bride, head bowed in embarrassment.

After waiting for a while, Pei Yan and Yang Huai came in.

Pei Yun glanced at him and chuckled, "Pei Yan, are you still drunk?"

Pei Yan drank an unknown amount of alcohol yesterday, and in her drunken frenzy, she chased Yang Hu around in all directions. Later, amidst the cheers of the crowd, she triumphantly entered the bridal chamber.

Once the door was closed, no one knew what happened afterward. It's unknown whether poor Yang Huai was beaten up.

At this moment, Pei Yan looked listless and dejected, showing no signs of the joy of her new marriage.

"It's all Pei Zhi's fault. She made me drink so much last night." Pei Yan gritted her teeth. "Wait until she gets married, and I'll see how I deal with her."

Everyone was amused and laughed.

Yang Huai was also filled with resentment. While others were enjoying their honeymoon in blissful intimacy, he had spent the entire previous night caring for the intoxicated Pei Yan, and they hadn't even been able to consummate their marriage. No one was more miserable than him.

After waiting for a long time, Pei Qinghe and Shi Yan finally arrived.

She was dressed in red again today. The style was simpler than her wedding attire, but the bright red color made the newlyweds look radiant and glowing.

"I got up a little late, sorry to have kept everyone waiting." Pei Qinghe was calm and composed, without the slightest bit of shyness.

Shi Yan also calmly and generously bowed to everyone to express his apology.

Yang Huai glanced jealously at Shi Yan, who looked slightly haggard and tired.

Madam Feng smiled and said, "You all come one by one to offer tea. My greeting gift has been prepared long ago."

Pei Yun, being the oldest, led her newlywed husband in serving tea first.

A new bride must kowtow upon entering the house. The same applies to a son-in-law. He respectfully kowtows three times and receives a generous gift.

Then, it was Shi Yan's turn.

Shi Yan kowtowed to his mother-in-law and began to call her "Mother".

Mrs. Feng was overjoyed, her eyes welling up with tears: "Good child, get up quickly."

The other aunts and elders laughed and said, "In the future, when Qinghe leads troops to fight in the outside world, Shiyan will always be able to stay in Peijia Village."

"When Qinghe becomes pregnant and gives birth, Shiyan will be able to take care of the child."

They were pressured to have a baby the day after the wedding.

Pei Qinghe's lips twitched.

Finally, it was Yang Huai's turn. Yang Huai knelt down deftly, kowtowed, offered tea, acknowledged his relatives, and changed his address to them. He was extremely quick, and it was unknown how many times he had secretly practiced.

After the family lunch, Pei Qinghe returned to her residence.

Pei Yan followed him as usual.

Yang Huai grabbed Pei Yan's wrist tightly: "Let's go back to our new house."

(End of this chapter)