northernbook Chapter 270 Wedding (2)
Chapter 270 Wedding (2)
After the kiss, Gu Xiyan was very smart and quickly withdrew, sliding to the side and sitting far away from her.
Yao Jia: ...
She raised her hand and touched her lips, which seemed to still have his warmth.
Seeing her like this, Gu Xiyan's heart was throbbing, and he couldn't help but move closer to her again, saying in a mean way: "Jia Jia, the taste of your lips is still the same as before, fascinating."
Yao Jia was immediately furious. This bastard really didn't change his bad habits and kept teasing her in different ways.
He reached out to hit him, but used too much force, lost his balance, and fell straight to the floor of the carriage.
A red shadow flashed before my eyes and a muffled groan came from beneath me.
"What's wrong, master?" Huaichuan, who had been riding a horse beside the float, heard the noise and asked as he approached the window.
"No...it's okay." Yao Jia stammered.
He looked down at Gu Xiyan who was acting as a human cushion for him.
The two of them were in an overlapping position, her breath sprayed all over his neck, tingling and numb, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Jia Jia..." The voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of barely perceptible lust.
Yao Jia realized later that this posture was too ambiguous. Her cheeks instantly felt hot and she quickly climbed up from him and sat back in her original position.
He cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for that."
She began to carefully tidy up the messy tassels on her hair crown.
Feeling her distant attitude, Gu Xiyan felt a bitterness in his heart. He slowly stood up and sat on the other side, looking at the crowded street outside the carriage.
The Nangong Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and was filled with guests in a festive atmosphere.
Prince Rui and Princess Anhe came together, and the officials stood up to greet them.
After this greeting, just as he was about to return to his seat, King Ping arrived with a beautiful woman.
When everyone looked closely, they found that it was Jiang Sirong who had not been seen for a long time.
"How dare a concubine attend such an important occasion? How disgraceful."
"You may not know yet, but Jiang Sirong is now Prince Ping's concubine."
"Can a concubine become a concubine?"
"After all, she is the niece of the Empress. If she humbles herself and cries in front of him a few times, the Empress will be soft-hearted and come to His Majesty to beg for mercy. Isn't that..."
Everyone understood, and although they appeared polite, they still remembered the ridiculous thing she had done.
Jiang Sirong didn't care and continued to behave like a lady from a noble family as she greeted everyone.
A burst of firecrackers rang out and the newlyweds walked in.
Follow the process...
After the ceremony, Gu Xiyan was sent to the bridal chamber, while Yao Jia was pulled by everyone to toast.
First, they went to the tables of several princes and princesses. Yao Jia looked around and asked An He, "Why is His Royal Highness Prince Ping not here?"
During the wedding ceremony, I vaguely heard him coughing.
An He was about to answer when Jiang Sirong smiled and said, "My husband is feeling unwell, and I am afraid that he will ruin everyone's fun, so I am here to congratulate the Pavilion Master."
After that, he raised his glass and said, "Congratulations, Pavilion Master."
"Thank you, Princess."
Seeing this, the others also raised their glasses and gave instructions.
"Hey cousin, you just recovered from your injury, please don't drink."
Jiang Sirong snatched the wine glass from Xiao Fengyi's hand and instructed in a gentle voice.
Yao Jia: …………
An He: …………
Everyone:…………
Xiao Fengyi took the wine glass calmly, "It's okay, the wound has already healed."
He ignored her and toasted Yao Jia, "Congratulations to the Pavilion Master for finding a husband of his dreams..."
"But……"
Jiang Sirong wanted to say something, but An He pinched her arm and warned her in a low voice.
"No one here wants to hear you rant, so you better shut up!"
Jiang Sirong's eyes were slightly red, and she looked like she was about to cry.
An He turned away with disdain and sneered, "If you don't want to embarrass yourself, just cry here and see if I will order someone to throw you out quietly..."
"Cousin..." Jiang Sirong asked the man next to her for help.
Xiao Fengyi ignored it.
His eyes followed Yao Jia's figure all the time, and when he saw that she was surrounded by the crowd and walked away, he withdrew his gaze and stood up.
"I still have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first."
Jiang Sirong stood up after hearing this and asked, "Cousin, can you give me a ride?"
