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    It¡¯s not too far to walk from Lihua Street to the Fu family¡¯s mansion.

    Mrs. Zhen of Wei arrived in Qizhou a few days ago and lived with Youtong. She helped her daughter organize everything, from the wedding dress and phoenix crown to the ceremony on the day of leaving the palace, and even the dowry prepared by Youtong, so as not to worry about it.  There are omissions.  After looking around, she was relieved to see that Youtong's work was more thorough and meticulous than she thought.

    The night before leaving the palace, when the mother and daughter were talking before going to bed, they gave special instructions.

    It was said that the marriage last time was the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, and there were many unavoidable reasons. Since Youtong was determined to divorce, she and Wei Sidao had no way to interfere.  Now You Tong can choose her husband as she likes. Since she is still married to Fu Yu, she must stop being willful. From now on, she should take care of her husband, serve her elders, and be harmonious to her sisters-in-law. She should look like a young lady from a high family. She can no longer act like before.  .

    Youtong responded one by one. Seeing that Mrs. Zhen was more nervous than she, a serious person who had left the cabinet, she joked a little bit more coquettishly.

    When I was about to go to bed, the night was already quite deep.

    When I got up early the next morning, I was busy dressing up. Grandma Xu and Mrs. Zhen were in charge. Chuncao, Yanbo and Du Shuangxi did not go to the meat-shabu shop and stayed with her in the courtyard. Together with Xi Niang and others, the room was almost full.  The cold winter is coming to an end, and spring is emerging. The neat and clean courtyard is decorated with lanterns and colorful ribbons. The beams and columns are covered with red silk and satin. A wintersweet tree in the courtyard has sprouted yellow stamens, adding a touch of spring.

    The wedding dress and phoenix crown are all ready. Youtong is seventeen when she turns over to celebrate the New Year. Her figure is longer and more graceful than before.

    Xiniang is a woman who was born very lucky. She has served many brides from high-ranking families in Qizhou and she has a good eye for her.  Seeing that Mrs. Zhen was reluctant to give up, Youtong looked calm and gentle. From time to time, he picked out happy things to tell her, guessing her thoughts.  My husband is the most outstanding man in Man Yongning, and he will surely enjoy endless blessings in the future.

    When she was combing her hair, she said that her black hair was as smooth as black satin. When she was putting on makeup, she said that her eyebrows were beautiful and she was naturally beautiful. When she was helping her get dressed, she said that her figure was slim and graceful, from the strands of her hair to the tips of her toes.  G.  Finally, she smiled and praised Mrs. Zhen, saying that her mother was a virtuous and beautiful woman, so she could raise such a beautiful woman with outstanding appearance and graceful bearing.

    It is said that since ancient times, beauties match famous generals. You Tong married Fu Yu. It was a match made in heaven.

    In the future, if the couple is harmonious and emotionally harmonious, they will surely live a harmonious and happy life.

    Even though Mrs. Zhen knew she was complimenting her, she couldn't help but shed tears when she heard her happy words.

    He forced himself to cheer up, and when Fu Yu came to greet the bride, he happily sent You Tong out.  It wasn't until the sedan chair walked away surrounded by noisy drum music and Fu Yu's bright red and tall figure on horseback turned the corner that he held on to the door frame and shed tears of joy.

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    Qizhou City has not been so lively for a long time.

    The last time Fu Lanyin married Qin Taoyu, because both families were from high-ranking families in Qizhou, the wedding was held with great grandeur. When the betrothal gifts and dowry were given, people rushed to watch.  Now that New Year's Eve is approaching, everyone is busy buying firecrackers, putting up lanterns, and buying new year's goods. The streets are already busy. How can you not be curious when you hear that Fu Yu is getting married?

    The betrothal gift and dowry are the next most important thing, and the team to welcome the bride is something that is rare to see in more than ten years.

    ¡ª¡ªThe sedan chair is exquisite and festive, with tassels hanging high at the four corners, the curtains embroidered with red phoenixes and rising sun, the sedan body carved with hundreds of children and wealthy flowers, red lacquer and gilding, exquisite and gorgeous, drums and shengs and flutes are played behind the back, and the team's costumes are new and eye-catching.  Behind and behind the welcoming team were the guards of the Fu family's nursing home. They were neatly armored and energetic. They were selected from the tough guys in the military. They walked on the street with their heads held high, standing out from the crowd, and they were more eye-catching than the palace guards.

    " And Fu Yu rode a black shadow, dressed in festive auspicious clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome phoenix.

    He is an iron-fisted war god who makes enemy troops fearful, and he is also a patron god respected and feared by the people of Qizhou.

    The people along the way are all the people who have heard of the news. After being convinced by Fu Yu's style, it is inevitable to look at the flower sedan.

    How beautiful and elegant the woman sitting there must be to win the favor of this man?

    Everyone in the city knows that General Fu has married his beloved wife. At this moment, the Fu family is also full of guests and noisy.

