My Husband is a Drama King [Book Transmigration] 25p2

Chapter 25 p2: Marriage

Song Changxu was not yet asleep. Before Liang Feng left, he had handed him a picture book. “You should learn more. My aunt and uncle were too embarrassed to give it to you, so they had me do it. After all, we’re close in age, so it’s easier to talk about these things.”

Liang Feng cleared his throat. “I’ll help you block the wine tomorrow. As the groom, you can’t get drunk on this day.”

Song Changxu took the picture book in a fluster, a bit dazed.

When he came back to his senses, he said, “Thank you, cousin.”

Liang Feng smiled and left.

After making full preparations, Song Changxu opened the picture book. His first thought was that it wasn’t as exquisitely drawn as his classmate’s.

Is this the time to be thinking about this?

He should be learning.

But he was homophobic. Why should he learn this?

But he should still have a look. Otherwise, he would be led by the nose by Xu Zhizhou. He thought fiercely, I can’t be led by the nose this time.

Pathetic, truly pathetic.

Song Changxu found an excuse for himself and started to look with great interest.

So strange.

Then I’ll just look a few more times.

Song Changxu looked for a while, then put the picture book away and went to sleep with his head covered.

He had thought he would be sleepless all night, but when he woke up, the rooster was crowing.

He heard rustling sounds outside the door. His parents and elder brother were already up. Song Changxu got up and put on his wedding clothes. He was actually a bit nervous. He looked at himself in the bronze mirror.

The red wedding clothes made him look exceptionally handsome, his eyes as dark as ink. He pursed his lips and went out, feeling quite embarrassed.

Liang Su looked at him with satisfaction and nodded. “Eat something to fill your stomach first. When the time comes, you’ll go to the Xu family to pick up the new husband.”

Song Changxu: “I understand, son.”

As he spoke, the courtyard gradually became lively. Song Changxu heard a few familiar voices. He came out and saw his classmates.

Lin Pu was hunched over, watching Wang Erlang keep the accounts. He grumbled, “I can read too. Why didn’t Brother Song let me be the accountant?”

Wang Erlang gave an embarrassed smile.

He had heard that Song Changxu was proud and aloof. He hadn’t expected so many people to come and congratulate him on his marriage.

They were all wearing long robes, exuding the air of spirited young men. Feng Xin’ou had brought his husband. He was also talking softly with the others. He was still very composed.

The other classmates sat at a table, eating the fruits and melon seeds on it. Seeing Song Changxu come out, they started to whoop and holler.

“Brother Song, the wedding clothes suit you very well,” Feng Xin’ou said.

Song Changxu smiled and came over to chat with them.

The villagers also came, calling on their friends. In a flash, a table was full.

“Changxu, today is your big day. I’ve come for a cup of wedding wine. You don’t mind, do you?” Scholar Li said with a smile, stroking his beard as he walked over.

When the time came, Song Ye borrowed a horse from the village head’s family. If Song Changxu hadn’t ridden a horse in his modern life, he would have made a fool of himself.

He looked at the tall black horse in front of him and swung himself onto it.

When he reached the Xu residence, someone saw him and hurried in to announce his arrival. Song Changxu, in his wedding clothes, with his slender figure and handsome face, made many of the ge’ers and girls blush.

He stood at the door and saw Xu Sunzheng carrying Xu Zhizhou over.

Xu Sunzheng said, “Treat him well.”

Song Changxu grabbed the other side of the red silk ribbon and felt the weight on the other end. He knew clearly that the person on the other side was Xu Zhizhou.

This red silk ribbon connected them. In the future, they might spend a long time together, perhaps even a lifetime.

This was what marriage was like. You had to bear the weight of another person, each holding one end.

Song Changxu said, “I will treat him well.”

After getting into the wedding sedan, Xu Zhizhou sat inside and patted his chest. He clutched his wedding clothes, his heart pounding.

The wedding sedan was too narrow and too hot.

The sound of gongs and drums outside made Xu Zhizhou’s ears ring. There were also the voices of many people mixed together. He blushed.

