deep palace cold girl

Chapter 31

Her face was condensed, and a pair of sharp eyes looked at me directly, without any warmth.

The slightly pursed corners of her lips made her look even more ruthless, and she sat there noblely.

I can vaguely feel her anger, even though she is old, she is still beautiful, but it is a kind of daunting beauty.

I was a little bit at a loss, after all, I couldn't afford to make the mother of a country wait for such a crime.

Lian Chengzhi squeezed my hand hard, I looked up at him in a daze, only to see him smiling at me gently, without a trace of sinisterness or harshness, like a fairy wearing a mask, his eyes were so sincere, it almost made me believe it was real , he was tender to me with all his heart.

I sneered in my heart, does this man really know what gentleness means?
Even if he understands, it will not belong to me, because he hates me!
My heart was so calm, I took a deep breath, struggled to get out of his arms, and fell to the ground.

She wanted to get away from him, to stay away from him, but he was caught by the corner of his clothes, unable to move.

The cold-faced bride was gone, replaced by a normal smiling bride, but she saw the corners of her mouth twitching, cold sweat on her forehead, she approached me with some fear, and put a red hijab on my phoenix crown , covering everything.

Unable to feel the piercing gaze of the queen mother, I finally let go of my heart and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Aunt Empress Dowager, I don't know that you are an old man. My nephew will apologize to you here. Please forgive me, don't blame my nephew for his reckless behavior."

Lian Chengzhi's tone of light and evil was full of respect.

It's not the empress dowager and the servants, but the aunt and nephew. This kind of address shortens the distance. Even if the empress dowager would blame her, she can only admire Lian Chengzhi's cunning as an aunt.

After a long while of silence, I finally heard a sigh of suppressed anger.

"Forget it, today is your big day, how can the elder aunt blame you, hurry up and salute, don't miss the time!"

Although the tone was a bit stiff, there was helplessness and pampering in it, it seemed that the queen dowager was indeed fond of Liancheng Sun.

As soon as the Empress Dowager ordered, the singing officer cooperated immediately, and Xi Niang handed over the bouquet to me, and let me hold one end, while the other end was in his hand.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

After the last sentence was completed, my heart suddenly hurt so badly that I couldn't breathe. I rubbed my heart and tears rolled down.

From now on, I will really be the concubine of this fickle man in front of me. Although I have a noble status, I am firmly locked like a shackle.

Facing his unexplained hatred, the empress dowager's dislike, and the spies from the city's officials and people, I don't have much energy to think about what will happen to me in the future.

"Mu Qingshang...don't betray this king, otherwise, you will regret it!"

His sharp eyes were like wolves, flashing scarlet, and he tightly grasped me in a blood-red wedding dress.

I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the drunk man indifferently. I was not afraid of being fake, but I would try my best to cover up my heart so that he would not see my fragility.

"My lord, you are drunk!"

I was escorted out of the hall by Xi Niang, and I was sent to the new room, where I sat there for several hours, until he suddenly pushed the door open and said these inexplicable words to me.

betray?

I lightly raised the corner of my lips and lowered my eyes, not understanding what he meant.

He grabbed me tightly, staggered a little, and suddenly laughed, his charming and evil appearance made people shudder.

Lifting my chin, the heavy alcohol smell hit my face, I frowned uncomfortably, held my breath, and turned my head, trying to escape his breath.

"Shang'er...do you hate me? I have never, never seen you smile at me. I was thinking that Shang'er's smile must be so overwhelming that even the most beautiful flowers will be eclipsed..."

He tore off the red veil and frowned slightly as he looked at me expressionless.

I tried my best to step back, trying to escape his restraint.

It was already dark outside, and it was very quiet, and there was no bridal chamber as in the legend.

However, being alone with him increased my uneasiness. To me, tonight's bridal chamber is not the most beautiful paradise, but hell.

Thinking of being touched by this man, I feel strong rejection in my heart, what should I do?

Although I am already his wife, bed affairs are normal, but I don't want to, I really don't want to!

"My lord, rest early!"

He was very drunk, and he would never show such a gentle expression on weekdays. He looked at me with obsession and tenderness, which made me want to avoid it.

Helping him to sit on the bed, I pushed his big palms away from me, and I slowly got up and walked to the table beside me.

He took the hip flask, poured two glasses of wine, and smiled at him.

I know, this smile should be as he said, it is all about the country and the city.

He stared at me blankly, without the fierceness and domineeringness of the past, and watched me walk towards him step by step.

"My lord, it's time to rest after drinking this cup of wine!"

I smiled, stared at him with eyes as gentle as water, and handed the glass of crystal-colored wine sparkling in the candlelight to him.

Stared at by his scorching eyes, the hand holding the wine glass trembled, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually froze.

As long as you get him drunk, you can spend the night safely, right?

Although, you can hide today, but you can't hide forever.

I sighed deeply, thinking that day by day counts, and tomorrow will have its own way.

Seeing that he had no intention of reaching out to take it, I couldn't help being a little anxious, and took the initiative to hand the cup to his lips.

"My lord, if you don't drink this wine, you won't be a husband and wife... ah..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw him reach out and pull me, causing me to lose my balance and fall on top of him. The wine spilled out and soaked his clothes.

I looked at him in a panic, for fear that he would become a beast after drinking and would struggle to get up.

"Shang'er...you are mine, mine..."

"My lord, my lord, wait...wine..."

Pushing away his head lying on my neck, the numb touch made me feel overwhelmed and wanted to escape.

He was pushed down on the bed by me, and when he was free, I hurriedly got up, panting, stepped back, and forced a smile.

(End of this chapter)