Seeing this scene, she screamed heartbreakingly, "Someone, come quickly, the princess committed suicide!"
"What?
The princess committed suicide?
I'll go find the prince right away."
When the housekeeper outside heard the sound, he quickly ran to the front hall and went to the wedding room of the prince and his concubine.
At this time, in the wedding room, King Zhao had already lifted Su Changxiao's hijab and was looking at her blankly.
Although this was his and Su Changxiao's wedding night, he was always thinking about Wei'er in his heart.
Thinking of Weier's swaying body before leaving, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Seeing King Zhao's expression, Su Changxiao lowered his head sadly, "Husband, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about your sister?"
"No, I don't miss her."
King Zhao raised his head in embarrassment.
Su Changxiao leaned into his arms, caressing his chest with her little hands, and her voice was as gentle as water, "Husband, tonight is our wedding night, and I can finally marry you.
Can you just think about me and don’t think about others.”
"Okay..." King Zhao responded tremblingly.
Su Changxiao raised his head, closed his eyes, and kissed his lips gently.
Seeing her kissing him, King Zhao was startled. He subconsciously turned his head to avoid her kiss.
The last time he had sex with her was because he was drunk.
Now that he is awake, he doesn't want to be like this with her, because his heart is full of Weier.
Seeing King Zhao avoid him, Su Changxiao felt insulted.
Her eyes turned red, "Husband, do you really hate me that much?
You actually rejected me.
If you hate me so much and don't want to touch me, why do you want to marry me?
You might as well let me die."
After saying that, she turned around and was about to hit the pillar.
"Laugh often!"
King Zhao grabbed her and said anxiously, "That's not what I meant. You misunderstood. I'm just not ready yet."
"It's okay, I know you love your sister in your heart, and you just feel pity for me.
If that's the case, then you go and accompany your sister, and let me stay alone in the empty room tonight, I'll be fine."
Su Changxiao wiped her tears sadly.
"Chang Xiao, don't say that.
Tonight is our wedding night, I won’t let you stay alone in the empty room, I will turn off the lights immediately and let’s go to sleep.”
As King Zhao said this, he blew out the lamp on the table, then covered Su Changxiao and began to untie her clothes.
He didn't want to see her face, so he turned off the light.
In the dark night, he could think of her as Weier, so that he could convince himself to touch her.
Su Chang smiled when she saw him lying down. She remembered the last time the two of them met, which made her sink like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth.
So she turned over, took the initiative from being passive, hugged King Zhao, and kissed him on her lips.
"My lord, something bad has happened. The princess committed suicide by slitting her wrists!"
At this moment, the housekeeper's panicked voice suddenly came from outside.
"What?"
When King Zhao heard this, he pushed Su Changxiao away. He quickly stood up and jumped out of bed.
Then, he didn't even put on shoes or outer clothes, so he rushed out in his middle coat, "Butler, what did you say?
Weier, she cut her wrists and committed suicide?
Where is she?
How is she?"
The housekeeper looked at him tremblingly, "The princess cut her wrists, but I don't know if she is okay.
When the old slave heard Nan Xing's voice, he immediately came to inform the prince."
"Quick, go and ask the doctor to come. I want to see the princess."