Chapter 17: Another Village
The bright sun in winter is falling warmly. Ben snuggled up in a chair and basked in the sun. But something happened that made me angry and wanted to lift the roof.
When His Majesty actually issued an order to let me enter the palace as a queen?
Empress??? I carefully asked the visitor if she had misheard.
The answer is no.
He doesn't know, their harem is to eat people and not spit out bones.
I didn't go out to take orders.
But the minister who delivered the decree still didn't leave, and he never thought that he was still so sought-after?
My mother said that he owed it to my sister. So...... I owe you to go to the grave with her, it's better to sleep together, what do you want me to do?!
If you have to let me be the queen, the only queen, how can there be such a cheap thing?
I now understand what it means to ride a tiger.
If you don't enter the palace, the whole family will cut off their heads, and if you enter the palace, your relatives will be weighted, and it will be even more difficult to do.
But if you don't receive the holy decree today, tomorrow, I'm afraid that it will be a holy decree to cut off your head.
I am very aggrieved, and if I continue like this, I will have to die sooner or later.
Phew! How can anyone curse himself like this?
The emperor seemed to be afraid that I would run away, and when I came to the fourteenth year, I would marry at the sixteenth.
Looking at the palace gate that was close at hand, the mother who was on the side was swaying in the red curtain.
She is really willing to marry me like this.
But the ceremony still can't be ignored, I bowed to my mother.
"Say goodbye to my mother."
"Whoa!" The mother's answer was brisk, there was no sadness, and her face was more relieved.
I was even more angry in my heart, didn't I have to go to the palace to accompany me if I couldn't get married?
So as soon as he turned around, he entered the palace gate. This parting is probably a lifetime......
At night, the red candle tent of Ciyuan Palace.
A palace man dressed in a pale orange palace dress stepped forward and stood aside without speaking.
For a long time, I was sleepy, and I thought she was so boring.
"Get something to eat."
"Yes!"
After a while, looking at the food on the table, I lifted my hijab.
"!" The woman was so beautiful that she intended to stop it.
I waved my hand, straightened up, walked to the table, wiped my fingers precisely, and began to feast.
Originally, I still looked like a lady, but I wish Your Majesty would come and see this scene, send me back, or never come again.
I caught a glimpse of the palace maid frowning, looking very embarrassed.
"Will you eat?" I asked as I chewed on the pork knuckle in my hand.
There was awe in her eyes, and she looked at me with some disgust at the moment.
"Mother, wipe it." With that sauce-laden hand, I waved it hard and put my fingers in front of her.
"No!" She was stunned and frightened, and she didn't dare to move.
A moment later, the voice came that seemed to be urging for life.
"Your Majesty has arrived!" The palace maid beside her, who was frightened, knelt down with a pop.
I sighed in my heart and continued to eat the dishes on the table without any scruples.
When the bright red robe stood in front of him.
I had a full hiccups.
Before he raised his eyes to look up, he slowly got up and said slowly.
"Your Majesty, please forgive the concubine, the sin of dishonorability."
I saluted, but he came to help me, and I saw that the waist was slender, and then I glanced at my own waist, which made the woman jealous.
"It was I who didn't think it well and starved the saint."
I heard a familiar voice, and I couldn't help but look up, and I stared at it in amazement.
He took a step back and walked away from the hand he was holding.
"How are you?"
The palace maid kneeling on the side trembled.
He waved his hand kindly, and the palace maid withdrew.
I looked at him, and I felt a little embarrassed, is there a hole in the ground? I looked around and saw nothing.
Besides, I am the daughter of your mansion, and my brother is the marquis, what are you afraid of.
I just felt a little throbbing pain in my face.
Step by step, he approached me.
"What do you do?" I looked back, not daring to look at his expression, and stepped back step by step.
"Don't come here."
He brushed one hand over my neck, his thumb against my jaw, and the rest of his fingers on the back of my neck, making me look up.
The large hands were wide and cold, causing goosebumps all over my body.
The eyelashes fluttered like wings, adding a bit of casual charm to the candlelight.
"You, what are you going to do?" His eyes were clear, and his thin lips glowed in the candlelight.
I thought, I thought......
He picked up the square handkerchief in one hand and carefully wiped the corner of my mouth.
I just remembered how ugly I had just been, my eyes down, my face burning.
The itchy touch made a strange feeling in my heart, both ashamed and embarrassed.
"Alright, I'll do it myself." I snatched the handkerchief from his hand and rubbed it indiscriminately, ignoring the faint banter that raised the corners of his mouth.
"Come on, help the queen bathe and change clothes."
"Yes!" After a while, a group of palace people walked up, led by a woman in an orange palace costume.
"Na! Pay you back! "In order to arouse his displeasure, I specially stuffed the crumpled square cloth into his hand.
He just took it like that, not angry?
I was confused and let them push inside.
It took me a long time to react, and this was clearly a long-planned marriage!!
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