[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

The shoulders are almost stiff. Song Yi complained with a smile, moving her lips slightly. Now this has almost become a skill.

She had been warned a long time ago that she had to keep smiling even if her arm was tired out today.

"If your muscles are going to be stiff, then child, just keep smiling and stiffen." Ludowika said cruelly, and Da Songyi knew she was right.

Sophie shouldn't be too dissatisfied with her performance, if her observation is correct.

She was a little self-conscious after being kissed by other ladies, but Franz helped him.

It was great that the man she married wasn't the type to leave the bride behind as soon as she agreed to marry.

"Then look at me."

"You are not an anesthetic, Your Majesty." Song Yi continued to smile, her feet were almost stiff as she was led away by Franz, the soles of her feet were swollen a bit due to the high heels.

"I thought I would be." Franz smiled.

In fact, to be honest, it is more tiring for men to dance this kind of dance, because they have to keep opening their shoulders, keep their hands in an elegant posture, keep their backs straight, and have to be careful not to step on them. woman's feet.

"How's Poppy?" Franz changed the subject.

"It's shedding, you know, because it's summer, but I think it's a little dull, maybe it can't figure out the difference between summer and autumn, mother forgot to bring it's favorite biscuits, and it's a little angry." Song Yi babbled , and then had to admit that she might have spoiled that little Blue King Kong.

"It's okay, Sissy." Franz reassured her.

"That's right, it's just a parrot, and being spoiled won't cause any trouble, will it?"

Song Yi blinked, she felt that little Bobby was like their first child, she naturally had to spoil this little guy, and when she and Franz really had a child, as royal children, they Coddling is not allowed.

And little Bobby, who was talked about by Song Yi and Franz, has leisurely escaped from his little house at this moment, wandering in this familiar land again.

Before long, it found a good place for itself.

It took a dip in the poop comfortably, then settled down peacefully on the silk pillow, and soon fell asleep.

After the banquet, they said goodbye.

"It's as if we're not couples about to get married, but polite roommates."

Songyi approached Franz and whispered, now they can finally have a quiet time, but there are people standing beside them, they are the ladies and maids belonging to Songyi, and the emperor's attendants, Colonel Walter today Wearing a bright uniform, he looked handsome too, but he was frighteningly serious.

"I'm looking forward to tomorrow, and it's the first time I'm looking forward to facing people from all over the world." Franz also moved close to her ear, which was a bit impolite, but if the emperor wanted to do this, everyone would be more tolerant.

Song Yi listened, and raised her head slightly, eager to see Franz's expression at the moment, but the young emperor had already left with a low smile, his lips brushed her cheek, and a gentle smile came down. to kiss.

"Good night, my little girl."

If the maids hadn't been well-trained, they might not be able to help covering their faces with their hands at this moment, their ears flushed.

And their queen is no different.

The next day is the real wedding ceremony.

The wedding was at seven o'clock in the evening, and the Augustine Cathedral was brilliantly lit.

This time there were no common people present, and the nobles wore the most luxurious dresses to welcome this grand wedding.

According to the Catholic tradition, Song Yi and Franz got married here, as if they had registered their marriage in the kingdom of heaven.

Sophie made the wedding very grand.

Of course, this is not just because it was her son's marriage, but, politically, Austria has to use this time to declare its financial and strength to everyone, which can avoid many wars and promote national prestige.

Stretch and luxury are certainly not good, but sometimes they are extremely necessary, which can have many benefits, such as those Vienna residents who rely on the emperor's wedding to earn a lot of money, rent out houses and sell food, etc., but, Ode Yi thought that after the wedding, she would also have to talk to Franz about the fact that they were not the richest country in the entire European market.

From this point of view, whether it is the emperor couple or the poor, it is always inevitable to talk about these things after marriage.

After the wedding, Song Yi was surrounded by her maids and maids who closed the door and went to the bathroom. She wanted to take off the complicated dress, take a shower, and take care of her thick long hair.

The long hair weighed her down a bit, and Song Yi thought about whether she should cut it shorter, she didn't want to get neck disease prematurely.

