Chapter 3: Calculated
"Bastard thing!"
"What do you take the holy decree as, what do you treat me, the marriage event is caused by you to be so nonsense, since you don't want to, what did you do earlier, and now you get out of the marriage, it's too late!"
"Yuan Wei, send Prince Rui and Princess Rui into the cave room in person, if you dare to disobey, then kill this deceitful concubine directly!"
One sentence caused an uproar in the hall, but it made Su Qingyu, who was hiding behind Aunt Xicui, overjoyed, and deliberately rushed here to stir up this turmoil.
It's just that I never expected that His Majesty the Emperor's anger would be so elusive, and in such a strong way, he forced his son to marry a fool, and forced his son to enter the cave room with a fool!
When the smile on Su Qingyu's face, who was hiding behind Aunt Xicui, froze, she was forced to follow the inner eunuch inside, bypassing the winding corridor and entering the cave room of the wedding.
The maids and servants of the Marquis of Guangping's mansion who were waiting there were now all driven out, full of unwillingness but helpless, now in addition to the flickering fire candles, and a table of exquisite seats, there is only such an empty room, and the dazzling gilded double happiness.
On the Nanmu Hanging Flower Pillar Stepping Bed, Baizi was laid with a plain white silk handkerchief, and the top was full of four-color fruits that implied early birth of noble sons, and the acacia fragrance in the house was floating and ethereal, Su Qingyu pulled the corner of Aunt Xicui's clothes Since entering this room, she was arranged to sit on the edge of the Nanmu Hanging Flower Pillar Stepping Bed.
"Lord, on the day of the wedding, don't be angry with the emperor anymore, blow out the lamp, they all sleep the same, as long as the emperor is happy, the prince will settle early, and the minions will retreat." Yuan Wei respectfully bent down and bowed his head to Xiao Yan, who had a cold face there, and then looked at Aunt Xicui with a color, Aunt Xicui only helped Su Qingyu to collect the hair that fell on her head, gently patted Su Qingyu's shoulder, signaled her not to be afraid, and left with Yuan Wei.
And Su Qingyu turned her head to look at this well-arranged house without any scruples, obviously, this concubine's house was not intended for her to live in the princess, and this spring supper night was not prepared for herself, but it was a pity that this full of thoughts, in the end, it was in vain!
Looking at the man who was drinking sullen wine next to the rosewood table, Su Qingyu's eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of sarcasm, and then he swept away the things on the bed, leaving a small piece for himself and his clothes to lie down.
"Get up, this is not the place for you to sleep." After being tired all day, she felt that her bones were crying out in pain, but she had just laid down, and there, the man's angry shouts sounded like this.
Su Qingyu only turned his back to the man as if he was deaf, pillowed his head with his hands, closed his eyes, and didn't want to pay attention to the man who was now angry, but the man was unwilling, rushed forward with an arrow, and took Su Qingyu directly off the bed, with a face full of disgust.
Su Qingyu was in instinctive resistance, and reached out to pull Xiao Yan's hand holding his collar down, but he couldn't pull it down, but he left two red marks on Xiao Yan's wrist, Xiao Yan was in pain, and his hand let go of Su Qingyu's collar, Su Qingyu sat on the ground with a butt, and when he stretched his feet, Xiao Yan was tripped and fell, and then when his hand was on the ground, a pair of hands directly covered the soft and delicate top of Su Qingyu's chest, and the two of them were close to each other, with the surrounding atmosphere, It's all the same anymore......
Xiao Yan, who fell on Su Qingyu's body, really felt the kind of throbbing and flopping in his body that should not be there, and then looked at the face in front of him that he should have hated, and actually felt that when he wanted to kiss Fang Ze, Xiao Yan knew that he was calculated!
It must be the pot of wine I just drank!
And Su Qingyu, who was pressed under the man, also felt the man's throbbing uprightness, and then looked at the involuntary flushing on his face, and the cloudy eyes, naturally he guessed that he was inseparable!
And when Su Qingyu's eyes widened and she wanted to push the man off of her, Xiao Yan's hand had already begun to rip off her clothes, "tearing", and unceremoniously, she tore open the wedding dress, and even the middle coat inside was torn, revealing an ambiguous mandarin duck playing in the belly......