When the storm took the script

Emperor Ningde bestowed a marriage, and the grand marriage of the general and the prince of the Houfu caused a sensation throughout the country.

Just after the Lantern Festival on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the streets of Kyoto ushered in a procession that stretched for several miles. The two newcomers were handsome and full of ambition while beating gongs and drums.

For four years, the Yanyu Upstairs Oiran Competition took place one after another, Hong Ni still danced all over the city, pretending to be a teenager in her heart, she never saw others again.

The girls in the Misty Rain Building recently had a copy of the general's drawing book. Hearing that the general had just been named the most desirable son of all women in the capital, the news of his marriage to a man came out later, and it hurt many people's hearts.

It's really noisy outside, and the building is not quiet, I don't know how many girls are crying softly, Hong Ni has a headache from the noise, leaning on her body and looking outside, she really wants to see this son who is famous in the capital.

She glanced at it casually, but her eyes couldn't move. She stared blankly, and suddenly returned to that night, when the young man in red came down lightly. She imagined that face countless times, what it would be like after the mask was lifted. The elegance is peerless.

Why is it him...

Seeing that the two of them had gone away, Hong Ni was stunned, and suddenly smiled.

It's just him.

Wen Jiu'an was alone without a father or a mother, so the marriage was taken over by the Hou Mansion.

The wedding ceremony was held in the Hou's mansion, and after the ceremony, since both of them were men, they came out together to toast the guests without any worries.

In the lobby, the red silk was hung high, and the big red happy words were hung high, and the banquet was full of loud laughter.

Jiuan Cheng, who was dressed in bright red auspicious blessings, held Wen Jingxing's hand tightly, not feeling at all that there was nothing wrong with such a little girl's demeanor.

He wished that everyone would know that after today, Wen Jingxing would not only be his favorite person, but also his well-known husband who saluted at churches, worshiped ancestors and paraded through the streets, who would sleep in the same coffin with him a hundred years later.

After a lap, Jiu'an's cheeks were flushed, he was really happy, and he accepted every glass of wine toasted by the guests as a blessing.

As for the bridal chamber...

Yuan Xiong and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, but the general said, whoever delays his good deeds today, let's spend the next month with him in the martial arts arena.

Thinking of the ribs that were broken when judging people by their appearance, Yuan Xiong still felt the pain. With a red face reeking of alcohol, he looked at Wen Jingxing's back and poked the military doctor sitting beside him, feeling very worried.

"Don't drink too much tonight. I heard that Second Master Wen was originally a sick child. I don't know if he can stand the general's torment all night. Otherwise, you can wait at the door in case something happens. It’s better to deal with it in time, isn’t it.”

The military doctor looked at him like a fool, bowed his head, and said nothing.

The bright moon rose to the sky, shining brightly on the Hou Mansion.

As the night deepened, the guests left in sedan chairs one after another, and the few remaining were also close friends.

Jiu An got a little drunk at the back, buried his head in Wen Jingxing's arms like a child and rubbed his face against him, his eyes were bent, smiling, filled with the person in front of him.

Wen Jingxing blocked the wine that was handed over to him, and bent his lips to laugh at him: "The general must stand firm, or tomorrow the whole capital will see your jokes."

"It's not the general..." Jiu'an put his arms around his waist, pressed his face against his chest, felt the ups and downs of the heart under the joy, the long breath above his head made his smile expand a little bit, his eyes widened It's a little sour, but you can't cry on your wedding day.

He wrapped his arms around Wen Jingxing's waist, not wanting to show any face to the general, he opened his mouth and said muffledly, "It's not the general, it's your wife..."

It's not your charity, it's not a shady substitute, it's the lady who can stand next to you in the future.

Wen Jingxing could hear every word clearly, it was absolutely impossible for him to say such words in the boudoir in front of people.

Looks really drunk.

Wen Jingxing put down his wine glass, and amidst the booing of the guests, he led him into the bridal chamber that had already been arranged.

In the house, candles carved with dragons and phoenixes are flickering, red characters of happiness are pasted on the windows, and some auspicious dried fruits are sprinkled on the wedding couch where mandarin ducks are playing in the water.

Wen Jingxing supported Jiu'an to sit down, he hadn't been smiling since the two of them met, his dark eyes were brighter than the candles that filled the room.

There are still several nuns waiting in the room for the following ceremony.

The nanny took golden scissors and cut off a strand of black hair for the two of them, braided it together with a red string, and smiled all over her face: "One inch of concentric strands, one hundred years of flowers tied together, today the hair is married, and the heads will be separated from each other from now on." Leave."

