Chapter 100 The Young Couple Quarrels
The groom lay unconscious on the bed, and Han Wei's smile faded. She removed the heavy tiara and placed it on the table. Looking at the unconscious Lu Qingheng, tears welled in her eyes again. She held his hand and pleaded:
"Please wake up. Please open your eyes and look at me."
He did not open his eyes.
Han Wei sobbed softly, her glistening tears rolling down her cheeks. She gently lowered herself and kissed Lu Qingheng's lips, a wisp of Yi Wood spiritual energy flowing from her mouth.
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As dawn broke in the east, only a short candle remained in the bridal chamber.
On the bed, the girl in her red wedding dress was fast asleep, her arms wrapped around the boy's waist. The boy had opened his eyes at some point. He looked at the girl sleeping beside him in surprise, his hand stroking her wedding dress, then looking at his own wedding attire and everything else in the bridal chamber.
What... what's going on?
He tried to get up, which startled the sleeping girl.
Han Wei opened her eyes and was overjoyed to see that Lu Qingheng was awake. She excitedly hugged him and said, "You're awake! That's wonderful!"
She hugged him tightly, so tightly that Lu Qingheng could hardly breathe. Lu Qingheng cried out softly in pain, and she quickly released him, apologizing profusely, "I'm so sorry, I was just too happy! Are you dizzy? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Han Wei took his hand and asked.
Lu Qingheng looked at her wedding dress and said, "I'm much better. What... what happened? We..."
Han Wei blushed and said shyly, "We got married while you were unconscious."
He is now her husband.
Lu Qingheng showed no joy; his exceptional intelligence allowed him to immediately guess everything.
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The news of His Highness the Prince of Yan waking up spread throughout the entire Prince's residence in an instant.
"Wake up, Your Highness is awake!"
"Really?"
"It's true, His Highness has woken up. It seems that the marriage alliance to ward off bad luck really worked!"
Everyone was happy except for Lu Qingheng.
Inside the room, Lu Qingheng had a cold face, while Han Wei and Chen Changshi stood to one side.
"How could you let Weiwei marry me to bring me good luck? If I really don't wake up, will she have to be a widow for the rest of her life?" Lu Qingheng said angrily to Chen Changshi.
"This old minister had no choice. Should I just watch His Highness die and do nothing?" Chief Secretary Chen said, tears streaming down his face.
"Don't blame me, it was my own choice." Han Wei looked directly into Lu Qingheng's eyes. "I married you willingly. Even if you never wake up, I'm still willing to be your wife. I'm willing to be a widow for you for the rest of my life."
The black-haired, golden-eyed boy clenched his fist on the table. She was willing to remain a widow for him for life, but he was not.
How could he waste her life?
“This marriage doesn’t count,” he said.
"How can it not count?" Han Wei said angrily. "Everyone knows I married you, and you're just saying it doesn't count?"
"I have not submitted a memorial to His Majesty, nor have I hosted any banquets. No outsiders have seen the Prince of Yan's concubine. I will ensure that everyone in the Prince's residence keeps quiet," Lu Qingheng said calmly.
Han Wei was even angrier; she was so angry she wanted to punch her new husband. If he weren't so weak that he couldn't withstand a single punch from her, she definitely would have hit him right now.
Han Wei stepped forward, grabbed Lu Qingheng's shoulder, and then forcefully kissed him.
The boy who was suddenly kissed opened his eyes wide, as did Chief Secretary Chen, who was standing to the side. Chief Secretary Chen had lived a long life and had never seen a bride forcefully kiss her groom.
This wasn't just a fleeting kiss; the boy, his mind blank, was forced open without any resistance, and Han Wei began her assault. The boy, trying to struggle out of shyness, was instead held down by his bride.
His strength was no match for Han Wei's. Only after Han Wei had kissed him enough did she release Lu Qingheng.
The boy was panting, his fair cheeks flushed crimson.
Han Wei looked at him and said loudly, "We've kissed, you can't let me marry someone else."
After saying that, he turned around and stormed off.
The black-haired, golden-eyed boy sat there blankly, unable to come to his senses for a long time.
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As the weather warmed, the black-haired, golden-eyed boy sat by the window, holding a hand warmer and wearing a cloak, gazing at the vibrant white pear blossoms blooming in the sunlight. A touch of color returned to his porcelain-white face; though he still looked somewhat frail, he was much better than usual.
After the marriage to bring good luck, Lu Qingheng's health improved significantly.
Everyone said it was the effect of the wedding to ward off bad luck; otherwise, how could His Highness the Prince of Yan have woken up? And how could His Highness's health have improved after waking up?
It seems the new princess is indeed His Highness's lucky star; Heaven is still looking out for Prince Yan.
Although Han Wei was brought in as a concubine to bring good fortune, everyone in the palace now addressed her as Princess Consort. No one spoke of her mysterious origins anymore; everyone accepted her as the Princess Consort of Yan.
Lu Qingheng's improved health was indeed thanks to Han Wei.
It wasn't the wedding ceremony that brought him good luck; it was Han Wei's doing. She was practically a walking elixir of life. When she kissed Lu Qingheng, she unintentionally transferred her own Wood elemental energy to him, which is why he woke up. Later, she kissed him forcefully again, this time not only transferring her Wood elemental energy but also exchanging saliva.
Every part of her body could be used as medicine, and her bodily fluids were all spiritual medicines. As a result, Lu Qingheng's body was once again infused with powerful vitality, and he gradually recovered.
However, Han Wei was very angry that Lu Qingheng refused to acknowledge their marriage after waking up, and she angrily gave him the cold shoulder.
She hadn't been to Lu Qingheng's place for over ten days. When Lu Qingheng went to see her, she stopped him outside, refusing to open the door for him and preventing him from seeing her.
Everyone was helpless about the fact that His Highness the Prince of Yan and his new wife were having tiffs so soon after their marriage, but even if they wanted to intervene, they were powerless to do anything about it.
This new princess never plays by the rules.
"Your Highness, the weather is so nice today, would you like to go for a walk?" asked Qin Yang, the guard standing beside him.
Lu Qingheng nodded, and the guards helped him to his feet.
As he took his walk, he strolled into the courtyard where Han Wei lived. The maids who served Han Wei immediately bowed when they saw him arrive.
Lu Qingheng asked, "Where is the Princess Consort?"
The maid said, "The princess is inside."
Lu Qingheng went inside to find Han Wei, and as soon as he entered, he heard the door close. When he reached Han Wei's room, he indeed found the door tightly shut.
A black-haired, golden-eyed boy stood at the door. His jet-black hair cascaded down his snow-white fox fur cloak like a flowing spring. He gently knocked on the door and softly called out, "Weiwei."
"I slept!"
A voice came from inside.
Lu Qingheng: "..."
Who sleeps all morning? It's not like it's lunchtime.
"Weiwei, I just want to see you. Can you open the door?" Lu Qingheng's voice was pleading. His gaze passed through the window screen and he could vaguely see Han Wei's figure.
"cannot."
Han Wei said it in the video.
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