In the Holy Kingdom of Nadawi, a grand procession of carriages was heading towards the royal palace, while onlookers were filled with apprehension and hurriedly made way for them.
Inside the closed carriage, Yan Li was forcefully pulled into Wen Ze's arms. Although she was sitting on his lap, it was no different from sitting on a mountain of knives.
"Ah Yan, do you think your sweetheart will come to save you today?"
Wen Ze rested his head on Yan Li's shoulder as if he were hugging a human-shaped pillow, but his eyes were extremely sharp and he did not look lazy at all.
Yan Li had only just recovered from her shock and had no mind to think about someone she had never met before.
She wondered how she could have continued this dream before she even had a chance to find the crystal coffin.
Wasn't the crystal coffin the medium?
However, before he could think further, Wen Ze, seeing that Yan Li had not reacted for a long time, had already begun to feel a bit emotional.
He merely raised his head slightly, staring intently at that fair neck, before suddenly opening his mouth, revealing his 'fangs,' and biting down.
Caught off guard, Yan Li cried out in pain and immediately tried to push Wen Ze, who was acting like a dog, away.
But evildoers never give people a chance to escape. In an instant, they grabbed Yan Li's hands and held them behind her back.
She has always been delicate and gentle, so it doesn't take him much effort to subdue her. Moreover, Wen Ze is no longer the mild-mannered person he used to be, and he is willing to let her have her way in everything.
Thinking this, he continued to lick and suck at the neck, like a tiger or wolf, as if he wanted to devour the person alive.
Yan Li's chest was covered by his broad chest, and the back of her neck was being held by his other hand. There was no way to avoid it, so she could only follow suit and bite his shoulder.
Although it was acting like a dog, at least she felt a little better. Thinking this, she couldn't help but bite his shoulder a little harder.
But through the fabric, besides making Wen Ze more agitated, there was nothing else.
Yan Li was naturally unaware of this. If she had known, she would have called Wen Ze not just a dog, but a beast.
Wen Ze ultimately held back his strength and didn't break the skin, but his inner thoughts were anything but oblivious.
Why didn't A-Yan refute this?
After a long time, so long that Yan Li felt the flesh was about to go numb and her teeth were aching, Wen Ze finally stopped, but then threw her another difficult problem.
Yan Li: This is simply an unwarranted attack!
She's mute, how could she possibly argue back? With her hands? He should just let go of her hands then.
Yan Li was speechless. Both of her hands were being held by this person, and she couldn't move. All that was left was to stare blankly.
If she weren't unable to speak, she would have at least said, "You're sick."
Throughout history, red eyes have been a symbol of misfortune, a demon from hell, and a devil that will overthrow a kingdom. If a child were born into this world, it would surely bring devastation, displacement of the people, and unrest to the kingdom.
Only by binding him to a cross, plunging a silver blade into his heart, severing his tendons, and finally burning him to ashes can the situation be considered secure.
But the little princess was kind-hearted and secretly rescued the old lord's red-eyed young son, Wenze.
Afterwards, she kept him by her side, gave him another identity, and used a special potion to change his original eye color so that he could appear in public as her first-class bodyguard.
Day and night, spending every moment together, the two secretly developed feelings for each other and were just one step away from pledging their lives to each other.
However, the truth eventually came out, and with the border in turmoil, the blame naturally fell on Wen Ze.
But he was no longer a young child, and naturally he wouldn't let anyone manipulate him easily, especially since he had maintained contact with his father's old subordinates for many years.
After bidding farewell to the princess, he led his troops straight to the border. After successfully quelling the unrest, he returned to the city only to find that the princess he had been longing for had already taken a liking to another young man.
Even though they couldn't bring themselves to curse him, they still wrote down those vulgar and offensive words on paper, each word sarcastic and each sentence merciless.
Wen Ze initially thought Yan Li was forced into this situation, but later, she secretly arranged to meet him, which once again revealed his red eyes to the world, intending to kill him by spreading rumors and fear.
She certainly hadn't expected that he had already taken control of the military, and was no longer someone she could order around to fight or kill. Even her father had to defer to him, so she couldn't wait to seek the protection of her beloved.
Little did she know that it was her beloved's idea to give her to him in order to appease his anger.
Wen Ze seemed to remember something, and released his grip on Yan Li's hand, chuckling, "I almost forgot, our A-Yan can't speak."
"Then let's use sign language."
He leaned back slightly, one hand on the low table beside him, while the other hand stroked the back of Yan Li's neck as if teasing some cat or dog.
Wen Ze: "I can tell left from right."
The seemingly gentle movements concealed a hidden danger, as if the police could hold her life in their grasp at any moment.
When Yan Li's hands were freed, she didn't immediately try to explain in sign language. Instead, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the spot where Wen Ze had bitten her.
Not content with blindly wiping, he even pulled out a small mirror he always carried with him, and after looking at the obvious hickeys, he tried to cover them up.
"What are you afraid of? We're husband and wife, isn't it normal to have some marks?" Wen Ze smiled slightly, but his tone was extremely dissatisfied.
He didn't stop Yan Li's attempts to conceal herself, but just as she was about to take out her makeup powder, he said quietly:
“If Ayan wants to cover it up, that’s fine. You cover one, and I’ll make one up.”
"Ah Yan should know that I really want to get close to Ah Yan."
Yan Li: ...
Since Wen Ze had already said that, why would Yan Li bother with such a thing?
But this hickey will clearly make everyone who sees him today unhappy, except for him.
After all, her beloved father, the great king, was still waiting for her help to plan the killing of this only red-eyed lord.
"Lord, Lady Lord, we have arrived at the palace."
The carriage stopped, and the servant's voice rang out from outside.
Wen Ze stopped Yan Li, who wanted to leave first, and whispered in her ear:
“Ah Yan, that toad is no good. He can't save you, and you don't need to waste your time scheming and doing things that will only annoy me.”
His smile was more terrifying than his lack of a smile.
"Now that you're home, take a good look around with your father. Who knows when you'll be back again?"
Wen Ze got off the carriage first and stood outside, raising his hand to wait for her.
The servants standing by dared not raise their heads to look.
The princess's husband was too strange. It was said that anyone who saw his red eyes met a tragic end. If he didn't hold military power, why would the king marry his only princess to him?
"Ah Yan, please understand that I'm leading you this short distance."
Wen Ze pulled out a red ribbon that had been prepared beforehand, wrapped it around his head a few times to cover his red eyes, and then stretched out his hand.
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