Chapter 36: Wedding Night – Gu Sui: I Definitely Won’t Get Myself Drunk!…

After Mu Jiulu left for the front hall, Gu Sui remained in the bridal chamber. Wearing heavy ceremonial robes with a flower crown on his head, he had barely eaten anything since waking up in the morning and was now starving.

Seeing a plate of red dates by the bedside, he casually grabbed one and started eating.

“Young master!”

Sui Yu and Yun Mu, who pushed open the door and entered, hurriedly called out upon seeing this scene.

“You can’t eat that!”

Gu Sui had already spit out the date pit: “Oh come on, what’s wrong with eating it?”

“Help me bring over that plate of peanuts.”

Sui Yu: “……”

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Jiang Fu brought in a table of exquisite wine and dishes. Not only were they delicious and fragrant, but they were also still warm. Gu Sui’s mouth watered just looking at them.

Jiang Fu: “My lord, I hope you are well. These were specially prepared for you on the orders of the Mistress.”

At ordinary weddings, the host family usually only cares about whether the main hall’s banquet is properly arranged, and rarely considers whether the groom might go hungry.

Jiang Fu mentioning this naturally highlighted Mu Jiulu’s thoughtfulness.

“Please enjoy your meal, my lord. This old servant will take her leave now.”

“Wait a moment.”

Gu Sui called out to stop Jiang Fu, his peach blossom eyes slightly turning as he suddenly thought of something.

“Does my lord have any other instructions?”

Gu Sui rubbed his hands together and spoke up: “How’s Mu Jiulu’s alcohol tolerance?”

Jiang Fu: “???”

Why did it feel like the young lord had some ulterior motive?

It must be a misconception, definitely a misconception!

“In response to my lord, the Mistress’s alcohol tolerance is passable.”

Gu Sui smiled meaningfully.

Just passable? Well, with so many people outside today, they’ll definitely be able to get her drunk!

Even if she doesn’t get completely drunk, she’ll surely be at least a bit tipsy.

In that case, won’t he be able to turn the tables and have his way during tonight’s wedding night?

Gu Sui suddenly sat up very excitedly, giving himself a pep talk.

Thinking back to that day two years ago, it was because he got drunk and lost control that she’s been even more overbearing since then.

This time he definitely can’t repeat that mistake!

It’s time to assert his authority as a husband!

Jiang Fu, who couldn’t understand what the young lord was so excited about, quietly withdrew.

Gu Sui’s stomach growled, and he finally picked up his chopsticks, eagerly beginning to eat.

You need energy for the wedding night after all!

“Young master, please eat slowly. There’s still plenty of time.”

Sui Yu reminded him. Yun Mu poured him a cup of wine. Gu Sui, who was a bit choked up, was about to pick up the cup and drink it when he suddenly paused and put the wine cup back down.

“I won’t drink alcohol today. Pour me some water.”

He had to make sure to control himself. What if he got drunk again like last New Year’s Eve and did something out of control?

However, thinking of getting drunk on New Year’s Eve, a blurry voice suddenly flashed through his mind.

‘Gu Sui, you have to keep your word.’

Gu Sui tilted his head and thought for a moment, but couldn’t recall anything more.

The deepest impression that drunken episode left on him was those few words of coquetry he said.

Gu Sui immediately got goosebumps all over and quickly pushed this memory to the back of his mind, continuing to eat earnestly.

“Oh right, did you two do what I asked? How did Ying Xuanyue react?”

After being full of food and… water, Gu Sui asked Sui Yu and Yun Mu, revealing a gossip-hungry expression, full of excitement.

“Don’t worry, young master. Everything’s been taken care of. From the looks of it, Young Master Li’s feelings aren’t one-sided.”

Yun Mu recounted the situation in detail, describing it vividly, greatly satisfying Gu Sui’s curiosity.

“Oh my, looks like we’ll have another wedding to drink to soon.”

Since he couldn’t drink to his heart’s content at his own wedding, of course he had to make up for it!

Satisfied, Gu Sui lay down on the bed and took a nap, planning to conserve his energy for a big night ahead.

