Ling Yue's face under the red hijab was smiling happily, but unexpectedly, King Han suddenly turned around, bent down, reached out to pick her up, and walked quickly to their bridal chamber.

Ling Yue was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to her senses, he... what was he going to do?

He... damn, this damn man actually dared to eat her Ling Yue's tofu.

She immediately stretched out her claws, picked up a piece of meat on King Han's chest, and twisted it hard, and then, and harder.

Hum hum, if you dare to eat my Ling Yue's tofu, I will hurt you to death.

King Han didn't even make a sound, but his black eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the speed of his feet increased a lot.

Ling Yue wasn't going to let him go yet, but when he didn't say a word, she thought she hadn't exerted enough force, so she changed her position and happened to touch a small soybean on King Han's chest.

She smiled darkly in her heart, humming, this time, let's see if you still feel pain and whether it hurts you to death, just to get revenge for his kick.

She pinched his little soybean with her claws, squeezed it hard, squeezed it hard, and squeezed it hard.

Just when she wanted to reach over and bite it hard with her teeth.

King Han held her hand, suddenly tightened it, grunted, and stared down at her. Because Ling Yue was half leaning in his arms, her chin and mouth were exposed under the hijab.

Those bright red lips made him forget the pain in his chest. Subconsciously, he was walking at a speed that could be described as fast.

Behind them, the matchmaker was also following, running huffing and puffing, out of breath, chasing them.

Ling Yue couldn't see him, but felt that she was shaking even more violently in his arms.

She released her claws and began to struggle and said, "Hey, put me down quickly, I will walk by myself."

Of course King Han didn't listen to her. In response to her dishonesty, he threatened her in a low voice, "Woman, if you don't want to get married early, you'd better not move."

This little woman actually dares to treat him like that. Good, very good. Just watch him for a while and see how he can deal with her.

Bridal chamber?

He...he actually wanted to have a bridal chamber with her. Damn it, when had she ever said she wanted to have a bridal chamber with him? He was just one of hers...

A what?

No, he is King Han and she is Princess Han. If he really wants to ask for a bridal chamber, then she...

Ling Yue's hand clenched tightly subconsciously. No, she would never give herself to her. Although she did not have a virginity complex, she did not want to be touched by a man other than Mo Mo, except her family Mo.

Baby Mo, don't let anyone touch her.

Soon, King Han carried Ling Yue to Haoyue Residence, where he lived. When he arrived at his bedroom, he put Ling Yue down and let her sit on the edge of the bed.

He coughed hard again and was out of breath. Ling Yuegang wanted to lift his hijab to look at him.

However, as if he had a warning, King Han immediately said, "Don't move, ahem...that hijab, only...only I can lift it off, so, ahem...just be patient for a while."

"New...bride...wait...wait a moment." The matchmaker arrived at the palace, panting heavily, trying hard to appease the bride, not to let her think of her as King Han, so she lifted her hijab, but she saw that she herself was

I'm so tired that I can't speak.

King Han indicated that she could rest for a while, and the matchmaker immediately looked grateful.

After a while, the matchmaker finally regained her breath and said many auspicious words to the two newlyweds, such as giving birth to a son early, growing old together and falling in love forever.

Ling Yue rolled her eyes fiercely...

Bah, bah, bah...

She vomited in her heart that she would have given birth to a son so early that she could grow old together.

It’s your sister who is bald!!! It’s your sister who is Aihe!!!

Damn you, didn't you see that the groom is a sick man? If she can grow old with him and fall in love forever, are you cursing her to die early?

Depend on……

After the matchmaker said her good words, she quickly ran away under King Han's murderous gaze. Faced with the murderous aura in the room, she ran away faster than a rabbit.

After Ling Yue heard the sound of the matchmaker closing the door, she determined that there was no third person here except her and the groom.

She immediately said, "Hey, King Han, can you open this now?"

She has been blind for most of the day, and it is really uncomfortable. This ancient wedding is really life-threatening. Next time, she and Mo Mo must have a wedding according to the 21st century.

"Wait a minute... cough cough... just wait a little longer..." Prince Han's very low and deep voice came again.

This was not the first time Ling Yue heard his voice, but this time it was much deeper than the previous one. The voice was good, very deep, and pleasant to hear, but it seemed a little familiar.

Ling Yue didn't think much, she tried her best to hold back, okay, ancient weddings were a little more complicated, but...

"Hey, I don't want to wait too long. Take it off quickly, or I'll take care of you later." Impatient and threatening words came out of her mouth.

"Pfft...cough cough..."

King Han couldn't help but laugh out loud, and quickly covered it up with a cough.

This girl is really abnormal. How can a bride urge the groom to lift his hijab after entering the bridal chamber?

She looked like she was going to kill him just now, and now she's threatening him again. She is really changeable.

Ling Yue just wanted to continue speaking, but the hijab was taken off at this moment.

Ling Yue subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the groom. Suddenly, her little universe was on fire. Damn...

His mask hasn't been taken off yet. Does he want to face her like this every day?

King Han stood in front of Ling Yue, with a slender figure, wearing a red wedding dress, and a mask on his face. He lowered his eyes and did not look at Ling Yue. He was holding a scale beam in his hand, and the red hijab hung on one end of the scale beam.

The groom put the weighing beam on the table nearby, walked behind her, and helped her take off the bridal phoenix crown she was wearing. This thing was very heavy, and she must have felt uncomfortable under it!!!

He reached out and took Ling Yue, ignoring the burning anger on her face, and came to the table and sat down.

King Han slowly picked up the jug, poured two glasses of wine, picked up one glass, handed it to Ling Yue, and said in a gentle voice, "Madam, even if you are angry, wait until you finish drinking this glass of wine before you get angry again."

After drinking this cup of wine, the two of them can be considered a real couple, and she is the real princess of his King Han.

Ling Yue looked at the wine glass and took a deep breath. After she calmed down, she secretly blamed herself, idiot, why are you angry with a man who has lost his appearance?

If he doesn't cover his face, don't you still want to see his maggot-covered face?

"I'm not angry..." Ling Yue quibbled, not wanting to admit that she was petty.

Ling Yue picked up the wine glass, obediently joined his hands, tilted her neck, and drank the wine.
Chapter completed!