The red candles were swaying in the bridal chamber, and the September wind came in through the window, blowing the curtains on the bed but not disturbing the two people on the bed.

He Wuchen was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with his hands and feet tied to the four corners of the bed by bright red satin, but he looked inexplicably elegant.

Shen Wan stood aside, rubbing the wine glass in her hand with her fingertips. The woman outside called out: "Princess, the auspicious time has come, it is best to act as soon as possible to spread the branches and leaves of the royal family."

Act as early as possible, and both of you will know what you are doing.

Shen Wan sneered and drank the wine in the glass. She sat next to the bed, her eyes moving on He Wuchen: "Do you have any experience, Prince Consort?"

Without waiting for He Wuchen to answer, she chuckled as if she had thought of something: "I forgot, the consort's family tradition is very strict, I'm afraid he doesn't have any trace of meat now."

Her voice was clear and graceful, but what she said was boudoir talk that could not be put on the stage.

Shen Wan poured herself a glass of Hexin wine that the two of them were supposed to drink together, drank it down, reached out to the side and pulled out the album that her mother had stuffed in her hand.

The above poses were nothing new. She moved a few pages with some boredom. Then she raised her arm and stretched it out in front of He Wuchen. She tapped the two people in the painting with her fingertips: "I'll try this one tonight, and then try the other ones later."

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As she said that, she placed the picture album next to the pillow, very close to his handsome face.

The words were spoken smoothly, but she had no experience after all. She frowned. Even though she was in control of the overall situation now, she still felt uncomfortable.

He Wuchen, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Princess, why is it like this..."

Hearing this, Shen Wan showed a mocking look on his face: "Why, do you feel humiliated?"

Seeing the depth in He Wuchen's eyes, she said: "Father's debt is paid by his son, consort, I won't lose anything if you obey me today."

Feeling his stiffness for a moment, she became even more satisfied, and a sense of revengeful joy arose in her heart.

He Wuchen didn't want to open his mouth, so she used a free hand to clamp his jaw: "You must hate me as much as they do? This wine given by the emperor is a joyful treasure, and I won't let you drink it.

I want you to remember how you look now, watching yourself sink in front of the people you hate."

After saying this, she had a mocking smile on her lips, observing his reaction.

He Wuchen was in a daze and didn't say a word to defend himself.

Everything returned to calm, Shen Wan helped the bed and lay down. Her top was intact, and her loose wedding dress covered her empty hem, as if the intimacy just now had nothing to do with her.

She was obviously very tired, but she still looked arrogant: "My consort is weak, so I need to take care of myself these days so that I can get pregnant sooner."

Her voice was so cold that it sent chills to the bottom of one's heart. Looking at the woman's leaving figure, He Wuchen gave a bitter smile, and then he exerted force on his wrist, and the silk ribbon wrapped around him was torn apart immediately.

These things would not have been able to bind him originally.

Then the boy who was serving him came in. His eyes turned red when he saw the mess on the bed, and he didn't dare to imagine what had just happened.

The boy stepped forward to clean up the traces of the bedclothes on his body but was too shy to do so. He Wuchen said in a gentle voice, "That's all, I'll do it myself."

The young man scolded the princess in his heart, and then felt unfair for his young master: "What the hell, the pheasant he picked up really thought he had become a phoenix——"

"Shut up." He Wuchen scolded him sternly.

The young man had never seen his young master like this before. Just when he was about to say a few more words, he heard the young master's eyes like cold pools falling on him: "I have never noticed that you speak so uncleanly.

You won’t have to wait by my side in the future.”

After saying this, he was not in the mood to get used to what the young man thought. When he looked at the dirt on his body, an indescribable strangeness spread from the bottom of his heart.

In his mind, he recalled what the princess had just said, and also recalled that before he died in his last life, the inmate in the cell said to him: "The princess has long been interested in you!"
Chapter completed!