The Young Master Who Needed a Wedding to Ward Off Misfortune (04)

After saying this, Xue Ci looked dejected and said, "But I'm weak, so I guess it won't be easy for me to find a husband."

Qin Wuzhen silently supported Xue Ci's head, then leaned over and placed a soft cushion behind his waist before slowly letting go. "It won't."

Xue Ci tilted her head back and comfortably squinted her eyes.

As if forgetting what he had just said, he gave a soft, puzzled hum.

The sound escaped softly from the throat, gentle and soothing, like a feather tickling the ear.

Qin Wuzhen suppressed the strange thought, "If you're looking for a husband, he will definitely treat you well."

Xue Ci blinked, then, as if remembering something, a smile curved her lips, "I think so too."

His voice was soft, and a hint of shyness lingered between his brows, yet his tone remained firm. "It seems everyone likes me quite a bit."

Qin Wuzhen smiled.

A beautiful and kind-hearted little bodhisattva is naturally pleasing to everyone.

Seeing that Xue Ci's cheeks were rosy and her complexion was much better than a few days ago, he was completely relieved.

"Your body has recovered to about 90%. Now you just need to rest and recover." Slowly removing the silver needles, Qin Wuzhen took out a box of ointment from his medicine chest. "Remember to apply this to the acupuncture sites twice a day. Don't neglect it."

Xue Ci repeatedly, but it seemed perfunctory.

Knowing that he was lazy, Qin Wuzhen went out of the house and handed the ointment to Madam Liu.

Having cared for Xue Ci for many years, Madam Liu had become a semi-doctor. Upon seeing the box in Qin Wuzhen's hand, engraved with exotic patterns, she knew it was a tribute medicine from the Western Regions.

"This thing is extremely valuable!"

She had only seen it once in all her life, during her trip to the capital. She had heard it was a medicine used only by soldiers to treat broken bones.

Madam Liu looked up to see what Qin Wuzhen meant.

Qin Wuzhen placed the medicine on the table. "It's useless for me to keep it here. Please apply it to the acupuncture points on Xue Ci's hand, twice a day."

Madam Liu was surprised.

Is this how it's used?

Of course, she felt even more sorry for Xue Ci, so she thanked her a few times and took the package inside.

Qin Wuzhen picked up his medicine box and walked to the door, forgetting to greet Xue Ci. Turning around and walking near the inner room, he overheard the conversation between the mother and son.

inside the house.

When Madam Liu learned that Xue Ci had agreed to marry a man, she was surprised for a moment but then accepted it.

Cloud Maple Town has an open-minded culture, and in recent years, quite a few people have married men. She now only hopes the child is healthy; whether the father is a boy or a girl is no longer important.

Removing the ointment box, Madam Liu gently pressed Xue Ci's arm. "A man is fine too. Tell your mother, what kind would you like to find?"

With the wedding scene approaching, Xue Ci, worried they wouldn't recognize the protagonist, hinted, "Hmm... the kind that looks tall, strong, and powerful."

"The skin shouldn't be too pale."

Madam Liu smiled and said, "Xiao Ci likes this style; tall and strong is good too."

They'll treat it as raising another man, so Xiao Ci will have someone to keep her company.

"Then I'll help you look carefully!"

"You should look for it closer to home," Xue Ci reminded her, then smelled the cool scent of the ointment.

This ointment isn't greasy, and the smell doesn't make me dizzy.

He looked outside. "Has Brother Zimu already left?"

Madam Liu: "Yes, after Doctor Qin handed me the ointment, he took his medicine box and left. Xiao Ci, this ointment is very precious. Even if you're not in pain, we should apply more of it every day."

Xue Ci obediently and stopped paying attention to what was happening outside.

Through the wooden door.

Qin Wuzhen stood there, head bowed, lost in thought.

A servant nearby noticed this and went over. "Doctor Qin? Is there anything else?"

Qin Wuzhen looked up. "Nothing."

After the man left, the servant breathed a sigh of relief—the expression on Doctor Qin's face just now was truly frightening, almost freezing him to death.

*

Qin Wuzhen had been busy at the pharmacy for two days. On the afternoon of the third day, a servant came to call him, "Young Master, the Second Madam wants you to go back. She says she has something to discuss with you."

Qin Wuzhen didn't look up. "Tell her I'm busy and I'll go home tonight."

The servant was perplexed. "I see the matchmaker has arrived; it's probably about a marriage."

Are we going to set him up with another match?

Qin Wuzhen's expression turned cold.

