Rebirth of the Princess She is weird

There was a sudden commotion outside the door. Yuan Fuge straightened up and sat down, waiting quietly for Lu Yanxiu.

As the door was pushed open, a smell of alcohol filled the air. Lu Yanxiu staggered in and took one look at the beautiful lady on the couch with a naive look on his face.

"You must be tired today, let's take a rest..."

Before he could finish his words, he tripped over a stool and fell to his knees in front of Yuan Fuge, his knees hitting the ground with a loud bang.

Yuan Fuge's heart tightened, and he was about to get up to pull him when Xianyue came rushing in from outside.

On the wedding night, no one wanted to ruin the atmosphere, so Xianyue could only briefly remind her in her ear: "There are people outside, spies from all sides!"

I had been planning on discussing the jade ring with Lu Yanxiu tonight, but these people showed up instead.

If they don't turn the fake play into reality tonight, I'm afraid there will be rumors again tomorrow. The Shen family and the third prince are still eyeing them covetously, and the virtuous concubine in charge of the harem will definitely use sex to make a fuss!

Yuan Fuge sat back down, folded his hands, and maintained his etiquette in front of outsiders, making it impossible for anyone to find fault with him.

"The prince consort is back, let's go quickly." Yun Ping distributed red envelopes and went out with a group of maids.

Lu Siyao hurriedly followed the sisters out, and before leaving, he slyly covered up for the drunkard, "My brother is not like this usually! Then you...you can slowly experience it..."

A group of girls ran away with their cheeks flushed and their hands covering their ears.

Finally, only Yuan Fuge and Lu Yanxiu were left in the room. There was rustling outside the door, and it was unclear whether they were spies or curious people who came to watch the fun.

Lu Yanxiu was drunk and lying on the ground in a puddle of mud.

Yuan Fuge had no choice but to get up and help him, but she didn't expect that this man would just hold her feet and start mumbling.

Something like I like you, I defeated Yu Cong for you, and a bunch of other things. I really don't know what's going on in his mind?

She squatted down helplessly, lifted his chin and asked, "Who am I?"

Lu Yanxiu raised his head with great effort, shook it, his eyes hazy, smiled foolishly, and held her hand, "You are... the wife I went through so much trouble to find..."

After saying that, he climbed onto Yuan Fuge's neck, pulled her down, and made her lie on top of him.

His heart was beating very fast, whether because of drinking or because he was happy, I don't know.

He squinted his mischievous eyes, looked at her with a smile, took off her wreath, and looked her over carefully, afraid of missing anything.

Lu Yanxiu held Yuan Fuge on his body, looked up at her, and stroked her slender waist with his large hands.

With a hoarse voice, he asked, "I heard that the Shang Gong of the Ministry of Rites doesn't give you food anymore?"

Yuan Fuge supported his shoulders and replied, "You know it again."

"Your Majesty is watching closely. I want to see you, so this is the only solution I can take."

He smiled playfully and squeezed Yuan Fuge's cold hand.

"So nervous?"

nervous?

She has lived her life again and has seen all kinds of scenes. All of this is just a passing cloud to her.

Yuan Fuge suddenly approached him, and her shadow covered Lu Yanxiu's upper body. She lowered her head and rubbed his nose, and said seductively, "Whether I am nervous or not depends on what my husband does..."

She deliberately emphasized the word "husband".

It was obvious that he liked this name very much. The tips of his ears turned slightly red and his eyes sparkled with the reflection of his sweetheart.

Lu Yanxiu looked at the red lips of the person in front of him. His throat felt dry. He swallowed and asked, "Is it okay?"

Yuan Fuge's fingers brushed across his collar, her eyes rippling like spring water, making people's hearts flutter, "You and I are already husband and wife..."

She didn't say anything else. After a moment, Lu Yanxiu turned over and they changed positions. His eyelashes trembled and he pecked her gently on the front.

Then he said: "The wedding night on earth is not so beautiful..."

Yuan Fuge smiled lightly and pushed his shoulder, "I didn't expect the young general to be so meticulous." After saying that, she glanced at a small hole in the window and her eyes darkened.

He grunted, then took off his wedding clothes and raised his strong arm. Yuan Fuge felt her feet in the air as she was lifted up by him. Uncomfortable being lifted up like this suddenly, Yuan Fuge clutched his shoulders tightly, and then she was gently thrown into the wedding quilt.

In her previous life, she and Shen Huaixu treated each other with respect and never had any physical contact. Secondly, she also felt that she was dirty and not worthy of going to Wushan with him.

"I...I..." She stammered and stepped back.

"What? Are you scared? Who said just now that he wanted to see how I do it?" Lu Yanxiu leaned over to her ear and smiled. He stood up, put on a red robe with cloud patterns, poured a cup of hot water, and splashed it towards the window.

A painful scream was heard from outside. Lu Yanxiu narrowed his dangerous eyes and said in a deep voice: "Outside, I am happy not to bother with you today, but if anyone scares my wife, don't blame me for being merciless!"

The tiles on the roof made a few noises, and then the strange sounds faded away, leaving only silence in the room.

Lu Yanxiu turned his head and said with a gentle look, "Okay, it's solved."

Yuan Fuge giggled. Suddenly, she felt that the red robe he was wearing looked familiar. She asked, "Your clothes..."

"Oh, my mother gave it to me before the beginning of spring. The color was too flashy so I only wore it once."

Wore it once?

The cloud pattern on this red robe is very similar to the one she wore in her previous life, but she remembered that Lu Yanxiu did not come that day, so how could this red robe be here?

And he said it was his, could that be true?

She was shocked by the thought that flashed through her mind, but she still wanted to ask.

She pulled at his robe and asked, "Have you ever been to my house as a guest in the spring?"

"No!" He answered almost immediately without any hesitation.

Yuan Fuge collapsed in disappointment, hugging the piece of cloth, feeling sad.

This kind of cloud pattern is everywhere. When she came back this time, many things had changed, and the person who put the clothes on her might not have come.

Lu Yanxiu opened his eyes wide and came close to her and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anyone wearing the same thing as me?"

Is he asking for clarification? Is he afraid that she still has a lover?

Yuan Fuge smiled faintly: "No, maybe my eyes are blurry. This pattern is indeed the same as the one worn by a guest I saw in the mansion."

"This pattern is everywhere on the street. If you like it, I'll ask mom to take you to make a few similar ones someday." He pulled the bed curtain and said nonchalantly.

"Okay..." Yuan Fuge sat there, Lu Yanxiu chuckled, his eyes ambiguous, "Then let's take a rest?"

Her mother still told her about the ways of husband and wife before she left. She blushed and buried herself in the quilt, revealing only her two watery almond eyes.

Lu Yanxiu's throat tightened at the hook. He quickly took off his red robe and pounced on her anxiously.

They were pressed together, their faces so close that he could even see the delicate hairs on her face and smell her faint fragrance. His breath became hot and words were redundant. Their lips slowly pressed together and he couldn't help but tremble.

Yuan Fuge's eyes were misty and moist, her face flushed, tiny beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose, her lips were slightly open, revealing the tender and moist tip of her tongue, pure and charming, that lovable look made Lu Yanxiu unable to help but lower his head and kiss her lips, then gently wrap around the tip of her tongue.

She trembled as she accepted his love, her eyelashes unconsciously wet...

The person eavesdropping outside couldn't stand it anymore, so he recorded a few things and ran away.

After a long time, the two of them lay on the couch exhausted.

"Does the cloud pattern have any special meaning to you?" Lu Yanxiu suddenly remembered.

"no!"

"Oh!"