Yesterday, Boling returned triumphantly and defeated Chen Xiang, another major warlord from the north who came to invade, tonight, when Junhou got married again, he killed sheep and pigs in the barracks, and made an exception to serve as a reward, which was also a wedding wine given by Junhou.

Wei Shao started to manage his army personally at the age of seventeen. Whenever he went to camp, he would eat with his soldiers and sleep with his tent. If he was to pull the city and seize the land, he would lead the army and fight first. However, he was extremely strict in governing the army and was prohibited. The soldiers respected and feared him. He rarely had the opportunity to drink a drink on weekdays. Tonight he was happy. The bonfires were beating in the camp outside the city, and loud singing could be heard everywhere. When the wine was half over, a cheer suddenly came from the front. The soldiers rushed over to observe. Seeing that Wei Shao had actually left the city and arrived at the military camp, he personally toasted the soldiers who fought bravely to seize Boling to thank him.

On the wedding night of Junhou, he did not forget to leave the city to reward the soldiers. The entire company suddenly became excited. The soldiers surrounded him and tried to toast him to congratulate him on the wedding. Wei Shao smiled and was also very arrogant. He refused everyone. Wei Liang, who was still with him, was afraid that he would get drunk and miss the bridal chamber, and repeatedly pushed him to block it. Wei Shao was finally able to escape and return to the city. However, at this time, the night was already deep.

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After the ceremony, the bride was first taken to the new house where Wei Shao was sleeping in Sheyang on weekdays. After Xiao Qiao was taken off her clothes and makeup, she asked Chunniang and her maids to go down first. The maids came out one after another, and Chunniang was left standing there and refused to go out for a long time.

Chun Niang's husband was originally a soldier from the Qiao family. She gave birth to a daughter at the age of 20. Before she was confinement, her husband unfortunately died in a battle. Her parents-in-law did not tolerate her and wanted to change her to money. Later, she found a new daughter in the envoy's mansion. She was about to find a suitable wet nurse. Thinking that if she could be picked, she would definitely get more money than selling her daughter-in-law, so she found a way to find her. Chun Niang was fair and healthy. Xiao Qiao's mother asked. She was peaceful and honest on weekdays. Without her husband, her parents-in-law wanted to sell her. She felt unbearable. Moreover, her husband died for fighting for the Qiao family, so she didn't care about it and asked the witch to cleanse her behind her. Chun Niang was grateful and raised Xiao Qiao with her heart. She has been so anxious that she has been married. Now that Xiao Qiao is far away, she naturally reluctant to leave and follows her.

At this moment, the wedding night candle was a beautiful scene, but it always seemed to be missing the perfection. Chunniang thought of Wei Shao whom she had just seen, with a strong body and Kong Wu's strength. She knew at a glance that she was a person who licked blood from the knife. The daughter of the king was delicate and timid, and her thighs were probably not as thick as his arms. In addition, she was just in her prime, and she was afraid that Wei Shao would be violent. If she treated her rudely, she would probably endure hardships and could not let her go.

Although Chunniang was a maid, she was like a half-mother. Seeing that she looked at her and wanted to speak, Xiao Qiao looked worried and went up to comfort her.

Chunniang tried her best to show a happy expression, attached it to Xiao Qiao's ears, and repeatedly told her that when the Marquis of Wei entered the room to perform the rituals of Duke Zhou to her, she should not forget to serve him with a delicate attitude and inspire him to love him. Generally speaking, men will be kind and will naturally be gentle.

"Don't show off. Remember, remember!"

After hearing her repeated reminders from her, Xiao Qiao understood why she was reluctant to leave just now. Although she was a human being for two lifetimes, she probably didn't have enough experience in this area, and after hearing this, she couldn't help but turn a little red and nodded randomly to respond.

Chunniang then let go of her hand and turned around and left the new house.

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In the end, Xiao Qiao was left in the room, waiting for the arrival of the groom Wei Shao.

