Chapter seven hundred and sixty fifth daughter red
It took nearly two hours.
The marriage ceremony, which is biased towards the shamanic and ghost culture of the Chu Kingdom, has just been completed. The remaining part is for the groom and the bride to enter the bridal chamber and have sex together.
Go to the first place in the lobby.
The head of the medical family, Nian Duan, who was also wearing new clothes, had a harmonious and joyful smile on his face, and looked at the closed disciple Duan Murong with eyes full of care and concern.
After the two get married.
She waved her hand gently, glanced at all the medical disciples and Mohist disciples present, and declared in a calm tone.
"Today, Ronger is getting married."
"With this festive event, I will once again announce an important event."
"From today on, Duan Murong will be the young head of my medical family."
Hear the announcement made by the current head of the medical family.
No one of the medical disciples present, male, female, old or young, objected. Duan Murong's medical skills have been passed down from the true teachings of medical saints.
And green is better than blue.
All she lacks now is the rich experience of the Medical Saint. But even so, 99% of the difficult and complicated diseases in this world can no longer be cured by her.
Even though she looks very young now.
"Disciples will obey the orders of the master!"
All the medical disciples present saluted Nian Duan in response.
Then he turned around and stared at Duan Murong, who was wearing the Chu bride's wedding dress, saluted again, and took the initiative to say hello.
"Medical disciple Ji Ling (Yao Xin, Zhao Ruohua, Li Jiang,...), pay homage to the young master!"
"Senior sisters, brothers, brothers, and uncles, please don't be too polite." Duan Murong stepped forward, stretched out his hand to signal, and said: "In the future, if Rong'er does something wrong, please don't hide it.
Point it out directly.”
As soon as this statement came out, the medical disciples present immediately responded.
"The young master's superb medical skills are unforgettable for his disciples. This elder is willing to fully support the young master, no matter what hardships he faces."
"Junior sister Ronger will take over the position of young master. Senior brother, I am convinced."
"Young master, there is no need to belittle yourself..."
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Nian Duan raised his hand and pressed lightly.
The medical disciples present immediately kept quiet and stopped making noise.
"It's not short. Everyone starts to sit down and enjoy Ronger's wedding banquet."
"Everyone, please!"
Soon, everyone took their seats one after another.
Inside the room and in the courtyard of the medical village, wooden tables, stools, chairs and other tools are placed everywhere. All kinds of delicious food and wine are served one after another on the wooden tables.
Everyone gathered together, smiled happily, and enjoyed the banquet together.
As for Si Yuan, he took Duan Murong to the table where Nian Duan was sitting and sat down, accompanying several other doctors, elders and others to eat together.
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After the wine has passed through three rounds and the dishes have passed through five flavors.
Those who still had important matters left Jinghu Medical Village and dispersed in all directions, escorted by Mohist disciples in rowing boats.
Those who are temporarily free choose to stay overnight inside the medical village to rest.
Wait until early tomorrow morning before setting off again.
Si Yuan picked up the bride Duan Murong by the waist, said goodbye to Nian Duan and others, turned around and took her towards Duan Murong's original boudoir.
"Xiao Ronger, are you nervous?"
he asked with a chuckle.
"Don't be nervous!" Duan Murong responded in a low voice, but the white and tender slender fingers that were unconsciously tangled revealed her true thoughts in her heart.
The couple returned to the room.
Si Yuan closed the door of the room with his spiritual thoughts, carried Duan Murong to the comfortable and soft bed, stretched out his fingers, and gently lifted her smooth chin.
He looked at her quietly and silently.
"You...what do you want me to do?"
"Haven't you seen me?"
Duan Murong muttered a few words in a low voice, and two red clouds suddenly appeared on her delicate and fair face. It was obvious that she was extremely shy in her heart.
"Rong'er is so beautiful in her wedding dress. My husband can't get enough of her."
Si Yuan chuckled and teased Duan Murong.
When she wasn't paying attention, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her pink lips, which made Duanmu Rong's face become even more rosy.
Angrily, he lightly punched Si Yuan.
"First...wait a moment, don't be impatient!"
"I haven't drunk the Hexin wine yet."
Duan Murong gently pushed Si Yuan away.
Then with a blushing face, he took the initiative to come to the table and filled two exquisite wine glasses with daughter's red wine that had been collected for more than ten years.
Put down the wine bottle in your hand.
She poured some white medicinal powder into the wine glass from a nearby porcelain bottle.
And use a jade bamboo stick to gently stir evenly.
"What is that?" Si Yuan came over and looked at Nuer Hong mixed with unknown white medicinal powder, and he was quite curious.
Sniffed it carefully.
Apart from the aroma of wine, I couldn't smell anything unusual.
"These medicines were specially prepared by me." Duanmu Rong, with a pretty face, took the initiative to pick up two glasses of Hexin wine and handed one of them to her husband, Si Yuan.
The soft voice gave a simple explanation.
"The effect of these medicinal powders can make the wedding night more comfortable."
"It also helps in physical recovery..."
"Huh?!" Si Yuan picked up the Hexin wine and stared at his new wife Duan Murong with his black and white eyes. His eyes gradually became weird: "Rong'er, are you sure you can bear it?"
"I...I have practiced martial arts, you care about me!" Duan Murong forced herself to pretend to be calm, stretched the wine glass in her hand forward, and asked coldly: "Are you going to drink?"
"If you don't want to drink it, I'll pour you another glass."
"Drink, of course." Si Yuan decisively picked up the wine glass, and drank the medicine-mixed Hexin wine with Duan Murong. After finishing the drink, he put the wine glass aside.
Then he picked up Duan Murong from the waist, with a teasing smile on his face.
"Rong'er, this is the medicinal wine you made yourself."
"I hope you won't regret tonight and don't take the initiative to beg for mercy, hehehe..."
Duan Murong turned her head and looked out the window, seeing that it was still evening, and the remaining rays of sunset reflected a hazy glow on the sky and earth.
The sun has not completely set yet.
She lay flat on the soft and comfortable bed and reached out to grab Si Yuan's arm.
There was a hint of pleading and shyness on his face.
"It's not dark yet."
"You... don't be impatient. Do you want to stop being patient?"
“I always feel so ashamed!”
"It's still daylight, wouldn't that be better?" Si Yuan decisively rejected Duan Murong's proposal and stripped her naked in a few strokes, saying, "It just so happens that you can see more clearly."
"The memory is more impressive."
"This is after all our first night together as a couple. Of course I want you to feel something different."
After stripping off his wife Duan Murong's Chu bride's attire, Si Yuan quickly took off his own Baiyue groom's clothes.
Then he rushed forward with a roar.
He always felt a slight fever within his body, and his instincts were a little ready to activate. He was secretly surprised by the excellent efficacy of the medicine prepared by Duanmu Rong.
"Xiao Rong'er, my husband is going to the bridal chamber!"