Rong Run's attack did not stop until the rooster crowed, and Yuan Yue lay on his back on the couch, with scars all over his body and tears on his face. The bed was covered in blood, and Rong Run's wound bled all night. Every time the wound was about to heal, he attacked again violently, and the wound was torn apart.

His anger swayed wantonly on Yuan Yue's white carcass, as if this was not his cave room, but the battlefield where he fought.

At dawn, he got up from Yuan Yue's body, and with a wave of his hand, a thin red brocade covered Yuan Yue's body. Leaving a scar and blood-red eyes, he was gone.

Yuan Yue clutched the brocade quilt and bit her lip.

The flowers and branches in the garden are a little out of shape, and the people are slowly cleaning them with their heads down. No one tells you, and no one can see it.

Rong Run walked through the front hall like a gust of wind, and there were still a hundred and ten tables left untied. A strong smell of alcohol wafted through the courtyard. He walked past the front hall dressed in blood red, and the people stopped to watch him. was glared at by Rong Run, and those subordinates hurriedly buried their heads.

Rong Run stopped, and then he felt a faint pain under his ribs. Looking down, blood was already wetting half of his placket. He tugged at his clothes, and the smell of blood in his face made him a little sick.

It seems to be a bit serious.

He went back to the study on his own, asked his servants to fetch clean water, and sat down at the table, wiping the blood that had congealed on his skin with a cotton ball.

The blood gradually dyed the lump of cotton red, and Rong Run threw down the tweezers. Look down at the wound under your ribs.

Yuan Yue also lowered her head and looked at the disorganized splendor. The bed was mottled with blood, but I couldn't tell which piece was the woman's Yuan Hong. In fact, it is not a piece, but even if it is the most skilled work, I am afraid it is impossible to tell the difference.

No prince in the world has spent his wedding night like this, and the joy is accompanied by pain.

In this way, can she fool him? Or can she fool him?

The door slammed and suddenly opened, and Xiang'er was holding a food box, followed by six maids, all of whom were good-looking and delicate like flowers.

"Princess, will you have some breakfast?"

Xiang'er's voice made Yuan Yue's heart tremble.

"You, what do you call me?"

"Princess......" the little maids shouted in unison, followed by a cheerful laugh like a silver bell.

"Princess, let the slave maid help the princess freshen up, right?"

"Princess, breakfast was prepared by the prince's orders, and because I don't know what the princess likes to eat, the princess ordered every snack to be made. ”

"The princess, the slaves and maids are all assigned by the prince to serve the princess. ”

"I ......" Yuan Yue pulled the brocade quilt on her body, her clothes were torn by Xiao Rongrun, and she couldn't cover her body at all.

"I want to take a bath. Yuan Yue whispered.

"Yes, the slaves and maids are going to prepare the bath. "The little maidens agreed quickly, and they went out quickly.

In Weifu, her second lady has never been treated like this. Yuan Yue looked at the backs of the little maids, and there was a faint trace of illusion in her heart.

Xiang'er smiled and opened the curtain: "Princess, the prince is really good to you." I heard the cooks in the house say that they are all bought back from the south by the prince, everyone has their own unique skills, the prince is afraid that you will not eat well, and you will not be used to it. ”

"Xiang'er, don't call me that, I'm not used to it. Yuan Yue touched her cheek, it was hot.

"Don't call you the princess, what does the slave call you?" Xiang'er tilted her head: "Still called Second Miss?"

"Hmm. Yuan Yue nodded.

"That's not good, the prince said, in the future, everyone in this palace must be respectful to the princess, if anyone dares to disobey the princess, it is equivalent to disobeying the princess. Xiang'er stroked Yuanyue's hand: "Princess, what's wrong with you?

The little maidens prepared the bath soup, but they only turned around, as if the hot water had been prepared in advance. The tub is brand new and smells of agarwood with gilt silver on the edges. The water temperature is just right, steaming with the smell of rose fragrance, and two little maids are carrying small baskets and sprinkling fresh rose petals on the water.

Xiang'er was a little puzzled: "It's almost September, where did the rose petals come from? Aren't these flowers that only come in April and May?"

The little maids smiled and said: "This is what the prince ordered, I bought it from the flower farmer's house in the south of Dachu, and when I sent it, I wrapped it in a flower room, for fear that the flower would be out of spirit." The prince said that everything used by the princess must be of the best quality, and she must not be lazy. When these roses arrived in Beijing, they were still flower bones, and the slaves kept them in greenhouses and took good care of them. ”

Xiang'er dialed the water: "No wonder this petal is so big, it's so fragrant, this variety is rare, right?"

The little maid smiled: "Sister Xiang'er is not a person from the Wei Mansion and is well-informed. This variety of roses was bought at a high price by the prince's flower, and at first the flower farmer was reluctant to sell it, but later he heard that it was the people from Prince Bao's mansion who wanted to buy it, so he was willing to sell it. ”

Ginyue soaked in the water and let the warm splashes lap on her skin. Her shoulders, chest, waist, and arms were covered with kiss marks, large and small, red like blood, and like the petals of roses.