This nap lasted until nightfall.

“Mistress.”

“Mistress.”

Mu Jiulu raised her hand, signaling the attendants at the door to quietly withdraw. She gently pushed open the door and walked in slowly.

No candles were lit in the room. Hearing some movement, the young man on the bed lazily opened his eyes and sat up, the gorgeous wedding clothes slipping slightly from his shoulders as he moved.

“You’re back!”

Gu Sui’s voice was a bit hoarse from just waking up, seeming to have hooks that tugged at one’s heartstrings.

Mu Jiulu’s throat bobbed as she walked towards the bed.

Gu Sui rubbed his eyes, looking at the silhouette in the darkness, and quickly stood up.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you drunk?”

Gu Sui asked with concern, but there was a hint of secret joy in his voice. Mu Jiulu slightly raised an eyebrow in the darkness.

Gu Sui quickly steadied Mu Jiulu, leaning in close to carefully observe her expression.

The room was extremely dark, with only a few streaks of moonlight seeping in from the window, allowing him to see a bit of the intoxication in Mu Jiulu’s eyes.

The young man’s lips curved up in pleasure.

She really is drunk.

Gu Sui raised his hand and pinched Mu Jiulu’s cheek. The burning temperature and soft touch made his eyes curve even deeper.

“Haha, so soft. Baby is so beautiful!”

Pinching just one side wasn’t enough. Seeing that she didn’t seem drunk to the point of being unable to stand steadily, Gu Sui let go of his left hand that was supporting her.

He used both hands, squeezing her cheeks to create beautiful dimples, and couldn’t help but lean in to peck her lips.

“So good, so good. Baby, why are you so fragrant?”

Gu Sui hugged her and nuzzled back and forth, occasionally pinching her earlobe or gently nibbling on that bit of cinnabar mole, looking incredibly happy.

“We’re married now, it’s our wedding night, baby, you’re mine now!”

Gu Sui excitedly pulled her wrist towards the bed, but unexpectedly couldn’t move her.

Gu Sui turned back in surprise.

In the faint moonlight, her vermilion lips curved into a charming arc. Gu Sui was suddenly yanked by a strong force.

The young man’s bouncing body instantly shattered the moonlight, casting chaotic deep shadows on the ground.

Gu Sui dazedly crashed into a firm embrace, and immediately after, his lips were fiercely sealed, even his breath being plundered.

Wow, how can she still be so strong when drunk!

Gu Sui’s mind wandered, when suddenly a slight pain on the tip of his tongue made him shudder.

Mu Jiulu slowly raised her head, her right index finger tracing his beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

“Didn’t you want our wedding night?”

Her voice, tinted with alcohol, was unusually low and captivating. Gu Sui suddenly felt his body go weak.

But at the same time, an odd feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

“You’re not drunk?!”

Mu Jiulu chuckled softly, her expression mischievous and alluring.

“Who told you I was drunk?”

Gu Sui immediately puffed out his cheeks, and after a while, he questioned accusingly.

“Then why didn’t you say anything when you came in!”

Mu Jiulu lifted his chin. The young man’s exquisitely beautiful face bathed in moonlight became even more stunning, making her mouth and tongue go dry. Her voice was slightly hoarse.

“Otherwise, how could I have seen such an adorable side of my lord?”

Gu Sui swatted her hand away and headbutted her in displeasure.

“Hmph!”

Luckily he had already taken off his flower crown before napping in the afternoon, so the impact wasn’t too strong.

Mu Jiulu held the fluffy head against her chest, laughing with joy.

“Do you still want our wedding night, hmm?”

The bone-melting, bewitching voice fell by his ear. Gu Sui’s eyes darted around, suddenly thinking of a clever idea.

“Didn’t we still have the nuptial wine to drink? Let’s drink first, then have our night!”

Since those people couldn’t get her drunk, he’d do it himself!

Gu Sui rolled up his wide sleeves, lit the lamp, and brought out all the wine he hadn’t drunk during the day, along with the prepared nuptial gourd.

Mu Jiulu sat by the table, resting her chin on her hand, smiling.

