The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 564 Wedding Candle

   Not long after Song Jingchen left, Mo Yuan came in with a food box.

"So fast?"

  I was too excited to eat in the morning, and now seeing a table of delicious food, Shen Yijia immediately moved her index finger.

  Mo Yuan helped her to serve a bowl of crucian carp soup: "The master has already instructed the servants to prepare it."

   It's just that the uncle has never left the new house, and she is not good at knocking on the door.

  Shen Yijia took a sip of the soup. The soup was milky and mellow, the fish was tender, and it melted in the mouth. She curved her eyebrows and said, "Mother is so nice."

   Waiting for her to fill her stomach, Mo Yuan put the leftover cold dishes back into the food box, and took out a booklet from her arms and handed it over: "This is what the master asked the slave to give to the young lady."

  Shen Yijia took it. There was only a picture of a beauty on the booklet. She asked curiously, "What is this?"

   Mo Yuan shook her head: "I don't know, but the master specifically told the lady to read it carefully."

   Afraid that Shen Yijia would not take it to heart, Mo Yuan prepared to wait for Shen Yijia to finish reading before leaving.

   So serious?

  Shen Yijia opened the booklet and took a look.

   "Wow!" she exclaimed.

   Mo Yuan looked over curiously, and suddenly blushed: "This... this, Miss, take a look, the servant will go first."

   She picked up the food box and left, as if something was chasing her.

   Shen Yijia's eyes were fixed on a man and a woman in the booklet, and she didn't lift her head. The pictures in the booklet were too.... Compared with the book she had read before, it was nothing short of nothing.

   Turning two pages, Shen Yijia suddenly realized that this was the consummation, so wasn't she deceived by the beauty Xianggong before?

   Beauty Xianggong can't lie to her, maybe he can't either?

  Yes, that must be the case, Shen Yijia nodded firmly, it was the first time for everyone, and it was normal for the beautiful lady to not understand.

  Thinking of this, Shen Yijia's little face became serious, she has to study hard, and only after she has learned can she teach the beautiful lady...

   But this pose is too tricky...

   Song Jingchen didn't know that someone wanted to be his teacher after he left for a while.

  30,000 is no exaggeration to say that all the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty have come. In order to express the importance of Shen Yijia, Xuanyuan Qi led everyone directly before the early morning.

  There are royal chefs and palace servants in the palace, and the venue was set up quickly. In short, when Song Jingchen arrived, everyone had already drank.

  Song Jingchen held his forehead, inexplicably feeling that on the day of his big wedding, someone else would be hosting a banquet at his house.

   was only forced to receive guests, and one by one also enthusiastically drank with him.

  Gang chips staggered, and after finally finishing the round, Xuanyuan Ce held him again.

"Stinky boy..." He was a little drunk, but Song Jingchen was still not pleasing to the eye: "Listen well... This king is Jiajia's daughter, if you dare to let her down in the future, this king will not be the first. leave you alone..."

"That girl is stupid, her eyes are full of you, and she is very good to you... This, this is very similar to A Luo..." Xuanyuance picked up the glass and drank it, murmured: "You... don't Lost her like this king..."

  The atmosphere was a little awkward because of his last sentence.

  Xuanyuan Ziming hurriedly said: "Uncle Huang is right. Sister Jiajia is from our Xuanyuan family. Brother-in-law, you can't bully her."

   "Brother-in-law." The eldest prince and the second prince also raised their wine glasses, which was self-evident.

   Xuanyuan Qi was afraid that these two sons would one day become chips in the hands of the noble family, and he was always worried about them.

   But fortunately, the two of them are not people who are obsessed with power, and the relationship between the three brothers has always been good.

   At least so far, there has been no such thing as brothers closing the wall.

  Song Jingchen was poured several glasses of wine by several people. Finally, it was too late for Xuanyuan Qi to open his mouth, so few people let him go.

  The monarchs are gone, and the rest of the people are naturally embarrassed to stay, and they all bid farewell.

   sent everyone away, it was sunset and dusk.

  30,000 brought him a bowl of sober soup at the right time.

   "This was specially ordered by Mrs. Ji." He said.

   I have to say that Ji Luo was heartbroken for the couple to have a successful marriage. She was worried that Shen Yijia would not understand the courtesy of husband and wife Dunlon, and she was worried that Song Jingchen had drunk too much wine and made a mistake.

   If she hadn't known that Xuanyuan Qi's actions today were to support Shen Yijia, she would have thrown all the guests into a daze with a drug.

  Song Jingchen drank the sobering soup and took a bath in the front yard before returning to the new house.

   At that time, Shen Yijia had already taken off the phoenix crown and put on a light red underclothing, and a blue silk was pulled up at will with only a wooden hairpin.

  This wooden hairpin was given to her by Song Jingchen when he learned to carve roughly, and it is also her favorite one.

   Seeing him come in, Shen Yijia's eyes lit up, she didn't know what to think, and lowered her head a little shyly.

   With such a posture, there is a shy look of a newly married little lady.

   Song Jingchen's Adam's apple rolled twice, afraid of scaring Shen Yijia, he took a deep breath and tried not to be too eager.

   He walked in front of Shen Yijia with hands and feet, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you eaten yet?"

   Seeing him like this, Shen Yijia was not shy, and looked up at him generously.

  I don't know if it was because of drinking alcohol, or because of the candlelight, his face was a little red.

   is already handsome, and looking at it like this makes people fall over.

  Shen Yijia swallowed her saliva, and now she doesn't want to eat the dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder in front of her...

  Song Jingchen was waiting for her to answer when a red phantom rushed towards him.

   He was startled, hurriedly stretched out his hand to embrace the person, and when he lowered his head, he met a pair of shining eyes.

   "I don't want to eat anything, I just want to eat..." Shen Yijia leaned into his ear and spit out the last word.

   "Boom~" Song Jingchen only felt that something exploded in his mind.

   Fortunately, he was afraid of scaring this girl...

  Shen Yijia also wanted to mention that his previous round house was wrong, and there was a shadow over his eyes...

   The aroma of wine lingered, Shen Yijia felt that she was so drunk, and her brain had turned into a paste, all those she learned during the day were for nothing.

   After a long time, the person in front of him left, Shen Yijia opened her eyes hazy, a chuckle in her ear.

  Song Jingchen took her to the table, grabbed a glass of wine and handed it to her: "We forgot to drink together."

   Shen Yijia stared at him blankly, and drank the wine together with him.

  The wine cup was taken away, and the dense kiss fell again, lingering on her lips for a moment, and then the burden shifted to her neck.

   The tie around his neck was loosened, and the fiery red brocade slipped between the two of them.

  Song Jingchen picked her up and walked straight to the happy bed.

  Thousands of blue silk were scattered, and the soft red quilt was under him. The red curtain was slowly lowered, and the clothes were scattered on the ground.

   "Don't be afraid," he said.

  Shen Yijia reluctantly regained some sense of reason, her little hand clenched nervously into a fist and placed it in her heart, but she still replied in a low voice: "I'm not afraid."

The three words    completely broke the last string in Song Jingchen's heart.

  The red waves are rolling, the dragon and phoenix candles on the table complement each other, and the flame of the candle heart beats, reflected on the closed curtain, and two silhouettes can be seen, overlapping and entangled, rolling up and down, inseparable...

  The long night is long, it is because I have never been to Wushan Gorge, the rain and clouds are already strong.

   (I can’t write anymore, I’m going to enter the small dark room again. Ask for a monthly pass.)

   (end of this chapter)