The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme - Chapter 654
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Chapter 654: Chapter 641: Third Uncle
While she was daydreaming, Zhuang Qingning seemed to hear Xiangqiao moving about.
Zhuang Qingning guessed that Xiangqiao was probably tidying things up in the bridal chamber, trimming the wicks, and making the pair of dragon-and-phoenix candles burn brighter. She didn’t think much of it.
But then the footsteps looped around in the distance and seemed to head towards her, stopping beside her.
“Xiangqiao?” Zhuang Qingning called out.
But there was no response.
Zhuang Qingning instinctively reached out.
However, just as her hand gave way from her sleeve, it was immediately caught by a broad and sturdy hand, which began to gently caress it.
Subsequently, her hand was released. The veil in front of her was lifted, and through the bright candlelight, Zhuang Qingning saw Chu Jinnian’s face filled with smiles.
Seeing it was Chu Jinnian, Zhuang Qingning let out a sigh of relief. Seeing they were alone in the room, she looked around in curiosity. “Why are you alone?”
According to tradition, wouldn’t there be people creating a commotion together when the groom lifts the bride’s veil?
Chu Jinnian chuckled mischievously, “I have driven all those people to the front hall for proper entertainment.”
Today was his wedding day. His bride was meant only for his eyes to behold. Why should others see her?
Furthermore, the wedding night should ideally be an intimate occasion between two people and shouldn’t be spoiled by others.
Zhuang Qingning chuckled at Chu Jinnian’s childish prank. At the same time, she felt relieved that they wouldn’t be disturbed and reached up to remove the heavy head ornaments she was wearing.
“Allow me to help you with that.” Chu Jinnian offered, and gently he removed all the golden hairpins from Zhuang Qingning’s hair. He then ordered someone to prepare hot water for Zhuang Qingning to wash.
He did not forget to order someone to prepare a few dishes that Zhuang Qingning usually enjoyed.
After eating and drinking her fill, Zhuang Qingning let out a satisfying belch. Seeing Chu Jinnian smiling and seated on the edge of the bed, she couldn’t help but blush.
Having lived two lives, even though this was her first marriage, she knew exactly what was about to happen.
“Feeling shy?” Chu Jinnian teased.
Zhuang Qingning’s face turned red all the way to the roots of her ears. She pouted, “Not shy. I’m just feeling hot.”
“Alright, alright. Move over.”
Zhuang Qingning practically leapt into the bed and crawled under the covers, turning her back to Chu Jinnian.
Chu Jinnian smirked and let down the bed curtains on both sides.
The red dragon and phoenix candles brightly illuminated the room, creating a beautiful spectacle on the wedding night.
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In the height of spring, the peach blossoms were in full bloom.
Two adorable dumplings were ambitiously circling the roots of a blooming peach tree, occasionally looking longingly at the abundance of flowers up above.
“Brother.” Chu Siyu tugged at the sleeve of Chu Zimo with a troubled expression, “This tree is too tall and we’re too short to reach the flowers.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll climb it.” Chu Zimo raised the hem of his robe and tucked it into his waist.Jinnian is sick. Mingliang please contact the doctor.”
He then grabbed a branch and, gritting his teeth, began to climb upwards laboriously.
Extending great effort, he managed to reach the upper part and sat on a sturdy branch.
After a little rest, Chu Zimo reached out and snapped off a branch full of blossoming buds. He examined his trophy and felt quite pleased, shouting down, “Siyu, catch!”
Having said this, he threw the branch down.
Siyu hurriedly extended her short, plump arms and nervously tried to catch the branch.
Fortunately, the branch didn’t fall to the ground; instead, it fell into her hands.
Siyu held onto the branch and frantically waved at Zimo: “Brother, brother, I caught it!”
“Good girl Siyu,” Zimo smiled back and climbed higher to snap off more branches.
When Siyu couldn’t hold all the branches in her small arms, she called out: “Brother, that’s too many flowers. I can’t hold them all!”
Zimo quickly slid down, gesturing for silence: “Shh, keep it down. If mother and father find out we’ve been climbing trees and picking peach blossoms, we’ll get scolded.”
“Oh.” Siyu nodded and then chuckled, “But I’m not afraid. Father never scolds me.”
Well, that’s true…
At home, no matter the situation, he would always be the one to bear father’s scolding.
Especially from father.
Zimo, suddenly feeling deflated, started to wilt.
“But don’t be afraid, brother; father won’t scold you today,” Siyu reassured him.
“Why not?” Zimo looked puzzled.
Have you forgotten, Brother? We’re picking peach blossoms for Mother’s birthday gift. When Father knows why, he definitely won’t be angry,” Siyu reminded him.
That makes sense.
As long as it was something to make Mother happy, Father never objected.
Whether it was Zimo climbing trees to pick peach blossoms or even reaching for the stars in the sky—if it made Mother happy, Father would not disapprove.
Realizing this, Zimo’s spirits revived greatly. Together with Siyu, they each held the peach blossom branches and went to find Chu Jinnian and Zhuang Qingning.
Before they reached the courtyard, they ran into Chu Jinzhou.
“Third Uncle is here.”
Zimo and Siyu were like little birds, flying towards Chu Jinzhou.
At this time, Chu Jinzhou was sixteen years old, a dashing and handsome young man. His glamour surpassed even that of Chu Jinnian, and his pleasing appearance was a blend of the King of Qi and Mrs. Qiao.
Because of Chu Jinzhou’s charming looks, Zimo and Siyu adored their Third Uncle.
The other main reason was that Chu Jinzhou, over the years, had travelled far and wide. Every time he returned home, he would bring many peculiar stories and fascinating items.
Seeing Chu Jinzhou, who was darker than when they had last seen him, the children immediately knew he had just returned from a long journey.
“Third Uncle, did you bring back any fun things this time?” Zimo asked, looking up.
“Can you guess?” Chu Jinzhou chuckled, pinching Siyu’s chubby cheek.
“How can we guess…” Zimo scratched his head, perplexed.
Everything Chu Jinzhou brought back was new and exciting—things they had never seen or heard of before. Having them guess was impossible.
“You’ll find out in a while.” Chu Jinzhou patted Zimo’s shoulder and looked at the peach blossoms they held. He couldn’t help but laugh.