after marrying a man with a fur collar

Today, I got married.

Looking through the white cotton corners, Qianjiang Qianliu raised the corners of his eyes, secretly looking at the man who will become her husband from today.Because of the low eye level, she could only see the man's straight waist and tight jaw line, and the silver hair hanging down from the back of the neck reflected light.

The overly tall figure and well-proportioned figure all carry a strange atmosphere.

Suddenly the man turned his head slightly, she hurriedly lowered her head in panic, her ears turned slightly red.Couldn't look him in the eye until now.

Her husband, she knew very little about him except two things: his name and his identity.

His name is Qianshou Feijian, the second son of the Qianshou family.

Dressed in Bai Wugou, Qian Liu lowered his eyes, probably the self a year ago would never have thought that he would marry a woman today.After the worship ceremony, she made a vow of union with him in front of the statue of the Thousand Hands God at the Thousand Hands Shrine. Even at this time, she couldn't look directly into his eyes, even if she could feel his scrutinizing eyes.After the husband and wife offered wine three times and exchanged glasses nine times, he put the ring on her finger.

The rough, warm fingertips slowly brushed the skin on the back of her hand.

Qianjiang Qianliu couldn't help shuddering, and his cheeks were stained crimson.

Qianliu raised his head, his eyes collided with a pair of crimson eyes.

Not gentle, not soft, but unexpectedly very reassuring, it is a look that easily calms people down.

In the ensuing offering of jade strings, the two offered branches of small poplar trees wrapped with white cotton paper to the gods, praying for peace and stability. Mr. Fei Jian stood beside her with a meticulous profile, and she secretly looked at him with a handsome profile Outline.

A strange man, but he is her husband... When I think of this, I can't help but panic.

She doesn't know anything about him, but she has made a promise to stay together for a lifetime.

Looking over the crowd, Qianliu secretly looked at his father in the distance. His father was old, and his tiredness and loneliness could not be concealed in the lines of the Sichuan characters.Father is not happy, because her union with Tobima-sama is not from her own will, nor is it from his will.

She is Qianjiang Qianliu, Ji Jun of the Qianjiang clan.

Today is her big wedding day, but the clansmen including her father don't have the slightest joy on their faces.Her father, Qianjiang Qianhai, was wearing a navy blue haori, sitting on the upper seat with his back straight, his hands clasped in his sleeves.

His clenched fist is hidden behind the fabric.

Father's lips were tightly pressed, and his temples were also prematurely stained with frost - his father was much older.

Qian Liu couldn't help having a sore nose, and quickly lowered his head to cover up the sadness in his eyes.As Ji Jun in the clan, she has already made up her mind to sacrifice her marriage for the clan.

Rather than saying it is fate, she prefers to call it "unsatisfactory life".

When you have something, you must pay the corresponding price.Just like she is the princess of the Qianjiang clan, she is destined to marry into the Qianshou clan.

The Qianshou Clan and the Qianjiang Clan are not married for generations like the Uzumaki Clan.

The Qianjiang family is the loser in history, and Qianliu is one of the prices they need to pay—that's all.

Qianjiang Qianhai is quite opposed to this marriage, but not because he has too much affection for his daughter, but because he feels that this marriage is a shame for Qianjiang's family and is his humiliation.

The Qianshou Clan defeated the Qianjiang Clan and gained a lot of money, prestige, resources... and dignity.

Qian Liu crouched low under the layers of white Wugou, and couldn't help but miss his mother's face.Her mother, Qianjiang Qianhua, was the only one who would treat her tenderly.Qianhua would often touch her hair and cheeks, look at her lovingly, and say to her in a gentle voice: "Qianliu, be a gentle person..."

Then Qianliu has been trying his best to turn himself into a gentle person, treat people gently, and treat the world gently.

The gentle mother disappeared in Qianliu's life when she was five years old - because of the war.

The only light in Qianliu's life disappeared, she looked at the empty palm, her eyes were too dry to squeeze out a tear.

The nuns in the clan helped Qianliu get dressed in Bai Wugou, embellished her red lips with cinnabar, fastened the last string of beads, and then sent Qianliu to the ox cart with hands full of wrinkles and veins, and watched him off with cloudy eyes. After Qian Liu left, the eyes of Qian Hua's eyes began to meet slowly: loving and compromising gentleness.

