Under the service of the servants, Song Che took a comfortable hot bath, and then changed into the wedding clothes of a Hu man.
The skirt has a wide hem, a jade belt around the waist, and a fox fur collar. Not to mention it looks pretty good.
"Master, the princess is inside, please go in."
The maid pushed open the door and almost rubbed Song Che in. Then she closed the door and stayed at the door without leaving.
The charcoal fire in the wedding room was very warm.
On a large round bed covered with plush and hung with curtains, a woman wearing a colorful crown and wedding clothes was sitting. Different from the Liang bride's hijab, she was wearing a mask woven from beaded curtains, which was transparent. Through the gap in the bead curtain, you can vaguely see some faces, an oval face and red lips.
She crossed her hands and placed them gently on her lower abdomen. The hands were very slender but not white, and seemed to have a few frostbites.
As a princess on the grassland, she has no chance to touch cold water. So why do she have such rough hands?
After she heard the sound of the door opening and closing, she was obviously a little nervous. She gently grasped the skirt of her clothes with her hands and straightened her waist.
Facing this bride whom he had never met before, Song Che also felt a little embarrassed. He paced back and forth in the room, not daring to get close.
"Husband..." the woman called softly.
Song Che stopped and sighed: "I am not your husband, I was forced."
The woman was silent for a moment and said calmly: "But the Great Khan has betrothed me to you. From now on, I will be your woman. I am in good health and I will definitely give you a strong son."
Hiss... Song Che took a breath of cold air. He hadn't even written these horoscopes yet, and he was thinking about having a baby? Hu women are a bit too direct.
"I'm a Liang man."
"Liang Ren!"
She seemed to be touched by something. She pinched her thighs tightly and remained silent for a long time. She seemed to have compromised: "As long as the Khan gives the order and asks me to marry a chicken or a dog, I can't disobey him... "
"Uh..." Why does this sound a bit harsh?
"You are right. If a woman cannot marry the person she wants to marry in this life, she might as well hang herself from a rafter... So let's just pretend that nothing happened. You will stay in this wedding house first, and I will find another house to rest. After I meet the Khan in the middle of the month, I will ask him in person to cancel the marriage."
After Song Che finished speaking, he was about to leave. Unexpectedly, he pulled the door twice and found that it was locked. He moved to the window but couldn't push it open!
"Let me out!" Song Che shouted outside the room.
The maid's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, Master Arhan has ordered that you must have a bridal chamber with the princess tonight. If we let you out, you will definitely be punished."
"Even if you don't let me out, I won't have sex with her!"
"If you haven't married the princess before Haishi, we will help you by blowing 'ecstasy smoke' through the crack in the door."
Ecstasy?
Song Che was really... speechless!
"Husband, you'd better come and lift my veil. This is our fate, and we can't escape it no matter what." The woman called softly.
Song Che let out a long sigh and had no choice but to come to the bedside. Before lifting her hijab, he asked, "Do you hate Liang Ren?"
Her silence was the best answer.
"Uh-huh!"
Song Che opened the bead curtain hijab, revealing her face, exquisite three-dimensional facial features, and charming eyes. Unfortunately, there was a light red mark on the left half of her face.
She is beautiful, imperfectly beautiful. But she didn't think so. Facing Song Che's direct gaze, she deliberately tilted her head to cover the side of her face, bit her lip and said, "Go and turn off the lights, so as not to scare you..."
"That's not okay."
"Why……"
"It's too dark with the lights out, I might not be able to get it right."
"you!"
She was so shy. It turns out that Hu women can be so shy. She raised her sleeves to cover her face, "Are all of you Daliang men... so open-minded?"
Song Che became interested inexplicably. He sat on the edge of the bed, turned his head and looked at her from the left. She quickly turned her head to the right and looked at her from the right. She turned her head to the left again. Don't want people to see it.
"do not move."
Song Che held her chin and straightened her face. She simply closed her eyes. She couldn't see it, and maybe others couldn't see it either.
Her long eyelashes were stained with crystal tears. Her eyelids kept beating and her body couldn't stop trembling.
"What's your name?" Song Che asked.
She whispered: "Ulan Tuya..."
"This is a fairy who fell into the mortal world. She has a beautiful face with flowers and moonlight. Her face is half covered by the colorful clouds sent by God, so that the world cannot see her true face."
Song Che whispered: "Your name is as beautiful as your face."
Tuya opened her eyes suddenly and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. She had never heard such poetic praise since she was a child.
Grasp the feelings, advance the true feelings, and realize love, sometimes it's just a thought.
"Stop looking, I don't look good..." She still turned her head, but this time she no longer closed her eyes.
Song Che was smiling, but he was still watching, getting closer and closer.
The closer he got, the redder her face became and her breathing became more rapid. Gradually, the shallow marks on her face disappeared.
"what are you doing……"
"The flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. On our wedding night, it was natural to be loving in the bridal chamber."
Song Che put his arm around her waist and lifted her onto the bed with a gentle lift. Then he pulled down the curtain, took off his shoes and socks and climbed up.
She was as shy as a ripe red apple. She grabbed the quilt and covered her face, muttering: "Can you go and turn off the light?"
"Of course not, how can you still see with the lights out?"
"What's so interesting about this shameful thing..."
"It's not for me to see, but for them to see." Song Che lowered his voice and pointed to the maid outside the door who was listening with her ear.
Tuya stuck out his head and glanced at the maid outside the door, feeling ashamed and angry: "Do you still want to let outsiders see this kind of thing?"
"If we don't let them see it, will they believe that we are in the bridal chamber?"
Song Che lifted Tuya's thighs and took off the socks on her feet. Her feet were exquisite and clear, "Be patient, it may hurt a little at first, but you will feel comfortable once you get used to it."
"What do you want to do - ah! Don't... stop... it hurts..."
What are you thinking about?
Of course it’s a foot massage!
