At dawn, Feng Qingchen was about to start fighting. At that time, no one would care about her weakness as a new wife, and no one would care about her identity.
At dawn, Feng Qingchen was alone again. No matter how close they were, he couldn't stay with Feng Qingchen at that time.
He also wanted to create a worry-free country for Feng Qingchen so that Feng Qingchen would no longer have to run around for life and survival, but his life was destined to never be smooth.
This kind of life is a luxury for him and Feng Qingchen. The moment he chose Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen's life was destined to be uneasy. He also liked Feng Qingchen at the beginning.
Dust this.
Before, he only thought that Feng Qingchen was suitable for him, but now he couldn't bear to let Feng Qingchen face those storms. People are always so contradictory.
Thinking of this, Uncle Nine Emperors felt even more guilty. He had gained too much from Feng Qingchen, but he could give Feng Qingchen too little.
Sighing softly, Uncle Jiuhuang looked at the sky outside and did not waste any more time. Feng Qingchen was afraid that he would have to get up after less than an hour of sleep. During this period, he had to help her clean up as soon as possible, otherwise in the morning
When the maid came in, she still had something to do.
Soon, the black shadow brought two buckets of hot water and quietly sneaked into the clean room next door. The black shadow had a slender figure and a bumpy shape. Even though the whole body was wrapped in black clothes, you could tell that the other party was a woman.
.
Come to think of it, how could Uncle Nine Emperors allow a man to protect Feng Qingchen personally?
"Keep your guard, no one is allowed in." Uncle Nine Emperors ordered the people outside.
In fact, when he came last night, he had already cleaned up everyone around him, and giving the order again was just to declare the importance of the matter.
The black shadow made no sound, and only disappeared in an instant when Uncle Nine Emperors carried Feng Qingchen to the cleansing room.
Although Uncle Jiuhuang is a noble man from Tianhuang, he is not someone who is so pampered that he cannot take care of himself without his maid. Without the service of servants, he can take care of himself by himself. Likewise, he has to take care of Feng Qingchen.
Not difficult.
He carried Feng Qingchen into the bath. The candle was brightly lit, and he could clearly see the marks on Feng Qingchen's body. The bruises on Feng Qingchen's body were all caused by him. Unfortunately, it was the bruises on Feng Qingchen's back.
The mark is gone, and it is impossible to tell that a sharp sword has emerged from the smooth and delicate back.
"I don't know when the next time I will see your mark come out." Uncle Nine Emperors said with some regret.
He had only heard of the mark of Feng Li's legitimate daughter, but had never seen it before. Last night... he had a chance to see it, but he forgot about it. The moment the mark appeared, he was in a daze and just wanted to cover it up.
Feng Qingchen's eyes, when he looked again, there was nothing there.
Sure enough, if the beauty enchants the city, the king will mislead the country.
Uncle Jiuhuang shook his head to eliminate the distracting thoughts in his heart. Seeing the bruises on Feng Qingchen's body, Uncle Jiuhuang smiled again with his expressionless face.
He smiles more today than he did in the past few years combined. There is no other way, who would allow him to experience the wedding night, one of the three most joyous events in life.
He gently wiped Feng Qingchen's body and the white spots between his legs. Thinking of last night's indulgence, Uncle Jiuhuang's ears turned red. Then he thought of Feng Qingchen's belly according to what he asked for again and again last night.
Maybe he has a child.
hey-hey……
Without even seeing the shadow of the child, Uncle Jiuhuang laughed out loud. Seeing that the water was a little cold, Uncle Jiuhuang quickly took Feng Qingchen out, put her on the small platform, and wiped her body clean.
water drops.
Picking up the ointment on the side, he applied the medicine to Feng Qingchen's private parts patiently and carefully. Looking at the red and swollen lips, Uncle Nine Emperors cursed himself again. He was really asking for too much, overindulging in lust, and he didn't know Feng Qingchen's body.
Whether you can eat it or not...
