The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

A sharp pain came...

There was a pool of tears in Gu Jinchu's misty peach blossom eyes.

Instead of enduring it alone like in the previous life, I reached out and grabbed his arm, then climbed up his sweaty back.

Pull him over and whisper in his ear, "..."

After a while, it gradually became less unbearable.

The small kisses fell on her eyebrows and eyes.

Jiang Nansheng lowered his head and saw that her slightly frowned brows had relaxed.

Following her lightly closed eyes, the tip of her nose, all the way down...

She is still too young...

He knew it, but he couldn't control his heart and wanted to marry her home as soon as possible.

Let her take his last name and they become a family.

At this moment, looking at her like this, it became difficult for him to control himself.

I can only coax her softly: "It will be fine in a while..."

Gu Jinchu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a few words flowed out from his slightly swollen lips, "You lied... You lied..."

She couldn't feel much happiness at this moment...

In the previous life, every time he said it would be over in a while, there would be many moments, and again and again…

Seeing her red and aggrieved face, Jiang Nansheng suppressed his restlessness and hugged her to his chest, panting against her neck, "...almost..."

Gu Jinchu raised his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

She wanted to take back what she had said about him being a liar.

Is he tired from getting married today, or is he drunk?

After Jiang Nansheng said "almost there", he was stunned for a moment.

Looking at her water-stained, ignorant peach blossom eyes, he reached out to cover them and said in a low voice, "Don't look at me like that."

Gu Jinchu blinked in the darkness, but felt his change again in the next moment.

Don't dare to move.

It felt like there were two small brushes scratching the palms of my hands, following the tendons and veins straight to the tailbone.

Her cheeks are rosy and her lips are as tender and juicy as cherries.

Jiang Nansheng exhaled deeply, loosened his hand, lowered his eyes to look at her and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Gu Jinchu put his arms around his neck, buried himself in his neck, nodded and hummed.

She could tolerate the discomfort in her body, but she didn't know how to face him.

He was not like this in his previous life...

Or maybe she fainted and missed something.

I seemed to hear him sigh, and then he picked me up and put me on the bed.

Jiang Nansheng got off the bed, and Gu Jinchu squinted his eyes and looked at his tall and straight figure.

The silhouette on the ground under the moonlight made her face flush with joy.

Although the body is young, the soul inside is a mature soul that has experienced marriage and been nurtured for many years.

The candle was lit, and the light in the inner room suddenly became brighter.

Seeing Jiang Nansheng turn around, she couldn't help but steal a few glances at him, then buried her face in the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Listening to the rustling sound of him getting dressed, Gu Jinchu, who was lying on the bed, felt sleepy and fell asleep unknowingly.

Jiang Nansheng put on his robe, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He just glanced in the direction of the bed.

I’m afraid that if I look at it one more time, my limited self-control will be wasted.

After tidying up, he strode out the door and told the servant who was guarding outside to bring hot water.

After a while, several old women came in carrying wooden barrels.

There are two bathtubs in the bathroom, one big and one small. The big one is a bit like the one used for bathing in the bathroom, and it takes several buckets of water to fill it.

Mother Cheng took advantage of this opportunity to come over and ask her master: "...What I want to ask is, what arrangements should be made for the maid who will be on guard tonight?"

Jiang Nansheng looked at the girls waiting outside, all of whom were under the age of 20.

Two of them were wearing the same peach pink cross-collared skirt. He had seen them around Gu Jinchu and knew their names.

Baizhi and Baishao heard the conversation inside. They stood straight and looked down at the ground.

The other two were wearing brand new short jackets of different colors, and they looked different from what he had seen before. He asked Mother Cheng, "Are these two also part of the Madam's dowry?"

Mother Cheng replied in a low voice: "I used to serve the Madam. Now that the Madam has come in, the Madam is afraid that there won't be enough people in the courtyard, so she sent some people to serve the Madam..."

Jiang Nansheng asked again: "When delivering the feast to the bridal chamber, what did Madam instruct?"

"Madam is considerate of us servants. She asked everyone to go downstairs to eat, and left two dowry maids to serve us." Mother Cheng said.

Jiang Nansheng hummed and said, "Madam will be the mistress of this courtyard from now on. If you have any questions, just ask her directly. Let Madam's dowry keep watch outside, and you can go down."

Mother Cheng bowed and agreed, and the two girls followed her and retreated.

Baizhi and Baishao stood by the door. From this position they could hear what the Fifth Master said inside, but they could not see what was going on in the inner room.

Since their master didn't let them in, they didn't dare to go in.

The moment I raised my hand to close the door, I saw Master Jiang Wu personally carrying the girl into the bathroom.

The two looked at each other. Was the son-in-law just trying to establish his authority over the girl?

He's pretty nice...

Gu Jinchu woke up when Jiang Nansheng picked her up.

Noticing the change in her breathing, Jiang Nansheng lowered his eyes and looked at her, whispering, "You'll feel better after taking a bath, take a shower and then go back to sleep."

There were also red candles lit in the purification room. Although it was not as bright as the inner room, everything within sight could be seen clearly.

Only when he was in the warm water did Gu Jinchu discover its ingenuity.

It was a huge rectangular barrel with curved sides. Jiang Nansheng, who was so tall, could almost lie down in it.

Not only is there a step on one side, but there is also a small table for placing things.

Hearing the voice above her head, Gu Jinchu looked up and saw the crescent-white Taoist robe with ink painting falling lightly to the ground in front of her eyes.

The sound of splashing water was his long, slender and powerful legs stepping into the water.

The water level in the barrel rose a lot after another person came in.

The water surface is completely uncovered and everything is visible at a glance.

"Is it not beautiful? Why don't you look at me?" Jiang Nansheng stretched out his arm and easily pulled her to his side.

Gu Jinchu raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Why...are you different from before?"

Mr. Jiang Wu, who was dignified, self-respecting and gentle as jade, would only occasionally tease her when he was in love in his previous life and would say some embarrassing words.

How could he be such a scoundrel like this...

Jiang Nansheng's eyes darkened. He took her actions as a silent invitation and pecked her lips lightly, "Didn't you say that we should be honest with each other?"

Gu Jinchu's voice was soft and tender, and it seemed to echo in the inner room, "You...you know that the honesty I'm talking about is not this honesty..."

Jiang Nansheng held her with one hand and placed the other hand on the edge of the bucket.

It's all the same to him. Since it's his wife's request, he will naturally comply with it.

In the end, Gu Jinchu couldn't tell whether the beads of sweat falling on his lips were from his sweat drops or the splashes of water in the bathtub...

The night is long, but the good night is short.

The full moon outside the window of the Peony Garden quietly hid in the branches. In the cold and quiet room, the empty wine jar rolled to the side of the bed.

The delicate moans mixed with low gasps, like a string of broken notes, came out from the fluttering bed curtains.