Night falls.

The wedding night, the time when one’s name is on the list of successful candidates.

It was supposed to be a happy and joyous day, a moonlit night, but Ling Qianyi was sitting on the steps, leaning against a pillar. He had drunk an unknown amount of wine, and his body reeked of alcohol. There were four or five empty bottles of wine scattered around him, and he was still drinking without stopping.

The servants saw this and could not help but advise:

"Young Marquis, you can't drink any more. Can I help you to your bridal chamber?"

"Go away!"

Drunk, he pushed the person next to him away, but instead of hitting him, he stumbled and fell to the ground, landing in the mud.

"Young Marquis!"

The servants hurried to help him.

His heavy body was drunk and lying on the ground, and he couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried.

The servant had no choice but to tell the Princess and the Marquis.

When the two of them rushed over, they saw Ling Qianyi's decadent and useless appearance. They looked at each other with complicated eyes, and both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

They knew their son's temper very well.

One word:

Stubborn!

As long as it is his decision, even if it is wrong, even if it will be painful, even if he does not want it, as long as he has made the decision, he will not look back, and no one can change it.

This is the path my son chose...

The princess sighed:

"Everyone, leave. Don't bother with him tonight."

"yes……"

Everyone left.

In the quiet night, in the huge courtyard, festive curtains fluttered in the night breeze, red lanterns swayed gently, and the big red "囍" character posted on the window was reflected on the window, casting a faint shadow.

There was a festive atmosphere everywhere, but there was only one person sitting on the ground dejectedly.

He drank the wine in big gulps.

I don’t know how much time passed.

In the bridal chamber, Gu Qingqing, wearing her wedding dress, lifted her veil and ran out:

"Ling Qianyi!"

She held on to the door frame and looked at the man who would rather sit on the floor and drink than enter the bridal chamber, her eyes gradually turning red.

Walk closer quickly.

As soon as she grabbed his wrist, the man shook it off forcefully:

"Don't touch me!"

The three words were pronounced very clearly.

If he was drunk, he hated the way her eyes looked sober.

If he wasn't drunk, he smelled strongly of alcohol and his cheeks were flushed.

Gu Qingqing opened her eyes in astonishment:

"I am your legally married wife, if I don't touch you, who will?"

That little bitch named Yunying?

"On our wedding night, you didn't stay with me, but sat here drinking! Where do you put my status and position? Don't I have any dignity?"

She grabbed him again angrily and insisted on dragging him into the bridal chamber.

"Identity? Status?"

Ling Qianyi once again shook her off, biting these four words sarcastically, "How did the position of the young marquis' wife come about? You know it best in your heart. Gu Qingqing, if you want this position, I will give it to you. You don't have to dream of anything else!"

He staggered to his feet, holding onto the wall, trying to steady his shaky body.

"By the way, you have been in the new house all day, so you may not know that something happened to the Gu family."

Gu Qingqing was stunned for a moment:

"What did you say?"

Gu family?

Something happened?

"What's the meaning!"

She questioned.

But Ling Qianyi didn't want to say a word, and even didn't want to see her. He grabbed the wine jug and staggered out.

"Ling Qianyi!"

Gu Qingqing chased after him, "Stop! What do you mean by that?"

What does it mean that something happened to the Gu family? What does it mean that you should not dream of more things?

What's the point of her occupying this cold position if she can't get him?

"Ling Qianyi!"

Damn it!

She was so mad!

"Someone come!"