Little embroiderer from the General's Mansion

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3. "Heavenly Reincarnation" by Wutongtong One sentence introduction: As long as there is a destiny, I will spend my whole life for you.

☆, get married

As if God knows that today is a happy day, early in the morning, the wind is warm and the sun is shining brightly. The Qi mansion is wrapped in red silk, and the places where you can see are pasted with happy characters. The servants and maids are full of smiles. Wearing a beautiful satin gown, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. At the same time, Butler Wang led people to trot and do trivial work. The mansion was full of lively and festive atmosphere.

However, Liu's house was very deserted. Since Qi Wang took 40 taels of silver and left that day, he has not been found. With a slap on the face, he cursed loudly: "What are you doing with a mournful face! Is my mother dead? Everyone is living for nothing! Go find me again, this Qi Yifang will go out when he sees that he wants to buy, Qi Wang will not live up to it." The thing...where did it go?"

Yuzhen covered her half-swollen face, blushing with red eyes and hurriedly backed out.

After walking a few meters outside Liu's house, she cried aloud. Since the master arranged for her to follow Liu, beatings and scolding are necessary every day. She is just a maid who wants to beg for food. Why should she be subjected to such gas.

Just as she was crying hard, Yuzhen felt that something was grabbing the hem of her clothes, so she hurriedly wiped away her tears and looked over.

I saw a small and cute white rabbit bumping into her ankle.

She has seen this white rabbit before, it belongs to the second son.

Thinking that today is the day when the second son got married, Yuzhen wiped away her tears. Normally it was Mrs. Yang and the second son who treated her servants well, but now she was putting a sad face on the second son.

Picking up the white rabbit, the rabbit must have been lost. The second young master was anxious, so Yuzhen ran away in the direction of the praying house with small steps.

I pray that there will be a quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water on the floor of the house, and a red brocade robe with black border and gold embroidery will be hung on the wood beside the table. There is also a jade belt trimmed with gold thread.

Standing behind Qi Pan, Mrs. Yang saw a bronze mirror in front of the two of them. Qi Pan was only wearing red wrapping clothes and trousers, and her hair was still uncombed.

"San Niang..." Qi Pan was a little nervous, seeing San Niang's smiling face behind the bronze mirror, he felt much more secure.

Mrs. Yang picked up a jade flower and bird pattern comb from the table, and said softly: "Pan'er was watched by Sanniang since she was a child, and she is really happy today. When she gets married to the general, the two will join hands and support each other. "

"Pan'er knows." Qi Pan said, for some reason, there was a soreness in his nose, and before he recovered, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

When he was young, he was often bullied by Qi Wang. When his father was not at home, his aunt was even more aggressive. Without his mother, he was often hungry. The appearance of Yang was undoubtedly salvation for Qi Pan.

What makes Qipan even more grateful is Yang's meticulous teaching and nurturing over the years. It is said that this kindness is greater than life's kindness. Yang is now in Qipan's heart, just like his own mother, Mei.

Yang looked at Qi Pan and cried, thinking that Qi Pan was scared, so she smiled and gently wiped Qi Pan's face with her hand: "I'm going to be a wife, let alone a man who stands upright, how can I cry."

Qipan pouted and wiped away his tears, bearing his reluctance for Yang to the bottom of his heart.

Holding a comb, Mrs. Yang combed Qi Pan's beautiful hair slowly, and whispered in her mouth: "One comb to the end, and the eyebrows are raised, and the second comb to the end, flying together, Comb three combs to the end, and tie together forever."

Qi Pan choked up silently, his eyes blurred.

"It was supposed to be Madam Mei who sang to Pan'er herself, but my sister left early, and the third mother has to do this work by herself." Yang picked up a strand of Qi Pan's beautiful hair, combed it and said: " Pan'er is a man, so he doesn't respect the rules of sending a woman off, but Sanniang can't bear it, Pan'er will be the general's bedside person after she gets married, so Sanniang will sing to you quietly."

Qi Pan wanted to turn around, but was held down by Yang's shoulder with a little force.

Then I only heard Yang's warm voice singing softly: "The peach is young, its flowers are scorching, and the son returns home, suitable for his family; Tao Zhiyao, his Ye Zhenzhen, his son Yugui, is suitable for his family..."

