Early the next morning, Ye Qiqi woke up in a daze.
She opened her eyes and looked at the window curtains above her head. She was in a daze for a while, and then turned to look at the decorations in the room.
This... seems to be Prince Jing'an's Mansion?
She remembered that she should have attended the reception banquet at Zhaoming Palace last night... Later...
Later, it seemed like Mo Xiuzhu, Murong Hongyu, and Ye Chengan came over to toast, one cup after another. What next?
Why doesn't she remember anything?
Ye Qiqi reached out and rubbed her aching head, then closed her eyes again and squinted for a while.
Since she is in Prince Jing'an's palace now, it means that the young master should have brought her back yesterday.
After Ye Qiqi figured it out, he turned over and tried to sit up.
Just when she moved like this, she suddenly felt sore all over her body.
Especially her legs, they were so sore that she could hardly lift them.
Just when she was filled with doubts, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from above her head: "Are you awake??"
"Huh?" Ye Qiqi raised his head and looked upward.
Mo Hanqing's deep black eyes were shining with an unknown light, looking at her deeply.
"Hmm..." Ye Qiqi nodded, moved her legs under the quilt again, and then grinned and said, "My legs are so sore..."
"Yes." After Mo Hanqing heard her words, a light blush appeared on his fair and handsome cheeks.
"Master, yesterday you..." Ye Qiqi was about to continue asking him something, when she suddenly looked at him with wide eyes.
He he he...
He had no clothes on! !
Under the slipped quilt, a piece of his chest as white as jade was exposed, with a few strands of dark hair hanging down, forming a sharp contrast with his fair skin.
Ye Qiqi was shocked, subconsciously lifted the quilt and took a look at herself.
She she she...
She wasn't even wearing any clothes! !
And even if she wasn't wearing any clothes, there were bruises and bruises all over her body, as if she had had a hard fight with someone.
It's just that no matter how stupid Ye Qiqi is, she can't think that the marks on her body are scars.
Those blue and purple marks were often left on her neck by someone before, but now they were all over her body.
Ye Qiqi looked at herself with a shocked expression for a long time, then suddenly wrapped herself in the quilt, raised her head and asked Mo Hanqing: "What happened last night??"
“…”
Mo Hanqing raised his eyebrows at her, a dangerous light flashed in his beautiful eyes and said, "Why, madam, you don't remember anything?"
“…”
Ye Qiqi was silent for a moment, then stared at him and asked: "Is there anything I should remember??"
“…”
The whole room suddenly fell into deathly silence.
Mo Hanqing squinted her eyes, looked at the innocent-looking Ye Qiqi in front of her, and said in a low voice: "Oh... My husband worked so hard to fulfill your wishes last night, but I don't remember anything?"
"My wish?? What wish??" Ye Qiqi looked at him in confusion and asked.
"My lady said..." Mo Hanqing's voice paused, then he stared into her eyes tightly and said word by word: "I want to have a bridal chamber with my husband."