Sweet Poisonous Consort

The Barbarians, truly different, sharing the marriage battlefield with their servants on the first day?

Poor Princely Heir!

Jiang Yang was very worried. The Princely Heir had a liking for cleanliness, but before the Madam had finished her work, she did not bathe or change her clothes, and this custom wasn't broken afterwards either. They didn't know whether the master and servant were going to continue again. Should someone remind them?

However, he himself was not suitable for the role. Coincidentally, Xingxing, who had been serving the Princely Heir, went home to mourn the death of her grandmother.

The master and servant had eaten every last bit of six dishes and one soup. The maids were dumbfounded when they came in to collect the dishes, it indeed looked like they had just completed physical labor, eating more than usual!

Touching her round belly, Su Luo pointed at Jiang Shu on the bed and said, "Carry him to your bed!"

Qing Yi's face turned beet red and she shyly said, "Miss, this, this shouldn't be. I think this is something you should do on your own!"

Glaring at her, Su Luo said, "Where is your mind wandering to? Carry him over to your side to sleep. I don't sleep well and might kick him off the bed in the middle of the night. Given his thin arms and legs, that would be a problem!"

Making an "oh" sound, Qing Yi showed a little disappointment and then refused, saying, "Miss, the master and madam have instructed that it's bad luck for a couple to sleep in separate beds on their wedding night. You should sleep with the young master instead. What if he wakes up in the middle of the night and realizes that he is sleeping in a servant's bed? I'll leave first!"

Su Luo was shocked!

Why didn't they say it was bad luck when they thought Jiang Shu was going to sleep with her before?

This girl, aiming for the skies.

However, she was making sense. After a busy day, Su Luo was also tired. Looking at Jiang Shu's sickly face, she felt sympathetic. Anyway, he was in such a state that he couldn't do anything to her.

She might as well treat him as a doll!

Su Luo pushed Jiang Shu to the innermost part of the bed and lay down next to the edge of the bed, letting out a big yawn.

A problem arose!

The quilt was too narrow.

She had to move inward. Touching the man's cold body, she thought, let him sleep beside her reluctantly. She had already died once, what did she care about such superficial conventions?

The night was deep.

Within Zhengyang Palace, the lights were bright.

The aging Emperor Yue closed the last official document, and Eunuch Han Zhao hurriedly presented a cup of hot tea.

The Emperor took a sip, and asked, "Did the wedding banquet at the Duke of Qi's residence go smoothly today?"

White-haired Han Zhao bowed slightly and said, "Despite some minor hitches, both the Princely Heir and the Madam have successfully entered the bridal chamber. Madam is quite satisfied with the Princely Heir. Your Majesty, rest assured, such a joyous event will undoubtedly turn peril into safety!"

"Her destiny... I wonder if he can handle it; if it genuinely brings joy, then it's a blessing. If it doesn't, let her accompany him to the Underworld as husband and wife. Keeping her in this world would be inviting calamity!" The Emperor heaved a long sigh, pushed open the door of the Imperial Study Room, and slowly walked towards the Inner Palace along the tall steps.

Waving his whisk, Han Zhao hurriedly followed, not daring to respond to the Emperor's words.

In the private room of Ruyi Restaurant, the food and wine on the table were being replenished for the third time.

A thin man with a pale face and without beard hurriedly arrived, leaned towards the man sitting at the head of the table, and whispered something in his ear.

Suddenly his eyes narrowed, flashing a dangerous glint.

The thin man hurriedly left, and the man's confidant asked, "Prince, shall I get the restaurant to change the tablecloth?"

Standing up, the Prince looked grim in the flickering candlelight, "No need, we won't be able to wait for her, let's go back!"

It was a slightly chilly spring night.

Su Luo began to dream again.

She dreamt of being on the high Tongque Platform, and the drooling King Chu laughed madly, "His Majesty has already given up on you, and has rewarded you to me! Come on, I will let you truly taste this bewildering pleasure!"

She was running with all her might, but she was caught by King Chu. However, he didn't tear her clothes; instead, he tightly gripped her throat, intending to send her to the Underworld.

Su Luo fiercely struggled, twisting and turning, and suddenly opened her eyes.

She found a face uncomfortably close to her.