That beautiful back was silent for a moment, then he glanced at her sideways, chin slightly raised, quite haughtily, “Then hurry up, before I change my mind.”

In the end, Shen Yao Xing couldn’t remember how they ended up kissing. Their saliva was already indistinguishable, and the young man was already nestled in her arms.

It wasn’t until the sun had completely set that Shen Yao Xing left the Yin mansion under his gaze.

With the joyous event approaching, the Shen mansion was now busy from top to bottom. Even when Shen Yao Xing returned to the Shen mansion, she still saw people busy. In a good mood, she said to them: “It’s dark now, if you can’t finish, you can continue tomorrow.”

“Yes.” Everyone responded with lowered heads.

She first went to stay with Mother Shen for a while to discuss the upcoming wedding, before returning to her own quarters to bathe and prepare for rest.

The next day, because she didn’t need to go find Jiang Ming Yue, Shen Yao Xing slept until almost noon without waking up. It wasn’t until she felt someone lying by the bed that she frowned with her eyes closed. Finally unable to bear it any longer, she opened one eye to peek over.

The woman smiled flirtatiously as usual, “Awake?”

Shen Yao Xing stretched lazily, her voice nasal: “Why are you here.”

“Of course it’s because I miss you.” Chu Yi waved her fan, pretending to be sad: “It’s really difficult to see you. I’ve come several times but you weren’t in the Shen mansion. Not being able to see you truly makes me restless.”

Yeah right, Shen Yao Xing didn’t even want to respond to her as she got up to get dressed. Chu Yi followed behind smiling, “How is it? Has that tender paradise made you intoxicated and unable to extricate yourself?”

“……”

The young woman didn’t speak, but she didn’t mind. She sat to the side resting her chin on her hand, her gaze envious, “You really make people jealous. Even that Young Master Ming Yue known as the ice beauty favors you greatly, and now wants to marry you. If it were me, even if I could only be his wife for one day, it would be worth dying for.”

Shen Yao Xing’s hand paused as she was adjusting her collar. Although used to this person’s frivolousness, she still found her last sentence jarring. She frowned and glared at her, “Do you want me to throw you out?”

Chu Yi hurriedly raised her hand to admit her mistake, and expressed that she would not make such jokes again before Shen Yao Xing let her off. But who knew that not even a moment later, this person sighed again, “So when little Xing Xing likes someone, she’s so domineering. Sigh, now I’m a bit envious of that Young Master Ming Yue.”

“……Huh?” Shen Yao Xing gave her a “are you an idiot” look before ignoring her again.

These three days, Shen Yao Xing had quite a good time. Until the wedding day, she was like a wooden doll being manipulated for half a day, sitting on the horse for the bride’s welcome procession wearing bright red wedding clothes, her whole person still a bit dazed at how quickly time had passed.

Looking back at the red sedan chair following behind, Shen Yao Xing felt like she was in a bizarre dream at this moment, with a somewhat unreal feeling.

The long procession became the liveliest scene in the capital, with spectating common people three layers deep inside and out. Countless eyes fell on the bride riding the horse at the front. Shen Yao Xing’s expression was stiff, her palms already sweating.

Later at the Shen mansion, it was leading the person on the bridge down. The two held the red silk on each side. After bowing at the ceremony, the groom was sent back to the room, leaving Shen Yao Xing to toast the guests.

Actually, Shen Yao Xing’s alcohol tolerance wasn’t good, it could even be said to be poor. After drinking two cups, she had to have Chu Yi help her block drinks, and even dragged over the Black and White Sha standing to the side. Fortunately, those people quickly shifted their target to chat with Mother Shen.

Some young men even sent her flirtatious glances. Whether it was because of those two cups of wine or not, Shen Yao Xing only felt dizzy and hot-headed, almost going over to beat one of them up.

Finally waiting until the wedding banquet ended, Shen Yao Xing sneaked back to her bridal chamber like a thief, quietly opening a crack in the door to look inside.

Unfortunately, the position of the bed was blocked by the big red gauze curtain, and she couldn’t see anyone at all.

After lingering at the door for a while, Shen Yao Xing pushed the door open and entered, craning her neck to peek towards the bed. The young man with a red veil over his head was sitting there quietly.

Shen Yao Xing blinked her eyes, picked up the jade ruyi scepter from the side and walked over, feeling a bit excited in her heart. It was that excitement and novelty of reversed male and female positions.

