Master is a white moonlight

Sishi, in Fengning Hall.

Leng Yizhen curled up on his side on the big bed, a burst of hunger hit his stomach, Leng Yizhen slowly opened a pair of tired eyes, his whole body was still very tired.

He moved his body a little, and immediately felt a tearing pain in his lower body, which was so painful that Leng Yizhen couldn't help but gasp.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the glaring blood on the bed sheet, and Leng Yijiao's cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment, almost bleeding.

All kinds of beautiful scenes last night flashed in my mind. Although Shen Han was very gentle, the whole process was still so painful that Leng Yizhen shed tears.

What made Leng Yizhen feel ashamed was that he was clearly emotional during the whole process.Every inch of gelatin that Shen Han lingered on his fingertips ignited a trace of lust in Leng Yiluo's heart.

Shen Han promised Leng Yizhen that he would take Leng Yizhen to meet his mother after they got married.

Leng Yizhen gritted her teeth fiercely, and told herself to be calm, and after seeing her mother, she would understand the relationship between the two.

Just as Leng Yizhen was in a daze, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the entrance of the hall, followed by several knocks on the door.

"Xian'er, are you awake?" Shen Han's familiar voice sounded outside the door, it was extraordinarily gentle.

Leng Yizhen didn't want to answer at first, but suddenly thought of relying on this person to take him to see his mother.So he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, "Wake up."

With a "creak", the agarwood door was pushed open from the outside to the inside.

Shen Han stood at the entrance of the hall in a crescent white court dress, with a white jade crown erected on his head.

A few palace maids in pink palace attire stood behind them, all lowering their heads.

The palace maids held golden basins filled with clear water, clean snow-white silk, tooth powder made of pearls, and other toiletries.

Leng Yizhen leaned back against the head of the bed, leaned forward and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

When he saw Shen Han walking towards him steadily without a cane, Leng Yizhen's almond eyes suddenly widened, and he was speechless in surprise.

"Xian'er, what's wrong with you?" Shen Han came to the bed, looked at Leng Yiyao and asked softly.

"You..." Leng Yijiao pointed to Shen Han's legs, and said in disbelief, "Your legs are healed?!"

"Okay." Shen Han smiled slightly, then sat on the edge of the bed, gently took Leng Yizhen's hands, and held them together, "It's just an old disease, and it will recover one day."

"What the hell is this 'Plum Blossom Nail'? Is it also called 'Soul Fixation Nail'?!" Leng Yizhen pulled away the hands held by Shen Han, and asked, "Mo Yu and Xuan Qi are in the same body. Is the soul-fixing nail in your place?"

"It's a long story, let's talk about it after my husband and son have seen their mother." Shen Han deliberately avoided Leng Yijiao's question, and said softly.

"Okay." Leng Yizhen stared at Shen Han with a pair of almond eyes, and squeezed out a word after a while.

"You're hungry." Shen Han raised the corners of his mouth, showing a gentle smile to Leng Yizhen, "After my husband washes and washes up for you, you can have dinner."

"No need, I'll do it myself." Leng Yizhen bit her lower lip lightly, rejecting Shen Han's kindness.

"Xian'er, today is the first day of our wedding." Shen Han stretched out his hand to Leng Yiluo again as he spoke, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and his voice was as gentle as water, "Let my husband do the makeup for Jian'er."

Leng Yizhen felt very uncomfortable, tired and tired, and his head was dizzy.I just want to finish my breakfast early and have a good rest.

"Well, okay." Leng Yizhen didn't want to waste any more words with this person, so he just responded lightly.

Leng Yizhen intentionally avoided Shen Han's hand stretched out to him, and sat on the edge of the bed with his support, and was put on shoes and socks by the maidservant at the side, without looking at Shen Han's expression.

Shen Han personally took care of Leng Yijiao to freshen up, and served him meticulously. Never had the high priest serve others like this before.

First, she wrung out the snow-white silk soaked in water for Leng Yizhen, then carefully spread the pearl tooth powder for Leng Yizhen, and finally combed Leng Yizhen's hair in a bun.

In the bronze mirror, Leng Yizheng's face was slightly pale, his lips were slightly red and swollen, and Qiushuijian's pupils, which were glowing with light waves all the time, were dull and dull, and he looked very listless.

