On the Wedding Night, Ms. Cui Realized

"The Xiaosheng Huadan of the Baili class, on stage flirts with each other, but off stage, she is even more affectionate than on stage."

The man had a soft voice and covered his lips with a smile: "Cousin-in-law, since ancient times there has been a broken sleeve and a polished mirror. Do you know how the two women do all kinds of intimate things?"

She raised Cui Tirou's soft and tender fingers, Ji Feng hid: "Huanai is like the moon in a mirror, if you poke it cruelly, it will break?"

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"Miss?"

Not knowing why she was in a daze, Pei Xuan picked up a bunch of flowers and put them on the tip of her nose to provoke her.

Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, Cui Ti vaguely understood that women and women usually use their fingers to make friends.

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that the husband would be so angry when he heard this by chance, he would disregard the feelings of "cousins" and cruelly reprimand Dou Qingyue who grew up with a lot of pets and pets.

She still remembered that in the previous life, Dou Qingyue was known as a talented woman in Xijing, she was well-educated and well-known, and after being a famous family, there were countless sons who liked her, but there was no rumor that she was close to any man.

The Dou family and his wife regarded their daughter as the apple of their eye, and even her mother-in-law loved this talented, frail and sickly niece very much, and stayed with her in Pei's residence several times.

She thought a little far away for a moment, but when she regained her consciousness, she found that she was still staring at Pei Xuan's fingers, her eyes seemed to have been burned, and she hurriedly moved away.

Pei Xuan smiled and said, "Lady, don't you like the flowers I picked for you?"

Even if you can't see the color of the flowers, it's good to smell the flowers.

Undaunted, she continued to provoke her shy lady with fresh flowers. Cui Ti's nose and hair were dyed with the fragrance of gardenias. She was reluctant to get angry with her, but she couldn't let her 'make trouble', softly said: "I like it. But don't make trouble."

"Then you kiss this flower?"

What kind of weird request is this?

Cui Ti knew from the bottom of her heart that her husband in front of her hadn't grown into an uncompromising minister of the country in her previous life, and she still retained the innocence of a young man, so Pei Xuan would definitely not do the thing of flirting with flowers just now in her previous life.

Thinking lightly, she cherishes Pei Xuan at this moment very much, and can't help but do as she says, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and kissing the pure white petals with her soft lips.

Pei Xuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he tightened his hand holding the flowers: "I'll go and put the flowers in a vase."

Cui Ti pursed her lips slightly, and only had time to see her turning back.

Pei Xiuzhuan, who acted brightly and uprightly, quickly found a white jade vase, glanced back at Cui Ti, hesitated again and again, and took out the flower kissed by the lady and put it aside.

Cui Ti pretended not to see, wanting to see what she was going to do.

"It's done, I'm going to water the flowers."

She walked out with the vase in her arms, Cui Ti groped and stood up, gently opened the curtain, and saw the little fool who bowed his head and kissed the flowers at the door.

After kissing the flower, Pei Xuan looked around, pinned the flower on his waist indifferently, and went to store water with the vase in his arms.

Not long after she left, the white pigeon ran over: "Young madam, did you blame the slave?"

Cui Ti was still full of the scene of Pei Xuan secretly kissing the same flower with her, and didn't pay attention to what she said. Seeing that she was silent, Bai Ge's face turned pale: "No way? You won't be annoyed, sir, just drive the servant away. ?!"

"Nothing."

She stretched out her hand, and the white pigeon leaned over to help her up, wishing she could swear to the sky: "Heaven and earth conscience, I really didn't mean to say that you can't do it."

"So, don't talk nonsense in the future. The editor behind the scenes will be heard. Thanks to her, if it's an outsider, I will argue with you to the end."

"Yes, yes, what the young lady said is true, I will remember it!"

She forgets to eat but not to fight, so Cui Ti can only take care of her more. When she returned to the house, she said slowly: "I intend to ask my husband to change your name."

"Rename?" Bai Ge looked puzzled: "Why do you want to change the name? Doesn't it sound nice to call me 'White Pigeon'?"

"Miss? I'm back."

To avoid the embarrassment of last time, Pei Xuan held the vase and reminded him in advance that Bai Ge didn't need to tell Pi Dian Dian to run to pick up the curtains for the gentleman. A good girl's house actually acted like a dog's leg when doing this.

Cui Ti couldn't see how her little maid acted, but Pei Xuan saw it for real.

She is the son of the prime minister, she received the court training from a young age, she enjoys a high-level education in Dazhao, and all her friends are educated and well-educated. In her eyes, the girl she likes should be different from other girls. It is also quite different from the maids next to her.

Because of Cui Ti, she has a unique gratitude to Baige, and she joked: "This is not the time for Miss Baige to annoy me."

Bai Ge was very ashamed, but also relaxed because of Pei Xuan's first meeting.

