The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

The noise in the front yard gradually died down and became quiet.

Jiang Muxia knew that the banquet was over and he was coming back.

She sat upright, composed herself, and stared at the door.

After a commotion outside the courtyard gate, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps leaving.

Tang Zhongbai pushed the door open and walked in. His cheeks were flushed and he smelled strongly of alcohol.

"My dear, my lady, please drink the wedding wine." Qinghong and Qingyun stood beside Jiang Muxia, waited for Tang Zhongbai to sit down, and presented the wine glass.

The glasses were empty and the wedding was complete.

Qinghong and Qingyun left the bridal chamber and waited next door for their instructions.

The room became quiet, and the red candles on both sides of the bed flickered, reflecting on her face, making her look delicate and charming. His strong masculine scent came to her face, making Jiang Muxia blush and lower her head, not daring to look at him.

"Muxia, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? I finally got it. You are finally mine." Tang Zhongbai's confusing voice reached her ears. Her nervous heart was about to jump out. She opened her mouth and stammered, "Me too."

She finally mustered up the courage to look up at him. His eyes were burning with passion and strong desire. The next moment, he bent down and kissed her, with his arms around her waist.

He kissed her passionately, like a long-awaited rain. He greedily and eagerly sucked in her sweetness, kissing Jiang Muxia until she could hardly breathe.

This time, he could finally ask for it openly and recklessly.

He laid her down gently and took off her coat. With a flick of his hand, the curtain fell, enclosing the two of them in a closed and private space. He threw himself on her and kissed her again. He kissed her passionately while taking off his own clothes.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer control his emotions as his emotions reached a point where he could no longer control himself.

It was cold outside, and Jifeng was lying on a branch, staring at the floating candlelight inside the house. He turned his head away with disdain and closed his eyes.

A faint sound of moaning could be heard from the room, and it lasted until the second half of the night.

The tent was filled with spring colors, and the two seemed to have entered a fairyland, enjoying sex amidst the clouds and mist.

The next morning, she was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the yard.

Tang Zhongbai was no longer in bed. She moved her body, feeling sore all over. Thinking of the madness of last night, her cheeks burned.

At this moment, the door opened and someone came in.

"My lady is awake. The Second Master asked us to prepare some water. Please get up and wash up."

Qingyun lifted the curtain, hooked it with a golden hook, and helped her change clothes and take a bath.

She waved her hand and asked them to leave. At this moment, she was too embarrassed to let outsiders see the marks on her body. Qingyun saw through her thoughts, smiled slightly, and pulled Qinghong out of the room.

Jiang Muxia took the clothes she wanted to change and walked into the back bathroom. She sat in the bathtub. She looked at the blue and red spots on her body and couldn't help but blushing again.

Tang Zhongbai knew his limits and avoided her neck, so she didn't make a fool of herself today.

After she had dressed, she called Qinghong and Qingyun into the house. Because she was going to offer tea to the elders later, she wore a plain lotus-pink brocade dress. She tied her hair into a simple bun, drew her eyebrows and used lipstick.

Breakfast was served, filling the table.

The exquisite small plates were filled with various side dishes, and the staple food was rice and date porridge with three-flower rolls.

"Where is the second young master?"

She sat at the dining table and asked while looking at the empty seat where the dishes were set.

"The second young master is practicing sword in the backyard, come over immediately."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of steady footsteps was heard in the yard.

"Here I come." Qinghong quickly lifted the curtain, and Tang Zhongbai came in sweating profusely.

Jiang Muxia quickly stood up and took the soft towel to wipe his sweat, while blaming him, "Why are you sweating all over? Be careful not to get sick."

Tang Zhongbai took the handkerchief and wiped his sweat, saying, "I just exchanged a few moves with my elder brother."

After breakfast, Tang Zhongbai took her hand and walked towards Fushou Hall.

The little maid and old woman who passed by saw how intimate they were, pursed their lips and tried to hold back their laughter and ran away.

Jiang Muxia tried to break free, but Tang Zhongbai held her tighter.

"What are you afraid of? We are a legitimate couple. I don't think anyone dares to gossip about us."

Jiang Muxia was speechless. Naturally, no one dared to gossip about him. Those people would only say that he was not decent.

Tang Zhongbai must have thought of it as well, and he compromised by pulling her sleeve.

Everyone was waiting inside the house, and when the two entered, their eyes were fixed on her.

The little girl I saw yesterday broke free from the old woman's arms and ran towards her, "Second Aunt, you're here."

Jiang Muxia smiled at him and took his soft little hand.

"Chao'er, come here quickly. Second Aunt is busy with something. I'll come play with you after she's done, okay?"

A young woman waved to Xiaotuanzi. Jiang Muxia looked at her and saw that she was very amiable, with a gentle look in her eyes and brows that revealed a firmness.

This person must be my eldest sister-in-law, Zhang. Her father is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. She and my eldest brother have been childhood sweethearts, and the two families are well matched.

After marriage, the couple lived in harmony and had three children.

Jiang Muxia smiled and nodded at her, then handed the hand holding the little boy to the old woman who came to hug him.

The waitress brought the tea, and Jiang Muxia knelt on the mat and asked the old man to serve the tea first, and then to the old lady.

The old lady held her hand and said yes repeatedly. She saw tears in the old lady's eyes and knew she saw her. She thought of her deceased daughter. The old lady took off the bracelet on her wrist and put it on her hand.

"This is a gift from my mother when I got married. It was originally a pair, but I gave one to my eldest daughter-in-law. This one is for you."

Jiang Muxia took it, "Thank you, grandma."

At this time, an inopportune voice came, "Grandma is really partial. There is only one pair, and she gave them to the eldest and second sisters-in-law. When I get married in the future, what will grandma give me as my wife?"

There was laughter in the room. The old lady was amused by her grandson and scolded him with a smile: "You naughty boy, how old are you and you're already thinking about getting married? Grandmother has a lot of good things, so of course there's a wife for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience burst into laughter again.

Only Tang Shiyan stroked his forehead, feeling that his youngest son was too embarrassing.

Between the laughter and the joke, the old lady stopped crying.

"Mother, please drink tea."

Liu Ying took a small sip, and the waitress behind him took it and handed over a brocade box.

Liu Ying opened it and took out a double-ring butterfly-shaped white jade round pendant. "Mother wishes you to be like the butterfly above, with deep love between husband and wife, and a love that follows you like a shadow."

"Thank you, mother."

After the elders finished serving tea, Zhang presented gifts from the couple.

Finally, the younger generation greeted Jiang Muxia.

She gave each of the three people a goldfish made of gold thread and emerald green.

After the greetings, Tang Zhongbai took the person away, saying that they had important matters to attend to.

After leaving Fushou Hall, Jiang Muxia asked him, "What's the important matter? How come I don't know about it?"

He pulled up her sleeve again and said with a smile, "It's nothing important. I saw that you were very sleepy, so I found an excuse to help you get out of here and let you go back to take a nap."