Red Mansion: Seizing Jiangdong, starting with pirates

Chapter 298, The King of Patience

In the Central Plains, women from prominent families were generally not allowed to show their faces in public at will.

This is considered a rude and reputational act.

However, Yimin was clearly unwilling to abide by the etiquette of Zhongxia.

She rode a small red horse, swaggering arrogantly through the city.

Since it was the height of summer, Yimin's clothing was not heavy, and her ankles and wrists were exposed, which was undoubtedly extremely impolite. Such an unconventional scene drew pointing and whispering from passersby along the way.

Yimin paid no attention to the stares.

She focused more on the back of the line.

The boy who was locked in the cage.

Although Dore promised her not to kill Zhuo Erkang, there was no guarantee that nothing unexpected might happen, such as encountering some "robbers or assassins" on the road who might just happen to kill her beloved Zhuo Erkang...

It wasn't that Yimin didn't trust Dorei, but rather that Dorei, as her brother, had very little credibility in her eyes, and she could only feel at ease if she personally watched over him from the outside.

Soon, news of Yi Min's ostentatious display reached Fang Yong's ears.

Fang Yong was not angry about this.

He was always so generous and magnanimous.

Princess Yimin was taken to a pre-arranged inn to rest.

The marriage alliance will begin tomorrow.

The night was bright with the moon and stars.

Yimin leaned against the window, her slender arms resting on the windowsill, her small face filled with an inescapable sorrow.

Tomorrow, she will be getting married.

She married the man who killed her father.

I wonder how that person will treat her.

Thinking about what he's done, he's probably furious!
When Yimin thought of the famous King Wu's furious appearance, a smile immediately appeared on her face, and two cute dimples appeared on her fair face.

However, the dimples disappeared in an instant.

Yimin quickly regained her worried expression.

I've heard that people from the Central Plains generally look down on people from the grasslands.

She and Ah Zhuo were destined to be together but not to stay together...

Time quickly came to the next day.

The marriage alliance has officially begun.

The officials of Dae Hee were quite experienced in this matter, and everything proceeded smoothly.

The entire city rejoiced at this marriage alliance.

This is because it represents the path towards peace between the grasslands and Central China.

For ordinary people, nothing is more precious than peace.

The wedding begins.

Yi Min and the others who were inside the inn had already left.

Only one cage remained, all alone in the same spot.

Hearing the joyful dancing outside, Zhuo Erkang gripped the iron cage with both hands, wishing he could use brute force to pull it open.

Unfortunately, human strength was insufficient for him to break the steel.

Zhuo Erkang slumped down on the spot, gazing at the sky in the distance.

A sense of powerlessness filled his heart.

And so, he watched the sun gradually set and the moon gradually rise.

A tear of despair rolled down Zhuo Erkang's cheek.

At this time, his sister Yimin should be...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhuo Erkang punched and kicked the iron cage like a madman.

Unfortunately, it ultimately had no effect.

Instead, due to the recoil, he suffered injuries to his hands and feet.

At that time, inside the palace.

Fang Yong sized up the girl in front of him.

Yi Min also sized up Fang Yong.

Almost simultaneously, a look of amazement flashed in their eyes.

Fang Yong was amazed by the girl's appearance; Yi Min was even more beautiful than he had imagined.

Yimin's face had a heroic air about it, unlike the gentle and graceful appearance of ordinary women, but she was still beautiful. Her skin was fair and delicate, without any of the roughness of women from the grasslands.

She wore a traditional coral hairpin on her head, and a gold and silver necklace inlaid with gemstones around her neck.

A pair of silver bracelets adorned her slender wrists, further accentuating the whiteness of her skin.

Her fingers were clenched nervously; it seemed this grassland princess wasn't so calm after all.

Looking down, there's a cloud-patterned belt that perfectly accentuates the girl's slender waist.

Further down, there was a pair of finely crafted grassland boots. They looked very beautiful on the girl's feet, but... they must be very hot.

Fang Yong thought to himself.

On the other side, Yi Min stared blankly at Fang Yong in front of her.

His near-perfect appearance was unlike that of an ordinary person; he seemed like a legendary deity, resembling both a dragon and a phoenix, with a body as vast as mountains and rivers, and an air as serene as the sun and moon soaring through the sky.

"Prettier than Brother Zhuo..." A thought flashed through the girl's mind.

No, what is she thinking!
Yimin quickly dispelled the thoughts that had been on her mind.

How could she betray Ah Zhuo just because the other person is good-looking!
Yimin quickly thought about Ah Zhuo's good points in her mind.

Brother Zhuo is much better than him. Brother Zhuo can ride a horse, shoot arrows, and throw stones, which he can throw more than twenty feet away...

But he's really handsome...

Yimin's mind was in turmoil.

Suddenly, she sensed something was wrong.

The man had grabbed her calf at some point and then pulled off her boots and socks.

Even though the other party is now her husband, Yimin still feels an indescribable sense of panic.

My ankle instinctively twitched.

"Ring ring ring!"

A crisp bell rang in the room.

Fang Yong looked over in surprise.

On Yimin's fair ankles, there was a pair of anklets with two silver bells hanging from them.

The sound just now was the ringing of a bell.

"You, what are you doing?"

Yimin hugged her legs, her few fair toes pressed together, and curled up nervously on the bed.

Fang Yong sat to the side, offering no explanation, but instead asking:
"You were just spacing out. What were you thinking about?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Min blushed slightly.

She lied and said, "I wasn't thinking about anything."

Fang Yong nodded.

Seeing that Fang Yong had no suspicions, Yi Min breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly, her body stiffened again.

It turned out that Fang Yong's hand had been placed on her slender waist without her noticing.

Her waist was very slender. Fang Yong gently stroked it, moving over her waist and down to her navel and lower abdomen.

Yimin felt a tingling sensation all over her body and couldn't muster any strength.

Fang Yongyi pulled Yi Min easily into his arms.

"Princess, it's time for the wedding night."

Fang Yong said.

Yimin pursed her lips, offering no resistance.

No matter what, Fang Yong is now her husband.

According to the beliefs of the grasslands, serving Fang Yong was her duty.

She asked, "Aren't you going to turn off the lights?"

Fang Yong lied, saying, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Here in China, the lights are never turned off."

"Oh."

Yimin forced herself to remain calm.

But her rapidly beating heart betrayed her.

Fang Yong stepped forward and kissed Yi Min's lips directly.

Yimin's mind went completely blank for a moment.

She had absolutely no experience.

Fang Yong easily pried open the girl's teeth and kissed her.

Taking advantage of the girl's dazed state, Fang Yong removed her clothes. As each garment was peeled away, this flower of the grasslands was gradually taken into Fang Yong's possession.

Under the cover of night, the pleasant sound of a bell rang continuously from the room.

"Ring ring ring!"

After a long, long time, the ringing gradually subsided.

The girl lay in Fang Yong's arms, her face streaked with tears.

"I don't like you, I like Brother Zhuo!"

The girl said with a hint of grievance.

Fang Yong hugged the other person and said, "Okay, okay, you like your brother Zhuo, it's okay, I don't mind."

The bell rang again...

The night passed.

Zhuo Erkang remained in the cage.

His eyes were bloodshot.

He had no way to get out.