After committing myself to madly criticizing the governor, I was confused

Although Fengguan Xiapei didn't start preparing for it when she gave the betrothal gift.

But there are many ready-made clothes in the clothing store. Buying the most expensive one can also be regarded as a wedding dress.

This kind of red is not true red, but crimson.

After all, Ye Xiaoer's current status is that of a side concubine, not the main concubine.

The door the sedan chair enters is also the side door, not the main door.

Ye Xiaoer, who was always inferior to the real princess, didn't think anything of it.

The entire palace was filled with a disgusting smell. It didn't matter which door you came in from.

The female guests left one after another after saying their blessings.

Only Princess Chu Yue of Liu Kingdom is still with her.

She was a little surprised at how complicated the Ming Dynasty's wedding was, and she didn't finish it until midnight.

"General Ye, I really want to go back to Liu Kingdom, but I can't go back." Chu Yue was full of worries and had no one to tell her, so she could only express her heartfelt feelings to General Ye.

Ye Xiaoer has been immersed in an indescribable sadness and helplessness.

He was stunned by Chu Yue's words.

Why can't you go back?

It turns out that this is also a worry that most princesses have - Chu Yue wants to take over Liu Guo's role and marry the Ming Emperor.

"I'm not saying that marrying the emperor is bad. But, why do they have to influence my marriage? Why can't they let me live a free and unrestrained life? I really don't want to marry, but I can't do anything, so I'm so sad."

"Perhaps, Chu Xuan is right. I have lived for twenty years and my life has been too prosperous, so the hardships are yet to come. Oh, General Ye, you must not tell anyone else what I said to you today. People, are you okay?”

Chu Yue still had something to say that she was holding back.

The maid serving in the harem said that before entering the harem, all the concubines of the Ming Dynasty need to undergo strict physical examination.

How can she still have a perfect body?

If her scandal is discovered, not only will her reputation be damaged, but her face will be disgraced.

If he is sent back to Liu Kingdom, he will be beaten to death by his stern mother!

When the time comes, I'm afraid her brother will also hate her!

Ye Xiaoer pressed her hand and was speechless.

What kind of freedom can people have in this life?

It's nothing more than struggling painfully in one's own obsessions, or engaging in unwilling interactions between you and me for the benefit of yourself or others.

As the princess of Liu Kingdom, she also shoulders important national responsibilities.

We are really desperate and have no choice.

There are too many people in the world who share the same fate. She is not a savior and cannot offer forgiveness.

"If you want to live happily, you can only change yourself in the unchanging facts."

Chu Yue nodded, feeling that she had been nagging her for too long.

After a while, the prince came, and he would be unhappy if there were others in the bridal chamber, so he said goodbye in a hurry.

In the red gauze bed tent, Ye Xiaoer was wearing a red hijab and sighed slightly.

Then he pulled it off with great force - fuck the hijab.

This action caused the candle flame beside the bed to tremble slightly, and the whole room fell into a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere.

The serving maid screamed in surprise and reminded: "Princess Side, you cannot lift the hijab!"

Ye Xiaoer turned a deaf ear.

Looking at it, the doors and windows are all covered with festive words, which is particularly dazzling, and I feel that the phoenix crown on my head is so heavy.

With a simple pull of the hairpin, the phoenix crown was thrown directly onto the bed.

When the maids saw that the side princess became more aggressive, they knelt on the ground tremblingly and begged her to put the phoenix crown on her!

With a creak, the door opened.

Huangfu Yi, wearing a bright red groom's suit, walked over with the overwhelming smell of alcohol.

A low voice escaped from his throat, gently echoing in this festive room.

"Eleven, you've been waiting for a long time!"

His face was a little rosy, he must have drunk a lot of wine.

His eyes were also a little hazy, and he staggered around the bed, feeling tired and satiated.

"Hey, where's your hijab?"

Huangfu Yi saw that the red hijab had flown aside. Feng Guan also lay scribbled on the side of the bed, being pressed into a state of disgrace, and he knew that it was Ye Xiao'er who was having a tantrum.

He narrowed his eyes, walked over in person, picked up the red hijab, and ordered the palace maid to bring him some wine.

He glanced at the expressionless Ye Xiaoer: "There are still some rules. Since you married into the palace, you should abide by the rules of the palace. Put away your temper, otherwise, you will only be the one who suffers in the future. ! Maybe there are others..."

The phrase "maybe there are others" was said deliberately, and the threat was already obvious.

Seeing Ye Xiaoer's pupils flickering slightly like candlelight, he immediately put the hijab on her head with satisfaction.

"You and I are happily married today. I hope you and I will treat each other as guests in the future and contribute to the royal family! Drink!"

He handed her the glass of wine, touched her glass, and drank it in one gulp.

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Ye Xiaoer opened her white teeth lightly and swallowed the glass of wine.

Looking at the King of England on weekdays, he is indeed handsome and handsome. When he is the master of the pavilion, he is even more majestic.

However, the color red is really not suitable for him. The extravagant attire makes his complexion rosy, his eyebrows dirty and greasy.

Sitting down, hugging her and snuggling next to him, Huangfu Yi looked up to the sky and smiled: "That's right. It's good for you, me, and others. Aren't they all good?"

Ye Xiaoer also smiled coldly.

"What, you still want to force me? You are drunk, you can't beat me..."

Huangfu Yi shook his head, pinched her delicate chin, let her go, and then took off his clothes.

"No. Once a word is said, it is hard to follow. After all, I am also the master of Qingque Pavilion. I am a majestic king. How can I go back on my words and make others look down on me?"

Huangfu Yi never took his eyes off her even if he made any move.

There is a smile that never closes at the corner of his mouth - he will always get whatever he wants.

This feeling is so wonderful.

However, his things were disobedient, holding his head high, and always seemed to want to break through something.

He grabbed it and made an indecent move.