Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 23 Marriage Night 1
The officiant is the emperor of Liang Kingdom, who is now the Holy One.

Fortunately, Xi Niang was by her side, otherwise, Jian Yunling would have made a big fool of herself wearing that heavy and troublesome dress, and had forgotten all the etiquette procedures, and would have been accused of offending the Holy Majesty.

She didn't understand, why don't you just get married and make a farewell to the corpse for three kowtows?

After tossing for a long time, the etiquette officer finally shouted the words "sent to the bridal chamber".

Accompanied by Xi Niang, Jian Yunling walked to the wedding room in the backyard, while Yu Wenzheng had to stay to take care of the guests, and sent away the biggest official today, the emperor, before he could go to the bridal chamber to lift his hijab.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the wedding room, Aunt Lan opened the door from the inside, and lied that Yu Wenzheng sent a servant to take care of the princess, and gave Xi Niang two ingots of silver, and then sent her away.

After locking the door, Jian Yunling pulled the hijab, lay down on the spacious bed, and sighed again and again: "I'm exhausted! Why is it so troublesome to be married?"

Aunt Lan hurriedly picked up the hijab on the ground, and said anxiously: "Miss, oh no, princess, how can you lift the hijab by yourself, you have to wait for the prince to come."

"Okay, okay, Aunt Lan, don't teach me any more. I haven't eaten all day today. Before Yu Wenzheng comes, why don't you help me get something to eat?"

Aunt Lan heard her call Yu Wenzheng's name directly, and tried to cover her mouth, but Jian Yunling blocked her.Seeing her starving staring eyes, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I glanced at her reproachfully, and then opened the door to go out to find something to eat.

It's finally quiet...

Jian Yunling looked at this strange room with her arms under her pillow.

The wedding room surrounded by red curtains is like a beast with its bloody mouth wide open, devouring the noise outside and the joy that should belong to two people who love each other.

Although she was a killer before, she was always a woman, and she had fantasized about her own wedding and the person she could spend her whole life with.

But no matter what she thought, she never imagined that her wedding would be like this, and her husband would be like that.

Now she believes that there will be retribution for having too much blood on her hands.

She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened.

She thought it was Aunt Lan who came back, so she didn't even raise her head, and said lazily, "Aunt Lan, why did you come back, I'm starving to death, come on, you found something delicious."

As she spoke, she stretched out a hand, waiting anxiously for Aunt Lan to put a steamed bun or a roast chicken in her hand.

But she raised her arm for a while, but she didn't get what she wanted.

Couldn't find it.

Jian Yunling propped herself up and sat up, and asked disappointedly: "Aunt Lan, it's not like you didn't find anything to eat..."

In the middle of speaking, Jian Yunling opened her mouth and dared not speak out.

Standing in front of her, oh no, sitting in front of her, what kind of Aunt Lan, that outfit, that pair of boots, that wheelchair, isn’t it the one who just paid homage to her, her husband—King Han Yu Wenzheng?
"My lord." Jian Yunling hurriedly stood up, pretended to bow respectfully, and secretly looked at him out of the corner of her eyes.

I have to admit that Yu Wenzheng is indeed a handsome man.

The eyebrows are tall and sharp, the eyes are deep and bright like stars in the sky, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is very attractive.

It's just that he squinted his eyes slightly at this time, looking at Jian Yunling like an eagle staring at his prey, and his voice was low and magnetic, but it seemed to be immersed in ice and snow.

"This king's concubine, it seems that she is not happy to see my husband."

"What did the lord say, the concubine is looking forward to seeing him day and night, how can she be unhappy?" Jian Yunling said that she was disgusted, she thought, Yu Wenzheng should be satisfied.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wenzheng slid the wheelchair, came to her, grabbed her arm, and pulled her down. The distance between the two of them was less than ten centimeters, and his aggressive aura hit him head-on.

I saw Yu Wenzheng smiled evilly, and said: "Then... is it important for the king, or the princess's belly?"

(End of this chapter)