The system asked me to chase his wife

After the wedding ceremony, the bride will naturally be sent to the bridal chamber.

There were only a few people coming to watch the ceremony, so naturally there was no bridal chamber prank.

However, it was not so easy for the newlyweds to enter the bridal chamber directly. Qiao Yuandong and Xia Mang were dragged to the front hall by the crowd with laughter. They took turns to get drunk once and then were sent back.

When entering the bridal chamber, Xia Mang was drunk. In fact, she only drank a few glasses in total, and Qiao Yuandong blocked for her several times.

But there was no way, her original body had a poor alcohol tolerance, and she felt dizzy even when walking.

If it weren't for Qiao Yuandong holding on, Xia Mang wouldn't even be able to reach the edge of the bed.

Lying on the wedding bed with red curtains, Xia Mang felt it was extremely unreal. As a modern person, she actually married a woman in ancient times!

In a trance, Xia Mang felt a pair of hands removing her shoes, socks and outer clothes. Soon, a hot handkerchief was placed on her face, wiping off the powder on her face bit by bit.

Xia Mang opened her eyes hazily, but couldn't see clearly because she was drunk. She stared blankly at the person in front of her and called out, "Dong Niang?"

"Ok?"

"Winter Mother."

"Ah."

Xia Mang blinked her eyes, feeling a little more conscious after being washed. She blinked and looked at Qiao Yuandong who was helping her untie the hairpins and rings, and suddenly changed her tone: "Husband?"

Qiao Yuandong paused, his eyes darkened, and he leaned close to Xia Mang and whispered, "Good Jiaojiao, I'll yell on the bed later."

After combing Xia Mang's hair, Qiao Yuandong was about to get up to pour some water, but someone grabbed his sleeve and pulled him into the tent.

The red curtains closed and a tender voice began to rise.

The wedding candles that burned all night in the room cast a faint glow into the tent, making both of them look blushing.

Qiao Yuandong let go of Xia Mang and gave her some time to catch her breath.

She lovingly smoothed the messy, wet hair on Xia Mang's temples, and looked at the red veil covering the man's eyes, with her eyes also dyed a little red.

"What did you call me?" Qiao Yuandong leaned over and whispered in her ear.

Xia Mang's voice, half crying and half not, sounded so weak and shy: "Husband, husband."

As if greatly pleased by the call, Qiao Yuandong's eyebrows curved, as if spring had suddenly blossomed, "Good wife."

That night, Xia Mang spent it in a daze. She had no recollection of when she fell asleep. She only felt someone wiping her body in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

The extremely gentle movements were accompanied by a faint scent of wood, which made her feel unusually at ease.

She woke up at noon the next day, and in a blink of an eye she met Qiao Yuandong's smiling eyes.

"you're awake."

"Ah."

It was just a very ordinary greeting, but Xia Mang blushed for no reason. Even though she had been with Qiao Yuandong for such a long time, she still couldn't be so calm.

On the other hand, Qiao Yuandong looked normal. Xia Mang almost wondered if his shamelessness had spread to her.
"Let's go, let's go eat."

As Qiao Yuandong helped her up, he was about to put clothes on her, but due to Xia Mang's strong protest, he had to give up regretfully.

After putting on clothes, Qiao Yuandong enthusiastically wanted to help Xia Mang wash and dress, and Xia Mang had no choice but to agree.

Ever since the two of them confirmed their relationship, Qiao Yuandong has been doing this kind of thing every day. Even though they are extremely trivial matters, she enjoys doing them.

Xia Mang looked at her now skillful movements and felt very satisfied.

She thought, this was probably what they called a peaceful life, right?
After getting married, Xia Mang and Qiao Yuandong spent a month in the villa without being disturbed by outsiders, and they were extremely sweet to each other day and night.

Qiao Yuandong would drag Xia Mang out to play almost every day, regardless of day or night, sometimes in the bathtub, sometimes in the greenhouse.

Really, Xia Mang felt that he was about to suffer from kidney deficiency.

A month later, the national mourning period for the crown prince ended, and the capital finally returned to its former bustle and bustle.

Qiao Yuandong took Xia Mang away from the villa and returned to the capital to attend the first banquet in many days.

The Minister of the Central Secretariat, Lord Qiao, is going to marry his daughter. The second legitimate daughter is marrying the eldest legitimate son of the Minister of Works. This is considered a good marriage between two families of equal status.

Families in Beijing came to congratulate one after another, and as a daughter who married out, Qiao Yuandong naturally had to go home to congratulate them.

Ever since she and Xia Mang got married, she had to take him with her wherever she went, so naturally Xia Mang would accompany her this time.

Qiao Yuandong was concerned about the rift between Xia Mang and Mrs. Qiao, so he held her hand to comfort her on the way.

"Don't worry, mother won't make things difficult for you." She added, "Even if it does make things difficult for you, I will help you."

Xia Mang looked at her as if she had forgotten her mother after marrying a wife, and couldn't help laughing: "That's your mother, why can I make things difficult for her? Worrying about nothing!"

Mrs. Qiao was not a petty person. She had forgotten about this matter when she saw Xia Mang. She was so busy today that her face was flushed and she smiled at everyone she met.

