Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 471 The Queen Will Never Give Up (18)

Jing Li nervously took the wine glass, and heard Ji Ge ask him, "Have you ever drank?"

The young man shook his head honestly.

"Then drink slowly." Ji Ge evoked a smile, "Don't get drunk."

The girl leaned forward, her breath intertwined. She drank a lot of wine today, and the originally quiet and pleasant scent of aloes on her body was mixed with a strong smell of alcohol. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was obvious.

After drinking the cup of wine, Ji Ge went to wash up and changed out of the heavy wedding dress. After Jing Li also finished washing up, the girl stretched out her hand.

Jing Li didn't expect her action, and staggered one step into Ji Ge's arms.

"Your Highness." The young man was startled, and subconsciously grabbed her sleeve.

That pair of beautiful eyes widened a bit, and looked more like a newborn cub, naive, ignorant of the world, dripping with misty water vapor, pitiful.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Ji Ge looked tired, and rubbed the young man's soft long hair, a handful of thick black hair slipped through the palm of her hand, the touch was excellent, she lowered her head and kissed Jing Li's forehead as a comfort.

"Sleep."

Jing Li was stunned for a moment, didn't ask anything, and lay obediently beside Ji Ge, like a docile and delicate snow white raccoon slave.

Ji Song explained.

"After a while, when you are really ready, we will consummate the house."

Jing Li clutched the corner of his clothes, heaving a sigh of relief upon hearing the words.

Did your Highness see it?

The embarrassment and panic hidden deep in his heart.

The young man bit his lip slightly, and responded obediently: "I will listen to Your Highness."

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Early the next morning, Ji Ge and Jing Li had to get up and go to the palace to toast the empress.

"Mother and the others are very easy to get along with, and they won't embarrass you," Ji Ge warned, "If you are afraid, just hide behind me."

"I see, Your Highness." Jing Li took the initiative to hold Ji Ge's hand, and replied calmly.

On the first day of the wedding, the young man did not wear a plain dress, but chose a light crimson dress that was the same color as Ji Ge's dress. The clothes were prepared by Tingwan. In order to cater to the new lord's preferences, she chose a relatively simple one. The low-key style does not reduce the elegance of the year and a half.

The red dress looks like a demon, peerless in the world.

"It's beautiful," Ji Ge praised without hesitation, "Mother and Father will definitely like it."

Empress and Xie Yi are already sitting in Fengluan Palace, waiting for Ji Ge and Jing Li to enter the palace.

A pair of scarlet clothes walked in under the guidance of the female officer.

"Emperor Mother, Empress Father."

Ji Ge yelled first, and tightened the hand he held with Jing Li, reminding him to follow suit.

"Emperor Mother, Empress Father." The young man said, in front of outsiders, he had always been cold and indifferent, but now he has been following Ji Ge's side step by step, and it can be seen that the relationship between the two is quite good.

Not only the empress and Fengjun were present, but also several concubines and empresses from the empress' harem.

The eldest princess squinted at the young man not far away. He stood with Bu Jige. He was slender, with the slender and thin feeling unique to young people. His eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and cold to the point of shock, like a crimson hibiscus.

The eldest princess rubbed the jade pendant on her waist, hiding the inevitable in her eyes.

Such a great beauty marrying such an unprogressive and absurd dude as Bu Jige is really too wasteful.

Better go to her backyard.

Anyway, she is the future empress, so such beauty should belong to her.

Ji Ge didn't know what was going on in the eldest princess's heart, but felt a scorching gaze, which had been firmly on her body, never leaving her.

She raised her head slightly, and found that the owner of her gaze was staring straight at her. It was a handsome, gentle, bookish young man. He was sitting beside the eldest princess, with a pale face, and he did not hide his gaze.

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)