The carved window was still open, the bed curtain was blown slightly by the gentle wind, and the sachet hanging on it flickered, Wen Jingxing felt drunk and a little dazed, only felt that the mandarin duck above seemed to be alive.

Jiu'an stared intently at Nanny putting the knots of the two into the brocade box, the two clusters of small fires in his eyes were amazingly bright, he touched the brocade box with both hands and carefully placed it under the pillow.

After the ceremony, the nuns said some auspicious words with joy and received the reward.

After sending the nuns away, Wen Jingxing rubbed the person who was enjoying himself on the bed, and stroked his lower abdomen: "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Jiu'an wrapped his hands around his waist, raised his head and blinked his eyes, "I want to eat snow jade hibiscus cake, can you go and get some for me?"

"Okay." Wen Jingxing kissed his forehead and turned around to help him get some food. Today, he has been busy since before dawn and only ate some dried fruit to pad his stomach. It has to be said that ancient weddings are It's really cumbersome, and even this has been cut out a lot because both of them are men. If he really wants to follow the rules left by his ancestors step by step, he may not even have the strength to bridal chamber tonight.

He picked out some of Jiu'an's favorite snacks and entered the room, and the wind-blown candles he poured in opened the door and flickered.

Jiu An covered his head with a red hijab, his legs were tightly closed, his hands rested on his knees, and he sat quietly on the bed.

The room is full of red, no match for the middleman.

Wen Jingxing's heart beat like a drum, and he didn't dare to move a step while standing still.

Jiu'an on the bed didn't wait for anyone for a while, and gently tugged on the Jifu with his hands, his voice was light and floaty, and was swept into Wen Jingxing's heart by the wind: "Husband?"

Wen Jingxing put the snacks aside, put his hands on his chest with disappointment, walked towards the bed, and put his slightly trembling hands in his palms.

There is a tradition in Daxing. Before getting married, the bride has to bring a piece of embroidery she made by herself to her husband's house.

Wen Jingxing knew at a glance that the hijab was embroidered by Jiu'an, and he stumbled with a pair of small embroidery needles in his sword-holding hands. Although the mandarin ducks were embroidered less like chickens, they were definitely not high-quality goods.

He held Jiu'an's hand, which was rough and callused. It was originally covered with large and small scars, but now without looking at it, he knew that there were little red spots left by the needles.

Without Yu Ruyi, Wen Jingxing lifted the hijab with his hands.

The hijab was lifted, and Jiu'an smiled foolishly at him, without any makeup on, the thin red of his drunken cheeks made him look shy and flamboyant.

"Madam." Wen Jingxing leaned over to look at him, "Now you can believe me when I call you Madam?"

Jiu An responded in a low voice, the person in front of him had called his wife countless times, at first he didn't believe it more than he was happy, but after he believed it, he became greedy again, he would be afraid if he had extravagant hopes, afraid that this "Madam" was just him On the spur of the moment, I was afraid that he would also give this tenderness and affection to others.

Wen Jingxing approached him, the candles in his eyes danced like stars, he smiled and said, "Madam."

"Hmm..." Jiu'an responded, blushing a little and closing her eyes, her lips were trembling.

He has obviously done everything, he is so pure that he trembles even with a kiss.

Wen Jingxing chuckled, sat next to him, and tapped his forehead: "Are you really drunk or fake drunk?"

Jiu'an covered his head, entangled him like a cat, straddled Wen Jingxing's body, sweetly licking his lips, which became sticky and soft like spring water.

"I'm not drunk." Jiu'an's eyes were unfocused, he put his arms around his neck, raised his head and blinked, and smiled, "But when you take off my hijab, I seem to be a little drunk. Looking at you, I am afraid that I will drift away."

"Fool." Wen Jingxing lowered his head and pressed against his forehead, his heart trembled because of his hook, and he was inexplicably a little drunk, "I should drag you a little... how many young ladies who were provoked by the general riding a horse through the streets today broke their hearts One day, I was afraid that if I turned around, you would be snatched away, or it would be the same as what was said in the book, the general is the god of war who went down to earth and will return to heaven soon?"

Jiu An laughed several times, leaned up to kiss him, "Are you jealous?"

"Yes."

There is nothing to hide from Mrs.

