Peach Blossom Land On Longyin Island Chapter 69

Can’t the wedding night be brought forward?

The golden butterfly embroidered with gold thread is lifelike, and the wedding dress is made of the finest brocade. Sixteen of the most skilled embroiderers in the palace worked stitch by stitch for a month to embroider it before the wedding.When the gorgeous wedding dress that was tailored to fit perfectly outlined An Xiaoyu’s wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, An Ran couldn’t help but overturn another self-perception.

He just discovered today that he is also a common man and he cannot resist the temptation of beauty.

An Ran stared at An Xiaoyu, her eyes seemed to be on fire.

“What’s wrong?” An Xiaoyu asked confused.

“Can’t the wedding night be brought forward?” An Ran blurted out without hiding her thoughts.

An Xiaoyu was startled, then took two steps in front of An Ran, stared at An Ran with slightly lowered eyes, blushed and nodded solemnly: “Okay, that’s fine tonight.”

As soon as they finished speaking, all the maids and eunuchs serving the two men in the room lowered their heads. The leaders, Butler Liu and Butler Kong, looked at each other and said, “Your Highness, the servants will leave first.”

As soon as the sound of closing the door came, An Xiaoyu lowered his head and kissed An Ran. He couldn’t wait to passionately demand love from An Ran’s lips and teeth, and at the same time started to untie the wedding clothes that An Ran had just changed.

The different urgent and even rough movements from the past clearly exposed the fear and uneasiness in An Xiaoyu’s heart.

“No, wait…” An Ran retreated and pushed An Xiaoyu’s chest. It took a lot of effort to push the person away from him.

An Xiaoyu, who was pushed away, looked at An Ran with gloomy eyes, but still said: “Okay, then just wait.”

An Ran had mixed emotions for a moment, and couldn’t laugh or cry at the same time: “The wedding clothes we just made are torn and there is no time to redo them. Besides, it’s not dark yet…”

An Xiaoyu’s eyes sparkled again, and he asked hopefully: “Then…”

“Okay.” An Ran interrupted An Xiaoyu with a smile, raised his head and pecked An Xiaoyu, and said with a smile: “It’s time to fulfill the obligations of husband and wife.”

An Ran felt that this was the first time they had eaten the forbidden fruit, which was of great significance, so it should be officially started after they had eaten a full meal, took a fragrant bath, lit a warm candle in the bedroom, and lay on a soft bed.

But An Xiaoyu obviously couldn’t wait that long.

So, of course, he couldn’t eat anymore, and he couldn’t take a bath seriously. An Xiaoyu was impatient in the bathroom, but with An Ran’s insistence, An Xiaoyu still insisted on making it to the bedroom.

An Ran’s “wedding night is brought forward” was meant as a joke, but the quality of the servants in the East Palace is obviously first-class.It was just a short shower, but when I returned to the bedroom, the bedroom had already changed a lot: red bed curtains, red quilts, dragon and phoenix candles… It was just like the standard for a wedding night, except for the big red word “happy” on it.

While marveling that he was worthy of being a well-trained top housekeeper in ancient times, An Ran was held up by An Xiaoyu and carried to the bed before he could appreciate it carefully.

The light of the candle turned red after passing through the red bed curtain, and two clusters of red light spots lit up in An Xiaoyu’s dark pupils, like two torches in the deep night.

“Of course, can you really accept it?” The relative was so fascinated and unable to contain his emotions that An Xiaoyu suppressed his desire again and asked in a low voice.

“Stupid fish who doesn’t understand amorous feelings.” An Ran was forced to pull away from his turbulent soul, muttered a curse, opened his confused eyes, looked straight at An Xiaoyu, smiled slightly and said: “If you don’t do it, get out.”

An Xiaoyu looked stunned, as if he was thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

An Ran really wanted to kick him out of bed at this moment, but today he was so lustful that he was especially fond of this pitiful mermaid.

If you kick someone out of bed, he will be the first to be broken.

“Lu Qian~ Lu Qian~” An Ran touched An Xiaoyu’s cheek with one hand, looked at him affectionately, and said slowly: “If you don’t know how… then how about I do it?”

An Xiaoyu didn’t give An Ran a second chance to question.

Enron was not given a chance to stop.

However, Enron has no intention of stopping.

He met all An Xiaoyu’s requirements, accepted all his desires, took over all his fears, and did his best to appease his anxiety.

“Of course, don’t leave me.” An Xiaoyu murmured at the corner of An Ran’s lips, but without waiting for An Ran’s reply, he quickly sealed his mouth with a deep kiss.