The wedding sedan stopped. Xu Zhizhou, who had opened his head covering to cool off, quickly put it back on and was led out demurely.

Through the red veil, he couldn’t see the path under his feet and could only follow the other end of the red silk ribbon. Song Changxu seemed to sense his timidity and slowed his pace.

The two of them crossed the brazier and went to the main hall. The Song family’s parents were seated in the high seats. The voices of the guests reached Xu Zhizhou’s ears, and he felt a wave of nervousness.

Xu Zhizhou’s heart was beating like a drum. Song Changxu was also nervous. The two of them were in a daze as they bowed and got married.

Someone shouted happily, “The ceremony is complete. Send them to the bridal chamber.”

Xu Zhizhou was sent to the bridal chamber. He sat in the room, which was quiet, with only him inside. There weren’t many rules in the village, and there was no wedding matron. He lifted his head covering and stood up to pour himself a cup of water.

“I only ate one bun this morning and haven’t had much to drink,” Xu Zhizhou said with a frown, finishing the water. He freely looked around the room.

The windows were decorated with the character for “joy.” The room was bright and looked empty. Seeing a dressing table, Xu Zhizhou’s eyes lit up. He eagerly sat down to try it. The bronze mirror on the dressing table was also new and reflected his image more clearly.

His skin was fair, and his features were handsome. He had only put on a little powder and some lipstick.

He walked around the room, opened the wardrobe, and saw Song Changxu’s long robes hanging there. He snorted softly and didn’t look any closer, afraid of seeing something he shouldn’t.

The desk was tidy, with the books neatly arranged. If you got closer, you could even smell the scent of ink.

After looking around, Xu Zhizhou lay down on the bed in a star shape, but then he frowned and sat up. He saw that the bed was covered in longans, peanuts, and red dates. No wonder it was a bit uncomfortable.

He peeled a longan and ate it.

Then he pushed the peanuts and other things to the other side, so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable to lie down.

Main Hall

Song Changxu drank with the others. Liang Feng, Lin Pu, and the others all blocked the wine for him, so he didn’t drink much.

The guests all whooped and hollered, teasing him.

Song Changxu got goosebumps all over again, but he knew that from the moment Xu Zhizhou had given him his hand, they had to live their lives well.

He let out a breath. Liang Feng asked him, “How are you feeling now?”

Song Changxu nodded. “Alright.”

Many of the Xu family’s relatives had come, including his aunt from Shuibo Town. Xu Zhizhou’s aunt was wearing silk. She was very satisfied with Song Changxu’s appearance and was glad to hear that he could read a few characters.

Scholar Li had already given Song Changxu face by coming for a cup of wedding wine. The feast was respectable and generous. The villagers had eaten a lot of oily food and all praised the Song family for their generosity.

The Song family had gained face, and so had the Xu family.

After a round of drinking with the others, Song Changxu knew his limits. He drank a little and then started to avoid people.

The others couldn’t catch him. Whenever they tried, Song Changxu would hide behind his relatives and friends. He found Song Mingyan and said in a low voice, “Elder Brother, do me a favor. Send some food to the bridal chamber. I think the revelry will go on for a while.”

Xu Zhizhou, like him, must have been preparing since the morning and hadn’t eaten properly. He had managed to eat a few mouthfuls of hot food during the breaks from drinking. Xu Zhizhou was in the bridal chamber and probably hadn’t eaten anything yet.

Song Mingyan smiled and nodded, and brought a few small dishes to the bridal chamber.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Xu Zhizhou immediately sat up straight on the bed.

“Zhizhou, they’re going to be a while. You should eat something to fill your stomach first. The night is long, and it’ll be hard to get through.”

Xu Zhizhou said softly, “Thank you, Elder Brother.”

Song Mingyan smiled. “It was Changxu who told me. Go on and eat. I’ll be leaving now.”

Xu Zhizhou breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on a chair. The dishes Song Mingyan had brought were varied but not large in quantity, just right for him.

