Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

In dreams and in reality, Lu Bu had been married three times in his two lifetimes. The memory of the time in the dream was already vague. When he married Wei in Jiuyuan, he was of low status and all the etiquette was simple, so he did not have a deep impression. And the last time he married Dong Qing, he was very resistant. He followed the ceremonial officer like a puppet throughout the whole process and had long forgotten all the etiquette.

So even though he had been married three times, Lu Bu only had a vague understanding of these complicated etiquettes. In order to better complete this wedding, he specially invited professionals to teach him at home in advance. He practiced each step at least twice to ensure that he would not make a fool of himself when getting married today.

On June 20th of the second year of Chuping, Lü Bu, the governor of Bingzhou, officially married Zhang Mo, the young lady of the Jinyang Wang family.

On this morning, Lu Bu personally drove the black carriage pulled by Red Hare to the gate of the palace amid the deafening sound of gongs and drums. In addition to the ceremonial guard, he was also accompanied by a guard team composed of the Flying Bear Army.

The door of the palace was wide open, and Wang Gai, as the head of the bride's family, stood in front of the door to welcome the new son-in-law. Lu Bu jumped off Red Hare, took the fat goose handed over by Zhang Liao, and walked forward to bow to Wang Gai.

After entering the house, one must first go to the ancestral temple to worship the ancestors. Lu Bu followed the ceremonial officer to the Wang family ancestral temple, bowed three times, and then came to the hall. He put the wild goose on the table beside him, and only then did he see his bride.

Han Dynasty wedding attire wasn't all crimson. Instead, it was a dark-colored top with a purple skirt, wide sleeves, and a narrow waist, creating a dignified and elegant look. The bride didn't wear a veil, but instead used a feather fan to cover her face. At that moment, Zhang Mo was gazing at Lü Bu with her beautiful eyes.

She usually goes out without makeup, but today she put on light makeup. Her skin was as white as cream, her eyes were full of spring water, and her lips, lightly rouge-stained, were delicate and tempting, as pretty as a peach in spring. Not only Lu Bu was stunned, but Zhang Liao, Hua Xiong and others who came to welcome the bride could hardly take their eyes off her.

Although they could only see her beautiful eyes, these eyes that could speak were her soul. They seemed shy and timid, with a slight flicker of light. Her black pupils were like a deep pool that could absorb people's souls.

"New son-in-law, it's time to perform the ceremony!" The ceremonial officer reminded Lu Bu when he saw that he had been standing there for a long time without moving.

"Oh, oh, salute, salute!"

This killer who killed people on the battlefield as easily as chopping vegetables was like a fool at this moment. He suddenly came to his senses, quickly stepped forward and bowed to the bride, then looked at her reluctantly for a few more times before turning around and leaving. When he reached the door, he couldn't help but want to look back again, but was stopped by Zhang Liao and Hua Xiong.

A lady who acted as a female teacher tied the bride's belt and scarf, and then walked her out of the door and to Lü Bu's ink carriage.

This time, Lu Bu was no longer stupid. He bowed to the lady and the bride, and handed over the bridle in his hand.

Lu Bu already knew the meaning of this etiquette, which was to hand the carriage rope to the bride, and from then on, the wife would have the final say in the family.

As the bride, Zhang Mo was not allowed to speak at this time, and the lady next to her politely declined on her behalf. However, Lu Bu stubbornly stuffed the bridle into Zhang Mo's hands, and then helped her step onto the carriage in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

If he had not met her back then, if she had not taught him how to be a king, if she had not helped him plan, even if he were reborn, he would still be the same ignorant, arrogant, and unfaithful Lu Bu. Even if he could predict the future, he would still go down the same old path. Amo is smarter than he is, so it is right to listen to her.

Although Zhang Mo had learned etiquette, she had not learned wedding etiquette. She didn't understand what he meant by handing the bridle to her, but she just took it anyway.

After placing the people in the carriage, Lu Bu sat in front of the carriage and drove back himself.

After leaving the palace, the convoy did not go directly to Lu's palace, but moved slowly along the street. Lu Bu had learned a trick from somewhere, but he actually hired many women to pick fresh flower petals and scatter the flowers along the way following the ink carriage.

Through the crack in the car window, Zhang Mo looked out at the rain of petals falling outside and asked in a low voice, "How did you come up with that?"

Lu Bu leaned back and tilted his head slightly. "Last year in Lingquan Village, you liked watching the rain of petals, and I remembered it."

Zhang Mo smiled, "My husband is so thoughtful!"

"As long as my wife likes it, I will keep it in my heart."

Zhang Mo's heart felt as if it was filled with honey. She was really content to have met such a person who cared about her wholeheartedly in her life.