Wen Jingxing swept aside the peanuts, dates and other small auspicious things on the bed, turned over and pressed Jiuan under him, deliberately touched some places that made his waist sore and legs weak, and kissed densely from his forehead, as if The children who are tasting the sweet cake are reluctant to finish it in one bite, so they just grind it with their teeth.

"Wait..." The voice came from between the lips of the two vaguely, Jiu An struggled to regain their reason, "Have a drink..."

Wen Jingxing endured it for a while, looked at his obedient and expectant eyes, bit his lip, and slowly got up.

On the table next to it is a cup of sweet wine tied with a red string.

Wen Jingxing brought the wine from the table, while Jiu An was carefully finding out the dried fruit wedding candies that made the bed, and took out a cloth bag from nowhere, and put them all in.

Seeing his cautious movements, Wen Jingxing blinked, and what he had always regarded as a cumbersome etiquette suddenly became solemn and sacred, which made his heart feel warm and swollen.

"Come on." Wen Jingxing handed the Hebei wine to him, picked up the cloth bag on the bed, hung it on the tent, and put it next to the mandarin duck sachet with two people's hair in it, and looked back at him with a smile, "Ready Everything is really complete, what else?"

He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Is there a red Yuan handkerchief?"

Jiu An delivered the wine to him, blushing a little, "No."

Wen Jingxing continued to smile and said: "Then if my mother asks tomorrow, how do you want me to answer? I don't know who the newly-married wife is by some disciple..."

Originally, he wanted to say a few ridiculous words, but all of them were blocked by the kiss.

Jiu'an took a breath, the wine glass in his hand was still held steady, not a single drop was spilled, he stuck it on, his voice smelled of alcohol, and his voice was hoarse and coquettish: "Hey wine..."

Wen Jingxing didn't bully him anymore, they stood facing each other, the two of them held the red-stringed scorpion in both hands, bowed slightly, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"The ceremony is complete." Wen Jingxing straightened up, looked at the somewhat confused Jiu'an, and said with a smile, "From now on, you and I are one husband and wife, equal in rank and inferiority, and we will never be apart again after a blind date."

Husband and wife...

With the same dignity, you will never leave each other after a blind date. After a hundred years, you can also be placed in the same coffin, and Jiuan will guard you forever.

so good.

Wen Jiu'an let him put his arms on the couch in a daze.

Wen Jingxing leaned over to undress him.

"Husband, husband..."

Wen Jiu'an obediently let him do what he did, but he looked like a fool, looking at the pair of smiling eyes above him, he yelled softly at first, but then he became more and more cheerful, and the ending sound rose, making people's hearts tickle.

"Ma'am." Wen Jingxing peeled off his treasure little by little, and finally took off his hair crown, letting the jet black hair spread out behind his back.

The moon outside the window rose higher and higher, and the silver light shone softly on Jiu An.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wet, and he wanted to call "Husband" every sentence.

For a moment, Wen Jingxing felt that this person was the goblin transformed by the moonlight, and how many years of practice it took to transform such a person made of jade, he did not know how grateful he was.

Wen Jingxing took his hand and untied his clothes little by little with his warm hand: "A moment in spring night is worth a thousand gold, my husband will serve you tonight, okay?"

The word "good" was swallowed into each other's mouths, and Da Hongxi was lingering with the two bodies under him. At first glance, the mandarin duck on the back seemed to be alive.

On the second day, we will go to respect the elders for tea.

The two had a quarrel too late yesterday, Jiu'an was like a goblin who sucked people's energy, no matter what he wanted, he couldn't get enough, it was very embarrassing and he was made to pass out in the end.

When Wen Jingxing woke up in the morning, he was still asleep in his arms, with a blush at the end of his eyes, looking pitiful.

Wen Jingxing couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed his eyelids, Jiu An seemed to feel something, his eyelashes moved, and he woke up.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts..." Jiu'an nestled in his arms with a bitter face, the pain in front and back was severe and burning.

Wen Jingxing took out the medicine he had prepared from the secret compartment and applied it on him.

When he touched it, he trembled.

Wen Jingxing moved softly, allowing him to shrink back and forth into his arms, and laughed at him: "Isn't it very powerful? You want to squeeze me dry? Look at this pitiful little one, who can still wear clothes." bed?"

Jiu An was miserable, poked Wen Jing Xing's exposed chest with his deflated mouth, "But I really didn't feel uncomfortable at that time, it's all your fault..."

"Blame me, blame me." Being praised in disguise for his good skills, Wen Jingxing was not angry at all, so he took all the faults on himself, and stuffed him back into the quilt, "You just lie down, I'll go talk to my parents Just say it, the elders will drink tea tomorrow as well."