“Brother Song is such a good person,” Xu Zhizhou sighed and started to eat with his chopsticks.

“Of course, Song Changxu is also a bit thoughtful,” Xu Zhizhou praised.

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After Song Changxu had seen off most of the guests, it was time for him to go back to his room.

He first went to wash up, splashing his face with cold water to sober up, and then walked to his room.

It was clearly the room he had lived in for a long time, but now he felt a sense of fear and hesitation before it.

Song Changxu looked up and saw the character for “joy” on the door. The candle in the room was lit. He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Xu Zhizhou had heard the footsteps long ago. He didn’t know who it was, but then he heard the door close.

The footsteps got closer and closer. When they were right in front of him, he saw a pair of black boots and the hem of a red long robe.

The identity of the person was self-evident.

Xu Zhizhou suddenly became nervous. His hands, which had been resting outside, subconsciously clutched his wedding clothes.

Song Changxu noticed his small movement. He was also nervous, but seeing Xu Zhizhou’s nervousness, his own dissipated a little.

He stood still and then lifted the head covering.

Xu Zhizhou’s vision suddenly brightened. He looked up and met Song Changxu’s dark eyes, a mix of shyness and annoyance.

Song Changxu was stunned by his appearance.

Xu Zhizhou was wearing light makeup. Song Changxu knew he was good-looking, but this time he felt that Xu Zhizhou was like a hibiscus flower.

He couldn’t take his eyes off him.

“Are you still hungry?” Song Changxu asked, trying to make conversation.

“I’m not hungry,” Xu Zhizhou said, getting off the bed.

The two of them drank the nuptial wine, their arms close, their wedding clothes touching, as if their skin were touching.

Xu Zhizhou rarely drank. He finished the wine in small sips, a blush appearing on his face. Song Changxu had drunk some wine with the others outside. He wasn’t drunk, but after this cup, he felt a little tipsy, and his ears were red.

After drinking the nuptial wine, the two of them sat on their chairs without moving. Song Changxu cleared his throat and looked away. “I smell of alcohol. I’ll go wash up first and then come back.”

Xu Zhizhou also felt uncomfortable in his wedding clothes. He also wanted to wash up. Besides, they still had to do that, so it was better to wash again.

“After you’re done, move the bathtub into the room for me to wash,” Xu Zhizhou said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Song Changxu: “…”

That’s right. I can’t let the new husband go out to the mud house to wash. I’m not angry, I’m not angry.

Song Changxu comforted himself.

After he finished washing, he moved the bathtub into the room and poured hot water into it.

Xu Zhizhou took off his wedding clothes, leaving only his inner garments. He reached out to test the temperature. “It’s a bit hot. You need to add some cold water.”

Song Changxu did as he was told without complaint.

He swore that he was only doing this because it was their wedding day.

After adding the cold water, Xu Zhizhou was finally satisfied. He glanced at Song Changxu, who consciously turned his back.

He sat on the bed and took off his wedding clothes. Hearing the sound of water, his body grew hot. He casually opened the wardrobe and saw that a set of wedding clothes was already hanging there. He was stunned for a moment, then hung his own wedding clothes up as well.

He stood in front of the wardrobe, looked for a long time, and then gently closed the door.

After washing, Xu Zhizhou put on his inner garments. He gradually regained his composure and said, “I’m done.”

Song Changxu went to move the bathtub out. When he came back, he still carried the scorching heat of early summer.

He closed the door. The wedding candle crackled. Xu Zhizhou trimmed the wick, making the flame burn brighter.

Song Changxu felt a prickle all over.

Xu Zhizhou was also a bit uncomfortable. He said, “We’re married now, so I have something to say to you.”

Song Changxu suddenly held his breath. He thought that as long as the request was not too outrageous, he could satisfy it.

“Go on.”

Xu Zhizhou counted on his fingers. “First, now that we’re married, we share weal and woe, so we are one.”

Song Changxu nodded in agreement.

