On the wedding night, King Can pinched her neck and said in a cold voice:
"You are just a slave sent to serve me."
Ye Wanyun got married for her sister.
Marry the crippled and violent Prince Li - Pei Chenyuan.
The imperial decree granted marriage, and she had no right to say no.
There are candles in the bridal chamber, but the red candles are not extinguished.
He sat in a wheelchair and said coldly: "Come here."
As soon as she approached, she was pulled onto her lap, and iron hoop-like arms were wrapped around her waist.
He leaned close to her ear and spoke affectionately:
"The wedding ceremony... How about staying in this wheelchair?"
Ye Wanyun's blood coagulated all over her body.
She closed her eyes and placed her delicate white fingers on the belt around her waist——
The outer garment slipped off, revealing the moon-white inner garment.
She didn't cry or argue, just resigned silence.
Pei Chenyuan thought that she had scheming intentions, but she was just committing herself to military power.
But he doesn't know——
She is not the real Ye Yuqing at all.
She is just the second daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo who no one cares about, Ye Wanyun.
Later, the whole capital saw the sinister crippled king following her with red eyes:
"Madam, my leg hurts... I need you to rub it so it doesn't hurt."
Later, he stood up, turned his anger into beauty, and washed the court with blood.
But Ye Wanyun just raised her eyes lightly:
"Pei Chenyuan, didn't you say I was your slave?"
"Who is kneeling down and begging me to go back now?"
