Brave as a dragon and fierce as a tiger

  After Xiao Heng left, the voices that had been suppressed suddenly became noisy, with people gathering in twos and threes to whisper to each other, occasionally casting envious or mocking glances at Yuan Yi, creating a lively atmosphere.

  Yuan Yi was caught off guard by Xiao Heng and was still in a daze when he heard the discussions of the people inside, his face immediately turned bright red. Feeling the various gazes cast upon him, Yuan Yi felt extremely uncomfortable, so he could only lower his head and pretend to be shy, but in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly scold Xiao Cong from afar - wasn't he famous for being a ladies' man? Why did he seem like someone who hadn't seen a woman in eight hundred years?

  At this time, Rui Wangfei Yun Jie Rong stroked her palm and smiled, teasingly saying: "This is still the first time I've seen such a nervous groom. From the moment he lifted the veil, his eyes have been glued to the bride's body. In my opinion, he can't wait to consummate the marriage right now."

  A woman beside her giggled and chimed in, "Isn't that right? With the bride's good looks, I wouldn't want to leave either if I were her."

  There were two people at the beginning, and all the women in the house started talking and joking, because they were all married women. Occasionally, one or two bold ones would come up with a few dirty jokes, which made everyone laugh and scold at the same time, making a lot of noise. Yuan Yi suddenly felt his head spinning, feeling both tired and hungry and stifled, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

  "We were just joking around, what's wrong, Fourth Sister is getting impatient?" Amidst the laughter and chatter of the crowd, a not-too-loud-or-soft voice suddenly rang out, which, because it was slightly sharp, stood out exceptionally, causing everyone to pause in surprise and look over.

  In the corner of the room, a woman in luxurious clothes sat quietly, her face was only delicate and pretty, but others didn't dare to underestimate her, because she was none other than the eldest sister of the bride, Princess Yuan Yi, the consort of the crown prince.

  Since the bride entered the house, she had never spoken a word. As soon as she opened her mouth, it was full of gunpowder flavor, and everyone looked at each other in dismay, with several thoughts in their minds.

  Yuanyi looked up at the crowd, only to find that not only Yuanyu had arrived, but also Yuanyu was quietly sitting on one side, frowning at Yuanyi. Looking again at Rui Wangfei, she was watching her with great interest, a look of being uninvolved and enjoying the show.

  Her face turned pale, and she thought to herself that it had been a long time since the Crown Prince's proposal, and Yuan Yi must have already guessed seven or eight tenths of the truth. In the past when she was at her natal home, Yuan Yi always thought about saving face for her, let alone now, fearing that she would be hacked to pieces by thousands of knives.

  "Second sister doesn't know, this phoenix coronet on my head weighs a full three catties, wearing it for a whole day makes my neck ache so much that I can hardly move. Of course, I would be impatient." She smiled brightly and glanced around at the people in the room, continuing: "If second sister doesn't believe me, she can ask any of the ladies present, which one didn't suffer on her wedding day?"

  Everyone present echoed in agreement, and those who could sit here all had a relationship with Xiao Heng, so they wouldn't let Yuan Yi lose face. Moreover, her words were reasonable, and when she said this, everyone thought of their own wedding scenes, and they felt sympathetic towards Yuan Yi, becoming much more gentle in their expressions and tone.

  The woman who had just echoed Rui Wangfei's teasing of Yuanyi stepped forward, took her hand and smiled kindly, "Heng's daughter-in-law is right, it's really uncomfortable to have a whole head full of hairpins. You don't need to be restrained, taking them out now would be fine too."

  Yuanyi let out a sigh of relief and hastily sat down in front of the dresser to start removing her hairpins. Yu Rou saw this and came over to help, bustling about until they finally managed to take them all out, leaving only one or two hairpins to hold her hairstyle in place.

  I finally felt like I had lived a life of meaning. With a sincere heart, I thanked the woman and said, "If it weren't for you, I would have suffered foolishly for another whole night."

  Zhou smiled and said, "We're all family, don't be polite with me. Brother Heng calls my husband 'older brother', if you don't mind, just call me 'older sister'."

  When her father was at home, he had told Yuan Yi about the personnel of the Xiao family. She knew that Xiao Heng still had an elder brother, although not a biological one, but the relationship between the two families was very good. After a moment's thought, she realized who the woman in front of her was. Yuan Yi then smoothly called out, "Elder sister-in-law."

  Yuan Yi was chatting with others as if she were a fish in water, but her face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it. Yuan Yi's words just now sounded kind, but upon careful consideration, weren't they actually sarcastic? Among the people present, except for her who had never worn a phoenix crown, which one hadn't?

  Thinking of the mocking gaze of others, Yuan Yi's eyes turned red with anger. If it weren't for her own will, she might have also been the legitimate daughter-in-law of a large family, and how could she have married into the Eastern Palace, enduring the torment of the crown prince, not to mention having to deal with the crown princess who often found fault with her and a bunch of other women. In just a few short months, she had a harder time than in the previous decade or so.

  As she thought about it, Yuan Yi felt that Yuan Yi's smile was even more annoying, and she couldn't help but want to destroy everything. She suddenly remembered the crown prince who was in front of her, and a sly arc slowly rose at the corner of her mouth.