The servants stood by, too terrified to even breathe.

Fortunately, Qin Wuzhen simply put down the medicinal herbs in his hand and said, "I'll go back with you."

The Qin Family was, after all, an official family. Although their house looked simple on the outside, it was fresh and elegant once you opened the door.

Qin Wuzhen strode into the hall where he was to meet the guests and glanced at the matchmaker.

There are dozens of matchmakers in Cloud Maple Town, and he had just met this one at the Song Family not long ago.

He bent down to greet the other person. Seeing his dignified appearance, the matchmaker immediately asked Zhao Shu, who was standing nearby, "And who is this young master?"

Second Madam Zhao Shu introduced, "This is my eldest son, who is not yet married."

The matchmaker was full of praise, "Could you please show us our birth dates and times? Maybe we can find a suitable girl for us."

Zhao Shu had been urging them to get married for two or three years, and upon hearing this, she immediately said, "That's wonderful! I'll give you the birth details later."

"Second Aunt, what brings you back?" Qin Wuzhen's tone was normal, but a closer listen revealed a hint of impatience.

Zhao Shu introduced him, "This is Sun Niang, she specializes in arranging marriages."

Qin Wuzhen gave a blank "hmm".

Just as he was about to refuse, he heard Zhao Shu continue, "She's here to act as a matchmaker for Qin Zhuo."

Qin Wuzhen paused.

Zhao Shu gave her maid a wink, and the maid left the hall with the matchmaker. Only Zhao Shu and Qin Wuzhen remained in the room.

Zhao Shu lowered her voice. "He's here to act as a matchmaker for the Song Family. You know Song Jushan, right?"

Qin Wuzhen's eyelids twitched.

Zhao Shu: "You should know him, right? His young master, what's his name... Xue..."

Qin Wuzhen interrupted her, "Song Xueci."

Zhao Shu was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant. "His family must have asked you to treat his illness. That young master is frail and sickly; he gets out of breath after walking just a few steps. His family asked someone to arrange a marriage for him."

To put it nicely, it's matchmaking; in reality, it's a way to bring good luck. Everyone knows this. Seeing Qin Wuzhen standing there without saying a word, Zhao Shu continued, "I called you here to discuss this matter. The matchmaker somehow found out Qin Zhuo's birth date and time, saying that he and Young Master Song are very compatible, so he came to act as a matchmaker on behalf of the Song Family."

Qin Wuzhen's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

Zhao Shu noticed his displeasure and assumed he didn't want Qin Zhuo to marry a man. She whispered, "Do you know how much the Song Family will give as a dowry? It's perfect that Qin Zhuo doesn't know anything. If he marries into the family, we won't have to support one more person."

She was about to say something more, but seeing the chilling look on Qin Wuzhen's face, she dared not continue.

Qin Wuzhen in his actions, and Qin Zhuo was his savior, so naturally he wouldn't let Qin Zhuo be sold off so easily to someone for a marriage of convenience.

She waited for Qin Wuzhen to ask the question, and mentally prepared her response.

However, unexpectedly...

Qin Wuzhen's first question was, "What about Young Master Song?"

Zhao Shu paused, "What?"

"Does he even know who he's going to marry? Has he even met Qin Zhuo?"

Zhao Shu was taken aback by his question and was momentarily speechless.

After a moment of silence, she considered her words carefully. "He can't find a woman to marry. The matchmaker said that within a hundred miles, Qin Zhuo is the most compatible according to their birth dates."

Qin Wuzhen had never found her speech so irritating. His expression was already showing some anger. Just as he was about to speak, Qin Zhuo suddenly appeared outside the house.

"Second Aunt, Eldest Brother, I will not marry!"

The two looked over at the same time. Zhao Shu saw that Qin Zhuo, who was usually submissive, was now standing there with a tall and strong body, a handsome but cold face, and a look of disgust on his face, which was really frightening.

She instinctively stepped back, and said fiercely, "What do you mean by 'marrying a wife'? You're the one going to someone else's house!"

Qin Zhuo didn't understand these things very well, but he firmly stated that he would not marry and refused to even see a matchmaker, resisting Zhao Shu for several days.

Zhao Shu was furious with him, but dared not do anything to him, so she punished him by making him do chores.

Qin Zhuo usually did the work of a servant, yet he always had a composed expression.

Seeing that a large dowry was about to fall through, Zhao Shu immediately advised Qin Wuzhen, "Go ask him why he refuses? He always listens to you. Ask him why. What kind of audacity has he gotten?"

