Chapter 1 I wish you both a case study

A big event happened in Beijing today!
Su Yiran, the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Left, the number one joker in the capital, pestered the Prince Regent for many years and finally married into the Palace of the Prince Regent as she wished.

But not only Su Yiran was married into the Prince Regent's Mansion today, but also Cui Wanshu, the daughter of the prefect of Xuzhou, the Prince Regent smashed the face of that brazen woman to death, and the beating was very satisfying!

The beautifully decorated and brightly decorated room is full of bright red. The woman is wearing a red dress, with delicate makeup on her fair face, but her expression is surprisingly distorted by anger: "That bitch dared to seduce His Highness, I will definitely let her nice!"

"Pa—" Su Yiran swept the longan and red dates prepared on the table to the ground.

But no one paid attention to her, only her dowry maid, Lu Xue, looked at Su Yiran worriedly, but thinking of her young lady's weird and bad temper, she stopped what she wanted to comfort her.

"How could he treat me like this!" Throwing all the things on the ground like crazy, Su still sat on the ground as if he was collapsed, tears rolled out.

For as many years as she has liked Jun Liangcheng, Jun Liangcheng has hated her for so many years.

Finally, he managed to get into the palace by tricks, and unexpectedly his two wives entered the mansion together. Cui Wanshu's status was very different from his own, but he didn't give him any face, and he didn't even look at this side. After the ceremony, he went to Cui Wanshu's room .

Su still stood up with red eyes: "No, I'm going to question him, he has promised to marry me, why he still humiliates me like this."

Lu Xue sighed in her heart, and wanted to stop her young lady, but she couldn't, Su Yiran had already stumbled and ran out.

Jun Liangcheng took Cui Wanshu in the courtyard and happened to meet Su Yiran who was staggering head-on.

Looking at Su Yiran, who was dressed in red, with a ferocious expression and heavy resentment, Jun Liangcheng's face instantly turned cold.

Before he got angry, Su Yiran hastily said, "Why did the prince marry her?"

Jun Liangcheng had a cold face and did not answer. Cui Wanshu stood next to Jun Liangcheng. Seeing that Su was still jealous, she leaned towards Jun Liangcheng without a trace, and said gently: "Sister, the prince and I are sincere. .”

Nothing could poke Su Yiran's heart better than this sentence, and Jun Liangcheng did not deny it, Su Yiran looked at Jun Liangcheng with red eyes: "You are sincere, what about me? My lord, I am sincere to you too .”

She choked up a little: "For so many years, I have been consistent with you, but you married her again on your wedding day to humiliate me."

Jun Liangcheng is wearing a red wedding dress, the red makes his eyebrows more dazzling, his handsome appearance, tall and slender figure, people can't help but take a second look, the majestic regent, but all the officials in the entire capital It's a pity that the object of a woman's heart is now being touched by Su Yiran, a mouse shit.

At this moment, his cold face was always gloomy: "Su Yiran, have you forgotten, what method did you use to enter my Prince Regent's Palace?"

Su was still breathless, but he was even more aggrieved: "If the prince didn't treat me as nothing, how could I have made such a bad plan..."

Cui Wanshu leaned gently next to Jun Liangcheng, seeing Su Yiran looking over, there was a provocative smile on the corner of her mouth, the smile was so shallow that it disappeared without the guards noticing it.

Only Su Yiran was the only one she saw. She was burning with anger and glared at Cui Wanshu. She rushed over and pointed at Cui Wanshu: "It's you, a coquettish girl! If you hadn't seduced the lord, today the two of us will be married, and we will have a happy reunion!"

Cui Wanshu flinched, stepped back, and buried her head in Jun Liangcheng's arms delicately: "My lord, my sister is like this, Wanshu is so scared."

Jun Liangcheng stretched out an arm to wrap her around her comfortingly, raised his head, his gaze swept over Su Yiran who was pointing at Cui Wanshu with a cold gaze.

"Pa—" Su was still slapped and sat on the ground, one side of his face suddenly became red and swollen, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

Su still had red eyes, covered half of his face, and the delicate hair that was combed in the morning had already been disheveled.

She still had a stubborn streak, her voice was hoarse and she cried: "My lord, it's this vixen who put you and me in this situation."

Jun Liangcheng ruthlessly stepped on Su Yiran's body, and his cold words pierced into Su Yiran's heart word by word: "What are you, I don't want to look at you more in this life."

As he spoke, the strength under his feet increased.

Su, who was lying on the ground, was still having difficulty breathing, his face flushed, and then he passed out in a daze.

Seeing this, Jun Liangcheng snorted coldly: "Su Yiran, why are you pretending, you have played this trick more than once in front of this king."

Su Yiran, who fainted, was kicked by Jun Liangcheng, and his eyes slowly opened.

A pair of clean and scrutinizing eyes looked around.

Rubbing his head, Su still accepted the memories in his head that didn't belong to him.

She actually crossed over.

Traveling to this little idiot with the same name and surname as her who liked the regent many years ago and was kicked to death after marrying here, and sorting out the original body's memory, Su Yiran felt that the original owner was really a fool with pure love.

Chasing someone who doesn't like you will ruin your reputation and your life.

But right now is not the time to feel these things, Su still endured the pain and wanted to get up, but was defeated by the trampled foot on her body, and she startled herself when she spoke.

"Take it away." It turned out that the original body had just spoken with a crying voice and hadn't recovered yet.

When Jun Liangcheng touched those cold eyes and the crying voice, a strange feeling came to his mind, and he withdrew his foot: "Do you hear me clearly? I don't want to look at you more than once in my life."

Su still supported himself and stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and said in a leisurely manner: "Of course I heard it clearly, let alone this life, the prince had better not look at me more than once in every lifetime."

Su Yiran looked at Cui Wanshu who was standing next to Jun Liangcheng again, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I wish you two a happy marriage, a happy marriage for a hundred years, and a baby soon~"

After speaking, he patted the ashes on his buttocks.

"Lu Xue, go back to the room!"

Lu Xue, who had just arrived, stood there in shock, unable to believe that this was the words of the young lady who would not even take her life for the sake of the prince.

After standing for a long time without reacting, Lu Xue didn't catch up until Su Yiran turned around and called her a second time.

When Su Yiran turned around, she paused. This man had just been kicked to death by Yuan Shen. She really didn't want to talk to him, but seeing the black cloud enveloping his face, she still spoke slowly, "I'm afraid tonight." It’s not good, maybe buying some lilac grass can relieve the symptoms.”

Jun Liangcheng's originally indifferent eyes changed instantly, and a sharp and ferocious light flashed in his eyes. Secretly, he gave the guard a look to follow and monitor Su Yiran.

Cui Wanshu looked at Su Yiran's back suspiciously: What nonsense is this woman talking about? Is it another way to attract the prince's attention?
Cui Wanshu gently pulled Jun Liangcheng's arm: "My lord, let's go back to the room."

Jun Liangcheng was a little absent-minded, and nodded.

(End of this chapter)

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