Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Seeing that he minded so much, Mo Zhaohua didn't force him. He needed time to adapt to her presence, so she was reluctant to force him.

She just took over the conversation, "It's just that your husband is temporarily unable to walk, otherwise you would be staggering right now."

Wuying hesitated for a moment but still told the truth, "Princess, the master has drunk a lot of wine. I'll trouble you to take care of him tonight."

Now that Chu Xuanchi has a mistress in her house, he can no longer take care of her as closely as before, so he should let Mo Zhaohua know the situation clearly.

"Okay!" Mo Zhaohua reached out to take off Chu Xuanchi's outer robe and ordered, "Zhenzhu, go prepare a pot of hot water."

Chu Xuanchi asked in confusion, "My beloved concubine, what are you doing? It's not appropriate to drink tea so late, right? It's easy to fall asleep."

Mo Zhaohua did not answer, "My husband, it is late at night, we should rest, we still have to go to the palace to thank you tomorrow."

Chu Xuanchi stopped asking, "Well, a night of love is worth a thousand gold. This is our wedding night..."

Upon hearing the sound, Wuying tactfully retreated. He would guard outside tonight and would take turns with others later.

Mo Zhaohua took the light blue nightgown on the bed and said, "Husband, would you like to try this nightgown to see if it fits you?"

"Could it be that Zhaozhao did this herself?" Chu Xuanchi was a little unconvinced. After all, they had only been engaged for a month.

Mo Zhaohua nodded, "Well... time is tight, the stitches are not pressed very well, I hope my husband will not dislike it."

"As long as it's made by Zhao Zhao, I won't mind it even if the two sleeves are of different lengths, but..."

Chu Xuanchi stopped talking abruptly, as if he was having trouble speaking. Mo Zhaohua responded, "You need me to leave first, right?"

He didn't want her to see his injured leg yet, and he wouldn't even let her help him take off his boots and socks, so how could he let her help him change into his pajamas?

Chu Xuanchi's eyes were filled with guilt. "I'm sorry, please give me some more time. I'll have to wait behind the screen tonight."

Mo Zhaohua didn't blame him at all, and got up calmly, "Okay, I'll let Wuying come in to help you."

"No, I can do it myself." Although Chu Xuanchi had someone to serve him, he did not want to lose the ability to take care of himself.

There are some abilities that he can do without, but he cannot do without them. Besides, who can guarantee that there will always be someone to serve him?

So long after he lost the feeling in his legs, he learned to change his clothes by himself with the help of Wuying in case of emergency.

Mo Zhaohua went behind the screen and waited for a while, then Chu Xuanchi let her in. At this time, he had already changed into new pajamas.

She looked him up and down and said, "Yes, it fits well. I can prepare winter pajamas for my husband in this size."

Chu Xuanchi took her hand and said, "Why? Zhao Zhao wants to make all the clothes for your husband by yourself?"

Mo Zhaohua shook her head repeatedly, "I don't have that ability, but I can prepare a few more sets of casual clothes and underwear."

Her great revenge had not been taken, and his wounds had not healed. She had a lot of things to do, and it was impossible for her to stay in the embroidery room all day doing needlework.

She also prepared a new set of pajamas for herself, embroidered with pearls and amber, the colors were similar to his.

After hesitating for a moment, she turned her back to him and began to change into pajamas so that he could not see her blushing face.

Chu Xuanchi watched her take off her inner clothes, revealing her creamy back and the red bellyband straps around her waist.

He suddenly felt his throat dry for some unknown reason, and he subconsciously moved his Adam's apple and swallowed his saliva.

Mo Zhaohua quickly put on his pajamas and then took off his underwear, but he still had underwear on, so nothing was exposed.

Although she felt embarrassed, it was not that she didn't want to show it to Chu Xuanchi. She was just afraid that he couldn't control himself, but her body was not in a good condition.

In this short process, she could feel the burning gaze behind her, and she really didn't want to seduce him.

She changed into her pajamas as quickly as possible. Chu Xuanchi quickly withdrew his gaze, but a strange blush had already appeared on his face.

Mo Zhaohua put away the changed clothes and helped Chu Xuanchi lie down. "Does your husband feel uncomfortable now that he is drunk?"

As she leaned over, Chu Xuanchi accidentally caught a glimpse of her chest and quickly looked away, "It's okay..."

Mo Zhaohua lay down in the seat inside, "Husband and wife are one body, husband, there is no need to show off in front of me."

Chu Xuanchi finally told the truth, "It's just that my stomach is a little uncomfortable."

He had lived on the edge of danger for so many years in southern Xinjiang and had suffered many injuries, big and small, so stomachache was nothing.

Mo Zhaohua asked again with a serious look on his face, "Have you ever vomited after drinking?"

Chu Xuanchi thought of the embarrassment that no one had seen before, "Hmm..."

Mo Zhaohua immediately called out, "Wuying, please bring in a bucket."

Chu Xuanchi's face turned even redder, and he called her pleadingly, "Good Zhaozhao, please save some face for me..."

Wuying responded, feeling very annoyed that he had forgotten to prepare it, and quickly called a servant to get it.

Mo Zhaohua comforted him, "It's nothing, I'm just being prepared. I also want to take care of you as much as possible."

Chu Xuanchi felt strange in his heart, "Zhao Zhao, you are my legitimate princess, not my maid."

Mo Zhaohua looked at him lovingly, "It is precisely because I am your husband's princess consort that I hope to take good care of you."

Not all maids hope their masters will live a long life, but there are very few wives who do not wish their husbands well.

Wuying soon came in with a wooden barrel and placed it on the bedside at the head of the bed at Mo Zhaohua's signal.

In this way, if Chu Xuanchi really wanted to vomit in the middle of the night, he only needed to slightly turn his body, and it would also be convenient to clean the pearls.

As soon as Wuying left, Zhenzhu finally brought in the boiled hot water, put it on the table, pulled down the curtain, extinguished the candle and went out.

In the darkness, Chu Xuanchi quietly held Mo Zhaohua's hand, "I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao can only be a widow in the wedding night..."

Mo Zhaohua turned over and lay on his side facing Chu Xuanchi. His vague outline could still be vaguely seen.

"Who said we have to spend our wedding night together? My husband and I haven't had our wedding wine yet, so that day will be our wedding night."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to Chu Xuanchi, put it around his waist, and hugged him gently.

Chu Xuanchi's body suddenly stiffened, "Zhao Zhao, you..."

He actually let her take the initiative again, when it was obvious that he should have hugged her and let her lean on his arms.

Mo Zhaohua slowly moved towards him and pressed her body against him, "Do you still like it, husband?"

Along with the familiar scent of his daughter, Chu Xuanchi felt her body temperature and the softness through her pajamas.

Chu Xuanchi slowly relaxed, "If your husband likes it, would Zhao Zhao be willing to hold you tighter?"

Mo Zhaohua did as he wished, "I am willing, because I also want to hug my husband tighter..."

Since he still has feelings for her in this life, she will marry him and love him without any doubt.

In this way, their child should be able to return to her belly, right?

She really wanted to have a child with him to make up for the regrets of her past life...