Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

The girl downstairs saw this and wanted to scream with envy.

In a private room upstairs, several noble ladies from the capital gathered together, following the procession that was slowly marching along the Imperial Street.

They have known this golden boy and girl since they were young.

"Look, Master Ye is really elegant and talented. Qianyu is so lucky to have such a good son-in-law."

The person who spoke was a noble lady from Beijing, wearing a goose yellow dress.

I haven't seen these two attending a poetry reading for a long time. I'm afraid they were busy with the imperial examination and their wedding.

"I envy Ye Shizi and Qianyu so much. They have been childhood sweethearts and have a deep connection with each other. Although Ye Shizi was dissolute and ridiculous for a while, he has turned over a new leaf now."

"Yes, I also want to find such a handsome man."

"They are so sweet. I want my mother to arrange for them to meet a man."

"Don't be fooled by their appearances. Ye Lingxiao is known as a playboy. Who in the capital doesn't know about this? He is just pretending now. After the wedding, he might go to the brothel to hang out again."

Zhao Wan'er's words were full of malicious slander.

Hearing her words, several noble ladies looked at each other, obviously disagreeing with her opinion.

"Miss Zhao, you are wrong."

A noble lady dressed in purple with a gentle temperament shook her head slightly and refuted.

"Master Ye and Miss Liu have known each other since childhood and have a deep relationship that cannot be easily guessed by outsiders. Everyone in the capital has witnessed Master Ye's recent transformation. How can we make assumptions based on one-sided statements?"

"Miss Zhao seems to be quite obsessed with Ye Shizi. When it comes to marriage, only the best of the best is known to the best. Since Miss Liu has decided to spend the rest of her life with Ye Shizi, she naturally has her considerations. As outsiders, we can just give our blessings."

The other noble lady in red knew about Zhao Wan'er's thoughts about Master Ye and was quite disgusted with her, so she refuted.

The other ladies also nodded in agreement.

When Zhao Wan'er saw this, her face turned pale and blue.

She realized that she had lost her foothold among this group of people and could only shut her mouth in disappointment.

Standing alone, my heart was filled with resentment and indignation.

Ever since Liu Qianyu slapped her in the face last time, her father was impeached for corruption by the censor and lost his official position.

She was also punished a lot at home, and it was only with great difficulty that her family was willing to let her go.

Now I don’t dare to do anything out of line anymore. I can only curse these two people in my heart, cursing that everything will go wrong after my marriage.

After the Imperial Street Praise ended, the sky was completely immersed in dusk.

The lights in Duke Dingguo's mansion were bright, and laughter and joy could be heard everywhere.

Ye Lingxiao returned home as the top scholar, and there was a festive atmosphere throughout the mansion.

Ye Lingxiao left the lively banquet on the pretext that he was tired after a busy day and wanted to go back to his room to rest.

Hurriedly returned to his own courtyard.

After bathing and changing clothes, he disappeared into the night sky.

He went to visit his girl's boudoir at night and ask for a reward.

At this time, Ye Lingxiao was holding her little girl and asked.

"Jiaojiao, are you happy today?"

"Yeah, I'm happy. When I was a kid, I saw the number one scholar on the imperial street, and I've been looking forward to it, imagining how handsome my brother Tan Tai would be when he won the first prize and was praised by the officials on the imperial street."

No matter how good your self-control is, it will fall apart at the touch of her soft and gentle words.

He held the back of Liu Qianyu's head and leaned over to kiss her.

Affectionate and lingering.

Ye Lingxiao raised his head after a while, breathing heavily, and looked at the little girl in his arms.

Her cheeks were rosy, her lips were a little swollen, half open and half closed, revealing a hint of moisture, like a red cherry doused in honey.

Ye Lingxiao's eyes became deeper. He lowered his head and moved closer to Liu Qianyu. His voice was hoarse and full of magnetism.

"Since the little ancestor is so happy, can you give your brother some rewards?"

Coaxing the little girl and asking for rewards.

Liu Qianyu's cheeks turned slightly red and she bit her lower lip.

"Are you still using the same method as last time?"

Ye Lingxiao smiled, tilted his face slightly, bit her ear, his eyes dark.

"Well, I beg you to give me one more reward today."

The man's hot and messy breath made her unable to refuse.

Ye Lingxiao bit her collarbone gently, his hot breath falling on her pink skin.

"Jiaojiaoer, Jiaojiaoer..."

He couldn't help himself.

She kept calling out the name he had given her when she came of age.

Liu Qianyu was infected by his enthusiasm and broke out in sweat.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Lingxiao finally let her go with satisfaction.

The two of them really did everything except the last step.

I really don't know why this guy insisted on staying until the wedding night.

Liu Qianyu's cheeks turned slightly red and she pulled the quilt over her.

"You should go back soon. Don't come here again at night before the wedding."

Ye Lingxiao knew that the little ancestor was angry, so he quickly agreed.

"Okay, okay, my little ancestor, I'll listen to you. I'll go back and prepare for the wedding. I'll have a good rest tonight and recharge my batteries. I guarantee you'll have a perfect wedding night."

There was a smile in his voice, full of doting.

Liu Qianyu snorted softly, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised, and she waved her hand.

"You're smart. Go away. I'm going to sleep."

Ye Lingxiao stood up and looked at her deeply, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Then I'm leaving. Remember to think of me. See you on our wedding day, my wife."

He whispered, then leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before reluctantly turning away.