Wedding night.
It was so quiet inside the wedding room.
A young man and a woman sleep on the same bed and cover the same quilt, but they have different thoughts.
Fu Yue looked up and saw the concentric knot hanging on the bed.
Her eyes were in a trance for a moment.
concentric knot...
Formed as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection.
The corners of her lips curled into a sarcastic arc.
couple
Ah.
A sneer.
This prince Yuanxian is not as gentle and harmless as he appears on the surface.
It was rumored that Prince Yuanxian was poisoned and would die soon. When he was being poured with Hejin wine, Fu Yue took the opportunity to take his pulse.
Yan Jun's pulse was disordered, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but she was not poisoned as rumored, and her life was not long. Such an unclear pulse condition is more like an illusion deliberately created to cover up something.
Fu Yue made a bold guess.
Prince Yuanxian, in fact, there is nothing wrong with his body at all.
For so many years, is he plotting something
What kind of big game is this planning
She was secretly startled.
Of course Fu Yue recognized her own Xiao Tiantian at the first sight, but she also felt the danger of this person at the first sight.
This person is by no means a good person.
Fu Yue's heart trembled immediately, and she kept a few extra thoughts.
***
the second day.
According to the usual practice, Yan Jun would take Fu Yue to the palace to meet the new emperor of Beiliang, but due to Yan Jun's special status, he could not visit his compatriot brother at all.
Yan Jun got up early and was already fully dressed, sitting by the window reading a book.
Fu Yue was awakened softly by the maid.
Now she is calm and imposing, sitting in front of the dressing table, letting the maid help her to wash and dress.
Seeing that there are more and more hairpins on the head, the hair bun also begins to become heavy.
Fu Yue raised her hand to stop the maid's next move.
She frowned at her bun.
"Demolished."
The maid asked nonchalantly, "Ah... ah? Demolition?"
Looking at Fu Yue's face, she tentatively asked: "Is Your Highness dissatisfied with the hair the servant combed?"
Fu Yue glanced at her, "Comfort something simpler."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt dissatisfied, and simply ordered: "Forget it, you can simply tie up my hair with a piece of red silk."
The maid quickly knelt down.
"Your Highness, this, this is against the rules, you are going to the palace to meet His Majesty, how can you dress like this, this is disrespectful to His Majesty!!"
Saying that, the maid kowtowed directly to the ground.
The smile on Fu Yue's face has gradually dissipated.
She glanced at the kowtowing maid and said, "Stop."
The maid just kowtowed and muttered, "Your Highness, you shouldn't be like this. Your Highness, forgive me..."
There was a feeling that as long as Fu Yue didn't agree, she would kowtow all the time.
Fu Yue's eyes sank completely.
This is, threatening her
Or are these maids simply spies arranged by the new emperor of Beiliang in Yanjun's mansion
"Ah."
The woman dressed in red was as bright as fire, although her face was delicate and beautiful, it revealed an abnormal coldness.
I saw that the maid had knocked out blood on her forehead.
She even bent the corners of her lips.
"You should keep on kowtowing, maybe I'll agree as soon as I'm in a good mood."
Very bad attitude.
How dare a little maid do this
Threatening Daode with his own life to kidnap her
Fu Yue smiled.
Simply, ridiculous.