"...Mother." Qi Pan couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and hugged Yang's waist, and cried loudly, "Mother..."

Yang's eyes were also red, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"In the future, Sanniang will be Pan'er's mother." With tears and snot in his nose, Qi Pan cried out of breath, like a child who has been wronged, and said intermittently: "Pan'er, I wanted to call you that way a long time ago." I'm afraid of breaking the rules... Sanniang has regarded Pan'er as her own child since she was a child, and Pan'er somehow repays, Sanniang... If she doesn't dislike her, she will be Pan'er's relative in the future mother."

Yang clung to Qipan in her arms, her eyes showing reluctance.After a while, she called softly: "Mother, I'm so hopeful..."

Since hearing the imperial decree that day, she was very frightened in her heart. Prayer didn't have any plans. After marrying the general, she would definitely jump into the deep water. I can't feel at ease.

The two were crying sadly, but suddenly they heard the sound of gongs and drums outside the door.

"Hurry up, the general is here!" Yang quickly regained her senses, let go of her prayers, and looked around in a blink of an eye: "Where did Banjin and Baliang go?"

Qi Pan sniffed and jumped up from the stool: "Mother combs Pan'er's hair well, just wait outside with Dad."

Miss Yang didn't care about other things, and combed Qi Pan's beautiful hair with her slender fingers, turned around and walked to Mu Shi, and was about to pick up the wedding dress, when Qi Pan anxiously pushed her out: "Mother, go out, the rest I hope everyone knows..."

"Pan'er...half...Pan'er." Yang pretended to be slightly angry, stood firm and supported the door, frowning and asked, "Is there anything I can't tell mother?"

"Mother..." Qi Pan hugged Yang Shi a few times coquettishly, her nose was still a little red after crying just now, she looked charming.

Yang Shi was helpless, every time she prayed and acted like a baby, she had no choice but to compromise and said: "Pan'er, you need to clean up quickly, mother will go find Banjin and Baliang."

"Mother just go out and wait, Ban Jin and Ba Liang will come later." Qi Pan said anxiously.

Yang looked at it worriedly, then turned and walked out of the house.

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking away, hoping to get rid of the sadness just now, he immediately jumped behind the screen like a rabbit, and stretched out his hand to drag out the two people.

Banjin and Baliang were covering each other's mouths, crying silently.

"Get ready!"

Qi Pan didn't care about anything else, he hurriedly put on the wedding dress, pulled left and right for a long time before fastening the jade belt, Ban Jin and Ba Liang behind him were just like him, wearing the same style of wedding dress with different fabrics, with a nervous expression on his face .

"Master...the general blames me..." Banjin frowned, with tears still on his face, his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest, he hesitated for a moment before asking: "I'm afraid it's not good ?”

Qi Pan was much more courageous than before. Knowing that the general loved him, he put the hijab on his head before he said: "If my young master doesn't push you from behind, when will you and that Jing Nan be able to cultivate together?"

Hearing that, Ban Jin's expression was like praying for the red wedding dress on his body, he stomped his feet and hurriedly turned around to look for his hijab.

Ba Liang was stunned for a while, tugging at Xipa and curling his lips, asking: "Then...why do you want Ba Liang?"

Qi Pan lifted the hijab, and said with a firm face, "You and Na Shaobei are also a good match!"

The loud sound of gongs and drums sounded from the General's Mansion, and a long welcoming procession stretched from the General's Mansion to Cheng'an Street, and the common people gathered to watch, very lively.

At the front of the team, Jingnan and Shaobei rode big horses to open the way, avoiding card players, trumpeters, gongs, banners, etc. behind Jingnan and Shaobei.

Shan Jihe rides Gale, his face is like a crown jade, his smooth and white face reveals sharp-edged sternness, bright eyes are smiling under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, he wears a golden crown inlaid with hair on his head, and he is dressed in the clothes sent by yesterday's clothing workshop. The embroidered golden soft-fitting wedding dress delivered to the house, the waist is tied with silver silkworm gold silk and white jade belt, and the feet are wearing red satin and black-soled court boots. It is indescribably beautiful,

In the middle of the team, a huge and ornately decorated red sedan chair could only be lifted by sixteen strong men. Under the mighty team, Shan Jihe looked majestic.

