The self in the mirror has bright eyes and white teeth, and the pink rouge on his face makes his complexion even more smooth as cream.
The red hijab quickly covered her eyes.
Because of her obedience, many of the marriage steps were completed quickly.
After praying to heaven and earth, she was sent to the bridal chamber.
Bai Weiwei knew that Mu Yanjun would not come so soon, because the groom would be left behind to drink.
She secretly lifted her hijab, and when she saw Xi Niang and the servants were there, her mind changed.
She found a reason and sent them all out.
Then Bai Weiwei waited for a while and heard the sound of the system reminder.
[The male protagonist is here, looking at you from outside the door through the crack of the door.]
Bai Weiwei took off the hijab, and then took out the bag of heart-breaking medicine that Xiao Pang gave.
She looked at the door nervously, only to find that there was no one there.
He hurried to the table.
Standing outside the door, Mu Yanjun, the darkness in his eyes condensed like a storm.
She still wanted to poison him.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is fifty-five.]
Mu Yanjun couldn't see which wine glass she poured the medicine into.
No, he sneered at himself coldly.
Into his wine glass, of course.
He couldn't help but lift his footsteps heavily, pretending to have just arrived, making footsteps.
Sure enough, I heard the sound of her running back from the table in a panic.
Mu Yanjun only felt that his heart was stabbed again and again.
He was silent for a while before pushing the door open with anger and pain.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bai Weiwei in a wedding dress, sitting upright on the wedding bed.
Mu Yanjun walked in front of her, her fingers were tightly clenching the hipa, and her nails were white.
His fingers were terribly stiff, and he didn't know whether to lift the hijab first or strangle the woman first.
In the end, he lifted the hijab directly.
Bai Weiwei was startled by the sudden action, and she looked at him with sparkling eyes.
In the candlelight, she was dressed in red like clouds, her face was dyed red with rouge, but it was more like a shy red.
Bai Weiwei seemed a little overwhelmed, looked up at him, and suddenly whispered, "Husband."
Mu Yanjun was stunned for a moment, only to think that even if this sentence is not sincere, it can make people willing to die in her lie.
Bai Weiwei added, "Husband, it's time for us to have a drink."
This sentence made his heart, which had been floating, fall back to the ground again.
Mu Yanjun sneered, "Okay, have a drink."
When Bai Weiwei heard this, she immediately rushed to the table and picked up two glasses of wine that had already been poured.
Pass him one of the cups.
Mu Yanjun looked at the wine glass in her hand with deep eyes, and finally took it.
Bai Weiwei stood on tiptoe and reached out to cross his hand.
Then she lowered her head and slowly drank the wine from her glass.
But when she looked up, she saw Mu Yanjun holding a wine glass and looking at her unpredictably.
And the drink in his glass was not touched at all.
Bai Weiwei wondered, "Why don't you drink it, husband?"
Mu Yanjun finally couldn't help taunting and raised the corners of his lips, "It's really hard for you to prepare such a good glass of wine for me."
Bai Weiwei was a little confused, but the next moment she realized what he was talking about.
She immediately took a few steps back, "You know what?"
Mu Yanjun gently turned the wine glass in his hand, "Know what? Do you know that little emperor with a vicious heart gave you a packet of poison to poison me?"
Bai Weiwei retorted weakly, "No..."
Mu Yanjun interrupted her, "Or, my bride, planning to poison her husband with a glass of poisonous wine?"
He looked at her coldly, "Unfortunately I know poison, just smell it to know..."
Mu Yanjun smelled the wine, but there was no smell of poison.
He raised his head in surprise, only to see Bai Weiwei's face pale and blood dripping from the corners of his lips.