"After we drink the nuptial wine, we will be husband and wife, my wife."
A strange light flashed in Mo Yunjing's eyes, and he emphasized the last two words, making them very ambiguous.
"Hmm, hmm?" Shen Muqing couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong. Had he lost his mind? Hadn't they already been married after the wedding ceremony? She didn't understand.
After drinking the nuptial wine, the highlight of the wedding ceremony begins: consummating the marriage.
Shen Muqing didn't want to, but she couldn't go against Mo Yunjing's wishes. How could a mosquito's leg fight against an elephant's leg? It was a pipe dream, a fool's fantasy.
She called for water seven or eight times that night. Zhu Qiu, who was outside the door, had already transferred the other maids away. She was an inexperienced girl who blushed as she carried the water in. The room didn't smell very good, so she quickly tidied up and left.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her young mistress looking overwhelmed. This was the first time she had ever felt that her young mistress was so approachable and non-aggressive.
Zhu Qiu's gaze lingered for too long, and a heavy pressure pressed down on her, making her forget that there was this Yama King in the room.
"You should understand what you should and shouldn't say."
Mo Yanye's warning gaze pressed down on her.
"yes."
Zhu Qiu kept her head down, not daring to look around, and hurriedly went out.
The person who had usurped the position smugly held the unconscious Shen Muqing as he drifted off to sleep, a smile never fading from his lips.
The next morning, Zhu Qiu gently knocked on the door to signal to the person inside that it was time to get up and pay her respects to the Empress.
Mo Yanye is a light sleeper; he becomes alert at the slightest disturbance. He turned his head to look at Shen Muqing, who was still fast asleep, and smiled helplessly.
He reached out and pinched Shen Muqing's nose. Feeling like she couldn't breathe fresh air, Shen Muqing whimpered, "Don't bother me, I want to sleep."
"Qingqing, get up. Today you must pay your respects to the Empress Dowager."
Empress Dowager?
Oh no! She forgot! What's the difference between this and going to work? No, going to work is 9 to 6, this is 5 in the morning.
Heaven is determined to destroy her, Shen Muqing.
"Why didn't you call me?" Shen Muqing hurriedly got up, not noticing anything wrong with how she addressed him.
Mo Yanye raised an eyebrow, but instead of correcting her way of addressing him, he helped her get dressed. This was the first time he had ever served someone, and he was quite clumsy with his hands.
Hearing the commotion, Zhu Qiu outside the door didn't dare to go in rashly. Without her master's orders, she dared not make any rash moves.
You're hurting me!
Still half asleep, Shen Muqing frowned and scolded the man behind her who was combing her hair.
Mo Yanye had never been nervous on the battlefield, but this woman's sharp rebuke made him a little nervous, and he stopped what he was doing.
Shen Muqing saw through the bronze mirror that he stopped what he was doing and was staring straight at her! She had forgotten that he was the Crown Prince. What stupid thing had she just done? Instructing the Crown Prince to comb her hair.
Zhu Qiu stamped her feet anxiously outside the door. Time was running out, and Shen Muqing's charming and suggestive voice came from inside the room again, making her feel somewhat desperate.
Finally, the door opened, and Zhu Qiu bowed to Mo Yanye as he walked out.
"Go and help your young lady with her makeup."
"yes."
She rushed inside, fearing that if she was too slow, she would be punished with eighty strokes of the cane, for she was caught between a rock and a hard place.
Who would dare to provoke Mo Yanye, the infamous War God Prince of the Mo Dynasty? He's a ruthless killer. Zhu Qiu was prepared to keep yesterday's events buried in her heart.
Zhu Qiu quickly tidied up Shen Muqing and helped her to Yikun Palace to pay her respects to the Empress, while also collecting the small handkerchief from the bed.
Someone was whispering in Mo Yanye's ear outside the door, and the two were talking about something. Mo Yanye then strode away.
Inside Yikun Palace, the Empress sat in the main seat early in the morning, exuding a dignified and elegant aura, befitting the mother of the nation.
There were only a few people in the hall at this time. Shen Muqing first knelt down and paid his respects to the Empress.
The daughter-in-law greeted her mother.
Shen Muqing didn't know how to perform the proper etiquette, so she simply knelt on the ground and performed a grand salute to the Empress, thinking that this was the right thing to do.
The Empress's surname was Liu. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "Qing'er, there's no need for such formalities. How was last night?"
She took the tea offered by Granny Liu and drank it gracefully.
Zhu Qiu helped Shen Muqing sit in the designated spot. Liu Mama, who was above, instructed a maid to bring over an empty box. Zhu Qiu knew what it meant, so she took out the handkerchief she had prepared that morning and put it inside.
Empress Liu saw this with her beautiful eyes and nodded in satisfaction. She was indeed the Crown Princess she had carefully selected.
After that, Shen Muqing was forced to stay in Yikun Palace to learn all sorts of rules and regulations. She was overwhelmed. No one told her that being a Crown Princess meant doing so much. She had to preside over all the events in the palace and was also responsible for all the big and small matters inside and outside the East Palace.
There is reason to suspect that these were originally made by the Empress, but she was lazy and did them for her instead.
It wasn't until noon that Empress Liu asked her to stay for lunch, but Shen Muqing refused, saying she had to go back to dine with the Crown Prince.
Empress Liu nodded repeatedly, "Good child, you have a good understanding."
So Shen Muqing returned to the East Palace in a grand procession, carrying box after box of gifts from her mother-in-law.
This was even more tiring than socializing; her face was stiff from smiling so much.
At the entrance of the East Palace, Shen Muqing saw a gentle and refined man with a clear and bright demeanor, but she did not recognize him.
Zhu Qiu, however, bowed respectfully when she was two or three meters away from him, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
"Boom!"
Shen Muqing felt as if the sky had fallen. The man in front of her was His Highness the Crown Prince, but who was it last night? Could someone tell her? Was it the madman?
She was immediately sweating profusely; she had been cheating on her husband until their wedding night, and had given the Crown Prince a bright green hat.
"This humble servant greets the Crown Prince."
It may be outrageous, but we still have to greet them, given their status.
The real Mo Yun Jing's eyes were filled with disgust. If it weren't for this woman causing trouble, A He should have been his principal wife.
Her previously gentle face instantly fell, and she didn't give Shen Muqing a kind look before walking straight in.
Shen Muqing, who remained where she was: ? ? ? Never mind, she can't afford to offend her.
She asked Zhu Qiu in a low voice, "Do you know who that person was last night?"
Zhu Qiu felt that disaster was imminent, fearing that Shen Muqing would kill her in a fit of anger. After all, this secret concerned the dignity of the royal family, and only the dead could keep the secret.
"Your Highness, my loyalty to you is as clear as day. I would never dare to betray you. Please, spare my life!"
As she spoke, she was about to kneel down and kowtow, which frightened her so much that she started to cry.
Shen Muqing wondered if she was really that scary. She reached out to support Zhu Qiu, "Never mind, let's talk about it when we get back."
To Zhu Qiu, these words meant, "I'll deal with you when we get back."
Back in the palace, Shen Muqing pulled Zhu Qiu aside and asked, "Who exactly was that man from yesterday?"
Zhu Qiu was still in a daze. Her young lady seemed to be a little different. She didn't hit her right away. She was so happy.
"It is the Fifth Prince, Mo Yanye."
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