Jiang Qingyao said frankly: "Yeah, I thought about it."
He Zheng directly hugged her and let her sit on him, "Yaoyao, kiss me."
If Jiang Qingyao hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have known that Marquis Anguo could actually say such words seriously.
But she really wanted to know.
Jiang Qingyao pursed her lips, leaned over, and kissed him gently.
I don’t know what switch was triggered by this kiss.
The raging fire spread to her.
He Zheng held her head and blocked her lips.
Full of predatory, strong and tyrannical methods, leaving no room for retreat.
It was as if he wanted to crush her into pieces and melt her into his bones and blood...
Jiang Qingyao felt her lips were numb and painful, and she wondered if they were swollen from his kiss.
He was afraid that the poison in his body was so fierce. If the poison was cured, Jiang Qingyao couldn't imagine the scene.
After a long time, He Zheng held her cheek and let her lean against his chest.
After sorting out the messy thoughts in her mind, Jiang Qingyao heard his strong heartbeat, which was a little fast.
So is he happy?
Jiang Qingyao raised her head and saw that He Zheng's face was still calm, but his eyes were a little darker.
After tossing and turning for most of the day, she felt a little tired, so she turned around and rolled back into the bed.
"There is someone who can cure the poison in your body, the Medical Saint Xiao Wuhuo."
He Zheng: "He has disappeared for several years."
Jiang Qingyao: "The Medical Saint worked as a traveling doctor in Lingxi Mountain and Yanzhi Mountain. He wore an ink-black headband and used the pseudonym Lao Gu..."
The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and his eyelids slowly closed.
She said dazedly, "Anyway, we will find him."
Seeing her like this, He Zheng pulled the quilt for her and said, "Go to sleep."
Not long after, Jiang Qingyao fell asleep.
He Zheng's deep eyes swept across her face. She seemed much calmer when she was asleep.
Soft and cute.
He Zheng's throat rolled, he stood up and walked out.
That night, An Guohou's courtyard called for hot water twice.
The scene at Princess Yongjia's residence, where the wedding banquet was held on the same day, was completely different.
The guests at the banquet barely made up ten tables, and all of them were people who had not been invited to the banquet at the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion and came to drink.
When Prince An arrived, he was shocked by the shabby scene before him and said with disdain, "Why is it so deserted?"
"The Anguo Marquis's mansion set up a banquet with 300 tables, and the courtyards on both sides of the mansion were bought out for the banquet."
He anticipated that the princess's wedding banquet would not be very good, but he still underestimated the power of Marquis Anguo in Shangjing.
Everyone obeyed.
At this time, Princess Yongjia was furious and felt extremely ashamed, and her face looked even uglier.
"Why didn't Prince An go to the Marquis of Anguo's mansion? Could it be that the Marquis of Anguo didn't invite Prince An at all?"
Upon hearing this, Prince An's face darkened and he said in a cold voice, "The Marquis of An is narrow-minded. He is willing to offend me for such a small matter. He will definitely regret it in the future!"
He had only flirted with Jiang Qingyao, but the Marquis of Anguo actually ignored him, the dignified Prince An, and blatantly excluded him for the sake of a mere woman.
The Crown Prince, the King of Qin, even the sick King Kang went!
Everyone knew later that he was not invited to the Anguo Marquis's wedding banquet.
Princess Yongjia frowned. She didn't think that Marquis Anguo would regret offending Prince An. Except for her father, Marquis Anguo didn't take any of them seriously, and her father listened to him.
She has always known that her father treats Marquis Anguo differently.
Prince An had a tasteless banquet and left quickly. The other guests also finished their meals quickly and left.
It was the day of the wedding, but the entire princess's mansion was terribly deserted and lonely.
Concubine Li was still under house arrest and could not even attend her wedding to witness it. It was truly a terrible wedding banquet.
On the wedding night, the bridal chamber is decorated with candles.
"Jiang Qingyao, you bitch!" Princess Yongjia was so angry that she overturned the wedding wine and smashed things in the bridal chamber.
"I am a princess, and she is a lowly person. Why should she steal my limelight?"
Seeing her furious look, the prince consort whispered, "Your Highness, please be careful with your words. Jiang Qingyao is now the Princess of Qixia County, personally appointed by His Majesty." She is not some untouchable person.
"Wei Shuyang, how dare you contradict this princess?" Princess Yongjia was in a rage, and naturally she became even more furious when someone disobeyed her.
“Bang!”
She raised her hand and slapped the prince consort, "Who do you think you are?"
The nanny and the maid turned pale with fear.
The prince consort didn't expect her to attack him directly. His face turned pale, but he didn't fight back.
Princess Yongjia pointed at his nose and said, "Just because you're a mere bastard from the Zhenguo Mansion, do you think you're worthy of being my princess?"
“Kneel down!”
The nanny was so anxious. How could she let the prince consort kneel down on the wedding night? But she didn't dare to say a word.
Everyone who serves her knows that the princess has a bad temper, is spoiled and domineering, and will do whatever she wants when she is angry.
The prince consort was silent for a moment, then said, "Then Princess, please divorce me."
After saying that, the prince consort turned and left.
"Wei Shuyang!" Princess Yongjia shouted with gritted teeth.
The other party didn't even turn around.
"Damn Wei Shuyang, this princess will tell the emperor to divorce you!"
Her wedding night was ruined and she became a complete joke.
…
The next morning.
When Jiang Qingyao opened her eyes, what she saw was He Zheng's cold yet handsome face.
He has a seductive appearance.
His character, appearance, and ability are all perfect.
Jiang Qingyao wanted to touch He Zheng's face. She stretched out her fingertips, but her fingertips didn't touch him.
Those tightly closed eyes were like a sharp blade suddenly drawn from its sheath.
It opened with a "swish".
The dark eyes shed a cold and fierce light, making people feel as if they were being stared at by a wild beast and their scalp tingled with danger.
In just a moment, He Zheng had already grabbed her wrist.
When he saw it was her, he realized that they were now husband and wife, sleeping together.
"Yaoyao." he called.
Jiang Qingyao opened her eyes slightly, "Did I wake you up?"
She hasn't even touched it yet.
"No problem." He Zheng responded, "It's a habit I developed during marches and battles."
After they stayed together every night, he would get used to her presence.
The two of them got up, washed, and ate something casually, then went together to serve tea to Madam He.
But... when Jiang Qingyao saw the lips of Marquis Anguo, her eyebrows jumped, and she thought that everyone would know that his mouth was bitten by her.
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