She's scared! Nangong Yun's palm touching her body was terrifyingly large, and his big palm was covered with rough thick calluses.

Zhao Qingqian didn't dare to imagine that once he knew that he was originally full of joy to marry a beautiful woman, but he was designed to marry another strange woman. I'm afraid no man will be able to swallow this breath! Once he goes crazy, the first person to suffer will of course be himself!

What's more, Wusun and Jingjue have not fought for decades, if this important minister of Wusun knows that he has been designed, will he wave his troops westward in anger? When the time comes, the lives of the people of the Elite Country will be ruined, and she Zhao Qingqian will never dare to risk the disapproval of the world!

She grew up in the royal family, and she was used to seeing her father Zhao Zhen's harem of 3,000 fandels, even if she was a concubine, she had never received her father's sincerity.

She once thought that there would never be an infatuated man in this world, but after she saw the love between Zhao Shuying and Yan Liancheng, she began to believe in loyalty.

Loyal! Yes, what a precious loyalty!

If there is no loyalty in love, she doesn't understand why the other party is so persistent. This is also the reason why she is envious of Zhao Shuying's infatuation after all.

"Still mad at me? I'm angry that I proposed to your father so quickly, so that you had to leave Yan Liancheng and marry me, so you refuse to pay attention to me? Nangong Yun was drunk, and his slow and deep voice came over again.

"Don't ignore me, Shadow!" Nangong Yun's hand was on Zhao Qingqian's waist, and the bridge of her tall nose stepped forward to rub her sensitive neck socket. The burning breath exhaled from the end of his nose made Zhao Qingqian's whole body spasm like an electric shock.

Even though Zhao Qingqian didn't say a word, under the urging of alcohol, Nangong Yun's hand gradually became presumptuous, and he probed into the hem of the tightly knit wedding dress.

Zhao Qingqian gasped, Nangong Yun's big hand suddenly moved up, covering her softest white rabbit through her corset, and her heartbeat stopped almost at the same time at this moment.

"You know my heart for you, and in order to get you, it took me a lot of effort to get your father to nod and agree to marry you to me. I've done some unscrupulous things, but it's all for you! You may blame me now, but you will understand later. ”

Nangong Yun whispered warmly in her ear, and sniffed the faint fragrance on her body greedily at the end of her nose.

Zhao Qingqian's heart tightened, and she still couldn't respond to him. But her fist clutching the futon relaxed, her stiff body softened, and her heart soured slightly.

She believed that Nangong Yun's affection was true. But it's absolutely impossible for my sister to marry him! His affection is destined to be unrequited for the rest of his life.

Zhao Qingqian doesn't understand, isn't there an old man in the sky who takes care of the marriage between the world? But why is there so much helplessness in this world? And in addition to marrying him on behalf of her sister, what else can she do for him on behalf of her sister?

What a wrong marriage!

"Shadow, the woman I love, the person I love most in this life and this life." Nangong Yun's voice was muffled and slow, but his palm was still firm and powerful. He turned Zhao Qingqian's slender shoulder, and Zhao Qingqian did not resist him.

"After tonight, you will be completely mine, and no one will ever take you away from me. Not anyone, including Yan Liancheng! Nangong Yun muttered, a scorching and strong drunken breath spraying on Zhao Qingqian's cold face.

He was so close that he was so close that her heart was almost bursting out of her mouth.

"You're so fragrant..."Nangong Yun muttered, her eager lips finally stuck to Zhao Qingqian's cold little mouth.

"Hmm!" Zhao Qingqian resisted weakly, and her shame was not as good as her shock at the moment. She couldn't immediately adapt to the fright caused by Nangong Yun's contact, not to mention that the clothes on her upper body had been torn off by his impatient hands, and he was pulling at the thin straps on her corset at this time.

"I know you didn't sleep," Nangong Yun's low laughter carried a heavy breath, and his big rough hand was already holding a trembling white rabbit.

"Yikes!" Zhao Qingqian gasped, and his body exposed in the cold air first tensed, and then trembled because of the hot temperature of Nangong Yun's palm and the rough pinching.

"What a ball of soft wool!" Nangong Yun's vulgar words made Zhao Qingqian's ears turn red in the dark.

"Did I hurt you?" Feeling Zhao Qingqian's body trembling slightly, Nangong Yun laughed softly: "Then I'll be lighter." His voice suddenly carried a deep sense of weariness.

It must be that the number one liquor in the world finally worked, and it was not in vain that the father and emperor served all the tribute liquor to the banquet with the intention of intoxicating Nangong Yun.

"Damn! Damn it......" Nangong Yun muttered to himself in annoyance, but his tone was obviously vague, as if he was gradually sleepy.

