Xie Shizhu was also surprised.
Fan Miaozhou turned his back, not looking at his father, and said, "I will find a way to ask His Majesty to let you go, but I hope you will not covet the Moon Kingdom again."
After saying this, the man in a bright red wedding gown walked away, leaving his back to everyone.
The only straw was gone.
The Emperor of Fan State was furious and cursed his son as a rebellious son several times.
Xie Shizhu pinched his brows and said, "Take them all to the prison and wait for your punishment."
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
Zhong Changyao wanted to struggle, but he had no strength. Before he was taken away, he reluctantly struggled again.
But, it didn't work.
Xie Shizhu mocked, "Don't waste your energy. You don't really think you can drink my wedding wine?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Changyao stopped struggling and remained stunned for a long time.
Suddenly I realized what the woman meant.
It turned out that the wine he drank was drugged, not Xie Shizhu's wedding wine.
Soon, the two men were taken to jail.
*
Xie Shizhu took the guards out of the palace and dealt with the Fan soldiers outside the palace together.
And Xie Ji also appeared beside her.
The man held the sword in his bony hands. He turned to look at Xie Shizhu's astonished expression, and said with a slight curl of his lips, "I'll handle this dangerous task. You hide behind me."
Xie Shizhu was slightly stunned.
Immediately afterwards, Xie Ji stood in front of her and killed a guard who rushed towards her.
Xie Shizhu stared blankly at the man's back. The child who used to need her protection now knew how to protect her.
For some reason, she felt a surge of sweetness in her heart.
The system said: [Woman, you have fallen in love! ]
The battle did not end until dawn.
Xie Shizhu's clothes were not wrinkled at all, but Xie Ji was covered in blood. His handsome face was splashed with red blood, exuding a morbid beauty.
After finishing, Xie Shizhu held his wrist and whispered, "Follow me."
Xie Ji nodded and let the woman lead him.
After a while, Xie Shizhu brought Xie Ji to his palace.
The hall is decorated in red.
Red lanterns, red candles, and even the bedding is bright red.
Everything indicated that last night was Xie Shizhu's wedding night.
Xie Shizhu pulled Xie Ji to the edge of the couch, then let go of his hand, stood up to wet his handkerchief, and walked over to sit next to the man.
She lifted the man's chin with her fingertips, and with her other hand, she carefully wiped the blood off his face with a handkerchief.
Xie Ji tightened his hands on his knees and stared at the face so close to him.
The woman's skin was very white, without any blemish, just like beautiful jade.
A pair of eyes were clear and bright, yet they reflected his figure.
Because of her seriousness, her red lips were tightly pursed, and the warm breath exhaled from the tip of her small nose sprayed on his cheek.
Xie Shizhu had a faint fragrance on his body.
But such an innocent-looking woman can control everything.
Even Zhong Changyao was subdued by her.
Xie Ji lowered his eyes. Although this kind of imperial sister was unfamiliar, he liked the current one better.
Know what you want.
No longer be bewitched by a man.
But isn’t this kind of imperial sister also more sober?
Even Fan Miaozhou and Zhong Changyao could refuse.
What's more, I am the one who always makes her angry.
Xie Ji caught a glimpse of the eye-catching red bedding beneath him from the corner of his eye and was slightly startled.
I realized it belatedly.
If nothing unexpected happens, this bed will be the key item in her and Fan Miaozhou's bridal chamber.
For some reason, Xie Ji felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
The possessiveness that had disappeared for a long time filled his mind again, making him a little crazy.
Just as Xie Shizhu was about to move her hand away, a large, bony hand grabbed her wrist.
She was startled, a little confused: "I'll go wash the handkerchief, and then wipe it clean for you."
The man in front of her remained unmoved. The next second, his tall body leaned down and pressed her down.
Xie Shizhu's face flushed red, her breathing stagnated, and she said nervously: "Xie Ji..."
The Xie Ji she was talking about was now caressing her cheek lovingly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Today is the day of my sister's wedding."
Xie Shizhu said blankly: "Ah? Then what?"
Xie Ji's lips curled up slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and his low voice was captivating.
"Since it is I who have disturbed the Imperial Sister's wedding, it is my turn to complete it."
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