On the Wedding Night, Ms. Cui Realized

Punishment

The newlywed couple, Pei Xuan and Cui Ti, felt a precious moment of leisure, exchanging affectionate words that outsiders couldn't comprehend. As they attracted a few curious gazes, Cui Ti nestled in Pei Xuan's embrace, her cheeks blushing.

Under the warm sunlight, Pei Xuan's gaze fell on Cui Ti's soft, rosy earlobes, enjoying her playful and coquettish demeanor.

She had always been cautious and reserved, but now that she was with her, she felt free to be more delicate and indulgent. Like a sunflower revolving around the sun, she radiated joy and remained oblivious to the world's sorrows.

Pei Xuan noticed that her wife didn't have a fondness for her cousin, and she decided to distance herself from her to avoid unnecessary family disputes.

"Keep your eyes on the road, not on me," she whispered, feeling extremely bashful. Pei Xuan chuckled and held her close, ensuring they walked steadily together.

In the city of Xijing, public displays of affection between couples were rare, even among ordinary citizens. Respecting each other was the epitome of love that people sought.

In broad daylight, many servants of the Pei mansion witnessed how their young master doted on the young lady. Surprise and curiosity mingled on their faces, and their hearts couldn't help but murmur in awe.

Before, they failed to recognize that Pei Xuan was capable of having feelings of obsession. But now, since meeting Mrs. Cui, all the trees have burst into bloom.

At this moment, the distinguished figure of the Prime Minister Pei discreetly hid behind the flowering tree. He delicately stroked his newly grown beard, feeling its texture on his fingertips.

As Pei Xuan walked away, carrying her beloved in her arms, he couldn't help but ask the butler, "How many times have you seen my child laugh like that?."

The butler shook his head

Their master, known for 'his' grandeur, was far more composed and steady than 'his 'peers. According to what the butler had heard, Pei Xuan lived like a virtuous saint, untouched by the worldly pleasures, neither too romantic nor too reckless.

Most youngsters of 'his' age were preoccupied with foolish pursuits, indulging in idle pastimes, boasting of their accomplishments, striving for top scores in exams, and seeking glory from others.

But Pei Xuan was different.

With 'his' exceptional talents and intellect, 'he' was already qualified to be the prince's tutor. 'He' possessed a gentle demeanor, yet 'his' measured approach to life had been ingrained in him since childhood, maintaining a certain distance from others.

There were fewer dazzling moments but more warmth. 'He' was more rational than impulsive, more composed than foolish.

However, the butler pondered over how Pei Xuan had managed to awaken Cui Ti.

As the steward of the Pei Mansion, he was privy to some inside information. When Madam Cui fell ill, 'he' would visit the doctor indiscriminately, believing even the most absurd remedies.

This spoke volumes about the Young Madam's place in Pei Xuan's heart.

Deep in thought, Prime Minister Pei Rufeng watched his daughter until she disappeared from view, then gracefully waved his sleeves, signaling to his butler, "Let us return."

A few days ago, when Cui Ti fell into a coma, the image of Pei Xuan's sorrowful face remained vivid in Pei Rufeng's memory. Because of this, he was concerned about the excessive affection his daughter had, as from experience, he knew that even good things could sometimes turn sour.