In the new house.

Jia Jing lifted Xue Baochai's veil.

A beautiful person was exposed below the veil.

He is dressed in gorgeous clothes, with soft shoulders, low hair and yellow hair, soft eyes, and gentle, and elegant and light lotus drooping. He looks shy and really moist.

After looking closer, I saw that on the crystal clear face, a pair of apricot-like eyes shining brightly, lips are red without touching, and eyebrows are green without drawing. I am truly a beauty who is ashamed of the moon and flowers.

Sitting at the head of the bed, Xue Baochai was pretending to be calm, but her slightly trembling hands had already exposed her master's nervousness.

Jia Jing looked at it and suddenly laughed.

"Sister Xue has always been steady and mature in the past, but she doesn't expect that she will have such panic moments!"

After hearing Jia Jing's words, Xue Baochai's face couldn't help but turn red, and she immediately lowered her head.

Seeing this, Jia Jing thought that Xue Baochai was a person who was strong and had a good face, so he stopped teasing her and asked, "Have you ever used supper?"

"I used some snacks when I was in Shin Shichu!"

Xue Baochai's head was still hanging down, and only a low voice came to Jia Jing's ears.

"Shen Shi?" Jia Jing glanced at the moon hanging high in the sky outside, "It's been more than half a day now. Do you want to eat more?"

"I didn't feel hungry, so I still don't need it!"

Jia Jing nodded and ordered Ying'er beside him to say, "Go and wait for the change of clothes!"

After saying that, he got up and went to the outside room first.

...

When Jia Jing returned to his new house, he had already added a bowl of lotus seed soup.

Under Ying'er's service, Xue Baochai had already taken off her cumbersome and heavy red wedding dress. After taking a shower, she changed into her close-fitting underwear and bedding.

When Jia Jing came in, Xue Baochai was halfway through Su Bai's bedcloth under Ying'er's service.

Under the bright candlelight, the crystal clear skin is as white as snow, and a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water appear vividly on the red underwear...

"Oh! You guy..."

When Xue Baochai suddenly saw Jia Jing coming in, she couldn't help but exclaim and hurriedly wrapped You Zi's half-open bedclothes.

"Ahem, this... I asked you for a bowl of lotus seed soup and I will put it here."

Putting the lotus seed soup on the table, Jia Jing hurried back to the outer room.

At this moment, Jia Jing suddenly remembered that today is the day to take a concubine! Why did he come out?

But thinking about it, it seems that Lin Daiyu is in such a similar situation. Although she has been married for more than half a year, she has to drive herself out every time she changes her clothes.

This damn feudal etiquette!

...

After a while, Ying'er served Xue Baochai to change her clothes and came out of the inner room.

Jia Jing just let out a clear cough and went back to the new house.

Inside, Xue Baochai had already changed her bedding, and was holding a lotus seed soup and eating it in a sleek order with a white porcelain spoon.

When he saw Jia Jing coming in, Xue Baochai's face turned red again when he thought of the scene just now.

Jia Jing was also a little embarrassed, so he lay down in the bed first.

He leaned halfway against the pillow and took a book from the head of the bed and flipped it out.

...

"Mr. Marquis, I'm blowing up the light!"

"Um!"

Jia Jing nodded and put down the book in his hand.

He also said: "Our family is not as good as other families, so there is no need to be so distant. You are still called the same as before!"

In the darkness, Xue Baochai's voice came, "It's just that. If you shout randomly, wouldn't it be a joke that our mansion has no ethics?"

He reached out and hugged Xue Baochai who was lying gently under the quilt into his arms. Feeling the stiffness and tension of her delicate body in her arms, Jia Jing gently stroked Xue Baochai's tense back and smiled, "Then let's talk about it outside, my own home, as I said!"

"I understand!"

Xue Baochai did not refuse this time.

This courtesy far exceeds the concubine's outside, Xue Baochai's nervous heart slightly relaxed.

"It's getting late, let's take a break early!" Gu

"Um!"

In the darkness, Xue Baochai's voice was as low as a mosquito.

The new wedding tent was put down...

After a while, with a tender cry, the exquisite peonies embroidered on the top of the joyful tent kept swaying in the darkness.

The phoenix sang for the first time, and was turned red.

With the crisp and crisp whispers like silver bells, the new house is filled with spring.

There is a poem that says:

The beautiful scenery of the bridal chamber is painted in a good time, and I still feel sorry for the peerless people when I see them.

The beautiful pillow is coming and spring is fascinating, and the new dress is fading away from desire and burning.

The falling red dots are white and beautiful, and the sweetness is deep.

The young and red fans share the romantic relationship, and the spring night is endless.

The face is blushed and dark, and the face is white and dirty and the powdery oil is accidentally stained.

I can't sleep when I turn upside down, and the sound of the chicken sings through the fifth autumn.

...

At this point, a good night of dreams...

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The fifth day of the ninth lunar month in the seventh year of Hongde.

Early in the morning, Jia Zhen first picked up all the best foods and rare fruits, put them in a total of sixteen large boxes, and took Jia Rong and the servants at home to Xuanzhen Temple.

Behind everyone were Jia Jing and Jia She, who were riding tall horses.

Along the way, there were endless traffic, making everyone's horses only walk slowly.

It was not until I turned to the road to Xuanzhen Temple that the chariots and horses on the official road gradually became scarce, and the speed of the horses slowly increased.

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It's still that dark secret room.

It was still the figure sitting with his back to the candlelight...

More than a dozen names written on the wall appear extremely deep in the candlelight.

Some of them have been stamped with a fork with bright red ink, while others have been heavily circled with black pens.

Only Yang Bing and Yang Chong, who was in the upper head, and Jia Jing, who was not far below, were inserted by a sharp and sharp dagger.

In the center of the secret room, five or six figures dressed in different clothes were kneeling.

"Have you arranged all the staff?" the man in the upper head asked in a deep voice.

Below, a man in a gray short dress said respectfully: "By the master, all the more than 40 dead soldiers under our command have been ambushed!"

The person above asked again: "Where is the thing?"

Another short old man with a goatee replied: "Fifteen red cannons and four bed crossbows have also been placed in fixed positions!"

"Have the subsequent retreat been arranged?"

“All arranged!”

The man in the upper head nodded with satisfaction, reached out and pulled the dagger out of Jia Jing's name, and then drew a bright red fork.

"Since I rejected my Yang Shuo's recruitment, there is no value in living anymore!"

This person is the descendant left behind by the deposed prince back then.

Before he finished speaking, a faint scream suddenly came from outside the secret room...

After a while, another clearer shout came in.

"There are Jinyiwei!"

In the secret room, everyone's expressions changed.

On the way, Yang Shuo quickly reached out and pressed a brick beside him. A three-person-wide secret passage appeared in front of everyone.

Several people hurried into the secret passage.

Behind me, the entrance of the secret passage closed quietly again...
Chapter completed!