The sky turned dizzy.

Lian Mei fell on the bed of Xi.

Below are peanuts, longans, lotus seeds, and red dates.

He was wearing a red wedding robe and a handsome and drunken 'boy'.

“…I called it wrong again.”

Fenghua's eyes were half closed, and the fragrant smell of wine when he spoke was overwhelmingly covered the lotus charm, and his voice was low and frivolous.

"Lian'er, how do you want to be punished?"

Lian Mei was slightly shocked and said calmly: "Husband, you are drunk..."

"No. I'm not drunk!"

Fenghua slowly opened her eyes, her eyes as if washed by sake, and she was clear with drunkenness.

The slender and beautiful fingers gently pinched Lian Mei's jaw and kissed him directly, spreading the clear and mellow wine to him.

While kissing him, he said in a speechless manner.

"Tonight, it's the wedding night between Lian'er and I. How could this young man be drunk by those little playboys?"

Lian Mei's slender and thick ink black eyelashes suddenly opened to its maximum.

Just a short distance away was a delicate face, with no flaws on the skin as white as porcelain. The dark eyes were bright and his shadow was overturned.

His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and his cheeks are drunk and red.

A kiss was intoxicated by this gentle night as spring breeze.

A trace of struggle flashed in Lian Mei's eyes, and the hands under her sleeves couldn't help but slowly move to her black hair.

There is a hairpin.

The hairpin is sharp.

The guards of the General's Mansion are very strict, and all guns and weapons are removed before entering the door.

The only thing that can be used as a weapon is the woman's hairpin.

If Ye Lan is not drunk and is about to see through his true identity, then...

The hand that had been placed on the black temples was suddenly caught by one hand accurately.

Lian Mei was shocked.

...Discovered?

Just as he was about to fight to the death, the man on his body tilted his head and fell on him.

His face was buried in his neck, and his drunken breathing was so shallow that it was easy to touch people's hearts.

He was shouting in a daze: "Lian'er, Lian'er..."

“…”

Lian Mei felt relieved.

-

The second day.

When she got up, Lian Mei was already dressed neatly and stood beside the bed.

Unlike the cheongsams that women like in Beiyang City nowadays, they are dressed in ancient style robes, perfectly covering up the man's figure.

The bright pink clothes make the beauty look picturesque.

Fenghua raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, pretended to be a hangover and headache, and called out: "Lian'er..."

"Honey, are you awake? Is it a headache? Let Lian Mei come?"

Lian Mei's slender and beautiful fingers flowed with a touch of jade, stretched out from under her pink shirt's wide sleeves, and rubbed her forehead for Fenghua.

Although the name still makes Lian Mei feel embarrassed, in order to make the show realistic, he forced himself to get used to it.

As you shout, you'll be able to speak.

"Lian'er, thank you for your hard work last night, why did you get up so early?" Feng Hua pulled Lian Mei's hand down, his tone with a meaningful smile, and his eyes slowly picked up a bit of frivolous and romantic look.

Lian Mei looked at Fenghua's eyes—

On the fun bed, there was a bright color on the white Yuanpao.

“…”

Lian Mei's face became hot, and she looked shy, but in fact she lowered her head slightly with guilt.

It is now the Republic of China period, but the powerful and powerful families continue the old feudal system. When the house is completed, they use the virgin blood on the Yuanpa to verify their innocence.

Last night, Lian Mei couldn't do anything, so she had to...cut her finger.
Chapter completed!