His baby can be married today!

All the common people in the capital gathered on Cheng'an Street, watched this grand scene, and while they were amazed, they did not forget to say a few words of blessing.

Shan Jihe was originally a good story in the mouths of the people, and now it is a miracle that he wants to marry the second young master of Qiyifang.

How did Shan Jihe meet the second son of the Qi family not long after he returned to Beijing?And why was he given a marriage by the emperor?

Whenever you come up with one thing to say, I am afraid that you will have to talk about it for a few days and nights.

The streets are bustling with people.

I saw twenty servants following the sedan chair, each carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, which contained some gadgets that the common people had never seen before.

Uncle Fu wore silk and satin clothes that were only worn on grand occasions, walked forward with the embroidered sedan chair, and repeated loudly from the side: "The general is very happy today, and I wish to have fun with the people!"

The people cheered loudly, if it wasn't for Shan Jihe's fear of something happening, Jingnan and Shaobei had called many soldiers to surround the welcoming team earlier, and they might not be able to reach Qi's mansion in the afternoon.

After half an hour, the welcoming team came to the gate of Qi Mansion under the welcome of the common people, and saw that the gate of Qi Mansion was closed tightly, Shan Jihe chuckled a few times, watching Jing Nan and Shao Bei jump off their horses and knock on the door.

There was a pair in the door, Jingnan and Shaobei could only use martial arts and did not know how to write, and they scratched their heads and talked for a long time, but they were not right.

Uncle Fu smiled with creases on his face, helped Shan Jihe get off his horse, walked to the door in short steps, and said politely to the crack of the door: "The groom is here to pick you up!"

Butler Wang was waiting inside the door. When he heard the voice outside the door, it seemed that someone had changed. He knew who it was in his heart. He racked his brains and hurriedly thought of another pair: "Yaner is newly married in a wonderful year, and relatives and friends are trying to agree Marriage;"

Uncle Fu glanced at his general, and after seeing the general waved his hand, he said to the crack of the door: "A perfect marriage is like honey, and each other is bound to be stronger than stone."

The two old men were pairing up against the door, Jing Nan and Shao Bei almost laughed out loud.

Behind the mighty group of people, Shan Jihe didn't know anything else, and pushed Uncle Fu away anxiously, wanting to knock on the door and go in to see his Pan'er.

"Uncle Fu, get your money ready!"

Hearing Shan Jihe's words, the door was opened from the inside in a short while. Steward Wang led three servants and kowtowed to Shan Jihe three times, then immediately straightened up and said, "General, don't be in a hurry, I hope the young master is still here." in the room."

"Take it, take it!" Shan Jihe didn't care about anything else, took the silver from Uncle Fu, and gave each of them an ingot.

Qi Huai'an stood in the courtyard with Yang Shi and the reluctant Liu Shi, and walked up respectfully: "Why don't you drink a cup of tea first, General?"

Shan Jihe was not displeased, and put all his thoughts on his Pan'er. He felt that the steps of getting married were cumbersome, so he simply waved his big hand and said to Uncle Fu: "Let someone come in, help me to get through this quickly." This is off."

Uncle Fu couldn't help shaking his head, knowing how anxious his general was.

Jing Nan didn't listen to Qi Huai'an's words, took the tea cup and handed it to Shan Jihe.

Shan Jihe drank it in a sip, and was about to walk in quickly, but was stopped by another famous servant beside him.

"The general made an atonement, the young master is waiting in the house now, just want to listen to the general's words, to probe the general's heart." The family's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he obeyed the master's order.

Shan Jihe lowered his voice, and then yelled in the direction of the praying room: "Pan'er, your husband is here!"

The servants and servant girls in the courtyard covered their mouths and laughed, and even Qi Huai'an no longer restrained himself, walked over and said: "General, what you say is a vow..."

"I will understand." Shan Jihe rarely broke out in a sweat. He stayed where he was and thought for a while, and then shouted: "Pan'er, you are like a rock, and Pan is like a pampas grass. transfer."

After Shan Jihe finished speaking, everyone who understood was amazed, thinking that this general is also a martial arts practitioner, but his writing and ink are also very good.

