Emperor Jue: Who is the world, who is the concubine

Chapter 2 Wedding Night
The following ceremony was lengthy and complicated, but I was full of thoughts about what kind of person the man beside me would be. By the time I woke up, my hands had been handed over to a pair of slightly rough palms. A nanny's voice sounded beside her ear, "Mother, this old slave will take you back to your room."

So he was helped to another world, until he sat on the bed.

Mammy kept babbling in my ear about many things that should be paid attention to, but I didn't listen to anything.

Should know, I already knew.

My father has always loved me and expected a lot from me. My mother is proud of me and told me what I should pay attention to early on.

My marriage carries the expectations of many people.

So no matter what, I seem to have to win the favor of my husband.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of opening the door sounded, and a gust of cold wind mixed with the bleakness of late autumn invaded the warmth of this side.

In addition to the wind, what came blowing was also mixed with a few faint scents of wine.

I know, he's here.

Wait quietly until the eyes light up.

The red veil was lifted, and those cool hands raised my chin, and I was slightly drunk, "Aifei, don't you want to look up at me?"

I raised my eyes as I said, and looked at him shyly, but what I saw was an extremely ordinary face.

Although it is such an ordinary face, it seems that there is a bit of unpredictable charm flowing unintentionally, which makes him look like an intriguing charm.

It seems that such a temperament should not be matched with such a face.

It's just that the next moment, the bit of charm disappeared, and what was presented in front of my eyes was just a very ordinary face.

He is ordinary, but he is not unhandsome.

It's that those facial features are too standard, without any shortcomings, but they look too plain when put together, and they don't arouse any interest from others.

His face was as forgettable as his person.

It's just that momentary fascination, is it really just my illusion?
"My concubine is looking at me like this, which makes me a little shy." Qingyue's voice became a little hoarse due to alcohol, and it sounded a little confusing.

I suddenly came back to my senses, but said boldly: "Wanwan wants to engrave the emperor's appearance in her heart."

He paused for a moment, but then smiled softly, "Aifei really knows how to talk."

Such a face, such an expression, looked extremely harmless.

But since he was chosen by the late emperor, it would not be that simple.

Di Shijue, maybe he is the one who really hides his secrets.

I smiled charmingly, hooked his neck boldly, and said with a seductive tone: "If you can't speak, how can you win the emperor's favor?"

He put his arms around my waist, bowed his head and pressed a light kiss on my lips, "My concubine is so beautiful, how can I not like it?"

Not bland, even his personality is too flat to attract any interest.

Is everything true?

Is it just a disguise?
The people in the palace walls are the best at disguising and intrigue, I would rather believe that he is hiding his secrets.

Maybe that's the case, and there are very few rumors about him, so people can't get a glimpse of him.

"The emperor..." I approached suddenly, and whispered in his ear.

Hearing this, he chuckled, "I am extremely willing."

So the hibiscus tent was settled, and there was a song in the spring night, which was lingering.

This night, we all forgot one thing, that is, we did not drink the Hebei wine, which symbolizes long-term happiness.

Maybe we forgot, or maybe we have a tacit understanding with each other that we don't believe that we can last forever.

(End of this chapter)