C8

Bai Feiyue had wanted to restrain Si Nan Qing while she was in a panic, wanting to change his clothes and tidy up his hair, but she didn't have the time to do so. Thankfully, those people wholeheartedly wanted to find Si Nan Qing, so they didn't notice that not only was she not wearing a palace uniform, she didn't even have a basic hairpin. Her hair was slightly tied behind her back and a few strands of hair were caressing her face.

Yucheng Ze's face turned green and red, looking very beautiful to behold. "Wuwuwu!" "wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwang@@

Bai Feiyue laughed. Continue pretending, let's see who can last longer. Honestly speaking, Bai Feiyue didn't think about Yu Chenze's stupidity at all before this. Unfortunately, his yellow robe betrayed him. A fool should be at the mercy of others, so how could he take it off himself after wearing a wedding dress? Unless he never even thought of getting married to her.

Her palm brushed past his lips, and for some reason, Yuchen Ze's heart stopped for a moment.

Bai Feiyue looked at Si Nan Qing. "You can leave now."

Si Nan Qing remained unmoved. He looked at Yuchen Ze, his eyes deep in thought.

Bai Feiyue's next move shocked the two of them.

Si Nan Qing covered her face and looked at him in disbelief, while Yuchen Ze secretly laughed — he deserved it. The boredom of the failure of his plan had now completely dissipated.

Bai Feiyue viciously gave Si Nan Qing a kick and mocked, "With your current ghastly appearance, even I can't beat you! You want to kill someone?!" Do you want me to send someone to see your assassination? "

Bai Feiyue patted Yuchen Ze's shoulder with a calm face. She wasn't afraid right now. In any case, the emperor was by her side, so there was no longer any worry about harming her chastity.

Yuchen Ze raised his head and looked at her. This woman, why was she completely different from him when he investigated? It was not only him who miscalculated, even Yu QianXun didn't think of this. Otherwise, why would he let such a girl marry him?

Si Nan Qing was speechless. Indeed, in order to suppress the venom in his body, his power was almost depleted. He would probably need more than a month to recover, let alone fight right now. But, how did this Fu Ziqian know his purpose? She seemed to know him, but she had never seen him before. Why was that?

He stood up and lifted his limp legs to leave, but Bai Feiyue did not seem to let him off that easily. Her faint voice drifted out from behind him, "If you dare reveal even half a word of what happened today, I'll let you know what it means to truly change from a man to a woman!"

Si Nan Qing was still walking lightly, but after hearing what was said, he subconsciously turned around and ran.

Yuchen Ze wanted to laugh, he really wanted to laugh, but in order to maintain his' innocence ', he had no choice but to hold it in. He held it back very hard, his red cheeks seeming as if they were smeared with rouge. He had never thought that a stately Saint-rank warrior would be afraid of a weak girl who was powerless.

Yuchen Ze's skin was abnormally white to the point that it was unhealthy. At this moment, his rosy cheeks were filled with some life, making his originally handsome facial features look even more beautiful.

Bai Feiyue approached him until their faces were almost touching, before spitting out fragrant orchids. "Your majesty, why is your face so red? Have you gotten a fever?"

Yuchen Ze felt his throat rolling. At this moment, she was so beautiful. He looked at her lips that were red like blood, and suddenly, he was about to kiss her …

Just as Yuchen Ze's lips were about to touch hers, a jade hand suddenly pressed against his forehead and pushed his face away. As Bai Feiyue felt his warmth, she pretended to be puzzled. "Strange, there's no fever."

"…" The corner of Yuchen Ze's mouth slightly twitched.

Bai Feiyue's lips curved into a faint smile before turning to walk towards the wedding bed, no longer paying any attention to him.

She took a sheet from under the bed and spread it on the floor. Then she put a blanket on top of the bed and stood beside the bed with a red embroidered pillow embroidered with a mandarin duck and water. She looked at Yuchen Ze and smiled. "Your Majesty, it's late at night. It's time to sleep."

Yu Chen Ze looked at the bedding on the floor and felt somewhat regretful. He said naively: "Elder sister, do you want to sleep on the floor?"

Bai Feiyue blinked, her curls fluttering like butterflies. "Your Majesty, it's you who wants to sleep on the ground."

"…" As expected, he was too naive.