Quick Travel: After binding the fertility system, I became pregnant again and again

Zhao Yuxiao, a tall man, started to act coquettishly towards Ying Xixi.

"Chunhua, please stay with me for a while."

Ying Xixi: "......"

Who can stand a rough man acting like a spoiled child?

Anyway, she really couldn't stand it.

"Okay, okay, I'll stay a little longer then."

Ying Xixi agreed, and Zhao Gouzi was happy.

He asked Ying Xixi to sit next to him, boldly took Ying Xixi's arm, and then held her hand.

The big wheat-colored hand and the small porcelain-white hand clasped together created a visual impact that made Zhao Yuxiao feel his heart beating faster.

"Chunhua, can I hold your hand?"

Ying Xixi: "..."

"Aren't you holding her hand already? General, is the atmosphere at the border so open? Would a general hold a little girl's hand directly?"

Ying Xixi deliberately joked.

Zhao Yuxiao cleared his throat. "Well, after all, we are already an engaged couple, so we should cultivate our relationship. What do you think, Chunhua?"

Ying Xixi had no choice but to laugh.

Zhao Yuxiao has finally learned how to be smooth-talking.

Zhao Yuxiao expressed his feelings to Xixi, only hoping that time could pass more slowly.

But night still fell on time.

Ying Xixi really planned to leave this time. Zhao Yuxiao reluctantly saw her off downstairs and watched her get on the carriage and leave.

After Ying Xixi left, Zhao Yuxiao seemed to be energized by the effects of chicken blood. His eyes became determined and he was ready to get down to business.

After Ying Xixi returned home, Yang Lin happened to come to her yard to find her, so she took the opportunity to tell her that she wanted to find a good day to marry Zhao Yuxiao.

Yang Lin had a look of great displeasure on her face.

Although he was helpless, he still agreed to ask someone to choose a good day and start preparing for the wedding.

Two days later, Yang Lin came to tell Ying Xixi that the auspicious day would be the eighth day of the first lunar month, one month later.

"Xixi, there's only one month left, isn't it too rushed?"

Yang Lin was actually not in a hurry to marry off her daughter.

"Mom, besides this day being a good day, are there any other similar good days?"

Ying Xixi asked while eating grapes.

"The closer date will be half a year from now."

Ying Xixi shook her head when she heard this. "Half a year is too long, Mom. Let's set it on the eighth day of the first lunar month, a month from now."

Yang Lin was annoyed, "You can't prepare anything in a month, are you so anxious to marry into the general's mansion?"

Ying Xixi smiled and stuffed a grape into her cheap mother's mouth, "Mom, isn't it because a month is a short time, so it's not easy for something to go wrong?

Half a year is too long, and some things are hard to say. What if the emperor suddenly asks the general to go to the border, what should we do with our marriage?

The general will do his best to prepare everything that needs to be prepared. Or you can send someone to the general's mansion to ask if the general has sent someone to check on the auspicious day?

I mentioned this to him when I saw him two days ago, but I didn’t specify who would be there to look after the good times.”

"You're right, okay, let me send someone to ask, and get you married early, so that the rumors in the capital won't affect your relationship.

By the way, your father had people investigate the people who spread your secret, and taught them a lesson.

As time goes by, I think people in the capital will talk less about you and General Zhao."

Ying Xixi didn't ask who spread the news. No one tried to hide her past in Taohua Village, and anyone who wanted to investigate could find out.

As long as my cheap dad teaches that guy a lesson, that's enough.

As the mother and the daughter were talking, a servant came to report that Zhao Yuxiao had asked someone to say that the next good days he had asked someone to look at were the eighth day of the first lunar month in a month and the eighth day of the first lunar month in half a year. He came to ask which day the Yang family wanted to choose.

After listening to the servant's report, Yang Lin's anger dissipated a lot.

"Go tell the general's people to avoid any more trouble. Choose a good day in a month."

"Yes."

The wedding date was set, and Ying Xixi had to spend the next period of time sewing her wedding dress at home.

Of course she was not good at needlework and could not sew the wedding dress, so she had to ask the embroiderer to do it for her. At the end she just had to sew a few stitches symbolically.

During this month, Ying Xixi and Zhao Yuxiao met whenever they were free to develop their relationship.

Ying Xixi went back to the general's mansion several times.

The maids who used to be her "colleagues" also recognized her.

Everyone was overwhelmed with emotions at the moment. No one had expected that the skinny, yellow-skinned and inconspicuous Chunhua was actually the long-lost daughter of the Minister of Justice!

No one expected that Chunhua's yellowish skin color was something she had deliberately created. The real Chunhua had fair and tender skin, and her appearance was no less than those noble ladies in the capital.

No one expected that Chunhua, whose background was known to everyone, would actually marry the general!

From this point of view, Chunhua and the general had already developed feelings for each other when Chunhua was still a maid.

How enviable!

But when they thought that Chunhua was actually a barren woman and the general had difficulty in having children, everyone didn't know whether to envy or sympathize with her.

A month goes by in a blink of an eye.

During this month, the capital and the palace were peaceful.

Although from time to time, Zhao Yuxiao would be assassinated by assassins in the middle of the night.

Zhao Yuxiao thought, what if the dog emperor sends assassins to kill him after he marries Chunhua?

What should I do if I scare Chunhua? What should I do if I disturb Chunhua's sleep?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuxiao couldn't stop his anger.

He simply killed all the assassins in the middle of the night, and then brought the assassins' bodies to the palace the next day when he went to court to ask the emperor for help.

The emperor, who was the mastermind behind the scenes, became nervous and alert after seeing Zhao Yuxiao's actions.

He even suspected that Zhao Yuxiao knew that these assassins were sent by him, so he deliberately did this to warn him.

After this incident, the emperor did indeed behave himself much more calmly and no longer sent assassins to kill Zhao Yuxiao.

However, by doing so, he was tantamount to proving himself again that it was indeed he who sent the assassin to kill Zhao Yuxiao.

Zhao Yuxiao didn’t bother with the emperor for the time being, because he and Chunhua were finally going to get married!

On the day of their wedding, the whole capital was bustling with activity.

Ten miles of red decorations, big red lanterns leading the way, and the sound of firecrackers never ending.

People on both sides of the road were watching, happily waiting for the groom to send someone to throw wedding candies.

Ying Xixi sat in a big red sedan chair and was carried by sedan bearers around the inner city of the capital three times before stopping at the gate of the general's mansion.

According to custom, the groom has to kick the door of the sedan chair before lifting the curtain, and the bride has to step over a fire basin when entering the house, etc.

The meaning of these is mostly to show the bride's power by the husband's family, or to remove the bad luck from the bride.

Originally, Nanny Xi wanted to prepare these, but Zhao Yuxiao directly refused.