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Looking at the empty room...

Rong Yuheng's face was as gloomy as water, "Where's Ah Che?"

The guard trembled in fright, knelt down and said, "My lord, I don't know..."

"Go and investigate!" Rong Yuheng squinted his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Catch him immediately if you find it!"

Ah Che, you dare to run away while being enchanted...

What a waste of you.

With Ah Che's martial arts, it is impossible for him to be taken away quietly.

There was no sign of a fight in the room.

So, it was Ah Che who escaped by himself.

Rong Yuheng clenched his fists, "Go and bring my king's Tayun here." Tayun is Rong Yuheng's horse.

Soon, countless soldiers, horses and guards filed out from the Prince Regent's Palace.

On the other side--

Rong Che, who had no idea that he had been arrested by the whole city, rode his horse to the outskirts of the city alone.

"Brother Rong Che, why did you suddenly ask me to meet here?" Lin Fei saw Rong Che get off his horse and stepped forward to ask.

Rong Che's eyes were gloomy, and he whispered blankly: "Girl, don't be afraid, those who want to bully you... my brother has already killed them for you, no one will dare to insult you anymore."

Lin Fei froze.

This is exactly the same as it was three years ago.

That's what Rong Che said three years ago when she was almost insulted by the powerful officials of the enemy country and rescued her.

Lin Fei supported the crumbling Rong Che, "Brother Rong Che, what's wrong with you?"

Rong Che held Lin Fei's arm through Lin Fei's clothes, and asked solemnly: "Girl, do you have a sweetheart? Who is it?"

A look of unnaturalness flashed across Lin Fei's eyes, she bit her lip, hesitated to speak, and said, "My sweetheart is far away in the sky, but close..."

Rong Che's eyes were straightened, as if he didn't hear her, he said to himself: "A Fei, as long as you want, if you like any man in the world, I can prepare ten miles of red makeup for you, and send it to you personally as an elder brother." get married."

Lin Fei's eyes were sore, she looked up, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the man not far behind Rong Che...Rong Yuheng.

The moment I saw Rong Che...

Rong Yuheng lost sight of others.

Lin Fei smiled wryly, and said to Rong Che with a forced smile, "Thank you...brother."

Lin Fei fled in despair.

Rong Che stared at her back suspiciously, until a gloomy voice came from behind.

"Have you seen enough?"

Rong Che froze for a moment, turned around, and Rong Yuheng grabbed his fingertips, "Ah Che, unshackle and run away, just to see her?"

Rong Che knew he was wrong, and explained in a low voice: "I just told her that if she gets married, I will prepare ten miles of red makeup for her, and send her to marry myself as my elder brother."

Those who practice martial arts have excellent hearing.

Even though Rong Yuheng didn't want to eavesdrop, the conversation between Rong Che and Lin Fei still reached his ears verbatim.

Rong Yuheng said blankly, "Oh."

Rong Che tugged at his cuff, "When I was a hostage in the enemy country, I was fined two hundred boards, and Lin Fei took half of it for me, so I... um!"

Rong Yuheng blocked his mouth impatiently, held Rong Che's waist with one hand, and clasped the back of Rong Che's head tightly with the other, enclosing him between his chest and the crook of his arms.

The tip of their noses touched, and the surrounding air seemed to gradually heat up, and the atmosphere was ambiguous and warm.

Rong Che's eyes widened, subconsciously trying to hide.

In the wilderness, this... how decent is it?

As soon as he struggled, Rong Yuheng's deep voice rang in his ears: "Ache, I'm wearing the shackles, don't force me to be rough on you."

Rong Che froze, pressed against Rong Yuheng's hand, and subconsciously clenched into a fist.

he is nervous...

Rong Yuheng wrapped his palms around his hands, and coaxed patiently in a hoarse voice, "Ache, don't be nervous, be good."

Rong Che trembled.

Rong Yuheng took the opportunity to open his fist, and stretched his five fingers into his fingers little by little, clasped his fingers together, and held Rong Che's hand in his palm.

not far away……

Lin Fei dropped her purse, and when she went back to look for it, she saw...

Rong Yuheng hugged Rong Che's slender waist and kissed.

Lin Fei's face turned pale.

The visual impact made her stagger and nearly fall.

Aware of Lin Fei's existence...

Rong Yuheng gently let go of Rong Che, squeezed Rong Che's chin, and asked: "Ache, you promised me, what will you call me when no outsiders are around?"

Rong Che's whole heart was beating violently, and he called out in a low voice: "Husband."

"Huh? What did A Che say?" Rong Yuheng said in a deep voice, "The wind is too strong, I didn't hear clearly."

"Hu... husband."

The corners of Rong Yuheng's lips slightly curved, pinched Rong Che's face, and said, "Ma'am."

After listening to the whole process, Lin Fei's face was pale.

The expression on Rong Che's face was as shy as a newlywed daughter-in-law.

Lin Fei bit her lips until blood flowed, she didn't even look for her lost purse, turned around and left, wiping the corners of her eyes twice with her arm.

