"I...why should I kick you? Could it be that you...are you going to do bad things or bully others?"

Concubine Zhao Ling asked again in a low voice.

Zhao Rong frowned, "Qingjun, for the sake of the baby."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and then gritted her teeth: "Okay, but husband, don't go too far... You know I'm ticklish."

Zhao Rong nodded, reached out and started to take off his clothes.

It's a little troublesome to take off the groom's clothes.

Xiao Qian'er stood up silently and took the initiative to help him untie his belt.

Zhao Rong lowered his head, reached out and touched the little girl's cute head, then reached down and touched the fabric of the pure white bellyband on her body.

He was very familiar with this bellyband, but he didn't expect Qingjun to wear it for Xiao Qian'er...

At this moment, the trembling voice of a simple-minded woman next to her came again.

"You... why did you suddenly take off your clothes?"

"What a little fool." Zhao Rong muttered without looking at the eldest lady.

He reached out and lifted up the hair on Xiao Qian'er's thin neck, revealing the white belt of her bellyband tied with a bow on the back of her neck, and gently circled the bow with his fingers...

Zhao Lingfei opened her eyes slightly and retorted: "What are you talking about? You are the idiot! Idiot husband."

At this time, Xiao Qian'er was kneeling down in front of Zhao Rong very obediently.

Snickering, he took off Zhao Rong's groom's coat.

She turned around and said, "Miss, why don't you come over and help me together."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip, "I won't come. He even calls me stupid. You silly girl, just pamper him...serve him and do everything for him."

She paused and reminded a little bit: "Also, don't forget what you said before to help me. If he bullies someone later, you have to stand by me."

"Okay, miss."

Zhao Rong was curious, "Qian'er, what did you promise Qingjun?"

Xiao Qian'er blinked, "It's nothing."

At this time, she made a move.

"correct."

As if she suddenly remembered something, the little girl raised her head and touched her sweetheart's face, "Wait a moment, the lady and I still have something to do."

Zhao Lingfei was also a little confused: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Rong didn't think much and nodded towards Xiao Qian'er.

The fingers wrapping around the rope at the back of her neck stopped.

He looked down at the girl in front of him again, and felt that from this angle, he could see a pair of pure white panties...

"It seems to be the same whether I'm wearing it or not."

I muttered in my heart.

Immediately, he saw a certain scene and was stunned again, "Well, this is..."

Xiao Qian'er did not catch Zhao Rong's surprise at first, and took out the white silk handkerchief that the virgin had collected.

Put it aside.

Then immediately, she smiled sweetly at him, raised her hand and picked off the Nine Heavenly Han Palace flower that had been staying in her hair on her temples.

This is something Zhao Rong didn't expect. This is going to...

"Brother Rong'er, I think Li Di's custom about Li's daughter's blood test is quite interesting," she said.

The girl touched the Nine Heavens Winter Palace flower he gave her, tilted her head and murmured:

"On their wedding night, in order to make their sweethearts love and cherish their faithfulness, divorced women used the flowers of the bright moon from the Nine Heavens Moon Palace to verify their unique virginity in their lives. I hope you will

treasure……"

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, held Xiao Qian'er's hand holding the flower slightly, and shook his head, "You know, I didn't mean to give you the Nine Heavens Han Palace Flower."

When he came back from picking these two Nine Heavenly Cold Palace Flowers at the top of Jiyue Mountain, he didn't think so much at all.

Xiao Qian'er said sweetly: "I do."

She turned her head, looked at her young lady, and said with a smile: "Miss, do you think that the custom of leaving a daughter is very ceremonial." Zhao Lingfei understood what she meant.

I wonder which girl doesn't like the sense of ceremony, including the only wedding in most women's lives. Isn't it a ceremony full of ceremony in which she entrusts herself to her sweetheart?

The same goes for the night of flowers and candles in the wedding room.

Zhao Lingfei looked at her husband who was hesitant to speak, raised her chin slightly, and nodded first.

She has heard of this custom of Li Nu, and also knows some of the characteristics of Jiutian Hangong Flower.

I heard that it seems to come from the Moon Palace and is pure and sacred without any impurities.

Virgin blood cannot dye it, it will only make it more pure white, while non-virgin blood or other liquids will pollute it and cause it to change.

"Well, it's very ceremonial." Zhao Lingfei nodded.

Xiao Qian'er smiled and understood that the lady had agreed.

She looked at Zhao Rong.

Seeing this, the latter had no choice but to nod and warned, "Don't cut your fingers too deep..."

Immediately, he sat down again and watched the two girls.

Xiao Qian'er took the lead in making a secret, summoned a swing, and plucked a drop of blood from the belly of her finger like a white horse passing through.

"Husband, watch carefully~"

She blinked her peach blossom eyes, curled her fingers, and a drop of blood fell on the petals of the Nine Heavens Han Palace Flower in her right palm.

Only seen.

The pure white petals with halo are not stained at all, and the blood drops of Qian'er slide down like dew falling on summer lotus, dripping on the white hi handkerchief cushioned below.

The wedding bed was actually a little brighter, because the baptized flower of the moon shone brighter.

Undoubtedly virgin blood.

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, picking up Qian'er's white handkerchief.

He thought it was unnecessary, but since they liked it, he couldn't say anything.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and looked at the white handkerchief in his hand that was 'red' for the first time tonight.

Where Qian'er's blood dropped, there was a red dot.

It's like a cinnabar mole between a woman's eyebrows.

Zhao Rong thought it looked really good, so he rubbed it gently with his two fingers.

Maybe it was because this was the blood shed by a woman for him. No matter what kind of blood it was, the most important thing was this unique feeling. Zhao Rong fell in love with it.

I even wanted to smell the fragrance of the handkerchief.

"Brother Rong'er, I hate it, give me back my handkerchief..." Xiao Qian'er blushed and stretched out her hand.

Zhao Rong smiled and handed it back. This is indeed a private thing of his daughter's family, and after tonight, it will have another important meaning.

"snort."

A certain woman with autumn eyes suddenly snorted softly.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but it immediately caught the eyes of Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't even look at a big pig's hooves.

Her delicate chin was slightly raised, looking directly outside the bed.

He turned over his hands and took out the white Xipa, embroidered with Zhao Rong's familiar fat duck.

At this time, Zhao Lingfei was placed in front of her.

At the same time, he pinched his fingers and plucked the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower from his ear gracefully.

The other hand raised a long index finger, and it was not clear how she cut the wound. A small drop of blood appeared on the fingertip in the blink of an eye, without any wound.

Zhao Lingfei's index finger crooked lightly.

The blood drops fell quietly, dripping on the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower below.

Zhao Lingfei didn't even look at Jiutian Hangonghua's reaction.

The thin neck is still slightly raised, like a white swan with its head held high and its wings spread out without bothering to look at the ground.

She gently squinted her eyes and glanced at her husband reservedly.

The autumn-eyed woman's little arrogant gesture expresses a very simple meaning:

Big pig's hooves, why don't you quickly pick up this pure white and extremely chaste white handkerchief on my concubine's body and hand it to my wife?

However, this time, the surrounding atmosphere seemed a little different.

Concubine Zhao Ling hummed softly, and in the peripheral vision, her husband lowered his head and made no movement.

"Why are you so stupid and won't coax me?"

She couldn't help it.

Turning his head pretending to be careless.

Then he glared at his confused husband.
To be continued...