Qian Liu withdrew his divergent thoughts, and Qianshou Feijian was sitting beside her at the moment. If "expressionless" was an expression, then Qianshou Feijian had been facing her through this barrier.Qian Liu keenly felt the alienation of her husband under the respect and politeness.He unconsciously opened the distance between him and her, this kind of indifference cannot be resisted by Qianliu.

She made a lifetime promise with Qian Shou Fei, but under the eyes of the Lord God, she seemed to be at odds with each other.

Qianliu had also fantasized about who would fill her other half in the future, and every time the result was a hazy figure stretching out her hand to her without hesitation, and she threw herself into his arms without hesitation. Even if the sky falls apart and the world ends, never let go.

But she learned to compromise.

She compromised with her father's majesty, she compromised with the clan's mission, she compromised with the misery bestowed upon her in the world, and in the end she found that she had compromised to fate.

The fate of Qianjiang Qianliu has been connected with Qianshoufei from then on, tied with a red thread, and it is difficult to separate.

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When Qianshou Feijian found out that he had an extra wife inexplicably, after the clan meeting, the deal was done and it would be difficult to change it.

Those old foxes...!Rao, who has always been calm and self-possessed, couldn't help but gritted his teeth with a murderous look.

As the older brother, Senju Hashirama-sama seemed very happy. After he married Mito, he saw that the younger brother's originally abstinent personality became more gloomy and unfeminine. There are so many good girls in the Senju clan. There was no one who took a fancy to Feijian...or didn't take a look at it at all.He only knows to study new ninjutsu or handle official business all day long, and sometimes he doesn't even step out of the laboratory for a month or two, making people mistakenly think that the second child of the Senshou family has grown mushrooms in it.

In the first half of his life, Qianshou Feijian worked hard for the Qianshou Clan, devoting himself to the research of various black subjects... Ah no, it's ninjutsu. I never thought that one day I would have a creature like a "wife" by my side, especially Whether it was he himself or the last to hear the news, it was really hard not to feel angry.

"I don't agree." The lips between Qianshou's door were pursed into a straight line, and the slender eyebrows completely turned into an upside-down character, and the four words "I'm very angry" were almost written on his face in anger.

All the elders sat upright, keeping their expressions on their faces, and looked at the Qianshouzhujian on the highest position in the same direction.After all, he is the younger brother of the patriarch, so it is better to let the patriarch do the job of persuasion.

At this moment, Zhuma's mood is also very complicated.

On the one hand, there is pressure from within the clan. The elders agree that marriage with the Qianjiang clan is beneficial and harmless, and Master Feijian is the best candidate; Yushu's family already has three children in their arms, and Tokima has never been in a relationship so far. He almost sadly foresees his younger brother's lonely end.

Hashirama thought about it: But Tomagama's own wishes are more important...

Hashirama promised to have a good talk with Feijian, so he waved off the elders and had a face-to-face deep talk with Feijian alone.Zhujian knew his younger brother's character very well, and his absolute interests were paramount, so he explained in detail the various benefits of being married with Ji Jun of the Qianjiang family.

At the beginning, Tobima looked at him stubbornly, as if "I won't compromise on whatever you say", but as Hashirama listed them all earnestly, his attitude gradually changed, and he began to think deeply about this matter. feasibility of things.

"You said, the Blood Inheritance Boundary of the Qianjiang clan will be different in the clan?" Fei Jian never thought about it, but the information that the elder brother gave him should not be groundless.

Thoughts from the door: If they get married, the Qianshou clan who is on the rise will not only increase their strength greatly, but may also master the blood successor of the Qianjiang clan, not to mention the huge amount of money and fame.

Hmm...seems to be all good and nothing bad.

Feijian suddenly didn't care whether he needed to marry someone he didn't know as his wife. Anyway, for the sake of the Qianshou clan, it is not impossible to compare it to a small sacrifice, after all, the benefits in front of him are too tempting up.

Hashirama looked at him in embarrassment: "Tobima, if you don't want to..."

"No, let me think about it again." Tobuma said.

