Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 435

Zhao Min also drank a lot, and had already sent his blessings. After seeing off the Ninth Princess, he returned to his yard and locked himself in the house alone.

"Mommy, what's wrong with the princess?" Qin Lan was very puzzled. Today was obviously a good day. When she left in the morning, the princess was still interested. Why does she seem to be in a bad mood now?

"Yeah." The little stone next to him also asked quickly, "Master, what's wrong? I'll go and have a look."

"Don't go." Gu Momo stopped Xiao Shitou, "The princess is just a little tired, hurry up and do other things."

Seeing Zhao Min like this, Gu Momo didn't say much, and went to busy with her own affairs.

Zhao Min sat alone at the table with a gloomy expression.

Although today is a day of great joy for Xiao Yichen and Wang Zimo, but in such a festive festival, apart from the excitement and blessings, a feeling of loneliness surged in her heart.

It has been almost a month since I came back from Wangcheng, yes, I haven't seen Gu Lingqing for nearly a month.

Although the two of them communicated from time to time, you must know that in such an era, communication is not so convenient. Even if you ordered Qingfeng to rush to find someone to send it, it would take several days to delay.

This coming and going, the time difference in between will naturally delay many things, and the two of them can only express their thoughts in letters.

As for the others, Zhao Min never mentioned them in the letters, and always reported good news but not bad news.

She knew that feeling, that feeling of wanting to give the other party a hug but being powerless, it really made people feel powerless and also very uncomfortable.

"Clap" sound.

Wang Zimo under the hijab couldn't see what was going on, but when he heard the sound of the door opening, he unconsciously opened his eyes wide and clutched the handkerchief in his hand.

he came!
At this moment, this is the only thought in Wang Zimo's mind.

"You all go out!" Sure enough, when this thought first arose in Wang Zimo's mind, he heard that voice that was no longer familiar.

Xiao Yichen had already dealt with the guests outside for a day, and finally came to the wedding room, so he couldn't wait to see Wang Zimo, so he opened his mouth and wanted to drive everyone out.

Xi Niang next to her did not move after hearing Xiao Yichen's words: "Master Xiao, don't worry, this etiquette is not over yet!"

After finishing speaking, Xi Niang picked up the dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds from the table next to them and sprinkled them all on the wedding bed of the two of them. She was still plausible, saying auspicious words such as wishing them an early birth.

After doing all this, Xi Niang respectfully bowed to Xiao Yichen, and retreated.

Since Xiao Yichen had already greeted her, there was no bridal chamber disturbance at this moment.

After the bride went out, the room was quiet, Xiao Yichen swallowed unconsciously, only heard his own heart beating, as if he was about to jump out.

After drinking so much wine, Xiao Yichen was indeed a little drunk. Under the light of the candles, he felt that everything in front of him became a little blurry, and everything was covered with a kind of hazy beauty.

Xiao Yichen settled his mind, took a deep breath, walked to the table next to him, and then saw him pick up the joy stick that was placed on the table next to him.

Holding the joystick in his hand, Xiao Yichen walked up to Wang Zimo with a very nervous expression: "My lady..."

In the end, Xiao Yichen still couldn't meet his inner expectation, took the joy stick in his hand, and gently lifted Wang Zimo's hijab away.

Today's Wang Zimo has put on makeup, making her face more delicate, and her eyes are as tender as water.

Without the hindrance of the red hijab, Wang Zimo couldn't help feeling a little shy just looking at his wife naked like this, and murmured: "Yi Chen."

Xiao Yichen couldn't help being a little stunned, Wang Zimo watched him staring at himself, and couldn't help calling out: "Yichen." Then he lowered his head, "What are you looking at?"

Only then did Xiao Yichen come to his senses, he dragged Wang Zimo to the stool by the table and sat down, then poured two glasses of wine: "Zi'er, should you change your tune? Don't call me Yichen from now on."

After hearing Xiao Yichen's words, the blush on Wang Zimo's face became even redder, and she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.

But Xiao Yichen didn't give her any chance to flinch, and held her hand tightly: "Zi'er, call your husband to come and listen, huh?"

Xiao Yichen's voice was deep and charming, Wang Zimo's cheeks were hot, and he felt that the air around him was not circulating. He raised his head to look at the hot emotion in his eyes, and finally said slowly: "Mr.

These two words made Xiao Yichen so happy, he quickly picked up the two glasses of wine on the table, and handed one of them to Wang Zimo: "My lady."

The two drank a cup of wine, and the atmosphere in the room was great. Xiao Yichen remembered those charming thoughts in his heart, coughed twice, with a serious face on his face: "Miss is also tired all day today, why don't you rest earlier."

As soon as Wang Zimo heard the word "rest", Wang Zimo's body became a little stiff, remembering the pictures his mother showed him in his room last night, and immediately felt as if he was being roasted by a fire, very hot.

And at this embarrassing moment, there was only a gurgling sound from Wang Zimo's stomach.

The expressions of both of them were stunned, and Wang Zimo buried his head deeply in front of his chest, wishing to find a place for himself to drill down.

Xiao Yichen didn't mean to make fun of her, but instead revealed a bit of self-blame: "It's all my fault, it's been a day, and you haven't eaten yet?"

There were some snacks on the table, but they were already cold, Xiao Yichen made a gesture to get up: "I'll get someone to make you some supper."

Unexpectedly, Wang Zimo took his hand: "No need, I'll just eat some snacks."

"How can this be done?" Xiao Yichen still insisted on his own ideas.

"It's really unnecessary." Wang Zimo felt that it would be a very embarrassing thing for someone to make supper for him at this time.

Wang Zimo tightly held Xiao Yichen's hand, not letting him leave at all.

Xiao Yichen stared at her holding his hand, a smile appeared on his face: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After speaking, he sat down again, picked up a piece of snacks, and fed Wang Zimo some snacks.

The two of them had a great atmosphere, after Wang Zimo ate some snacks and filled his stomach, Xiao Yichen didn't want to wait, so he got up directly, hugged her and walked towards the bed.

The night was already deep, and even the moon, listening to the blushing and heartbeating sounds from time to time in the room, quietly hid behind the dark clouds.

(End of this chapter)