Return of the Princess: The Rebirth of Lafayette

Zhihua's eyes threatened Tweety not to refuse. Tweety did not dare to resist and could only lower her head and remain silent. She hoped in her heart that Dr. Liu would politely refuse.

Doctor Liu now turned his attention to Tweety. He had not looked at it carefully those few times. At this glance, Tweety's skin was a little yellow and her face was a bit round. Her appearance was obviously not outstanding, but when combined together, she was particularly comfortable. She was more comfortable than before. That pretentious Zhen'er is much better, it's just a concubine anyway, don't take it for free.

"Thank you for your love, I just don't know what Miss Cui'er thinks."

Zhihua made the decision for Cui'er without thinking, "Cui'er can serve you because this girl has been blessed for three lifetimes. Cui'er, why don't you pack your things quickly and go home with Doctor Liu tonight."

Cui'er was obviously stunned. Didn't he like Zhen'er? Why did he want her to be his concubine? Moreover, the master was too impatient. Why didn't she go by herself?

"Master, I...I don't want to get married. I just want to stay by your side and serve you all my life."

She knew her face was smiling, but she said, "Tui'er, come here for a moment, I want to have a word with you."

Cui'er carefully moved over, and what greeted her was a slap in the face.

"You're a lowly person who has no respect for me. I'm kind enough to point you to a good marriage. If Zhen'er hadn't entered the Sentence Department, do you think such a good marriage would have been your turn?"

Cui'er cried silently, and Doctor Liu and even a stranger looked at her with pain in the face.

"Empress, since Miss Cui'er doesn't want to do it, Wei Chen won't force anyone to do anything. There are still things to do in the hospital, so Wei Chen will leave first."

After the others left, Zhi Hua was so angry that he picked up the bowl from which he had just finished drinking the medicine and hit Cui'er heavily on the head.

"You are a cheap maid, you don't know how to flatter me. You promised me well a few days ago. Today, in my honor, go out and kneel outside, and reflect on yourself. When you realize that you are wrong, you will get up."

Different from the undercurrent in the palace, Qing'er was in dire straits. The effect of the medicine would explode every hour, and she was lying on the bed as weakly as a dehydrated fish.

As night fell, what was supposed to be an unforgettable wedding night for the two of them was ruined because of Zhi Hua's plan.

Shen Yuqing's hair was messy and her clothes were half-unbuttoned. She rolled up her sleeves and held a wet towel in her hand. She wiped Qing'er's sweat in person. She looked at her girl's crimson face and her eyes were as hazy as mist. She felt distressed and possessed her. There was constant encouragement in her ears.

"Qing'er, it will be dawn in two hours. I believe you can overcome it. I will accompany you."

Shen Yuqing took off the clothes on Qing'er's body and changed her into a red pajamas. She had been tortured by the charm of the day and was weak, but she knew that he was always by her side, wiping her body, and she felt quite sad. To be moved, he spoke very softly.

"Yu Qing, come here, I want to talk to you."

Hearing her soft voice, Shen Yuqing knelt down in front of her, took her slender palm, put it to his mouth and kissed it.

"Qing'er, I want to hear you call me husband, is that okay?"

Qing'er's eyes shone with happiness, and she shouted softly, "Husband, Qing'er is very happy to be able to marry you."

Shen Yuqing's eyes were slightly red and she spoke pious words of love.

"Madam, I am the proudest thing in my life to be able to marry you. You are the wife I finally married in eight sedan chairs. Perhaps with that sudden glimpse in the imperial garden that day, you have lived in my husband's heart, and in my heart. I would like you much sooner than you do.

Qing'er smiled, as dazzling as a spring flower, "Husband, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Shen Yuqing's body reacted faster than his brain. He brought his face closer and felt Qing'er's soft and sweet lips falling on his lips. His eyes widened slightly and he looked a little stunned. He...he thought Qing'er I just want to kiss my own face.

It was the first time for both of them to try it. After a brief taste, they both blushed and the moon shyly hid in the clouds.

The two of them finally made it to the early morning. Qing'er had already fallen asleep, and Shen Yuqing was tired and lying on the bedside to take a nap.

A ray of sunshine shone into the house through the screen window. Hearing the footsteps of servants outside, Shen Yuqing rubbed his groggy eyes and saw the sleeping Qing'er frowning. He helped her soothe the sadness between her brows and lowered her head. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Shen Yuqing had been looking forward to the wedding a few days before her wedding. She tossed and turned every night and couldn't sleep well. In addition, after a long night of hard work last night, her eyes were somewhat sunken. Her eyes were light blue and black, and there was loose stubble on her chin. Her clothes were also wrinkled. Damn it, this person who was supposed to be high-spirited ended up in embarrassment and fatigue.

As soon as he left the house, he saw Qing'er's maid, Xi'er, surrounding him, asking nervously with tears in her eyes.

"Sir, how is Princess? It's all my fault for not protecting Princess well. If something happens to Princess, I won't be able to survive."

Shen Yuqing put his index finger to his lips, indicating to speak softer, and glanced into the room, with a trace of distress flashing in his eyes.

"Madam is fine. She is tired after a long night. Don't let the servants disturb her rest. As for the new wife's welcome tea, I will tell Ama'er Niang personally in a moment. It doesn't matter whether she drinks it in the morning or in the evening."

Xi'er covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, nodded wildly, and couldn't stop the joy in her eyes. Such a considerate brother-in-law had really found a treasure.

After Shen Yuqing made the explanation, he got up and went to the front yard. Shen Bangrong and his wife also stayed up all night. When they learned that their daughter-in-law was being plotted, they wanted to tear the painting alive.

"Bang Rong, I want to kill someone!"

"Madam, I'll hand you the knife."

"I don't know if my daughter-in-law is healed or not. Her delicate body can't withstand a night of torture."

Mrs. Shen started crying as she spoke, and Mr. Shen immediately comforted his wife.

"Madam, today is your son's first day of marriage. Your eyes are red from crying. What if your daughter-in-law mistakenly thinks you dislike her? Let's think about happy things, such as our daughter-in-law, grandson, and granddaughter."

Mrs. Shen thought the same thing and quickly wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, "That's true, but I'm not that kind of person. It's too late for me to pity Qing'er. How can I blame her? It's difficult for women in this world. I'm not a bad mother-in-law, and I definitely can't do anything to tease my daughter-in-law."

When Shen Yuqing walked in, Mrs. Shen and Lord Shen both looked at him. They looked behind him specifically and found that Qing'er had not come, but they could understand.

"Yu Qing, why do you look like this? It's a bit sloppy, as if someone has sucked all your energy away."

"Eniang, you are used to making fun of your son. My son took care of Qing'er all night last night. I don't worry that your two elders will be anxious. Come over quickly and let me know. Qing'er has just fallen asleep. Can I discuss something with you, Eniang? ?”

Shen Yuqing's expectant eyes met Mrs. Shen's sizing, and she looked like I knew everything.

"Okay, E Niang knows what you are going to say. Qing'er owes you this cup of wife-in-law tea for now. E Niang will drink it after she feels better. However, you have to take back the meeting gift for Qing'er."

Mrs. Shen signaled her confidant Nanny to present the gift she had prepared, a pair of smoky emerald gold inlaid jade bracelets. The jade bracelets were well watered, and at first glance they were the treasures at the bottom of the box.

Shen Yuqing also recognized this pair of jade bracelets as a symbol of the identity of each generation of the matron of the Zhongyi Hou family.

"Mother, my son would like to thank you on behalf of Qing'er. You are truly the best mother in the world."