As soon as the Ji Da sounded, the daughter-in-law made a brilliant appearance!

Chapter 113 Princess, please stop making trouble. The erotic painter 'he' doesn't acc

Because of consideration for the royal family's reputation, their wedding was simply arranged, but the rewards given by the emperor in private were quite generous.

This time, the emperor and empress also went out incognito and came to an exquisite and elegant courtyard outside the city.

The yard was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, the eaves were hung with red lanterns, and a red double happiness character was hung in front of the door.

Zhi Lao Er sat timidly under the table, not daring to look up at the nobleman above him, for fear of offending him.

Pan Yunlong and others were pulled over by Si Ruyue to help entertain the guests. They were also very cautious, drinking the wine in the glasses in small sips with a smile and not daring to breathe loudly.

The people who came were all familiar to her, and Zhi Nian did not think it was a bad thing to have such a low-key and simple arrangement. She herself was a relatively low-key person, and it was not easy for the emperor to agree to this marriage in this dynasty, so she had no other complaints.

It's enough for the two of them to be together.

Si Ruyue was grateful to the emperor. She was very satisfied with the result, but deep down she felt that she still owed Zhi Nian something.

But she believed that in the future, she would do everything to make Zhi Nian happy.

The two newlyweds wore gorgeous red wedding gowns and red veils on their heads. They were led by a hostess and kowtowed to the nobles above them.

The queen took the tea with satisfaction, took a sip, and handed over the red envelope.

After watching the two well-matched red figures leave, he turned his head to look at the emperor, with an obvious smile in his eyes.

The emperor was also relieved. If his brother knew about this in the afterlife, he would not blame himself for Chaoyang's decision.

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Inside the new house.

The two newlyweds sat upright on the new red bed with their hands on their knees.

Si Ruyue was different from her usual personality and seemed a little nervous at this moment. Her palms were sweaty.

Zhi Nian vaguely saw the person sitting next to him through the red veil, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

But she didn't show it on her face, she asked in a low voice: "Sister? It's time to lift the veil..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhi Nian stood up quietly, walked to Si Ruyue's side, and carefully lifted the hem of the red veil.

As the veil was lifted, Si Ruyue's clenched hands slowly relaxed as her vision gradually widened.

Not until the veil on her head was completely lifted did she stand up and lift Zhi Nian's veil as well.

This was the man she loved, and her hands couldn't help but tremble at the thought that they would truly be one in the future.

The small and delicate chin and the bright red lips painted with lipstick looked even more charming at this moment, as if waiting for her to kiss them.

Then came the upturned nose, and the pair of eyes met hers, the eyelids slowly opened, and in the dark and watery pupils were the bright candlelight and herself.

Si Ruyue looked at the pretty person in front of her, feeling nervous and anxious.

Zhi Nian looked at Si Ruyue and wanted to remember her appearance deeply in his heart: dignified and graceful, with delicate features. It is said that a woman is most beautiful when she gets married, so isn’t this true?

Si Ruyue casually put her veil aside, took Zhi Nian's hand, walked to the table, picked up a glass of wine and handed it to her.

"My lady, it's time to drink the wedding wine."

"Yes, lady."

Zhi Nian lowered his eyes, responded softly, nodded and took it.

The two men intertwined their hands and drank the wine in their glasses.

Si Ruyue was used to wearing complicated headdresses when she entered the palace, so she didn't feel it now, but Zhi Nian had never worn so many, and now he felt his head was extremely heavy.

Si Ruyue helped to take down Zhi Nian.

After they washed up and lay down, they both felt a little embarrassed. Si Ruyue, who was usually carefree, was very reserved at this moment.

She took a few breaths, then turned over and pressed Zhi Nian under her, "Nian'er, from now on you and I will be one."

"Uh, the wine just now was so strong, I'm a little drunk..."

After Si Ruyue finished speaking, she covered her head with one hand, as if she was really drunk, and pretended to lie down.

Zhi Nian looked at the person lying on top of him with some amusement, put his arms around the other's waist, and then groped upwards to untie his belt.

"Since my wife is drunk, I will have to work harder tonight."

Si Ruyue felt her clothes being undone, and then a pair of hands groping her up and down flexibly. She decided not to pretend to be drunk, and gently bit the white neck in front of her.

She slowly moved up to the soft lips she had always dreamed of, grinding them repeatedly. Her hands kept moving, unbuttoning Zhi Nian's underwear.

Zhi Nian also succeeded at this moment, and the person on his body snorted softly, and Zhi Nian took advantage of the victory to pursue...

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Si Ruyue to turn the situation around and take control of the overall situation.

Zhi Nian didn't know martial arts and didn't even have a chance to resist. In the middle of the night, under the red curtain, he begged for mercy, panted, and sobbed until dawn...

Zhi Nian was like a ship rocking on the sea, with waves rolling in and out, so much so that she ignored the system's announcement:

Current mission target: Si Ruyue

Current love value: 100%

Current host's health status: 100%

Qingshuang was outside the house with red ears all night long. Master, this... this is too indulgent...

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The two of them lived a shameless and carefree life.

Sometimes he travels around the world, and sometimes he stays in the small courtyard to cultivate his body and mind. Zhi Nian Jiao Si Ruyue is a good painter.

There is always only Zhi Nian in Si Ruyue's paintings, the girl's every frown and smile, whether she is lying or standing, or naked...even just a simple back view.

And Zhi Nian also made a lot of money in this life by selling paintings!

But Zhi Nian was still bothered by the death. As always, she was afraid that Si Ruyue would die before her.

Si Ruyue felt sorry for her fear and terror, so she kept fit every day and paid more attention to her diet as she got older.

But in that dynasty, the old lady did a good job, but she still died at the age of ninety-three.

The smiling little old lady, with tears in her eyes, looked at another little old lady.

"Nian'er, I'm afraid my time is up... I can't be with you anymore, you have to take good care of yourself in the future..."

"I want to take my paintings with me, don't forget them..."

"In my whole life... from beginning to end, the only person I have loved is you."

Zhi Nian looked at the little old lady who was smiling with her eyes closed. A tear rolled down the corner of his eye and fell onto the floor, stirring up a cloud of fine dust.

It’s like this every time. Watching the one you love leave, it really hurts.

Zhi Nian carefully held up a wrinkled hand and placed it over his heart.

"I will."

"In your next life, don't leave so early, okay? It hurts here."

Without making a big fuss, Zhi Nian asked the servants in the courtyard to hand over all the property to the national treasury, leaving a small portion to the loyal servants in the family, who had served them carefully all their lives.

Qingshuang knelt in front of the two graves with tears in her eyes, and behind her there was a group of servants kneeling and wiping their tears.

The master had them buried together, and the only burial objects were the pile of drawings and the 'kaleidoscope' that Zhi Nian had been betrothed to him many years ago.

Zhi Nian held the cold corpse in his arms and felt the air around him becoming increasingly thinner, so he reluctantly called the system.

"System, leave."

"It's... the host." The system hesitated and sighed.

In this life, Zhi Nian lived to be ninety years old.