On the Wedding Night, Ms. Cui Realized

"The groom is here!"

The mother-in-law shouted, no matter how bad Xining Bo was with his eldest daughter, he had been a hands-off shopkeeper for eighteen years, and once he sent his daughter to marry, he was in a complicated mood, thinking that Cui Ti was his flesh and blood.

As soon as he wanted to leave, his wife pinched his waist heavily.

Resisting not to shout, Uncle Xining sent his daughter out.

Cui Ti has no biological elder brother, so she rejected her mother's kindness to let an elder brother from the Cui family carry her on the sedan chair.

When the sedan chair landed eight times, Pei Xuan got off the horse, and the big red flowers tied on his chest fluttered in the wind.

She is the prime minister's direct son, and to marry the blind girl raised by Uncle Xining in the south courtyard is a wonderful thing for Cui's family. She came here without any obstacles.

Song Zizhen and Zheng Wuzhi stood by her side in best suits, like door gods.

There was a constant sound of blowing and beating around, and there were many people watching the excitement. As the sun set and the afterglow poured down on the earth, Song Zizhen whispered: "Come here, come here!"

Here comes the bride.

Cui Ti wore a red wedding dress and a red hijab, and walked out of the house with the support of Mrs. Xiningbo and Bai Ge.

The wind in May is warm, the willows are swaying, and Cui Dai stands behind her mother and finally sees her 'brother-in-law'. How can she be a young man with red lips and white teeth?

"My son-in-law has met his father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Pei Xuan leaned over to salute.

Uncle Xining excitedly helped her, and suddenly couldn't say anything to Pei Xuanwen's gentle and sincere eyes.

He sighed softly: "I'll leave Tier to you. She was born blind and suffered a lot. You married her and treated her well."

"yes."

Mrs. Xiningbo saw her gentle, courteous, and radiant face, she smiled and handed Cui Ti's hand: "Xingguang, this is your wife."

Pei Xuan was cautious, he called out "A Cui" softly, and soon there was a soft answer from under the hijab.

It was Cui Ti's voice.

Her smile grew wider and wider.

Cui Dai, who shyly hid behind, turned pale.

Thanks to A Niang for not agreeing to her idea of ​​marrying on her behalf, this man came prepared, how can he not trust them in Xining County?

Dazhao's married daughters pay attention to crying and marrying. The more they cry, the more reluctant their daughter is to leave home. Uncle Xining squeezed out two tears, but Mrs. Xining couldn't shed a single tear.

She was still thinking about the words that Cui Ti had stimulated her yesterday.

The scene is a bit ugly.

Pei Xuan's face remained unchanged.

It doesn't matter whether you cry or not, she doesn't like people crying when she gets married, and no one loves Ms. Cui, so she will hurt her.

She is confident that she will do better than them, and she will cherish the bright moon in the sky and the pearl in her palm.

"Slow down and be careful."

In just a few steps, she escorted the person and sat in the sedan chair smoothly, her pity made many people's teeth sore.

"Sick? Is there a serious problem?"

The two talked in the shallow gap of time, Cui Ti blushed: "It's much better, no problem."

Only then did Pei Xuan feel at ease.

Get out of the wedding sedan chair and say goodbye to Xiningbo and his wife.

"Get up!"

The sky is slowly dimming, the stars rise into the sky, and the moon bends.

For a blind man to be welcomed into the prime minister's mansion with dignity and chest held high, countless people in Xijing have never thought about it.

But that's how it happened.

On the wedding hall, Cui Ti felt as if she was falling into the clouds, as if she was escaping a dream, hearing the praises in her ears.

The sleeve was pulled slightly.

She came back to herself.

Pei Xuanqing's soft voice slowly flowed: "Ah Cui, husband and wife are saying their goodbyes."

Cui Ti's heart was hot, and a thin pink halo appeared on her face.

"Husband and wife salute—"

The couple facing each other bowed their knees to complete the solemn wedding in this life.

Pei Xuan breathed a sigh of relief quietly, thinking that the other party didn't want to marry her because she had misunderstood.

Sweating from the crevices of her fingers, she sent the bride back to the wedding room first, did not dare to linger in it, and came out blushing and heartbeating, and held a wedding banquet to entertain the guests from all over the world.

"Come out so soon?" Song Zizhen touched her arm: "Did you say a few more words?"

"No…"

She was absent-minded, Zheng Wuji smiled and said: "There is time for weddings and candles in the bridal chamber, okay, don't bother with the light, let's drink?"

"What kind of wine are you drinking? We are here to protect Xingguang from drinking. I am not married to a wife. My good brother must be sober to spend the spring night!"

Song Zizhen's eyebrows danced brightly: "Xingguang, are you right?"

Spend the spring night.

Before Pei Xuan drank the wine, he was half drunk, and began to worry dizzily: on the wedding night, how should she pass Acuina Pass?

Don't break her heart, don't neglect her, don't get too close, don't expose her daughter.

How can the colleagues of the Imperial Academy let go of the proud bridegroom? They all raised their glasses to toast.

Friends Song Zizhen and Zheng Wuzhi kept their word, and they drank until the end, and they were as drunk as mud.

"Trouble in the bridal chamber...Trouble in the bridal chamber..."

"What's going on in the bridal chamber?"

There were a lot of people drinking and partying, so Pei Xuan ordered someone to send them to the prepared guest room.

After the wedding banquet, she patted her face and walked to the backyard.

"You all go down."

"Yes, sir."

The door opened with a creak, and after waiting for a while, Baige saw the handsome uncle.