  Two flowers bloom, each representing one branch.

  Xiao Heng stole a fragrant kiss and hastily slipped out of the room, his head spinning wildly. All the way back, he couldn't stop savoring the softness of that instant, and the remaining half of his body also went limp.

  He floated in, walking into the main hall, and found that the banquet had already begun, with empty wine jars scattered all over the floor. Someone with sharp eyes saw him walk in, fixed their gaze on him, and burst out laughing: "Xiao Cong Yuan, could it be that you only came out after consummating your marriage? Look at how weak your legs are, you can't even stand!"

  As soon as he said that, the eyes of the people around him immediately focused on Xiao Heng's body, and they also discovered his abnormality. The table that started talking immediately had someone continue the conversation, feigning surprise: "Wow, this is too fast."

  "Maybe it's because I've been strolling around Huajie Street recently and emptied my pockets."

  "Rightly said, look at him still having lipstick on his lips."

  "I remember my dad has a jar of Hu Piao wine, I can sneak it out and send it to you to nourish your body, after all, newlyweds need to take care of each other."

  "This is great, Brother Zimin is indeed righteous. However, cough cough, I couldn't think of it, looking at your father's dignified appearance, he actually hid such a good thing..."

  This table is a group of young masters, dressed in brocade and jade, living a life of luxury, with an air of elegance that is identical to Xiao Heng's. Without thinking, it can be known that they are Xiao Heng's gang of friends. At this time, they have already moved from teasing Xiao Zong to discussing the special effects of various wines, huddled together laughing lewdly and whispering to each other, anyone who sees them knows they're not talking about anything good.

  Xiao Heng hastily wiped off the lip gloss, glaring at this group of friends who were demolishing the stage with great enthusiasm, and slammed his hand on the table, saying: "What are you guys talking about? Dare to mock me, Xiao Heng, don't want your lives?"

  Those few people all shrunk their necks, smiled fawningly and flattered: "It's our fault, who are you, sir? You're handsome and elegant, like a jade tree in the wind. How could you be Silver Gun Wax Head?"

  "Come on, come on, you can't possibly consummate your marriage so quickly."

  "Not bad, at least it's worth an hour."

  "Wrong, wrong, wrong, it's two o'clock."

  "You're all wrong, Xiao Dage is a dragon among men, how can his worth be measured by time? In my opinion, even a day and night are not enough."

  As soon as the last person finished speaking, there was a sudden silence, and everyone stared at him in astonishment. It turned out that he had just gotten excited and shouted loudly with his hands waving wildly. Originally, only a few people around heard some nonsense, but now everyone heard it all.

  Xiao Heng looked at Tai Shan's dark face and twitched the corner of his mouth. He quickly pressed him back onto the stool, warned him to shut up in a low voice, then smiled and said to everyone: "Zi Min talks nonsense when he's drunk, don't mind him, come on, let's drink."

  Everyone politely raised their glasses and took a sip, continuing to chat with others as if nothing was wrong. But what they were thinking in their hearts was unknown, perhaps by tomorrow a rumor about Xiao Heng Meng being promiscuous would spread.

  At this time, Wei Qian squeezed his eyes at Xiao Heng and picked up the wine glass to say: "Come on, new official groom, for your dragon's vigor and tiger's bravery, let's have a drink."

  Xiao Heng smiled and said, "How dare I compare with the prince? You are a new groom every night."

  Don't look at Wei Qian's dignified and elegant appearance, he and Xiao Heng are of the same kind, both being unscrupulous playboys, with countless women hidden in their backyards.

  Seeing Wei Qian's depressed look, Prince Wei Tai's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction. If all his younger brothers could be like Third Brother, a wealthy and virtuous king, how much trouble he would save himself.

  "Third brother, today is a day of great joy for Cong'er, so don't tease him anymore." Wei Tai looked at Xiao Heng, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes, and continued: "However, I do want to make a scene at Cong'er's wedding chamber."

  Xiao Heng's face changed several times, and a hint of dark light flashed in his eyes. Wei Qian heard that it was not good, and hastily opened his mouth to say: "Imperial brother, the spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and it's hard to get married from afar, let's spare him this time."

  Wei Tai turned the crystal glass in his hand, his thin lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were gloomy. "If this palace doesn't go, it will be unbearable?"

  Wei Gan was about to say something, but was stopped by Xiao Heng. He saw him bowing to the prince with a smile on his face: "Since the prince has requested it, I naturally agree. Otherwise, if you let you have trouble sleeping and eating in the future, wouldn't that be my fault?"

  Wei Tai's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze piercing as she stared at him for a long time before bursting out laughing and saying: "This palace indeed still likes clever people, one hint is enough to understand, Xiao Cong Yuan, you're not bad."

  Xiao Heng smiled faintly, his peach blossom eyes calm and unruffled. "The prince is overpraising."

  The previous things seemed to have no effect on Xiao Heng, he held the cup and toasted table by table without stopping, the smile on his face never stopped, others thought he was happy, but people who knew him could tell what kind of storm was hidden behind this smile.

  The young masters at the table who had just teased Xiao Heng were all chilled to the bone, shrinking their heads and whispering to each other, constantly guessing who had offended him. In the end, everyone unanimously concluded that someone in the capital was going to be unlucky again.