Rong Yuheng calmly withdrew his gaze, leaned closer to Rong Che's side, and almost kissed Rong Che's ear, "Ah Che, madam and princess, which one do you prefer?"

Rong Che met his eyes and said, "Lin Fei has already left, stop acting. You want her to give up, and so do I, so I act with you. Your Royal Highness, you will be your prince, and I will." My prince."

"Rong Yuheng, you have given me ten years of internal strength. In the future, I will offer the splendid country of Rongguo with both hands."

"We... don't see each other again."

With red eyes, Rong Che bypassed Rong Yuheng and left.

A man like him deserves to be alone forever.

Why let someone as good as Rong Yuheng spend his whole life on him?

He doesn't deserve it.

Rong Che just took two steps...

Rong Yuheng's voice rang in his ears, "You want me to marry someone else?"

Rong Che didn't look back, and hummed lightly.

"Okay." Rong Yuheng said: "On the second day of next month, the king will marry the princess at the Prince Regent's residence, so you can rest assured."

Ah Che, I promise you to marry the princess...

But I didn't say that the princess is not you.

Rong Che left in a daze.

After Rong Che left, the guard asked Rong Yuheng: "My lord, why...why didn't you explain clearly to His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Rong Yuheng twirled the emerald ring on his thumb, "Only time can Ah Che see his heart clearly. He locked himself in a dark room and was tormented by his demons all day long. He couldn't get out. "

"Devil?" The guard didn't believe it, "He is the prince, how many people have the power of life and death in his hands, and the prince will also have demons?"

"He has." Rong Yuheng's eyes glowed with distress, and he said in a deep voice: "18 years of proton life, a life of licking blood on the knife edge, if he doesn't torture himself crazy, he is already determined."

This is what Rong Yuheng vaguely guessed after hearing the conversation between Lin Fei and Rong Che.

Ah Che, it's not that she doesn't love him, but that she doesn't dare to love him.

Xie Rong's misty fragrance just aroused Rong Che's inner demons.

The guard didn't understand: "My lord, why don't you help His Royal Highness relieve the knot?"

Rong Yuheng said: "Because he was too proud. Ah Che was trampled under his feet for 18 years, living without dignity. So..."

"The dignity he lost, only he can pick it up."

Rong Yuheng gave Rong Che a month.

this month.

During the day, Rong Che was violent and cruel in the court hall.

In the middle of the night, the lights in the prince's study room were often on all night long.

A month later.

Standing in the courtyard of the East Palace, Rong Che listened to the sound of salute and music guns outside, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it the wedding party from the Prince Regent's Palace?"

The servant replied: "Yes, the regent married the princess and concubine."

Rong Che bit his lower lip.

In the mouth, a faint smell of blood overflowed.

Rong Yuheng, I regret it.

Rong Che was so immersed in his own thoughts that he didn't even notice that a black figure approached silently.

The moment his waist was held, Rong Che looked down and saw that white and translucent hand with faint veins on the back, sexy and beautiful, strange and familiar.

Rong Che's expression froze and he didn't resist.

Let the drugged handkerchief cover his mouth and nose.

"Um-"

Rong Che struggled twice, and slowly passed out in the man's arms.

Rong Yuheng hooked Rong Che's legs, hugged him horizontally, and smiled playfully: "Ache..."

"Since the emperor wants to force this king to marry a wife, then this king will put you on the sedan chair."

Beside Rong Yuheng, the guard hesitated to speak: "My lord, but the crown prince is violent by nature and commits crimes in court. If he knew that he was stunned and stuffed into the sedan chair, I'm afraid..."

Rong Yuheng smiled strangely: "I lack a concubine in my mansion, and he likes to do evil, so I allow him to stay on my couch...to do evil for my concubine."

"This concubine is the concubine of the regent princess."

"Rong Che is my concubine."

Rong Yuheng hugged Rong Che and entered Rong Che's bedroom.

On Rong Che's desk, there was a piece of paper spread out.

Rong Yuheng's name was densely written on the paper.

It was Rong Che's handwriting.

It was beautifully written at the beginning, but then it became more and more scribbled and irritable, like chicken feet crawling.

Rong Yuheng smiled, put the unconscious Rong Che on the white jade couch, carefully picked up the piece of paper, and handed it to the guard, "Take this piece of paper back to the palace and frame it."

"Yes." The guard took it with both hands, and asked respectfully, "My lord, where are you going to hang it up?"

"Hanging on the bedside of this king and Ah Che's wedding room."

Guard: "..."

Your hobby is really unique.

When you open your eyes, the names on the entire wall, don't you panic? ?

The guard bowed and retreated.

indoor……

Rong Yuheng picked up the delicate and complicated wedding dress.

Hundreds of embroiderers embroidered by hand for more than half a month, the fiery red wedding dress is enchanting and beautiful.

Rong Yuheng pulled away Rong Che's belt, and personally put on the wedding dress for his Ah Che.

Rong Che was tall.

There was no need to wear a phoenix crown at all, and after changing into the four-layer wedding dress inside and out, Rong Yuheng covered him with a scarf, leaned over, and carried him out the door.