    When getting married the year before last, because Fu Yu didn't take it seriously, preparations were made for the inner house. In addition to the men and women who often come and go, the only guests who greeted him were important officials under Yongning's account. As for the others, Fu Yu didn't know about it.  Although he was remarrying this time, Fu Yu had no intention of being vague, because he was happy to marry a wife. In addition to the arrangements made by his female family members, he also specially informed the soldiers who had fought alongside him in the past.

    "These people have followed Fu Yu through life and death. Wouldn't they be happy when they heard that they were going to drink General Fu's wedding wine?"

    Although the Fu family's army has strict discipline, regardless of their status as Shangfeng's subordinates, they are also brothers of Paoze who live and die together.

    &nbs, and asked casually: "Did you cut these wintersweets today?"

    "I cut it last night." He was answered by a deep male voice.

    When Youtong heard the sound, he saw the door of the room open, the candlelight flickered, and the familiar tall and tall figure walked in.

    The door was closed, and the candlelight in the room was bright again. Fu Yu's red auspicious clothes were slightly open, his neck exposed as if he was afraid of the heat, and he walked towards her.  There were many military robes among the guests today. They were in high spirits for a happy occasion. They seemed to have drunk a lot of wine. Their stern faces showed a bit of red, and their eyes were shining. As soon as they entered the door, they were tightly wrapped around her body, deep and bright.

    That look in his eyes was not unfamiliar. You Tong had seen it before when he was sitting in the bathtub having sex.

    She subconsciously took half a step back and said, "Fuhusband."

    Fu Yu had already arrived. He stretched out his hand and tugged at the clothes as if he thought they were in the way.  One of the collars was broken, and the collar was opened wider, exposing a bit of his chest in addition to his collarbone and Adam's apple. The smell of alcohol on his body was strong, and with his breathing, it fell hot on her face.  That hand was so familiar that it easily hooked around her waist, holding her in his arms.

    Through the layers of clothes, his heartbeat reached her ears, one after another, powerful and slightly rapid.

    Youtong was unprepared, and suddenly fell into his aura, and his heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

    She glanced out the window and whispered, "Chuncao and Aunt Zhou will be here shortly."

    "No." Fu Yu lowered his head and caught her gaze, with a bit of pride in his expression, "No one will come."

    Only the husband and wife are alone, the man and the woman are alone, and there are flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.

    The alcohol vapor all over Fu Yu's body turned into heat, making his breath and blood boil. He glanced at the plum blossoms and said, "I cut these."

    "Youstill have such a leisurely mood."

    "Well, I couldn't sleep last night, so I went to Wangyun Tower to buy it."

    You Tong was dizzy from the smell of his alcohol. His eyes fell on his Adam's apple and his lips, and his chest was beating wildly. He asked randomly: "Why?"

    Fu Yu didn't answer. When she raised her eyes in confusion, she said in a deep voice, "I'm thinking of you."

    By the end of his voice, he was already a bit hoarse. His patience and pretense seemed to have been exhausted to the extreme. When he looked at her soft lips, his voice tightened, and he lowered his head and kissed her.  Like a person who has been in drought for a long time longing for the rain, like a traveler walking in the desert who sees the manna and feels eager and energetic.

    God knows how much he wanted to rush to her side when he couldn't sleep alone last night, thinking about today's wedding.  God knows how much he regretted the divorce letter he wrote that day in every tossing and turning night after the separation, and how much he wanted to hold the nephrite Wenxiang back in his arms.  God knows what kind of excitement and joy he endured on this day, so as not to lose his temper in front of the guests.  He had just treated the guests with the usual dignified manner, and finally got out of the wine glass. Only he knew what kind of mood he was carrying along the way.

    And now, finally, he and she were alone.

    No longer restrained, Fu Yu held her waist with one hand, held the back of her head with the other, and kissed her fiercely.

    It¡¯s as if he wants to get back all the accumulated arrears.

    The almost rough plundering of lips and tongue took away all her breath, leaving only the smell of alcohol and heat like fire.  His body pressed forward, forcing her to lean back slightly. His hand wandered up from her waist, twirling the skin of her earlobe greedily and wantonly.

    His elbow touched the porcelain vase and fell onto the table with a clang.

    Youtong was slightly startled, whimpering in his mouth, and tightened the clothes around his waist.

    Fu Yu's rationality was also slightly withdrawn by this movement. When he opened his eyes, the usually deserted eyes were filled with flames, and his breathing was rapid and unsteady, like a hungry wolf that had been restrained for a long time.  Before Youtong could react, he suddenly stretched out his arms, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards the inner room. As his Adam's apple rolled, he made a clear swallowing sound, obviously the soft sandalwood tongue was still full of meaning.

    The soft red gauze curtain was lifted, and the exquisitely tailored wedding dress was easily peeled off and placed beside the bed.

    "Compared to Fu Yu's experienced warriors, You Tong's delicate hands and feet were almost powerless to resist.

    The clothes were in pieces, and the charcoal basin filled the room with spring warmth.

    The night wind outside the house was cold and cold. Aunt Zhou stood in the courtyard with her hands folded. When she saw Mu Xiang coming over with a glass of wine, she smiled and waved her hand.

    ¡°You¡¯ve already drank the wine, so don¡¯t worry about it. Just ask someone to boil hot water and wait for the instructions from inside.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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