In the end, Tomona agreed to the marriage.

Three days later, he met Ji Jun of the Qianjiang clan for the first time.Qianjiang Qianliu lowered his eyebrows and nodded, his face was like a peach blossom, feeling very weak.

Tobima said to Hashirama, "Brother, let her be."

In the next three days, Senshou Feijian and Qianjiang Qianliu held their wedding in Senshou Shrine. Although it was a bit hasty, the people of the two ethnic groups tried their best to hold the wedding grandly and formally, because it was not just a union of two people. It is also the link of "friendship" between the two races.

Although everyone understood that this respectable wedding was nothing more than a handout from the Thousand Hands.

At this point, Qianjiang Qianliu changed her name to Senju Qianliu, moved into the mansion under the name of Feijian, and became Senju Feijian's wife.

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It's night, the mansion of Thousand Hands.

Red candles flickered in the dark, two carved red-bottomed vases were placed on the tatami mats, and two delicate roses were inserted in the vases, and the happy quilt was folded squarely and placed in the center of the room.Qianshou and Qianliu knelt side by side, silent and silent.

Qianliu's heart is still beating "thumping".

Before she got married, the nanny had told her that a woman should serve her husband with all her heart, including on the wedding night, she had to do that with her husband...

Qianliu's cheeks couldn't be concealed at all, they turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, even his ears were flushed red with embarrassment, his whole body seemed to be on fire.But Qianliu didn't forget what she needed to do next, she bit her lower lip lightly, leaned down, and said softly, "Master Feijian, I will change your clothes and wash your hands."

His eyes were heavy, and regardless of Qian Liufu's low figure, he stood up without saying a word, walked to the side, and took out another quilt from the closet.

Qian Liu heard the sound of "Xi Xi Suo Suo", looked up, and saw that another quilt had already been spread between the doors, far away from her, Qianshou did not raise his head between the doors, just tidying up On the bed, a deep voice came: "I will sleep here today, there is no need to change my clothes, okay, let's rest."

Qianliu's gaze flickered, but in the end it was still gloomy. At this moment, she kept her seat under the ground, she lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "I understand, Master Feijian." After finishing speaking, Qianliu bowed his head and remained silent.

There was satisfaction in Feijian's eyes, and he was not mistaken, the lady of Qianjiang's family is a woman who understands current affairs, so she immediately understood what he meant.Tobima rubbed his shoulders, and after sitting upright for a whole day, his shoulders were sore and painful, as if they were no longer his own.He didn't intend to take off his clothes, but planned to put them together for the night. Anyway, after today, the elders' attention to him would slowly shift.

Qianliu immediately began to take off the horns and headgear, and as the cloth rubbed against his face, the delicate makeup was gradually removed, the rosiness on his cheeks faded, revealing the slightly pale skin under the blush, and the delicate and charming lips were also like Losing her vitality, she combed her hair with a tortoiseshell comb. Her ink-like long hair hung smoothly behind her head, like fine silk and satin. But unlike her hair, Qianliu's face was pale, and her eyes were full of exhaustion. , appearing dim.The makeup skills of the nuns made her look a lot more mature. After removing the makeup, the childishness of the little girl was fully revealed.

After all, she is only a 14-year-old girl.

She lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.She suppressed the tiredness in her eyes, and her downcast eyes slanted slightly.

Tijian just put on his clothes and fell asleep, looking at her husband's back, Qianliu's restless heart finally found a moment of stability. The previous tension, restlessness, and fear receded like a tide, leaving only exhaustion and confusion.

It's not like Qianliu has never had this feeling before. When her mother Qianhua passed away, looking at the dark coffin, she felt that everything around her was so strange.Now, this suffocation gripped her throat tightly again, once again like falling into an ice cellar.

Qian Liu took off Bai Wugou from his body, shrunk himself into a ball as much as possible and stuffed it into the gorgeous brocade quilt, forcing himself not to think about it.

Let's wait until tomorrow.

The author has something to say:

Feijian Juju and Lolita's old husband and wife are very loving in their daily life... Aren't you going to have a show?

The heroine is a soft girl in the early stage, and this sub-child rises in the later stage, growing up, I hope everyone likes it~

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