She was pushed down by the villain again in The Boss of Quick Travel

Lin Shuang beheaded two veterans in the military camp. Although there was a reason for the incident, he was executed privately without reporting the matter. According to national regulations, his salary was deducted and he was demoted one level.

Qi Fenghua looked at the whole story of the report, stood by Lin Shuang, and ordered a strict investigation into the matter. There must be someone in the army who violated the rules and did such a thing. This rotten atmosphere must not continue to spread in the army, and relevant matters will be discovered in the future. , people with the title of general can be detained and dealt with first. Lin Shuang killed him directly. It was inappropriate, but it was excusable.

On the day of the wedding, there were very few guests in the Hou Mansion, mostly because she had just been punished and was grounded.

Mrs. Liu looked at the deserted Hou Mansion and let out a long breath. What a sin.

"Mr. Hou, the little Marquis said everything remains as usual. Please hurry up and sit in the hall."

The servants came to urge her, and Ms. Liu stood up reluctantly, "I know, I won't be harsh on them in this matter."

Ms. Liu was sitting in the high hall. The two people in the hall were wearing wedding clothes, and only the servants were around to congratulate her.

Ning Yu wore a red gauze on her head and completed the movements mechanically with lowered eyebrows. It wasn't until she was sent to the bridal chamber that he came back to his senses. He clutched his sleeves tightly with his palms, and his fingertips turned white.

If he hadn't neglected to take precautions, Lin Shuang wouldn't have been punished. It was all because of him.

He wasn't here to cheer her up, he was clearly here to defeat her.

Although Mrs. Liu didn't say anything, he could sense his anger. He didn't say anything more because of Lin Shuang's feelings.

Ning Yu was anxious and restless. After waiting for a long time, Lin Shuang didn't see her. He was about to pull off the hijab. When the door opened, he listened to Qing Qian's steps and stood in front of him. He took the lead in holding his hand.

"Why are you so nervous? There are fingernail marks on the palms of your hands."

Hearing Lin Shuang's voice, he felt relieved, turned his head and said, "My wife... I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for me about? That thing was not your fault. I would have done that even if His Majesty was present."

Anyone who dares to touch her things will be relieved only by death.

Lingxing was afraid of Lin Shuang's anger level and did not dare to say a word. His points were deducted. Any more words he said now would be scolding.

"Don't think about that anymore. Today you and I are getting married. Should you think about what will happen later?"

As soon as Ning Yu was brought back from her thoughts, her hijab was lifted by Lin Shuang.

The wedding dress she wore was sewn by him. The pattern was ugly, but it was more beautiful than anything else. It didn't look ugly when she wore it. Ning Yu moved her eyes upward step by step, and saw Lin Shuang's calm and cold face, and her heart calmed down. .

"Master Wife." He threw himself into Lin Shuang's arms with tears in his eyes, as if he had become very prone to crying recently.

"Be good, if the sky falls, I will hold it up for you." Lin Shuang rubbed his head, "How can I let him be wronged and say, whoever made you unhappy, I will solve it right away."

She gestured to leave, but Ning Yu hurriedly grabbed her, took a deep breath and murmured: "My wife, where are you going on your big day?"

Although it was not as lively as expected, it was enough as long as she was still by his side.

Lin Shuang chuckled and said, "Can I apply to go to the wedding bed?"

This time Ning Yu didn't hesitate, she took half a step back and looked at her lovingly. The stars in her eyes twinkled, as beautiful as the ever-changing and glitzy starry sky.

"can."

The red candle swayed, and Ning Yu took the initiative to hold her hand and pull her to the bed. After taking off his clothes, he closed his eyes and drove out the images in his mind of the day when he was not successfully humiliated, and helped Lin Shuang undress and undress.

The curtains were slowly drawn, and he lay on the bed, stammering nervously, "My wife, let's get started."

"Start with what?" Lin Shuang teased him deliberately.

He bit his lip and said angrily: "Bridal chamber."

Lin Shuang said seriously: "I have been bedridden all year round and have never learned anything. Can you teach me?"

Ning Yu wanted to refute her, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense. He breathed slowly, stretched out his hand to grab her arm, and said shyly: "First, first like this, and then, sit down again. The speed should be slow and the intensity should not be heavy at the beginning. …”

The further he went on, the hotter his face became, and in the end he couldn't even hear what he was saying.

"Master Wife, have you...have you learned it?"

Lin Shuang: "No, you have to try everything. I'll try it first."

Following Lin Shuang's movements, Ning Yu's breathing became heavy and lengthy. He looked at the swaying little face above and couldn't help but hold it from behind, "My wife, can you kiss me?"

Other places were not touched, but he felt uneasy and longed for contact with her.

Lin Shuang lowered her eyes and kissed him softly. The tip of her teeth easily pierced his lips without exerting much force, stimulating his already sensitive body.

He couldn't help but hum softly and devoted himself to Lin Shuang.

At the end of the day, I remembered that he didn't take the pills Liu ordered. That's all. The matter of the child depends entirely on God's will. As long as Lin Shuang protects him, stays with him and loves him, that's all.

The next day, Ning Yu opened his eyes, which were filled with joy. He was holding the bed a little, and there was no part of his body that was not sore. His already thin body, when the quilt was pulled, the bruises and tooth marks were all clear. Chu was looked at by Haruyue.

Haruyuki was so frightened that he quickly covered his eyes, "Uncle, I didn't see anything. Mr. Hou is still waiting for you to serve tea. Can you get up?"

"Um……"

Ning Yu got out of bed and said, "Where is the wife?"

Haruyuki tilted his head, "Little Marquis said she was full and needed some exercise."

Ning Yu's pale little face was stained by the red clouds. He didn't have any strength, so he let Chun Xue serve him tea. He thought he would be made trouble, but Liu drank the tea happily and handed it to her. The account books and warehouse keys of the Hou Mansion were given to him.

"You are Shuang'er's principal wife now, and you must learn to take care of all matters in the house. You can no longer do nothing like before."

"It's not your fault for what happened before. Don't treat it like a pimple. Shuang'er is really bloody. If the Marquis of Xicheng were here, he would do the same thing."

"We, the women of the Marquis family, will not let our men be wronged. This is a family inheritance."

"Mr. Hou..." Ning Yu's eyes were hot, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mrs. Liu scolded: "Why do you call me Hou Gong? Call me daddy."

Ning Yu took a deep breath and frankly shouted, "Daddy."

"Good boy, this is a red envelope for you. From now on, you can live a good life with Shuang'er."

The red envelope was very thick. It was different from when he was sold into the Marquis Mansion. Now he was also a famous and respected young prince, and he also had a husband-in-law red envelope given by his father.

Ning Yu couldn't hold it back, tears rolled down her eyes.

Mrs. Liu waved her hand, "Just cry for a little while. Wipe your face clean later. Don't let Shuang'er look at it and say that I, an old guy, bullied you again."

Ning Yu smiled helplessly: "No way, dad is worrying too much."

It feels really good to have one more person call you daddy.

Mrs. Liu sat with him for a while and then went to play by herself. Ning Yu tidied herself up and went to find Lin Shuang. In the courtyard, Lin Shuang was wielding a sword like a god, and her hair tied up high was shining like a shooting star. The bottom of his eyes.