marrying a concubine

On March 12th, the [-]th year of Tianqi, King Xiao got married and married Fang Jinxiu, a daughter of a commoner.

The wedding ceremony was very grand, and the capital was full of excitement.

Bright red wedding dress, bright red ropa, the bride is sitting quietly on the bed.

Even though she was wearing a heavy wedding dress, she did not hide her thin body under the wedding dress, and Dahong's joy could not dissipate the desertedness on her body.

Like the plum blossom on the top of a snow mountain, it is clear and quiet.

The red candle was burning tremblingly, and a charming fragrance was lit in the room, a kind of bewitching fragrance.

The room was very quiet, only her shallow and thin breathing.

The night in early spring was cold, but the face of the woman under Ropa was flushed red and puffy like overcooked shrimp, and her breathing gradually became short of breath.

The face is getting hotter and hotter, and the body is constantly hot, accompanied by a huge emptiness, the bride's mouth is a little parched.

How is this going?

While she was wondering, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open with a slamming sound. She was startled and kept clenching her hands tightly.

Is it that evil, charming and cold Prince Xiao?

Her tender white fingers gripped the clothes tightly, her heart pounding with nervousness.

An evil and cold voice sounded in the quiet room, "Enjoy yourself!"

The woman's heart tightened, what did he mean?

"...Yes, my lord... my lord!" There were a few replies with different pitches but full of fear.

The woman was horrified, was there anyone else in the new house?

He means……

Suddenly, a bad smell came over her face, and the woman was thrown down on the new bed, with four hands holding down her struggling hands, one hand holding down her struggling legs, and one hand roughly untying her waist. clothes.

The woman was terrified, and finally understood what had happened, her face turned pale, and the sense of humiliation surged like mountains and seas. She didn't know where the strength came from, and she pushed away the man who was pressing on her, quickly got up from the bed, and staggered a few steps , almost fell down.

Luopa blocked her view, the woman raised her hand and opened it, revealing an elegant face without makeup.

Xiao Jue narrowed his eyes viciously, and approached her dangerously. Suddenly, he clamped her slender chin with both hands, and the words popped out from between his teeth, "Fang Liusu, how could it be you?"

Tassel was pinched by his strength, but his eyes were as clear as a mirror, and there was no trace of fear in his brows, and he complained lightly, "My lord, you hurt me by pinching me."

Xiao Jue's expression turned cold, he raised his hand, and slapped Liu Su mercilessly.

There was a crisp applause, and the angry Xiao Jue exhausted all his strength. The petite tassel could withstand his roughness, and he backed up again and again, and still fell down and hit the table.

The dishes on the table were scattered all over the floor, and Liusu accidentally pressed a broken piece of porcelain, causing a tingling pain in his palm, which made his chaotic mind clearer.

Five fingerprints were clearly imprinted on the fair face, it was red and swollen, the corners of the lips were also torn, blood spilled out, and the whole face was in a state of embarrassment.

"Where's Fang Jinxiu?" Xiao Jue asked coldly, his tone like ice skates, and his eyes were stern.

How dare you dare to deceive him.

Liusu struggled to stand up, but was powerless, and fell down again, the tile went deeper, and there were bloodshots on the floor, but Xiao Jue turned a blind eye and watched coldly.

Liusu gritted her teeth and held back, and finally stood up. Her petite body possessed extraordinary perseverance and perseverance. Turning around, she finally understood his cruelty.