That's right, who would have thought that there would be a wonderful and noble gentleman planted on the wall of the small dilapidated courtyard where they lived?

"What were you talking about just now?" She put the vase away and admired it, then folded herself and sat down next to Cui Ti.

"I'm talking about changing her name for nothing." Her entire body of knowledge was taught by Pei Xuan, far less than that, and she suggested, "How about giving her a new name from my husband?"

Pei Xuan pondered for a while: "The names of the bell and the winding beam are taken from the four famous zithers in ancient times. Do you want to be the same as them, or do you want to be different?"

Knowing that she must change her name, Bai Ge said without hesitation, "Be different from them!"

"Do you like the name Baige very much?"

Bai Ge didn't know what to think of, and suddenly blushed: "Is it okay?"

"Then it's better to call it Baitang. Tang is a crabapple tree, which means sun-loving and long-lived. Tang and sugar are homophonic. It sounds sweet. How about it?"

It is naturally good to be named by the youngest number one scholar in Dazhao. It is very face-saving to say it. For the sake of face-saving, Bai Ge reluctantly refused to be a "white pigeon" and gave a blessing: "Slave, Baitang, thank you Sir!"

"Baitang is a good name." Cui Ti praised.

Happy sun, longevity. It is also her sincere wish for Baige.

Pei Xuan took out a piece of silver from his sleeve pocket: "This is your 'town money', you keep it."

Baitang took it flattered, said a few auspicious words, and got up to make tea for his master.

The so-called "town money" is a unique custom of Dazhao. Changing the name implies changing the fate. Most ordinary people's names are given by their parents and they are not easily changed. Once they are changed, someone with a longer status needs to give money. In this way, the disasters that may appear in the town's life can be suppressed.

"I don't think she looks like she likes this name very much."

Cui Ti covered her lips and smiled: "She will like it."

Sure enough, when Baitang went out to boil water, when she came back, almost everyone in the courtyard knew that Mr. Lang had changed her name. From today onwards, she would not be called Baige, but Baitang!

Pei Xuan was eager to talk more with his wife, and the two talked a few more words around "White Pigeon" and "Baitang", which somehow reminded Cui Ti of a reason.

The reason why Bai Ge likes the name "White Pigeon" is that she has been called "White Pigeon" for more than ten years, and it is because of her habit. Breasts, this is a very beautiful thing in Baige's view, the name is so cute that everyone loves it, and she is secretly proud of it.

Cui Ti was speechless when she heard the whole story from her in the previous life. Fortunately, "White Pigeon" finally became "Bai Tang".

She is elegant and elegant, but she is too upright, which makes her little servant girl even more dishonest.

Thinking about her laughing, Pei Xuan liked to see her laugh, so he asked her why she was laughing, but Cui Ti hesitated to tell, and finally blushed, begging for mercy shyly, so that Pei Xuan stopped asking.

the bell is outside

Reply: "Lang Jun, Young Madam, Miss Biao is here."

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Before reaching the main hall, there was laughter and laughter, Pei Xuan said: "My cousin is the only daughter of my uncle and aunt. She has been sick since she was a child, and she has a reputation for talent. Auntie loves her very much. Sometimes I call her a 'son' All have to be in the back.

"But you don't need to worry, Ah Yue has a very good temper, she is considerate and gentle, you should get along well with her."

Good temper, considerate and gentle.

Cui Ti chewed these eight words slowly, and said to herself: In a few years, you won't say that, you will say that you are disappointed, and even want to break off contact with her.

"Ma'am, Miss Biao, Mr. Lang and Mrs. Young are here."

In Songzhitang, the girl wearing a red jade drop beaded golden step shaker and a warm white skirt raised her eyes when she heard the sound. The first time she saw Pei Xuan, her pale cheeks glowed with a different kind of vitality: "Cousin!"

She couldn't wait to call someone, and when she saw the blind woman wearing the same color as Pei Xuan, her expression was slightly startled, and a slight pity gathered in her eyes soon.

"Auntie, is this my cousin? She really is a wonderful person. Standing with her cousin, she looks like a fairy from heaven."

Mrs. Pei was coaxed into a smile: "How could it be as exaggerated as you said?"

But someone praised her daughter-in-law, she was happy after all.

Pei Xuan helped Cui Ti go forward: "Cousin, come to meet your cousin."

Dou Qingyue responded obediently, and bowed softly: "Qingyue has met her cousin, and she has heard that her appearance is amazing, she has the beauty of sinking a fish and falling a wild goose, and seeing her today, she knows that she is even worse than the rumors."

"Ah Yue is amazing." Cui Ti took out the prepared meeting gift and gave it to her.

