The almighty crazy concubine is tough on the audience, and the prince passes the knife behind him

In Zui Linglong Pavilion, the sky was filled with red.

The first thing that comes into view is a big red double happiness character.

A pair of dragon and phoenix red candles are burning high, the flames of the candles are puffing out.

The red gauze curtain hangs low and the red gauze tent is warm, making the whole wedding room full of charming and ambiguous atmosphere.

The room is filled with jewels, the incense burner is burning with the fragrance of lilies, and the jade vase is filled with evergreen pistils. The whole bedroom is filled with rich fragrance and indescribable luxury.

Cheng Qingqing looked around and wanted Dongyue and Dongxue to help remove the restraints on her body, but was stopped by the two palace ladies who followed.

"Your Highness Princess, according to etiquette, the groom has not returned yet, and you and His Highness the Crown Prince have not had a drink, so you cannot take off your wedding clothes."

After saying that, the two palace ladies helped her to sit down in front of the bed, and they were afraid that she would not follow the rules, so they stood on the left and right side and refused to leave.

Cheng Qingqing simply didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It wasn't even Shenshi yet. Sitting like this, especially with the phoenix crown on her head, made her neck very tired. When would she stay up until dark?

I could only pray in my heart that Li Beimo would come back soon.

But he has to deal with those guests, and at least he has to wait until all the guests have left before he can come back, which may take an hour or two.

After sitting like this for a while, sleepiness began to rise, and his eyes began to fight.

This morning I was pulled up to dress up, and now I feel really sleepy!

She tilted her body and was about to fall down. A palace maid helped her in time and said, "Your Highness, you can't sleep now."

"Your Highness Princess, please drink some hot tea first." Another palace nun brought her a cup of hot tea.

"Okay." Cheng Qingqing took a few sips from the teacup and cheered up.

After spending more than an hour like this, at three quarters of the hour, there was a movement outside.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!" It was the greeting voice of Dongyue and Dongxue.

"Ah."

The curtain moved and several people came in. Li Beimo was carried back by Ling Feng and Dong Yuli.

"Old servant pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince." The two palace ladies bowed their knees in greeting.

"Free gift!"

Li Beimo raised his head, looked at Cheng Qingqing with drunken eyes, and frowned suddenly.

"Qingqing... you have been back for so... long, why are you still wearing this... thing on your head?" He pushed away the two guards, staggered to Cheng Qingqing, and was about to take off her crown.

"Your Highness, please have a glass of wine first." A palace lady reminded.

"This...the prince knows, you guys...just go down!" Li Beimo burped and waved them all out.

"This... Your Highness, this old slave has been ordered by the Queen to see you and Her Royal Highness the Princess..."

Before the nun finished speaking, another nun secretly pulled her sleeve.

"Yes, old slave, please leave!" The two palace ladies said goodbye and left.

"Your Highness, you are drunk. I will make you a bowl of sobering soup." Ling Feng came over and wanted to help him.

"No need, you all go down too!" Li Beimo suddenly stood up straight and stopped talking.

"Your Highness, it turns out you are not drunk!"

The two guards looked at each other suspiciously, it turned out that their prince was pretending to be drunk just now!

"Well, you go out and guard outside, and no one is allowed to disturb you." Li Beimo said,

"As ordered!"

The two guards bowed their hands, exited the room, and closed the door.

"What a little fool. I told you to come back early and rest, but you just sit here and wait." Li Beimo pinched her nose helplessly with his hand.

The strong smell of alcohol hit her nose, and Cheng Qingqing couldn't help but frown, "Are you drunk?"

"No." Li Beimo bent down and looked at her level, "Tonight is our wedding night. How can we let drunkenness delay such a beautiful and beautiful time?"

"You're so glib, and you still say you're not drunk?" Cheng Qingqing stood up, "Let's have a drink first!"

"Hahaha..." Li Beimo chuckled a few times, "So Qingqing is so impatient."

Cheng Qingqing was speechless, "I'm a bastard. After drinking a glass of wine, go and wash up."

"It's not my fault, madam." Li Beimo pushed her down and sat down again, then helped her take off the phoenix crown, "Fool, it's been two hours since you came back, and you're still sitting like this?"

"Mommy said, today is our big day, everything must be done according to the rules, otherwise it will be unlucky. I just want us to be good in the future." Cheng Qingqing said.

In fact, she is the most unruly person. She maintains an attitude of believing in something as vague and insubstantial as God's will or not.

But today is her wedding to Li Beimo. If she follows the rules, it will be auspicious, so why not if she follows the rules?

"These rules are nothing more than hoping that we can live in harmony and beauty throughout our lives. Please don't worry, I will make you happy." Li Beimo said as he helped her take off the crown.

He placed the tiara on the dressing table and walked over to a round table.

There is also a sumptuous dish on this table, a wine jug and two wine glasses.

He picked up the wine flask, filled both glasses, and walked up to Cheng Qingqing with a glass in one hand. He suddenly knelt down on one knee and looked up at her, his eyes gentle and caring.

"Qingqing, after drinking this cup of wine, we are husband and wife."

"Yeah." Cheng Qingqing nodded shyly and took the wine glass in his hand.

"Hold your son's hand and grow old together with your son."

The two held wine glasses, passed each other's arms, and drank from each other's glasses.

Li Beimo put the two cups back on the table and began to help Cheng Qingqing take off her wedding dress.

But this wedding dress is too cumbersome. The buttons are plated and it takes a long time to undo each one, especially the two buttons under the neck, which are very laborious.

"Hiss..." Li Beimo used too much force and a button was ripped off by him.

"It's really troublesome."

After struggling with the buttons for nearly a quarter of an hour, he finally took off the heavy wedding dress, and helped her take off two layers of inner clothing, leaving the last one, which also caused a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He also took off his wedding clothes, then took Cheng Qingqing's hand, "Let's go into the space to wash up!"

The next moment, they appeared at the bathroom door.

"Qingqing, please help me wash it for you!"

"No need..." Cheng Qingqing was about to refuse, but was already carried into the bathroom by Li Beimo.

"What are you afraid of, Qingqing? No matter how hungry or thirsty your husband is, you won't be in this bathroom..."

"Shut up!" Cheng Qingqing quickly covered his mouth with her hands and stared at him fiercely.

However, in Li Beimo's opinion, her eyes were particularly alluring.

His mind wandered, and he quickly reached out to turn on the shower...

Two-quarters of an hour later, Cheng Qingqing, wrapped only in a bath towel, was carried out by Li Beimo, and the next second she appeared in their wedding room again.

Cheng Qingqing's black hair was scattered and her face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

"Qingqing, we are husband and wife, there is no need to be shy." Li Beimo put her on the bed and whispered softly next to her ear.

Cheng Qingqing's heart was beating loudly as she remembered the unfeeling curse that had been placed on her.

If they consummate their marriage, will anything change?