The regent Xie Jingyuan is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. He is dignified and handsome. He is the white moonlight of many noble ladies.
In early spring, Xie Jingyuan finished his business in the palace and walked on the green forest path of the palace. His eyes penetrated the spring scenery of the garden, and a slim woman caught his sight.
The woman was playing and chasing after her personal maid, her skirt brushed against the fallen flowers, lotuses grew at every step, and she was laughing.
Unexpectedly, he was knocked into his arms.
For a moment, the woman panicked, lowered her head and apologized repeatedly.
Xie Jingyuan looked down at her condescendingly, his eyes like whirlpools, as if reflecting several double images of her.
Looking at her body rising and falling violently due to shortness of breath, the whiteness in front of her body was about to come out.
On the way back, I saw some clues and said to him: "The woman just now didn't comb her hair in a bun, so she must not have left the palace yet."
The confidant saw that his face was slightly brighter, and then continued: "I am a pair with the prince."
Xie Jingyuan's thin lips parted slightly: "Let me ask, which family is she from?"
A few days later, his confidant knelt in front of him, not daring to raise his eyes to look at him: "Your Majesty, that woman is the current bridegroom's... Newlywed wife!"
In the waterside pavilion, Xie Jingyuan's amber pupils suddenly darkened and his face turned blue.
In the dead silence, the cup in his hand instantly shattered!
Reading Tips
1V1, sc, he, the heroine has only been outside.
Copy published on July 14, 2025, screen recorded
Intention: To be determined
