“Hmm?” Guan Junyun's mind swirled with the screaming words that her sisters-in-law had whispered to her during the big makeup. At a loss for words, she didn't know where to put her hands. The beads on the front of the luan tapestry clashed and tinkled with each other. She just felt that her throat was burning unbearably, and she didn't know if it was because of that cup of fmd wine, her body was hot and dry.

　　Zhuge Chen's lips and tongue were everywhere, not just reverberating between her lips and teeth, a little bit of sucking and nibbling, gradually spreading to her neck and forehead. “Hmm.” A faintly inaudible sound came out from Zhuge Chen's throat, and a large, hot hand recklessly unlocked the tightly bound luan tapestry around her waist and probed into her bodice.

　　As if it was just a split second, it grasped the softness of her chest. Immediately after the sash was pulled by him with force, the sound of pearls rolling down mixed with the sound of cracking silk echoed between the bed and couch. The heavy robe was thrown to the floor by him, leaving only a crimson hooded garment to cover his body. The lone tunic tie was saved in Zhuge Chen's hand, and Guan Junyun shrieked and went to pull the quilt next to her. Because the silk fabric on her body had already been stripped off by him.

　　“What's the hurry!” Zhuge Chen grabbed her hand and heavily pressed it behind her. Surveying the gelatinous carcass in front of him, the desire to conquer was written all over his face. The slender ten fingers slid over every inch of skin before igniting a cluster of flames.

　　“Mmm.” Strange and unpleasant moans spilled out of Guan Junyun's mouth, which she tried to suppress. Not knowing why she was making this unpleasant sound, the two of their faces rose unusually red under the illumination of the candle flame. Rapid breathing sounds lingered in the tent, Zhuge Chen leaned down to embrace the soft buds on his chest. Guan Junyun reached out to push him away, only one hand could not possibly shake this man who had pressed himself all over her.

　　Zhuge Chen suddenly stopped the move in his hand and looked at her, the hot sweat dripping from his forehead dripping onto his pink skin, “Are you sure you're ready?”

　　“What?” Guan Jun Hyun looked at the man pressing on top of her in confusion, what do you mean it's okay? Just nodding her head blankly, Zhuge Chen's venture to stop the action in his hand made her a little uncomfortable. The flame he had sown just now was an unfamiliar feeling, and as if encouraged, Zhuge Chen's thick palms wandered to the slender waist. Guan Junyun didn't know what this man was going to do, and immediately afterward it was a tearing pain that hit her. Her entire body trembled with it, “Don't, it hurts!”

　　Fearful eyes looked at this man as if it was as terrifying as when she first heard the death of her parents. Zhuge Chen stopped and stayed close to the nearly distorted face. Suddenly bending down his face to contain the more than trembling lips, as if he was kissing her like a dragonfly, “Not afraid, it's already over.” The gentle voice with just now seems to be a different person.

　　“Pain.” Guan Junyun shivered her lips, her voice spilling out from between their lips and teeth. Zhuge Chen hugged her tightly, “It passed.” Gently rubbing every inch of delicate skin, little by little, he stirred up the flame that had been extinguished due to the pain.

　　The unfamiliar flames once again followed the gusts of his palms, and the tense body gradually relaxed, and then a little bit returned to calm. Zhuge Chen watched as she quieted down and resumed the actions that had just stopped. It was no longer that unfamiliar pain, but an unspeakable throbbing. With the throbbing brought about by his palms letting assault every inch of her senses, Guan Junyun subconsciously wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, letting him rush around inside her until both of them were exhausted.

　　Mrs. Wang sized up the woman standing in front of her, if she hadn't seen Guan Junyun once in front of the Empress Dowager, she would have wondered if she was mistaken, there couldn't be two people in the world who looked so similar. She was a bit more delicate than Guan Xiuyun, but apart from the delicacy of her appearance, she was silent.

　　If Guan Xiuyun were to become her daughter-in-law, she would spend the rest of her life at ease. The grandchildren would be a blessing that her husband could not see, but she could live with. Because Cuiyun's behavior would be reassuring, not only in family matters, but also in her son's career. Cuiyun's training in the presence of the Empress Dowager was not for ordinary women, and she was able to raise her children with ease.

　　But when she receives the order, she realizes that all is not as it seems. From the moment Guan Xiuyun was appointed by the emperor to marry in Nanzhong, all the things she had thought about were overturned. Waiting for an unruly, cowardly young lady to become his daughter-in-law was not only unwilling, but most of all unwilling on the part of his son.

　　Even if he was ranked as Prime Minister, he still could not dictate his own marriage. The emperor would change everything at the last minute, which would never be possible if the husband was in the day. Not only the current emperor, but when the late emperor was around, what his husband said was extremely effective.

　　Guan Junyun stood uneasily in the hall where her mother-in-law lived, and the last time she had seen her, she had been a peaceful and peaceful lady, speaking lovingly to herself in front of her fourth aunt, but that had been the courtesy of a relative. It was because Cuiyun was to be her daughter-in-law, and because she was Cuiyun's sister she was to be looked upon in a different light. Only when a piece of paper changed all that, what awaited her was a critical and cold look.

　　“You have just arrived, the house has a lot of things, is to be a little bit to learn to do. Just the phase house in the end is not compared to the general's house, come and go a lot of people. If there is a little less than, not just be laughed at so simple. Delayed outside the big event is important, so many ministers are in the house to do the work hovering. Some small things rumors go out, lose the face of the Xiangfu is not worth anything, if it is the face of your mother's family lost, then it is not good to hear.” Mrs. Wang slowly and methodically took a sip of the tea that Guan Junyun brought: “This is something you can weigh to do.”

　　“Yes.” Guan Junyun half-lowered her eyes, “If my daughter-in-law doesn't understand something, she will come and ask you to show me. I don't dare to go against my mother-in-law's teachings and delay business.”

　　“Hm.” Mrs. Wang nodded, “Sister Li beside me has always been prudent, and hasn't made a single mistake in the many years she's been by my side. Let her help you around, there is something to take care of. It also saves me from having to feel uneasy at all times.”

　　Guan Junyun raised her head to look at Mrs. Wang's side of Sister Li, this is the person who made a lot of noise outside the bridal chamber that day. At this time, she was slightly shy with a solemn and quiet face. Even more solemn look than Mrs. Wang sitting up there, if the uninformed saw it they wouldn't know who is the mother-in-law, “Yes, mother-in-law has taken some pains, daughter-in-law be careful that is.”

　　“This is the key and the right card, what to write a handwritten and white folded to the account office to receive. All the expenses in the phase house are all established rules, extravagant and false things are not allowed to have. The emperor has a reward every year is not false, just than your family is in the clan, even if the broader may not matter.” Mrs. Wang smiled faintly: “You just came, who can treat you some time. Just a long time, there will be no one to give you all the time and everywhere, I am afraid to make fun of your carelessness is also there. I'll give you a deadline of three months, if you still can't take care of it after three months, I'll have to worry about it myself.”

　　“Yes.” A trace of bitterness rose in the bottom of Guan Junyun's heart, a three-month deadline.