After a while, a maid came trotting from the direction of the praying house with a white rabbit in her arms.

Liu Shi, who was so angry that she had a toothache, narrowed her eyes. Why is Yuzhen, who was scolded by her earlier, here?

Yuzhen lowered her head, handed the white rabbit to Shan Jihe, and said in a low voice, "The young master said that his thoughts are all on this white rabbit."

Shan Jihe raised his eyebrows, and his bright eyes lit up.

"Jingnan, please take good care of this white rabbit."

After Jing Nan listened to the order, he took the white rabbit and turned around to leave when he saw a thin hemp rope tied in the fluff around the white rabbit's neck and a piece of paper attached.

"Open it and have a look." Shan Jihe said.

Jing Nan opened it, and there was only one sentence written crookedly on the paper.

- No matter what Pan'er did wrong, I hope the general will not be angry.

Shan Jihe suspected that his Pan'er must be mischievous, so he yelled in the direction of the praying house: "I will promise you!"

As soon as the words were finished, Yuzhen and the famous artist Ding, who were standing in front of Shan Jihe, immediately ran away.

Shan Jihe took big strides and walked towards the house of prayer without slowing down.

Behind him, Uncle Fu and others hurriedly followed.

The praying house is not far from the compound, Shan Jihe stared at the closed door with a happy expression on his face, his Pan'er was in the house, just a door away from him.

Thinking of this, Shan Jihe felt a honey-like sweetness in his heart.

Stretching out his bony fingers and knocking on the door, Shan Jihe called out in a deep voice, "Pan'er..."

There was only a small bang in the room, as if something had been knocked over.

The people outside the house looked at each other, Shan Jihe frowned slightly, thinking something happened, and was about to push the door open with all his strength, when he heard footsteps coming in, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

A flash of surprise flashed in Shan Jihe's eyes, and the people who followed behind him were stunned, and even Yang, who had always been calm, covered his mouth.

Qi Huai'an almost jumped up, stretched his fingers into the room and was speechless for a while: "This... this..."

I saw three people in the room wearing exactly the same wedding clothes, standing in place.

"What's going on here?" Shan Jihe clenched his fists, if he hadn't just agreed to pray that he wouldn't be angry, he might have turned cold.

Could it be......

Is it because his Pan'er doesn't want to marry him?

Yuzhen, who was beside Hou, hurried over, leaned forward and said, "Young master, the general said earlier that since you can see ten thousand years, the general will definitely find out which one is the young master among the three."

Shan Jihe let go of his hanging heart, turned around and looked at the three people in the room, then suddenly strode forward, picked up one person and walked out quickly.

The incident happened so quickly that many people hadn't recovered from it, but the man who was picked up by Shan Jihe exclaimed in surprise, and put his arms around Shan Jihe's neck.

"Miss, are you satisfied with the husband's choice?" Shan Jihe stopped, lowered his head, gave two smirks, and looked at the person in his arms.

I hope that the handsome face under the hijab is red, but the heart is much more beautiful.

He guessed that Shan Jiheding was a good choice, but he also thought about what happened...

Qi Huai'an and the others let out a deep breath, realizing the whole story.

Shan Jihe hugged Qipan in his strong arms, and was about to walk outside the gate of the Qi Mansion, but suddenly stopped, and said in a calm voice: "Jingnan Shaobei listen to the order!"

Jingnan and Shaobei were stunned for a moment, not knowing what orders the general had on this happy day.

However, the habits developed over the years made the two of them have time to think about the future, and immediately responded with fists: "The subordinate is here!"

Shan Jihe hugged Qipan, looked around, and then put his gaze on the other two people in the Qipan room, and said clearly: "Today I will get married, and you two will fight with Ben for many years. Prominent, the emperor is loyal and loyal, and the people go through fire and water for the people. They are both young and have not yet married. This general will make the decision for you two, betrothing these two "women" to you two. Congratulations! Jiaxi!"

After the words fell, Jingnan and Shaobei had already stayed where they were, only to see that the two 'ladies' in the room were no longer as calm as before, and they were at a loss as they wrung their wedding clothes.

Jing Nan calmed down first, then pushed Shao Bei lightly, and the two hurriedly said, "Thank you, General!"

