Han Junrong never knew that someone would rather marry a commoner than enter the palace and become his concubine.
What she said aroused his interest, and he immediately sent someone to follow them to find out her identity.
Ming Xiaochen didn't know that what she said in the inn would change her life. If she knew the result would be like this, she would never have said it. But until she died, she still didn't know what happened. thing.
Han Junrong is a proud man of heaven. He has always been a submissive and submissive person. How can he tolerate someone who despises him so much, not to mention that the other person is just a little woman.
If she doesn't want to enter the palace as a concubine, then he will let her enter the palace and be his concubine.
After finding out Ming Xiaochen's identity, he immediately ordered her to be welcomed into the palace as a concubine, regardless of the fact that she was betrothed. He wanted to see how she was different from other women.
Do you really not want to be his concubine? Or are you just trying to gain fame?
While Ming Xiaochen was happily waiting to become Tang Liefeng's bride at home, she never thought that disaster would come from the sky, and an imperial decree would leave no room for her to refuse.
Thinking of these past events, Han Junrong's eyes gradually became blurred. Looking at her wrapped comfortably in his arms, he gently reached out and stroked her cheek. The tender and smooth skin made him fall in love with her.
He wanted to dampen her spirit, but unknowingly, his heart felt like it was broken. In fact, they had no grudges. Was he being too cruel to her like this?
For the first time, a feeling called pity surged up in Han Junrong's heart. He was a man who was good at plundering, he was a king, and everything in the world belonged to him.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with him being so arrogant. Seeing her as fragile as if she would fall over in the wind, he couldn't help but doubt his usual style.
"Hmm... water... um..." Suddenly a low and dull moan woke him up from his thoughts.
"What did you say?" He lowered his head to her lips in a voice so soft that even he was startled.
"Water...oo...thirst..." A low moan like a sob came along with a slight cry.
"Oh, you want to drink water, just wait a moment and I will feed you."
Han Junrong picked her up and walked to the chair next to the table to sit down, letting her upper body rest in his arms, being careful not to touch anything with her buttocks.
He poured a cup of tea with one hand, then brought the edge of the cup to her lips and let her drink it slowly.
It seemed that she was really thirsty. As soon as her chapped lips touched the water, she sucked desperately, like a starved baby.
"Cough...cough..." A faint coughing sound came. It turned out that she drank too fast and accidentally choked. She couldn't help but cough when she opened her mouth.
"Oh, why did you drink so fast? You must have choked." He gently patted her back with his gentle palm. When she stopped coughing, he took a breath.
She seemed to be too weak and hadn't woken up yet. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her mouth was slightly open, and her tongue was licking her lips, as if she hadn't drank enough water.