After receiving the meeting gift, Dou Qingyue looked at Pei Xuan, then at the intimacy of the two cuddling each other, and said with a smile: "My cousin is not kind, if I find out that you are married a few days in advance, I will come back to celebrate whatever you say. It’s all over, everyone is here, and I’m the only one not here, it’s really boring.”

She changed her voice: "But who taught me to say my cousin? Hurry up and present the gift I gave to my cousin and sister-in-law."

Mrs. Pei smiled and saw them quarreling, Pei Xuan was established as a man, and he was the elder brother, so why bother with the younger sister? She couldn't say no to Dou Qingyue, apologized again and again, and became concerned about her condition within a few words.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to Lingnan for medical treatment, and I missed my cousin's wedding for nothing."

The disappointment and regret on Dou Qingyue's face was real, Pei Xuan was not good at dealing with women, and was clumsy, Cui Ti said in a timely manner: "Cousin has this kind of heart, Xingguang and I really appreciate it."

"It seems that my cousin is very satisfied with my cousin?" She was completely teasing and curious, which made people feel irresponsible, Pei Xuan looked helpless, and Cui Ti blushed silently.

It was Mrs. Pei who held back her sick niece and asked her to let go of the newly married couple.

The servants carried the embroidered congratulatory gifts into the door one after the other, and everyone's attention was diverted.

The red cloth was torn apart, and it turned out to be a picture of hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren embroidered with gold thread!

Mrs. Pei's smile was slightly stagnant, and her heart ached for Dou Qingyue in the blink of an eye, and she frowned even more when she noticed the extra pinholes in her fingertips: "What are you worried about them doing? I told you earlier, it's a laborious job None of your business, you—”

"Aunt," she said coquettishly in Mrs. Pei's arms, "This is what I want to be a younger sister. I'm not a useless person. Anyone can congratulate my cousin. Wouldn't it be better if it were me?"

"You, you are making too much sense, if your father sees this, your cousin will have to follow suit!"

Dou Qingyue smiled coquettishly, looked at Pei Xuan, saw her tall and tall, with gentle eyes, turned her head and chatted with Mrs. Pei: "Daddy just can't bear it."

Although Cui Ti couldn't see how they interacted, she could hear her mother-in-law's love for her niece from the bottom of her heart, and the people standing beside her didn't talk much, but Pei Xuan in this season was also very fond of her cousin. Really good.

A family of flesh and blood, once Dou Qingyue came, she, Mrs. Pei Shao, once again returned to the corners of the forgotten and ignored corners.

She didn't dare to say that she understood this cousin after living for two lives.

At lunch, the Prime Minister was dragged by His Majesty to play chess in the palace. Chef Pei made a table full of dishes. Cui Ti was the bride, sitting next to Mrs. Pei, and Dou Qingyue sat on Mrs. Pei's right. Xuan could only sit between his wife and cousin.

Dou Qingyue suffers from heart disease, so she doesn't come out many times throughout the year, and only gets close to the Pei family.

Listening to them talk to each other, Cui Ti was at ease for a long time, her heart was vain for no reason, and amidst the joyous sound in the hall, she couldn't even do such a trivial thing as serving Pei Xuan.

Cui Ti didn't want to be reminded of her blindness on this occasion, the rice didn't taste good when it was in her mouth, she always had a gentle and polite smile on her face.

Eating at the same table, there are mother-in-law and cousin, she can't always go to see Pei Xuan, she looks back, her eyes are downcast and a little distracted.

Pei Xuan was accidentally pricked by a shrimp shell, turned his head and saw that Baitang was peeling the shell neatly, his breath was heavy, and the action of peeling the shrimp was obviously faster.

Dou Qingyue was very greedy looking at her beautiful flying fingers.

She really likes to eat the big red prawns made by the chef in the house, but the prawns are not refined enough to eat, and they need someone to peel the shells before they can be eaten.

She used to get two cents from Pei Xuan in the name of her cousin, but it's a pity that Pei Xuan Shiwen's writing talent is very good, but he is very clumsy when doing mundane tasks.

Moreover, this person seems to be as gentle as a spring breeze, but in fact he has a lot of competitiveness in his bones.

Since then, I have hated eating food that requires hands to eat.

But today there are two plates of red shrimp on the dinner table.

Then look at the hand of the little maid next to my cousin who is peeling the shrimp with dazzling speed. It is conceivable who loves to eat this shelled thing with her.

Turning her eyes, she thought about how many of the shrimp meat piled up on the plate should be given to her, and her heart was filled with anticipation.

Seeing that the last red shrimp was roughly shelled, she opened her mouth.

"Miss?" Pei Xuan took a step ahead of Baitang, and pushed the porcelain plate full of shrimp meat over as if offering a treasure.

Seeing it was her, Cui Ti felt relieved.

Soon the small dish for dipping sauce was also moved to her hand, Pei Xuan felt relieved, and lowered his voice very low: "Lady, can I peel off quickly?"!