“An Xiaoyu, Lu Qian, you are my only love.” Finally, An Ran whispered in An Xiaoyu’s ear, “I promise, I will do my best to stay.”

An Ran couldn’t get out of bed the next day and ate three meals a day in bed.An Ran suddenly had an illusion: he was not a newlywed, but a confinement woman after giving birth.

I don’t know where An Xiaoyu saw the “tutorial” and firmly decided that he should stay in bed.Well, although he is…somewhat uncomfortable, it’s not to the point where he can’t get out of bed, right?

What’s more, his hand is not broken, so he doesn’t need to be fed, right?

An Ran looked at the food being fed to her mouth speechlessly, raised her eyes to look at An Xiaoyu in front of her, and said helplessly: “An Xiaoyu, why don’t you go to work?”

An Xiaoyu’s face was full of joy and his eyes were curved as he said, “Grandma gave me a holiday. I don’t have to go to court before I succeed to the throne.”

The late emperor’s decree was for Lu Qian to inherit the throne after his death, and there were still three months left before Lu Qian’s twentieth birthday.An Ran heard from An Xiaoyu a few days ago that the Queen Mother announced the late emperor’s edict in the morning. The next day, she announced that the emperor was ill and moved to the Royal Villa in Luoyang City for rest.It was said that he was recuperating, but he was actually under house arrest by the Queen Mother. During this period, the Crown Prince supervised the country and the Queen Mother listened to the government behind the curtain.

“Of course, we still have three months. After we get married, where do you want to go?” An Xiaoyu handed the fish soup in the spoon to An Ran’s mouth again, “After we get married, we will pick up my parents and Su Su first. I heard that Jiangnan is good, of course, how about we go to Jiangnan? I heard that Jiangnan has good scenery and a lot of delicious food…”

It was the first time An Ran saw An Xiaoyu say so many words at once. His eyes softened a bit and he said, “We’re not going anywhere. We’ll just go home and live there for three months. How about that?”

An Xiaoyu was startled, then smiled and said, “Okay.”

An Ran didn’t leave the room all day.

But An Ran wanted to go out. After all, there were no computers, TVs, or mobile phones here. Even the books were written in traditional Chinese characters with no punctuation. It gave him a headache just looking at them, so he didn’t want to open them.

Lying in bed when you are not sleepy is also a kind of torture, especially when you have an idea and can’t go out, it is even more torture.An Ran repeatedly stated that there was nothing wrong with her body!You can get out of bed!You can go out!But An Xiaoyu insisted on his opinion, closed his ears and refused to listen, and insisted on pulling An Ran to lie on the bed.

An Ran gave up the fight completely and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling with dull eyes and boredom.

“Let me read to you.” An Xiaoyu said with a smile as he lay on his side and propped his head up while looking at An Ran.

“Don’t listen.” An Ran didn’t blink, still looking at the sky.”I want to go out to play.” An Ran turned over with a huge movement, looked at An Xiaoyu angrily, and reiterated: “An Xiaoyu! I want to go out to play!!”

An Xiaoyu felt aggrieved and said with a suppressed expression, “But I want to play with you on the bed.”

“…”

An Ran had nothing to say, so he turned over again and expressed his strong dissatisfaction with his thin back.

An Xiaoyu pretended not to understand, and took the initiative to approach An Ran attentively. He put his arms around An Ran’s waist and whispered tenderly: “Of course, do you still remember what you said last night?”

An Ran said angrily: “I haven’t lost my memory.”

“Then say it again.”

“If you don’t do it, get out.”

“…That’s not the sentence.”

“No, I’ll do it.”

“…That’s not the case either.”

“Not there.”

“…….No.”

“Not here either.”

“…….No.”

“No biting allowed.”

“….No…”

An Xiaoyu’s tone had gradually changed from the initial expectation to disappointment, and An Ran, who had played a prank, felt very comfortable. He turned over and looked at An Xiaoyu with a smile. He looked into An Xiaoyu’s eyes and said seriously: “Lu Qian, An Xiaoyu, you are my only love.”

The corners of An Xiaoyu’s mouth rose again, his eyes stared at An Ran, and he nodded quickly: “Yeah, there is one more thing.”

A pause flashed by, and An Ran continued with a smile: “I promise, I will try my best to stay.”

A smile filled An Xiaoyu’s eyes. An Xiaoyu lowered his head and kissed An Ran’s eyes, saying warmly: “You can’t lie to me. However, I won’t be able to live without you.”

An Ran closed her eyes, carefully feeling the warm love coming from her eyelids, and softly said “hmm” without opening her mouth.