Xu Zhizhou: “I am your husband, and you are my husband. You should dote on me, feed me until I’m full every day, I won’t do any work, and you’ll let me manage the family’s money. You’ll have to serve me tea and water, wash my clothes, and massage my back. You also have to study hard to give me face in the village and make me the husband of an official. I will occasionally cook a bowl of plain white rice for you as an extra meal.”

When he talked about being the husband of an official, Xu Zhizhou couldn’t help but smile, looking very pleased, without a care for anyone else’s life or death.

Song Changxu: “…”

Song Changxu had thought it would be outrageous, that he might die of anger, but he felt that he had still underestimated Xu Zhizhou.

Even landlords aren’t as exploitative as you. You might as well just have me call you ‘Master’.

Is this being a husband, or a laborer?

But it is indeed being the ‘gong’.

Song Changxu remained silent, his silence a form of resistance.

Xu Zhizhou lay on the bed. The bed here was soft, and he quite liked it.

“Why are you still standing there like a fool? It’s time to sleep,” Xu Zhizhou said, looking Song Changxu up and down. His face turned red when his gaze fell on his waist.

Anyway, he had read the book, so he had some experience.

Song Changxu could read and understand the pictures, so he should know even more.

Anger burned in his heart. Song Changxu walked to the bed, knelt down, and leaned close to Xu Zhizhou’s face.

The atmosphere gradually heated up. Song Changxu’s long legs pressed down on either side, restricting his movement. Xu Zhizhou’s long eyelashes fluttered like a small brush.

Xu Zhizhou had never been so close to a man before. The aggression was too strong, and he felt uncomfortable and wanted to retreat, but his back was against the bed, and there was no way to retreat.

Their warm breaths mingled. The longans and peanuts on the bed caused a slight, sharp pain against his skin, but this pain was not very noticeable.

Song Changxu’s dark eyes were bottomless. He used his long legs to push open Xu Zhizhou’s legs, and one hand clasped his, their fingers intertwined, palms pressed together, a perfect fit, without any hesitation. The warm skin seemed to be trembling.

Song Changxu’s shallow breaths seemed to spread across his face. His strong and powerful arm pressed down on his hand, while the other touched the lipstick on his lips and pressed down hard.

Xu Zhizhou was dizzy. He didn’t remember this being in the book.

Song Changxu’s hot breath came closer. “You want me to be your beast of burden, to wash your clothes and massage your back, and even to be the husband of an official. Why should I do all that?”

“You’re my husband. You’re supposed to do that. If you…”

Hearing Xu Zhizhou’s words, Song Changxu’s scalp tingled, and his mind felt like it was about to explode—

No one had ever called him “husband.”

And it was a man who had called him that.

“If you’re not good to me, I’ll go and speak ill of you in the village, and let everyone see what kind of person you…”

His breath was a bit moist. Song Changxu watched Xu Zhizhou’s mouth open and close, the words he spoke displeasing him, and his mind was buzzing.

He put a hand on his waist. It was indeed very thin, very soft, with a dimple.

He stared at his lips.

He grabbed his dark hair and leaned down to cover his lips.

Xu Zhizhou’s mind was in a daze. He glared at Song Changxu. Why won’t he let me finish speaking!

Song Changxu thought to himself that it was just a kiss, just because he was annoyed and wanted to shut him up.

There was nothing wrong with that.

The kiss was rushed. Song Changxu didn’t know how, and he kissed his lips from above.

The wedding candle sputtered. Xu Zhizhou didn’t know how to breathe and was about to run out of air.

He reached out and pushed Song Changxu, glaring at him.

“You, you’re so rough! Did you study until your brain turned to mush?” Xu Zhizhou shouted.

Song Changxu’s mind was still a bit dizzy, and a bit hot. He subconsciously reached out and covered Xu Zhizhou’s mouth.

“Do you want everyone in the house to hear you?”

Song Changxu stared at Xu Zhizhou and shifted uncomfortably.

Author’s Note:

Little Song (asserting): I drank, and I was provoked. It’s excusable.

Little Xu: He, he’s not refined at all! So much for a gentle scholar! [Crying]