Chapter 1143

First Volume, Chapter 1143: Dong Fang Hua Zhu

After escorting Jing Qianying into the Dong Fang, Qin Feng followed the same procedure and brought Li Xiaolan in as well.

As expected, she was carried in too.

After bowing to Heaven and Earth, the moment Qin Feng had been most eager for finally arrived—he thought he could finally act with ease, but was promptly dragged away by Liu Hongyan by the ear.

The time for the Dong Fang had not yet come; as the groom, Qin Feng still had to accompany guests and toast them.

Qin Feng felt so suffocated he wished he could die—this wedding, which had drawn the attention of the entire Liang Jingdu, felt to him, accustomed to a life of leisure and freedom, like a torture.

Yet, thinking of the three beautiful brides waiting for him, Qin Feng mustered his resolve once more.

After barely enduring until the Dong Fang Hua Zhu, he had not even time to rejoice before Shen Qingci grabbed him again.

He was then kicked straight to Xie Yun'er's door.

Qin Feng was about to protest, but Shen Qingci glared him into silence.

"Xiaolan and Qian Ying are pregnant—you must not act rashly. Follow the order of entry and simply go through the motions."

Though Qin Feng was deeply annoyed, Shen Qingci was right: the two Imperial Consorts were now high-priority protected individuals, and not a single misstep could be allowed.

After performing the marital rites with Li Xiaolan and Jing Qianying, Qin Feng, under the Surveillance of Shen Qingci and Liu Hongyan, headed straight for Xie Yun'er's room.

The moment he pushed open the door, everything before his eyes seemed bathed in a dreamlike crimson glow.

Xie Yun'er sat beside the bed, wearing the Bridal Veil.

Her two small hands were clenched tightly into fists, sitting there nervously and timidly.

Qin Feng was already desperate, but mindful that marriage was far too important for a woman, he forced himself to be patient and approached the bed.

He took a deep breath, grasped the two edges of the Bridal Veil, and gently lifted it.

As the exquisite face of a Celestial Immortal appeared before him, Qin Feng's mouth went instantly dry; he seized Xie Yun'er's small hand, ecstatic.

"Yun'er, let's sleep?"

Xie Yun'er, full of anticipation, froze at these words; her already flushed face turned crimson as blood.

This…

Was this the first thing Qin Feng said to her upon seeing her?!

Xie Yun'er was instantly both ashamed and furious; she yanked her hand back and kicked Qin Feng squarely on the shin, making him grimace in pain.

"You're terrible! I've been waiting here for you so long, and the moment you see me, all you think about is sleeping?"

"Don't you have anything else you want to say to me?"

Qin Feng sighed inwardly: on a Dong Fang Hua Zhu night, why waste time chatting about life instead of sleeping?

What nonsense!

This extravagant, wasteful wedding was for the sake of sleeping!

But even if he had a hundred times the courage, Qin Feng dared not voice this thought—he immediately plastered on a smile.

"Yun'er, you don't understand, do you?"

"My desire to sleep with you is the most sincere, the purest thought."

"Precisely because I love you, I'm so straightforward—you must understand me."

Xie Yun'er sniffed disdainfully: "Pah! Shameless."

"I had so many things I wanted to say, and you've ruined it all."

"Sleep! Sleep! All you ever think about is sleep! When you left Beijing, you were gone for over half a year—and not a single letter!"

"Now that we've finally reunited, all you want is to sleep with me—you're a shameless rake."

Facing Xie Yun'er's torrent of scolding, Qin Feng merely rubbed his nose and stayed silent.

After all, Xie Yun'er had guarded Beijing alone—she had been deeply wronged, and naturally had reason to be angry.

Unbeknownst to him, at this moment Xie Yun'er wished she could strangle Qin Feng.

Before Qin Feng arrived, she had sat alone in the wedding chamber, her heart in turmoil.

She had never been a composed, elegant, or patient person.

She had wanted to tear off the Bridal Veil and run out to join the festivities.

But for Qin Feng, she had endured her discomfort, sitting obediently beside the bed, determined to give him the most perfect impression.

And what happened?

This man, the moment he walked in, was a total buzzkill.

Xie Yun'er's composure shattered instantly; had it not been their wedding night, she would have beaten Qin Feng senseless on the bed.

"You… you have two other wives! Go to them! Don't come to my bed tonight!"

Seeing Xie Yun'er's puffed-up anger, Qin Feng finally softened; he stepped behind her and wrapped his arms tightly around her slender body.

As expected, Xie Yun'er struggled violently.

But Qin Feng refused to let go, holding her firmly while whispering apologies into her ear.

"Yun'er, I'm sorry."

"You've suffered through this time—I know you've spent every day and night imagining this wedding day."

"Now that your longing has finally been answered, I've ruined the mood."

"But… when I was in Di, I thought of you constantly. Sorry—I'm a man, and my thoughts are too simple…"

"I foolishly believed that the most direct way to express my longing upon reuniting with you would be to hold you and kiss you…"

Hearing this, Xie Yun'er's anger vanished instantly.

Instead, she felt a pang of pity.

She silently scolded herself: how could she forget that Qin Feng, too, had endured the pain of separation?

Xie Yun'er took a deep breath and sighed inwardly: she should not have been so self-centered—she should have understood Qin Feng's helplessness and bitterness too.

Thinking of this, she gently patted Qin Feng's handback.

As Qin Feng loosened his arm slightly, she gathered Courage, slowly turned, and looked at Qin Feng.

Since her entire body was fully held in Qin Feng's arms, this close proximity made the warmth of his breath cause Xie Yun'er's heart to quicken in waves.

Her cheeks flushed red again, but this time she did not evade.

"Husband, I'm sorry… I was too willful."

"From now on, I will slowly change—please give me another chance, alright?"

Seeing Xie Yun'er shed her spoiled demeanor and become tender and delicate, Qin Feng's throat grew dry again.

"No problem—your husband forgives you."

"Then, shall we sleep?"

Just a moment ago, Qin Feng had been gloomy and despondent, wearing an air of lonely self-reproach.

Yet in the next instant, he revealed a lewd and base expression.

Xie Yun'er exploded with anger: "So you're teasing me again, are you?"

"Get out of here!"

Xie Yun'er was about to fly into a rage, but unfortunately, she was entirely held in Qin Feng's arms and could not resist.

Qin Feng naturally would not give Xie Yun'er a chance to rage—he simply tossed her onto the bed.

Damn it, whoever cares, sleep!

"Qin Feng, don't you dare do anything!"

"Hey! I'm really angry now!"

"No… ugh…"

As Qin Feng and Xie Yun'er "struggled" on the bed, two figures stood outside the door, listening intently.

It was Shen Qingci and Liu Hongyan.

Hearing the sounds from inside, the two women exchanged glances, and a flush of color spontaneously rose to their cheeks.