When she turned around, she saw a girl standing there with a smile on her face. Han Zhiyan remembered that she was the one who delivered food to her that day.
Han Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Uh! This Shangguan's house is so big, I forgot where my room is for a moment?"
"I'll take the young lady back to her room. It's getting cold at night. Young lady, remember not to be cold. If there's anything you can tell us to do," the girl continued.
Han Zhiyan kept walking behind her, looked at her lightly and asked, "What's your name?"
"Young mistress, just call me Xiaobing."
Han Zhiyan remembered this girl named Xiaobing, because Xiaobing was the first person she spoke to when she married into the Shangguan family.
When Xiaobing took Han Zhiyan back to the room, she left, leaving Han Zhiyan alone in this deserted room.
Han Zhiyan was sitting in a daze on the bed. She really wanted to leave this hellish place and go home.
She missed her mother, but she couldn't go back rashly and tell her mother all this. It would only frighten them and make them worry.
If my mother knew everything, would she regret marrying her?
But the only thing that is certain now is that Han Zhiyan regrets very much that she agreed to marry into the Shangguan family.
She hugged the quilt and cried aggrievedly...
At this time, the door to the room was opened and there was a "squeaking" sound. Han Zhiyan stopped crying and wrapped herself in the quilt cautiously, only exposing her eyes and slowly looking towards the door.
The person who walked in was none other than her weird husband, Shangguan Chen...
When Han Zhiyan saw him, she cautiously hugged the quilt and backed away a few times, leaning against the bedside.
"What's wrong? Are you so afraid of seeing me?" Shangguan Chen looked at Han Zhiyan with an evil smile and said.
"Why did you come into my room so late?" Han Zhiyan turned her head away, not wanting to look at Shangguan Chen, and said bitterly.
"You are my newlywed wife. Don't you understand what you said I was going to do when I came into the room so late?" Shangguan Chen slowly approached Han Zhiyan and said.
"I don't care what you want to do, please leave my room." Han Zhiyan raised her voice and looked at Shangguan Chen.
"Oh, dear wife, on your wedding night, a moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold!" Shangguan Chen said jokingly, looking at Han Zhiyan.
Han Zhiyan's face changed, and she stammered in fear, "You...don't come over, I..." She was very nervous. Did she really want a "bridal chamber"? She didn't want it.
"What are you doing? This is a normal thing between husband and wife." Shangguan Chen suddenly approached Han Zhiyan, clasping the back of Han Zhiyan's head with one hand and grabbing her hands with the other. There was an evil-like aura between his eyebrows.
The breath hit Han Zhiyan's neck, and Han Zhiyan couldn't help but tremble.
The aura emanating from his whole body was like that of a supreme man in ancient times, with a look of ridicule on his face.
Han Zhiyan was taken aback by this sudden behavior and did not say anything. Her face turned a little pale.
Han Zhiyan, whose face turned pale, looked at Shangguan Chen approaching slowly. She was like a frightened rabbit, and she didn't know where she got the strength to push Shangguan Chen away.
"I don't want it, I want a divorce, I want to divorce you..." Han Zhiyan yelled without fear of death.
"Divorce? Is this another trick you are about to perform?" Shangguan Chen sneered, then stood up straight and walked to the sofa next to him to sit down. He picked up the glass of red wine on the table and took a sip.