Married to the Absolutely Loved Concubine

Ling Yue's face under the red hijab was grinning, she was proud of herself, but she didn't want to, King Han suddenly turned around, bent down, stretched out his arms to pick her up, and walked quickly to their bridal chamber.

Ling Yue was taken aback for a moment, but soon came back to her senses, he... what is he doing?

He... Damn, that damned man dared to eat her Ling Yue's tofu.

She immediately stretched out her demonic claws, grabbed a piece of meat on King Han's chest, twisted it hard, twisted it hard, twisted it hard.

Hmph, if you dare to eat my Lingyue's tofu, I won't hurt you to death.

King Han didn't even hum, but his black eyebrows frowned slightly, and the speed of his feet accelerated a lot.

Ling Yue didn't intend to let him go, but seeing that he didn't make a sound, she thought she wasn't pushing hard enough, so she changed her place and happened to touch a little soybean on King Han's chest.

She smiled darkly in her heart, hum, this time, let's see if you will still be in pain, if you won't die from the pain, it just happened to avenge him.

With her claws, with one force, she pinched his little soybean, pinched hard, pinched hard, pinched hard.

Just when she wanted to reach out and bite it hard with her teeth.

King Han held her hand, clenched it suddenly, groaned, and stared down at her, because Ling Yue was half leaning in his arms, her chin and mouth were exposed under the hijab.

Those bright red lips made him forget the pain in his chest, subconsciously, his walking speed can already be described as fast.

Behind them, the matchmaker was still running, panting, out of breath, chasing after them.

Ling Yue couldn't see him, but felt that she was shaking even more in his arms.

She let go of her clutches and began to struggle and said, "Hey, you, put me down quickly, I will go by myself."

Of course King Han didn't listen to her. Regarding her dishonesty, he threatened in a low voice, "Woman, if you don't want to have an early bridal chamber, you'd better not move around."

How dare this little woman treat him like that, okay, okay, let's see how he will deal with her for a while.

The bridal chamber?

He... He still wants to have a bridal chamber with her, shit, when did she say that she wanted to have a bridal chamber with him, he is just one of her...

a what?

No, he is King Han, and she is Princess Han. If he really wants to ask for a bridal chamber, then she...

Ling Yue's hand was subconsciously clenched tightly. No, she would never give herself to her. Although she didn't have a virgin complex, she didn't want to be touched by a man other than Mo Mo, except her family Mo Mo. Baby Mo, no one wants to touch her.

Soon, King Han carried Ling Yue to Haoyue Residence, where he lived, and when he arrived at his bedroom, he put Ling Yue down and let her sit on the edge of the bed.

He coughed violently again, he was out of breath, and Ling Yue just wanted to lift his hijab to see him.

However, King Han seemed to have an early warning, and immediately said, "Don't move, ahem... that hijab can only... be lifted by me, so, ahem... just bear with it for a while."

"New... bride... wait... wait a while." The matchmaker who arrived at the bedroom panted heavily, trying to appease the bride, not to let her be the face of King Han, and lifted her hijab, but seeing that she herself I'm too tired to speak.

King Han motioned for her to rest for a while, and the matchmaker immediately showed gratitude.

It took a while for the matchmaker to calm down, and said a lot of auspicious words to the two couples, such as giving birth to a precious son early, growing old together, and being in love forever.

Let Ling Yue roll her eyes fiercely...

blah blah blah...

She vomited in her heart that she would give birth to a precious son early and grow old forever.

White-headed sister! ! !Love your sister! ! !

Damn, didn't you see that the groom is a sick man? If she wants to grow old with him and love him forever, is she cursing her to die early?

Depend on……

After the matchmaker finished her good words, she ran away quickly under King Han's murderous gaze. Facing the murderous aura that filled the room, she slipped away faster than a rabbit.

After hearing the sound of the matchmaker closing the door, Ling Yue made sure that there was no third person here except her and the groom.

She immediately said, "Hey, King Han, can you open this now?"

She has been blind for most of the day, and it is really uncomfortable. This ancient wedding is really fatal. Next time, she and Mo Mo, she must hold a wedding according to the 21st century wedding.

"Wait...ahem... just wait a little longer..." Lord Han's very low voice came again.

This is not the first time Ling Yue has heard his voice, but this time it is much deeper than the previous one, the voice is good, very deep, very pleasant to hear, but it seems a little familiar.

Ling Yue didn't think too much, she tried her best to hold back, well, ancient weddings are a bit more complicated, but...

"Hey, I don't want to wait too long. Take it off quickly, otherwise, I'll deal with you later." Impatient and threatening words spit out from her mouth.

"Pfft...cough cough..."

King Han couldn't help laughing out loud, and quickly covered it up with a cough.

This girl is really abnormal, how can a bride urge the groom to lift the hijab after entering the bridal chamber?

Just now she looked like she was going to kill him, but now she is threatening him again, she is really changeable.

Ling Yue just wanted to continue talking, but the hijab was taken off at this moment.

Ling Yue subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the groom, and suddenly, her small universe was on fire, relying on...

His mask hasn't been taken off yet, does he want to face her every day like this?

Standing in front of Ling Yue, King Han was slender, wearing a red wedding dress, and a mask on his face. He lowered his eyes and did not look at Ling Yue. He was holding a scale in his hand, and the red hijab was hung on one end of the scale.

The groom put the scale beam on the table beside her, walked behind her, and helped her take off the bridal phoenix crown on her head. This thing is very heavy, and she must be uncomfortable to press it! ! !

Stretching out his hand, holding Ling Yue, ignoring the burning anger on her face, she came to the table and sat down.

King Han took his time, picked up the jug, poured two glasses of wine, picked up one glass, handed it to Ling Yue, and said in a gentle voice, "Miss, even if you are angry, you will not be angry again until you finish drinking this glass of wine."

After drinking this cup of wine, the two of them can be regarded as a real couple, and she is the real princess of his King Han.

Ling Yue looked at the wine glass, and exhaled deeply. After she calmed down, she blamed herself in her heart, idiot, why are you angry with a man who has lost his appearance.

If he doesn't cover his face, don't you still want to see his maggot-covered face?

"I'm not angry..." Ling Yue quibbled, not wanting to admit that she was narrow-minded.

Ling Yue picked up the wine glass, intersected her hands with him obediently, raised her neck, and drank the wine.

Ling Yue, who hadn't eaten for a whole day, had already been making empty plans in her stomach. There were many snacks on the table that she had never eaten or seen before, and they looked delicious.