At night when the guests dispersed, the white moonlight quietly shrouded the entire Zhennan Palace, and the brides in the west courtyard were a little impatient, and sent a little maid out from time to time to see if the prince was coming.

Qing'er covered his belly and screamed, a little sad to accompany his young lady, and muttered: "Why hasn't the prince come yet, this hijab hasn't been removed yet!"

The warm yellow candlelight printed the woman's graceful figure on the window paper, Su Yue moved her fingers, her body had maintained this posture for a long time, and she was numb.

She was not annoyed, quiet like a lifeless Bodhisattva statue.

Heavy footsteps finally sounded outside the door, and she heard the creak of the door as it was opened. I also heard the sound of that person, waving his hand to let Xi Po leave first.

Xi Niang hesitated a little, looked at the bride sitting quietly on the bed, and then looked at the prince, with a touch of pity in her eyes. sighed silently, but chose to close the door and leave.

As soon as the bride leaves, many steps do not need to be done, which is also rare, and it is obvious that she is not satisfied with the bride who has just entered the door.

Qing'er was afraid that this uncle would bully his young lady, so he stood in front of him as a calf protector.

Qin Jing'an was really tired after a busy day, so he personally took off the heavy hair crown and put it on the table.

He sat down and looked at Qing'er who refused to leave with interest, "You still don't go out?" Do you want to watch me and my concubine linger here? ”

Qin Jing'an's aura is very strong, Qing'er is subconsciously a little scared, but she thinks about her young lady's gentle and gentle appearance on weekdays, if she also weakly abandons Miss, then Miss will really be isolated.

Thinking of this, Qing'er straightened up and stood firmly in front of Su Yue, stretching out his arms to protect the people behind him.

"Lord Wang, you are really a noble person, and the third watch in the middle of the night remembered that the bride's hijab has not been removed......" The words of questioning crackled out of her mouth.

Su Yue's body trembled, she stared at Qing'er's heel under the hijab in disbelief, only to listen to Qing'er talk more and more, took a deep breath, and scolded angrily: "Qing'er, you go out!"

Qing'er was murdered by her own young lady, but she was not afraid, she still stubbornly guarded the front.

"Miss, the slave won't let anyone bully you." Qing'er repeated the sentence.

"I'll tell you to get out! Qing'er! Su Yue was anxious, but her body didn't move for half a minute, she couldn't move.

Qin Jing'an's slightly appreciative gaze fell on Qing'er's body, but he was a loyal servant, but he was really not in the mood to look at her protector at the moment. At the wedding banquet, Zou Shuang'er and Meng Yuyun appeared one after the other, which made him feel exhausted.

As long as he thought of Meng Yuyun's drinking, he was very annoyed and annoyed. There is always the voice of Meng Yuyun blessing him in his ears, giving birth to a noble son early, a hundred years of good together, no matter how ironic it sounds.

Although he didn't hate Su Yue, he didn't like it.

"Do you hear that? Your young lady has spoken, tell you to get out! ”

Qin Jing'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold gaze stabbed directly at Qing'er.

Qing'er couldn't bear it, and the flesh on her face trembled. Biting her lip, she glanced back at the young lady, her eyes mixed with distress.

When she turned back to face the prince, she restrained her stubbornness, lowered her eyebrows, and knelt straight on the ground.

"Qing'er is a slave, cheap bones, if you make the prince unhappy, you can reward me with a stick. But tonight is the candle night of the young lady's cave room, the prince, the slave begs you, can you be kind to my young lady. She folded her hands on her lower abdomen, tears blurred, and her attitude was almost pleading.

Su Yue was shocked by Qing'er's actions and was speechless, she moved her lips woodenly, and two bubbles of tears welled up in her eyes at some point, a big one, falling, fainting on the wedding dress, fainting mottled tears.

The words of pleading Qin Jing'an didn't know how much he had heard in his life, his heart was not softened in two or three sentences, but he was a little uncomfortable when he saw such a half-old little girl crying tears and snot falling together.

His face sank, and his bent hand tapped lightly on the tabletop, "Got it, you step back first!" ”

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone." Qing'er looked at the young lady reluctantly, but she didn't sloppy at all, and closed the door gently when she left.

She knew that the young lady was unwilling to serve her uncle, and she also knew that the young lady's heart and eyes were empty. But a woman who has become a pro, if she doesn't learn to flatter and compete for favor, sooner or later she will die in the cold and lonely high-walled courtyard. Qing'er looked up quietly, the moonlight hit her face, tears occupied her entire face, the wind blew, cool and swishing.

There was a wedding scale inlaid with jewels and jade on the tray, Qin Jing'an looked at it for a while, and then picked it up and put it in the palm of his hand to play with it.

"If this king remembers correctly, the joyful scale symbolizes good wishes, and then you should use this to pick off your hijab, right?"

Su Yue didn't dare to figure out his thoughts, the pearl on her head made her a little breathless, she tried to ease her inexplicable nervousness, and replied softly: "Yes."

Qin Jing'an chuckled, got up and stood up abruptly, and strode towards the bed.

The huge shadow pressed over, Su Yue trembled her eyelashes, her eyes lost her usual calmness, and she was a little flustered and afraid.

Breathing unconsciously heavily, she recalled the drawings sent by the bride last night to teach her to serve her husband, and couldn't help frowning, a little disgusted.

Feeling Qin Jing'an's body getting closer and closer to him, Su Yue tried her best to control her trembling heart, and scolded secretly, sooner or later, she had to pass a level, what were you afraid of?

Fortunately, Qin Jing'an stopped, and the joy scale in his hand was heavy, just like the meaning it symbolized, which made people feel heavy.

The bony hand put the weighing rod into Su Yue's sight.

Before Su Yue could react to what this meant, Qin Jing'an took the lead in speaking, his tone was calm and cold, without a trace of emotion: "This king feels that this hijab, the side concubine is better to lift it herself."

Hearing her nominal husband say this, Su Yue was very surprised, surprised and a little embarrassed, her cheeks were hot.

Her appearance is not extremely beautiful, but it is also pitiful. In Qin Jing'an's eyes, he abandoned her like dross, and when she said this, she seemed to be saying an insignificant little thing, which made her inexplicably uncomfortable.

Su Yue had her own pride, she didn't reach out to take the Xi scale, but raised her hand, and quickly tore off the red hijab that had been covering her head all day.

Qin Jing'an narrowed his eyes, carefully looking at the appearance of his side concubine who had just passed the door under the warm yellow halo of the dragon and phoenix candles.

He had to admit that he was really amazed the moment the hijab hit the ground. Today's Su Yue has changed her gentle and graceful appearance before, her eyebrows and eyes are so thick that they seem to be painted, and her red lipstick makes her skin look like cream. The flower in the center of the eyebrows is very good-looking.