"My princess, your interests are quite good. Yes, your interests are not bad today. I know that I am busy, why don't you come over and chat with the princess to relieve your boredom?" A cold voice, with a bone-chilling chill, slowly filled the surroundings.
Come on.
It turns out that his name is Hui. The surname of this country is Ouyang. His name should be Ouyang Hui - Prince Hui. Not long ago, I heard my brother mention that King Hui's abilities are also very good, but he is a little worse than Prince Yun.
, both of them secretly competed for the throne, and the relationship between them was incompatible.
"Brother Yun was joking. Brother Wei just came over to say a few words to the beautiful girl. But Brother Yun, did you finish the wedding so quickly? Brother Wei admires her!"
With a scornful smile on his face, he glanced at Meimei again, but saw that there was no trace of fluctuation on that calm face.
"Yes, you are too impressed with Qi Yun. It's a long night, and of course you have to enjoy it slowly. With three beautiful women, how could Yun be willing to finish the wedding ceremony so quickly? Now Yun wants to have a real wedding ceremony.
, is everyone still interested in continuing to enjoy it?”
The thick eyebrows were raised, and all the people who had followed to watch the excitement were already running away in fear, while the king gave Meimei a meaningful look before slowly leaving.
With a sound of "Bang...", the door of the wedding room was closed. Xiaoju and Nanny were still there. They shrank to the side, and King Yun's face was already as cold as ice, and he walked towards Meimei's bed with heavy steps.
As he walked forward, Meimei's heart trembled. He was now like a messenger of revenge coming out of hell, making people's hair stand on end!
"My princess, Tian Meimei, right? On your wedding night, who lifted the hijab for you? Who took off the phoenix crown for you?"
She looked angrily at the damn woman sitting on the bed pretending to be calm. She didn't know that the first person she saw was her husband? Lifting the hijab and taking off the phoenix crown, these should be her husband.
She has the right to do so, and she—damn it, the first person to see her true appearance is actually her own mortal enemy—King Hui!
"You are busy. The phoenix crown is very heavy, so I..." Meimei shivered and shivered. King Yun seemed to be angry, but why should he be angry? It was him who embarrassed her and made her unable to hold her head up.
It was him who should be angry, and he should be the one who should be angry. What right did King Yun have to be angry?
"How dare you talk back?"
The sword eyebrows were raised high, which was a sign before he became angry. Meimei looked at him in fear and said tremblingly:
"I didn't talk back, I just stated the facts!"
Be calm, she is not wrong, it is King Yun who is wrong, her nominal husband!
"Hmph, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. No wonder you can't get married! Did King Hui take off the hijab just now for you?"
King Yun pinched Meimei's little chin in displeasure and spoke in a tone as if his beloved toy had been snatched away by someone else.
"Then you have really underestimated King Hui, and you have also underestimated me. He has not even stepped into this house. Do you want to lift the hijab for me from a distance?"
Meimei smiled sarcastically. It was okay for him to marry two concubines in a row. He just said a few words to other men. He was fine, but he got angry? It was true that only the state officials were allowed to set fires, and the common people were not allowed to light lamps.
"Hmph, it's easy to do it if you have internal strength. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
She breathed out the strong smell of wine, and the mellow smell of wine made Mei Mei's little face blush slightly, and she said angrily:
"I said no, it's up to you whether you believe it or not!"
Her fingers exerted slight force, Mei Mei frowned in pain, but she was stubborn and still did not breathe out the pain.
"Someone is coming!"
Are you stubborn? Are you tough-tempered? Can you endure it? Well, I will try to see how long you can be tough!
The door opened with a bang, and six guards in identical clothes walked in. They did not glance at the wedding bed, but looked down at the ground, waiting for the prince's instructions.
"These two slaves don't understand the rules and haven't fulfilled their duties as slaves. Pull them out and beat them fifty times each!"
The hot smell of wine slowly breathed onto Meimei's face, as if he was admiring a beloved work of art. King Yun had a serious look on his face. His thin lips were very close to Meimei's pretty face.
, so close that as long as you raise your head, you can touch his thin lips. But the words uttered by the thin lips are like the proud snow that counts nine cold days, making the master and servant tremble...