The little Marquis’ favorite: Madam, she is the richest in the world

Wearing this outfit, Meng Xian felt that it took courage to step out of the bathroom.

"Chunyue, go and let everyone else go down. I don't need so many people to serve me."

Chunyue: "Yes."

Chunxiang smiled and said, "There's no need to be shy, girl. She's pretty."

Meng Xian put his hands uncomfortably across his chest, "It looks good, but it makes people uncomfortable."

In an instant, Chunyue turned back and said, "Girl, everyone outside has retreated. Please come out."

Taking a deep breath, Meng Xian mustered up the courage to step out.

As a result, the brightly lit candlelight outside illuminated the scene.

Chunxiang Chunyue feels...

It seems like I can see more clearly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the bronze mirror on the dressing table. Meng Xian paused, slowly walked over, and took a curious look.

Just the same thing, she was so shocked that she lost her soul.

This this……

Is this really her?

Although Meng Xian has always been very self-aware, she knows that her appearance is quite good. As for her body, her mother who has served her personally always praises her for her excellent figure.

But Meng Xian didn't know much about this. She had always focused on keeping her skin fair and tender.

And it may be due to the atmosphere at home that she was raised to have an unfettered child's mind; so she has always regarded herself as a half-grown child.

So when I first saw the rather charming woman in the mirror, I felt a little strange.

She gently raised her right hand, touched her face, and looked at the bronze mirror slightly lost in thought.

Chunyue joked: "Is it possible that the girl is dumbfounded by looking at herself?"

She woke up as if from a dream, "I felt a little weird, is this still me?"

Just as Chun Yue was about to say something, she heard familiar footsteps outside. The master and servant looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

Chunyue felt incredible: "My uncle is back so soon?"

Meng Xian, on the other hand, realized later that the way she was dressed now...

After thinking for a moment, she immediately jumped onto the bed in three steps and two steps at a time, pulling on the red quilt and wrapping herself tightly.

Chunyue: "...Girl, what are you..."

Meng Xian forced herself to calm down and said, "Chun Yue, please go out. You are no longer needed here."

Chunyue guessed that the girl was shy, so she stepped back respectfully.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door to the wedding room, she saw the groom, Guan Jiangheng, dressed in red.

Chun Yue Fu bowed and said hello: "I have met the Crown Prince."

Jiang Heng hummed indifferently, but his steps were still urgent.

Chunyue smiled secretly, closed the door for the two masters, and then went to check whether the people below had prepared hot water.

……

Although I have seen big scenes before, my wedding was the first of its kind;

Therefore, even the noble and proud young Marquis breathed a sigh of relief that the ceremony was finally completed. The wedding etiquette was complicated and grand, and he wanted to give her the best in every aspect, so he would not give up even a step.

At the end of the day like this, both of them were very tired.

But thinking about the upcoming wedding night, Jiang Heng felt that all the fatigue from the day had disappeared.

In the wedding room,

The eye-catching and festive red color is eye-catching, but Fang Qianying is nowhere to be seen.

"Xianxian?" he called softly.

Through the red soft tent, "Yeah."

Hearing the reply, Jiang Heng felt a little relieved, and immediately opened the gauze curtain and walked in.

When he saw this person who was wrapped tightly in a red wedding quilt from head to toe, with only half a pair of eyes exposed, Jiang Heng was stunned, and then said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "What are you doing?"

Meng Xian lowered her eyes and looked away from him, "I...I'm sleepy."

Of course Jiang Heng could tell that this was not the truth, but for a moment he couldn't imagine what kind of trick she was playing on him, so he didn't say anything more.

"Then you have to get up first, we haven't drank the Hexin wine yet."

Meng Xian, who was under the brocade quilt, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this.

Oops, I forgot about the Hexin wine.

Can……

Can she really come down to meet people in the clothes she is wearing now?

It was even more strange to see her motionless, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you tired?"

Meng Xian gritted his teeth. It was impossible not to drink the wine.

Besides, they were both married and they were a couple, so he looked fine and didn't take advantage of outsiders anyway.

but--

"Let me tell you in advance, this is not what I prepared."

Jiang Heng was puzzled by her nonsensical words. Before he could say anything else, the person on the bed slowly lifted up the quilt and sat up.

