Chapter 1029: The Wedding Night
When Jiang Yantian was led outside the bridal chamber by Zhong Lifu and his group, the surrounding noise had been deliberately shut out.
Even the sound of the evening breeze rustling through the lanterns could be clearly heard.
Zhong Lifu's eyes held a mixture of amusement and seriousness.
He instructed her, "Take good care of Qingwan."
Then he quietly left with Yang Tang.
The footsteps faded into the distance, eventually disappearing into the depths of the night.
Jiang Yantian looked at the lanterns hanging on both sides of the door.
The candlelight flickered gently behind the gauze cover, casting an intermittent glow.
When he reached the door, he raised his hand and gently pushed it.
The door slowly opened inwards.
A rich yet pleasant aroma wafted over.
It was a blend of incense, nectar, and the scent of a young girl.
It washed over my nose and lingered in my heart.
Jiang Yantian swallowed hard.
Once the lustful desire to criticize was unleashed, it was impossible to control.
He glanced at it briefly.
The bridal chamber was elegantly furnished, with red silk draped everywhere.
Pairs of fruit plates and wine glasses were placed on the tables and chairs.
The concentric knot hanging from the roof swayed gently with the airflow as the door opened.
In front of the diamond-shaped mirror in the center of the room, a young girl in a bright red wedding dress sat gracefully on the edge of the bed.
Her clothes made her figure appear even more slender and graceful.
A bright red veil hung down from the top of her head, covering her entire face.
Only a section of her beautifully shaped jawline was visible.
And her delicate hands, hanging down on her knees, tightly gripping the hem of her skirt.
Zhongli Qingwan heard the sound of the door opening, and her heart, which had been in her throat, suddenly clenched.
Her delicate body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
With a touch of timid gentleness.
Her fingertips dug deeply into the embroidery on the hem of her skirt.
The brocade fabric was squeezed to create fine pleats.
Even my breathing became hot and rapid.
Her veil was made of warm jade gauze, a special material of the Zhongli tribe.
Although it is not transparent, one can vaguely see the outlines of people outside.
When Jiang Yantian pushed open the door, that tall figure slowly walked in.
Zhong Liqing's breathing suddenly became rapid.
He froze on the edge of the bed.
In the past, Senior Brother Jiang Yantian always wore a black robe with dragon patterns.
He exuded a domineering aura of killing intent, and his eyes and brows were filled with aloofness and coldness.
But today, he is wearing a bright red wedding dress.
It complements his overall temperament, making him less cold and aloof and more stunningly beautiful.
His silver hair was held high by an imperial crown, each strand perfectly styled.
His posture became increasingly upright, like a pine tree.
As you approach, the aura emanating from him is captivatingly alluring.
His already handsome face appeared even more striking and defined in the candlelight.
It's so captivating that one glance makes your heart race and you can't take your eyes off it.
Jiang Yantian walked slowly, his boots landing on the red carpet-covered ground.
Make a slight sound.
Every step felt like stepping on Zhongli Qingwan's heart.
It made her whole body feel hot, even her ears felt burning.
She didn't understand the specific procedures for marriage, only having heard a few vague mentions from the elders in her clan.
My mind is a jumbled mess right now, with countless thoughts swirling around me.
"After my senior brother lifts the veil, will he lower his head and kiss me like in the stories?"
"And then, will it be...?"
Those indescribable images surfaced in my mind.
This made her cheeks burn even hotter, and even her fingertips turned pink.
Anticipation and shyness intertwined, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Jiang Yantian finally reached the edge of the bed and stopped.
"Qingwan..."
This soft call snapped Zhongli Qingwan back to her senses.
She raised her head and looked in his direction through the veil.
Her voice was as soft as a feather, carrying an undisguised shyness and panic.
He stammered, "Senior...Senior Brother..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she blushed, realizing her current identity.
She quickly pursed her red lips, her long eyelashes trembling gently beneath the veil.
Jiang Yantian chuckled softly.
He leaned down slightly: "Still calling me 'Senior Brother'? Hmm?"
Zhong Liqingwan's cheeks burned even more intensely.
She bit her lower lip, and after a long pause, she whispered, barely a whisper, "Husband...husband..."
Upon uttering those two words, she almost buried her head in her chest.
Even breathing became cautious, as if all the strength had been drained from my body.
Only my heart was still pounding wildly.
Jiang Yantian nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like it. Call it a few more times to get used to it."
Although Zhongli Qingwan was shy, she still obediently raised her eyes.
She called out twice more, "My husband..."
The sound became clearer with each repetition.
It possesses the delicate softness unique to young girls.
Hearing this, Jiang Yantian felt a shiver run through his heart, and the fear in his eyes almost overflowed.
"Qingwan, now that we are husband and wife, it's not unreasonable for my husband to make a request!"
"?"
Zhongli Qingwan was somewhat confused.
But she still asked, "Hmm..."
"Okay, then... Kang Kang... Ni... Zi!"
"Huh?" Zhongli Qingwan was stunned for a moment, then looked down.
She was nervous, very nervous.
Of course, he was willing, very willing, but he simply didn't have the strength.
If you want to be healthy, your husband should do it himself and be self-sufficient!
"My lord, why don't you lift the veil first, I..."
Zhong Liqing's voice was very soft.
According to wedding customs, after the newlyweds enter the room, the husband must personally lift the veil.
It is meant to convey the meaning of "satisfaction and fulfillment".
Jiang Yantian smiled, not in a hurry to see.
"Alright, then lift your veil... veil!"
His gaze fell on the bright red veil, and he picked up a corner of it with his fingertips, his movements slow and solemn.
The red silk fluttered gently, carrying a faint fragrance.
It slowly slid down from Zhongli Qingwan's head.
The first thing to be revealed was her smooth, full forehead.
Next are two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, with delicate and soft peaks.
Unlike the deliberate depiction of ordinary women, she possesses a natural elegance and refinement.
The candlelight flickered just as the veil was completely lowered.
It reflected Zhongli Qingwan's beautiful face clearly.
She had an absolutely beautiful face, with skin as white and smooth as jade, so delicate it seemed like you could squeeze water out of it.
The blush that had just appeared from shyness spread from her cheeks to her ears.
It added a touch of beauty.
Her long, thick, and curled eyelashes were still trembling slightly, concealing the emotions in her eyes.
When she slowly raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes met Jiang Yantian's, filled with a mix of panic and shyness, and a hint of barely perceptible expectation.
Her lips were a natural cherry blossom pink, and the spot where she had bitten them earlier bore a faint red mark.
It looked even more fresh and juicy, making one feel an irresistible urge to cherish it.
Hmm... I want to put something in!
Then take half.
They released it again!
Over and over again!
Zhongli Qingwan gripped her skirt tightly with both hands, her voice weak: "Husband... do I... do I look pretty?"
"It looks good, I love watching it!"
Jiang Yantian's Adam's apple bobbed, and he reached out and gently took her hand.
Her hands were small and warm, with a slight sheen of sweat on her fingertips.
It's incredibly delicate.
Jiang Yantian gently stroked the back of her hand, soothing her panic.
"Madam, I'm used to going to bed early and getting up early, so please rest now!"
"Huh?" Zhongli Qingwan was taken aback: "Husband, you're not going to do it..."
Before she could finish speaking, she quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth.
Oh no, I couldn't help but say it out loud.
She didn't understand Jiang Yantian's meaning at all.
When he said "sleep," he wasn't really sleeping.
She thought she was really sleeping.