After eleven o'clock, the newly married life belonging to the emperor and empress officially began.

During this month, the emperor and empress will live in one bedroom, until a month later, the emperor will return to his bedroom.

But when the maid took care of Songyi's hair and was about to apply more rose oil to her, she refused.

"They make me feel uncomfortable."

"But Your Majesty, this is the rule. Your Majesty will like it later." The young maid said, and the noble Duchess of Vienna, who was sent by Sophie, also frowned slightly.

"Tonight is your wedding night. Rose essential oil has a good aphrodisiac effect, which can help you conceive your Majesty's heir better and faster."

Song Yi choked, she seemed to suddenly feel that getting married might not be a good idea.

Well, she knew about this, both Ludovica and Sophie had sent people to talk about it, but when it really happened, she was a little flustered.

The rose essential oil was really uncomfortable, and Song Yi strongly resisted it. In the end, they could only rub a little symbolically on her arms and calves.

"Your Majesty, you still have a lot of things to adapt to from now on." The Duchess said, she looked really serious, just like a tutoring old lady.

If Sophie is a strong woman, the Duchess is a stereotype.

Song Yi could foresee the days to come, she sighed in her heart, it would really not be easy, so when the emperor came in, she saw Sissy in a white nightgown sitting at the dressing table, a little lost grooming her long chestnut hair.

The smell of shampoo is very charming.

Franz made a little noise, and when Song Yi noticed him, he bent down from behind and kissed him on the lips.

"You're here!" Song Yi said, and then felt a little embarrassed.

She noticed that she was wearing a dressing gown, Franz only in silk pajamas.

His hair, unsprayed and washed and blow-dried, is now in a shaggy look, and they cover his brows, leaving only blue eyes with a deep smile.

"You, are you hungry?" she asked dryly, trying to find words to distract herself from the fact that they were both in pajamas.

"I'm not hungry."

Franz's words made her choke.

She looked left and right but didn't look at him, and then choked out another sentence:

"Then, are you thirsty?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, she broke free like a nimble fish, and poured water for the other party with trembling fingers.

The back of the hand was pinned down, and then she felt Franz's hand wrap around her from behind, hugging her.

"Muscle stiffness, dancing, nervousness, and, perhaps, fear of me." Franz analyzed calmly.

Song Yi felt a little embarrassed, but she couldn't refute, and finally she said: "Okay, a little bit, Franz."

"I can understand."

Franz let go of his hand and let Song Yi look at him.

He touched Song Yi's hair first, then smiled at her to comfort her.

"It's nothing to be afraid of, I'm not going to do anything tonight."

"Oh."

Song Yi blushed and replied, she lowered her head again.

Well, this is indeed a bit difficult, the wedding night or something, she must admit, she is not ready yet.

Everything seemed to be going so well, she didn't know if it was the case for others, and on the wedding night, she had to give everything of herself to her husband, which was really, a little scary.

When she was thinking alone, Franz suddenly reached out and hugged her.

Song Yi let out a small cry, wrapping her arms around her.

She was a little far from the ground now, and then she looked at the instigator, who was smiling, and the blue eyes were as bright as the stars in this room, and they belonged only to her.

"Put me down," she said dryly.And I swear that all the embarrassments in my life are probably explained here.

Franz did not agree to her request. His hands were muscular, and when they were pressed against the skin through the silk clothes, they were still warm.

Although he was a tall and straight man, no matter from the movements of his hands or his eyes, it seemed that what he was holding in his arms was not a person, but a unique treasure, which must be placed carefully and properly.

The luxurious four-poster bed is thick and warm.

Song Yi's back sank into the bed, her hair was disheveled and fluffy, making her look as weak as a bird.

Franz didn't speak, he lowered himself so that his wife was only a fist away, and kept getting closer until he couldn't go any further.

He touched the other with his nose, and breathed on the other's cheek, which was hot and smelled of rum.

This is unavoidable.

The rich aroma of roses, the intoxication of alcohol.

Song Yi suddenly closed her eyes, and then a burst of low laughter came.

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