The quilt was slowly lifted, and the beautiful scenery under the warm quilt could no longer be hidden, and all fell into the eyes of a certain young marquis.

For a moment, fire seemed to ignite in the man's eyes.

Only then did he understand why she had hid in bed so early in the morning and shrank away from anyone.

It turned out that there was such a surprise prepared for him tonight.

Meng Xian was at a loss and embarrassed by his direct and naked eyes, "You, can you stop looking?"

The man stepped forward and pulled her into his arms with a wave of his long arm. Not only did his eyes not shrink, but he became even more unscrupulous, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

If he had known she was waiting for him in the room, why would he be drinking with those guys?

Meng Xian was so embarrassed that her whole body turned crimson, and she repeated, "I really didn't prepare this."

The man turned a deaf ear and took her weak, boneless hand to his lips and kissed her again and again, looking like a swinger, "Yeah..."

"Okay, don't you want to drink Hexin wine?" She urged him, just wanting to change the subject quickly.

He chuckled quietly, hugged her to the table, picked up the wine bottle and poured two glasses, one of which was delivered to her.

Meng Xian took it, and the two looked at each other affectionately.

Then the arms intersect and the ceremony of union is completed.

From now on, the rest of my life is entrusted to me, so I can just be quiet.

The room instantly became quiet, so quiet that the two of them could hear the sound of candlelight beating and each other's breath.

Meng Xian still couldn't withstand the other's wolf-like eyes, so she was defeated first, pushing the other person and rushing to the bathroom, "You smell of alcohol, go and wash up quickly."

Jiang Heng knew that she was shy, so he followed her into the bathroom first without exposing her.

Men always wash up very quickly, let alone someone who is anxious and worried right now.

Meng Xian sat by the bed, constantly preparing mentally for what was about to happen.

It seems to hurt...

But what she couldn't bear the most was the pain.

If you can't bear it anymore, can you tell me to stop?

Regarding this, Meng Xian had ten thousand questions in her mind.

At this moment, she regretted why she didn't listen carefully when her mother and grandma explained to her.

"What are you thinking about?"

The man Jiang Heng took a simple shower and came out of the bathroom early at some point. As soon as he glanced at the bed, he saw a pair of little girls with eyebrows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, and extremely expressive expressions.

Meng Xian heard the sound and raised his head slightly to look at the person in front of him.

Jiang Heng was also wearing red pajamas today. I don't know what happened because he was in a hurry. The clothes were not neatly worn, and the belt on the chest was not fastened. It was loose and the texture with clear barriers was clearly visible.

The entanglements and hesitations in her mind disappeared instantly.

It hurts if it hurts,

Anyway, my mother seemed to have said that it only hurts this first time.

for him,

It’s not that I can’t bear it.

Ah!

that's it.

She just encouraged herself.

Jiang Heng was amused by her tragic expression of looking back at death, "What are you thinking about in your little head?"

When they were alone, Meng Xian was actually not that shy.

After all, except for the last level, the two of them have already done everything this guy should do and shouldn't do.

"Um...can you do that?"

Wha, what?

Jiang Heng doubted his ears.

"What do you mean?"

His voice was cold.

Question him?

"No, I just...just feel..."

After hesitating for a long time, and really couldn't think of any suitable words, Meng Xian just said it straight.

"Anyway, I don't understand... and I don't know how to do it."

Jiang Heng was so angry that she couldn't help but smile, "Didn't your mother teach you before you got married?"

she has."

Jiang Heng: "Then you still..."

Meng Lian: "But I didn't listen."

Jiang Heng didn't quite believe that she was such a smart person.

"Really?" There was a hint of threat in his eyes.

Meng Xian blinked, "Okay, I didn't listen carefully."

Jiang Heng: "Then what were you doing at that time?"

"……thinking of you."

These words sounded so comforting. Jiang Heng felt comfortable all over, and his whole body was pleased.

"Okay, if you don't talk about this, it's getting late."

Meng Xian was startled, so?

Before she could make a move, the man leaned over and kissed her gently but forcefully without any explanation.

Kissing is no stranger to them;

But such a gentle kiss was quite rare for Meng Xian.

But she didn't have to wait long,

The gentle breeze and drizzle turned into strong wind and rain again.

And she was like a lotus in the pond under the heavy rain and strong wind, without the slightest ability to resist.