At this moment, she began to feel fortunate that the system had mistakenly assigned her to Lu Bu, allowing them to meet, know each other, and fall in love... until they were old and gray!

The motorcade circled the city and returned to Lu's mansion. Lu Bu got off the car and bowed to Zhang Mo first, inviting her to enter the courtyard. Then, the groom bowed every time he passed a threshold, and finally came to the hall.

After entering the wedding hall, there will be a eulogy from the praiser first, followed by the ceremony of washing hands, sitting together, sharing the same sacrifice, drinking the wedding wine together, untying the tassel ceremony, tying the hair ceremony, and worshiping in the hall.

After going through all the etiquette, Zhang Mo had only one conclusion about Han Dynasty weddings, that is, the groom's waist was strained and the bride was hungry. The groom had to do more than three bows for each ritual. If he didn't have a strong waist, he would not be able to hold on to the end. However, Lu Bu had a strong waist and could stand upright after going through the entire set of etiquette.

After the ceremonial banquet, it was already dark. Lu Bu returned to the bridal chamber drunkenly and drove out all the outsiders as soon as he entered.

Zhang Mo did not sit upright in front of the couch like his previous brides. At this moment, she was eating the sour soup noodles specially cooked by Meixiang at the table.

Seeing him come in, Zhang Mo put down her chopsticks and asked, "Are you drunk?"

Lu Bu walked over and sat beside her, holding one of her soft hands. His hazy eyes suddenly cleared up. "How could I possibly get drunk on such an important day? I still have important things to do!"

The two of them had even had a baby before, so Zhang Mo didn't feel shy or awkward when she heard him talk about the big event. She pushed the bowl towards him and said, "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to have something first?"

Lu Bu propped his chin on his hand, sat sideways and looked at her, "I'm not hungry, I'll eat later."

"Then go wash up first. There's water in the back room, but... I've already washed... The bucket is too big, and changing the water is too much trouble. I was thinking of waiting for you to come back, but it's really hot out. Do you mind?"

Lu Bu sniffed the sweaty smell on her body and thought that she should be washed first. He came over and pecked her on the face, "I like to wash after you wash..."

Lu Bu wanted to carry her to take a bath together, but then he remembered that he had something important to do and was afraid that he would not be able to control himself if they took a bath together, so he had to give up!

He walked into the inner room, where there was an extra-large bathtub covered with a layer of flower petals. Lu Bu remembered his first time with her in Lingquan Village last year, and his blood suddenly boiled. He washed himself clean in no time, and when he came out, Amo had already finished her noodles.

It was a hot summer day, and Lu Bu came out wearing only a thin inner garment. His bronze skin, chest muscles, and eight-pack abs glowed wildly under the candlelight. Zhang Mo couldn't help swallowing and admitted that she had been seduced.

Lu Bu walked over and picked up the stunned person and brought them to the couch. He looked at her still tightly dressed outer garment and said with a smile, "Isn't it hot?"

"A little hot……"

As she spoke, she reached out to touch his firm chest muscles, pressing and pinching them. Finding them too firm to pinch, she then followed the clearly defined lines to his eight abdominal muscles, counting them one by one from top to bottom...

"Little fairy!"

Lu Bu's voice became rough. He ripped open the belt of her outer garment and stripped it off in a few seconds, leaving only a thin blouse. The slender neck, delicate collarbone, proud figure under the thin shirt, and the dishonest little hand on his abdomen all tempted his blood to surge.

This woman, no matter how much I love her, it’s never enough!

"Don't move yet!"

His voice was low and hoarse. He resisted the urge to pounce on her immediately, grabbed the naughty little hand, and with his other hand, he took out a small box from under the pillow and handed it to Zhang Mo.

"What is that?" Zhang Mo's face froze, and she couldn't help but think of the hidden arrow he had given her before. Could he be giving her another hidden weapon? On their wedding night?

Lu Bu opened the brocade box. "Didn't you say that in your country, newlyweds exchange rings? I had a pair of rings made according to your description. However, since I couldn't find the diamonds you mentioned, I used rubies and sapphires instead."

He took out a gold ring inlaid with a ruby, took Zhang Mo's right hand, and put the ring on her ring finger. "This one of yours is a ruby. Do you like it?"

Zhang Mo looked at the ring on her hand, her desire gradually faded, leaving only a heart full of emotion. Before getting married, he once asked her how people would hold weddings two thousand years later. She had just said it casually at the time, but she didn't expect that he would remember it.

Lu Bu picked up the sapphire ring again and said, "I can't let you wear a white wedding dress, so I can only make these two rings to comfort your homesickness."

With tears in her eyes, she took the ring and carefully put it on him. After that, she threw him onto the couch, lay on top of him, opened her mouth and bit his lips, and said vaguely, "My home is where you and the little bun are..."

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