The Xi Po that Qi Huai'an had found came out of nowhere, clapped her hands vigorously, and said with a smile: "Why don't you two hurry up to see the bride?"

Shan Jihe walked towards the gate of the courtyard holding Qipan, with an inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jingnan and Shaobei pushed me and I pushed you, and they moved into the room after a while.

When the hijab was taken off the street, the two breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

Banjin in front of Jingnan had red eyes and curled his mouth, while Baliang in front of Shaobei was wrinkled, looking aggrieved.

The way back to the General’s Mansion has to take a long detour, which means ‘don’t turn back’. Along the way, he was the same as before. When he arrived at the gate of the General’s Mansion, Shan Jihe got off his horse first, dressed in red, and stood slenderly at the vermilion gate. forward.

A pair of cold and charming eyes stared at the red sedan chair in front of him, his face full of anticipation.

Xi Po cautiously held out a pair of white and thin hands, and then the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and the nervous Xi Po pulled out with Qi Pan wearing the hijab.

Shan Jihe stepped forward and took Qi Pan back from Xi Po's hand as gently as water, until he felt that the people around him were no longer as nervous as before, then he supported Qi Pan and turned around with a smile on his face.

The guests in today's lobby of the General's Mansion have been waiting for a long time. Except for King Yuyun who came inconveniently, the seventh prince Ji Yaozhi and Shan Wu are sitting on the seat, and next to Shan Wu is Shan Jihe's mother.

Fortunately, Shan Jihe didn't send out many wedding invitations, and those who came were all acquaintances, or high-ranking officials who worked with Shan Wu when he was in the government.

The prime minister didn't come.

Shan Jihe lowered his eyes and chuckled, the contempt on his face was fleeting.

Xi Niang asked someone to bring the brazier and put it in front of Qi Pan's feet.

The warmth from Shan Jihe's palm reassured Qi Pan a lot, and after a moment of relief, he stepped forward and walked over the brazier.

The visitors clapped their hands and applauded, even Shan Wu smiled.

When the brazier was finished, someone removed the brazier from the red carpet.

Shan Jihe led Qipan and walked along the red carpet in small steps.

He stopped not far from the seats of Shan Wu and Mrs. Shan.

Ji Yaozhi stood up with a smile, and after Xi Po handed the lead red to the two, he clapped his hands and said, "Today, my prince is here to be the officiant."

Shan Jihe and Qi Pan stood facing each other, Xi Po stepped aside.

I hope that through the hijab, I can feel Shan Jihe's affectionate eyes. Apart from being nervous, most of them are in a trance.

It was a miracle for him to marry Shan Jihe, and now he and Shan Jihe are a legitimate couple.

"One bow to heaven and earth!" Ji Yaozhi said loudly, and after watching the two of them knelt and bowed outside the hall, he continued: "Two bows to the high hall!"

After finishing speaking, Shan Jihe turned around and slowly knelt down while leading Qipan, and solemnly kowtowed to Shan Wu.

Shan Wu looked at Shan Jihe who was kneeling next to him, and felt sore in his heart, and couldn't help crying.

It is a great joy to be able to watch his son get married in his lifetime.

Ji Yaozhi stared at the newlyweds, but held back some other thoughts in his eyes, and after seeing the two saluted, he continued: "Husband and wife pay respects!"

For some reason, Shan Jihe always felt that when Ji Yaozhi said this sentence again, his tone was much louder than before.

The surrounding guests clapped their hands and laughed, and from time to time, some people could still be heard discussing in a low voice.

The more the ceremony got to the end, the stronger the heartbeat of Qi Pan.

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a lot of compliments in the hall, and everyone applauded and congratulated.

Shan Jihe's heart was like a hundred ants climbing, itching very much.

Seeing Shan Jihe's impatient look, Ji Yaozhi laughed and said, "Jihe, you are the groom's official, stay here and give a toast to the guests before leaving! Don't rush into the bridal chamber with your little Pan'er.... ..”

Shan Jihe held back his anger after hearing this, and now he just wanted to seal Ji Yaozhi's mouth with something.

