That strange feeling is like flying in the clouds and mist, riding a horse and galloping on the endless prairie, or like a fish swimming freely in the water, indescribably carefree.
Finally, everything settled, and he felt his body slowly descending from the clouds.
An unprecedented and uncontrollable feeling of exhaustion completely engulfed his consciousness in darkness.
…
On the second day, when the sun was three poles high.
A ray of hot sunlight shines on the ground through the window, and Lu Xiaojia slowly opens her hazy sleepy eyes. The dazzling sunlight made him blink his eyes, and when he lowered his head, he saw an incomparably beautiful face.
Zhang Jinxi's eyes were red and tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he was looking at himself with shy eyes.
Seeing her shy and timid appearance, Lu Xiaojia thought about saying something to break the tense atmosphere, so she spoke without thinking.
"That...that...that girl Jinxi, how did you feel last night?"
"And don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for you. I promise that from now on I will protect you with all my heart and will not let you suffer any injustice."
But after saying that, Lu Xiaojia immediately regretted it, because he felt that someone grabbed his waist hard the next second, and he grimaced in pain.
"Hey, why are you pinching me?"
"You... you... hurt me last night, can't I retaliate against you?"
How to answer this, I am speechless.
"Mr. Lu, can you stop being so...and can you help me find some clothes?"
After saying this, Zhang Jinxi's face turned extremely red, and he was obviously a little embarrassed.
Lu Xiaojia had no choice but to stand up and carefully avoid the scattered clothes on the ground.
I first found a men's robe and mandarin jacket in the closet and put it on myself. Then I rummaged around and found a cheongsam dress prepared by the maid.
…
Zhang Jinxi put on her clothes and looked at the handsome and heroic back outside the window with some confusion.
Although this marriage was just a political marriage, Lu Xiaojia was very good-looking, and Zhang Jinxi was actually quite satisfied with the appearance of her husband.
After all, in this day and age, even the eldest lady from a wealthy family like her is unlucky enough to marry a bad old man who is over fifty years old.
It's a pity that Lu Xiaojia's reputation was not very good before, and he had done many notorious scandals. I can only hope that he can change after getting married.
"Master Lu, I'm ready..."
A crisp and delicate voice came out. Lu Xiaojia turned around and felt her heart beating wildly.
Zhang Jinxi put on this white cheongsam dress, with her hair draped over her shoulders and a faint blush on her face, making her look even more charming.
At this moment, he felt that his life was perfect, and his wife's appearance without makeup was even better than that of Nazha, Reba, Yifei, Ni Ni and others in later generations!
In his previous life, he thought that he had read countless women on the Internet, but he had never seen a woman with such beauty without makeup. I'm afraid only painters and artists can create such an unattractive appearance. In comparison, all technology, makeup, and plastic surgery are weak.
God, no! It should be Yuelao. Thank you. I, Lu Xiaojia, kowtow to you.
…
The two then went downstairs together to pay their respects to Lu Xiaojia's father, Lu Yongxiang.
As for Lu Xiaojia's mother He, she passed away due to serious illness a few years ago, and his father Lu Yongxiang did not remarry.
I wonder where you can find such a real man, if you look at the whole country of China. High-ranking and powerful people like Lu Yongxiang are all eager to marry a concubine in their 20s or 30s before they can give up.
