Mu Gui simply smiled at Feng Guang's wariness. He was even seriously admiring her appearance in her wedding dress. Finally, he sincerely praised her, "I knew long ago that Feng Guang would be stunningly beautiful in a wedding dress."
"You still haven't answered me why you're here?" Feng Guang glanced around, trying to find something to defend himself.
Mu Gui smiled and said, "Didn't I already say that I'd be here for Feng Guang's wedding today?"
She bit her lip. "How...how did you get to the Dongyang Kingdom's palace? This isn't your territory."
“Even if I were the ruler of a country, it would indeed be extremely difficult for me to enter the palace of an enemy country.” Mu Gui smiled in a good mood. “But if the ruler of Dongyang is willing to let me in, then it would be a different story.”
"What did you say?" The unexpected answer startled her.
Mu Gui looked at her intently, a faint smile on her lips. "It's understandable that Feng Guang wouldn't believe it. After all, as the ruler of an enemy country, how could Shen Yue possibly let me in? But if we have a common goal, then the answer might be different."
"Explain yourself!" A bad feeling suddenly washed over her. "What exactly is this shared goal you're talking about?"
Mu Gui didn't rush to answer. Instead, she glanced at the night view outside the window and said leisurely, "On your wedding night, Feng Guang, don't you think the groom has been ignoring you for too long? Even though you're drinking with the guests, it seems like you've wasted too much time."
Feng Guang clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, her unease growing stronger. Without uttering a word, she walked towards the door.
Mu Gui grabbed her wrist and laughed, "Since it's your wedding night, where else would you, as the bride, want to spend your glory if not in the bridal chamber?"
"Let go of me!" She tried desperately to pull her hand away, but from the beginning she knew that in terms of strength alone, she was no match for him.
Although Mu Gui is plagued by illness, no one knows how strong his martial arts are to this day.
“I know Fengguang wants to find the sundial, but I’m right here. Why won’t Fengguang take a closer look at me?”
"Look at someone who wants to kill my husband!?"
"No, he's not your husband yet." Mu Gui smiled. "You haven't consummated your marriage, have you?"
"My relationship with him doesn't need to be expressed through physical intimacy!"
He gripped her hand tightly, causing her to lean forward and bump into his chest. Mu Gui bent down slightly, cupped her chin with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "In that case, Feng Guang, are you willing to give me your body?"
“Fine,” she said calmly. “Kill me first.”
Mu Gui's eyes darkened, anger gathering within him. Feng Guang braced herself for his rage, but in the end, he only sighed and gently stroked her cheek, saying, "Feng Guang, why are you so stubborn? I'm so much better than that little priest, why won't you like me?"
There are plenty of women in the world better than me, why don't you go find them instead of bothering me?
"That's because other women are of no help to my heat cycle."
"I like sundials because they are the people I like."
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.
The only smell in the air was gunpowder.
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