Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

His resolute cheeks were rough from the cold, and from running around day and night, there was a circle of black and blue stubble on his chin.

Lu Mingyong saw him first, walked over to him and gave him a big hug, his eyes full of smiles: "Brother, you are here!"

Yang Qian, ah no, Sima Xuanmo said: "How can I miss my brother's wedding? Your Majesty allows me to come back and make plans after the New Year."

Lu Mingyong patted him on the shoulder: "I'm glad you came, so that all the relatives will be here! You haven't seen Ah Zhi yet, right? You can rest in the house tonight, and I will bring her to see you tomorrow."

Sima Xuanmo smiled: "It seems that you are very satisfied with this wife."

Lu Mingyong nodded: "If you get a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"

Lu Mingyu had been supported by Chang Sun Tao and came forward, calling sweetly: "Cousin."

Sima Xuanmo cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness King Qi."

Changsun Tao nodded: "Cousin."

Everyone looked over in confusion. Lu Mingyong put his arm around Sima Xuanmo's shoulders and introduced to everyone: "This is my and Princess Qi's cousin, the current King of Xingyang, Sima Xuanmo."

Everyone was astonished. Your Majesty has issued an edict to let the former Prince of Xingyang inherit the title and return it to Prince Xingyang's mansion.

Everyone knew that there was a King of Xingyang in the Qin Dynasty, and he was returning to Yancheng to guard the city. However, they did not expect to see him, and it turned out to be different from what they had imagined.

The former King of Xingyang carried the Zhilan Yushu, but the current King of Xingyang is very different from his father.

Too tall, too strong.

He is sturdier than the people of Qin, but looks like a barbarian who comes to Beijing to do business. At first glance, he looks like a man of iron bones.

The man of low status quickly stood up and saluted: "See King Xingyang."

Sima Xuanmo waved his hand: "You don't need to be polite. Today, my brother is getting married. Please enjoy it as much as you can."

Lu Mingyong put his good brother's shoulder and led him to the seats where the Lu family members were sitting: "Cousin, sit down first. I'll come back later to have a drink with you."

As soon as Sima Xuanmo sat down, Aunt Lan handed him a cup of hot tea and said with tears in his eyes: "Young master, please have some tea."

Sima Xuanmo took the tea and looked at the maid who was close to his aunt in the past. He sighed with emotion: "Aunt Lan, I haven't seen you in more than ten years. How are you?"

"Okay! This slave is very good! Thank you for your concern, young master." Aunt Lan burst into tears and turned her head to the side to wipe her tears.

Mrs. Chu was the closest to her and handed her a handkerchief: "It'll be nice to be reunited."

Aunt Lan wiped away her tears of joy and nodded hastily: "Yes, it would be nice to be reunited. I'm just so happy."

When the family got together, they always had endless things to talk about. Lu Mingyu introduced Sima Xuanmo to everyone, and then introduced the Chu family, Xiao Qian, Master Wei and others to Sima Xuanmo, as well as the great hero Mrs. Bai.

People who have just met will quickly become familiar with each other because of their kinship.

There was laughter in the yard.

The night was getting deeper, and the biting cold wind was causing deep pain. Lu Mingyong left the guests behind and quietly slipped into the backyard.

In the courtyard where he and his wife will live together, every scene is a reflection of his regard for his new wife, and it is decorated warmly and delicately.

He was slightly drunk, and his steps were a little erratic, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

Pushing the door open with both hands, his new wife was sitting on the bed, looking at him with a smile.

The red candle burst into tears and was turned into a red wave.

It was full of festive red, which made his new wife look beautiful.

He was a little nervous and apprehensive, but as he approached, his heart overflowed with happiness and joy.

After pouring two glasses of wine, he handed one to his new wife and said softly: "Ah Zhi, drink this glass of combined wine, and from now on the husband and wife will be of one mind, sharing joys and sorrows, and sharing weal and woe."

Princess Zhenli didn't rush to take the glass of wine, and hugged Lu Mingyong suddenly, causing him to stagger and almost lose his balance.

"Husband, I once swore at the Ten Mile Pavilion outside the city that you would eventually become mine, but now that I am holding you, I still feel like I am in a dream. I really don't believe that I am married to you."

Lu Mingyong stared at her, with a smile on his lips: "Don't make trouble, drink Hexin wine first."

Princess Zhenli let him go, took the wine glass, and drank with Lu Mingyong.

The cup was thrown to the ground casually. Lu Mingyong gently took off the phoenix crown and pearls on her head, placed them on the dressing table, and then took off the heavy Xiapei for Princess Zhenli.

"I'll do it myself." Princess Zhenli quickly refused, taking off her complicated and gorgeous coat and placing it on a chair aside.

The red silk silk is soft and shiny, and is tied tightly by a wide band, which also shows off her exquisite curves.

She is very beautiful in her dress, and the candlelight illuminates her ice-cold skin. Her face is like a top-quality ancient jade, glowing with a sacred luster. Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her lips are like a blush, and there is a clear scent between her eyebrows. .

Lu Mingyong looked at her with keen eyes, the corners of his lips trembling slightly: "Do you know what will happen next?"

Princess Zhenli reached out and hooked his belt, her beautiful face was shy and timid: "I don't know, husband, can you teach me?"

Her hands were shaking slightly, and although they were well concealed, they could be keenly noticed by Lu Mingyong.

Maybe it was the madness that night that scared her, Lu Mingyong thought.

He suppressed his scorching eyes, sat next to Princess Zhenli, and held her hand tightly: "The first step is for my husband to seduce you with sweet words. It's cold and the night is long, so we hide in bed. explain?"

"Yes!" Princess Zhenli responded softly.

With Princess Zhenli's permission, Lu Mingyong quickly rolled inside, lifted the quilt, and patted his side: "Azhi, come to me."

The beloved has disheveled black hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes shining brightly in the candlelight.

Just seeing this face and listening to his gentle voice, the fear in Princess Zhenli's heart slowly dissipated, so she took off her shoes and lay down on this unfamiliar bed, but one she could rely on for her whole life.

Lu Mingyong covered her with the quilt and stretched out a big hand to wrap her small hand. The slightly cold fingertips gradually became warm under his gentle movements.

"Are you used to the food that was just brought to you?" Lu Mingyong looked at her intently and asked softly, like an old couple talking softly for many years.

Princess Zhenli responded to him: "I like them all, they are delicious."

Lu Mingyong promised like a vow: "As long as you like something, I will try my best to do it for you."

The man was so close that she could clearly smell the aroma of wine from his mouth, as well as his warm breath, which enveloped her pervasively.

This was not the first time they had been in such close contact, but at this moment, her tense nerves were relieved by the man's soft words.

She felt as peaceful as if she had thrown herself into her mother's arms, but there was also an indescribable throbbing.

She couldn't help but want to be close to the man, to become one with him.

"Ah Zhi." Seeing the clean and clear eyes in front of him gradually softening, Lu Mingyong couldn't help but call out, with a long and endearing tone.

"I am pleased with you."

He said.