His hand was reaching under her skirt, and just when Zhao Qingqian almost couldn't help but reach out and pat off his big hand, Nangong Yun's hand suddenly slid down, and the weight of his entire body was almost all pressed on her, Zhao Qingqian tensed his body and didn't dare to move, but then there was no movement.

Zhao Qingqian froze on the bed for a long time, until he heard the sound of Nangong Yun's long and regular breathing in his ears.

"Oh my God!" Zhao Qingqian exhaled softly with difficulty, Nangong Yun's strong body pressed her so hard that she couldn't even breathe smoothly, and she could only move inch by inch, struggling to escape from under him.

After finally breaking free from under him, Zhao Qingqian kept panting, and her excessive physical overdraft made her sweat all over.

She rolled over and got out of bed, her hands tightly pulled the hem of her clothes that were spread out, and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the figure on the bed, his regular long breathing echoing in her ears.

What should she do now? Zhao Qingqian thought in a daze, his eyes sour from staring at the figure in the darkness with excessive force.

Can she just run away?

Zhao Qingqian knew very well in his heart, of course the answer was no!

There was still a long time before dawn, Zhao Qingqian curled up in the other corner of the big bed, buried her face in her knees, and waited for the dawn without tiredness, it seemed that tonight was about to be the longest night in her life.

Even the longest night of my life has moments when dawn is approaching.

The silence around was unpleasant, and the night had a glimmer of blue light. Zhao Qingqian curled up in the corner of the bed, her big eyes staring at the man on the bed without blinking, the man who had suddenly become her husband since last night.

She couldn't close her eyes all night, and this night she had a thousand thoughts and tastes in her heart, but she could never predict what might happen tomorrow when she faced her husband.

As soon as the morning dawns, he will find out that his wife lying next to him is actually an impostor!

And now that the sky is about to dawn, Zhao Qingqian really can't imagine what kind of storm he will face after Nangong Yun wakes up.

With a beam of blue skylight, Zhao Qingqian gradually saw clearly the man who had become her husband.

Nangong Yun's swarthy face has a pair of thick eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and thin angular lips. His figure was unbelievably burly, and the wide bed looked cramped under him.

Staring at the deep facial features and burly figure, Zhao Qingqian imagined that when the pair of eyes opened and stared at her, the light in the eyes must be even more arrogant than that of his father.

Zhao Qing's shallow crystal eyes trembled slightly, and a strange feeling crossed her sensitive heart, she couldn't associate the rugged man in front of her with the affectionate and gentle man last night!

This complex of contradictions, is this strong and rough man the lover she will be with for the rest of her life?

In the darkness, Nangong Yun Kuiwu's body suddenly moved, Zhao Qingqian shrank into the corner of the bed, and subconsciously curled up his small body, the moment that should have come has finally come!

Consciousness gradually recovered, and Nangong Yun felt a splitting headache on half of his head before he opened his eyes. Last night's scenes suddenly flooded into his mind, and when he remembered that the woman he had been thinking about for a long time was sleeping beside him at the moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, but the bed was empty!

"Who are you, princess?" Nangong Yun looked around at the gorgeously decorated happy room, and he finally found a thin, small, cowering little figure.

Nangong Yun narrowed his eyes, stared at the shadow shrunk by the bed, and questioned this little man who looked frightened.

The damned King didn't know what wine he was drinking, but he made him faint and missed the Spring Festival all night!

"I... I..."Zhao Qingqian's eyes flickered, and she lowered her head to avoid Nangong Yun's gaze. The way he stared at the person frightened her, and somehow she muttered a few times, but she couldn't say a complete sentence, because she was so weak-hearted!

Nangong Yun glared at Zhao Qingqian for a long time, until he saw clearly the big red wedding robe she was wearing, and his slightly squinted eyes suddenly dilated.

"What the hell is going on! Where's the shadow?! Nangong Yun scolded in a deep voice, and his cold tone turned stern.

Shadows?

Zhao Qing raised his eyes to look at Nangong Yun in confusion, his iron-blue face almost broke her heart.

"I'm asking where is Princess Hede?!" Nangong Yun repeated, his tone obviously impatient. This time, he carefully looked at Zhao Qingqian from head to toe, a little man with a pair of big flashing eyes, thin and cowering!

"She... I... I'm right here. Zhao Qingqian lowered his head, and his voice was weak and weak, which surprised him.

What should she say?

The father and mother designed a scene, and the sister was fulfilled but sacrificed her, what reason should she give to tell him that he was also one of the victims of this farce?

"What's her mine, tell me what to say!" Nangong Yun narrowed his eyes, supported his forehead with one hand, which was about to crack in pain, and stared at those frightened eyes with a frown.

Zhao Qingqian took a deep breath, she frowned, slowly raised her head, and looked at the pair of cold eyes without a trace of emotion.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, I was the one who married you last night." Zhao Qingqian held his breath and finally made what he needed to say clear.