When Qiao Yuandong came with some things, Mrs. Qiao smiled and invited her in to accompany her sister.

Today is the second Miss Qiao's wedding banquet, and tomorrow is the wedding reception. Several sisters are in the boudoir chatting with each other.

After the banquet started, there was a lot of lively atmosphere. Mrs. Qiao was cheerful and knew how to handle things, and she entertained the guests very well.

Qiao Yuandong sat at the table for a long time, and after two glasses of wine, he left with an excuse.

She led Xia Mang all the way to the guest room in the garden and asked Xia Mang to have some snacks in the same way.

"I'm sorry that I can't let you sit with me." Qiao Yuandong wiped away the sesame seeds stuck to the corners of Xia Mang's mouth with pity.

Xia Mang took a sip of tea and waved his hand, "What's the big deal? It's not like I don't have anything to eat."

Qiao Yuandong loved her carefree attitude the most. Seeing her lips moist and pink because of the tea, he said with a twinkling look in his eyes, "I'll make it up to you tonight."

Xia Mang blushed, she looked around guiltily, then glared at Qiao Yuandong in shame and anger: "You are so frivolous."

Qiao Yuandong blinked and said innocently: "I mean I'll treat you to your favorite roast duck tonight."

Xia Mang: “.”

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." She felt that she had probably been infected with improper habits by Qiao Yuandong, and everything she heard sounded tainted.

Xia Mang opened her mouth, thinking that she should say something to prove her purity. Just then, she heard voices outside the room, as if someone was coming, so she stopped talking.

The house is quiet, and the sounds outside can be heard clearly.

"Have you seen Madam Yun San today?"

"Of course I saw her. She came with Madam Yun. I think she looks prettier and calmer than before."

"Oh, how can you not be calm? You were once a glorious future crown princess, but now you are nothing?"

"She hasn't married into the Eastern Palace yet, what's the point of being a Crown Princess or not."

"Who said it wasn't true, sister? Madam Yun San hadn't even gotten married when that man passed away. Now who in the capital doesn't say she's naive?"

"Ah, it's also her bad luck. No one in Beijing dares to marry her now."

It sounded like the words were expressing pity for Yun Sanniang's situation, but they were full of ridicule and sarcasm, which was really harsh.

Yun Sanniang was originally chosen by the Queen to be the Crown Princess. As long as the Crown Prince ascended the throne in the future, she would be the rightful Queen.

But now that the crown prince has passed away, Yun Sanniang's identity seems a bit awkward. Even if a new crown prince is chosen, she can no longer become the crown princess.

Even though she was a talented woman famous in the capital, she still had problems with her marriage.

That's why Madam Yun had to take her daughter around again, just to find another marriage for Yun Sanniang. Who in the capital would dare to marry her as the former prince's fiancée?
You can get a glimpse of the truth by looking at the attitudes of the female relatives.

Xia Mang and Qiao Yuandong sat quietly in the side room listening as the chattering ladies walked in.

When they saw Qiao Yuandong sitting in the room, the ladies recognized him at once and hurriedly put on warm smiles to greet Qiao Yuandong.

Qiao Yuandong responded indifferently, saying, "Those who like to praise others in front of others are also good at slandering them behind their backs. Ladies, don't talk like this in front of Madam Yun."

This sentence instantly changed the color of several ladies. The meaning was obvious. They had just been gossiping behind someone's back and the person in the room had heard it.

Those ladies who had intended to build relationships with Qiao Yuandong were suddenly so embarrassed that they could only smile awkwardly and quickly found an excuse to leave.

After scolding a few people, Qiao Yuandong saw Xia Mang holding up her head and looking at him with starry eyes, and couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xia Mang smiled with a silly look on his face: "I just think Dong Niang is so handsome."

Qiao Yuandong didn't understand what handsome meant, but that didn't stop her from knowing that Xia Mang was praising her. She raised her lips and smiled helplessly and dotingly.

"You little bastard, where did you learn these weird words?"

Xia Mang smiled without saying anything, and the two of them walked out of the room hand in hand, only to see a young lady in a light green dress standing under the eaves.

The lady looked to be about fifteen or sixteen or seventeen years old, with a hint of sadness between her cold and picturesque eyebrows and eyes. She looked very familiar.

Xia Mang was still trying to recall who this person was when Qiao Yuandong called out her name first: "Mrs. Yun San, why are you here alone?"

Oh! Isn't this Yun Sanniang?

Xia Mang suddenly realized that those female relatives had just talked about her behind her back. Now that she was here, she didn't know if she had heard what they said.

Yun Sanniang looked at Qiao Yuandong with complicated eyes and said faintly, "Why did Madam Qiao say those things for me? Are you pitying me?"

Oh, I heard it all!

But Xia Mang was very unhappy when she heard her words. She frowned and couldn't help but said, "My wife is speaking for you, why don't you appreciate it?"

Qiao Yuandong patted the back of Xia Mang's hand soothingly, then looked at Yun Sanniang. She smiled and said, "Whether rumors are scary or not depends on your own character. Yun Sanniang is smart and insightful, so don't make the mistake."

