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flew so quickly for Yan Gen who dreaded every seconds, minutes, hours, and days that passed. Why is the time running? Can't it walk?

Wei Yuu was right, the elders and Noble Consort Su aren't planning to move the date of the wedding. They're only making it look like they're planning to move it in consideration for his health, to give him face.

He had been sick for many days, therefore he doesn't have time to embroider his wedding dress. Wei Furen has to help him do it, making him work right after he recuperated wouldn't do. “How would you survive your wedding night if you stressed yourself out?” Wei Furen said with a teasing smile. He felt more stressed thinking about his own wedding. Depression is going on him now.

They already did the other five steps of the traditional wedding, formal proposal, exchanged names and birthday cards, meet diviner, exchange betrothal gifts, and the auspicious date for the wedding. All there is left is the wedding ceremony.

Wei Furen has been dedicating herself over her daughter's upcoming wedding, making sure that her daughter will appear extra-gorgeous by feeding her herbs and also applying it on her outer body that the doctor had recommended, he said that the concubines in the imperial harem did the same to successfully attract the emperor and made him come back to their halls.

She even controlled the foods Yan Gen ate and it drives him mad, seeing Wei Furen making a fuss over it. Now sneaking in foods while she's out of sight proved to be uneasy. All of his pretty maids are siding with her.

The only thing that comforted him is the erotic book Wei Furen had given him to educate him on his wedding night. It doesn't only have pictures, there's also a long description of it, going on details about how to please a man, what possible reactions he'll show, a man's possible sensitive spot, what good of body parts you should show first, etc...

Much to Yan Gen's pleasant surprise, the pictures doesn't look ghastly. Unlike the pictures in ancient times, it look vivid, lifelike in particular. It seems the people in this era have a great talent in drawing and painting. A treat for the eyes, it brought memories from when he was still im his original world, reading erotic manhwa and magazines.

Yan Gen would read the book openly in his room, reading it while lying on his stomach in his bed. He would flip the book every now and then when he feels like it. Every picture covered a whole page. Someone would definitely take notice of it at a glance and Yan Gen isn't the type who would shy away from this inside his room, unless it's his parents but not this time. His mother in this world give it to him herself, so what's there to hide and be embarrassed?

The pretty maids inside his courtyard seems to be very innocent, their faces would take a charming shade of pink at the sight of it, having not seen a pictures like those. They were in awe of how bold their young lady is, to read it in a broad daylight right in front of them.

Noticing their gazes, Yan Gen told them that there's nothing to be embarassed about since they're all girls and sooner or later, they would experience these things themselves. One of them took the initiative to approach him in the evening to burrow the book and he willingly handed out to her, barely able to control himself from bursting out in laughter.

I guess it's true that innocent girls have hidden wilderness inside them.

He had enough of that book. There's nothing new to it, all of the positions drawn on it, he already knew, not only did he saw it in pictures, he saw it in action. Porn videos in the modern world are rampant with many classifications and now he's missing it.

Before Yan Gen knew it, the day of his wedding arrived. Wei Furen cried a bucket of tears and Wei Tao, his father, only reminded him a few things, his eyes were teary. Wei Furen however, told him a lot of things while crying, it seems like she can talk from dawn to dusk. Yan Gen was helpless against a woman's tears, hence he left her to it. Her words goes from one ear to another.

Yan Gen doesn't feel like this is really happening to him, he was in a trance until a twisting thread made a contact on his face. He yelped and almost jumped out of his seat in surprise, Meigui firmly pushed on his shoulders. “Bear with it for a little while Xiaojie”

Unfortunately, this threading is necessary to remove facial hair, though Yan Gen doubt if he has any on his already gorgeous face. They were making a fuss out of nothing.

After that, the family drama goes on, all of the family members in the Wei main estate talked to him as he prepared and when he was about to board the marriage sedan, Lao furen and Wei Furen burst into tears. Suddenly turning the waterworks. Yan Gen helpless sighed and nodded at everything they said to him.

When he finally met Zhu Mingli who was standing at the entrance of the prince's estate to welcome him, his hands itched.

His hands might flew across his face but doing it in front of a crowd wouldn't do him good. He swore that he'll beat the shit out of him once the door to the wedding chamber closed. Yan Gen couldn't see him clearly because of the red veil embroiderd in golden threads covering his face, in addition, he feels extremely uncomfortable. It was very hot for him because he's wearing a heavy garment and the headpieces inserted in his hair are also heavy. He feels like his head was about to fall off every time he moved his head.

Furthermore, a bride couldn't eat anything until the wedding ceremony is over. Hence, Yan Gen is really starving, he heard his stomach grumbled a while ago.

The wedding ceremony proceeds, bow to the parents, bow to the heaven and earth, bow to the husband and wife. Yan Gen almost lost his footing and tumbled off when he bowed, courtesy to the heavy ornaments on his head.

Afterwards, Yan Gen was led to the bridal chamber. When the door was closed, the only people left are him and his two personal maids. The groom was left outside to toss a drink with the guests.

“Xiaojie! You musn't remove your veil and ornaments yet, his highness should be the one doing it” Yan Gen ignored Baihe's pleading and continued removing the ornaments in his hair, freeing his silky long black hair. He breathed in relief, massaging the back of his neck as he tilted his head from side to side “Ah... that's better” he then sprawled on the bed “Baihe, you watched the door. I'm gonna put these things back once the prince is on his way here”

Yan Gen got up and walked to a table filled with foods “Xiaojie, that's for the two of you to eat together, you can't--” he waved his hand to dismissed Meigui's scoldings “No worries, his highness wouldn't get angry. He wouldn't dare, not when I'm angrier than him” he reached for the osmanthus cake and stuffed it in his mouth.