Chu Yue pursed her lips and smiled, letting out a sigh of relief. She settled the matter as soon as she patted the table.
"Sure! I'll send someone to see the date right away."
Ningdong was stunned, she thought she was dreaming.
Didn’t Kuroki say that he doesn’t have anyone he likes? Since he was not the one he liked in his heart, why did he agree to marry her?
Is it just because it was the master's order?
But will such a marriage be happy in the future?
Ningdong looked at Heimu and said cautiously, "Brother Heimu, in fact, if you don't like me, there is no need to forcefully agree to marry me."
Kuroki raised his eyes and looked at her.
"You don't want to marry me?"
Ningdong waved his hands quickly, "That's not what I meant, I..."
"Since it doesn't happen, then that's it."
After Kuroki finished speaking, he turned around and left the room neatly.
Ningdong was a little unsure of what he meant. She looked at Chu Yue, "Princess Princess, what does Heimu mean?"
Chu Yue glanced at her and then looked at Heimu's back.
"After all, you are interested in him and he is willing to marry you. It doesn't matter what you mean. Once we get married, relationships are cultivated slowly. Kuroki has been with me for so many years and has been with you day and night. I believe him. I won’t let you down.”
Ningdong nodded as if in a dream.
"This slave knows."
Then, she pinched herself and realized that she was not dreaming, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
Chu Yue's speed was so fast that Hei Mu and Ningdong's wedding was scheduled for the fifth day of December.
On the day of the wedding, Chu Yue prepared a relatively generous dowry for Ningdong, and even dressed her up herself, marrying her to Heimu in a glamorous manner.
Although only people from the mansion attended the wedding of the two, it was extremely lively.
After everyone left, Heimu entered the wedding room specially arranged by Chu Yue for him and Ningdong. Looking at Ningdong sitting on the festive red sheet with his head covered, he felt a very strange feeling in his heart.
He, a man who licked blood from the tip of a knife, actually got a wife.
If my former companions knew this, they would probably be shocked.
He picked up the scale and lifted the hijab, and when he looked at the little face in front of him that was not gorgeous but was pretty and charming, Kuroki's eyes moved slightly.
This seemed to be the first time he had observed Ningdong up close. Looking at the woman who would spend the rest of his life with him, something seemed to be melting away in his heart.
Because Ningdong was shy, she lowered her eyes and did not dare to look in Heimu's direction, so she missed the many emotions in his eyes.
She squeezed her sleeves and stood up nervously.
"I...I'm going to freshen up first."
After saying that, he ran towards the inner room behind the partition as if running away.
Looking at Ningdong's hurriedly leaving figure, Heimu's faint eyes flashed with confusion.
But he didn't think much about it. He drank a lot today and his mind was a little groggy. He took off his shirt, lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.
Ningdong returned to the room after washing up, and when she saw Heimu lying unconscious on the bed, a slight sense of loss flashed through her heart.
She was very drunk on her wedding night, and I don't know if he did it on purpose because he didn't want to touch her.
That's all, she is content to be able to marry him, and the rest will come slowly.
Ningdong sighed, then stepped forward to straighten Heimu's body, and then covered him with a quilt.
But just when her hand was about to touch Kuroki, the motionless man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
He pulled Ningdong's hand into his arms, then turned over and pressed her under him.
The man's body was scorching hot. Ningdong was lying under Heimu. His face was already red and his heart was beating crazily and uncontrollably.
She swallowed hard.
"Black...Black wood..."
"It's time to change your name to husband."
After saying that, Heimu lowered his head and held the small mouth of the woman under him.
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The next day, Ningdong rubbed her sore waist and sat up from the bed. She had thought that Heimu was six years older than her and would not be as crazy as a young boy in this regard. She also underestimated the old man's fighting ability.
She was really exhausted last night.
Because she had to pay homage to Chu Yue on the second day of her wedding, after briefly freshening up, she walked awkwardly to Chu Yue's yard.
Now that Ningdong is married, she will definitely have to take care of her and Heimu's small family in the future, especially after they have children.
Because of this thought, Chu Yue yesterday selected one of the second-class maids to serve her closely.
The maid's name is Qiu Shuang. She is fourteen years old. She is delicate in appearance and very smart. She is also one of the maids brought from the county lord's mansion.
When Ningdong came, Qiu Shuang was serving Chu Yue to dress up.
She knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully to Chu Yue.
"lady."
Chu Yue was surprised in her heart and quickly stood up to help her.
"Forgot what I said again?"
Ningdong said with a grateful face, "Madam has put a lot of thought into this slave's life-long event. I am grateful from the bottom of my heart. I know I can't repay you, so I can only kowtow to express my gratitude."
Chu Yue smiled lightly.
"As long as you and Heimu can live a good life, it won't be a waste of my time."
Qiu Shuang tidied the dressing table and came to the two of them.
"Now that Sister Ningdong is here, I will go and guard outside. Madam, if anything happens, just give me your orders."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyebrows and went outside the house.
She knew very well that Ningdong had been with Madam for many years, and the friendship between the two was far beyond what she, a newcomer who had just arrived, could compare to.
But she will work hard so that Madam can trust her as much as she trusts Sister Ningdong.
Ningdong glanced at Qiu Shuang's back, then looked at Chu Yue with a smile.
"Although this servant is married, she will definitely stay with the madam in the future. Qiu Shuang is also a person who knows the importance of things. It is good for the madam to keep her by her side."
Chu Yue smiled lightly and said, "That's natural. You and Heimu are living together now. If you are not around in the future, I will still have to count on Qiu Shuang."
After Ningdong heard this, he glanced at Chu Yue with a shy face, and then quickly lowered his eyes.
"lady!"
Chu Yue pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Ningdong.
A woman who has just had sex, even after a night, still has a hint of coquettishness in her eyes.
Judging from the faint red marks on their necks, the two of them were making good progress.
She stepped forward and took Ningdong's hand.
"You are newly married now. I will allow you three days' leave. During these three days, you can have a good rest at home. I have Qiu Shuang here, so you don't have to worry."
Fear flashed in Ningdong's eyes.
"How does this work?"
"As long as I say yes, is it possible that you don't even listen to my wife's words?" Chu Yue said, her expression becoming serious.
Ningdong knew that Chu Yue was doing it for her own good, so Fushen thanked him and left the yard.
Looking at Ningdong's leaving figure, Chu Yue had a look of relief on her face.
"Qiu Shuang, ask the warehouse to prepare a generous gift, and come with me to the Taifu Mansion to drink full moon wine."
The protagonist of this full moon wine is the grandson of Taifu Luo and the son of Luo Qinwen.
Luo Qinwen has a good personal relationship with his family, and now he has obtained an official position in the court by relying on his own strength, so the gifts must be different from others.
Qiu Shuang outside the house heard the order, said yes, and hurried to the direction of the warehouse.
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