New Song Dynasty: My Wife is an Imperial Princess

Having switched to a new game, Ye Qingmiao, who had never played it before, drank several bowls of wine in a row. However, this girl seemed to have a special talent for it and quickly mastered the rhythm, becoming evenly matched with Tang Qian.

As their shouts grew louder, their previously respectful sitting posture could no longer be maintained. Tang Qian stood up, placing one foot on the round stool. Although Ye Qingmiao's posture was not as unrestrained as her husband's, it was not exactly elegant either.

The two, their faces flushed, held up their four hands in front of their eyes, sometimes clenching them into fists and sometimes spreading their fingers, shouting "Fifteen, twenty!" repeatedly, making quite a commotion. Even though Chu Xia had closed all the doors and windows, their loud shouts still attracted Qiu Linghua.

Having received the order from the matriarch of the family, Chu Xia dared not disobey. She could only open the door, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted out, causing Qiu Linghua to frown. She peeked through the crack in the door and a surge of nameless anger rushed to her head. Qiu Linghua was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes and collapsed to the ground.

It was Chun Tao behind her who reacted quickly and stepped forward to support Qiu Linghua when she leaned back, thus helping her regain her balance.

After taking several deep breaths, Qiu Linghua's emotions finally calmed down a bit.

"They really are a match made in heaven." After giving the two such an assessment, Qiu Linghua smiled bitterly, turned around and left the scene of the drinking contest that was too unbearable to watch, "Chuxia, you'd better keep a close eye on the yard and don't let any unrelated people in."

If their son and daughter-in-law did something so shameful on their wedding night, and it got out, the Tang family would be utterly disgraced.

Ultimately, this is all Shen Xiangyue's fault; she actually raised such an exceptional daughter-in-law for the Tang family.

"No, I have to talk to my cousin about this. What kind of girl is so unrefined? It's just utterly ill-mannered."

Qiu Linghua stormed off in a huff, but that didn't stop the two people inside from enjoying their drinks to the fullest.

By the time the entire jar of rice wine was empty, Tang Qian was already slumped over the table, unconscious.

Ye Qingmiao acted as if nothing had happened. She rinsed her mouth with tea, then stretched out her slender finger and poked Tang Qian's red face, which resembled a monkey's bottom. She revealed a smug smile: "I started stealing wine from my family when I was five years old, and I've never been drunk before. Looking at your current state, how do you expect to escape my grasp?"

They called out to Chu Xia, and the two of them, one on each side, lifted the completely unconscious Tang Qian and threw him onto the bed. Seeing that Chu Xia intended to stay overnight, Ye Qingmiao, despite her thick skin, felt her cheeks burning: "You don't need to stay here. I'll call you if anything happens. Go and rest."

"No, the old lady wants to see your...first blood tomorrow morning, Miss. I have to be there to serve you."

Upon hearing Chu Xia's words, Ye Qingmiao's face turned even redder: "I know what to do, so you should hurry up and leave."

Ignoring Chu Xia's objections, Ye Qingmiao pushed her out of the room, closed the door, and blew out the lights. A hazy darkness immediately enveloped the room, filling it with an alluring atmosphere.

Unfortunately, Tang Qian was no longer responding. Ye Qingmiao finally managed to take off her husband's outer garment and lay down on the other side. Ye Qingmiao turned to the side and carefully examined Tang Qian lying next to her in the moonlight streaming in from the window. Ye Qingmiao could clearly feel her chest rising and falling with her husband's breath.

With a slight upturn of her lips, Ye Qingmiao revealed a satisfied smile.

"My ideal man is a peerless hero, and one day he will come to marry me. Fortunately, when we were young, I tricked you into coming to my boudoir by drinking contest, otherwise you would have been snatched away by those two girls, Zhao Yingluo and Yan Xier."

Ye Qingmiao was still muttering to herself when Tang Qian suddenly rolled over, startling her.

A hand rested on her fragrant shoulder, and their faces were pressed together. Tang Qian was fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening. Ye Qingmiao calmed down after a period of turmoil, pressed her body close to Tang Qian, and then used her hands and feet to wrap herself tightly around her husband like an octopus.

That night, Tang Qian had a nightmare. He felt like he was being entangled by something and couldn't get free. The more he struggled, the tighter the thing gripped him.

Overwhelmed, Tang Qian suddenly opened his eyes and found that Ye Qingmiao's sleeping posture was extremely ungraceful. Her limbs were pressed tightly against him, and her head was buried in his chest. At this point, she was almost pushing him off the bed.

In the quiet of the night, Tang Qian's heart still fluttered at the sight of Ye Qingmiao's pretty face so close to his. After all, they had already gone through the wedding ceremony and become husband and wife, and now they were sleeping in the same bed. What did he have to worry about?

It was at this moment that Tang Qian truly experienced what it meant to be visually appealing.

The warm touch on her lips made Ye Qingmiao realize something was wrong, and she opened her eyes with a gasp.

After all, she was still a virgin, and she had never experienced such intense stimulation before. It was as if an electric current had spread throughout her body, and Ye Qingmiao was completely in a state of numbness.

Tang Qian, however, did not intend to simply take advantage of the situation and call it quits.

"We're husband and wife now, so I can do whatever I want with you, my wife, right?"

Without waiting for Ye Qingmiao's reply, Tang Qian pulled the blanket over them, completely enveloping them.

Amidst the rustling and bustling activity, the sky gradually brightened.

After a drinking contest, Tang Qian and Ye Qingmiao consummated their marriage. They spent almost the entire night indulging in their passion, finally falling asleep in each other's arms after exhausting themselves.

She slept soundly for a long time. Yan Xier and Zhao Yingluo had already paid their respects to Qiu Linghua, while Ye Qingmiao was still curled up in Tang Qian's arms, unwilling to move.

The two didn't wake up until the sun was high in the sky.

Now that they had consummated their marriage, Tang Qian, being the most doting husband, naturally didn't want Ye Qingmiao to suffer. He got out of bed, brought some water, and personally wiped her body. Tang Qian pointed to the roll of white silk with a few traces of blood red on it beneath them, his expression quite unpleasant: "This thing isn't really going to be shown to Mother, is it? Can we skip this step?"

Tang Qian really felt embarrassed.

“That won’t do.” Ye Qingmiao’s statement was righteous and firm. “Before we got married, I did a lot of outrageous things. Of course, I have to prove my innocence now. Although I, Ye Qingmiao, am unreliable, I am a person who keeps myself clean.”

Well, this can be considered as reassuring his mother, Qiu Linghua, as Tang Qian doesn't want to see any discord between his mother and daughter-in-law.

In order to maintain peace at home, Tang Qian had no choice but to suppress the shame and anger of having his secret revealed in public.