In the new house, red candles flickered.
An Qing sat quietly by the bed, feeling both excited and nervous.
She finally married her sweetheart.
To be honest, she didn't know when she had this idea.
Maybe it was when he felt a sense of security from Yang Xuan; maybe it was his companionship in those years.
In short, she knew that she could not live without Yang Xuan for a long time.
Creak!
The door was pushed open.
Yang Xuan walked in.
An Qing felt more nervous as he heard the sound getting closer and closer.
Since her vision was blocked by the red hijab, all she could see was a little bit below her feet.
Now, there is an extra pair of feet in sight.
An Qing pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes. She could already feel the red hijab being lifted off her head.
But she waited and waited, but did not wait for Yang Xuan's next move.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Xuan looking at her with a smile.
"Little princess, were you shy or nervous just now?" Yang Xuan joked with a smile.
The good atmosphere was ruined by Yang Xuan in this way. An Qing clenched his fists angrily and wanted to hit someone.
She pouted and looked at Yang Xuan dissatisfied, wondering how he was so good at ruining the atmosphere.
"Okay, you've been hungry all day, let's eat something first!" Yang Xuan scratched An Qing's nose and said with a smile.
When he just came in, he ordered the servants in the mansion to prepare some food and send it over.
He didn't eat much today either.
I was toasting almost the whole time, and now my stomach is full of wine.
Being attacked suddenly by Yang Xuan, An Qing's face suddenly turned red and he replied with a voice as soft as a mosquito's.
Not long after, the servants brought the food over.
Yang Xuan took Anqing to a feast.
An Qing's appetite was not big, and most of the food went into Yang Xuan's stomach.
After eating and drinking, it’s time to go to bed.
An Qing's eyes kept drifting towards Yang Xuan, and his expression kept changing.
Yang Xuan had already noticed this scene.
He knew what An Qing was thinking now... and was mentally building himself up.
He smiled inwardly, and then said with a smile: "Little princess, it's time for us to go to bed."
"Ah! Wait a minute, I, I'm not ready yet." She stammered, looking a little panicked.
"What are you waiting for? Come on!" Yang Xuan laughed evilly, stepped forward to pick An Qing up, and walked to the bed.
An Qing screamed and hugged Yang Xuan's neck tightly.
But what happened next was different from what An Qing had imagined.
Yang Xuan didn't do anything to him, he just held her and simply slept.
Yang Xuan is not a saint. The reason why he is still enduring on a day like today is just because he is afraid of (the great river crab god).
After all, according to the laws of later generations, Anqing was still a minor.
…
A night of silence.
Yang Xuan woke up early the next day and saw An Qing beside him, staring directly at him.
Judging from his expression, he seems to be in a low mood.
"Little princess, what's wrong?"
"Xiao Xuanzi, do you dislike me?" An Qing asked.
"Where did you start talking about this?" Yang Xuan was confused.
"You last night..." She was embarrassed to say the next words, but Yang Xuan could hear them.
He couldn't laugh or cry.
Turns out it was because of this. He couldn’t say he was afraid of (the River Crab God)!
So he said: "You are still young. It is not good for your health to go too early. Give it another two years."
"I'm not young, I'm already sixteen years old." An Qing said with some dissatisfaction.
"When I say you are still young, that means you are young."
"When you turn eighteen, see how I eat you."
Yang Xuan opened his mouth and let out a whine to scare An Qing.
"Hmph, I'm not afraid!" An Qing said harshly.
However, after such a fight, Anqing's worries were relieved.
It turns out that Yang Xuan doesn't like her.
On the third day after the wedding, according to the rules, you have to enter the palace to pay greetings to the queen.
Yang Xuan and An Qing got up early and packed up.
All the way to Kunning Palace, I saw Lao Zhu, Queen Ma, Prince Zhu Biao, King of Qin Zhu Xi, King of Jin Zhu Fan, King of Yan Zhu Di, etc. waiting for them.
Yang Xuan and An Qing saluted in turn.
Queen Ma looked at the two of them with a flash of relief in her eyes.
Her daughter's life-long affairs have been resolved, and she can leave with peace of mind.
However, seeing her daughter's behavior unchanged from usual, Queen Ma felt a flash of doubt in her heart.
Then he told Lao Zhu and others that he wanted to talk to An Qing.
The latter glanced at Yang Xuan, saw him nodding, then stepped forward to push the wheelchair and entered the inner hall with Queen Ma.
After a while, Queen Ma asked An Qing to come out again and called Yang Xuan in.
Lao Zhu and others only thought that Queen Ma had something to tell Yang Xuan.
Inner Temple.
Queen Ma stared at Yang Xuan with an unfriendly expression.
"I just asked An Qing, she is still a virgin."
"What kind of explanation are you going to give me?"
Yang Xuan had already anticipated this problem.
He also had an answer ready.
"Your Majesty, I accidentally read in a medical book that men and women should not have sex too early."
"Premature loss of virginity is harmful to the body and may even affect life span."
"I want to grow old together with the princess, so that's why I did this."
"Please forgive me, my queen."
"This is real?"
"I dare not deceive you."
Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuan said these words came from the medical book.
He had prepared in advance.
"In that case, you have good intentions, so I don't blame you."
Queen Ma felt relieved and nodded.
Afterwards, he explained some things to Yang Xuan before leaving the inner hall.
After having a meal in the palace, Lao Zhu rewarded them with some things, and then Yang Xuan and An Qing left the palace and returned home.
Judging from today's situation, Queen Ma's condition seems to have stabilized.
But they didn't know that this was just Empress Ma holding on.
…
Tianjie Temple.
A young man walked into the Mahavira Hall and offered incense and prayed for blessings.
At this time, a young novice monk came over.
"Donor, my uncle has invited me."
The young man was a little surprised.
"Which of your master's uncles is an eminent monk?"
"Uncle Master told me, you will know when the donor comes."
The young novice replied.
The young man's curiosity was aroused and he said: "Lead the way."
Soon, the young man saw an old monk behind him.
This old monk is very strange. His eye sockets are triangular, like a sick tiger.
"I have met His Highness King Yan." The old monk saluted the young man.
Hearing this, the latter was slightly startled.
Because he is none other than King Zhu Di of Yan.
This time I came to Tianjie Temple to pray for Queen Ma.
He didn't tell anyone how the old monk learned about it.
Also, how did this old monk know himself?
Zhu Di's heart was full of doubts.
"What are you talking about? I don't know His Highness Prince Yan." Zhu Di denied.
The old monk had obviously expected it, and he smiled:
"Why should His Highness, Prince Yan, be in such a hurry to deny it?"
"The poor monk just wants to talk to His Highness King Yan."
"In addition, give His Highness another big gift?"
Speaking of this, Zhu Di also knew that he could no longer pretend.
he asks:
"Oh, what's the gift?"
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