Rong Che was woken up by the bumping of the sedan chair.

He struggled to open his eyes...

In front of him is darkness.

It seems that there is a "cloth" covering the head.

Rong Che froze for a moment, then reached out to remove the cloth on top of his head.

As soon as he moved, the wrists tied behind him were sore and numb because they had been tied up for too long.

The ankles were also bound.

What bound him was that kind of wide strip of cloth.

It doesn't hurt, but the rope buckle is very tricky, and I can't break free.

Rong Che frowned, and slowly mobilized his inner strength.

however……

Dantian didn't respond.

The internal force was also tightly sealed.

Rong Che was wearing the wedding gown of the bride at the big wedding, and was lying in the sedan chair with his limbs bound, dying of anger.

Outside the sedan chair, Rong Yuheng was riding a horse, wearing a red wedding dress.

He seemed to have a telepathy with Rong Che, holding the reins of the horse, slightly approached the sedan chair, opened a corner of the sedan chair curtain, and said, "Ache."

Rong Che's desperate struggle froze for an instant, the scarf on his head slipped to his feet, his eyes widened, and he looked around the sedan chair in disbelief: "What's the matter with you marrying the princess and stuffing me into the sedan chair?"

Rong Yuheng pursed his lips, and his low voice caressed the roots of Rong Che's ears.

"Today, the regent married the princess into the palace."

"The concubine's surname is Rong, and her name is Ache."

Rong Che couldn't break free from the shackles on his wrist, looked down at the bright red wedding dress on his body, feeling ashamed and annoyed, "Untie me quickly!!"

Rong Yuheng replied slowly: "When paying homage, the concubine will naturally be untied."

Ah Che, I have let you escape once.

This time, you can't escape.

The sedan chair soon arrived at the Regent's Palace.

Rong Yuheng got into the sedan chair and unfastened the rope buckles on Rong Che's wrist and ankle.

Rong Che stared straight at him, and suddenly asked: "Tie me to the sedan chair, did you already plan it?"

Rong Yuheng smiled, "Ah Che, I planned to tie you to the sedan chair, but..."

"but what?"

"However, you deliberately transferred the guards of the East Palace on the day of my wedding, isn't it just waiting for me to appear?"

Rong Yuheng squatted gently, rubbing Rong Che's sore wrist and ankle, and said.

There is a lot of space in the sedan chair.

Accommodating him and the two of them will not appear very crowded.

After Rong Yuheng finished speaking, Rong Che looked away uncomfortably, "In this month, if I fall in love with someone else, what should I do without waiting for you?"

Rong Yuheng smiled: "That's simple. I'll arrest whoever you like and threaten you."

"The only person who will come to worship with me is you, Ah Che, you cannot escape."

Rong Che rolled his eyes at him, and muttered: "Others say you are a gentleman with a big heart, how can there be a gentleman who threatens others casually?"

"Ah Che, the so-called broad-mindedness is just not caring enough. When someone looks at you more than once, I want to goug his eyeballs and drain the blood from his body."

Finished...

Rong Yuheng covered Rong Che again.

Rong Che muttered: "It's not that I'm shameless, why do I need to cover my face with a cloth?"

Rong Yuheng took his hand, and her lips were close to Rong Che's ears. She lowered her voice and said, "Because Ah Che is overwhelmed, if others look at you more, I will get angry."

Rong Che's face was a little hot, "Stop talking."

His appearance followed Ning Shujin's and was amazing.

There are quite a few people who praised his good-looking skin, and Rong Che remained expressionless, as if he didn't hear it.

However, the four words, "The country and the city", came out of Rong Yuheng's mouth calmly...

But it made his heart itch unbearably.

hiss……

I want Rong Yuheng.

Rong Yuheng admired Rong Che's shy and angry appearance for a while, and said again: "On the wedding night, the wife's hijab will be taken off by the husband himself."

"If you take off the hijab, you will have a bridal chamber."

Rong Yuheng took Rong Che's hand and walked out of the sedan chair, wrapping Rong Che's hand with his hot palm.

Rong Yuheng had no father and no mother, and after worshiping heaven and earth, they worshiped Ning Shujin.

Ning Shujin was smiling, and knew early in the morning that the "bride" under the hijab was Rong Che.

When husband and wife pray to each other...

Rong Yuheng whispered in Rong Che's ear: "Princess, you are mine now."

thump!thump! !

Rong Che heard the violent heartbeat in his chest.

He covered his head with a scarf, and he could only vaguely see Rong Yuheng's golden boots.

In a trance...

Rong Yuheng hugged Rong Che horizontally.

The center of gravity was unstable, Rong Che subconsciously circled Rong Yuheng's neck, "Mmm..."

Rong Yuheng carried her into the wedding room...

Without even lifting the hijab, she went to pull Rong Che's belt.

Rong Che kicked him lightly in shame, and the next second, he was pinned down on the couch by the man.

"Ah Che, a spring night is worth a thousand gold..."

The man grabbed Rong Che's two wrists and bent down.