Qing Zhi was asking Long Chen if he wanted to continue. However, Long Chen could see traces of fatigue and worry in her beautiful eyes.
She was worried about her master, Ximen wuhen.
Long Chen stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Qing Zhi. He said gently, " let's forget about tonight. Have a good rest. Sigh, we're not in the mood for this old man's condition. I'll make it up to you after you've rested for a while, okay? "
but I heard that it's inauspicious if you don't perform the rites of a married couple on your wedding night.
Qing Zhi gritted his teeth.
"Nonsense," "As long as we share the same bed, it won't be inauspicious. We'll make up for it in the future," Long Chen said.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
Aokiji lowered his head.
"Go to sleep."
Long Chen hugged Qing Zhi.
The two of them lay on the bed and gradually fell asleep.
The next morning, Ximen wuhen called Long Chen to the palace.