Goodbye this time, Pei Xuan is no longer a stupid goose, like a sika deer stepping on the cotton carefully, with clear eyes, and an indescribably soft silhouette under the candlelight.

It's no wonder that the people in Xijing say that Pei Langjun looks like a woman, with this figure and temperament, if he is not the well-known son of the prime minister and the number one scholar in the current department, Bai Ge might really be suspicious.

"I have seen uncle."

She spoke suddenly, waking up someone who was staring blankly at the bride.

Pei Xuan blinked: "Go prepare the tub, I'm going to take a shower later."

Bai Ge looked at her master who was sitting motionless on the edge of the bed, Cui Ti had no objection, so she had no choice but to leave.

"You guys go down too."

The maids and women who were guarding the wedding room came out in a file, the door was closed, and the room returned to silence.

Pei Xuan looked eastward and westward, feeling a bit timid about his hometown.

She is like this, so why not Cui Ti?

People can't step into the same river, but Cui Ti married the same person in two lifetimes.

She was clutching the handkerchief, and the brocade handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water was crumpled badly.

The Xi scale was placed on the jade tray, and Pei Xuan took it with trembling hands, a red cloud floated on his cheek.

The hijab was picked off.

The pretty face illuminated the dim light in the room. Pei Xuan liked her when he saw her, and smiled unconsciously: "Are you tired of waiting?"

The bright red ribbon that symbolizes the happiness of the newlyweds covered Cui Ti's blind eyes. She shook her head slightly, and the phoenix crown on her head trembled: "No."

According to the inherent process of Dazhao, the next two people will drink Heji wine. Regardless of you and me.

Cui Ti was afraid that something would go wrong while drinking, her throat was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

Seeing her embarrassment, Pei Xuan took her step by step, drank the half glass of wine handed by the girl, and slowly fed Cui Ti the remaining half glass.

With the wine pouring into their throats, the faces of the two blushed to varying degrees.

"Did you drink a lot?"

She grabbed Pei Xuan's sleeve.

Pei Xuan lowered his head and sniffed.

She is an elegant alcoholic with a heavy drinking capacity, and she doesn't know how much she drinks to get drunk.

The smell of alcohol on the wedding night was unavoidable, she thought Cui Ti would not like it: "I will wash off the smell soon."

"Do you want to wash in your room?"

"Ok…"

Pei Xuan looked at her expression: "I will drive them out, no one will accompany you, I don't worry."

In her previous life, she also bathed in their wedding room, even though she couldn't see her, she was still so ashamed that Cui Ti couldn't breathe.

But thinking that they are all people who have experienced it once, she hoped to have a new development with Pei Xuan, so she nodded: "You wash it."

Bai Ge ordered someone to enter the house with a bathtub half a person's height. Don't look at Cui Ti's face, she can say "just bring Pei Xuan to justice on the spot", she is really standing in the master's wedding room, she is thin-skinned: "The slave retreated first."

After closing the door, turning around, the white pigeon rubbed her face—

So exciting! Uncle, are you going to play with the girl for real mandarin ducks?

Her mind was full of goblin fights.

In the inner room, Pei Xuan thoughtfully removed the phoenix crown from his wife's head.

After the heavy decorations were removed, Cui Ti felt much more relaxed, and said softly: "Go quickly."

"I'll be fine soon, you wait for me."

"it is good."

Pei Xuan was very happy to be able to talk to her a few more words. He took off his clothes behind the screen in two or three steps, and stepped into the steaming bathtub.

With the sound of splashes, Cui Ti bit her lip slowly.

In her previous life, she often heard people say that her good husband had such a good manner and good looks, if possible, she would also like to see it.

She wanted to grow old with Pei Xuan, to treat him well, to repay his kindness of saving and sympathizing with him.

The atmosphere of the wedding night was thick and lingering, and the fragrance of the water lingered on the tip of the nose. Cui Ti sniffed it lightly, and sighed that Pei Xuan was worthy of being a man of noble birth, and his daily maintenance was probably better than that of a picky lady. Be refined.

In this life, will Pei Xuan still be unwilling to touch her?

She sat there dryly, her mind wandering far away.

…

The candlelight hit the embroidered screen, reflecting the exquisite figure, Pei Xuanjie opened up, the water flowed over the delicate skin, she raised her head, and stared blankly at the other side of the screen.

"Husband, husband..."

Her body was slightly stiff, and she listened carefully, she was sure that someone was calling her, so she hurriedly asked, "Miss?"

Cui Ti's eyes hurt, and the red ribbon fell to the ground after she untied it. Following her instinct, she wanted to find someone who could bring her a sense of security. After walking a few steps, her knee touched the table and chair, and she let out a muffled groan.

"Miss?"

Pei Xuan came out of the bathtub in a panic, and grabbed a coat casually.

The faint golden light passed by the eyelids, and the stinging pain fell back like a tide. Cui Ti opened her eyes, and the world in front of her eyes turned upside down.

There was a thick fog, and only one person came hurriedly through the thick fog that could not be seen at a glance.

"My lady? My lady?"

A hand caressed her face.

The face of the visitor is beautiful, full of worry and eagerness.

Lady?

Cui Ti looked straight at 'him', unable to believe what she saw.

Seeing the red circles under her eyes, Pei Xuan raised her throat: "Does the eyes hurt again? Now? Is it better now?"

She came in a hurry, the moisture adhered to the thin fabric, and the water droplets fell into the breast along the collarbone. White ravine.

Seeing the waterfall-like long hair of the "Good Husband" and the graceful body that cannot be concealed by the snow-white underwear, Cui Ti's body and mind trembled, her face flushed, and she realized...!