In the main hall, the elderly, Left and Right Ministers, most of the court officials, a few close friends and Zhe Yun's colleagues from the military, were chatting within. A servant rushed in and announced of the couples' arrival. Everyone turned their sight over to the entrance and stunned. To think they were able to see the great young general who was renowned for being introverted and serious looking, would be whispering sweet nothings to the bride he was carrying in his arms. He was also smiling brightly like the sun in the sky.
"Now this is a rare sight."
"Definitely."
"Did the sun came up from the wrong direction today?"
"Most likely. Or it could be our eyesight that had gone bad."The couple walked into the hall. Zhe Yun placed Xing Chen down carefully. The Mama placed the wedding couple ribbon in Xing Chen's hands and Zhe Yun took the other end of the ribbon. Zhe Yun noticed that Xing Chen was standing wobbly. So he held onto Xing Chen's hand to keep him steady. This stunned the audiences once more.
And the ceremony proceeds.....
««i skipped it»»hahaha...
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Xing Chen sat down on the bed, flinching at every little sound he heard. He was nervous. Not knowing what he should do to pass tonight safely.
Should he just make Zhe Yun drunk? Or drugged him? Or make some random reasoning to refuse doing it? Will he even accept it?
Xing Chen felt more and more frustrated as he thought. His headrest tilted slightly when he tried to slap on his forehead. The door creaked open, and Zhe Yun stepped in. His footsteps were steady, unlike a drunk man. Xing Chen got even more nervous.....
When Zhe Yun first stepped into the room, what he saw was Xing Chen's headrest tilted a bit and Xing Chen was trying to hold onto his head for support. Zhe Yun was flustered. He quickly went to sit by Xing Chen's side and held both of his hands. He felt the hands were rather soft, and the slender fingers were beautiful to his eyes. It made him felt that he wanted to treat this wife of his like a precious treasure.
"Xing Chen, wifey (niang zi). I'm sorry. I should have come in earlier. Then you wouldn't have to suffer from this heavy thing. I'm really sorry. Will you forgive me?"
"Alright. I'll forgive you."
"Here. Let me help you remove this."
Zhe Yun removed the red veil covering Xing Chen's face and stared at Xing Chen, enthralled by his beauty.
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The General's Black Bellied Little Wifey (BL)
Historical FictionA forced marriage by the emperor's edict? Fine, I'll get married. (Although I'm a man in drag clothing) Consummation night? Sorry, I can't do it. I'm having my period. (Are you joking?) The General's army are being surrounded by enemies? He will be...