If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

As soon as Fu Yan left, Qingsang Qingzhu immediately came in.

He helped Qin Shu take off her crown, asked for hot water and a towel, and helped Qin Shu wash up.

As soon as I changed into a set of light casual clothes, the maid from the Fu Mansion brought me wine and food.

Qin Shu still had a bowl of egg custard in the morning and ate a few snacks before getting into the sedan chair.

I was already starving.

The four older girls were also busy running around all day long.

Qin Shu simply asked the four of them to sit down together.

After eating, Qingsang asked someone to bring hot water and helped Qin Shu take a bath and change clothes.

After bathing, Qin Shu changed into a bright red inner garment. She sat in front of the dressing table while Qingmei wrung out her hair and tied it into a loose bun.

The door opened slightly and Fu Rong walked in wearing only a single layer of clothes.

He had already showered and changed his clothes, and his hair was still a little wet.

His steps were a little unsteady, but his eyes were deep and bright.

Qingsang and others quickly retreated.

Fu Ying walked to Qin Shu, held her in his arms from behind, lowered his head, sniffed deeply at her neck, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Madam?"

Qin Shu raised her hand to hold his arm, and stroked his face with her other hand, "Are you drunk?"

Fu Ying said "hmm", held Qin Shu's wrist with his backhand, and kissed her lips gently, "Drunk."

But not drunk.

After saying that, Fu Ying bent down slightly, picked up Qin Shu horizontally, and slowly walked to the bridal bed.

Place her gently on top.

Looking at Fu Ying's dark and deep eyes, Qin Shu's heart suddenly began to beat wildly.

The bright red wedding curtain fell gently, blocking out most of the light from the wedding candles outside.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Fu Rong stretched out his hand, placed it on Qin Shu's belt, and gently pulled it.

The belt loosened instantly, revealing the jade-white skin and the bra that looked like mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Fu Ying's eyes widened and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Qin Shu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Before the laughter died down, a shadow fell over his head and he was thrown onto the couch by Fu Yan.

Fu Ying looked down at Qin Shu's smiling face and said in a fake annoyance, "Still laughing? If you laugh again, I will punish you."

Qin Shu stretched out her arms, put them around Fu Ying's neck, tilted her head slightly, and smiled mischievously: "How are you going to punish me..."

Fu Rong lowered his head and kissed Qin Shu. He hurriedly pulled off the clothes that were in the way, and then took off Qin Shu's clothes.

Until there was no more obstruction between the two of them.

Not long after, Qin Shu's cry suddenly came from inside the tent, "Ah, it hurts!"

Fu Ying's breathing was rough and heavy, but his voice was very hoarse, "Here, isn't it right?"

Qin Shu patted Fu Rong's shoulder hard, "No, it hurts! Wait a minute!"

Fu Ying leaned out from under the quilt with sweat all over his forehead and stretched out his arms to turn over the pillow.

Qin Shu lay under him, looking at his actions in confusion and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"I remembered I hid it here. Why isn't it here?"

Fu Ying looked down at Qin Shu and asked, "Do you have that kind of booklet in your dowry?"

Qin Shu looked at him in surprise, and after a while suddenly burst into laughter.

Fu Ying blushed and found it funny. He patted Qin Shu gently and said, "Hurry up and look for it."

Qin Shu suppressed her shyness and whispered in Fu Ying's ear: "My nanny taught me."

Fu Yan's eyes lit up, and he pulled the quilt to cover the two of them again.

After a while, Qin Shu's screams came from under the quilt, "Ah, it hurts! Ah'er, it hurts, wait a minute..."

Fu Rong only felt that the blood in his body was roaring.

Like a wild beast, it is difficult to tame.

He gritted his teeth and endured it until he felt Qin Shu's body gradually softening and no longer so tense, then he completely let himself go.

Less than a cup of tea later, the tent suddenly became quiet.

Fu Ying rested his sweaty forehead on Qin Shu's shoulder, breathing heavily like an old cow.

He felt as if he had died a little just now.

The souls all rose into the air.

Qin Shu bit her lip and looked at Fu Ying with resentment: No wonder the nanny said, just be patient and don't be nervous, it will be over in a while.

Sure enough, it was over in a moment.

No wonder the young lady surnamed Song screamed in so much pain.

It really wasn't good at all, it hurt so much that she wanted to die.

Fu Ying sighed in his heart: No wonder scholars call the wedding night "small graduation ceremony".

The taste of this is so intoxicating that it makes you want to stop!

He looked down at Qin Shu and asked quickly, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Qin Shu had tears in her eyes and pouted her lips hard.

Fu Ying was frightened and quickly lifted the quilt, "Let me see if I hurt you."

He felt regretful and afraid, and wanted to slap himself twice: he only cared about himself and ignored Shu'er's feelings.

Qin Shu quickly stopped Fu Rong and said, "It's okay, it just hurts a little."

After thinking for a while, Qin Shu added, "Mammy said that when a woman loses her virginity, it will be a little painful."

Fu Ying asked quickly, "Does it hurt? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Qin Shu patted him coquettishly, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can you call a doctor for something like this?"

If this gets out, won't people laugh at you to death?

She thought about it and whispered, "Well, it doesn't hurt that much."

Just a little uncomfortable.

Fu Ying's eyes moved, and his voice lowered, "Shu'er?"

Qin Shu didn't understand what was going on and said "hmm", "What?"

Fu Ying leaned forward and kissed her carefully, his hands not idle, "Just now, maybe I was too reckless and only cared about myself. How about we try again?"

Qin Shu was so frightened that her hair stood on end. "No!"

Fu Ying comforted her gently, "Believe me, I will definitely not ignore your feelings this time."

Before going to pick up the bride, the contents of the "Fire Avoidance Map" that his mother secretly gave him suddenly appeared in Fu Ying's mind like a miracle.

At that time, he just took a quick look at it.

He followed what was written in the book and gently comforted his newlywed wife.

Until Qin Shu's face flushed and her body became soft and hot.

After a while, Fu Ying asked in a low voice: "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Qin Shu closed her eyes slightly and shook her head gently.

Fu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

It was late at night and the wedding candles in the bridal chamber were only half burned.

From time to time, Fu Ying's gentle voice could be heard from the lowered tent, "Shu'er, is this okay?"

"Shu'er, does this hurt?"

"Shu'er..."

Qin Shu suddenly cried out in tears, "Fu Rong, I hate you!"

Fu Rong smiled softly and lowered his head to kiss his little wife.

It was not until the rooster crowed for the second time that hot water was ordered in the new house.

Fu Rong carried Qin Shu to take a bath.

Nanny Chun followed Qingsang into the room to tidy up and change the bedding.

She placed the bloodstained handkerchief from the wedding bed neatly on a tray and handed it to Nanny Duan who was sitting beside Old Madam Fu outside the door.

After cleaning up, the couple's whispers and laughter could be heard from the bathroom.

Nanny Chun's eyes were slightly moist as she quietly left the bridal chamber and returned to the side room.

She walked in, knelt in the middle of the hall, clasped her hands together, and murmured, "Miss, did you see that? Little Miss, you have truly grown up now."