Qin Wuzhen: "Did you tell him he was a man?"

"He doesn't even know whose family they are, how would he know if the other person is male or female?" Zhao Shu thought for a moment, "If he asks you about it, don't mention who the other person is."

Qin Wuzhen frowned. "Leaving aside whether Qin Zhuo is willing or not, the Song Family is certainly not willing to let this go after all this time. Let's stop here. Second Aunt, you don't need to bring this up anymore."

Unable to win an argument, Zhao Shu tried to pressure him by using her status as an elder, and when that didn't work, she started talking about her deceased grandfather in the room.

"Even if Qin Zhuo's marriage falls through this time, what about next time? Is he going to never marry? Stay in this courtyard for the rest of his life? Are we going to support him for the rest of his life? If you get married and have children in the future, who will support him?"

The room was filled with her mournful voice.

Qin Wuzhen quickly interrupted, "I'll go ask him, but this marriage is off. The Song Family hasn't sent a matchmaker these past few days, so they probably don't want to continue."

Zhao Shu then stopped, feigning to wipe away her tears: "That young master Song—"

She had barely uttered those words when Qin Wuzhen gave her a cold look, as if she had committed some taboo.

Startled, he immediately shut up, muttering under his breath, "Stubborn fool."

Qin Wuzhen walked through the east wing corridor and arrived at Qin Zhuo's room. The door was not closed, and the other person was sitting at the table counting the silver in a wooden box.

"You're going to move out?"

As he spoke, he stepped into the house.

Qin Zhuo was initially on guard, but upon seeing Qin Wuzhen, he released the wooden box.

"Brother, I'm not moving out; I need it for something else."

Qin Wuzhen: "Isn't this what you saved up for when you get married?"

Qin Zhuo hadn't slept well these past few days; his eyes were dark and swollen. He lowered his head and said, "Big brother, could you tell Second Mother that I'm never going to get married in this lifetime?"

"I'm going to spend all of this money!"

Qin Wuzhen glanced at his silver notes and loose change. "How old are you? You're already saying you'll never get married. If you meet someone you like in the future, that money will still come in handy."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhuo's ears suddenly turned red, and he touched the wooden box, looking rather awkward.

Qin Wuzhen sensed something. "You already have someone you like?"

Qin Zhuo's eyes darted around, and after stammering for a while, he said, "Big brother, I'll only tell you."

"Don't tell him, I'm afraid he'll hate me."

The words were a bit convoluted, but Qin Wuzhen understood—he also knew the person Qin Zhuo liked.

My eyelids twitched slightly, and certain scenes from the past suddenly surfaced in my mind.

This strange feeling sparked a thought in Qin Wuzhen.

Could it be...?

"I really like Song Xueci." Qin Zhuo scratched her hair, revealing a shy look that seemed out of place with her physique. "Next time you go to his house, could you ask him what sizes of clothes he makes?"

Qin Wuzhen's breathing became numb, as if he couldn't react. After a long while, he finally heard his own voice. "This money is all for him?"

Qin Zhuo, oblivious to Qin Wuzhen's odd behavior, immediately nodded. "After I finish making it, brother, just say it's a gift from you."

Qin Wuzhen: "... Why?"

Qin Zhuo lowered his head, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "I saw that Xue Ci and my older brother have a very good relationship. If it were you who gave it to him, he would definitely have accepted it."

Qin Wuzhen remained silent for a long time, and when he stood up, half of his arm was numb.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qin Zhuo hurriedly reminded him, "Big brother, remember to tell Second Aunt!"

Qin Wuzhen felt a burning sensation in his throat, and only hummed in response before leaving.

He didn't sleep a wink all night, tossing and turning over one thought—why not just tell Qin Zhuo that the other person was Song Xueci?

Qin Zhuo clearly likes Xue Ci, and Xue Ci also likes tall, strong, dark-skinned men.

Their birth charts are also a good match.

He should have said it, so that everything would fall into place and they would be of one mind.

But why did he hide it? Why would he do that? Was it because Xue Ci and Qin Zhuo weren't a good match?

In an instant, Qin Wuzhen seemed to have figured it out.

Xue Ci is so sickly, she should be cared for by a careful and steady person.

Moreover, they should also be unable to have sexual intercourse.

Qin Zhuo was also at the age of youthful vigor and vitality.

If they were to truly get married... In the hazy mist, Qin Wuzhen could picture was a slender waist and beautiful, tear-filled eyes.

A flat, fair belly.

His breathing stopped, and he immediately suppressed the thought.

