Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1438 Famine and Natural Disaster 596
No one comforted Zhou Ting, and he staggered out of the bridal chamber, feeling aggrieved. Under the watchful eyes of Chunmei and other maids, he went to the bathing room, and soon the sound of water was heard from inside.

Chunmei and the two maids looked at each other, and Aunt Zhao said, "Can I go into the bridal chamber to see the master?"

"Row."

So, Nanny Zhao entered the room and saw her master lying leisurely on the bed. All her worries disappeared, as she saw that her master was enjoying himself very well, and it would be presumptuous for them to come in.

"master."

"Madame Zhao is here. It just so happens that I have two sets of pajamas for your master in my dowry box. They are in the box where I keep pajamas. Go and find them and give them to your master."

"Yes, I'll go right away." Nanny Zhao nodded and left.

All the dowry was piled up in the storeroom behind Tao Yiyuen. In order to store Mingyi's dowry, two storerooms were specially set aside. Nanny Zhao found the pajamas for her master with ease. It was the same color pajamas as her master's, but this pajamas had no waist and no low cut, just the most common lock collar.

Madam Zhao brought the pajamas to the outside of the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Knock, knock, Master, the master ordered me to bring you pajamas. Can I leave them at the door?"

"Hmm." A deep voice came from inside. Nanny Zhao pulled the stool at the door and placed it in the middle of the door. She put her clothes on it and left quickly.

After Zhou Ting finished his shower, he opened the door, pulled his clothes in, and closed it again; when he came out, he was wearing red pajamas made of soft fabric and walked back to the room with disheveled hair. He was almost sober now and was looking forward to stepping into the new house.

His eyes swept across the dim room through the screen; he turned around, closed the door, walked around the screen and entered the inner room. What he saw was the bride lying on the new bed, holding a blank booklet in her hands, her outer shirt fell under her armpits, revealing a bright scene.

A pair of already deep eyes glowed with a faint light as he approached the new bed step by step.

Mingyi had heard footsteps and the sound of doors closing, but he did not come in or put down the book; now that he came in, she hurriedly put the book under the pillow, but before she put it in, a hot hand grabbed her wrist, and she looked down at the big palm on her wrist to see its owner.

Zhou Ting seemed to be awake, at least his eyes were different from before, seeming both clear and hazy.

"looking at what?"

Mingyi's ears moved, and he whispered and kissed her ear, his hot breath spraying on her earlobe as he spoke; the kiss seemed intentional and unintentional, his voice was low and hoarse, and full of lust.

Without hearing her answer, he simply picked up the book that she was about to let go of and flipped through it.

Zhou Ting laughed cheerfully, threw the booklet under the bed, and leaned over to ask, "Yi Yi likes to look at the Fire-Defeating Diagram?"

"My mother gave it to me."

"It should be given to you, but I can teach you, do you want to learn, Yiyi?"

Mingyi was angry and amused. She was already an experienced driver, did she still need to be taught? She grabbed his collar and pulled him closer to her. The two of them got closer.

"Looking at pictures is so boring, I'd like to trouble you to teach me."

"Fairy."

Zhou Ting kissed the forehead, eyebrows and eyes of the person under him all the way down, while waving his palm to drop the curtain of joy.

A night of spring breeze, a long-cherished wish finally came true, and it ended in the early morning.

The warm sun shone into the house, and Zhou Ting woke up in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he felt a different touch in her arms. He lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, a smile spread across his eyebrows, and he lowered his head slightly, giving her a loving kiss on her hair.

He stroked her cheek with one hand, feeling very happy at getting what he wanted.

Waking up early in the morning and seeing her, he was filled with joy like the sea; from now on, he owned her openly, staring at her sleeping face in front of him and reluctant to move away. It was only because Aunt Zhao and Aunt Rong were worried about missing the time for greeting and serving tea that they knocked on the door to wake him up.

Mingyi opened her eyes in confusion, and when she moved her body, she suddenly felt sore, swollen and painful, which made her gasp for air. She looked up blankly and met Zhou Ting's smiling eyes. In an instant, the memories of last night filled her mind.

Her face flushed and she snuggled into his arms shyly.

Zhou Ting rubbed her shoulders lovingly, "It was my husband Meng Lang who was so lazy last night. I'm sorry for tiring you."

"Don't say that, it's embarrassing."

"Okay, let's not talk about it later. My husband's practical ability is still good. What do you think, my lady?"

Mingyi glared at him angrily and sat up with difficulty; her waist and legs ached, and her throat was very dry. He was the one who should have been tired, but in the end, she was the one who suffered; the more she wanted to see the imbalance, she kicked him off the bed.

He was caught off guard and rolled off the bed with his quilt.

Zhou Ting was shocked!

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What did he do wrong? Why did his wife kick him out of bed?

Mingyi didn't care about his reaction. The quilt was gone, and she subconsciously looked down; fortunately, she was wearing a red clan robe. When she lifted the curtain, she saw several pieces of cloth piled on the footstool. They were the material of the pajamas she wore last night.

"Zhou Chaosheng!!"

"My wife, you have such a cruel heart. You kicked me on the first day of our marriage. Fortunately, I am strong and tolerant."

"Zhou Chaosheng, you did a great job!" She pointed at the pedal.

Zhou Ting looked in the direction she pointed, feeling guilty for a moment, "Don't worry, madam. You like clothes made of this material. I remember there are a few more in the warehouse. Although they are not the same color, the material is the same. I will ask someone to make a few more sets of pajamas like this for you, so that you can wear them for me to see."

"I'll go to yours."

Mingyi got out of bed, walked past him, and kicked him hard in the calf.

Zhou Ting knew he was in the wrong, firstly because he was reckless and secondly because he had ruined his wife's clothes. He quickly chased his wife and sat in front of the dressing mirror, hugged her and acted coquettishly, "My dear wife, don't be angry. We should be happy as newlyweds. I will take your feelings into consideration in the future. If you say you don't want it anymore, I will stop. What do you think?"

"I believed your lies." Mingyi pushed him but failed. She felt like she was going to explode. The pain in her body was real. The pain reminded her all the time that he had gone too far last night, very far, and he had completely lost control of himself.

Mingyi stood up and shouted angrily, "Who is waiting outside?"

"My lord, it's me." Madam Zhao, Madam Rong, and Chunmei answered in unison.

"Take the red clothes from the box. I want to take a bath. Tell them to hurry up. The auspicious time for serving tea is coming." She had to try the spiritual liquid of Wan Yao Han Tan. It should be effective. After taking it, she could take a bath to relax.

"Here!"

Chunmei and the other two divided the work, one went to call for hot water and breakfast, and two went to search the boxes; when they opened the third box, they found the red dresses prepared for the wedding days. There were two sets in total, which were a bit similar to wedding dresses, but not entirely. They were much simpler than wedding dresses, which were very complicated, while the specially made red dresses were simple and generous, yet dignified.

Before the marriage, these things were prepared. When she married into the palace and became the Crown Prince's consort, she had to dress elegantly and gracefully. It was not that she could not wear other types of clothes, but that each identity had its own clothing and was specific to her rank.