New Song Dynasty: My Wife is an Imperial Princess

After settling the two brides in, Tang Qian walked out of the courtyard.

He first greeted his mother, Qiu Linghua, and the other elders in the family before walking to Zhao Yingluo's side, his face full of bitterness: "Marrying is such a big matter, why didn't you think to discuss it with me? You even married two women at once. The uninformed people outside will definitely say that I, the city lord, am lustful."

Zhao Yingluo glanced at Tang Qian, complaining but smiling: "Could it be that my husband is some kind of virtuous gentleman?"

Back in the capital, he captivated Yan Xier's heart in just one night. Then, in Youzhou City, he made Yan Xier throw herself into his arms. He even climbed into Ye Qingmiao's bed when they were children. Such a shameless man who falls in love with every woman he sees deserves to be criticized by the people.

Tang Qian shook his head helplessly: "So, your husband really is a complete scumbag? Then why are you still so devoted to me and even helping me arrange to marry someone else?"

Zhao Yingluo spat and said, "I know very well what kind of person my husband is."

Seeing that Tang Qian still intended to be affectionate with her, Zhao Yingluo nudged her husband's shoulder: "Today is not the time for you to fawn over me. There are two beautiful wives waiting for you in the room to drink the nuptial wine with them."

Her reminder immediately made Tang Qian's face show a conflicted expression: "I only have one wife, but I have two newlywed wives. It's really hard to decide which one to choose first. I dare not offend either of them."

To be fair, Tang Qian naturally wanted to consummate their marriage with Yan Xier. The two had known each other for over a year and were already of one mind. Moreover, Yan Xier had given up her noble status as the princess of the Great Jin Dynasty for him, leaving her homeland and relatives, which was equivalent to giving up everything. He had a responsibility to take good care of her, both emotionally and logically.

But Ye Qingmiao is someone he also cannot afford to offend.

The entire city of Guangling knew that he had entered her boudoir and slept with her in bed, but Tang Qian was unwilling to bear the infamy of starting something and then abandoning it.

So why insist on marrying both of them at the same time? It saves the family a lot of trouble, but it makes things very difficult for me.

When the sun sets and night falls, should he knock on Yan Xier's door first, or should he go to Ye Qingmiao's bed first?

Before Tang Qian could think any further, the banquet for the guests began amidst the sound of firecrackers. As a new round of toasts officially started, Tang Qian felt his stomach churning violently.

It turns out that the hangover from last night hadn't completely worn off; it was just that the morning had been a little exciting, causing Tang Qian to temporarily forget about it.

However, since things had already come to this, Tang Qian simply relaxed and accepted all the toasts from the guests. After only one round, the groom collapsed into the table like a rag doll, completely drunk.

Without the main character, how can everyone cause trouble?

Left with no other choice, Qiu Xin could only arrange for his two brothers to take Tang Qian back to the backyard.

Feeling himself being thrown onto a comfortable bed, Tang Qian merely twitched his eyelashes slightly before clearly seeing Yan Xi'er sitting upright to one side.

A surge of secret joy welled up inside Tang Qian, who muttered to himself, "Brother Miao really understands me."

At the doorway not far away, Qiu Miao was talking to Xiao Li. Although Tang Qian couldn't quite hear what they were talking about, he could roughly guess.

It was nothing more than them getting drunk in front of the hall and causing trouble, so they asked Xiao Li to convey their apologies.

Yan Xier disregarded etiquette, put down her fan, and brought over the hangover tea, wanting to help her husband sober up. Seeing Tang Qian lying motionless like a dead dog, she tried to tug at him a few times, but could only sigh in the end: "How did you get so drunk?"

"Yes, how did they get so drunk? How can we continue with the rest of the program? It's really unacceptable."

A sudden voice, tinged with a triumphant chuckle, startled Yan Xi'er. Seeing that Tang Qian, who had been lying drunk on the bed, had sat up with clear eyes, his gaze now bright and lucid, a far cry from the murky look he had when he entered, she immediately beamed with joy.

Yan Xier playfully punched Tang Qian on the shoulder with her small fist, her tone tinged with anger: "Well, you've actually pretended to be drunk."

Tang Qian wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "You suffered a loss last night, how could I possibly fall in the same place twice?"

Long before the banquet began, Tang Qian had several of his princess sisters-in-law help him drink several jars of rice soup, just waiting for this group of people to come and get him drunk.

"So that's how it is." After only a moment of stunned silence, Yan Xi'er understood Tang Qian's plan. "Today you're going to marry me and Qingmiao. You know that no matter whose door you enter first, you'll offend the other one. So you simply pretended to be drunk and handed over the decision-making power to someone else. If Qingmiao and I are dissatisfied in the future, you can use this as an excuse. Husband, you really have a good plan."

Tang Qian wasn't angry that his plan had been exposed. Instead, he held Yan Xi'er tightly, which made Xiao Li, who had seen the guests off, turn and leave, saying, "It's broad daylight, how indecent."

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Yan Xier subconsciously resisted several times to no avail, so she simply gave in to Tang Qian's wishes. The two cuddled for a while before remembering that they still had important business to attend to.

After drinking the nuptial wine at the table, Yan Xier's eyes were somewhat glazed, and her gaze towards Tang Qian was full of provocation. It seems that the straightforwardness of northern women has been around since ancient times. The sun has not yet set, and they are already planning to go to the bridal chamber.

Seeing that Tang Qian was still sitting still, Yan Xi'er pretended to be angry and said coquettishly, "What are you standing there for? Go close the door!"

"okay."

Since you, Yan Xier, can be so open-minded, how can I, as a man, be so fussy?

Tang Qian jumped up and went to the door to bolt it, but Yan Xier reminded him from behind: "Look carefully to see if anyone is peering out from the corner."

Yan Xier was ultimately too shy to admit it. She could accept having no time restrictions, but she was also worried that people would gossip about her.

Tang Qian was obedient enough to stick his head out and look around. Seeing that no one was around, he was about to pull back when he suddenly felt a kick on his butt. Yan Xi'er kicked him out and then immediately closed the door.

Tang Qian lunged forward several feet before barely managing to regain his balance: "Yan Xi'er, that's going too far! What kind of woman kicks her husband out on their wedding night?"

A soft laugh came from inside the room: "Qingmiao has waited for you for so many years, it's time for you to fulfill your promise. As for the two of us, there's plenty of time ahead, why is my husband in such a hurry?"