On March 15, the twelfth year of the Apocalypse, King Xiao got married to Fang Jinxiu, a commoner's daughter.
The wedding was held grandly and the capital was bustling with excitement.
In a bright red wedding dress and a bright red rupa, the newlyweds sat quietly on the bed.
Even though she was wearing a heavy wedding dress, her thin body was not hidden under the wedding dress, and her bright red smile could not dispel the desolate feeling on her body.
Like the cold plum blossoms on the top of the snow-capped mountains, it is clear and peaceful.
The red candle burned tremblingly, and a charming aroma filled the room, a kind of incense that captivated people's hearts.
The room was quiet except for her shallow and thin breathing.
It was a cold night in early spring, but the face of the woman under the rhopa was as red and pink as a ripe shrimp, and her breathing gradually became rapid.
Her face was getting hotter and hotter, and the heat was rising in her body. Along with the huge emptiness, the bride's mouth was dry.
How is this going?
While she was wondering, the door suddenly banged and someone pushed it open rudely. She was startled and kept clenching her hands.
Is it the evil and cold Prince Xiao?
Her white fingers tightly grasped the clothes, and her heart was pounding with nervousness.
An evil and cold voice sounded in the quiet room, "Enjoy it!"
The woman's heart tightened, what did he mean?
"...Yes, Wang... Your Highness!" There were several responses of different pitches, but full of fear.
The woman was horrified. Is there anyone else in the new house?
He means……
Suddenly, a stench hit her face, and the woman was thrown down on the new bed. Four hands held down her struggling hands, one hand held down her struggling legs, and one hand roughly untied her clothes.
clothes.
The woman was horrified. She finally understood what had happened. Her face turned pale, and she felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation. She didn't know where she got the strength. She fiercely pushed away the man who was pressing on her, and quickly got up from the bed, staggering a few steps.
, almost ready to fall.
Luopa blocked her sight, and the woman raised her hand and opened it, revealing an elegant face without makeup.
Xiao Jue narrowed his eyes sinisterly and approached her dangerously. Suddenly, he clamped his hands on her slender chin and spoke word by word from between his teeth, "Fang Liusu, how could it be you?"
Liusu was pinched so hard that it hurt, but his eyes were as clear as a mirror, and there was no trace of fear between his brows. He complained lightly, "My lord, you pinched me so much."
Xiao Jue's expression turned cold, he raised his hand and slapped Tassel without mercy.
There was a crisp slap, and Xiao Jue, who was in anger, tried his best. The petite Tassel could not withstand his roughness. He stepped back repeatedly, but still fell down and hit the table.
The dishes on the table were scattered all over the floor, and Liusu accidentally pressed a broken piece of porcelain, causing a stinging pain in his palm, which made his chaotic mind clearer.
The fair face was clearly marked with five fingerprints, which became red and swollen, and the corners of the lips were broken, with blood overflowing, and the whole face was in a mess.
"Where is Fang Jinxiu?" Xiao Jue asked coldly, his tone was like an ice knife and his eyes were cold.
How brave you are to dare to deceive him.
Liusu struggled to stand up, but was unable to do so and fell down again. The piece of porcelain penetrated deeper and there was blood on the floor, but Xiao Jue turned a blind eye and watched coldly.
Liusu gritted his teeth and endured, and finally stood up. His petite body possessed extraordinary perseverance and persistence. He turned around and finally understood his cruelty.