A group of guests quarreled for a long time, especially Ji Yaozhi, probably because of his elder brother Ji Chen's affairs, he wanted to drink away all the troubles in his heart.

After sending off those guests, Shan Jihe was a little drunk, Ji Yaozhi lay on the stone table in the reception pavilion, his cheeks were slightly red.

Uncle Fu was waiting behind him, and when he saw Shan Jihe turned back, he hurried up and said, "Master and Madam have gone back to Taiwei's Mansion first, but... the Seventh Prince, he... "

Shan Jihe waved his hand, the mouth of the brocade robe was a little messy, and said in a low voice: "Go to Jingnan and Shaobei, and find Banjin and Baliang to accompany Madam, I will have something to say to the Seventh Prince... …”

Uncle Fu folded his hands and bent over to bless his body, and he got the order to step back first.

The bustle of the morning slowly dissipated, and Shan Jihe sat across from Ji Yaozhi, looking at the drunken Ji Yaozhi and sighing slightly.

"Far away..."

Ji Yaozhi stood up strongly, chuckled twice, and said drunkenly, "Are you going to laugh at me?"

"Why do you say that?"

A gust of wind blew by, making Shan Jihe, who was a little hot all over, feel a bit of coolness, presumably this was like Ji Yaozhi's heart.

"After you get married, you'll know when you go to court every day..." Ji Yaozhi let out a breath, and continued, full of alcohol, "I envy you..."

"Brother's illness, I will find the best doctor to come and treat him." Shan Jihe frowned and said, but did not answer Ji Yaozhi's words.

But Ji Yaozhi chuckled twice, stopping what Shan Jihe was about to say next: "Why don't I want to be like you, or like ordinary people? It's just that my identity is here, and I don't want to think about or think about many things now. Ji He, you know what I'm thinking, I just want to be a pair of happy mandarin ducks with Ji Chen, away from the gossip of the palace..."

Shan Jihe squeezed the wine glass on the table tightly with his hands, his bony fingers turned blue.

How is he different from Ji Yaozhi?

It's just that there are many things he can't say now.

Aside from his identity as the son of a general and a captain, he was just a younger brother who lost his elder brother a few years ago.

Drunk and telling the truth, Ji Yaozhi stood up staggeringly, walked a few steps before smiling and said: "Seeing Ji He, you are impatient, I am afraid that all your thoughts are on your beautiful wife... Hurry up!" Go back some time."

Shan Jihe couldn't bear it and was about to speak.

But Ji Yaozhi turned around, and the drunkenness on his face dissipated a lot, and he continued to say clearly: "What can Ji Chen remember? What can't be remembered? He is Ji Chen, Ji Yaozhi's Ji Chen. Chen! As long as I can find it, so that I don’t feel the pain of fear and longing, it’s fine... When I have a chance in the future, I will definitely take Ji Chen to the palace.”

"You're drunk..." Shan Jihe stood up, with the lingering aroma of wine around his nose, he squinted his eyes for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I'll ask someone to send you..."

"I'll go back to Ji Chen." Ji Yaozhi turned his head and was about to leave the guest booth.

Shan Jihe answered the words for some reason, but when he was hesitating, he saw Ji Yaozhi stopped, and said slowly with his back to him: "How did Ji Chen find it? If you don't want to tell me, then I won't ask, but Ji He You have to understand, I don't know your scruples? Don't forget... I have also lived in the palace's intrigues for decades."

It was long after Ji Yaozhi left that Shan Jihe turned his stiff body.

Why is it getting colder this night?

Seeing the red silk and satin tied on the column, Shan Jihe put back his thoughts of running away, and walked quickly to the wedding room where he and Qi Pan were married.

If it weren't for his status as a general here, I'm afraid the bridal chamber would be messed up.

Walking to the door of the wedding room, Shan Jihe realized that he was holding his breath.

The lights in the wedding room were dimmed, and there were only two maids standing on both sides outside the room. Seeing Shan Jihe approaching, she quickly hugged her body and whispered, "General... madam..."

Shan Jihe waved his hand and said with a happy face, "Go down!"

The two maids backed away blushing.

Shan Jihe cleared his throat, and gently pushed the door open.