"Is Jian'er still sleepy?" Shen Han stood beside Leng Yijiao, and took the wooden comb from the maidservant.

His bony fingers passed through the light brown hair, wrapped a strand of hair around his fingertips, and then gently combed it with a wooden comb in his hand.

"Well, a little." Leng Yizhen said calmly, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

"Then after having breakfast later, it's better for Jian'er to take a rest."

"Okay." Leng Yijiao responded, and slowly closed her eyes, unwilling to speak again.

"My husband personally made longan lotus seed lily porridge for Jian'er." Shen Han said softly while combing Leng Yi's long hair, "According to folk customs, on the first day of marriage, the bride has to eat breakfast This longan lotus seed lily porridge.

Shen Han's fingers are very dexterous, and in a short while, he combed a complicated moon-by-moon bun.

"......" Hearing this, Leng Yizheng's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, like the sunset glow in the sky.

"It's a good omen, it means a happy marriage for a hundred years, and an early son." With a smile on the corner of Shen Han's mouth, he stretched out his hand to take a pearl hairpin from the maidservant, and stuck it in Leng Yiluo's hair.

"You and I are both women, it is impossible to have children." Leng Yizhen opened his eyes, looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and said indifferently.

"That's right." The smile on the corner of Shen Han's mouth suddenly froze, his expression was a little lost, and he laughed at himself, "You and I are both women, how can we have children?"

"Shen Han, don't forget what you promised me." Leng Yijiao deliberately changed the subject, turned sideways, and looked up at Shen Han.

"Naturally, I am the dignified high priest of the Great Ji Kingdom, how could I go back on my word?" Shen Han asked softly.

"Don't think about it... um..." Before Leng Yizhen could finish his words, Shen Han, who leaned over to him, blocked his mouth with his lips.

With a light touch of the tip of the tongue, he easily pried open the opponent's teeth.

The maidservants serving at the side lowered their heads knowingly, and stood quietly by the side, not daring to take a breath.

Leng Yizhen didn't expect this person to be so bold, so disregarding etiquette, to make such an intimate move in front of the palace maids.

"Enough, there are others here!" Leng Yizhen pushed Shen Han away from his body, his chest heaved violently due to tension, and his cheeks were flushed.

"Everyone back down." Shen Han straightened up, turned around and looked at the maidservants beside him, and said in a deep voice.

"Here!" The palace maids all bowed down to salute, bowing their heads and retreating.

After all the palace maids retreated, Shen Han leaned over to Leng Yijiao again, making gestures to kiss Leng Yijiao's lips, but was pushed away by Leng Yijiao.

"Shen Han, don't mess around again!" Leng Yijiao looked at Shen Han fiercely, and said slightly angrily.

"Xiao'er, we just got married yesterday, why today..."

"Haha, why?!" Leng Yizhen stood up with a light smile, interrupted Shen Han's words, and said word by word, "I wish I could kill you now."

"Xian'er, you are so heartless." Shen Han's amber eyes were filled with sadness in vain.

"Thinking?" Leng Yijiao pointed at himself with trembling fingertips, and asked, "Who is being flirtatious?!"

"Chen'er..."

"Shen Han, let me respect you and love you!" Leng Yizhen took a step back, losing control of her emotions, "But you have been lying to me all this time!"

"Xian'er, take my life, just take it." Shen Han took out a dagger from his wide sleeve with a calm expression, and handed it to Leng Yiluo.

"Don't think I dare not!"

"It's okay, just come and get it."

Leng Yizhen snatched the dagger from Shen Han's hand, then pulled out the blade from the scabbard, and pointed the blade directly at Shen Han's neck.

Shen Han didn't dodge either, he still stood straight on the spot, and slowly closed his eyes.

Leng Yizhen's hand holding the dagger couldn't help trembling slightly, his lower lip had been bitten by himself, and blood oozes out.

With a "bang", Leng Yizhen threw the dagger in his hand to the ground viciously.

"Get out!" Leng Yizhen pushed Shen Han hard, and shouted at Shen Han, "Get out of here immediately!"

Shen Han slowly opened his eyes, the amber eyes had become moist, and he looked at Leng Yizhen with a calm expression.

After watching for a long time, he finally turned around and left Feng Ning Hall with big strides.