The thought of canceling today's competition flashed across my mind.
well……
Uncle Jiuhuang only dared to think about it and did not dare to make such a decision. Yesterday's matter has not been resolved yet, and he did not know whether Feng Qingchen would settle the score in the future. He had already admitted defeat on Feng Qingchen's behalf once, and he wanted to admit defeat on Feng Qingchen's behalf again.
, I guess Feng Qingchen would really kick him out of bed.
Feng Qingchen seems to be easy to talk to, but once her tolerance is exceeded, she won't give in even a step, is aggressive, arrogant, and would rather break than bend.
He tested again and again, fearing that he would step on Feng Qingchen's limit. Every test made him understand that Feng Qingchen was very tolerant to him.
After putting on Feng Qingchen's clothes, Uncle Nine Emperors generously took off his own clothes, wiped Feng Qingchen with water and wiped them hastily.
For a person with mysophobia, this is really not easy. Uncle Nine Emperors has never used other people's bath water.
After cleaning up, Uncle Nine Emperors carried Feng Qingchen back into the room. The room had already been cleaned, and the air was filled with the elegant scent of bamboo.
Uncle Jiuhuang laid Feng Qingchen flat on the bed, covered Feng Qingchen with a quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked Feng Qingchen's cheek, and pushed the strands of hair from her forehead behind her ears.
"I'm wronged you." I'm really wronged. This is the first time for the dignified daughter of Fengli, even without Fengguanxiapei, to be so hasty and in a hurry. The next day she has to deal with the provocations of a group of clowns.
The more he thought about Uncle Nine Emperors, the more he felt sorry for Feng Qingchen. He was too impulsive yesterday. He should have endured it and at least give Feng Qingchen a wonderful first night.
However, deep down in love, both body and mind are beyond the control of reason, knowing clearly that they should not and cannot control their own desires.
The thing has been done, and he has no regrets. In fact, if he had to do it over again, he would still do it. He has fantasized about such a beautiful Feng Qingchen countless times, with the beauty in his arms, how could he bear it.
Now, all he could do was to make Feng Qingchen as comfortable as possible. Uncle Jiuhuang put his hands on Feng Qingchen's waist and started to massage her. Feng Qingchen complained about her backache several times.
He kept massaging and rubbing, his hands were sore, but Uncle Nine Emperors had no intention of stopping. It wasn't until the rooster crowed and dawn came that Uncle Nine Emperors took back his hand, kissed Feng Qingchen's forehead, reluctant to leave, gritted his teeth and left.
The moment I stood up, I felt a stinging pain from my lower abdomen.
Uncle Nine Emperors hesitated for a moment, then continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
It seems that his "illness" has worsened again, and he probably won't be able to go out for more than half a month. This is good. Having a reputation for being addicted to women can also make some people feel at ease, and some people can give up. The only disadvantage is that
The only thing is that in the next competition, he cannot help Feng Qingchen openly.
Fortunately, Feng Qingchen was not a weak woman to be bullied. In the following competition, Feng Qingchen had the advantage. It was not easy for Su Wan to get favors from Feng Qingchen.
…
"Miss."
Feng Qingchen opened her eyes quietly amid the soft calls of Tong Jue and Tong Yao. Her mind was still a little confused and she found herself lying on the bed. Of course, she was the only one on the bed.
The pattern on the quilt was familiar to me. I took a deep breath and saw that the quilt exuded the smell of sunshine, not the smell of love.
"Hey, didn't anything happen last night? Everything last night was just a dream I had? An erotic dream?"
No way? I would actually have such a dream. Is it true that I think about it every day and dream about it at night?
Feng Qingchen was in a trance for a moment, until Tong Jue and Tong Yao reminded her again, Feng Qingchen came back to her senses, opened the quilt and prepared to get up, but found that her whole body was sore, and her waist seemed to have been broken, especially her lower body.
As soon as I moved, I felt burning pain.
"Hiss..." Feng Qingchen muttered, her cheeks suddenly turning red.
She just said, how could she have such a restricted dream? It turns out... everything last night was true. She and the Nine Emperors Uncle were really married...