Chapter Fifty-Three: The Wedding Night

  The procession slowly approached, and walking in front were Yi Jie, this matchmaker, and Huang Jia's old servant, Huang Xiang.

  Yi Jing saw Yan Liang and hastily rode forward on his horse, cupping one hand in the other and smiling: "Fortunately, I have not disgraced your orders; I have already safely escorted the new mistress back."

  Yan Liang's face showed a satisfied expression, and he nodded with a smile: "Ji Bo has had a hard journey, let's have a few cups of good wine later."

  "Then I won't be polite, tonight General's wedding wine, I must drink until drunk before stopping."

  The two prime ministers looked at each other and burst out laughing. Yan Liang personally escorted his fiancée into the city, walking slowly.

  After receiving blessings from the citizens along the way, the convoy arrived at the Taishou's mansion.

  Wearing a wedding dress and a pearl necklace, Huang Yueying got off the carriage with the support of several maidservants and entered the mansion with a gentle pace.

  After all sorts of grand ceremonies, the bride was sent into her new room in the backyard, and Yan Liang began to accept congratulations from his subordinates one after another.

  It is said that when people encounter happy events, their spirits are refreshed. Yan Liang was originally a heavy drinker, and today being his big happy day, he was in high spirits, so he didn't refuse anyone who came, and indulged in drinking freely.

  As the sky was getting late, after sending away all the guests, Yan Liang had already been drunk for three parts and went to the new house with unabated enthusiasm.

  At this moment, Huang Yueying had been waiting alone in the new house for a long time.

  She had been sitting there for a long time, feeling very bored, but as the noise outside gradually faded away, her mood became increasingly tense.

  The night before leaving the cabinet, the wet nurse had already tactfully told herself about the things that happened in the bridal chamber.

  Huang Yueying was anxious upon hearing this, but her wet nurse comforted herself with a smile, thinking that her daughter would have to go through that eventually, and once she endured it, everything would be smooth sailing afterwards.

  "What would it be like to float in the sky..."

  Huang Yueying was rubbing her handkerchief, thinking wildly in her mind.

  Daydreamed for half a day, but suddenly thought of her own daughter's family, how could she think of such shameful things, and not be ashamed.

  Under the pearl necklace, her slightly made-up face flushed with a few shades of shyness.

  Just as she was getting anxious, the door creaked open and a majestic figure walked in.

  The little deer in her heart suddenly jumped more wildly, she could even hear the thumping sound, and her breathing became rapid in an instant.

  The red candle burns brightly, casting a warm glow over the new home.

  Half-drunk Yan Liang smiled and stared at Huang Yueying sitting on the bed, walking step by step towards her.

  The maids on both sides consciously made way for them, all of whom were lowering their heads and smiling secretly.

  Yan Liang sat down beside her, and a faint scent of perfume wafted up to his nostrils, causing his heart to skip a beat.

  Under the pearl necklace, she puckered her lips and smiled slightly, with infinite shyness.

  Yan Liang stretched out his hand, and the maidservants hastily handed over a small bamboo stick. He then smiled and opened the pearl chain on the bride's head with it.

  When that beautiful face flashed before his eyes, Yan Liang had a moment of almost suffocating illusion.

  That is a stunningly beautiful face, truly breathtaking, leaving one mesmerized and unable to look away.

  At first sight, Yan Liang only felt that she was elegant and charming, young, and exuding a noble and elegant temperament from head to toe.

  Now seeing her with a light makeup and vermilion lips and fine eyebrows, she has another kind of mature charm, which is extremely moving.

  Huang Yueying's delicate teeth lightly bit her vermilion lips, a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and her long eyelashes slightly trembled, revealing a few points of panic in her heart.

  "Her words were left unspoken, her breath as fragrant as the orchid. Her elegant and slender figure made me forget my meal... My wife, Yan Liang's daughter, is indeed a beauty of this world..."

  Yan Liang was enchanted and couldn't help but use a few wonderful phrases from "The Goddess of the Luo River" to praise his new bride.

  Although he wasn't from a liberal arts background in his previous life, Cao Zhi's "Rhapsody on the Goddess of Luo" was a famous piece passed down through the ages. He had been forced to memorize it during school days and although most of it couldn't be remembered, several excellent phrases could still be recited with difficulty.

  Huang Yueying listened but was shocked, surprised that Yan Liang, a martial artist by origin, could actually recite such stunning poems, which was truly unthinkable.

  In amazement, she couldn't help but exclaim: "I didn't expect the general to have such a talent for poetry."

  Yan Liang was also half-drunk and had just borrowed a few sentences from "The Goddess of the Luo River" to ask Huang Yueying, only then did he come to his senses.

  "It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, I just believe in nonsense and random thoughts." Yan Liang said casually.

  "What's 'graffiti'?" Huang Yueying heard a new word and couldn't help but look puzzled again.

  Yan Liang was taken aback and thought to himself that he had indeed drunk a bit too much, if this continued, who knows how many things he would say that he shouldn't.

  At that moment he burst out laughing, "Such a beautiful day and scenery, how can we waste it? Madam, let's do something serious instead."

  Changing the subject, he took advantage of the situation and grasped Huang Yueying's slender hand.

  Huang Yueying was shocked that he actually had ink in his chest, and her hand was grasped tightly by him, suddenly waking up, subconsciously wanting to pull away.

  However, after struggling for a moment, she suddenly remembered that she was already his wife, and her entire body would be his, so why should she still be shy about being touched by him.

  At this point, Huang Yueying didn't dare to struggle anymore, and obediently let him have his way, but she only turned her head to the side, lowered her eyebrows and smiled shyly, not daring to look at him straight.

  Seeing her so shy and charming, Yan Liang's heart was racing, he swallowed his saliva, leaned in close, and kissed her rosy cheeks.

  At this time, the maid beside her interrupted and said: "General, madam, the harmonious wine has not been drunk yet."

  Yan Liang hesitated for a moment, turned his head and gave the maid a cold glance. He had to suppress his anger and said displeased: "What's with all these rules? Hurry up and bring the wine."

  The maidservants hastily presented two cups of wine, and Yan Liang drank with Huang Yueying in a toast.

  After drinking, Yan Liang waved his hand and said: "There's nothing for you here, all of you can go down now."

  The maids hastily retreated from the room and closed the door tightly behind them.

  In the newlywed room lit up by candlelight, only the two of them were left.

  At this time, Yan Liang had already let his anger erupt, and as soon as the door closed, he pushed Huang Yueying down onto the couch.

  Huang Yueying's heart suddenly thumped wildly, almost jumping out of her chest, and her pretty face was flushed with excitement. Her high breasts heaved up and down with rapid breathing, even more alluring.

  Yan Liang kissed her jade neck and said in his mouth: "From now on, you will be my wife, I will take good care of you."

  That sentence "I will cherish you well" made Huang Yueying's heart move, and she felt a surge of emotion.

  She then closed her eyes tightly and replied softly: "I am newly married, I hope husband and wife will cherish each other."

  What she meant was asking Yan Liang to be a bit more gentle and not too rough.

  That coquettish plea, even more so provoked Yan Liang's fierce flames, after a sly smile rose to the corners of his mouth, both hands worked together, and with just a few movements, he had already undone her wide belt.

  In an instant, her icy skin and jade bones were all exposed before his eyes, without a single piece of clothing covering her.

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  Yan Liang got married, brothers gave a few tickets as red envelopes, haha.