The removed phoenix coronet sat quietly on the small table beside the nuptial bed. Only after Yun Qingyue relaxed her head and neck did she realize she should feel shy.
Was it really still this early, and they had already reached the point of drinking the nuptial wine? Didn't television shows always depict the sharing of nuptial wine and the consummation of the marriage taking place at night?
The historical texts and materials of this era were severely lacking! No, wait... didn't the ancients say that daytime improprieties were forbidden?
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