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Looking at Chu Xunzhen in her red wedding dress, Nangong Yue felt as if she were in a dream.

When she was a child, she saved his life. Later, out of gratitude, he let her join the Gu Sect to learn.

She lived up to expectations and became a saint.

Nangong Yue picked up the stick and lifted the bridal veil.

With a face like a peach blossom, eyes like autumn water, and exquisite makeup, Chu Xunzhen caught Nangong Yue's eye.

Her skin was as white as snow, and when she lifted her sleeve, her slender hands were revealed.

Nangong Yue spoke softly, her eyes filled with amazement.

"Sister, you are so beautiful."

Chu Xunzhen blushed and picked up her wine glass.

The two looked at each other, intertwined their arms, and drank the nuptial wine.

"Is Your Highness hungry? Would you like some food? Or perhaps some hangover soup?"

Chu Xunzhen caught a faint scent of wine on Nangong Yue's body.

She was also a little drunk.

This wine is truly extraordinary; she only sniffed it a few times before feeling somewhat intoxicated.

"I'm hungry. I'm so hungry, why don't you feed me, sister?"

As he spoke, the bed curtains were drawn, casting deep candlelight.

The two were like mandarin ducks flying into the clouds, or like a small boat adrift in the deep sea, bobbing and swaying in the storm.

A light gauze curtain hangs in the warm tent, the candlelight flickers.

Like the long cry of a spirit bird, or even the mournful cry of a black bird, the dense drumbeats fell like a torrential downpour.

Outside the bridal chamber, the maidservants stood guard, their faces flushed, while ten buckets of heated water remained on standby.

Chunxi was both worried and happy.

The young lady finally left the cannibalistic Marquis's mansion and married His Highness. She only hoped that His Highness would never change and would never betray her.

One night passed.

A gentle breeze was blowing in the early morning.

When Chu Xunzhen woke up, her whole body was sore and weak.

In her past life, when she married Gu Changfeng, he disliked her and she was disappointed for a long time. She cried and begged him before he reluctantly and hastily ended things with her.

She loved him, loved him so humbly.

Having been reborn, she thought she wouldn't give her heart away, but the Ninth Prince's sincerity moved her.

A man who is so innocent and without guile is a truly good husband.

I never imagined I would have such an experience in this lifetime.

On the bed, the man spoke softly and tenderly. She went from nervous to at a loss, and finally let him do as he pleased.

So this is what it means to be perfectly compatible. This is what it feels like to be intimate with someone.

Chu Xunzhen was somewhat dazed.

Nangong Yue pushed open the door, looked at her with surprise, and said, "Sister, you're awake?"

Chu Xunzhen blushed slightly and turned her head away.

Nangong Yue chuckled and said, "Good sister, were you satisfied last night?"

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it, because once he did, Chu Xunzhen's mind was filled with images from last night.

Since her rebirth, she has never gone a whole night without sleeping.

Chu Xunzhen deliberately spoke up: "This is bad."

"Oh?" Nangong Yue chuckled. "Then I'll try my best to satisfy you tonight, sister."

Chu Xunzhen's eyes widened suddenly.

She doesn't understand.

Even if he is cured and no longer mentally impaired, he shouldn't do something like this.

She had thought he would need her guidance in this kind of thing, but how come he was so good at it?

Could it be that the palace maids taught him?

"What are you daydreaming about? Sis, wash your face first."

Nangong Yue put the handkerchief in the water, wrung it out, and used it to wipe Chu Xunzhen's face.

Chu Xunzhen was shocked and sat up abruptly.

"Your Highness, shall I do it myself?"

But the next moment, his whole body went limp and he fell backward.

Nangong Yue reached out and hugged Chu Xunzhen, her voice magnetic: "How could you be so careless, shove?"

He carefully wiped her forehead, eye sockets, face, corners of her mouth, and behind her ears.

He even picked her up and sat her down at the table.

"I asked Chunxi about your dietary restrictions. Look, these are all your favorite foods, right? Try some."

Nangong Yue's gentleness made Chu Xunzhen feel dazed for a moment.

Looking at the maids and seeing Nangong Yue hugging her like this, her face flushed again.

"Your Highness, I can manage on my own."

As she spoke, Chu Xunzhen was about to jump off him.

But Nangong Yue firmly grabbed her ankle and tickled it.

Chu Xunzhen gripped his half-open sleeve tightly and laughed.

"Stop scratching me, stop scratching me. I'll eat it, I'll eat it."

Nangong Yue peeled a shrimp for Chu Xunzhen and ladled her a bowl of porridge.

A smile flashed in Nangong Yue's eyes as she tightened her grip on Chu Xunzhen, beaming with pride, "Sister, make sure you replenish your energy. Otherwise, you'll be begging for mercy again tonight."

Chu Xunzhen stared at him intently, unable to believe it.

Is the smiling man in front of me, who even has a hint of cunning, really Nangong Yue?

"Your Highness, you weren't like this before."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yue's brows relaxed: "Then what is it? Is sister disappointed? Does she not like me anymore?"

As he spoke, his eyes reddened, and tears welled up in his bright eyes.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I like Your Highness, I like you very much, and I'm not disappointed."

As Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, Nangong Yue smiled and asked, "Sister, are you full?"

Chu Xunzhen nodded, and the next moment, she was picked up by Nangong Yue.

"But I'm still very hungry, sister, let me taste your flavor."

Chunxi and the others retreated quickly.

The maids couldn't wait to escape.

It had only been a short while since the door to the Ninth Prince's room was closed when sounds that made one blush could be heard coming from inside.

On the tatami mat.

Chu Xunzhen's face was dripping with blood.

She had been refusing.

It's really no use anymore.