"I can do it." Jiu'an blinked twice, and said softly, "Mom and Dad are already waiting, and I want to go too."

Wen Jingxing knew what he was thinking, and looked at him with his arms crossed, as if to say that you should get off the bed and have a look.

Jiu An felt pain all over his body when he moved the quilt. As soon as he lifted the quilt, he grinned and shrank back. He stretched out his hand little by little from under the quilt to grab Wen Jingxing's sleeve. talk……"

"Just say it." Wen Jingxing leaned over to look at him, "Jiu'an is too greedy, he eats up his body, and now he is bedridden, please forgive me."

Hou Ye and his wife didn't say anything, watching their son live like a tiger, it didn't look like being tossed, but their general's daughter-in-law couldn't get out of bed, and they had mixed feelings for a while. They didn't know whether to teach their son to be temperate, or Joy son's health is really good.

The two stayed in bed all day long.

After recuperating for a day, Jiu An immediately recovered his vigor and vigor. On the way to the main courtyard to visit Mrs. Hou Ye, he was terrified, for fear that Wen Jingxing would face conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law just one day after they got married.

Jiu'an held the tea in both hands and came to Mrs. Hou respectfully: "Regard mother's tea"

For three years, there were beatings and scoldings, and Wen Jingxing made it clear that he wanted a couple, but now he begged His Majesty to marry him, Madam Hou actually didn't have much reluctance in her heart.

Isn't it a man?If Wen Jiu'an was a woman, the whole capital would be envious of this good marriage, but there are so many good things in the world that your family can take over.

Mrs. Hou still remembered that she gave him an inappropriate bracelet last time, and this time she specially ordered someone to order a new one, but the male and daughter-in-law still looked weird after all, and she couldn't hold hands to talk about the relationship between her daughter's family. if.

So he didn't seem very enthusiastic, but as long as he had a smile on his face and didn't let him go, it was enough to flatter Wen Jiu'an, who had kidnapped someone's son.

Jiu An happily took the jade bracelet and put it in his hand, he couldn't help but want to show it off to the people around him, the sparkling eyes made Mrs. Hou, the gift giver, more and more satisfied.

The parents passed this test without any surprises, and even Wen Jingxing felt that it was a little too simple.

The two didn't intend to stay in the Hou's Mansion forever, the emperor also gave the General's Mansion, except for the imperial gifts, the things in it were sent by the Hou's Mansion and General Xiao, and they were all high-quality goods that could be directly moved in.

Wen Jingxing wanted to live a two-person world with Jiu'an for a long time, and moved there after living in Hou's mansion for five days.

The war has stopped, and the "beautiful wife" is by his side. The former overtime dog has completely become a useless salted fish. Can't see you.

Not to mention Jiu'an, who asked for a month's vacation from the emperor because of the little wound on his chest.

The two took advantage of these 20 days to wander around the corners of the General's Mansion, and unlocked a lot of new poses, but Jiu An was thinking about the child, and Wen Jingxing was only behind when he did it, and he became more gentle .

Recently, Mrs. Hou invited a new chef from Jiangnan, and the fish cooking is a masterpiece. Even the emperor went to Jiangnan to eat it once, and he was full of praise.

Wen Jingxing took Jiu'an to find a day with good weather to go to the Hou's mansion to eat fish.

The fish is indeed very good, with a good color and fragrance, and it makes people salivate just looking at it.

Jiu'an has always liked to eat this kind of food, one person can make a round, Wen Jingxing tasted it and thought it was not bad, so he picked up a chopstick and put it on the plate to criticize Jiu'an.

Jiu An was still a little shy in front of the whole family, unlike usual, he was sluggish with chopsticks in his hand, Wen Jingxing was a little amused, isn't he being too reserved today.

Thinking about it, he handed over the plate in his hand.

Jiu An's face was a little ugly, he kept his head down and had no appetite, Wen Jingxing held a piece of meat and handed it to his mouth, just as the tip of his nose smelled the smell of fish, he suddenly felt his stomach churning, he held it back for fear of offending Hou Mrs. Ye turned around and supported Wen Jingxing's arm, covered her mouth and retched.

Wen Jingxing was stunned for a moment, loosened his fingers, and the fish fell onto the plate.

Madam Hou saw her son standing like an idiot, she stared, and hurriedly asked, "What is this?"

The author has something to say:

what happened?

That's right, I have a granddaughter.

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