This is a square and spacious dormitory. There is a six-panel black-faced, red-backed lacquered cloud-and-dragon-patterned screen at the entrance, which divides the dormitory into double rooms inside and outside. A large bed is placed next to the screen. A brand new red bedding is laid on the bed, with neat quilts and double jade bis on one side of the tent hanging on one side, which is both for decoration and for the new house to drive away evil spirits. On the opposite floor, there is a rectangular low couch for sitting, covered with mattresses, a table in the middle, and the rest of the cabinets and boxes are placed against the wall. On the lampstand, a pair of red candles as thick as children's arms are burning, and there are no extra ornaments in the room.

After Xiao Qiao looked at the house, she stood in the middle and started to be stunned at Hongzhu.

Perhaps influenced by Chunniang's advice just now, Xiao Qiao, who had no big feelings, gradually became a little nervous.

Xiao Qiao in his previous life had a secret meeting with his cousin Da Qiao many years later. At that time, Wei Shao was about to become emperor and had a woman around him who was said to be very fond of. Although Da Qiao was nominally his wife, he ignored her and had long let him die.

It was also during that meeting that Xiao Qiao realized that he had never touched her since the first day Da Qiao married him.

Although Da Qiao is not as beautiful as Xiao Qiao, he is also beautiful. He doesn't even touch a beautiful woman who has become his wife. It shows how much hatred he hates the Qiao family. He hates this to such a level, but agrees to marry Qiao Nu. His scheming and tolerance are not something that ordinary people can do.

It was precisely because of this preconceived impression that Xiao Qiao felt that Wei Shao would not touch him tonight. But as long as it didn't happen, there was uncertainty about everything.

What if?

If he had made a normal marriage with him, he would sit down and heavier, and he might be able to vomit blood if he was in a bad mood. If he was in a bad mood, he would be very likely to be married in the eyes of the people of the time, but in fact he would have to wait two days before he could barely get enough of his fifteen-year-old body.

She really couldn't imagine that she would use softness to overcome hardness when doing that kind of thing, as Chunniang told her. Xiao Qiao had married Liu Yan in her previous life, but as herself, although she could not be known for her, she had not had time to accumulate some practical experience in this area, so she came here and became Xiao Qiao now.

The more Xiao Qiao thought about it, the less he felt. Finally, he calmed down and continued to sit on the short couch on the ground opposite the big bed and stared blankly.

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When she first came here, she was not used to the sitting posture of people. Now the high-legged chairs and stools only appear in the northern Hu tribes, and sitting with high legs is considered a rough and rude behavior. As long as she sits down, she can only maintain two postures in front of people. Either her hips sit on her heels, which is a relatively relaxed daily sitting posture, or lift her buttocks, straighten her upper body, which is called long kneeling, or sitting, which is a sitting posture that is ready to get up or welcome guests, showing respect for others.

No matter which sitting position is, Xiao Qiao cannot last long, and it is even more impossible to sit for an hour and do needlework like Chunniang. In the past, when she was at home, she would have been scolded by Chunniang for being indecent, so she often used a sitting position with her feet straightened to relax her legs, so she still has not learned the ability to kneel for a long time until now.

Xiao Qiao sat upright on the couch for a long time, but still could not see Wei Shao return. It was quiet outside and could not hear any sound. So he stretched out his legs and grabbed a box from the edge, relaxed his limbs, and half lay and half leaned on the couch.

It was cold outside, and the brazier in the house was burning brightly, warm, and a faint smell of fragrance floated in the air. She didn't sleep well last night, and today she had tossed for another day. Gradually, Xiao Qiao was sleepy and was about to fall asleep, and suddenly there was a noise in her ears.

Someone came. Then, she heard the maid outside call: "The male king is back."

The male king is the respectful title of the servants and concubines in the family to the male master, compared to the female king.

Xiao Qiao's sleepy insect ran away immediately, rubbed his eyes, and got up from the couch. As soon as he returned to the kneeling position, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open. He raised his head and saw a tall figure swaying behind the screen, as if he was not standing firm, and he staggered.

Xiao Qiao was shocked and hurriedly stood up, preparing to stay to see what happened. The figure had stabilized, turned the screen and appeared in front of her.