I saw moonlight coming in from outside the wooden window in the house, hitting the red dates and longan on the sandalwood table, and casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Qi Pan was sitting quietly on the wedding couch, when he heard a noise, he shook left and right twice.

The room was a bit dim, and when Qi Pan heard the noise, he knew that it was Shan Jihe who had come, and he felt extremely nervous.

The drowsiness from earlier disappeared immediately, and at the thought of having sex with Shan Jihe today, Qi Pan felt his ears burn and his heart flustered violently.

Shan Jihe whispered: "Pan'er..."

Qi Pan tightened his clothes and nodded slowly.

Shan Jihe picked up the Xi scale next to Qipan, and slowly raised Qipan's hijab.

I saw his precious baby, Qi Pan, with a shy expression on his face, like a mimosa in the dim moonlight, looking behind him and hastily lowered his head.

Shan Jihe was so fascinated by Qi Pan in front of him that he couldn't move his eyes. He stretched out his knuckle fingers and raised Qi Pan's chin. He squinted his eyes and asked by the moonlight, "My lady, why don't you light the candle?"

Unexpectedly, Qi Pan was even more ashamed when he heard this, if Shan Jihe hadn't supported him with his hands, he would have lowered his head to the ground already.

Shan Jihe was in a good mood, laughed several times, let go of his prayers and lit the candles in the house one by one.

As more and more candles were lit, Chipan just wanted to hide in the quilt.

The person in front of him was tall and slender, and his wedding clothes were a little messy, but he had a kind of lazy beauty. He was fascinated by Qi Pan when he raised his head and laughed lowly.

It wasn't until Shan Jihe hugged Qi Pan into his arms that he realized that Qi Pan didn't look at it until Shan Jihe had already taken off the robe he was wearing.

The temperature on Shan Jihe's body slowly came, and I prayed that the atmosphere would not dare to move, and stayed stiffly in Shan Jihe's arms.

"Are you afraid of me, Pan'er?" Shan Jihe played with Qi Pan's drooping hair with one hand, his eyes seemed to overflow with a smile.

Qi Pan shook his head, too shy to turn around and look at Shan Jihe.

"Then how about having a drink with your husband first?" Shan Jihe leaned into Qipan's ear with a smirk, and said softly.

Qi Pan couldn't bear it and finally turned around. He stayed alone in the room all afternoon, and didn't even let Ban Jin and Ba Liang who rushed over to enter the room, fearing that he would see others with a timid face.

Now Shan Jihe's words made his beating heart slowly calm down.

He really married Shan Jihe!

Thinking of Sanniang's words, he is also a dignified man, why should he be a 'beautiful wife'?

Qi Pan turned around and looked at him, Shan Jihe was really surprised, but then laughed even worse.

"After drinking the Heying wine, you and I will be married." Shan Jihe let go of his hope, picked up two small white jade wine glasses from the table, and poured two of the wines that the servants had prepared.

"General..." Qi Pan finally called out, "Today..."

"The lady wants to ask, why did your husband come so late?" Shan Jihe handed one of the glasses of wine to Qipan and asked with raised eyebrows.

Hearing too many blunt words, he is not as uncomfortable as before. Qi Pan took the wine glass, pouted slightly and said, "Pan'er...waited alone for a long time."

"It's my husband's fault!" Shan Jihe was tickled by Qi Pan's coquettish tone, and drank the wine with Qi Pan anxiously.

Before Qi Pan swallowed the wine, Shan Jihe hugged Qi Pan with his big arms and pushed the 'beautiful woman' onto the wedding couch.

With an exclamation, Shan Jihe's kiss came before the end of the sound.

I don't know whose mouth the wine drank, the kiss gradually turned into biting, Shan Jihe's white teeth grazed Qi Pan's soft lips, and he was reluctant to let go.

One hand, taking advantage of Qi Pan's inattention, has already retreated the joyful clothes of Qi Pan.

"General..." Qi Pan took the opportunity to take a breath and groaned twice.

This is undoubtedly an aphrodisiac, Shan Jihe raised his head with desire/desire, put his hands under the clothes, and hoped that Bai Jie's body could not put it down: "I have been waiting for today, but I have been waiting for a long time."

Qi Pan's cheeks were flushed, his clothes were in a mess, and Shan Jihe's hand trembled slightly.