After saying that, Qiao Yuandong took Xia Mang and turned away.

Xia Mang turned around to look at Yun Sanniang, but saw that she was just staring blankly in the direction where the two of them left.

Qiao Yuandong's voice rang in my ears: "Good Jiaojiao, let's go back and do something happy."

Liu Wuniang married into the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion at the age of sixteen. The next day, after drinking the tea offered by her grandson's wife, the lady died suddenly in her sleep.

After Qiao Yuandong had handled the funeral of the old lady and settled a few maids, he handed over the power of managing the household to Liu Wuniang and took Xia Mang to live in a villa on the outskirts of the city.

But Liu Wuniang had just taken over the household duties and was still a little unfamiliar with the matter, so she inevitably had to ask her eldest sister-in-law for advice.

On this day, Liu Wuniang was confused about many details of the festival at home, so she took a car to a villa on the outskirts of the city.

After knocking on the gate, she followed the servant to the study. The maid guarding the door saw Liu Wuniang coming and rushed into the house to inform her.

After a while, Liu Wuniang saw Xia Mang coming out pinching her collar with an unnatural look on her face.

When Liu Wuniang, who is already a married woman, saw Xia Mang like this, what was there that she didn't understand?
"Sister Mangxia." Liu Wuniang raised her eyebrows and smiled at her with an ambiguous look.

Xia Mang's cheeks flushed when she smiled at her. She said uncomfortably, "Second Madam, please go in."

Liu Wuniang winked at her and said, "Sister, you should call me your sister-in-law."

She has married the eldest sister-in-law, so shouldn’t she call Liu Wu Niang her sister-in-law?
Xia Mang was so irritated by her words that her steps became unsteady and she ran away very quickly.

Liu Wuniang walked into the study with a smile and saw Qiao Yuandong untying his sash.

"Sister-in-law, were you writing just now?" Liu Wuniang asked casually.

Qiao Yuandong said frankly: "I'm painting."

Liu Wu Niang said, "Sister-in-law, you are so elegant. I wonder if I can take a look at your masterpiece?"

Qiao Yuandong looked up at her and smiled meaningfully: "The good work just ran away."

If the painting is on Xia Mang, doesn't that mean he ran away?
I haven't had time to appreciate it yet.

But it doesn’t matter. I can take a look at it slowly when I wash her myself in the evening.

Liu Wuniang didn't understand what he said. She thought Qiao Yuandong was joking with her, so she smiled and talked about business.
It was already June, and after Xia Mang put on summer clothes, she began to discover a problem that troubled her.

This body is clearly seventeen years old, but it still shows signs of growth, especially in a place that is often visited.
When Xia Mang put on last year's summer shirt, she felt uncomfortable on her chest, so she could only blush and ask the embroiderer to change the size for her.

After the size was changed to a larger one, she held up the two little white rabbits worriedly. If they were still longer, would they sag?

In order to solve this problem, Xia Mang decided to make a modern version of underwear. It should be much better if it can provide a little support, right?

It is impossible to get a support bra with an underwire, so Xia Mang can only work on the fabric. If there is no underwire, then use a harder fabric.

Of course, if you want to be aesthetically pleasing, you should also have decorative embroidery and consider the color matching.

How about some more interesting things?

Xia Mang did it as soon as she thought of it. She locked herself in the room and quietly drew on paper for half an afternoon, and then gave it to the embroiderers to make it according to the instructions.

In just half a month, Xia Mang had obtained three finished products.

In order to take into account the breathability and coolness of summer wear, Xia Mang specially designed a minimalist style with very little fabric used.

Two bowls that can barely cover the rabbit, with two thin ribbons and delicate patterns embroidered on the corners.

Of course, there is also the full gauze texture that looks good in the pure picture. Xia Mang blushed when she got it.

When she was designing it, she was thinking about colors all the time, but when it was actually made, she was embarrassed to wear it.

Just as I was about to put this shameful thing away, Qiao Yuandong came in.

"Why are you staying in the room by yourself instead of going to eat?"

The sudden sound startled Xia Mang, and she reflexively grabbed the thing and hid it behind her back.

As soon as Qiao Yuandong saw her like this, he became interested.

"What is Jiaojiao hiding?" Qiao Yuandong narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a cunning and curious light like a fox.

Xia Mang swallowed guiltily and shook his head subconsciously: "No, nothing."

"Jiaojiao is lying." Qiao Yuandong tilted his head and smiled, with a look on his face that said you can't hide it from me.

In the end, Xia Mang's clumsy tricks were exposed, and the three pieces of clothing fell into Qiao Yuandong's hands.

Qiao Yuandong lowered his eyes and looked at the thing in his hand with such seriousness as if he was looking at a rare antique.

Finally, she raised her head, her dark eyes shining as if they were about to glow: "Jiaojiao really put a lot of thought into me."

Xia Mang: “.”

This matter was completely inexplicable. In the end, Xia Mang was held in Qiao Yuandong's arms and tried on several small clothes one by one before giving up.
Time flies, and different dramas are played out every day in this villa far away from the hustle and bustle.

She enjoys it and enjoys it.

They are committed.

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