Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 18 Wedding (2)

When everything quieted down, there were only two people left in the cabinet.

Ning gently removed the phoenix crown, looked down at his shoes motionless.She didn't dare to look at him, she could feel that he was looking at her from the corner of her eyes, so she quietly turned her head to look elsewhere.

Wei Wei was thinking in her heart: Bodhisattva bless, the medicine will take effect soon.

The reason why she wanted to change the cup was because that cup contained the sleeping pills that she bothered to take.

Jin Wang lightly glanced at the plate of snacks on the table in front of the couch, half of which was missing, but there were a few more date pits, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

With a clear mind, he leaned forward with the help of alcohol.

The strong smell of alcohol lingered in her nostrils, her palms were sweating, and she held her breath.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and stroked her chin.

She raised her heart lightly, but she had to turn her face and look up at him, her breath was so close that her face turned red from embarrassment.

He swayed slightly, and smiled wickedly, "Princess——, a spring night is worth a thousand gold."

The prince has already brought her over.

He was indeed drunk.When sober, the cold-faced king probably wouldn't laugh like this.

She forced herself to smile, cheered herself up, slowly pushed him away, and said with a smile and sign language: "My lord, don't worry, first let the concubine undress you—"

While unbuttoning him gently, she waited for his reaction.

Finally, he lay on his back on the couch and fell asleep.

He took a long breath of relief, then straightened up, clapped his hands, and felt happy: It's done!

She put down the curtain of the inner bedroom, and lightly took off the boots and outer robe for the prince. His body was very heavy and he couldn't push it.

What should I do?

At this point, Qingqing also took off her shoes and got on the couch, kicked her feet hard towards his back, and he obediently rolled into the inner couch, and there was an empty space in the middle of the bed.

After taking off the Xiapei and pulling up the quilt, the problem came, the wedding couch only had a wide quilt.what to do?Does he not cover it or does he not cover it?
It seems that there is only one bed.

So she found a piece of thick pajamas from her luggage and put them on for herself, stretched her waist, felt extremely sleepy, and fell asleep quickly.

……

On the second day, the sun was shining all over the pavilion, but the red silk curtain on the couch was still not put away.

She softly heard human voices outside, then her eyelids moved, and the dazzling light hurt her eyes just about to open.

"Ah" said softly and suddenly sat up.

In the tent, the side of the couch was empty, only myself.

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong, but her arms were bare. She lifted the quilt and saw that she was only wearing a pink bellyband.

Gentle only felt that the blood rushed to the head all of a sudden.

collapse!

He grabbed his hair with both hands and rubbed it in a panic, only to realize that all the buns from last night had been put down, and at this moment, a head of black hair was hanging down his back.

But, but, I have no impression at all.There is no discomfort on the body.

Have you overslept yourself?Or did you drink the medicine yourself?

At this time, I heard a voice from the outer hall: "Congratulations, my lord—"

It turned out that he has been there.

"The old slave came here according to the order of the empress. The empress understands that the prince and concubine are newly married, and enter the palace today and change it to tomorrow."

King Jin's wedding was not only ordered by the empress, but even the emperor was given a holiday, so he didn't have to go to court for five consecutive days.

The King of Jin was wearing Zhou Zheng early in the dark red brocade suit. He had morning tea there, and his expression was relaxed. He sipped the tea and said: "Then the envoy of the king will thank the concubine on my behalf."

At this time, people entered Dongnuan Pavilion one after another, "Congratulations to the princess, the servants are ordered to serve the princess to change clothes—"

Weiqing didn't see Qingchuan, she just hugged the quilt and refused to come out to change.

At this moment, Qing Chuan hurried over, "Miss—"

As soon as the words came out, behind him was the king's emissary in the palace saying: "Slap your mouth!"

Qing Chuan was slapped for calling her by the wrong name, but Qing Chuan had to suppress her anger, but after all, it was the second day of her wedding, so she advised herself to bear it for the time being.

After the concubine got dressed, the emissary of the king went to the bed confidently, lifted the untied dragon and phoenix quilt, and put away the veil under the eyes of everyone.

Get nervous all of a sudden.How did she forget about it?Before she got married, she had heard of this chaste Xipa more or less.

The royal envoy in the palace must have been sent by Concubine Shu. If Concubine Shu didn't get what she wanted, would Concubine Shu be angry?
Suddenly, the king's envoy took the handkerchief, smiled happily, and then bowed to salute: "This old slave congratulates the prince and concubine on their wedding!"

The other maidservants also knelt down and said in unison: "The prince and concubine are newly married!"

Wei Wei was puzzled at first, but soon after her eyes touched the dark red petal-like blood on the white handkerchief, her face suddenly turned into a liver color.

She was dumbfounded.

how come?how come?Could it be that he really lost his body in a daze.

At this time, the king's envoy put away the handkerchief, and happily went back to hand over the errand.

She heard that the king's envoy said to King Jin outside: "The old slave has returned to the palace. If the prince has any orders, just send someone into the palace."

"No delivery."

With a cold sentence, the envoy Wang didn't dare to say anything, and bowed to leave.

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After lightly applying makeup, there was still a hairpin in his hand, and he didn't know where to go, when he suddenly saw someone coming slowly in the mirror.She had to put down the hairpin in her hand.

King Jin behind him stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her in front of the mirror, and then he raised his hand a little, and the others all backed away.

Gentle had no choice but to put down the hairpin, stood up and saluted him.Suddenly, her waist lightened, and she was lifted up by him.

"Excuse me, did you sleep well last night?"

He asked lightly, which made Wei Wei's teeth itch with hatred.

With a cold face, she signed in sign language, "The concubine sleeps until dawn."

She was telling the truth.

Unexpectedly, he sneezed immediately after the sound of "Ah Sneeze".

"Sure enough, I caught the wind and cold. Last night, the concubine kicked the quilt and fought for the quilt again, disturbing the king, tossing and turning, unable to sleep—" If there was a deep whisper, his deep eyes seemed to be pondering, and he deliberately looked at her eyes .

Her face turned red suddenly, her eyes dodged, but she couldn't understand it.

Could it be that he didn't take any medicine at all last night?
broken.It was he who plotted against him.He obviously drank that glass of wine.

She gritted her teeth and signed in sign language, "I don't have a cold. It's just that the makeup is too much, and it's choking." But the shame and remorse couldn't be concealed on her face.

The corner of his lips twitched, and he looked lightly at her bridal makeup.

Daimei Xiuyue, a pair of watery bright eyes, obviously harboring resentment, but full of affection;
Her pretty face was powder puffed, delicate and rosy, with a pair of small cherry lips pouting, full of anger.

Even so, this delicate and clear makeup is as beautiful as a painting by a master.

That grain of brow twilight properly highlights her brilliance and charm.

It can be seen that the little princess has many questions in her heart, but she can't ask them, she just has a bad face.

"You're not feeling well?" He looked at her and asked intentionally, "If you're not feeling well, can you ask the nurse to come and take a look?"

He couldn't have hinted more clearly.On the first night of the wedding, it is unavoidable for the bride to feel unwell.

Gritting her teeth in anger, Wei Wei slapped the grate on the dressing table a little harder, and then signed in sign language: "Don't worry about it, my lord!"

(End of this chapter)