Chapter 219

Chu Muchen moved gently, and took off the heavy headgear for Su Wunian one by one. Su Wunian slightly twisted her neck to relieve the pain.

"Thank you, husband." Su Wunian's delicate lips parted slightly. She never expected that Chu Muchen was not only as careful as dust, but also thoughtful.

This point is more watertight than the hypocritical Xiao Yuanxun.

In her last life, she married Xiao Yuanxun, and that was the first time she wore such a cumbersome and complicated dress, and such a heavy headgear, which almost made her breathless.

Xiao Yuanxun didn't seem to notice her exhaustion and discomfort, he just finished the marriage process and said some affectionate words to her.

At that time, she thought that Xiao Yuanxun, as the groom's official, had complicated affairs and had to entertain guests, so he must be more exhausted than her, so it was reasonable to neglect her.

But it wasn't until later that she saw that Xiao Yuanxun cared so much for Su Yunrou, doted on him well, and Su Yunrou acted like a baby to him, and he responded to every request, and she realized that her previous sensibility and understanding were completely moved by herself, like a What a joke!
Xiao Yuanxun has always understood his difficulties and discomforts, but he turned a blind eye, listened but did not hear, and pretended not to know.

"What is madam thinking?" Chu Muchen put down the last golden step, and said softly to her in the bronze mirror.

Pulling Su Wunian back from the memories of the past, Su Wunian's eyes refocused, and he raised his eyes to meet Chu Muchen's charming and pure peach blossom eyes in the bronze mirror, "I didn't think about anything."

"Should it be the first time for a husband to get a headgear for a woman?" Su Wunian asked with a smile.

"Yes, you are No.1 and the last one."

The smile on the corners of Su Wunian's mouth grew stronger, "In the imperial capital, those women who miss their husbands should envy me even more."

"My husband really dotes on me."

"Not enough." Chu Muchen picked up a brocade box engraved with crabapples in full bloom from the most convenient place beside the bronze mirror.

Fingers with sharp edges and corners like jade peeled off the carved cover of the brocade box, took out a finely carved gold hairpin from inside, found a suitable position on Su Wunian's bun, and put it on for her.

"The rouge disappears little by little in the rain, and the half-open season is the most enchanting. Who has a golden house, and it is locked in the east wind to store Gillian." He said in a melodious and beautiful voice.

Su Wunian looked at the exquisite golden begonia hairpin on her head from the bronze mirror, "What do you mean, sir?"

"I haven't heard that after drinking a glass of wine on the day of marriage, there is a gift."

"If you want to give it away, I don't know that this custom still exists today, and I am not prepared to return the gift."

"It's not a custom, and there is no need to return gifts. As a husband, if you want to give your wife a gift, you can do it anytime."

"This golden hairpin is a wedding present I prepared for Madam, do Madam still like it?"

"So that's the case, thank you husband." He touched the golden hairpin with his hand and pretended to smile, "I like it very much."

"Gululu..." Su Wunian's stomach whispered, obviously she had been hungry all day, and she hadn't eaten.

This is the custom of the Qingyuan Kingdom. In order to wear beautiful wedding dresses and show their waist lines, brides fast the night before they get married, and they can't have breakfast until the next morning after serving tea to their parents-in-law.

"Madam, let's change clothes now." Chu Muchen suggested.

changing clothes...

Su Wunian stood up unnaturally, and turned to face Chu Muchen, "Husband, there is something I wanted to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Chu Muchen asked calmly.

"You and I got married in a hurry, and the date we set was urgent, so it just so happens that I don't feel well these few days, I'm afraid..." Su Wunian hesitated to speak, with a shy face.

Chu Muchen seemed to have expected that she would say this, "Let's change clothes."

Su Wunian: ...It's all like this, and you have to change clothes, you must also...

But the play had to go on, she didn't expect that this excuse would not dispel Chu Muchen's desire to consummate the house.

"That being the case, I will change clothes for my husband."

"Ah."

Chu Muchen spread his arms, Su Wunian stepped forward, slowly stretched out his hand, and untied Chu Muchen's belt.

But I don't know if I was too nervous, or the wedding dress he was wearing was already complicated, and after a long time of untying it, I was stunned.

It didn't matter if she didn't untie it, she could always delay the time and let her think about it, what else could prevent her from consummating the room with him.

While thinking, two warm hands held her little hand, and her heart suddenly tightened.

"Don't worry, madam, I'll teach you how to untie your husband's belt." Chu Muchen's melodious and magnetic voice kissed Su Wunian's eardrums, making Su Wunian's cheeks blush.

Although she was only acting on occasion with Chu Muchen, she couldn't control her body's reaction. After all, she hadn't touched a man for many years.

Her heart was beating wildly "plopppppp", letting Chu Muchen's hands fiddle with hers, at this moment she was like a marionette.

Soon, Chu Muchen's belt was untied, he took off the belt, put it on the clothes hanger at the side, and continued to take off the red coat for him.

Layer after layer, until only the last white undershirt remains.

A thin layer of silky brocade innerwear, as thin as running water, was attached to Chu Muchen's majestic and vigorous chest, rising and falling as his breathing became more and more rapid.

The slender neck is like the breeze and the moon, the sexy Adam's apple rolls up and down, and his slightly skinny collarbone, all reveal a silent temptation.

On his jade-like lustrous cheek, there was a red wound, coupled with his coquettish red lips, full of a sense of brokenness.

He seemed to have heard Su Wu's confused heartbeat, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a half-smile, and he let go of her hand.

Su Wunian looked away from the corner of his lips, and landed on Chu Muchen's waist, which was the belt of the last coat. She knew very well what it meant to untie it.

I'm hesitating, how to delay the time, so that I can't make a room tonight.

She had thought of many ways, but she couldn't refuse Chu Muchen explicitly, otherwise it would easily arouse his suspicion and guard.

So she came to Kuishui with the excuse of body, she thought that Chu Muchen would not have intercourse, but she made a mistake.

Furthermore, she pretended to faint, but there was no absolute guarantee that Chu Muchen would not touch her.

The last defense was that she made herself covered in red pimples, and when she finally undressed and was honest with each other, she "discovered" that she had pimples on her body.

As for what the pimples on her body were, she didn't know, but she would deliberately guide them to make Chu Muchen think they were contagious pimples.

But this method is not a long-term solution after all, after all, she has seen Chu Muchen's medical skills with her own eyes, so she can't hide it from him for too long.

It's only a matter of time if she can delay it for a while, as long as she gets the answer she wants as soon as possible, she can escape unscathed.

From the time she agreed to marry into the Chu family, she was ready to consummate the marriage with Chu Muchen, but if she could avoid it, she would avoid it.

It cannot be avoided, and she can only face the difficulties.

Chu Muchen seemed to have seen through her worry long ago, "Ma'am, it's your turn."

Su Wunian turned around, turned her back to Chu Muchen, and undressed at the slowest speed.

The wedding dress is taken off layer by layer.

 "When it rains, the rouge disappears little by little, and the half-open season is the most enchanting.

  Which family has a golden house, which is locked in Dongfeng storage Gillian. "The quote comes from He Xiyao's "Begonia".

  It roughly means: the begonia loses its beauty with the rain, and it is the most beautiful when it is in bud. He wants to hide the begonia flower in the east wind like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, so that it can always be in bud and will not be eroded by wind and rain. Always be beautiful.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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