When he returned home, he realized that like the last wedding, the outside was full of gift-giving people and could not enter at all. So Jiang Lang turned around the door and had no choice but to come to the back door and knocked on the door pounding.

"Who! Give the gifts in front!"

The voice of servants came from inside.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed silently. Unexpectedly, this family member regarded himself as a gift-giver, so he said aloud: "Open the door, I am a Junma!"

When the servant heard this, he immediately opened the door and saw Jiang Lang outside the door, and couldn't help but wonder: "Master, why are you going to the back door!"

"You go ahead and see if you can still get in!"

Jiang Lang said, then he entered the house and came to the yard. He found that the whole yard was more busy than in the morning. He placed four tables at the gate, and there was a copy behind each table, responsible for recording the gifts and other things received on red paper. After the record was clear, he asked the person who gave the gift to sign, and then put the gift in.

When Jiang Lang got married for the first time, because he was the son-in-law of the third prince, many ministers in the court came, but there was no such thing as Jiang Lang himself, but now it was different. Not to mention that he was so respected by Emperor Jingtai, even with his position as the head of the East Factory Supervisor, many officials were afraid of him. So the ministers in the court came to give gifts, from important officials like Yu Qian to some small officials, all came to congratulate him. If the officials were too high, they would just send servants. If the officials were too low, they would be afraid of being rude, so they came in person. So the gate of Jianglang's county horse mansion was almost squeezed out, and officials of all sizes were crowded at the door, fearing that they could not squeeze in.

Jiang Lang had already experienced this kind of scene, but he still couldn't accept it. It seemed that his wedding had become a prosperous era in the court. Seeing so many guests, Jiang Lang, as the host and the groom of tomorrow, naturally, it was not easy to hide in the house, so he sorted out his clothes and walked up.

When the gift-givers saw that the owners had come out, they naturally squeezed into it one by one. Not to mention anything else, it would be nice to be familiar with it, so they kept saying congratulations.

Crowded among these people, Jiang Lang also returned the gifts, but unexpectedly, he stayed for a while. Even though Jiang Lang was covered in steel and iron, he felt a little sore in his back and a little regretful.

It was not until late at night that Jiang Lang returned to his room with exhaustion. Zi Ling had already packed her bed. When she saw Jiang Lang coming in, she smiled and said, "How is it? You're so tired today!"

Jiang Lang fell heavily on the bed and smiled and said, "It's so tiring. Even if I'm in a war, I haven't been so tired. Oh my God, this is a marriage here, it's obvious that I'm suffering!"

Zi Ling also reached the bedside and put Jiang Lang's legs on his legs. She first took off her shoes and socks for him, then gently pinched them and smiled, "What else do you have to complain about? Those adults will pick up the money and spend it!"

"By the way!"

Jiang Lang suddenly thought of something and said, "After the wedding, I will ask someone to count these gifts. We will leave three layers and ask someone to send the rest to the treasury."

Zi Ling's pretty face was slightly stunned, she thought for a while, and said, "Are you afraid?"

"It's not bad!"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but sigh and said, "Being a high place is so cold, the higher the profession, the more you will live like a grandson. Many people in the court are watching. If you are not careful and you are caught with your braid, it will be difficult to deal with it at that time. Besides, this companion is like a companion tiger. Now the emperor relies on me, so I can stay in peace. Once I have no value to use that day, and I feel that I may have threatened his throne, then I will die."

Zi Ling looked slightly displeased and said, "Look at what you say, others talk about the four great things in life, what are you meeting old friends in a foreign land, long drought, bridal rain, bridal night, and when you are on the list of gold, tomorrow is your bridal wedding candle, how can you say such disappointing words?"

Seeing that Zi Ling was a little unhappy, Jiang Lang turned his glasses and smiled and said, "Yes, the so-called wedding night - next door; when the gold list is on the list - next life;

A long drought comes with sweet rain - snow bulge; a foreign land meets an old friend - creditor!

When Zi Ling heard this, she immediately realized that Jiang Lang was making a mistake. Her hand suddenly pinched Jiang Lang's calves and said, "Look at you talking nonsense!"

