Chapter 865 Wedding Night
The auspicious time has come.

Xie Zhizhi finally entered the gate of Xiangfu.

In the midst of the bustle and bustle, one worships the heaven and the earth, the second worships the high hall, the husband and wife worship each other, and send them to the bridal chamber.

But at this moment, Tang Pan'er in the yard screamed in pain, and felt something slip out from under her body, followed by "Ah... ah... ah...",
One after another, loud and tender cries sounded.

Tang Pan'er's heart softened, and she showed an extremely weak smile.

The midwife hugged the little guy and smiled, "Congratulations madam, you are a son."

Tang Pan'er nodded weakly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, yo, look at this little guy, how handsome he looks."

The birth of a new life is always a joy.

Although Tang Pan'er wanted a daughter, she was also happy with a son.

This was the only remaining connection between her and him.

No matter how hard it is, she will definitely raise him up.

Thinking weakly, Tang Pan'er took a deep breath.

And Sun Mo in the Xiangfu compound, amidst the bustling din, was drinking wine glass by glass, his heart was inexplicably soft, painful, and cold, his cold face was set off by the bright red brocade robe , more and more mournful and silent.

Drinking and drinking, he was actually drunk.

Or, wine is not intoxicating, people are intoxicated.

He held Chang Xi's hand, he was very familiar with the way, and he was very tough, and went straight into the study around the corner.

As soon as he entered the study, he fell on the bed, unconscious.

Chang Xi stomped his feet anxiously.

Tonight is the wedding night, the wedding night, the master, the master actually slept in the study, what, what should I do!

He wanted to call the master, but how could he wake up after he fell asleep like this.

Changxi stomped his feet, so he could only go out and tell someone to go to the new house and tell them not to wait.

In the new house, Xie Zhizhi sat and waited on the bed meticulously, bearing a hijab weighing more than ten kilograms.

She had been waiting for a full afternoon, and her waist was sore from sitting, her back hurt, and her whole body was stiff.

The eldest girl, Ping'er, was heartbroken and asked her to take off her hijab many times to rest.

Xie Zhizhi just doesn't want to, the bride's hijab was picked up by her husband, she has to wait, wait for her husband to come and pick off her red hijab, from then on, the harp and harp sing, lovingly, lovingly, holding hands to see the prosperity of the world .

Waiting, waiting, until the sunset, until the guests are gone, until... my neck can hardly stand up...

Finally, the door of the new house creaked open.

Xie Zhizhi immediately straightened his body, his heart was pounding, almost to the point of his throat.

Fortunately, it's finally here, finally, it's still... here!
She wrung her hands and waited excitedly...

The nanny who came in glanced at the bride on the bed, and said calmly, "Grandma, pack up and go to sleep, the master drank too much, and he is already sleeping in the study."

"study……"

Ping'er suddenly cried out.

Momo glanced at her, and there was displeasure in her eyes. A girl, big or small, screaming so loudly, is she dissatisfied with the master!

Ping'er immediately knew he was wrong, and lowered his eyes.

As for Xie Zhizhi sitting on the bed, he was shaking with qi deficiency, trembling all over, and wringing his fingers tightly, he managed to stabilize his precarious body.

On the night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber, he stayed in the study.

She waited motionless for several hours, just for the moment when he lifted his hijab, he actually... stayed in the study!

She actually...

Xie Zhizhi was ashamed, painful, tired and wronged, biting his lip, suppressing the surging tears, and said in a low voice, "Mama's hard work, Ping'er, see off Mama .”

(End of this chapter)

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