The advisor was startled by the sudden increase in Lu Wang's voice and abruptly opened his eyes.
He composed himself before deciding on his words: "Your Highness, please don't be anxious for a day or two. That person will be cursed to death sooner or later."
King Lu quickly shook his head, "I don't want to wait too long. That kid is my mortal enemy. The sooner I get rid of him, the better."
"Your Highness, why don't we send someone to ruin their plans now?" the advisor asked softly, his voice trembling slightly, as if he wasn't entirely confident in his suggestion.
Upon hearing this, the King of Lu's face darkened, and his resentment grew even stronger.
He gritted his teeth and said, "By this time, they would have already gotten what they wanted. How could things have gotten worse? I never thought that he, a royal outcast, would not only survive but also have such a wonderful wedding night." His tone was full of frustration and resentment.
The more King Lu thought about it, the angrier he became, and a murderous intent gradually crept into his eyes.
He secretly thought that since he couldn't stop them from getting married, he might as well go all the way and send someone to set fire to the house and burn the newlyweds to death. That way, he could vent his anger.
"Who should I send to set the fire?" King Lu muttered to himself, pondering whether the plan to set the fire would succeed and deciding who would be the safest choice at this moment.
The advisor glanced at the beauty standing to the side.
The beautiful woman noticed the advisor's gaze, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a charming smile.
The beautiful woman nestled against Prince Lu and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, why are you so angry? Look, although that boy escaped tonight's calamity, he will eventually be cursed to death. Why don't we go to our bridal chamber for the night? Maybe we'll hear good news tomorrow."
Upon hearing the beauty's words, King Lu's anger subsided somewhat. He glanced down at the beauty beside him and saw her fair, full breasts exposed, which stirred something within him.
"Hmm, what you say makes sense. Let's go and rest." King Lu's voice softened. He stood up, took the plump beauty's hand, and they walked into the inner room together.
At the fourth watch of the night, in a dark corner of the capital, a deep voice came from a small, pitch-black house: "Master, they've consummated their marriage, and they seem very much in love."
"Love?!" Another hoarse voice suddenly rang out, seemingly surprised by the news. "That's wonderful! I believe it won't be long before we see their child born into this world next year."
The hoarse voice murmured in the darkness, "What should I do for this loving couple to ensure their family can always live safely in the sunlight?" His tone was slow and heavy, revealing his hesitation and contemplation.
After a while, the deep voice sounded again: "Master, I put something in the small courtyard that the Imperial Clan Court gave me. I don't know if they will be able to find it."
"Well, let's see if they're smart enough to detect its presence," the hoarse voice replied, filled with anticipation.
“Master, three masked men tried to assassinate them last night, but I captured them all. After interrogation, I killed them all,” a deep voice said.
"Oh? Is he one of Prince Lu's men?"
“No, it is…” The deep voice seemed hesitant, uttering only a few indistinct words, but its owner clearly understood what it meant.
"Hmph, do you really think Chen'er is so easy to bully because he's a royal outcast?" The hoarse voice suddenly turned cold. "Since that's the case, then let the capital be in turmoil and see who will be wiped out in the end! I've been waiting for this day for more than ten years, it's been too long." His voice was broken and intermittent, as if he was terminally ill.
He thought for a moment, then, in a very low voice, began to make arrangements, "Isn't the Duke of En making things difficult for the princess and her husband? You go..."
"Yes!" came the deep voice, showing no doubt about the master's decision.
In the early morning, a thin mist of early winter shrouded the earth, and the chill of winter invaded the world in the morning and evening.
The new house, however, was filled with the warmth of spring. The red decorations throughout the room, combined with the tender affection between the newlyweds, made the whole room feel exceptionally cozy.
As dawn broke, Zhao Canchen and Lin Yajun lay in bed. He held her slender waist tightly, whispering sweet nothings to her. She leaned against his chest, feeling safe and secure listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt that this moment was forever.
Life after marriage was very different from before. They no longer needed to get up early and could fully enjoy their loving time together.
On the first day, Lin Daoyan specifically instructed them: "You don't need to come to pay your respects tomorrow, that's not in accordance with the rules. Just rest well in the main courtyard, and we'll have someone bring your meals to the main hall. We can have dinner together in the evening."
After listening, Zhao Canchen thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement.
He knew in his heart that his identity was special. As a royal outcast, if he went to pay his respects to Lin Daoyan early in the morning, it would probably bring unnecessary trouble to the Lin family.
He knew very well that the person who was secretly protecting him hated disrespect or neglect from others, and that the consequences of offending this person would be unimaginable.
There was nothing wrong with him taking his wife, Xiaojun, to meet his parents-in-law.
However, those who are secretly protecting him certainly don't think so.
For the safety of the Lin family, Zhao Canchen decided not to take Lin Yajun to pay respects to Lin Daoyan.
Lin Daoyan was well aware of the stakes involved, which is why he made this arrangement.
After all, their daughter had already married Zhao Canchen and become a member of the Zhao family, so there was no need for her to pay her respects to the couple as she had before she was married.
After a night of passion, Zhao Canchen was physically exhausted, but his heart was filled with satisfaction and happiness. As time passed, his stomach began to rumble, reminding him that he needed to eat something.
Zhao Canchen looked tenderly at Lin Yajun beside him and said softly, "Xiaojun, I feel a little hungry. Let's get up and eat something first, and then go back to bed for a good rest at noon."
Lin Yajun blinked her beautiful big eyes and replied playfully, "Okay, husband."
Hearing Lin Yajun's response, Zhao Canchen's heart softened, and he called out affectionately, "My beloved wife."
He gently helped Lin Yajun up, and the two of them slowly sat up from the bed together.
Zhao Canchen, shirtless and oblivious to the chill in the air, helped Lin Yajun put on her clothes, each movement filled with love and care.
Lin Yajun hurriedly bent down and picked up Zhao Canchen's undergarment from under the bed and draped it over him, saying, "Quickly put on your clothes, my husband."
"Let me put it on for you first," Zhao Canchen said gently.
After Lin Yajun was dressed, Zhao Canchen began to put on his own undergarment. His movements were quick and skillful, and he finished dressing in no time.
Their every move exuded tacit understanding; a single glance was enough for them to read each other's minds.
He tucked a stray hair behind her ear, and she straightened the wrinkles in his collar. They took care of each other, and their smiles were full of tenderness and affection.
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