However, those eyes still appeared in my dream.

Shaking all night.

I cried all night.

The next morning, Qin Wuzhen coldly changed his clothes, washed up, and went to the east wing. He was greeted by Qin Zhuo excitedly calling out, "Big brother! Why didn't you tell me yesterday that the other woman was Xue Ci?!"

Qin Wuzhen's already cold face froze completely.

Breathing has stopped.

For the first time, he didn't know how to answer.

Qin Zhuo strode over, radiating warmth. His handsome brows relaxed, and he chuckled foolishly twice before saying, "But you probably don't know this, brother, but the matchmaker came today, saying it was the young master of the Song Family. That's how I found out it was Xue Ci!"

He excitedly scratched his head, blood rushing to his face, veins bulging with excitement.

Qin Wuzhen stood there, silent for a long while. "What did you say?"

Qin Zhuo cleared his throat. "Of course I'd say yes!"

Qin Wuzhen: "What did the Song Family say?"

He didn't mention Xue Ci's name.

Qin Zhuo's eyes shone brightly as he tugged at Qin Wuzhen's sleeve. "Big brother! I... I... I didn't expect it! Xue Ci was actually willing too."

Perhaps because he hadn't slept well the night before, Qin Wuzhen's mind began to wander.

Steadying his swaying body, he asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Is the matchmaker still here?"

Qin Zhuo: "She's still here! She's talking to Second Madam."

Qin Wuzhen didn't say a word, and stepped forward.

Qin Zhuo followed behind.

He stared at Qin Wuzhen's figure.

Why doesn't my brother look very happy?

Maybe I didn't sleep well last night.

He just noticed that his older brother had dark circles under his eyes.

It looks like someone pressed their face against it all night.

*

"Young Master Song is looking for someone tall, strong, and with darker skin. I think this second young master is a perfect match." The matchmaker glanced at Qin Zhuo, who had been wearing a silly grin on his face since earlier.

"Look, he's honest and straightforward, with no ulterior motives."

"Young Master Song was spoiled since childhood and has a kind heart. The Song Family is afraid that he will be deceived by bad people, so what they want most is an honest person."

Qin Zhuo nodded immediately. "I'm very well-behaved."

Zhao Shu gave him a disdainful look, then looked at Qin Wuzhen.

Qin Wuzhen hadn't spoken for a long time. He sat there with a cold expression, his fingers tapping on the table every now and then.

Zhao Shu gave the matchmaker a wink, and the matchmaker, understanding, immediately said, "The Song Family is in a hurry to get married, so the betrothal gifts are not a problem. What do you think you should say—"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Wuzhen coldly interrupted him, "Let's not talk about that for now."

The man glanced at Qin Zhuo and said to the matchmaker, "Could you please ask the Song Family when they are free? I will bring Qin Zhuo to pay them a visit."

Upon hearing that the deal was done, the matchmaker nodded repeatedly.

Apart from Qin Wuzhen, everyone else present couldn't hide their smiles.

He was lost in thought when he heard Zhao Shu give her birth date and time to the matchmaker. He didn't bother to say anything until the matchmaker took the birth date and time and left, muttering before leaving, "This one is quite compatible too."

*

The Song Family never expected that their search would lead them to the home of Doctor Qin, whom they knew well.

It's just that the person is wrong.

If it were Qin Wuzhen appearance, superb medical skills, and steady demeanor, he would be the perfect fit.

However, Xue Ci likes people with dark skin, so she probably won't like Doctor Qin.

On second thought, Qin Wuzhen was focusing all his energy on the pharmacy, so he probably wouldn't be able to live a good life with Xue Ci.

Looking at it this way, Qin Zhuo seems suitable.

They had heard about Qin Zhuo being hit by a car, but had never met him in person. They imagined him to be a dull and slow-witted man, but when they actually met him, they found that he was much more handsome than they had imagined.

He had a rugged and heroic appearance, wore a long blue robe, and had his hair tied up high.

She is also very well-mannered.

The Song Family couldn't help but think that the rumors were just that—rumors. Qin Zhuo wasn't stupid at all; he was clearly a tall, strong, and honest man!

However, when Xue Ci the house, they finally realized they had been foolish.

His eyes were fixed on Xue Ci, without blinking. When Xue Ci looked at him, he would call out "Young Master" and then stare blankly again.

If it weren't for the heavy-handed look in his eyes, one might mistake him for some lecherous hooligan.

Xue Ci had been anxiously waiting at home for the progress these past few days. Fortunately, after much persuasion and increasing the dowry, she finally managed to trick Qin Zhuo into agreeing to the marriage.