"Ouch!"

Jiang Lang pretended to be in pain and shouted loudly.

Zi Ling knew that Jiang Lang was pretending, and couldn't help but feel anxious and said, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?" She couldn't go over and didn't hear Jiang Lang's squeaking voice, so she turned her head and saw Jiang Lang's face with a smile. She twisted her fiercely again and said, "Look, do you still lie to me!"

Jiang Lang laughed, hugged Zi Ling's waist and said, "Okay, don't be angry. I also know that you are tired enough today. If you don't let your husband serve you well!"

Zi Ling's pretty face turned slightly red. Although this was in the deep boudoir, she couldn't help but feel shy. She gently patted Jiang Lang's somewhat dishonest hand and said, "Stop making trouble. You will get married tomorrow. You can't neglect the bride. You have to pay attention to your body!"

Zi Ling's meaning was naturally understood by Jiang Lang. He shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you don't know your husband's ability!"

After a while, his body pressed on Zi Ling's body.

The tent on the boat fell gently. Under the illumination of candlelight, the two figures in the tent intertwined together, and the ecstasy sound suddenly rippled in the room, and the whole room suddenly became endless.

After a long time, the two of them stopped panting and wiped the sweat from Jiang Lang with a sweat towel. Zi Ling leaned against Jiang Lang's chest like a kitten, with a hint of flush on her face and a spring feeling that had not yet dissipated.

"If the two sisters know, I might blame me!"

Zi Ling said quietly.

Jiang Lang smiled slightly, gently stroked Zi Ling's naked back with his hand, and comforted him: "Don't worry, no, won't you get married tomorrow? It's not today!"

"But……!"

Zi Ling hesitated.

"Don't worry!"

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "Besides, I have done it all, what else can I worry about? At worst, I can just work harder tomorrow night!"

Of course, Zi Ling knew what Jiang Lang meant by hard work, and did not speak, and leaned quietly on Jiang Lang's chest.

The room suddenly seemed very quiet, only the candlelight on the table jumped slightly.

After a while, Zi Ling asked again: "I heard that you went to your father's house today?"

Jiang Lang nodded slightly and said, "I couldn't help much in the morning and was too boring at home, so he went there and talked to his father about something."

"Then have you gone to see your sisters and the others?"

Zi Ling asked immediately.

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "I'm going, why? You'd better tell me that you can't see your bride during this wedding. Isn't that unlucky?"

Zi Ling was slightly stunned and said strangely: "How do you know!"

Jiang Lang sighed and said, "Of course I know. When I first went there, my mother taught me a lesson. Now, when I heard you say it, I will naturally know what you are going to say!"

Seeing this, Zi Ling was not good at blaming Jiang Lang and said, "But, this is really not good!"

"Okay, OK!"

Jiang Lang hurriedly begged, "I dare not next time, I promise that I will not see the bride before the wedding next time!"

"What?"

Zi Ling held up with her hands, raised her eyebrows and said, "You mean three more times, why are you not enough for us three sisters and still planning to marry? Humph, I think that one dares to enter this door again!"

Now Zi Ling is like a tigress with her tail stepped on, not caring about the scenery on her chest being completely exposed in front of Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang turned his glasses, raised his head, and gently bit the two bright red spots.

Zi Ling was immediately scared and hurriedly lay on Jiang Lang's chest and said shyly: "You... see what good things you did!"

"Ha ha……!"

Jiang Lang laughed proudly, then lay down, gently touched Zi Ling's back, and smiled, "I'm just kidding you, don't be angry!"

"I'm not angry!"

Zi Ling smiled and said, "I'm thinking, tomorrow will be very lively!"

"yes!"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's very lively, but I'm tired tomorrow. I feel numb when I think about it now. It's really not that easy to get married!"

"What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

Zi Ling gave Jiang Lang a blank look and said, "I married two beautiful ladies like flowers and jade. Who in this capital has the blessing of you?"

"Not two!"

Jiang Lang immediately added, "And I, my beautiful wife!"
Chapter completed!