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At the very moment they were about to have their wedding ceremony, the sluice gate a hundred miles away slowly opened amidst the sound of cannons. Until nightfall, the waters of the Huangsha River and the Huai River merged under the moonlight, rushing into the dried-up riverbed and then flowing into the thirsty streams.

Meanwhile, in their new room in the Eastern Palace, they finally became one, and the people of the Great Qing Dynasty cheered and congratulated them continuously, immersing the entire capital in joy.

The common people all say that it is the blessing brought by the Crown Princess, and that the Crown Prince's wedding day was auspicious.

"The Crown Prince is really something, he's already asked for water five times." The orange-pink and blue-pink girls guarding the door whispered, their voices tinged with shyness. "That's because of our Princess,"

Just as the two were about to continue speaking, Hongfen immediately stopped them, scolding them with a stern face: "Have you heard me? Hurry up and do it! If you keep gossiping about the masters, you'll be sent to the laundry department."

"Yes, Sister Hongfen." The two stuck out their tongues and quickly slipped away, their skirts brushing against the threshold with a soft rustling sound.

This time, not many maids were brought into the palace as part of the dowry. Tang Shuang and Hong Fen both insisted on going to the palace, but Jing Chunxi did not agree to either of them.

With Tang Shuang's personality, she would probably offend someone within three days of entering the palace. Even if she were the Crown Princess, she might not be able to protect her all the time. And Jing Chunxi naturally wouldn't accept her just because she violated palace rules.

They only asked her to stay in the manor to continue managing her small courtyard and, incidentally, to look after Pu Ge'er. Finally, they promised that Pu Ge'er would have children of her own, and only then did the girl stop crying and start smiling.

As for Hongfen, she promised that if she still didn't have someone she liked by the age of twenty-two, she would follow the princess's arrangements. She even wrote a separate agreement before she was allowed to enter the palace.

Most of the palace maids, including Granny Wei, stayed at the Rong'en Marquis's residence. Xiao Man was also left with Pu Ge'er. Only a few maids who had served him closely and whom he knew well were brought into the palace.

After all, Pu Ge'er and Xiao Yu are still young and cannot fully support all the affairs of the mansion. She was also worried that her mother would not be able to take care of herself. With Granny Wei and Granny Zhou there, she felt at ease and was able to relax a little.

They intended to set July and September free, but the two refused to leave or get married, so they were brought into the palace as maids to accompany their brides.

In addition to the Crown Princess's original palace regulations, and the palace servants personally selected by Xu Zize, her courtyard is now more crowded than ever, filling the side halls of the East Palace to capacity.

After being tossed and turned all night, she woke up to find it was already broad daylight, with sunlight streaming through the window onto the brocade quilt. "Why didn't you wake me? Weren't we supposed to be serving tea and paying our respects to the Empress Dowager today?" Jing Chunxi scrambled to her feet, only to feel a chill on her chest. A warm hand then pushed against her soft breasts, startling her into a soft gasp.

"No need. Brother Xiaokang just returned and explained to Mother that you were too tired to get up. Mother has granted your request that you not go today, saying that you can serve tea together when Father returns in the evening."

The push startled both of them. Jing Chunxi blushed deeply and quickly burrowed back into the covers, wrapping herself up tightly. She muttered in a low voice, "You did this on purpose! How can I face anyone after saying that?"

"Then just look after Brother Xiaokang. He doesn't need to go out. Brother Xiaokang can go and talk to Mother again, and we can go back to his parents' home after the tea ceremony tomorrow."

"What kind of rule is this?" Jing Chunxi angrily reached out and pinched his waist. But he took the opportunity to lift the corner of the blanket and crawl under her, embracing her tightly, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"What do you want to do again?"

"No! Brother Xiaokang, I'm so tired."

"Just for a moment, Xi'er, don't move, I'll do it."

"I really can't take it anymore, my back is about to break."

...

Orange Pink and Blue Pink, who had just brought water to prepare for the Crown Princess's wash-up, heard intermittent sounds of fighting coming from inside the room. They exchanged a glance, quickly stopped, and gently closed the door again.

He turned to the young eunuch waiting at the door and said in a low voice, "Quickly prepare more hot water!" The young eunuch nodded in understanding and ran quickly toward the kitchen.

When she woke up again, it was past noon. Still worried that she was hungry, Xu Zize gently patted her cheek and shook her awake himself.

She was clearly exhausted, her whole body aching and weak, as if she had been trampled by a thousand horses. He, on the other hand, looked completely satisfied, radiant, without a trace of fatigue on his face. He smiled at her with a slightly mischievous grin, his eyes and brows brimming with smugness.

Jing Chunxi angrily turned her head away, ignoring him, and didn't want to get up immediately, so she lazily curled up in the quilt. Unexpectedly, her hand was poked by something hard and cold, which startled Jing Chunxi. She immediately opened her eyes wide and was instantly wide awake.

"Do you like the wedding gift I sent you, Xi'er?" He hugged her from behind again, his warm chest pressed against her back. Jing Chunxi was too lazy to struggle and let him do whatever he wanted, focusing only on the golden light on the pillow.

Her eyes, however, were drawn to the stack of gleaming gold "immunity tokens," which shone brightly in the afternoon sun. Her counting was repeatedly interrupted by the impacts from behind, "One, two..." eventually turning into a soft moan, broken and intermittent, blending into the warm tent.

Until she was pulled out of the bathtub, warm water droplets dripped from her hair. He personally helped her dry off and change her clothes, his fingertips gently stroking her skin. Then he held her and fed her until she was full.

When she carried him back to bed, Jing Chunxi counted the death-exemption tokens clearly and laid them out one by one in her palm.

"Ten coins? How much does the Emperor dote on Brother Xiaokang to give so many?" Jing Chunxi was truly stunned. She had always heard that the Emperor's number of pardons was limited, at most ten or so. Did he give them all to her?

Her fingers gently traced the delicate patterns on the gold medal.

"Xi'er deserves it." Xu Zize leaned in and kissed the back of her neck, his warm lips pressed against her delicate skin. This time, however, he didn't tease her anymore. Instead, he looked at her little money-grubber and smiled with immense satisfaction, his eyes so tender they could melt water.

"With Brother Xiaokang here, Xi'er doesn't need any help. We can melt it down later and use it to make longevity locks for our children."

"Then we'll make a fortune! How many longevity locks will we need?"

He chuckled softly and pulled her closer to him. "Yes, what belongs to Brother Xiaokang is also Xi'er's. Here's the storeroom key too." As he spoke, she felt the breath coming from the back of her neck, steady and long.

Her newlywed husband finally fell asleep, but his arms were still tightly wrapped around her waist.