Comfort her.

The door was opened and then closed.

Ren Beixi locked it casually, and when he let go, a slight collision sound could be heard.

Today the general's mansion is brightly lit and bustling with activity, as everyone is congratulating the couple in the room on their marriage.

But the man's eyes seemed even quieter than the night.

He looked at Guiyao.

She seemed to have just asked casually and continued eating.

The white porcelain bowl was engraved with the Double Happiness pattern. Guiyao almost didn't recognize that it was the one she often used when eating at Zhulinju.

She realized it belatedly.

Ren Beixi's temperament was very different from what she had expected. Many times, she felt that he was nice to her for no reason, tolerating her pampering and not exposing the weakness she often pretended to be.

The female voice of the system in my mind rarely appears.

"I need to remind the host that the person in front of you has the ability to terminate your main mission at any time."

Guiyao chewed her food slowly and finished it all.

Just raised my eyes.

The wall behind the man was decorated with bright red double happiness characters embroidered with gold thread. Dragon and phoenix candles swayed in the wind. She saw him casually put on a red leather cloak and stood with his hands behind his back. His nose was high and his calm face had a hint of coldness.

It seems like I’m back to last night.

She knew he wouldn't give her an answer, and he also knew she didn't need his answer at all.

...and ended up parting on bad terms.

Ren Beixi couldn't bear to stare at Gui Yao any longer, so he pursed his thin lips and raised his hand to unlock the complicated lock.

His arms were steady and strong, but suddenly they fell into two soft hands.

Gui Yao's face suddenly emerged from his arms, her cheeks tinged with pink. "Ten years ago, when I was only six years old, I was betrothed to someone who had been born young. I shouldn't have disregarded human ethics. Such a marriage is definitely untenable."

"But why are you all hiding it from me?"

There were twin lotus flowers on her bun, with red tassels hanging down, swaying gracefully at the moment.

She seemed to have no idea how delicate she looked at the moment. Seeing that the man's eyelashes did not move, she grabbed his sleeve and shook it.

"Don't act like a spoiled child." Ren Beixi's Adam's apple rolled.

Upon hearing this, Gui Yao immediately let go of his hand, but he held it back again. The scorching heat fell on her gauze-like sleeves. She raised her watery eyes, paused slightly, and stopped at his sparse brows.

"I don't……"

"there is nothing?"

"I'm not acting like a spoiled child."

Gui Yao straightened her back, intending to create a confrontational atmosphere, and the hem of her bright red wedding dress slowly fell to the ground.

Ren Beixi asked, "Guiyao, if it wasn't me you were getting married to today, would you still be willing to marry me?"

In the past, he hated to see her with a sad face, but at this moment, he wanted to see the unwillingness in her eyes. Xiao Hui outside the door called him from afar, saying that the fireworks for the emperor to watch would be set off outside the city gate, and the guests were waiting to be invited by the newlyweds.

The man didn't listen. He just held her cold wrist and walked inside. He didn't use much force, at least it wouldn't hurt her.

The bowls on the table were empty and the chopsticks had rolled to the edge. He looked at the wedding wine on the brocade plate and poured two cups with one hand.

"Guiyao, answer me," he said in a deep voice.

The noise outside the bridal chamber grew more and more intense. Inside the room, the candlelight flickered, the shadows were sparse, and my chest felt like it was beating like a drum.

Her beautiful eyes and eyebrows showed a rare hint of anger.

"If you don't answer, why do you want me to respond?"

Gui Yao listened to the system in her mind's light voice: "Why bother?" Her expression became more tense. She looked up and saw that Ren Beixi had stopped moving, so she sat back at the table.

The wrist restraints were released.

She raised her chin again and looked at Ren Beixi's cold and hard expression. She felt unhappy and subconsciously bit her lip and glanced sideways.

"I don't want to argue with you today... Ugh!"

Suddenly, the man reached out and pinched the back of her neck. The warmth from his palm seemed to have come from her wrist just now, but it made her feel a chill for no reason.

Gui Yao's neck was flushed, and her eyelashes and voice couldn't stop trembling: "Ren Beixi, let me go!"

"No."

The man simply picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

While she was stunned, Guiyao saw him drink another half cup.

She opened her lips slightly and was about to say something, but in the blink of an eye he suddenly leaned in and kissed her.

What is this doing...

She clenched her knuckles around the wedding gown on her knees and whimpered, trying to get away, but the large hand on the back of her neck held her tightly, forcing her not to refuse. She could definitely taste the wedding wine, her eyes widened slightly, and her tongue seemed to be numbed by the stimulation.

Her hands, which wanted to push him away, had lost their strength. She was held captive in the man's chest, and her eyelashes trembled helplessly.

Is this a kiss? Gui Yao was kissed until she could hardly breathe, and was forced to endure the grinding of Ren Beixi's cold lips. She couldn't help but bite the tip of his tongue, but she had no strength to control her temper. It was soft and limp, as if she was trying to please him.

"Ren Beixi..."

"You bastard, bastard!"

The man held her face, his eyes dark.

"Yaoyao, do you want others to kiss you like this?"

“Bang!”

Gui Yao's eyes were red, and before she could even check if her palms were hurt, the man's hands wrapped around her knuckles and pressed against his slightly red, cold, hard cheeks.

The man lowered his eyes.

Said softly.

"sorry."

As red fireworks bloomed brilliantly in the dark night, on the gate of Xianyu City, Ren Beixi held the sword in one hand, the light was as cold as snow, his dark eyes were like frost and fog, and he shot the assassin right in the chest.

