Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

The candle burned brightly, its tears slowly piling up into a small mountain. Zhou Ziqian sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers unconsciously twisting the gold thread of his wedding dress, the delicate phoenix pattern wrinkled from his rubbing.

"Aqian." Su Yue sat down beside him and gently pressed his restless fingers. "Shall we talk?"

Zhou Ziqian pursed his lips and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Sister... don't you like me?"

Su Yue was stunned. She didn't expect him to ask this.

"If it's because of an arranged marriage, or because of my status as a prince..." Zhou Ziqian's voice gradually lowered, "I... I can't accept such intimacy."

In the candlelight, his eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, and his eyes, which had just been washed by tears, were particularly clear.

Su Yue's heart softened, and she reached out to touch his cheek: "Silly talk."

She carefully considered her words, "I've been married seven times, and I get nervous every time I get married. It's not because I'm sentimental, but because I know I have an extra responsibility." Her fingers gently brushed the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye. "For you... from the moment I saw you fall ill in the Imperial Garden, I've felt heartbroken."

"Look at me." Su Yue gently lifted his chin. "If I, Su Yue, don't agree, I won't nod even if the emperor holds a knife to my neck."

Zhou Ziqian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the candlelight danced in his watery eyes: "So...do you like me, sister?"

This question was like a stone, plunging into Su Yue's heart. She carefully considered her words, "I might not be able to say I'm deeply in love with you right now, but..." Her fingers traced the teardrop mole under Zhou Ziqian's eye, "We'll grow in love with each other over time."

Zhou Ziqian's eyes suddenly lit up, like stars suddenly lit up in the night sky. But they quickly dimmed again. "But I... I said before that we didn't need to consummate the marriage..." His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Su Yue almost laughed out loud.

This naive little prince only regrets it now?

She deliberately put on a stern face and lifted his chin with her finger: "Aqian, what did the maids in the palace teach you? Show it to me?"

Zhou Ziqian's face turned red, and even his neck was dyed pink.

He felt like burning with anger when he thought of Mammy's explicit teachings.

"Aqian looks so cute when he's shy." Su Yue couldn't help but kiss the corner of his red eyes, "He's so pitiful."

The kiss was as light as a feather, but it made Zhou Ziqian tremble all over.

He touched the place where he was kissed in disbelief and stammered, "Sister, sister... this, this is not right..."

"Rules?" Su Yue smiled and kissed the tip of his nose again. "The thing our family has the most is breaking rules."

Zhou Ziqian was completely stunned, his head was buzzing.

He had imagined countless possibilities for his wedding night, but he had never imagined it would be like this - being kissed by his wife like a small animal, and he actually... liked it.

"I...I..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Nervousness and excitement mixed together, making his fingers tremble slightly.

Su Yue saw his confusion and gently held his hand: "Don't worry, we have a lifetime to learn slowly."

This sentence was like a key that opened a locked box in Zhou Ziqian's heart.

He suddenly threw himself into Su Yue's arms, buried his face in her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "Mammy said...said that we should undress my wife first..."

Su Yue laughed and hugged the little prince who took the initiative to throw himself into her arms: "Did the nanny say what if the groom starts crying first?"

"I, I didn't cry!" Zhou Ziqian raised his head and retorted, not knowing how adorable his red eyes looked.

Su Yue couldn't bear it anymore and lowered her head to kiss that stubborn mouth.

Zhou Ziqian froze for a moment, then responded awkwardly, completely forgetting what the nanny had taught him about being "reserved and reserved."

"I...I..." He stammered incoherently, his fingers clutching the bed sheets helplessly.

Su Yue pretended to stand up: "Forget it, I won't force you..."

"No!" Zhou Ziqian hurriedly grabbed her wrist, his voice trembling, "I do!"

When the red candle was half burned, Zhou Ziqian had buried his face in the pillow out of shame.

He clumsily imitated the movements taught by Mammy, his fingertips trembling.

Su Yue suppressed her laughter and instructed: "This... is not right."

"Woo..." Zhou Ziqian whimpered like a small animal, his ears red as if blood was dripping, "Mammy...Mammy taught me this..."

Su Yue finally understood why those young ladies from aristocratic families loved to marry young men from the palace - this teaching nanny's skills were truly amazing.

It started to drizzle outside the window, and the raindrops hit the window frame.

The candlelight flickered, casting the shadows of the two people on the gauze curtain.

"Sister..." Zhou Ziqian's voice was filled with tears, "Am I doing the right thing?"

Su Yue kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Very good."

The hibiscus tent was warm, and the golden phoenix on Zhou Ziqian's wedding dress had slipped to the ground at some point and was entangled with Su Yue's wedding gown.

He followed the nanny's instructions and took off Su Yue's hairpin, letting her long black hair fall all over the pillow.

"Mammy said..." His voice was as soft as a mosquito, "We need to comb my wife's hair first..."

Su Yue suddenly turned over and covered him in shadow: "Next, I will teach you."

In the second half of the night, the sound of rain became heavier.

Zhou Ziqian curled up in Su Yue's arms, so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

It turns out that what Mama said... really makes people happy.

"Are you tired?" Su Yue gently stroked his sweaty hair.

Zhou Ziqian shook his head, then nodded, and finally buried his face in her neck in shame: "Yes... a little..."

Su Yue smiled and hugged him tightly.

This little prince is so unique even in his way of acting coquettishly.

The red candle burned out its last tear, and the sky was already turning pale.

Zhou Ziqian felt Su Yue kissing his forehead while he was in a daze.

"Go to sleep." He heard Su Yue say, "We have to go to the palace to express our gratitude tomorrow."

Zhou Ziqian rubbed against her arms, with the corners of his mouth raised. So this is the feeling of happiness.

The next morning, Liang Junze was teaching Yaoyao to read in the courtyard when he suddenly saw Su Yue coming out of the new house looking refreshed, followed by Zhou Ziqian who looked a little unnatural.

"Ah Qian, are you awake?" Liang Junze greeted with a smile, "The porridge is warming up in the kitchen. I want..."

Before he could finish his words, Yaoyao rushed over and hugged Zhou Ziqian's legs: "Daddy!" The voice was so powerful that Zhou Ziqian staggered.

Su Yue quickly supported him and whispered in his ear, "Is your waist still sore?" She successfully made Zhou Ziqian blush from face to neck.

Gu Qingyan was passing by holding Hanhan and snorted coldly when he saw this: "Beast."

Lin Yuxuan was drying herbs and didn't even raise his head when he heard this: "Your first time..."

"Shut up!" Gu Qingyan covered his mouth with his hand and walked away quickly with his son in his arms.

Shangguan Haomu and Shangguan Haochen were basking in the sun under the corridor with their bellies bulging. They smiled at each other when they saw this.

Mu Feng came over with Xin Xin in his arms: "Ah Qian, try this candied fruit, it can relieve..." He glanced at his waist meaningfully, "discomfort."

Zhou Ziqian was so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear, but Su Yue hugged his shoulders and said, "Ignore them, they've all been there."

The sun fills the courtyard and shines on the family.

Zhou Ziqian looked at the people around him who were laughing and making noise, and suddenly felt that this wedding night was better than anything he had imagined.