On the occasion of rebirth Zhou Sui

Chapter 309 Father and son marry

The Lihuiyuan is located in Chongrenfang, not far from Yanguo Mansion.

On the third day of the twelfth lunar month, Cui Qiji took the wedding team to pick up Princess Nanyang and went to the Lihuiyuan.

Whenever a princess gets married, the ceremony is held here, and the wedding of Cui Che and Yang Lihua was no exception.

There are two newcomers, one is the eldest daughter of the prince, and the other is the eldest son of Duke Yan and Princess Leping. There is no need to use too many words to describe its excitement.

All we know is that the wedding day of Cui Qiji and Princess Nanyang was like a festival. All the major government offices in Daxing City had a holiday. All officials in Beijing, whether they were court officials or officials from other places who came to Beijing to report on their duties, had to come to attend the wedding.

The two saints in the palace also came to the ceremony hall to witness the marriage of their grandson and granddaughter.

Seven days later, on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, such excitement appeared again in the Lihuiyuan. The protagonists were Cui Che and Princess Lanling Yang Awu.

Yang Awu was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, which she sewed by herself, stitch by stitch.

Even if Yang Jian and his wife were in person, she would always quietly move her fan away and couldn't help but glance at Cui Che.

After going through a series of tedious etiquette, Cui Che brought Yang Awu back to Yanguo Mansion.

The hustle and bustle in the front yard did not disturb the two newlyweds.

Cui Che took away Yang Awu's round fan and joked:

"So happy today? My smile hasn't stopped since I welcomed you out of the princess mansion."

Yang Awu endured his shame and replied:

"I have been looking forward to this day for many years."

Cui Che sat down next to Yang Awu and held her hand:

"We were able to become husband and wife because of your persistence. It's all thanks to your hard work for so many years."

"As long as I can be husband and wife, all these years of waiting will be worth it, and I won't feel any hardship."

Yang Awu smiled, his eyes like crescent moons.

Even after looking at this smile all day, Cui Che still couldn't get enough of it.

Cui Che leaned his head towards her, and Yang Ah Wu's heart beat faster as he watched him kiss her eyes.

"I like your smile, promise me, you will let me see it every day from now on, and you won't be sad all day long."

"Um."

Yang Awu nodded in agreement. She was engaged to Wang Fengxiao when she was eight years old. She lost her husband when she was nine years old. She had been a widower for seventeen years. Now she finally leads a new life, with only deep affection in her heart.

Cui Che added:

"From now on, don't talk about concubine. Just call me Ah Wu. It sounds better than concubine."

Yang Awu said obediently:

"Ah Wu always listens to her husband."

The bell on Yang Awu's ankle stopped ringing.

She endured the pain, blushed, and handed Cui Che the white silk handkerchief stained red.

Cui Che did not answer, he said seriously:

"You have waited for me for more than ten years and our love is as deep as the sea. Why do you need any external objects to prove your chastity?"

When Yang Awu heard this, she was filled with joy. She hugged Cui Che tightly, as if she wanted to crawl into her husband's chest.

"But what should I do with this handkerchief?"

Yang Awu asked.

"Burn it."

Cui Che didn't care about this.

He took the white silk handkerchief and placed it on the candle flame, which lit up black smoke.

The couple were rubbing each other's ears again, and Yang Awu suddenly said:

"My sister must be very sad. Ah Wu also knows this feeling. When my husband got married to my sister, Ah Wu couldn't sleep all night long."

Cui Che sighed after hearing this:

"I will repay what I owe her slowly in the future."

Yang Awu hesitated for a long time and then said:

"Ah Wu is a wife for the first time tonight. I am very happy about it. How about husband go and see my sister."

Cui Che shook his head and said:

"Today is your wedding night. Even if I go, she will drive me back."

Yang Awu was silent.

Cui Che thought of Yang Jian's happy life and had an idea and said:

"If you are really worried, why don't we go visit her together?"

Yang Awu didn't know what Cui Che's idea was, but seeing his interest, he lowered his head and agreed.

As Yang Awu said, Yang Lihua was indeed tossing and turning and had difficulty falling asleep.

No matter how generous you say, when the day comes, you will still feel uncomfortable in your heart.

In the middle of the night, when I finally felt a little sleepy, I heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it!"

Yang Lihua said vigilantly.

Cui Che lowered his voice and replied:

"Keep your voice down, it's me."

Yang Lihua was relieved when she heard it was Cui Che, but she was not polite:

"On your wedding night, why don't you stay with Ah Wu and come to my yard?"

Cui Che laughed softly:

"You open the door first, Ah Wu is afraid that you will feel uncomfortable, so I want to come and visit you."

With just this sentence, Yang Lihua was already relieved, and she refused:

"I have been husband and wife with you for sixteen years, is it possible that there is still one night left? Go back quickly. On such an important day, it doesn't matter if you leave Ah Wu alone in the room."

Cui Che looked at Yang Awu helplessly, his eyes seeming to say: I had expected this.

Yang Awu didn't expect Yang Lihua to think about her so much, and she was very moved. She said with emotion:

"Sister, it's me, Ah Wu is here too."

Yang Lihua was shocked. She quickly got out of bed, took the door bolt, and opened the door. Under the moonlight, it was Cui Che and Yang Awu standing outside the door.

"Ah Wu! Why are you here too!"

Yang Awu said truthfully:

"I asked Cui Lang to come visit my sister. Cui Lang said that my sister would definitely drive him out, so he brought me here."

Yang Awu didn't know Cui Che's habits, and Yang Lihua didn't understand either. He clearly wanted to imitate his father and enjoy sleeping with Er Chen.

Yang Lihua was so angry that she couldn't help but jump at Cui Che and said:

"You! You are shameless!"

Yang Awu was confused and didn't know why the eldest sister said this.

Cui Che's eyes evaded, feeling quite guilty.

Yang Lihua saw that the two of them were only wearing a fox fur coat on their pajamas, and it was freezing cold outside, so she still felt soft-hearted and got out of the way.

Cui Che was overjoyed and hurriedly took Yang Awu in and closed the door behind his back.

In the night, the sound of the bell on Yang Awu's ankle rippled through Yang Lihua's bedroom again.

Finally experiencing Yang Jian's pleasure, Cui Che was also exhausted, thinking: I can't bear it at my age, no wonder Yang Jian is so haggard.

Where there is one, there are two. Yang Lihua and Yang Awu resisted at first, but gradually got used to it later.

The sisters were really helpless when they encountered such a shameless guy.

During the remaining days in Daxing City, Cui Che enjoyed the tenderness of the Yang sisters.

At the same time, as King Yang Zhao of Henan married a daughter of the Cui family, and Cui Che and his son were married to Princess Shang, the Boling Cui family's prestige reached its peak.

The Cui family of Qinghe, the Lu family of Fanyang, and other established families with five surnames and seven clans, were gradually left behind by them.

Since the war with the Khitan would begin at the beginning of spring, Cui Che had to return to Youzhou as soon as possible and could not stay long.

In the eighteenth year of the founding of the Emperor, on the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, after bidding farewell to Yang Jian, his wife and Yang Guang, Cui Che set off from Daxing with his wife, concubines and children.

(End of chapter)