Isn't it Wei Shao?

He seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and the originally cold-lined face also turned slightly. After coming in, he walked straight in, untied his hair, and threw it in front of the mirror with a "slam". He didn't even look at Xiao Qiao, who was kneeling on the couch opposite him with his upper body straight, turned around and walked towards the big bed. When he arrived, he lifted the tent, and the jade bi collided with each other, making a clear and marvelous sound.

Then, with two "bangs" and "bangs" the boots fell to the ground, the room became quiet.

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When Xiao Qiao saw him going straight to the bed, she seemed to have fallen asleep in a blink of an eye. Her back, which was originally a little tense, finally relaxed.

She let out a sigh, stared at Wei Shao on the bed, and slowly returned to the kneeling position.

He should have really fallen asleep or been drunk.

After a long time, Xiao Qiao slowly straightened his legs, clasped his hands into fists, gently beat his sore legs, and returned to the half-lying and half-lying position just now.

In this way, one of them was bedridden and the other was on the bed, and they were all in peace.

In addition to the original incense, the air in the room was mixed with some alcohol emitted from Wei Shao. After smelling it for a long time, I didn't feel it anymore, but my head was a little drowsy.

It was already deep in the night. Xiao Qiao sat on the couch, dozing in a daze, and then suddenly realized it. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Wei Shao was still lying on the high bed as it was, so he relaxed and fell asleep again. This happened several times, and the last time she woke up, she was awakened by the cold.

It was still dark outside the window. Looking at the length of the candlesticks on the candlestick, it should be about 4 o'clock. The charcoal fire in the brazier was almost white and ash, and only some warm residual heat was radiated. When the room was cool, the cold outside seeped in.

Xiao Qiao was chilling all over, hugged her hands, rubbed her arms on both sides of her arms, which had a layer of goose bumps, probably it would be a while before dawn. She stared at Wei Shao on the bed. Seeing that he had not moved for a while, he hesitated for a while, and finally got off the ground and tiptoed towards the bed.

It is the custom of the aristocratic bedrooms that no matter whether the couple has the same quilt or not, there will always be two quilts on the bed.

Wei Shao was lying on the outside of the edge of the bed, without covering the quilt. The two quilts were placed on the inside of the bed, neatly stacked.

Xiao Qiao almost made a sound, and finally walked to the end of the bed and stopped at Wei Shao's feet.

She glanced at him quietly.

He lay on his back, because he was tall and long, occupying most of the bed. When he first came in in the middle of the night, the red wine color on his face had faded. Perhaps the lights at the corner of the bed could not be illuminated, and the light was slightly dim, his face looked unusually peaceful, his thick black sword eyebrows became more and more eye-catching, his eyes were closed, and he still slept very heavily.

Xiao Qiao held her breath and leaned forward as slowly as possible. Her body passed over his legs and reached out with one hand. When she tried to take out the quilt close to her, Wei Shao under her seemed to suddenly wake up and opened her eyes without warning. Then, the sound of a "shock" sword in her ear was out of sheath. Before she could see clearly what was going on, Wei Shao had quickly pulled out a long sword from under her pillow, and the man also turned over from the bed. When the ears were chilled, the tip of the sword was tightly pressed against her throat.

All this happened, but it was just a flash of lightning.

Xiao Qiao froze immediately.

She could clearly feel the chill that came from the sword when it pressed against the skin of her neck. It was completely different from the chill in the air.

She could even smell a faint rust sweet smell.

She knew it was the smell of blood.

She slowly turned her head and met his eyes.

There were still slight red blood in his eyes, revealing a faint murderous aura.

"I'm a little cold. I just wanted to get the quilt. I didn't want to, but it alarmed you." She said in a calm voice.

But she was convinced that she had not encountered him at all.

Wei Shao looked at her for a few seconds, turned around and looked around the house that was arranged in red, as if he had realized something, closed his eyes, raised his hands and rubbed his forehead. The murderous aura that stretched out around him finally disappeared.

He slowly put the sword down.
Chapter completed!