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Qin Xiao looked at Chun Xi, dressed in her bridal gown, with makeup even more exquisite than usual. She was naturally delicate and lovely, but now she radiated an additional hint of dazzling beauty.

He gazed at her intently for a long time, "Chun Xi, I’ve finally married you and brought you home."

Chun Xi lifted her flushed face, having only glanced at him momentarily before shifting her gaze away, she realized that Qin Xiao looked very handsome in his wedding attire.

Qin Xiao, who normally didn’t smile, now had a smile on his face around his eyes. She used to think he seemed a bit silly, but now she found it very attractive.

Out of shyness, Chun Xi didn’t utter a single word.

Qin Xiao, excited but not forgetting to toast with the wedding cup, turned to the table where there was a wine jug and two cups.

He picked up the jug, filled both cups, then came over to the bed, handing one to Chun Xi, "Chun Xi, let’s drink the wedding cup."

"Mhm," Chun Xi said, her face a portrait of bashful charm as she took the cup from his hand. As they drank, they were so close, and after finishing, they naturally looked into each other’s eyes.

One was nervous; the other was shy.

Qin Xiao took the cup from Chun Xi’s hand and placed it alongside his on a cabinet nearby, then looked back at Chun Xi. She was modestly looking down, her rosy face hidden in the shadow.

"Let’s go to sleep," he suggested.

Chun Xi nodded shyly, "I’ll help you undress."

Qin Xiao, having never been dressed by someone else, instinctively stood up, "I’ll do it myself."

As he spoke, he started to untie his sash with a certain urgency.

Wedding attire is more intricate than everyday clothing and takes longer to remove, but for Qin Xiao, it wasn’t difficult.

Chun Xi watched as Qin Xiao stood before her, removing his garments one by one with brisk, almost impatient movements.

In no time, only his white undergarment remained.

Only then did Chun Xi realize she had been watching Qin Xiao undress the entire time.

When Qin Xiao finished, he looked up at Chun Xi and saw that she was staring at him, turning his gaze toward her bridal gown, which was a vibrant red that complemented her skin tone beautifully.

However, the thick and intricate bridal gown of winter must be difficult for her fragile form to remove.

"I’ll help you undress," he offered.

Having spent so many years with Xiao Jinyan, Qin Xiao had inevitably adopted a similar approach to actions – both were men of action.

As he spoke, his hands were already reaching out, starting to untie her sash.

Chun Xi was extremely embarrassed yet did not resist.

Earlier that day, during her bath, the old matrons in the palace had instructed her on how to serve her husband and about the intimacies between man and wife.

It should have been her undressing Qin Xiao, but now the tables had turned.

Thinking about what was to come, Chun Xi’s face grew even redder than before.

Qin Xiao undressed Chun Xi, not with the casualness of undressing himself, but with a mix of carefulness and anticipation.

The woman in front of him was the one he wanted to marry, his wife, and the one who would be by his side for life.

Which man wouldn’t be excited about his wedding night?

Qin Xiao was a normal man; they had never even held hands in their usual meetings – not that he hadn’t wanted to.

Now that they were married, holding hands and even more intimate gestures were permissible.

He carefully removed her garments one by one, until only her red undergarment remained.

Chun Xi’s skin was very fair, and even in the dim light, it dazzled.

Qin Xiao’s mouth went dry and he struggled to swallow. He bent down, lifted Chun Xi, and gently placed her on the big, red bed.

Looking at Chun Xi’s face, red as an apple, he couldn’t resist the urge to take a bite. And Qin Xiao did just that, only it was at her lips...

Feng Wuyou hadn’t attended a feast in a long time; she had eaten a lot at today’s celebration and ended up feeling stuffed.

On the way back, it was Xiao Jinyan who carried her. Although Feng Wuyou could eat a lot, she never seemed to gain weight and was quite light, allowing Xiao Jinyan to carry her easily.

In the East Palace, there was no one who didn’t know how much His Highness doted on the Crown Princess.

Upon returning to the bedchamber, Feng Wuyou lay on the bed, rubbing her belly, and laugingly said to Xiao Jinyan, "Your Highness, look at your concubine’s stomach. Does it not resemble that of a pregnant woman?"

Xiao Jinyan looked at her bulging stomach and suddenly remembered the year when she was pregnant. He had rushed back overnight and saw her pregnant belly.

Back then, her belly was larger and rounder than now.

He stretched out his slender fingers and caressed her rounded belly. The belly bloated from overeating was not as firm as a pregnant belly, but soft, with skin white and delicate to the touch, feeling very nice.

He looked up at Feng Wuyou, who today as the master of the wedding, was not dressed as casually as usual, and because she was the Crown Princess, she was dressed in a dignified and majestic manner.