After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Fu Jiuli's smile froze on his face, as if the drunkenness he had just suppressed was coming back again, causing him to feel dizzy.

He couldn't help but frown slightly and supported his head with his hands.

Shen Nanxing was startled and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Jiuli stood up, holding onto the table. A reassuring smile formed at the corner of his lips. "It's okay. I drank a little too much tonight... I'll be fine after a night's rest."

He took two steps towards the door, then turned back and said, "I'm going to sleep in the study tonight. You...you should also go to bed early..."

After saying that, without waiting for Shen Nanxing's reply, he turned around and prepared to open the door to go out.

A cold female voice came from behind him: "Today is our wedding night, are you going to leave me alone in the empty room?"

Fu Jiuli's body stiffened. He raised his hand to open the door, then slowly lowered it, without turning back. He stood alone in the shadows, looking lonely and helpless.

Shen Nanxing also stood up: "If you want to leave, then go ahead. Anyway, tomorrow there will be rumors all over the capital. They won't say that you did anything wrong, but will only say that I am not favored..."

She turned her back and said, "I'm used to it anyway. Go ahead."

In the not-so-big space, the two of them sat back to back in silence for a long time.

Finally, a faint sigh was heard in the air.

Fu Jiuli turned around and quietly came to Shen Nanxing's side. He put his arm around her shoulders and smiled at her with his dark eyes: "If Madam doesn't mind, then we can sleep together."

"It's just that my husband is drunk, so I have to trouble my wife to take care of him..."

Shen Nanxing snorted coldly, grabbed the man's hand, and dragged him onto the bed. In a few breaths, the man was pinned down by her.

She rested her elbow on the man's chest and lightly lifted his chin with the tip of her other finger: "My husband, how much alcohol can you drink? Do you think I know nothing?"

The woman's voice was charming: "Nine Thousand Years Old is known for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk..."

Fu Jiuli was suddenly pressed down by the beauty. His whole body tensed, but his face remained calm. "That reputation of being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk is all fabricated by them. In reality, no one dares to force me to drink. How could I get drunk?"

"You're still so stubborn!" Shen Nanxing pecked him lightly on the lips: "Keep making up stories. I'm listening."

Fu Jiuli continued to make up a story, "Today, I was in a good mood and treated them with a better attitude, so they all came to toast me. I accepted everyone's toasts and drank quite a bit..."

"Oh?" Shen Nanxing raised an eyebrow: "Why are you so happy today?"

She stared at him with a pair of dark eyes, which were so hot that they almost burned him.

Caught in such a gaze, Fu Jiuli was stuck: "I..."

Shen Nanxing smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes shining like stars: "I am also very happy to marry you."

Before she finished speaking, she had already opened the man's shirt and put her hand inside.

Solid, tough, and elastic...

Shen Nanxing's eyes were filled with unspeakable excitement. Just as she was about to take further action, her rebellious hand was grabbed by the man's big hand.

She frowned at him and said, "What? You're not allowed to touch me even though we're married?"

Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw the man holding his head with his other hand, his brows furrowed, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

"Fu Jiuli, what's wrong with you?" Shen Nanxing's eyes widened. She put her hand on his forehead and touched it with her own: "You don't have a fever..."

Fu Jiuli's deep voice was filled with pain: "Madam, I really drank too much. My head hurts so much..."