Nangong Yue was terrifying last night.

She believed that even the most diligent ox could not do as well as him.

At this moment, her legs were still weak.

But to everyone's surprise, Nangong Yue lowered her head and smiled foolishly: "Sister, I'll serve you. Don't be angry. I'll be very restrained."

Chu Xunzhen wanted to say something, but her body suddenly went limp.

Before long, she felt as if she were floating on air, as if a gentle breeze was blowing on her face, or as if she were being baptized by sweet rain.

While Chu Xunzhen was riding high on her wedding night, Chu Wanrou's wedding night turned into a ridiculous affair.

No one knows who it was, but before the Loyal Marquis entered the room, he threw a rooster into it.

The rooster, startled, jumped around wildly, its feathers flying everywhere.

This is the scene that Gu Changfeng saw when he came in.

"What happened?"

"Brother Changfeng, who threw the rooster in here?"

Gu Changfeng grabbed the rooster by the wing and flung it out of the room before closing the door again.

He glanced at Chu Wanrou, whose head was covered in chicken feathers and whose clothes were mismatched, both see-through and thin.

Gu Changfeng frowned and said stiffly, "It's alright."

He preferred Rou'er, who was dressed in white and remained pure despite her surroundings, not the woman in the gauze dress before him, who was about to seduce him.

How could this happen?

Rou'er was so aloof and otherworldly in her past life.

Why can't I have that kind of temperament in this lifetime?

Chu Wanrou's eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and she said, "Brother Changfeng, since you weren't here today, I married the rooster."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Rou'er," Gu Changfeng said.

"Brother Changfeng, shall Rou'er help you with your washing up?"

Chu Wanrou took the initiative to walk up to Gu Changfeng.

Looking at Chu Wanrou in her red gauze dress, Gu Changfeng couldn't help but think of Chu Xunzhen.

In his past life, he disliked Chu Xunzhen, but Chu Xunzhen only looked sad and remained well-behaved.

Even if she hoped to gain her husband's affection, she would not lift her bridal veil herself, take off her wedding dress, and put on a gauze dress that resembled what a courtesan would wear.

"No need. I have official business to attend to. You should rest first."

After saying this, Gu Changfeng fled in panic.

Chu Wanrou stared blankly at Gu Changfeng as he left, then her eyes twisted in disbelief.

Men are all heartless. They don't cherish what they have.

If Chu Xunzhen had been successfully tricked by her and Chen Lianxin that day, how could Chu Wanrou have lost her virginity?

study.

Gu Changfeng was drawing with a wolf-hair brush in hand.

With just a few strokes, Chu Xunzhen's appearance came to life.

That's how she looked in her wedding dress in her past life.

Gu Changfeng didn't know what was wrong with him. He clearly liked Rou'er so much, but now that he had married her, he didn't seem as happy as he had imagined.

Why is this?

Qingsong stood to the side, grinding ink for Gu Changfeng.

Looking at his painting of a woman, I initially thought it was the newlywed Lady Hou, but who knew it was actually the Ninth Prince's wife.

"Qingsong, tell me, did Chu Xunzhen really share a room with the Ninth Prince?"

Upon hearing this, Qingsong's eyes flickered, and he said to Gu Changfeng, "Although I haven't been here long, I have heard about what happened before. Miss Chu once admired you so much that she was determined to marry you, but now that she has married the Ninth Prince, she is probably not in control of her own destiny."

Upon hearing this, Gu Changfeng's face turned angry.

"A stupid and useless prince, he's just lucky to have been born into such a family. If he dares to force himself on Chu Xunzhen, she definitely won't give in."

"You are right, my lord."

Gu Changfeng's expression brightened upon hearing this address.

He was the youngest marquis in Da Ning. Which woman in the entire capital didn't envy Chu Wanrou?

Although the Marquis of Chongding's mansion is currently in debt, he is a reborn person. As long as he waits until the end of the year, when a drought strikes, he can make a fortune from the disaster.

Gu Changfeng was still somewhat worried and said, "Go and find out tomorrow, then come back and tell me what's going on with them."

"Yes, my lord."

Nine Palaces.

When the emperor favored Nangong Yue the most in his early years, he ordered people to build a mansion for him.

Previously, Nangong Yue had always lived in Jinghe Palace within the palace.

Now that they are married, he brought Chu Xunzhen back to the Prince's residence.

The palace maid arrived, and Chunxi handed the bridal handkerchief she had already put away to the maid.

The old woman glanced at it and beamed from ear to ear: "Congratulations, Ninth Prince! Congratulations, Ninth Princess! The Empress Dowager has bestowed upon you one hundred pearls from the South China Sea."

The box full of South China Sea pearls was even rounder and fuller than the ones Chu Mingyuan had sent before. Each pearl was about the size of a fist and emitted a pearly white luster.

If you look closely, you can see the fiery colors on each of the South China Sea pearls.

"Thank you for the Empress Dowager's gift."

Chu Xunzhen forced himself to stand up and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Princess Ninth Prince, there's no need for such formalities."

The old woman looked at Chu Xunzhen and said respectfully.

Chu Xunzhen gave Chunxi a wink, and Chunxi took out a money pouch from her bosom and handed it to the nanny.

The old woman took the money bag, felt its weight, and her smile became even brighter.

"Thank you for the reward, Ninth Prince's Consort."

The old woman withdrew.

Chu Xunzhen glanced at the South China Sea pearls and said to Chunxi, "Put them in the storeroom."

"Yes."

Just then, a small figure came into view.

A little girl, dressed in a pink dress and with an exquisitely beautiful face, rushed into Chu Xunzhen's arms.

"Xiangxiang, Auntie smells good."