Although the little maids are still girls, the teaching grandmothers have already told them about this room in advance. I understand this, too. Seeing these kiss marks, they all pursed their lips and snickered. Think about what kind of stormy revelry there was in the cave room last night.

"What about the prince?" asked Yuan Yue.

"Back to the princess, the prince is in the study. Do you want the slave to invite the prince to come over and have breakfast with the princess?"

Before Yuan Yue could reply, she had already heard the crackling of the bead curtain at the door of the bathhouse. The little maid raised her head and saw Rong Run wearing a jade-colored dress and slowly walked in. He had no ornaments around his waist or a jade belt, and his hair was only loosely tied in a bun and slanted with a silver hairpin.

"Slaves and maids, see the king. ”

Rong Run waved his hand, and the little maids retreated one after another.

Yuan Yue was a little scared and pulled Xiang'er's sleeve, but Xiang'er was helpless and retreated with the other maids.

The surface of the water was covered with a thick layer of rose petals, and as long as she didn't move, Rong Run couldn't see what was going on underwater. Rong Run's hand flicked lightly on the surface of the water, splashing a few drops. Then he stroked her cheek: "All the food and clothing here, are you still used to it?"

He suddenly leaned his face over, and Yuan Yue involuntarily held his breath.

"Why are you so nervous? Did this king scare you last night?" he picked up a scoop of water with a small scoop of water and slowly sprinkled it on Yuanyue's shoulder.

"This king has come to make amends for you, and last night he was drunk and was too rude to you. His palm was hot, no less than this warm bath, and the palm covered Yuanyue's face, almost covering her entire face.

"Why don't you speak? Are you angry with the king?" the fingertips slowly followed the contours of her skin into the water, spreading downward like a small snake.

Yuan Yue grabbed his hand violently, and the water splashed into Rong Run's eyes, and he blinked and held Yuan Yue's hand with his backhand.

"Lord ......"

"Yue'er, this king really doesn't know how to hurt you, always thinking about finding the best things in the world to give you. People say that you have a high heart and vision, and you can't look at ordinary objects. These kings also know. ”

"The prince misunderstood, Yuan Yue actually doesn't care about these food and clothing, as long as the two of them treat each other wholeheartedly, even if they live in a leaky thatched hut, only eat a bowl of corn porridge, and wear shabby linen clothes and straw shoes, Yuan Yue will not care. ”

Rong Run's face showed joy, sat on the steps on the edge of the bathtub, and leaned over to look at him: "Exactly." No matter how poor and difficult life is, as long as two people treat each other with all their hearts. In fact, the way of husband and wife lies in this, sincerity. ”

He stretched out his hand and raised Yuan Yue's jaw: "Yue'er, this king has shown his heart to you again and again, in this life, this king only needs you as a princess, as long as you are alone by this king's side." No matter birth, old age, sickness or death, we will never give up. This king's heart has been held to you, but why are you so cold to this king, as if you are always separated from this king. ”

Yuan Yue lowered her head, hid her hands in the water, and kneaded nervously. The rose petals covered her hands, but they couldn't hide the trembling of her body.

"Is the water cold?" asked Rong Run.

Yuan Yue shook her head: "Lord Wang, please go out, Yuan Yue wants to change her clothes." ”

The corners of Rong Run's lips slowly hooked up a smile, and he reached out and pulled the white bath cloak on the shelf. covered the surface of the water, and in an instant, he reached into the bathtub with one hand and stopped her waist, and before Yuan Yue could react, he had already pulled her out of the water. Rong Run's right hand stretched out to her knee and held Yuan Yue in his arms.

"Don't struggle, the more you struggle, the tighter this king will hold. ”

Yuan Yue stopped struggling, and her face was still stained with wet rose petals, which made her extremely shy.

"Hold the king. ”

"What?"

Rong Run frowned: "Wrap your arms around the king's neck." ”

"Don't ......" Yuanyue's voice was like a kitten, and even she couldn't hear it clearly.

"If you don't put your arms around the king's neck, he won't let you down, and we'll both stand here. ”

Yuan Yue had a little shame on her face, stretched out two white arms, and wrapped them around his neck. Rong Run lowered his head and saw that there were still a few red marks on her arm, which were the kiss marks he made last night, and he couldn't help but smile.

Yuan Yue knew that he was laughing at himself, and was busy covering it with a bath cloak, but he couldn't cover it, always covering the left side and missing the right side.

"What are you doing to cover it?" Rong Run unexpectedly kissed her on the corner of her forehead.

"Are you shy?" Rong Run looked at her with a smile.

"Don't look at it, let me go. Yuan Yue muttered.

"Don't think about it. He laughed loudly and carried Yuan Yue out of the bathroom. Lifting his foot to open the curtain, Yuan Yue gently rested on the bed, Yuan Yue was just about to get up to get his clothes, he pounced on him again, pressed Yuan Yue, and the wide sleeves covered Yuan Yue's body, and she could only see her two smooth and slender legs, abruptly exposed.