The elders were talking, Xue Ci got tired after standing for a while. Just as she was spacing out, she suddenly heard Qin Wuzhen's voice. "Are you tired of standing?"

Xue Ci was taken aback and looked at the other person.

He whispered, "A little..."

He dared not speak to Qin Wuzhen today.

Xue Ci was familiar with men and could still subtly sense changes in their emotions. For example, today, she noticed Qin Wuzhen was in a bad mood as soon as he entered the room.

Having lived with Qin Zhuo for several years, Qin Wuzhen already considered him his own elder brother and naturally did not want his younger brother to marry into a sickly family to bring good fortune to a man.

This ruined Qin Zhuo's life, which should have been filled with marriage and children.

However, he could not go against Qin Zhuo's wishes.

Huh?

Why did Qin Zhuo agree?

Xue Ci couldn't help but look at Qin Zhuo.

The result was that it connected to the other person's eyes.

Was this person... staring at him the whole time?

Seeing the two gazing at each other, Madam Liu assumed they were mutually attracted and in love. Seeing that Xue Ci had finally found someone she liked, and that he wasn't as naive as they had imagined, she happily said, "Xiao Ci, why don't you take Second Young Master Qin for a stroll in the backyard? Don't you have many flowers there?"

Xue Ci was also looking for a way to ask why the other party had agreed, "Mother, then I'll go."

The young man's figure swept past the crowd, and Qin Zhuo quickly followed, his tall back completely obscuring Xue Ci.

At the same time, it also blocked Qin Wuzhen's view.

*

Throughout the journey, Xue Ci could feel Qin Zhuo obediently following behind her.

Arriving at a corner of the backyard, he turned around, but before he could say anything, Qin Zhuo rushed up to him in a hurry.

Realizing his body was about to press against hers, the man immediately stepped back, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and opened it to find a considerable amount of silver notes, loose change, and other odds and ends inside.

Xue Ci in confusion, "What is this?"

Qin Zhuo: "The money for my wife."

Xue Ci: "..."

Why, why are you suddenly calling me "wife"?

However, considering they were getting married soon, Xue Ci didn't correct him. "You want it all for me?"

Qin Zhuo nodded emphatically. "After we get married, all my money will be yours."

He seemed to remember something, and a look of shame crossed his face. "But I haven't earned much money yet. I'll work hard to earn more money in the future."

These banknotes all have old marks, and they look like they've been accumulated in large quantities.

Thinking of the protagonist's background, Xue Ci couldn't bear it. "You can keep the flowers for yourself."

But Qin Zhuo that he wasn't taking the money, she immediately looked disappointed.

Xue Ci took out a piece of silver from inside. "Give me the rest when we get married."

*

Xue Ci knows how to soothe a dog.

After leaving the Song Family, Qin Zhuo's mouth was constantly wide open in a grin the entire way.

Qin Wuzhen glanced at the flowers in his hand. "What's this?"

Qin Zhuo placed it in front of him. "My wife gave this to me! Brother, the flowers my wife planted are all so beautiful."

Qin Wuzhen silent.

He was staring at the ground, seemingly looking at nothing in particular.

And so the marriage was arranged.

Perhaps seeing that Xue Ci's health was improving after the engagement, the Song Family was pleased and immediately sent betrothal gifts to the Qin Family.

Second Aunt wasn't well-off, and seeing so much money all at once, she was delighted and wanted to accept it.

However, Qin Wuzhen quickly withheld these betrothal gifts.

He gave the same betrothal gifts, and instructed Qin Zhuo to take two sets to the Song Family on their wedding day.

Qin Wuzhen has done a lot of free medical consultations over the years, and the money he earned from the pharmacy wasn't much; he's saved almost all of it.

Qin Zhuo looked dejected. "My brother gave me all his money, how am I supposed to get married now?"

Qin Wuzhen had been quiet lately, but this time he finally took the initiative to ask, "Tell me, do you truly love Xue Ci? Will you always feel the same way?"

Why did my older brother suddenly ask this?

However, this was one of the few questions Qin Zhuo could answer.

"If I don't treat my wife well, elder brother, you can break my legs yourself."

Qin Wuzhen's tense face suddenly relaxed, and he smiled, "That's not necessary, I'll go shopping with you."

With the wedding date fast approaching and preparations in a tight schedule, Qin Wuzhen put in a lot of effort, only able to spend half a day at the pharmacy before having to leave again.

finally--

The wedding day has arrived.

