After a master of metaphysics severed ties with his family, the whole family was filled with regret!

Chapter 125 Little Jiu, Lively After Her Wedding Night

The moment her hair fell loose, Xiao Beiming was stunned.

Luo Chujiu felt a little embarrassed when she saw Xiao Beiming staring straight at her.

Why are you staring at me?

"Nothing much, I just think Xiao Jiu is exceptionally beautiful."

"Grumpy."

This is Luo Chujiu's evaluation of Xiao Beiming.

“Sincere and heartfelt,” Xiao Beiming emphasized.

"Do we really have to use idioms to argue on our wedding night?" Luo Chujiu smiled helplessly, and then Xiao Beiming smiled as well.

Xiao Beiming sat beside her, his palms rubbing nervously against his knees.

Now that it's their wedding night, shouldn't they go to bed?
And this was also what Luo Chujiu was thinking at that moment:

Now that they're married, shouldn't they be able to do things a little more outrageous? She'd been lusting after Xiao Beiming's thin skin for a long time, always wanting to touch it properly—

"that."

Let's consummate our marriage!

Xiao Beiming and Luo Chujiu spoke at the same time. After hearing Luo Chujiu's words, Xiao Beiming could no longer hold back and directly pounced on Luo Chujiu onto the red wedding bed.

He kissed her red lips, placing a hand under the back of her head to prevent her from bumping it, his kiss never letting up, the two of them kissing passionately and reluctant to part.

The red curtains were drawn back, and the red candles in the bridal chamber burned out, highlighting the passion of the newlyweds.

Luo Chujiu and Xiao Beiming both went to bed late.

Xiao Beiming was reluctant to wake up because he had a beautiful woman in his arms, while Luo Chujiu was simply exhausted.

Luo Chujiu thought Xiao Beiming looked frail and sickly, but he was actually very strong! She almost couldn't handle it! That was too much!
Nan Ke stood guard at the door, wondering why the prince and princess were still not up. Today was the day they were to go to the palace to pay their respects to His Majesty; what would happen if they were late?
In fact, even if Xiao Beiming and Luo Chujiu got up to wash up now, it would be too late to enter the palace.

Nan Ke paced anxiously outside the door, but he absolutely dared not go and call the prince and princess.

At this moment, Xiao Beiming had already opened his eyes. Looking at Luo Chujiu nestled in his arms like a child, he felt extremely satisfied.

Of course, he heard Nan Ke pacing outside the door, but he pretended not to hear it.

A short while later, Luo Chujiu also woke up in Xiao Beiming's arms.

"Hmm—what time is it?"

Luo Chujiu squinted, clearly still half asleep.

"It's Chenshi (7-9 AM), are you getting up?"

Hearing Luo Chujiu's soft voice, Xiao Beiming couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her forehead.

Meanwhile, Luo Chujiu was still mentally calculating what time Chenshi was in modern time. 7-9 o'clock? Was it seven o'clock, eight o'clock, or nine o'clock?
Ugh, so annoying! I don't want to calculate.
Wait, that’s not right!
Luo Chujiu suddenly remembered something, then abruptly opened her eyes and saw Xiao Beiming looking at her with a smile.

Memories of last night flooded back, and Luo Chujiu couldn't help but smile shyly:
"Brother Beiming, you're up so early?"

"It's alright, Xiao Jiu, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"But shouldn't we go to the palace to see His Majesty?"

"Well, logically it should be, but it's already late, so we don't mind being a little later," Xiao Beiming said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chujiu couldn't help but laugh.

"Let's not do that. Let's quickly wash up and then go to the palace. We shouldn't keep him waiting."

"Okay, I'll listen to Xiao Jiu."

Men who are well-fed are always easier to talk to. Luo Chujiu even felt that if she slapped Xiao Beiming now, he would have to kiss her palm.

"Nan Ke, have someone come in and help me wash up—"

Hearing Xiao Beiming's words, Nan Ke finally breathed a sigh of relief, then told Fei Yun to go in and help the prince and princess wash up. Fei Yun carried a basin of hot water into the room, head bowed, as if afraid of seeing something she shouldn't, but it seemed—

"Greetings, Your Highness and Your Highness!"

"Feiyun, come and comb my hair quickly."

Luo Chujiu pulled Feiyun to the bronze mirror, then sat down and asked Feiyun to help her.

Feiyun smiled faintly, then asked:

"Would the Princess like to wear her hair in the same double buns as before?"

"Yes, just comb my hair as before. I only like this one hairstyle."

Upon hearing this, Fei Yun glanced at Xiao Beiming. Seeing that Xiao Beiming nodded, she went to comb Luo Chujiu's hair back to its previous style.

Generally, after a woman gets married, she wears a traditional Chinese woman's hairstyle, which is used to distinguish whether she is married or unmarried.

However, since neither the prince nor the princess had any objections, Feiyun naturally wouldn't say anything that would spoil the mood.

Xiao Beiming dressed himself without needing anyone to serve him.

After washing his face and cleaning his mouth, Xiao Beiming stood aside and watched Feiyun comb Luo Chujiu's hair.

"Do women look this good when they dress up?"

Seeing how seriously Xiao Beiming was watching, Luo Chujiu couldn't help but tease him.

"I'll learn properly, and then I can comb Xiao Jiu's hair, okay?"

Upon hearing this, both Fei Yun and Luo Chujiu were stunned for a long time.

Let alone Xiao Beiming being a prince, even ordinary men rarely comb their wives' hair.

Upon hearing this, Fei Yun lowered her head and smiled after a short while.
"The prince is so good to the princess."

Luo Chujiu also understood the meaning behind Xiao Beiming's words:

He's willing to do anything for himself, including these trivial little things.

After Luo Chujiu's hair was styled, Feiyun was about to dress her, but Xiao Beiming stopped her, insisting on dressing her himself.

Luo Chujiu glanced at Feiyun, indicating that Xiao Beiming should come instead.

After seeing this, Feiyun stepped aside and silently watched as the prince helped his young mistress change her clothes.

After getting dressed, they prepared to enter the palace.

Nan Ke had already prepared the carriage and was just waiting for the two of them to come out of the room.

On the carriage, Xiao Beiming kept looking at Luo Chujiu and smiling, making Luo Chujiu feel a little uncomfortable.

“Brother Beiming, if you keep smiling at me, I’m going to call the police and have you arrested, thinking you’re a pervert.”

"Can't I even look at my own queen?"

"No, you're not allowed to look, because I'll get shy," Luo Chujiu retorted confidently.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Beiming's smile widened even further:
"Then I'll take a look more. Xiao Jiu won't be shy anymore after she gets used to it."

"How can someone be like you?"

"What's wrong with me? I like you, and I just want to see you more, is that not allowed?"

In any case, Xiao Beiming had a reason, so Luo Chujiu simply stopped arguing with him.

Upon arriving at the palace, Xiao Beiming helped Luo Chujiu down from the carriage, but Luo Chujiu didn't need his help at all and jumped off the carriage on her own.

Looking at Luo Chujiu's lively and energetic appearance, Xiao Beiming began to doubt himself:
He had never seen a newlywed woman as lively and energetic as Xiao Jiu. It seemed that Xiao Jiu's resilience was even greater than he had imagined, so he no longer needed to restrain her.

(End of this chapter)