I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

"When did it happen?" Mo Yanjue suddenly straightened Helian Wenyin's body with a horrified expression.

Helian Wenyin touched the tip of her nose and said, "Actually, when I first woke up, I noticed a flow of hot air in my body. I didn't notice it at the time. It has become more and more obvious these days."

She also wanted to say that especially after the two consummated their marriage, an unprecedented heat gradually began to roam in her body.

Mo Yanjue felt worried about Helian Wenyin's pulse, his eyes never leaving her face, unwilling to let go of any microexpression.

"I've checked my pulse myself. It's nothing serious, and... I'm not pregnant!" Helian Wenyin withdrew her hand, quite disappointed.

Mo Yanjue was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Fool, it's only been a while since we consummated our marriage, how could we get pregnant so soon!"

Helian Wenyin said coquettishly, "Yeah, I know. I just... miss Liu Mao especially... Liu Mao is our Xiao Mao..."

When she mentioned this, she felt so sad that she wanted to cry.

Feeling sad and conflicted

The paradox is that because the truth of the soul has not been revealed, Liu Mao can stay with her.

"Speaking of it, it's strange. Longzhu put the memories of my previous life into Liumao's mind. These things are too heavy and he can't bear it. It's okay to rest for a while. Our family will still have a lifetime to spend together." Mo. Yan Jue stroked Helian Wenyin's hair and comforted him.

Helian Wenyin said in an angry voice, "Well, you are right, he is too tired, even if we give him a long vacation."

This statement really comforted her.

Mo Yanjue habitually offered his arms, and Helian Wenyin naturally leaned on him, her cheek close to his chest, "I touched a lot of stickers with blessing characters at my uncle's wedding today. We are getting married. At that time, there were so many rules, but I didn’t even touch them, but today I have touched them.”

"Oh? What?" Mo Yanjue moved his body leaning on the head of the bed down so that she could rest at a more comfortable height.

"Many children bring blessings, branches and leaves are spread out, descendants are everywhere...I touched them all! Haha..." Helian Wenyin narrowed her eyes and looked up at Mo Yanjue.

Mo Yanjue lowered his head, kissed the corners of her reddish eyes, and kissed away the tears that had just spilled out of sadness, "Okay, then let's also take advantage of my uncle's blessing, and I will definitely satisfy my wife as husband!"

No more words, Mo Yanjue proved it with actions.

He kissed her smooth and flawless face, and a seductive kiss fell on her bright red lips.

Helian Wenyin stretched out her soft, boneless hands and wrapped them around his strong neck.

Soon, the pink little underwear was thrown out from the brocade quilt.

Yuan Bao discovered something strange and was about to report it to the princess. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the main courtyard and was about to knock on the door, he heard a warm voice coming from inside.

He frowned and looked at the small basin with his head lowered to one side as if he was deaf.

Hook your fingers to turn the person aside.

"What's going on? Isn't today the wedding night for my uncle Guo? Why is His Royal Highness busy with work again? Is it okay to do this every day?"

Xiaopenzi disliked him and said, "Yes, our princess and the consort have a good relationship, and they are newlyweds! Of course...of course it's fine!"

Everything is fine here at the Princess Mansion.

But in Di Mansion, the crowd attending the wedding banquet gradually dispersed.

After the maids and servants serving the uncle and his wife retired, the joyful wedding room became completely quiet.

Di Suzhe and Yun Shang sat side by side, both looking straight ahead.

The corners of their wedding clothes were also tied together.

Di Suzhe's fingers curled up slightly on his knees, and the sweat on his palms had already soaked the red wedding dress.

Yun Shang waited and saw no movement from the people next to her, so she mustered up the courage to say, "It's getting late, um... let's take a rest."

Di Suzhe's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He blinked and glanced at the eye-catching red quilt. Thinking that he and Yun Shang would sleep under this quilt later, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Yun Shang was a little helpless, lowered her head, and untied the clothes of the two of them, "I'll get you some footbath!"

"Need not!"

Without pausing, Yun Shang walked out.

After a while, a basin of steaming foot-washing water was brought in.

Di Suzhe was squirming very nervously, but Yun Shang didn't care. He squatted down, took off his shoes and socks, tested the water temperature, and soaked his feet in it.

While kneading, he asked, "Is it hot or not? My hands tried to get it just right."

Before she heard the man's answer, a tear fell from her head and fell into the water with a splash.

"Why are you crying again!" Yun Shang raised her eyes in surprise.

Why does she feel that today she is not marrying Khan, but that she is marrying a delicate and frail little daughter-in-law?

"No! I, I am happy! The tears of joy are just like in a dream. No woman has ever washed my feet!"

It feels so good.

When I reached the age of forty, I realized for the first time how happy it is to have a wife.

Hearing this, Yun Shang felt quite sad, "Ms. Sun, didn't you wash your feet?"

Di Suzhe shook his head, "No, at that time I often worked in the fields, and my feet were covered in mud every day..."

Mrs. Sun couldn't possibly wash his feet. She wished she could treat him as a tired person and boil water for her feet every day.

He wakes up earlier than a chicken and goes to bed later than a dog.

After finishing all the work at home and outside, you can lie down on the kang.

After snoring twice from exhaustion, he was kicked to the ground.

Of course, he didn't want to tell Yun Shang these things.

It's like a big man trying to win the sympathy of other girls.

"Husband and wife are mutual, and I will be kind to you in the future." Yun Shang blushed, and after saying that, she wrapped his feet with a cloth, lowered her head and carried the basin and went out.

Di Suzhe's feet are warm and his heart is even warmer.

The long-lost sweetness melts in the heart.

*

The red candle on the wedding night should stay bright all night long.

The shadow of the candle swayed slightly on the curtain that fell beside the bed.

Di Suzhe's hair was messy and he looked at Yun Shang who was a little confused and infatuated with shame.

The feeling of guilt completely shattered him, "Still... no."

Yun Shang breathed steadily, pulled the quilt up to cover the flush on her chest, glanced down, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I don't... don't really want it either."

If Di Suzhe hadn't knocked her down just now, in that atmosphere, she leaned against him, thinking that maybe he could do it.

As a result, the operation was as fierce as a tiger, but... ugh.

It really doesn't matter.

The two people, who had never tasted it before, comforted each other with the same thoughts.

The words "I'm sorry" felt pretentious to Di Suzhe himself. He couldn't help it when he thought about it just now. He understood the long-lost impulse, but he surrendered at the last moment.

No, he must ask Mo Yanjue tomorrow when the acupuncture at the same point mentioned by Yinyin will be implemented.