Xiao Fengyi frowned slightly, and glanced at her with his narrow phoenix eyes, "Sorry, I'm really not on my way."
Jiang Sirong stood up to chase him, but An He grabbed her arm again. "Cousin, Second Brother is not going his way, but I am. Wait for me to tell Ruyi, and we can go together."
Jiang Sirong had no choice but to sit back in her seat awkwardly.
They waited until it got dark and the guests left one after another, but there was no sign of An He returning.
I sat alone at the same table, with no one paying attention to me.
Seeing this, Yao Jia had no choice but to ask Bai Huahua to ask a servant in the mansion to drive a carriage to take her back.
I thought: How could Prince Ping's illness be so serious? My wife has been with me for so long, and I haven't even sent a carriage to pick her up. Should I ask Mingjue to take his pulse and find out how bad his health is...
Before she could make up her mind, she was pulled into the bridal chamber by the matchmaker.
In the bridal chamber, Gu Xiyan sat beside the wedding bed, looking at the beautiful woman who was coming towards him with tenderness in his eyes.
Yao Jia deliberately avoided his gaze and sat on the edge of the bed.
The matchmaker brought a bitter gourd tied with red silk, filled with rice wine, and sang: "'The pearl curtains and embroidered curtains are filled with auspicious smoke, and the wedding ceremony will establish a hundred years of marriage'. Pavilion Master and General, it's time to perform the wedding ceremony."
Yao Jia's face changed slightly, he closed his eyes, hid the fierce look in his eyes, rubbed his forehead and said, "Put it there first, I'll drink it later."
He waved his hand and let everyone go.
After toasting everyone outside, she was already a little drunk.
The matchmaker thought that she was just drunk, and told Gu Xiyan to drink the wedding wine before the wedding would be complete, then she led everyone out of the house.
"But you have a headache?"
Gu Xiyan sat down beside her without her noticing, "I'll help you take off the phoenix crown, okay?"
Yao Jia nodded slightly. The phoenix crown was indeed heavy, and she had to maintain her demeanor. After wearing it for a whole day, her neck was almost broken.
Now that I have taken it off, I feel a lot more relaxed and in better spirits than before.
Gu Xiyan looked at her gradually clear peach blossom eyes, remembered the instructions given by the matchmaker before she left, and asked her softly, "Jia Jia, let's drink the wedding wine, okay?"
Yao Jia raised her eyes slightly, met his expectant eyes, her eyes twinkled, "I drank too much wine today, I really can't drink any more, can you drink it all for me?"
Gu Xiyan hesitated for a moment, walked to the tray, picked up a ladle, and drank it all in one gulp.
The wine goes down my throat, sweet with a hint of bitterness.
"Happiness and fortune come from the same source, but they are separated into two parts. Although I know the flesh is bitter, it matches the sweetness of rice wine."
Yao Jia heard the reluctance and grievance in his voice, turned her head away, no longer looking at him, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in her eyes.
Gu Xiyan picked up another gourd of wine, tilted his head back and drank it, then "snap" put the half gourd on top of the other gourd to make a complete gourd.
He turned around suddenly and walked towards Yao Jia quickly.
Before she expected it, he held her face, bent down and kissed her.
Their lips touched, his kiss was filled with the strong aroma of wine and an irresistible dominance.
Yao Jia's heartbeat accelerated instantly. She felt his tongue gently prying open her teeth, and the remaining wine in her mouth flowed into her mouth.
Yao Jia widened her eyes and struggled to push him away.
However, Gu Xiyan held the back of her head, pressed his tongue against the root of her tongue, and forced her to swallow.
After she swallowed it, he quickly removed his restraints on her.
"Pa" a slap hit him hard on the face.
He could have dodged it, but he still took the slap, with a satisfied smile on his lips, "We should drink the wedding wine together, only then it will be perfect."
Yao Jia raised her hand to wipe the remaining wine from her mouth, and cursed him with gritted teeth, "How despicable! Shameless!"
The smile on Gu Xiyan's face deepened, and he slowly leaned over and moved closer to Yao Jia.
Yao Jia was forced by him to lean back unconsciously, half lying on the bed.
Gu Xiyan chased after her, using his arms to trap her between him and the bed, "All's fair in war, Jiajia. Besides, wasn't this tactic you taught me?"
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