Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Under the dim light, those clear and burning peach blossom eyes were very calm.

"Xiao Qing, you will regret it."

"..." The noble young man with red and soft eyebrows stared at her in confusion.

There was a pause.

But it only paused for a moment.

He couldn't understand what she was saying, and he didn't want to hear it.

He pulled her hand away and hummed softly.

"I can do whatever I want, but you are not allowed to speak!"

He is very fierce. If you really push him hard, he will bite.

"...Xiao Qing, be good, don't do this-"

He stared directly at her lips and covered them directly.

It's fierce and young, and it doesn't have any structure yet.

Like a little kitten that has just gone into heat, it only relies on instinct.

She clenched her fist slightly.

During his movement, the red curtain of the wooden bed shook, and then hung down silently.

Blocking the view on the bed.

On the candlestick, the festive red candle finally burned out at the last moment.

In the room, the light dimmed instantly and it became pitch black.

In the silent room, only the subtle and ambiguous sound came.

"Small--"

"Don't talk!"

The soft voice was fierce.

"..."

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That night, the temperature outside was very low.

After the rain, the temperature dropped sharply at night.

Outside the wedding room, a thin layer of white frost seemed to have condensed on the big word "囍".

It had been blown by the cold wind all night, and a corner of it seemed to have been blown open, shaking from time to time.

When the sunlight penetrates the dark and thick clouds and shines directly on it, the new festive red and crystal clear frost are particularly dazzling against the golden sunlight.

Shining like a beautiful piece of art.

Extraordinarily pleasing to the eye.

Just after dawn, the servants of the General's Mansion got up.

Clean the yellow and fallen leaves from the ground, prepare the meals, and count the gifts received yesterday one by one.

Almost all the servants were selected from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and all of them were very capable of doing things.

No words were spoken, and they were all doing their own things quietly.

Therefore, the owner of the room is still asleep and does not need to worry about anything else.

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At midnight in the morning, Xia Lin was waiting outside the master bedroom and listened.

There was still no sound in the room, as if neither of them had woken up.

He knew that his young master could sleep. On weekdays in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would often sleep until the afternoon.

But I never thought that even the general could sleep like this?

Xia Lin murmured in her heart, thinking about whether to knock on the door.

Fortunately, here, the housekeeper of the house is here.

She also came to see if the masters were up.

When Xia Lin saw her, he immediately pulled her aside, shook his head and lowered his voice.

"The general and the young master haven't woken up yet. Nanny, do you think I should wake them up?"

The housekeeper looked at him strangely, "What do you want them to do?"

"But now they-"

"That means their relationship has improved."

The sensible butler nodded his head, "You kid, why are you so ignorant?"

"Is it possible that the general and the young master have a good relationship and you are not happy?"

"...What are you saying, mama? The young master and the general have a good relationship, of course I am happy."

"Isn't that enough? Don't bother them."

Xia Lin scratched his head and said oh.

The housekeeper looked at the closed and silent door.

"Since they haven't woken up yet, just wait until they wake up and call me again. Just wait here."

Xia Lin nodded, "I understand, mama."

The butler is leaving now.