The jade ruyi in her hand lifted that red veil. The red veil slid down from the young man’s head, revealing that jade-like face unseen for many days. His eyes were lowered, his brows and eyes docile. The golden thread embroidery on his bright red wedding clothes outlined the flowers, incomparably magnificent, making him appear even more like ice and jade, his eyes misty.

It should be because of the light makeup, his lower lip was rosy and full, his originally cold brows and eyes softened by that touch of rouge at the corners, adding a bit of allure that made one’s heart tremble.

Shen Yao Xing thought he looked even more handsome than when she last saw him.

Perhaps because the young woman was staring too intently, Jiang Ming Yue’s cheeks flushed red with nervousness. His misty eyes glanced at her very quickly, then turned away.

Shen Yao Xing’s legs went a bit weak from that glance. The electric current even made the ahoge on top of her head stand up. With a red face, she stumbled over her words: “Ha-ha-have you eaten?”

Jiang Ming Yue glanced at her again, his gaze falling to the side, “I’m not hungry.”

“Oh…” Shen Yao Xing tried hard to think of the steps for the wedding night. She walked to the table with the same hand and foot, poured two cups of wine, returned to the bedside and handed one to him, “Wedding wine.”

The young man raised his hand to take it. As she sat down on the bed, he reached out to interlock his hand with hers, drinking the wine in the cup. Everything went very smoothly.

Shen Yao Xing stood by the bed, her palms nervously rubbing on her wedding clothes. She asked: “Do you want to sleep on the inside or outside?”

Jiang Ming Yue pursed his lips, his blush spreading down his jade-white neck. He took off his red boots and lay down on the inside of the bed. Only after he lay down did Shen Yao Xing lie down on the outside, her body as stiff as a corpse, lying straight.

It wasn’t that they hadn’t slept together before, but the feeling was completely different.

Shen Yao Xing secretly peeked at the person lying on the inside. He seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed. “Are you asleep?” she asked softly.

Jiang Ming Yue’s hand clenched the bedding beneath him, his long eyelashes fluttered before slowly opening his eyes. He tilted his head and looked at her with moist eyes. Shen Yao Xing immediately lay down properly, closing her eyes tightly, waiting for him to take the initiative.

Come on, come on, I’m ready!

However, the person beside her remained motionless for a long time. Shen Yao Xing opened a slit in her eyes to peek over. She saw that the young man’s enchanting eyes now seemed as if they were soaked in a pool of spring water, rippling with waves, seeming to want to speak but stopping, hooking her in, as if asking why she wasn’t moving yet.

Shen Yao Xing swallowed, seeming to smell a faint fragrance floating in the air. She sniffed carefully and discovered that the fragrance was coming from the person next to her, making her feel her hands and feet heating up.

Shen Yao Xing took a couple of deep breaths, roughly pulled off her waist sash and threw it to the ground. She turned her head to look at the person on the inside, leaned over and buried her face in his hair, her voice slightly hoarse: “You smell so good……”

So fragrant, so good…

Jiang Ming Yue’s lips curled up slightly, allowing her hands to explore his body.

Shen Yao Xing didn’t know why she was touching him, she just couldn’t control herself. She felt her hands were very hot and itchy, only feeling better when she put them on him.

The dazzlingly white skin before her eyes made her mouth dry. She moved her mouth over, lightly biting and licking at his neck.

“…Mm…” Jiang Ming Yue tilted back his beautiful chin, one hand clutching her clothes and the other clutching the bedding beneath him, moaning pleasurably.

Shen Yao Xing’s movements paused. She raised her head and met his misty, unfocused eyes, asking in a daze: “Did you put something on your body?”

Otherwise, how could he smell so good, and so irresistibly fragrant.

Jiang Ming Yue seemed not to hear. He wrapped both arms around her neck, his lips parting slightly to press against hers.

The red gauze curtain fell, and in the hazy light, the two figures were entangled together. Sounds that made one blush spread throughout the entire room.

The flame of the red candle on the table flickered, and even until it burned out, the sounds in the room had not yet stopped. It wasn’t until the sky outside began to lighten that things gradually quieted down.

On the bed, the two slept facing each other. Even in deep sleep, the arm wrapped around the young woman’s waist did not loosen in the slightest.