108 ways to die for supporting characters

Chapter 131: One marriage is higher than the other 7
Especially the sons of noble families, basically they would go to the battlefield to earn military merits when they reached a certain age. Some would even go to the battlefield to gain experience before they reached adulthood in order to compete for the family title. Therefore, even in the capital, there were not many adult men to be seen. Most of them came back to visit their families after saving up enough vacation time.

Wen Xiangyan toasted the two princes, exchanged a few words briefly, and then went to another table.

The emperor had seven princes. Except for the crown prince, the third prince, the fourth prince, and the seventh prince, the second prince, the fifth prince, and the sixth prince all died in battle on the front lines, and the third prince was even disabled.

There was no fight for the throne in Xuan State. The emperor would decide on the candidate for the crown prince. If the crown prince could serve in the military camp for ten years and come back alive, he would inherit the throne smoothly. There was no incident of tripping others up and killing others on the battlefield. It had been like this for the past two thousand years.

Therefore, if Wen Xiangyan is more intimate with the prince, he will not be suspected of forming a clique, and if he is more indifferent, he will not be framed. As long as he does not disrespect the royal family in front of them, there will be no problem.

After a round of toasts, Wen Xiangyan was sent back to his bridal chamber.

Those who understand will understand. It’s the wedding night. If you really get Duke Dingguo drunk, wouldn’t you offend people?

Let them go back early, they can still eavesdrop!
Nowadays, eavesdropping is considered a form of disturbance in the bridal chamber and is not a big deal.

As soon as Duke Dingguo returned, several young men, led by the seventh prince, went to Duke Dingguo's courtyard.

In the room, "Madam, I'm back."

Soon the servants were sent away, the door was closed, and Wen Xiangyan picked up the wedding scale on the table and lifted the veil on Ning Yan's head.

Eyes met, no, it should be eyes wide open, eyes tightly closed.

Wen Xiangyan didn't even have time to appreciate his wife's stunning beauty. He reached out and tried his wife's nose. Fortunately, his wife was fine, she just fell asleep.

I knew getting married would be tiring, but I didn't expect her to be so tired that she could even fall asleep while sitting.

Wen Xiangyan smiled, helped Ning Yan take off her clothes, and took her to the bathroom to wash. The moment Ning Yan touched the water, she opened her eyes, and after seeing the person in front of her clearly, she hugged his neck and lay on his chest to continue sleeping.

Wen Xiangyan: ...

This is his wedding night, he won’t just fall asleep like this, right?
The people eavesdropping outside the door waited for more than an hour, but not only did no strange sounds come out of the room, but it became quieter and quieter. Everyone was puzzled. The Seventh Prince said, "What do you mean? Duke Dingguo is not going to do anything?"

The Prince of Rui County said, "Even if he can't, the wife of Duke Dingguo will."

It was her second marriage, and they divorced seven months after getting married. Is that possible?
"That means the couple were both very tired and went straight to bed.

Well, I thought I could make trouble in Duke Ding's bridal chamber, but now it's no use, let's go, it's time for this prince to return to the palace."

Several young men who had experienced sex all laughed quietly. It was said that Duke Dingguo had never had a woman before, so all men understood when it was their first time.

The wedding night of the Prince of Rui County was at eight o'clock.

He didn't know how many times he had been laughed at for this, and he was just waiting to find someone who was faster than him to make fun of him, but in the end, there was no hope.

"Let's go, General Weiwu's second son is getting married on the twelfth of next month. Let's go and eavesdrop on him then."

That guy is a wimp, so weak that he gets out of breath if he moves a little more. He definitely can't do it, it's good enough that they can spend the bridal night together.

A group of twenty or thirty people left in a flash.

After making sure that there was no one outside, Ning Yan finally turned over and bit the man's cheek.

The original owner was laughed at by many people when she got married for the first time, but Fu Qing was done in no time, after all, he had had a woman before marriage and had enough experience. But it was also very embarrassing to be heard by others about the private conversation between husband and wife. This was the custom, and even if you knew someone was eavesdropping, you couldn't chase them away, so Ning Yan pretended to be asleep even if she woke up.

Wen Xiangyan put his arms around his wife's slender waist and held her on his lap, "Madam, do you miss your husband? It's been eight days, so you must have missed him. Your husband misses you too..."

Ning Yan was very sure of what the man said. The mouth can lie, but the body cannot.

That night, the Duke shouted for water five times. When he stopped, the servants in the main courtyard all said in their hearts: The Duke is very brave.

The old lady sent a message, asking the young couple to sleep a little longer and not to disturb their rest. She also sent a trusted nanny to watch over there. When they woke up, they just needed to inform her so that she could have someone prepare food.

It was almost noon when Ning Yan woke up. When she stood up, she let out a soft "hiss".

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Wen Xiangyan asked nervously, subconsciously placing his hand on her waist and pressing lightly.

Ning Yan bit her lip. This man was too presumptuous last night. It seemed that he had been restrained in the previous times. Now she felt pain all over her body.

"Next time if you don't restrain yourself, you'll have to sleep in the study."

"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Let me take a look..."

As Wen Xiangyan said this, he tried to take off Ning Yan's pajamas, wanting to check her. Ning Yan slapped his hand. It was broad daylight and even though she was experienced, she blushed with shame.

Wen Xiangyan smiled evilly, "What are you afraid of? I have seen everything about you. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"Do you think everyone is as thick-skinned as you? Go get some blood-dispersing medicine."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, ma'am. I'll get it right away."

My wife's skin is too tender. If you use too much force, it will turn blue and it is possible that she will be injured.

The medicine was brought soon, and the man pressed the woman down to apply the medicine. Then the couple washed up and went to serve tea to the old lady.

Difficulties, lectures, or hard times? None of that. What the old lady gave was a box of treasures. "You two should live a good life. If you can give grandma a grandson, our family will be complete."

After that, the old lady took Ning Yan's hand and told her about Wen Xiangyan, "This boy has loved beautiful women since he was young. I arranged for him to have a concubine, but he refused.

Later, he refused to find a wife for him. After he entered the military camp, it was even more impossible for those women to get close to him. Grandmother can guarantee that before you came, he had never touched a woman. He was very clean..."

When Wen Xiangyan heard this, his face turned red. No, grandma, is it something to brag about that you have never touched other women?

But seeing that his wife was listening with great interest, he allowed his grandmother to do what she said.

Grandmother: My silly grandson really doesn’t understand that a clean man is the best dowry!

Fortunately, the old lady was very sensible. Apart from the topic of cleanliness, she only talked about Wen Xiangyan's hard work in studying and practicing martial arts since he was a child, which made him feel relieved.

Ning Yan is a person who can definitely make others happy if others are nice to her. The more Old Madam Wen sees her, the more she likes her. During lunch, the old lady kept putting vegetables and meat into Ning Yan's bowl, completely forgetting about her own grandson.

(End of this chapter)