He leaned sideways to avoid the spurting blood, and the cry of pain when the sword penetrated was completely blocked by the noisy smoke.

His voice was light: "Take it."

The secret guards behind him surrounded the five assassins who were lying in a pool of blood.

Li Cong casually threw away the burnt firework tube.

His narrow eyes held a faint smile. "Tonight is General Ren's big day, why do you do it yourself?"

"People from the Northern Barbarians?"

"Um."

"Then leave no one alive."

One sword to the throat.

The man threw the sword to his subordinate, and his dark eyes looked into the distance at the joyful general's mansion, as if he could see through thousands of people and see the only closed window in the backyard.

After midnight, it is Grain Rain.

At the end of the spring when the rain moistened the mountains, one could still hear the common people who came to the banquet saying with a smile: "Look, the general's mansion is full of joy, the rain will definitely not fall until tomorrow afternoon."

Guiyao had changed into pajamas and was sitting by the window.

The wind blows and the stars fall like rain.

The firelight in the sky was making a lot of noise and the spring breeze was shaking. In the yard, kittens and puppies were chasing each other. The pheasants had grown a lot and liked to fly around more than the birds.

Many of the guests in the front yard have left.

Guiyao was at ease and relaxed, chatting idly with the system.

"I am bored."

"You asked for it."

The system suddenly asked: "How did the host realize that the engagement was wrong?"

“It’s not difficult, actually.”

"When someone like Madam Dowager suddenly asked me about the succession plan, I had my doubts. Guiyue and Jiuchong were also very strange to me."

Of course, the biggest flaw lies with Ren Beixi.

Gui Yao narrowed her eyes, listening to the sound of fireworks fade away, and suddenly she felt a little homesick, her modern home.

She was an orphan, and her social relationships were limited to classmates and colleagues. The only person she had ever cared about left the world before her.

And the cat.

Now is a good time to drown your sorrows in alcohol.

The taste of the wedding wine was surprisingly not bitter, but had some fruity aroma, a unique taste of the General's Mansion, slightly sweet and slightly astringent. What came into view was Ren Beixi's cold and unparalleled appearance.

It was rare to see him smile in the past.

Gui Yao was a little confused. Was this the taste of the wine he had just passed to her lips?

Won’t the candlelight beside the bed burn the window curtains?

There were so many questions, so difficult to answer. Gui Yao supported herself on the bed and slowly lay down, her thin chin resting on the soft pillow. She was much more sober now.

Thinking of what Ren Beixi had hidden in Zhulinju a few days ago, the pattern of a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, Gui Yao supported her face and gently stroked the delicate embroidery, the rough sewing stitches, and the obvious overstuffing of cotton with her knuckles.

Guiyao narrowed her eyes.

After a while, he let out a faint "hum".

She buried her face in the pillow in annoyance and muttered, "You ask me all day long if it could be anyone else but you. Then I also want to ask, if it could be anyone other than me. No, it shouldn't have been me in the first place."

“Squeak—”

The door was opened. Ren Beixi withdrew his hand, looked at the messy room, bent down and carefully picked up the comb and gold hairpin for Gui Yao, and finally stopped at the red hairband that tied a strand of her hair.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

From then on, he and she became husband and wife.

The man wrapped the hairband around his sleeves, turned around and lifted the bed curtain, but suddenly a Guiyao jumped out in front of him, pounced on him with both hands, and rubbed his collar with the tip of her nose, sniffing carefully for a long time like a little animal.

He took a step back and held her slender waist firmly.

“Drunk…?”

Gui Yao's cheeks flushed pink, and she shook her head and pushed him away.

"Where does the blood smell come from? Go disinfect it, it stinks."

Ren Beixi bent down and stared at Gui Yao. He had never seen her drink, let alone see her look so cute and drunk as she did now.

He reached out his hand to feel her breath, but she pushed him away, covering her nose.

Ren Beixi never thought that one day he would use light skills in the general's mansion to avoid the eyes of guests passing by.

He went back to Zhulinju alone to fetch water for a bath.

In just half a cup of tea, before the kitchen staff had time to prepare the hangover soup he had ordered, he went back into his room and placed the dragon and phoenix candles on the table.

Finally, go to the marriage bed.

He moved very gently.

Gui Yao beside him was breathing weakly, and it seemed that she didn't have time to wait for him to come back, and fell asleep obediently.

So, the man who used to be cold and hard took advantage of the thick night and gently held her hand, and the heat wrapped in the coolness slowly moved closer to his chest.

He silently heard the sound of his own heartbeat.

"Ren Beixi."

The man suddenly opened his eyes.

Gui Yao turned around and leaned against him in front of the window curtain, using her hands to support his chest. Her red lips were slightly parted, her eyes sparkling with a hint of alcohol.

"Still angry?"

"I don't want to tease you."

Even drunkards know this.

From ancient times to the present, marriages have always required a bridal chamber.

The man held her slender waist tightly, and his heavy breathing made his neck red.

He then asked, "Why do you want to marry me?"

This time he didn't want to hear her answer, but kissed her aggressively, licking and biting her deliberately until her whole body trembled. The red candle flickered, and a few tears fell from her beautiful peach eyes, which were wiped away by the man's fingertips.

Gui Yao was forced to raise her head and sob, refusing to give in, but her breathing became increasingly difficult to control.

Her waist softened.

My ears were red, and I could only hear the man's tender voice.

"Breathe in. Breathe in."

"...I'm coaxing you."