“Is this how you’re supposed to drink the nuptial wine?”

Gu Sui’s hand trembled as he poured the third cup, spilling a few drops from the pot.

“One cup of nuptial wine isn’t enough. Our relationship needs at least eight or ten cups to settle it.”

Mu Jiulu didn’t refute the young man’s forced argument, only the smile in her eyes deepened. She seemed to understand what he was trying to do.

But she was afraid that not only would his plan fail, he’d end up worse off.

Gu Sui handed her a nuptial gourd, excitedly crossing his arm with hers, his peach blossom eyes shining.

He drank a full cup of nuptial wine in one gulp. Because he was in a hurry, he made a “shua shua” sound with his mouth.

Just as Mu Jiulu was about to say something, he had already picked up the second cup.

“Come on, let’s continue.”

Mu Jiulu looked at him deeply, and after a few breaths, she shook her head helplessly and took the wine cup.

“Third cup.”

“Fourth cup.”

“Fifth cup, sixth cup, seventh cup, eighth cup…”

“Ninth… cup… nine returns to one, drink!”

By the end, Gu Sui’s voice had become a bit slurred, his steps a bit unsteady, and he couldn’t even hold the wine cup steadily.

Mu Jiulu watched with a smile as he got himself drunk, ripples of affection welling up in her eyes.

How could there be such an adorable person?

Mu Jiulu put down her wine cup and picked him up by the waist. Gu Sui, his cheeks flushed red, spoke up dissatisfied.

“What… what are you doing!”

“Nuptial wine! Nine returns to one, drink up!”

Mu Jiulu placed him on the bed, easily pinning his hands above his head, her voice incredibly low and magnetic.

“We’ve finished drinking. Now it’s time for our wedding night.”

The young man’s body, already warmed by the alcohol, became a bit restless. Hearing the words “wedding night”, a smile spread across his lips, his legs fidgeting restlessly.

“Then I… how could I forget… wedding night, wedding night, want to have our night with baby!”

“Mmm, want to get baby drunk, then have our night, to assert husband’s authority!”

In his dazed state, Gu Sui revealed his entire plan. Mu Jiulu’s tongue lightly grazed the roof of her mouth as she clicked softly.

“But you got yourself drunk.”

Gu Sui’s face turned fierce as he cried out indignantly: “I did not! You’re talking nonsense!”

Mu Jiulu felt that there couldn’t be anything more amusing than this moment, and she couldn’t help but tease him again.

“You are drunk. Unless you can clearly say the words ‘wife-master’, I won’t believe you’re not drunk.”

Gu Sui puffed out his cheeks and snorted.

“I’m just… not drunk, I don’t need you to believe me!”

Mu Jiulu: “……”

Why isn’t he easy to fool anymore?

“But aren’t I your baby? Don’t you want me to believe you?”

Gu Sui blinked his eyes in confusion, thinking for a moment, and suddenly became a bit sad.

“Wah, baby needs to believe me, how can baby not believe me?”

Mu Jiulu could hardly bear it and quickly comforted him: “There, there, don’t cry. If you call me wife-master, I’ll believe you. It’s very simple.”

Gu Sui looked at her warily, tilting his head to confirm.

“You promise, okay?”

Mu Jiulu nodded eagerly: “Mm-hmm, I promise.”

“Hehe, wife-master, mwah”

Gu Sui even improvised, lifting his head to plant a smooch. The bright lip print stuck to her cheek like a dazzling red plum blossom in the snow.

Mu Jiulu’s heart was filled with supreme joy. The slight intoxication from earlier completely dissipated, leaving only the surging desire in her body.

“Now… you should believe I’m not drunk! Let’s have our wedding night!”

Gu Sui blinked his bright, sparkling eyes, speaking breathlessly. Mu Jiulu leaned down to catch his lip between her teeth, the smile in the corner of her eye gradually deepening, filled with tender affection.

“Alright.”

The lazy, thick, rippling voice pulled him into waves of desire. Mu Jiulu raised her hand and swept her sleeve, extinguishing the lamp. A rustling sound spread through the silent night.

This night was exceptionally long.