Chapter 148 My Wife

Nan Xi raised her head, stood on tiptoes, smiled and kissed the corner of his lips: "I was teasing you."

Rong Yu's eyes were dark and hot, and he stared silently at the girl's bright face. He suddenly picked her up, walked to the bed, laid the girl flat on the bed, and pressed her body on her.

The bright red gauze curtains slowly drooped, layer upon layer, reflecting the two affectionate figures in the tent.

The temperature in the air is rising steadily, the atmosphere is beautiful, and the spring is endless.

"Report to the prince!"

Qingyang's respectful report suddenly sounded outside, "My subordinates blocked all the exits of the palace, but the emperor said he wanted to go back to the palace, and other guests also left one after another. I can't stop them anymore."

The beauty in the tent disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Their eyes met, and a cold light flashed across Rong Yu's eyes, but Nan Xi blinked at him: "Go and have a look first, and let the guests come back. I'll wait for you here."

A trace of annoyance flashed across Rong Yu's eyes, and she pursed her thin lips slightly. She stood up and walked out without saying a word, adjusting her half-unbuttoned robe as she walked.

When he walked out of the palace gate, he had already returned to his usual indifferent and dignified appearance.

"Your Majesty." Qingyang raised his head and looked at Rong Yu, vaguely feeling that the Prince's face seemed a little dark. He was confused, but he still reported responsibly, "My subordinates have arranged for guards to guard the major exits. Master wants to investigate them one by one. Or let them go first? Master, please give me some instructions."

Rong Yu glanced at him emotionlessly and said calmly: "Where is Commander Wei?"

"He was keeping order in the front yard."

"Yinshuang, you and Qingyang go there together." Rong Yu ordered coldly, "Find the palace maid who sent the gift, remove her chin together with the guard commander, and take her into the dungeon."

Qingyang was surprised: "Commander of the Guard?"

Rong Yu's eyes were cold: "Is there a problem?"

"No." Qingyang knows the current affairs and is a hero. He quickly bowed his head and agreed, not daring to ask any more questions. "I obey my orders."

Although he didn't know what Commander Wei had done, since the prince wanted to take him down, there must be a reason to take him down.

Yinshuang followed and left.

Rong Yu turned his head and glanced at Yinyue and several other maids who were guarding outside, and said indifferently: "Don't let anyone in again."

Yinyue bent her knees and responded: "Yes."

She knows that a moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

We must not let irrelevant people disturb the bridal night of the prince and princess again.

Rong Yu turned around and stepped into the palace door. Yin Yue directed the maid to close the door and stood guard outside like a door god.

Yingni was interrupted by Qingyang. At this time, Rong Yu had regained some composure. When he entered the inner hall and saw Nan Xi sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyebrows softened and he walked over and kissed her forehead: "After a hard day, I'm tired." Come on, let’s take a hot bath first?”

"It's okay." Nan Xi smiled sweetly and stretched out her arms towards him with a smile, "Husband, please give me a hug."

Rong Yu's heart palpitated, and his brows softened instantly.

Husband?

He finally became her husband in name only, and the girl finally became his wife.

She will be his only wife in this life, the next life, and all eternity.

Rong Yu reached out to remove the complicated wedding dress from her body, picked her up gently, turned around and walked towards the apse bath.

He undressed her with his own hands, spread her hair, and carried her out of the bath.

There are petals floating on the water, which is the beautiful mandarin duck bath specially prepared by the maid in the palace for tonight's wedding night.

The hot water warms the body and drives away fatigue.

The slender and beautiful girl was surrounded by clusters of petals, and her brows and eyes were filled with heat. She was like a fairy immersed in a fairyland in the clouds. She was so beautiful that she was holy, noble and clean, which made people worry that she had desecrated this beauty.

Rong Yu stood by the bathtub and took off his robe and white inner clothes. He walked down and walked up to the girl. He took her hand and put it to his lips to kiss her.

The girl's waterfall-like black hair was scattered on her back and shoulders, soaked in the water, and her pair of dark eyes stared at him with joy and shyness.

Hot mist curls over the water, and the floating petals exude fresh fragrance.

The atmosphere is lovely and charming.

Rong Yu couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He suppressed the hot throbbing in his heart. He treated her like the most priceless treasure in the world and carefully poured water for her to cleanse herself.

There are ripples on the water, petals are floating, and fragrance is flowing.

Nan Xi looked at Rong Yu, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips: "Rong Yu, I like you."

Rong Yu's heart trembled slightly and he hugged her tightly unconsciously.

"In this life, you are my only husband, the only person I love." The girl confided in a low voice, her red lips overflowing with tenderness. "You should be like a rock, and my concubine should be like a willow. The willow is as tough as silk, and the rock will not shift. ”

Rong Yu hugged her whole body into his arms, and pursed his thin lips slightly. He enjoyed the charming and warm atmosphere at this moment more than the skin-to-skin contact.

Joy drives away all the indifference, leaving only the bone-crushing tenderness lingering in the brows and eyes.

After the tea time, after bathing, Rong Yu stood up and walked out of the bath with his beloved woman in his arms, dried his body and hair, and put a thin and soft nightgown on her.

Nan Xi was held in his arms and nestled in his warm and solid arms, her cheeks blushing quietly, thinking about what was about to happen, she was nervous and yet couldn't help but look forward to it.

Enter the bedroom.

The red candle shines high, and the mandarin ducks cross their necks.

In the vast night sky, a bright light flashed across, and a dazzling and beautiful sea of ​​flowers exploded in the sky. The maids exclaimed with joy: "What a beautiful fireworks!"

In the bedroom with the red curtains fluttering, the beauty's black hair spread out on the brocade mandarin duck pillow, her thin lips fell on her ears, lingered on her snow-white neck, and a low and tender voice sounded: "My wife..."

The soft smell of mellow wine lingered, Nan Xi closed her eyes slightly, her delicate body was tightly surrounded by his breath, airtight, and gradually fell under his domineering but gentle offensive, intoxicating and misty.

The dragon and phoenix wedding candles burned all night.

The inner hall was full of light, the red gauze curtains swayed layer by layer, and the hazy candlelight reflected the overlapping figures in the curtains.

The spring breeze in the hall was infinite, intoxicating.

Qingyang flew over from outside the palace and was about to report to the window, but Yinyue, who rushed to his side, covered his mouth and glared at him fiercely, lowering her voice and saying, "Tonight is the wedding night of the prince and the princess, don't spoil the mood."

Qingyang stopped eating, but still couldn't help but say, "But I have something urgent to report to the master."

"What is the urgent matter?"

"The maid the master is looking for is dead." Qingyang frowned, "She died of poisoning, so now there is no evidence."

Yinyue frowned: "Dead?"

Qingyang nodded.

"If she's dead, she's dead, what's the big deal?" Yinyue said quickly, staring at Qingyang with a warning, "I'm letting you go now, you'd better not shout, if you disturb the prince's good things, you will be exiled to the border tomorrow."

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