Marriages between men are still not accepted by some traditional families, and no ceremony is held; instead, the two families gather together for a banquet.

The Song Family has many relatives, so even without inviting others, they still set up seven or eight tables.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and lively conversation, Qin Wuzhen did not touch a drop of alcohol.

Someone said, "The groom has arrived!"

Qin Wuzhen followed his gaze.

Qin Zhuo was dressed in wedding attire today, his hair neatly tied up with a headdress, his eyebrows sharp and his eyes bright, his posture upright.

And behind him—

Dressed in a red robe, he was much smaller than Qin Zhuo. The festive red color made the young man's skin appear even whiter than snow, and his cheeks looked radiant, whether from the red or his natural skin color.

He looked radiant.

It makes every inch of skin and every strand of hair look beautiful.

Qin Wuzhen looked away, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

He watched as the two bowed to heaven and earth, and then to their parents.

Then.

Bowing to each other.

After the wedding ceremony, the groom had to drink with the guests. There were many relatives from the Song Family, Xue Ci, who hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, felt dizzy from the smell of the banquet.

Fortunately, everyone knew about Xue Ci's health condition, so the task of toasting was left to Qin Zhuo alone.

Qin Zhuo smiled broadly, and in his wedding attire, he looked exceptionally handsome, without a trace of foolishness.

That doesn't disgrace the Song Family.

Everyone offered their blessings and drank.

It was Qin Wuzhen's turn.

He doesn't get tipsy when he drinks, and his face looks the same as usual, but his eyes are already unfocused.

He gets dizzy looking at everything; he can only feel dizzy from smell.

Xue Ci felt Qin Wuzhen's head rub against his stomach.

He was surprised; how could he be so drunk?

Fortunately, it only took a moment, Qin Wuzhen managed to sit up.

The man was holding a wine glass.

Through blurred vision, Xue Ci's face was bathed in a halo of light.

You look beautiful today.

Qin Wuzhen spoke slowly.

Qin Zhuo looked down at Qin Wuzhen: "Big brother, are you drunk?"

Not to mention Qin Wuzhen, everyone in this room was drunk.

Xue Ci gradually lost her strength and tugged at Qin Zhuo.

Qin Zhuo immediately understood what he meant.

Mr. Song came over just in time. "You all go back inside first, you don't need to worry about this."

Qin Zhuo: "Thank you, Father."

His shout came out so naturally that it startled Song's father.

Qin Zhuo, supporting Xue Ci, took a few steps before turning back to remind Song's father, "By the way, Dad, if my older brother gets drunk, you need to pour water on him to sober him up!"

*

Xue Ci indeed running out of energy.

I started feeling sleepy as soon as I got back to the inner room.

The room was decorated entirely in red.

Qin Zhuo didn't even dare mention the nuptial tea ceremony. "Wife, let me help you undress."

Xue Ci raised her arm at him.

He didn't have to do anything; Qin Zhuo helped him take off his coat, shoes, and socks.

Perhaps because of the smell of alcohol, Xue Ci still felt hot, so she took off her underpants as well.

Qin Zhuo dared not look and lowered his head.

He swallowed hard.

It smells so good.

My wife smells so good.

But, my lady, have you forgotten about the wedding night?

Xue Ci crawled under the covers, and there was no other sound in the room. She quickly closed her eyes.

Xue Ci was awakened by very heavy breathing.

He found it noisy and impatiently slapped Qin Zhuo.

I don't know where the blow landed, but his breathing became heavier, even labored.

Xue Ci couldn't sleep.

He turned around.

His hot breath hit his face directly.

He flinched as he was burned.

But Qin Zhuo's breathing didn't sound normal at all.

Xue Ci asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

In the darkness, Qin Zhuo's eyes were bloodshot. "My wife..."

He seemed ashamed to say it aloud, but after a moment, he finally said, "It feels so swollen down there, it's really uncomfortable."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, and Xue Ci couldn't hear him clearly. Thinking he was uncomfortable, she leaned over to touch his forehead.

As a result, my thigh felt like it had been burned by a red-hot iron rod.

Startled, Xue Ci finally realized what was happening.

But they are still quite far away.

How did we end up running into each other...?

As if realizing something, Xue Ci pulled her legs back in fright.

Soon, he heard Qin Zhuo let out a muffled groan.

The next second--

Something scalding hot was sprayed onto her soft, white thighs.

Intermittent.

It lasted for a long time.

Author's Note:

Xiao Ci got burned.

Big XX all earned their positions through intelligence.