"Yunyan, don't worry. Your adoptive father is the Minister of Rites. His Highness will definitely not wrong you in the future."
For Mu Yanxi, it doesn't matter who Rong Chu marries.
Anyway...she doesn't care at all.
Even if he married all the women in the world, she would not frown because of it.
She had just married into the palace, and she was already looking forward to the day she left.
One year...just need to wait for one year before she can leave.
This year seems short, but it is so long.
Mu Yanxi was really sleepy, so she fell asleep quickly after getting on the bed.
The sky is getting dark.
At sunset, the setting sun turned half the sky red, as if a fire had been set off in the sky. The clouds burned one after another, and the blazing fire dyed the sky red.
Rong Chu was drunk a lot of wine.
He has a cold and distant temperament, and few people dare to approach him on weekdays.
On such a festive day as today, many people saw that he was in a good mood and plucked up the courage to propose a toast.
Unexpectedly, Rong Chu drank it all.
Seeing this, the others came forward one after another holding glasses of wine.
For most of the day, he couldn't remember how much he drank.
One glass after another of wine was poured into his stomach, like a fire burning in his belly. The hot smell of wine ran all the way and made his stunningly beautiful face red.
The eyes as dark as night were filled with intoxicating water.
Her slightly red face was more charming and attractive than the peach blossoms blooming on both sides of the corridor.
Wearing bright red clothes, he looked even more picturesque and elegant.
Yun Wu and Yun Xia followed closely behind him, with worries written on their faces.
Your Highness...seems to be drunk.
Although he seemed to be quite sober on the surface, after following His Highness for many years, how could we not know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be sober.
Today... His Highness drank a lot.
Almost all comers are welcome.
This is the first time I have seen His Highness drink so much wine.
Halfway through, Yun Wu frowned and whispered, "No, His Highness must be drunk. I have to make some hangover soup for him quickly."
Rong Chu could temporarily stay awake at first...
As I walked, my body began to tilt slightly.
Isn't this just drunk?
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When they arrived at Yuliu Garden, a group of maids and maids stood outside the house. When they saw Rong Chu, they all knelt down to say hello.
Rong Chu didn't even look at her, frowned and said, "Where is Concubine Yan?"
Aunt An stepped forward and said hesitantly, "The concubine said she was feeling unwell, so... she went to bed early."
Asleep?
Rong Chu frowned even more tightly.
This damn girl.
Although he had told Yun Xia that she didn't have to wait all the time.
But... those are just superficial polite words.
Is she... still taking it seriously?
As a bride, she sleeps alone before her husband has arrived?
He knew how willing she was to get married.
But no matter how reluctant you are, you still have to do enough superficial work.
She went to sleep without waiting for him, which was simply not giving him any face.
He frowned, snorted coldly, and said with a faint smile, "She is really not polite at all."
Pushing open the door and walking into the inner room, he was supposed to be sitting by the bedside in a suit and a red hijab, waiting for his bride. But now she was undressed and sleeping under a quilt, sleeping very sweetly.
"Yunyan, don't worry. Your adoptive father is the Minister of Rites. His Highness will definitely not wrong you in the future."
For Mu Yanxi, it doesn't matter who Rong Chu marries.
Anyway...she doesn't care at all.
Even if he married all the women in the world, she would not frown because of it.
She had just married into the palace, and she was already looking forward to the day she left.
One year...just need to wait for one year before she can leave.
This year seems short, but it is so long.
Mu Yanxi was really sleepy, so she fell asleep quickly after getting on the bed.
The sky is getting dark.
At sunset, the setting sun turned half the sky red, as if a fire had been set off in the sky. The clouds burned one after another, and the blazing fire dyed the sky red.
Rong Chu was drunk a lot of wine.
He has a cold and distant temperament, and few people dare to approach him on weekdays.
On such a festive day as today, many people saw that he was in a good mood and plucked up the courage to propose a toast.
Unexpectedly, Rong Chu drank it all.
Seeing this, the others came forward one after another holding glasses of wine.
For most of the day, he couldn't remember how much he drank.
One glass after another of wine was poured into his stomach, like a fire burning in his belly. The hot smell of wine ran all the way and made his stunningly beautiful face red.
The eyes as dark as night were filled with intoxicating water.
Her slightly red face was more charming and attractive than the peach blossoms blooming on both sides of the corridor.
Wearing bright red clothes, he looked even more picturesque and elegant.
Yun Wu and Yun Xia followed closely behind him, with worries written on their faces.
Your Highness...seems to be drunk.
Although he seemed to be quite sober on the surface, after following His Highness for many years, how could we not know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be sober.
Today... His Highness drank a lot.
Almost all comers are welcome.
This is the first time I have seen His Highness drink so much wine.
Halfway through, Yun Wu frowned and whispered, "No, His Highness must be drunk. I have to make some hangover soup for him quickly."
Rong Chu could temporarily stay awake at first...
As I walked, my body began to tilt slightly.
Isn't this just drunk?
-------------------
When they arrived at Yuliu Garden, a group of maids and maids stood outside the house. When they saw Rong Chu, they all knelt down to say hello.
Rong Chu didn't even look at her, frowned and said, "Where is Concubine Yan?"
Aunt An stepped forward and said hesitantly, "The concubine said she was feeling unwell, so... she went to bed early."
Asleep?
Rong Chu frowned even more tightly.
This damn girl.
Although he had told Yun Xia that she didn't have to wait all the time.
But... those are just superficial polite words.
Is she... still taking it seriously?
As a bride, she sleeps alone before her husband has arrived?
He knew how willing she was to get married.
But no matter how reluctant you are, you still have to do enough superficial work.
She went to sleep without waiting for him, which was simply not giving him any face.
He frowned, snorted coldly, and said with a faint smile, "She is really not polite at all."
Pushing open the door and walking into the inner room, he was supposed to be sitting by the bedside in a suit and a red hijab, waiting for his bride. But now she was undressed and sleeping under a quilt, sleeping very sweetly.