My husband is the future emperor

He sat by the window filling his stomach with cakes and wine pots.

The window behind him was opened from the outside. A faint male voice came from behind Gu Qingcheng, "what are you doing here alone?"

"Who?" was almost choked by the sudden sound.

"Get out of the way." the man was going to jump in through the window.

Gu Qingcheng looked at the visitor with a wary face. It was very dark. He couldn't see the man's appearance and body shape. It was hard to tell whether it was an enemy or a friend for a moment. "Who are you? Dare you let the princess give way?"

Before Gu Qingcheng got up and got out of the way, the man behind her had impatiently jumped in through the window.

There were red candles and flames jumping and flickering in the house. Gu Qingcheng could see clearly the man who suddenly broke in.

He was tall, masked and dressed in a black night suit.

Night clothes?

assassin?

Or robbers?

Shit, the person who married her today must not have seen the Yellow calendar. What day did you choose for her? Either a head injury or an assassin.

Under tension, Gu Qingcheng swallowed the cakes in her mouth, choking her to death. She coughed a few times on her waist and shook her hand. All the wine pots and pastry plates fell to the ground because of unstable efforts.

After Qi Shun, she wanted to run and shout for help, but she knew clearly that if she ran and shouted at this time, she would die faster.

"Don't come here." Gu Qingcheng took a hairpin from his head and held it in the palm of his hand.

The man not only didn't listen to Gu Qingcheng's words, but also approached Gu Qingcheng step by step. Every step forward, Gu Qingcheng had to step back.

But after retreating a few steps, Gu Qingcheng's back was already on the wall. He couldn't retreat again. What should I do?

It's easy to breed fear at night. The man's sharp eyes flash the spirit of killing, which makes people dare not look directly. Gu Qingcheng is cold and his teeth are uncontrollable.

"Why, afraid?" the man looked at Gu Qingcheng's beautiful face and asked in a deep voice!

Man, your identity is an assassin. If you disagree, you will kill. She finally lived again. Don't just become a kiss and be sent to the king of hell for tea.

He said with a smile, "brother, I can give you all the dowry I brought today, as well as the Phoenix crown and sunset. Will you keep me alive?"

The man approached step by step, "but I don't want your dowry and fengguanxia phi."

Thieves don't want money or crowns made of pure gold? Isn't this thief too dedicated? Gu Qingcheng rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still kept a smile on his face, "... What do you want, big brother?"

The man in black raised Gu Qingcheng's chin, looked at her face and said, "I'm very satisfied with your face."

You are an assassin. You should make some money. What do you want to do with my face?

Gu Qingcheng smiled with self mockery, "big brother, my face today is dressed up with rouge powder. If I wash my face, I'm sure I'll be scared to death."

"Just don't wash it."

No washing?

Huh?

Isn't he trying to impress her?

Gu Qingcheng pointed at the man and said, "man, come closer to me. I have something to tell you."

The man approached Gu Qingcheng with a smile. Gu Qingcheng hooked the man's neck and approached the man. The man was stiff and was about to speak. There was a stabbing pain in his chest.

Looking down, a gold-plated hairpin pierced his chest.

The man never thought that Gu Qingcheng's closeness was actually killing him. He grabbed Gu Qingcheng's collar and said angrily: "... Gu Hanhan, how dare you murder your husband?"

"You're an assassin. Who's your husband? Don't talk nonsense." Gu Qingcheng pushed the man away indifferently, raised his chin high, and looked like a queen.

At this time, "Bang..." the door was kicked open from the outside. The person who came in was the Royal King Junlin in red.

Gu Qingcheng changed his face full of fear, hurriedly ran to Junzi Lin and complained, "Lord, this assassin wants to insult me. My concubine is scared. You can be regarded as coming."

Man in Black: "......"

However, Xifu man didn't care about Gu Qingcheng who ran towards him. He hurried forward to pick up the man in black and checked his left chest.

Fortunately, it didn't stab the heart!

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

Dog man, are you mistaken?

No matter your new wife, what assassin?

Xifu man took a complicated look at Gu Qingcheng, then knelt in front of the man in black and said, "Lord, do you want to call a doctor right away?"

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

Lord?

What the hell?

In fact, the man in black is the real gentleman Lin. as for the man in happy clothes, he is just the shadow of the gentleman Lin, that is, a substitute to do something inconvenient for him.

The real gentleman Lin glanced at Gu Qingcheng, who was confused, and then pulled off the black cloth on his face, revealing a face that was the same as the shadow.

He looked at Qingcheng's eyes without any ups and downs. His cold and hard facial features were gorgeous and veneered. The cold strength in his bones made people couldn't help retreating three feet. The pressure of the superior shrouded on the top of his head, which made people a little out of breath.

Gu Qingcheng looked at two men who looked the same. They all looked good, but she didn't have time to appreciate it. Her heart was bleeding!!

Is the assassin Junzi Lin? Looks like she really murdered her husband?

I wanted to please him, and then I made a cub as early as possible by taking advantage of the wedding night tonight. How could it backfire and hurt him?

Fortunately, when she started, she moved her compassion and didn't directly stab him in the heart. Otherwise, he died, and she and her family must be buried with him.

The gentleman Lin held down the bleeding wound on his chest and came towards Gu Qingcheng. Gu Qingcheng smiled very dogleg and hurried forward to explain pitifully: "Lord, I just stabbed you because I thought you were an assassin. My concubine didn't mean to. Lord Wang has a lot. Don't blame me?"

"Oh!" the gentleman Lin looked at Gu Qingcheng coldly and said: "... Do you think the king will blame you?"

"I don't know!" Gu Qingcheng said, twisted his thigh, forced himself to shed a few tears, wiped it with a handkerchief, and said regretfully, "I really blame myself for hurting my husband. I really want to suffer for my highness."

Shit, if it weren't for a mistake, she wouldn't twist her thigh. It hurts so much.

I just killed him with a smiling face, and now I cry about my concern for him?

Woman's face, July day.

A woman's mouth, a lying ghost.

None of them can be trusted.

"... it's easy to suffer for the king!" scholar Lin seemed to feel no pain. Without frowning, he pulled out the hairpin from his chest and stuffed it into Gu Qingcheng's hand.

Gu Qingcheng stared at the bloodstained hairpin. This dog man is too dog!

What did he mean by giving her a hairpin?

Want her to taste his pain?