The next day, An Ran finally regained his freedom.It was not common for An Xiaoyu to be around An Ran all day like yesterday. Although the Queen Mother gave An Xiaoyu a day off, it didn’t mean that An Xiaoyu didn’t have to do anything. Especially after the late emperor’s last edict and the emperor’s recovery from illness were made public, the East Palace became even busier. Memorials from officials were first sent to the cabinet, then sent from the cabinet to the East Palace, and finally presented to the Queen Mother.

Therefore, An Xiaoyu was even busier than before, spending half of the day in Zhan’s Mansion discussing matters with officials.In terms of political affairs, An Ran couldn’t help. He tried not to disturb An Xiaoyu when he was discussing matters, and rarely asked about political affairs.Occasionally, An Xiaoyu would talk to him about the affairs of the government and the public, and An Ran would try not to express any opinions.

Regardless of whether the decision is correct or not, this is a matter for the Kingdom of Jin and a decision that can only be made by the people of the Kingdom of Jin.An Ran kept reminding himself not to disrupt the pace of the Kingdom of Jin and not to interfere with the destiny of the Kingdom of Jin.

While An Xiaoyu was away, An Ran went to Wutong Garden alone.There are many sycamore trees planted in Wutong Garden, which is full of greenery in the midsummer month.The boy in red the day before yesterday had changed into a light blue tunic. His hair was covered with silver needles and he was sitting obediently at the stone table in the courtyard. The lush sycamore branches and leaves above his head were swaying in the wind, and the sunlight shed tiny spots of light through the branches and leaves.

The young man remained motionless, staring blankly at the opposite side.Anshun sat opposite the young man and glanced at Anran as soon as he stepped into the courtyard.

An Ran noticed something subtle from that glance.Anshun didn’t get up or speak, he just kept looking at him with deep eyes.

It seems that Anshun also knows, Anran thought silently, without stopping, walked straight to the other side of the courtyard.

Anmai was squatting in front of a stove in the courtyard, swinging the cattail leaf fan from side to side and gently fanning the wind. The bitter smell of the soup floated out from the amphora on the stove and filled the entire courtyard with the wind.

“Is it for that little boy?” An Ran asked, squatting next to An Mai and looking at the green flames in the stove.

An Mai gently shook the cattail leaf fan and said with a smile: “Mianmian named him An Shengsheng.”

“Which student?”

“Life after life, life after life.”

The first thing An Ran thought of was the sound of a sound, and then she realized that it might be talking about growing things.

“It seems that you have reconciled.” An Ran smiled.

Anmai did not answer, but simply said: “We also told him your origin.”

Just as he had just guessed, An Ran nodded and said nothing.

Anmai continued to shake the cattail leaf fan, unhurriedly and at the same frequency, and the bitter smell in the courtyard became stronger.An Ran squatted on the ground, her legs were starting to feel numb, so she stood up, looked down at An Mai and said, “I’m going back.”

An Mai then raised his head to look at An Ran, his expression as gentle as ever, and softly called out: “An Ran.”

An Ran remained motionless, waiting for her to finish.

After a while, An Mai spoke again: “Lele doesn’t know how to deceive or pretend. He won’t say his name is An Ran. If others keep calling him An Ran, he will cry, make trouble, and lose his temper.”

An Ran lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Anmai still whispered softly: “Lele is very timid. If he really wakes up and finds himself alone, he will be scared, cry, and look for us everywhere. He will say a lot of things that others cannot understand. There, he is not a fool, he is a madman. However, time only works for adults, he is a child. Time will not let him grow up, nor will it let him forget who he is.”

Anmai’s eyes fell on the stove again, and he said softly: “Mianmian and Tutu both think that it is fine as long as Lele is alive no matter where they are, but I think it is best for him to die in that sea. At least, until the moment he disappears, he will be in the world he is familiar with.”

The medicine jar was full of heat like a trapped beast, panicking and crashing into the hard porcelain jar, tirelessly, getting more frustrated and courageous. Finally, the tightly fitted porcelain lid could not withstand this reckless force. It seemed to be blown into the air by the strong wind, and separated from the porcelain body, revealing a narrow gap.

Heat surged out from the cracks.

An Ran moved her throat. After a long time, her voice was dry and she said: “I…”

“This has nothing to do with you.” An Mai interrupted slowly, turning his head to look at the blank-faced, dazed young man under the sycamore tree, his eyes gentle:

“It’s just God’s will that plays tricks on people, and God doesn’t love them.”

The wind blows the leaves, and the sun’s rays fall into the young man’s eyes. As the branches and leaves sway, they dance in the young man’s eyes, seeming to highlight the young man in the painting.

After a long silence, An Ran’s Adam’s apple rolled and he said in a low voice: “Can I ask you a favor?”