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At this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao slowly raised her eyes, stared at the person in front of her, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

They grew up together and were very close, but Chu Xingyi today made her feel that he was different from before.

What exactly changed? She pondered deeply, but still couldn't pinpoint the exact reason.

Perhaps because he was staring at her so intently and for so long, Mu Xiaoxiao gradually felt uncomfortable.

She gently pursed her cherry-like lips and whispered:

“You…you are now married to…me…and this princess.”

Her face, as beautiful as a peach blossom, flushed unconsciously. She lowered her eyes and said:

"From now on, all matters in the household must be handled according to the orders of this princess."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a calm smile.

Immediately afterwards, he calmly brought over two exquisite cups of nuptial wine and slowly placed them in front of Meng Xiaoxiao.

Then, with a smile on his face, he asked:

"So, Your Highness, which cup would you like to try first? The one on the left, or the one on the right?"

However, Mu Xiaoxiao remained silent in the face of Chu Xingyi's question.

Seeing this, a shrewd glint flashed in Chu Xingyi's eyes, and his sword-like eyebrows rose slightly.

With a slightly teasing smile, she said, "Could it be that the princess is afraid to share this cup of fine wine with me?"

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Meng Xiaoxiao quickly reached out her hand.

He took one of the cups of nuptial wine, took Chu Xingyi's arm without hesitation, and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing her drink, she deliberately turned the glass upside down, rim facing down, and said confidently:

"Hmph! This princess can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, this cup of wine is nothing to me!"

Seeing this, Chu Xingyi simply smiled faintly and said nothing more.

Then, he slowly moved to Mu Xiaoxiao's side and carefully helped her sit down.

Then, he gently reached out his hands and removed the heavy and ornate hairpins from her head one by one.

After everything was tidied up, Chu Xingyi turned around and walked towards the bathroom, preparing to take a shower and wash up.

After Chu Xingyi turned and left, Mu Xiaoxiao sat quietly on the edge of the bed, a sense of tension rising in her heart.

Perhaps it was the sudden fact that she had become his wife that made her feel somewhat lost and bewildered.

I don't know how to adapt to this completely unfamiliar identity and life.

Lost in thought, Mu Xiaoxiao unconsciously picked up the wine glass on the table, intending to use the wine to bolster her courage.

One cup after another, she had only intended to drink a little to calm her mind, but before she knew it, she had drunk several cups.

Gradually, the alcohol began to take effect, and her previously tense nerves began to relax.

Just then, Chu Xingyi returned to his room after taking a bath.

When he saw the pretty figure sleeping soundly on the bed, a smile of indulgence mixed with helplessness appeared on his face.

He walked slowly to the bedside, carefully bent down, and gently took off Mu Xiaoxiao's shoes and socks.

Then he opened his arms and lifted her up around the waist, as if he were cherishing a rare treasure, and gently placed her on the bed.

Then, Chu Xingyi leaned down and pressed his face close to Mu Xiaoxiao's serene and beautiful face.

He gently placed a kiss on her smooth forehead and whispered:

"You little girl, you've actually become my wife."

After speaking, he smiled and gazed at the sleeping Mu Xiaoxiao for a long time.

I got up and pulled the blanket over her, then lay down quietly beside her and closed my eyes to sleep.

Meanwhile, in another room.

Despite drinking quite a bit, Chu Xingchi, the groom, was slightly drunk.

Yet he still retained the refined and elegant demeanor of the eldest son of the General's Mansion.

He waved his hand gracefully, signaling all the servants to leave.

Then, he steadily picked up the two cups of nuptial wine with his long, slender, and beautiful fingers.

With steady steps, he slowly walked towards the bedside.

Reaching the bedside, Chu Xingchi paused and handed one of the cups of nuptial wine to Su Huaiyu, who was sitting upright on the bed waiting for him.

As they exchanged wine glasses, their hands lightly touched, and Chu Xingchi couldn't help but gaze at the stunningly beautiful woman before him.

But her face was as pink as a peach and her lips as red as painted vermilion; she was dignified and elegant.

Although Su Huaiyu was not a peerless beauty, she was the one who had repeatedly appeared in his dreams over the years.

When their eyes met, I noticed that his ears were slightly red, and the blush gradually spread to his cheeks.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on the beautiful woman before him—Su Huaiyu—and said in a low voice:

"On the battlefield, life and death are unpredictable. Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, the slightest mistake can lead to certain death."

"Perhaps at some point, I will die on the battlefield, my body wrapped in a horse's hide."

"I cannot make other promises, but I can assure you."

"As long as I have one day left to live, I will never betray you."

Su Huaiyu listened quietly to his words, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, but she remained silent throughout.

She silently took out an exquisite, deep blue men's hairband from her bosom and gently placed it in his broad palm.

Her cherry lips parted slightly as she spoke slowly, "I have long admired you. To be able to marry you would be all I could ever ask for in this life." After a pause, she continued thoughtfully, "In the future, as you serve your country with utmost loyalty, I will take care of your parents in your place."

Upon hearing these words, Chu Xingchi was suddenly filled with an indescribable sense of emotion.

He tried his best to control his emotions, and leaned down to gently touch her cherry-red lips.

At first, the kiss was subtle and brief, like a dragonfly skimming the water, landing on her soft lips.

However, as his breathing gradually became heavy and rapid, the kiss slowly grew more passionate.

His lips began to slowly move down her neck, gently kissing her delicate, jade-like skin, leaving faint traces.

Then, his kisses moved to her alluring collarbone.

It's like a gentle breeze brushing across the lake, creating ripples.

At the same time, his strong, powerful hands began to move rhythmically.

They first gently caressed her slender waist, feeling her graceful and beautiful curves, and then moved like swimming dragons.

It slowly climbs up her back until it touches her smooth, waterfall-like hair.

In this tranquil atmosphere, their bodies were pressed closely together, their body temperatures mingling.

The night was deep, and the candlelight inside the room flickered slightly in the breeze, occasionally making a soft "crackling" sound.

The faint light shone on the two of them, creating a solemn and dignified scene.

Outside the window, the moonlight, as silvery as silver, poured down, immersing the whole world in tranquility and peace.

Inside, however, a deep sense of longing and yearning permeated the air, captivating those within and making it impossible to escape…

Xingheyuan —

Chu Xingyao had just finished taking a bath, her body still radiating warmth, her damp hair falling naturally over her shoulders.

She didn't even have time to dry her hair with a hairdryer; in a short while,

She noticed a subtle change in the space.

With her keen intuition, Chu Xingyao flashed and entered the mysterious space in an instant.

When her gaze fell on the sofa in the living room, she couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Jun Jiuxiao was sitting there calmly, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand.

With practiced and steady movements, she even began to mix red wine, mimicking her usual style.

It must be said, this guy Jiuxiao is truly amazing!

He could memorize the steps of bartending and steak-frying after only reading them once in a book.

And it is presented so perfectly.

He first slowly opened the bottle cap, and then carefully allowed the red wine to come into contact with the air, performing the so-called "decanting" process.

His focused expression suggested he was accomplishing something of paramount importance.