He knew what was going to happen next, but he was not ready yet, and he was a little scared.

Shan Jihe indulged in kissing Qi Pan's eyelids, took a moment to sit up, ignored his already disheveled clothes, and groped in his bosom for a while before taking out a small wooden box.

Pray that there is water in his eyes, and he looks over in puzzlement.

I saw that the wooden box Shan Jihe was holding was carved with exquisite hollow flowers, and the wooden box contained...

Almost exclaimed, Qi Pan couldn't think of anything else, and hurriedly looked away.

Shan Jihe put the small box in Qipan's hand, turned Qipan's head with a little force, and said softly with Qipan's eyes: "This is the snow lotus ointment sent by the Seventh Prince. After a while... Can't hurt Pan'er."

Qi Pan covered his face with his hands, kicked the little red boots aside, and crawled into the quilt like a rabbit.

Shan Jihe jumped onto the wedding couch after him, trying to grab the wedding quilt that Qipan was holding tight.

"Pan'er, don't be afraid..."

No one noticed when the curtain beside the wedding couch fell down, and the wedding clothes of the two were still dropped on the ground casually, and a small wooden box fell on the ground and rolled around a few times.

I don't know how long it took, Shan Jihe rolled twice on the wedding couch holding Qipan, kneading Qipan's round buttocks with one hand, with a satisfied expression on his face, like a satisfied cat.

Qi Pan still had tears from crying in the corners of his eyes, panting slightly while leaning on Shan Jihe's chest, his fragrant shoulders exposed outside the quilt, his skin was as white as jade.

"I will... hurt Pan'er?" Shan Jihe asked with a smirk.

Sure enough, after finishing his speech, he hoped that Xiaoli would slap Shan Jihe's chest lightly, and said in shame and indignation: "General, don't ask any more."

Shan Jihe laughed, his chest trembled slightly, and Qi Pan immediately wanted to get under the quilt again.

After a while, Qi Panyi leaned on Shan Jihe and felt drowsy.

Qi Pan's ears would burn just thinking about what happened just now, but Shan Jihe was thinking about it slowly and carefully.

If it wasn't for the fear of really hurting Qipan, he wouldn't stop tonight.

Don't be impatient, there will be plenty of time in the future.

"I haven't seen Brother Jichen today." Qi Pan rubbed his cheek against Shan Jihe's bare shoulder, finding a comfortable position.

The house is consummated, and the shyness just now is gone.

Shan Jihe put his arms around and prayed, and said after a while: "Brother can't show up yet, the guests who came today have something to do with the government, if the elder brother is exposed, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles."

"Pan'er doesn't understand." Qi Pan raised his head slightly, stared at Shan Jihe's chin with bright eyes and asked: "It's a good thing that big brother is back, why..."

"On the contrary." Shan Jihe held Panpan's hand in the quilt, his eyes darkened: "Does Pan'er remember what he said to Wanying when Ben was about to go to the nunnery?"

Qi Pan nodded without making a sound.

Shan Jihe sighed and continued: "The eldest brother was ordered by the emperor to lead troops to a small border town. After the accident, he would have not had time to find the Hayi country that was sent by the emperor. Although there is a reason for the incident, but this reason... ...not in the way Ben would have thought."

Qi Pan was puzzled, but he didn't follow the lead of the question. He just stroked Shan Jihe's eyebrows comfortingly, and said softly: "Pan'er is already a general. If the general has any worries in the future, you can talk to Pan Jihe." Let me talk about it, Pan'er doesn't understand, but I can accompany the general."

"Okay." Shan Jihe replied softly.

Suddenly remembered something, Shan Jihe half sat up and leaned on the wedding mat and said: "That day when my father went to the palace to face the saint, the emperor got the news that there was a spring on the top of Wanluan Mountain, and this spring was not the other spring. The water is hot."

When Qi Pan heard this, he got excited, stood up and hurriedly asked: "But it's true? How can this water get hot?"

Shan Jihe's eyes immediately fixed on Qi Pan's body, and wherever his eyes went, he could see deep or light red marks.

Qi Pan was stunned for a moment, then quickly covered the quilt, and turned his back to Shan Jihe in a fit of anger and stopped talking.

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