I Accidentally Entered My Cousin's Bridal Chamber

Everyone applauded the marriage between He Ji's two families, and Ning Yi, who was about to move to the capital, was no exception, because the new cousin-in-law was her handkerchief. Before the marriage, Handkerchief asked Ning Yi what kind of person his cousin was. Ning Yi blurted out: Old-fashioned, serious, and a gentleman. He Guanzhu, the eldest grandson of the He family, passed the national examination at a young age and rose to prominence. With outstanding grace and grace, and aura as high as tall bamboo, he is a crane in the mountains, the moon in the sky, an existence that is beyond sight. But Ning Yi hated him. When she was young, she was often reprimanded by He Guanzhu in her hometown in Xuzhou. Especially one day, when she was helping her classmates pass love poems to her classmates, her cousin snatched the love poems away and scolded her harshly for being a girl. ... She didn't write it, so what's the point of being ashamed of? Ning Yi has felt since she was a child that someone should pick the flower of the mountains like her cousin, hold it in her hand, ravage it, and tell him what shame is. Knowing that her cousin was getting married and that she was still her best friend, Ning Yi thought about it and felt that her life was promising. But I didn't expect that the handkerchief escaped from the marriage, and by some strange combination of circumstances, she got on the sedan chair to get married... On the night of flowers and candles, He Guanzhu, an elder in the clan, lifted the red lid of the marriage according to the rites, and saw that it was his coquettish and mischievous cousin whom he had not seen for many years. Ning Yi was drugged, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were filled with mist, and she grabbed the gentleman's clothes. Jiao Didi said: "Cousin... Help me..." Years later, Ning Yi, now the wife of the Prime Minister, looked at her cousin who always restrained himself and returned to etiquette, sitting upright, but always found new fun in the bed to torment her. She was the one who folded the flowers, and she was the one who was ashamed. Intention: Make progress every day, love life