Fuxue and Qingmei followed him to the maids' quarters in the courtyard, but they did not dare to rest at all. They both put their ears close to the door, hoping to hear some movement from the new room.

How could Wen Chaoyan know that he almost scared the two maids to death?

All he knew was that he had to kick out anyone who was an eyesore.

When he got behind the screen and took a look, he saw that his soft, delicate and tender girl was actually lying on the couch and already asleep.

Wen Chaoyan had been looking forward to marrying his beloved girl for a long time, and he had waited for so long for this wedding night, so how could he let her go?

So he walked forward, bent down, and gently woke her up.

"Cheng'er, wake up. Cheng'er?"

He whispered in Jiang Wancheng's ear. Jiang Wancheng was lying down, with her long hair covering most of her face.

Wen Chaoyan gently lifted her hair and bent down to kiss her on the cheek.

Seeing that her eyelashes were fluttering and she was about to wake up, he whispered softly, "You can't sleep anymore, little pig. I'm going to take a shower first, you wait for me, okay?"

Jiang Wancheng was already mostly awake.

She opened her beautiful eyes and saw it was him. She turned around and happily put her arms around his neck.

"Fifth brother, you're back."

She tilted her head and smiled.

At this moment, the beauty seemed to have entered the painting.

Her long, smooth, jet-black hair spread out behind her like a waterfall. She was wearing a light and thin nightgown that was gently tied around her body, revealing her graceful figure.

Wen Chaoyan swallowed hard.

His handsome face was flushed, of course not because he was drunk, but because his mind was full of indecent fantasies.

A few days ago, several colleagues from the Northern Pacification Office wanted to take him to Chunyue Tower to have some experience.

It is said that he is about to get married, and if he is still ignorant of the ways of the world, his new wife will suffer.

And if he doesn't be free and easy before marriage, it will be even more difficult for him to experience other things after he has his wife to control him.

Wen Chaoyan naturally refused outright!

He was not afraid of being laughed at for not being a gentleman; he just wanted to remain chaste for the sake of the sanctity in his heart.

His Cheng'er was so beautiful. He would be satisfied if he only had her in this world.

What's more, if he hadn't met Cheng'er, he had never planned to get married in his life.

Cheng'er has become an unexpected surprise in his life.

Why would he do anything sad that would disappoint her or make her unhappy?

Loyalty is also his best bottom line for her.

At this moment, with the warmth and softness of this beautiful girl in his arms, all the bugs in Wen Chaoyan's body seemed to be aroused.

But she was so fragrant and so white, and Wen Chaoyan was sweaty and smelly, but he couldn't bear to defile her again.

I could only force myself to get up and say, "I'm going, baby."

Touching her head, Wen Chaoyan hurried to the bathroom next door.

Although Fuxue and the other two were driven away, there were still two maids serving in the yard.

These two maids were selected by Wen Chaoyan himself, and the meal that Jiang Wancheng had eaten before was prepared by them.

At this moment, the hot water in the bathroom has already been replaced with clean water.

Wen Chaoyan quickly washed himself and changed into clean red pajamas.

When he went straight back to the bridal chamber from the bathroom, Jiang Wancheng was already completely sober and took out the iced osmanthus wine that she had asked Qingmei to prepare.

"Shall we have another drink?"

Wen Chaoyan walked over, bent down, took her hand, and drank the glass of wine.

But his eyes were fixed on her without moving away, and the fire in his eyes seemed to want to devour her completely.

Jiang Wancheng blushed and said angrily, "We are talking about drinking wine together!"

Wen Chaoyan laughed softly and pulled her into his arms.

"You can let me drink as much as you want. But Cheng'er, don't make me wait."

How could he not know that she was nervous, so she deliberately used alcohol to delay time and wanted to give herself courage?

Wen Chaoyan held her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it.

The wine glass in Jiang Wancheng's hand fell weakly to the ground.

Then, she let him pick her up horizontally and gently, as if she was holding a light cloud, and strode towards their bright red wedding bed.

Jiang Wancheng was gently placed on the bed filled with "Dates May Give Birth to a Son".

Afraid that she would feel pain from the diaphragm, Wen Chaoyan found them one by one and piled them in a corner of the bed.

Jiang Wancheng thought it was funny and said with a smile, "I finally understand why so much food is placed on the bed."

Wen Chaoyan: "Why?"

Jiang Wancheng lay on the bed, shaking his white feet: "Because this way, even if the newlyweds are hungry in the middle of the night, they can still take a break and eat something to fill their stomachs."

Wen Chaoyan held her little feet, then leaned over and pressed towards her: "So, are you willing to give me a chance to rest halfway?"

The two looked into each other's eyes, almost face to face.

Jiang Wancheng's face flushed red and he felt his breath was hot.

A heart beating in a mess.

He slowly grasped one hand, and then interlocked their fingers.

Wen Chaoyan slowly lowered his head, but Jiang Wancheng suddenly became a little flustered.

She turned her head away, and Wen Chaoyan's kiss only landed on her cheek.

Noticing her sudden abnormal mood, Wen Chaoyan patiently kissed her again, and then asked her: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Did I touch you?"

He propped himself up a little, Jiang Wancheng slowly turned his head, and looked at the person in front of him with confused eyes.

"Wen Chaoyan...if...if I say...I seem to have had a dream...a very long dream...In the dream, none of this happened between you and me...nor did I fall in love with you...but I encountered some bad things...met a lot of bad people...for example, I fell into the world of mortals..."

"In the dream, there is no you... but there are many other people... I... my body is not clean anymore... Will you think that I am... dirty and no longer worthy of you?"

She didn't know how to explain her past life.

Maybe, it really was just a dream.

But can I really forget everything that happened in my dream?

Some things are so real.

Even now when I think about it, it still hurts so much.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

The pain in Jiang Wancheng's eyes was just like her torn heart at this moment, with no end in sight for her wandering.

She was on the verge of collapse, as if she would drown and break apart in the next moment.

When Wen Chaoyan saw her like this, for some reason, his chest sank.

"Cheng'er, that was just a dream..."

But he realized that she seemed to be really in pain, and her emotions at this moment were completely immersed in the dream she had in the past, as if she had suffered a lot of hurt.

He was so heartbroken.

I only regret that I cannot enter her dream and help her free herself from the thorns and difficulties that bind her.

I can't bear the pain for her.

Jiang Wancheng grabbed his collar and asked, "What if, what if, it's all true?"

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