On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The night in the backyard of the Prince Regent's Palace was as quiet as water. Four glazed lamps were hung on the eaves of Qingwen's side room. The warm yellow light shone through the Xiangfei bamboo curtain, casting delicate bamboo shadows on the blue brick floor.

This is a trial product from the Wuqing Development Zone. Its quality is not very good at the moment, but it is much better than the glass balls from Persia.

Moreover, Qingwen was also the first person in the entire palace to use a glass lamp.

The lamp stand was cast with a lotus pattern, and a rice-sized luminous pearl was embedded in the center of each petal, reflecting Qingwen's lying figure on the curtain, like a breathing picture of a lady.

When Lin Zhen lifted the cotton curtain, the copper bells on the eaves made a clear sound, startling two roosting birds and making the beauty on the couch sit up.

"My husband is finally here."

Qingwen's voice was three parts lazy and seven parts coquettish. Her moon-white feather gauze nightgown slid loosely to her shoulders, revealing her swan-like slender neck. The cinnabar mole below her collarbone was faintly visible in the light.

Her fingertips stroked the pearl hairpin on her temples, which was a gift from Zhang Li. Thirty-six oriental pearls hung down from the hairpin, creating tiny spots of light on her skin as she moved.

Lin Zhen's gaze paused on her slightly open collar, and a sigh rolled through his throat.

Although they have been in love for a long time, Qingwen always likes to use this half-exposed and half-hidden posture to seduce him. Even though her figure has not fully recovered after giving birth, the charm of her eyes and eyebrows has not diminished in the slightest.

He stepped forward to help her tidy up her nightgown that had slipped off. When his fingertips touched the thin layer of sweat on her collarbone, Qingwen suddenly grabbed his wrist and pressed his palm against her warm neck.

"Look, because I'm waiting for my husband, my heart is beating faster than Chengyu's hungry cries." Lin Zhen was amused by her straightforward love words and chuckled. His fingers unconsciously stroked the beating pulse on her neck, feeling the rapid rhythm.

Qingwen took the opportunity to rub against his chest, her nose almost touching the sinking water sachet on his chest, and her warm breath brushed against his clothes. "Hehehe, my husband's fragrance always reminds me of last year's snowy night. Back then, you walked back in the snow wearing a black cloak. The sinking water fragrance on your clothes mixed with the snow was more refreshing than any hangover soup."

As she spoke, Qingwen took a few more deep breaths on Lin Zhen.

"Don't make trouble during the confinement period, lie down quickly." Lin Zhen's voice was a few notes lower than usual, but he did not pull back his hand.

Qingwen's fingertips slid up along his sleeve, and when they touched the scar on his forearm, she suddenly blew softly, "This scar was inflicted last year when we were defending the city in Qinghe. But I remember you stitched the wound crookedly, so how come it's gone now?"

Her fingertips brushed against the soft flesh on the inside of his elbow, where there was a sensitive spot that only she knew about.

Lin Zhen couldn't help but laugh. He stepped forward to massage her Jianjing acupoint. When his palm touched her delicate skin, Qingwen suddenly grabbed his hand and tied it to her waist. "My husband, these hands can hold a long knife and massage my body, but you just won't stay in my room for a few more hours."

She looked up at him, the corners of her lips still stained with the rose pastry crumbs she had eaten that day. "At lunch today, I specially asked the kitchen to make your favorite sea bass stew, but I heard that you were eating cold steamed buns in the study."

"The military report from the front is urgent, otherwise why wouldn't I come to see you?"

Lin Zhen's fingers rested on the soft flesh of her lower back, a sensitive spot there that made her tremble uncontrollably. "Grandfather is preparing to attack Hequ County. I need to plan to transport some supplies from the Western Regions caravan."

Qingwen suddenly turned over and sat up, her nightgown sliding down to her waist, revealing a small part of her chest wrapped in a bellyband. "Speaking of food and fodder, I remember something. The other day the wet nurse said Chengyu eats three times more than an average baby, and even four wet nurses taking turns feeding him can't keep him fed."

She traced her fingertips across his palm. "Why don't you let me feed him myself? He drinks so much snow frog cream every day anyway, so I can't let those wet nurses do it for free."

Lin Zhen's ears felt slightly hot, and his eyes fell on the bellyband on her chest. It was made of moon-white feather satin embroidered with lotus patterns that he had personally selected. "You haven't recovered yet, how can you have so much milk to feed? Oh, right,"

He suddenly remembered something and took out a brocade box from his sleeve. "This is the glass bell that Manager Qian brought back. He said it can calm a baby's crying if hung on the cradle."

Qingwen took the brocade box and traced the winding branches on the bell with her fingertips. "It's quite exquisite."

She suddenly leaned in close, her warm breath brushing his earlobe, "But I think a song before bed is more effective than any bell."

As she spoke, she grasped his wrist and placed it against her abdomen. "Listen, my heart is beating so fast, how can a bell calm it down?"

Little Chengyu in his swaddling clothes suddenly cried out in hunger, but Qingwen pretended not to hear him. Her fingertips slid up along his sleeves and touched the old scar on his forearm: "When I was changing your shirt yesterday, I found that your shoulder armor had rubbed your skin."

Her voice suddenly softened. "I've asked the embroiderer to line the newly made soft armor with velvet, and have it delivered to the study tomorrow."

"Nonsense, how can you use velvet for soft armor?" Lin Zhen was helpless because of her pestering, but he let her hold his hand.

"The armor is cold, how can it be as warm as my hand?" Qingwen suddenly bit his fingertips and said incoherently, "Husband, I am hungry."

"Bang! Madam, it's time to feed the baby."

"That's fine."

The wet nurse came in and took the child away. Suddenly, she saw the eyelashes of little Chengyu in the cradle trembled, and his eyes slowly opened.

The hand that was about to take the child suddenly stopped in mid-air - what a pair of eyes, the pupils were as red as coagulated blood, shining with an enchanting luster under the glass light, and there seemed to be a flame silently dancing deep in the iris.

"Prince! The young master has opened his eyes!" The wet nurse's voice was filled with tears. The swaddling clothes in her arms were shaking violently, and the child's red eyes flickered in the swaying light and shadow.

Qingwen screamed and staggered to her feet from the couch, not even noticing her nightgown slipping to the ground. She just stared at the child's eyes: "Ah!? This...husband, Chengyu...Chengyu's eyes..."

Lin Zhen only felt his fingertips going numb, and his throat felt like there was a ball of cotton stuffed in it.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, his fingertips almost touching the child's eyelashes, but he suddenly withdrew his hand the moment he saw the red pupils.

He had seen the emerald green pupils of the snow wolves of the northern border and the azure blue eyes of the Hu merchants of the western regions before, but he had never seen such strange blood-red pupils - the color was too strong, as if blood was congealed in the pupils, and even the whites of the eyes were faintly pink.

"Husband, what should I do?"

"Prince, this has nothing to do with me!"

"Our milk is healthy, not poisonous milk!"

"Shut up!" He shouted at Nanny Zhou who was screaming incessantly, his voice trembling without him even noticing.

The entire room fell into dead silence, with only the crackling sound of burning charcoal being particularly clear.

Qingwen suddenly grabbed his wrist, her nails almost digging into his flesh: "Husband, what is going on..."

Lin Zhen forced himself to calm down, but was extremely gentle when he took the child.

Little Chengyu's red eyes reflected his face.

Could it be... the Heart-Eating Gu? Has Cheng Yu's body also been taken over by the Heart-Eating Gu?

"Send someone to invite Dr. Sun, and also find the Chess and Card Buddha!"

"Yes."