The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 220 Bridal Chamber Flowers and Candles

Emperor Xuan and Meng Chun were surrounded by the crowd and left the hall. When they arrived at the bridal chamber, Emperor Xuan locked everyone outside the door, and only then did they get a moment of peace.

Meng Chun sat on the edge of the bed. Because his vision was blocked by the veil, he could only sense the breath of Emperor Qi.

He finally let go of the tension in his heart and called out to Dizha softly, "My wife..."

"I'm here."

Emperor Zhao walked over to Meng Chun and sat down, then reached out and gently lifted his red veil.

The red candles in the room flickered, and the dim light flickered on Meng Chun's face, making his already beautiful face even more three-dimensional.

The beauty is rare in the world, and her eyes are sparkling with deep affection.

Even though Dizaka had seen her many times, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat when he saw such a beautiful sweetheart.

"Chun Er is so beautiful..."

Her voice was very low, as if she was whispering to herself.

But Meng Chun, who had some cultivation experience, heard her words immediately. His cheeks turned slightly red, and he slowly raised his eyes to meet her gaze.

"Wife, it's time to drink the wedding wine..."

Upon hearing this, Di Yan came back to her senses from her amazement. She looked at the so beautiful Meng Chun that made people unable to take their eyes off her, her eyes filled with endless affection.

She stood up and poured two glasses of wine, then slowly walked to Meng Chun and handed them to him.

Meng Chun raised his hand, revealing a white arm. The two smiled at each other and drank the wine.

At this moment, Meng Chun suddenly cried out softly and was picked up by Dizha.

The finest white jade wine glass fell to the ground, and the remaining crystal clear wine drops poured out.

Looking at the bed so close at hand, Meng Chun said coquettishly, "Isn't my wife going out to accompany the guests?"

Dizha felt very uncomfortable, but after hearing his words, he still patiently explained: "Their strength is not as good as mine, and besides, they have grandpa and the others here, so there is no need for me to go."

"So what does my wife want to do now?" Meng Chun tilted his head and leaned in her arms, asking knowingly.

Emperor Qian placed him on the bed and personally removed the phoenix crown from his head. He said quietly, "Chun'er will know in a moment."

A blush instantly appeared on Meng Chun's cheeks. He looked at Di Zha's calm expression and suddenly thought of his previous bad taste.

When he first became engaged to Emperor Xuan, he fantasized about pulling this aloof, cold and self-restrained man down from the altar.

During these three years, this seemingly cold and aloof man in front of me was almost unable to control himself because of his teasing.

But he was able to control himself in time every time, and even if he was a little harsh, he would only gain the upper hand verbally.

But now Emperor Xuan seems to have lost his patience, and even the words he says are no longer disguised.

Meng Chun blushed as he let Di Qie take off his cumbersome wedding dress, looking at the restrained desire in the other's eyes.

He couldn't help but tease, "Wife, it's still half an hour before dark. If you're here so early, everyone will probably know about your daytime indulgence tomorrow."

When Emperor Taizu heard this, he paused.

Then, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So what? Who dares to say anything more about this young master's affairs?"

Having said that, the movements of his hands did not stop.

Meng Chun didn't expect that she would ignore him. He felt embarrassed and happy at the same time, and his hands unconsciously grasped the bright red bed sheet.

Emperor Qian leaned over, his warm breath spraying on Meng Chun's neck, "Chun'er, don't tease my wife anymore. You can't escape today."

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The red candle dims the gauze curtains, and the phantom shadow is ashamed to wear the branches.

The temperature in the room gradually rose, and the red candle seemed to burn even brighter.

At this moment, a bird flew past the window, chirping a few times, as if blessing the newlyweds.

Inside the house, Di Yan and Meng Chun were immersed in each other's love, forgetting everything in the outside world and enjoying the sweet moment that belonged only to them.

The night is hazy and the time is still long.