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The night had been torturous, and her body and heart had been shattered.

Feng Qian was!

When she thought of that man, her heart couldn't help but tremble with hatred.

He slowly closed his eyes and leaned his head against the edge of the bucket. He let Chaner gently and carefully wipe her body …

After an hour of washing up, Su Yi's expression softened a lot. Chaner looked at her and said carefully, "In the morning, Housekeeper Xiao came to tell me that Mistress is going to the front hall for breakfast when she wakes up!"

Su Yi frowned slightly and nodded. "Is there an hour?"

Chaner shook her head. "I haven't told you the details. Just tell them to go when the wangfei wakes up!"

"Hm!" Su Yi answered with an uneasy feeling, [I'm afraid, I have to meet those naughty girls from Prince Mo. I really don't have any energy left to deal with them. Or maybe, I've never been ready to be pampered …]

"Help me change!" She raised her head and instructed Chaner.

Chaner took out a rose-red dress from the cabinet. It was the most suitable color for a princess, generous and gorgeous. The peonies embroidered on the skirt were perfect for a princess, but the skirt couldn't cover up the purple and green color on her neck and arms …

Thinking of this, Chaner couldn't help but cast a glance at Su Yi.

The first night after she entered the room, the princess would smile at her. After last night, she was always absent-minded, as if she couldn't hear her, so she had to raise her voice a lot more to get the princess out of her world. She became completely indifferent, as if nothing mattered anymore.

Su Yi looked at the gorgeous dress and said, "Pick a lighter one..." "Un, it's that white one!"

"But wangfei, you're still getting married. Isn't this color too plain? Furthermore, you are still an imperial concubine after all. You can never lose in the limelight to others! " Chaner kept talking as she combed her hair. She really wanted to praise the consort for her silky black hair that was as smooth as black silk! She had never seen such beautiful long hair. It was soft and slippery, making people unable to let it go. It didn't look like her hair, which was dried up like … straw … Chaner was completely immersed in the beauty of the princess, so much so that she didn't even notice how cold and desperate her expression was.

Princess? What kind of princess was she? Even Chaner had guessed that the breakfast was a Hongmen feast, so why bother fighting him? Aren't we still losing no matter how we fight? She didn't love him, so why fight with other women? To rob?

Plus, she didn't have much interest in colors, so it was probably her name, Su Yi. She had always been wearing white, with many beige dresses, and they were all old. The silver in the Prime Minister's house had never been spent on her, and even the clothes in the dowry before she was married, was something that her father was afraid Feng Qian would be suspicious of. "Heh, since the stage is empty, how can it attract dust …" No, just that one! " Su Yi's words could not be doubted.

Today was the first day of the wedding. Steward Xiao had asked him to go to the front hall for dinner, but he didn't see him say anything else. Feng Qian didn't know what was on his mind, so it was better for her to not be too ostentatious. Seeing that her complexion had started to become bad again, Chaner fearfully helped her to dress up. She did her best to comply with her request; she dressed simply, elegantly and Su Yi was slightly satisfied.