The third prince, along with the other princes and the crown prince, entered the room one after another.
Although the group looked down on Miss Song, who had first married Minister Liu and had a daughter, and then divorced him to marry Shen Du, they didn't show it because Shen Du genuinely liked her.
Moreover, they were all quite curious about this woman. What was it about her that made Shen Du keep thinking about her, even after their divorce when they had a daughter, he still wanted to marry her as his legal wife. If it were them, even if they liked her, they would at most keep her as a concubine in the backyard.
However, the princes who grew up in the palace couldn't help but overthink things, wondering if Song was a woman with remarkable skills who might have had designs on Shen Du all along and had been keeping him hanging on. That's why she immediately made Shen Du marry her after the divorce.
Because of preconceived notions, the group subconsciously disliked this Ms. Song, but they did not show it.
Shen Du slowly walked to Qing Yin's side, the drunkenness in his eyes dissipating, replaced by a barely perceptible tenderness and affection. He took the silver rod from the silver tray and gently lifted the red veil embroidered with mandarin ducks.
As the man moved, everyone instinctively leaned closer to look.
Her delicate eyebrows, her affectionate phoenix eyes, her soft, smooth cheeks, her rosy, full lips, and the shy expression on her face when she saw her husband—it was like a beautiful painting that made everyone present freeze in place, staring at her in a daze.
That shy, exquisitely beautiful gaze, like molten lava, burned into everyone's hearts.
If bystanders reacted this way, how much more so would Shen Du, who was being closely watched?
His fingers trembled, and he almost dropped the silver rod he was holding.
Her voice was incredibly gentle: "My wife."
Qingyin smiled shyly and gave a barely perceptible reply.
Such charm, such beauty, makes one wish to replace Shen Du and become that beauty's husband.
At this moment, none of the princes were in the mood to attend the wedding banquet anymore. To meet such an unparalleled beauty for the first time when she was marrying another man made them all curse inwardly.
If, if they had seen her sooner, they would never have let her marry Shen Du.
Facing the resentful, jealous, and annoyed gazes of those people, there was another gaze filled with anger and sharpness—that of the Crown Prince.
"Shen Du!" the Crown Prince asked Shen Du angrily, not even having time to appreciate the familiar, stunning beauty he suddenly saw.
Shen Du received the Crown Prince's gaze, but said nothing, a sarcastic smile appearing on his lips.
Even if he knew, so what? Qingqing was already his.
The crown prince inexplicably understood Shen Du's gaze, his blood rushed to his head, and a familiar metallic taste of blood rose in his throat.
He gave Qingyin one last complicated look, then turned and left the bridal chamber.
How could these astute princes not notice that something was wrong with the crown prince?
One by one, they bid farewell to the bridal chamber, except for the Fifth Prince.
The Fifth Prince lingered in the bridal chamber, his eyes sparkling as he pressed Qingyin, "Sister-in-law, do you think it's possible that you have a younger sister?"
Qingyin said apologetically, "Your Highness, my mother only has one daughter, me."
The Fifth Prince's bright eyes dimmed.
Shen Du: "..."
If the Fifth Prince hadn't truly had no ulterior motives, he would have kicked him out long ago.
Shen Du smiled coldly: "Since the Fifth Prince has finished talking, he shouldn't disturb other people's happy day."
When the Fifth Prince was kicked out, he shouted quite loudly, "My cousin's wife is so beautiful, what's wrong with me looking at her for a while? Won't you have the chance to look at her every day in the future?"
Shen Du/Qingyin: "..."
"That silly guy."
Shen Du cursed inwardly, his face turning ashen.
Qingyin glanced at his expression and smiled slightly. "Alright, why are you arguing with him? We need to focus on the important matters now."
Shen Du chuckled softly, saying meaningfully, "My wife is right, but the important matter is more important."
Qingyin glared at him angrily. In Shen Du's eyes, that glare was no different from flirting. His gaze deepened, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to grow even more intense.
The night remained dark, but the flame of the red candle inside the room flickered with time, sometimes fierce and sometimes weak. Gradually, the candle went out, leaving only traces of paraffin wax.
...
On the second day after the wedding, Qingyin needs to pay respects to Shen Du's parents. Shen Du's father, General Shen Wang, is temporarily stationed on the northwestern frontier and cannot return, but Princess Gu Yanran is still at the General's residence, so Qingyin needs to visit her.
After being tossing and turning all day yesterday, Qingyin slept until noon before waking up.
When Qingyin woke up, she saw Shen Du grinning foolishly at her. The man's eyes were burning, and Qingyin turned her head away shyly, her voice a little hoarse: "When?"
It's noon.
Shen Du gently replied to his little wife.
Qingyin was shocked: "It's so late, why didn't you wake me up earlier? There's still Mother to pay respects to."
She anxiously prepared to get up, but the moment she stood up, she felt aches and fatigue all over her body. She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and almost fell down again, but the man caught her in time.
Shen Du carefully supported his young wife, his gaze inadvertently falling on the mottled red marks on Qing Yin's body, revealed by the clothes that had slipped off during her movements. Recalling the beautiful scene from yesterday, Shen Du's eyes darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Qing Qing, be careful."
Qingyin said angrily, "It's all your fault."
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault."
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