The next princess is too cruel

Chapter 131

Her beautiful face is very white, as white as Sai Xue, without a trace of blood on her face, it feels very like the skin of a zombie.

Her body has long been stiff, even being held in Hei Yanyue's arms is stiff, her arms and legs are stretched out straight.

Under the witness of Xiao Yuhan and Hei Yanye, Hei Yanyue held Wushuang's corpse in both hands, worshiped the heaven and earth, and the emperor Hei Yanye, and became a real husband and wife.

During the entire wedding process, no one smiled. Except for the master of ceremonies' voice, the surrounding area was quiet, which made people feel desolate.

When Hei Yanyue embraced the pale Wushuang and worshiped the heavens and the earth together, some of the servants and guards couldn't bear to watch, and they were deeply moved by their prince's infatuation and tears filled their eyes.

After worshiping the heaven and the earth, Hei Yanyue left a group of people and wanted to go back to his bedroom with Wushuang in his arms.

Hei Yanye quickly got up and stood in front of Hei Yanyue, not wanting him to be willful any longer, but when he saw Hei Yanyue's red eyes, he withdrew his hand and moved away silently.

Hei Yanyue carried Wushuang directly back to the room, put her on the bed, helped her take off her wedding clothes, and then carefully covered her with the quilt.

Hei Yanyue looked at Wushuang's pale cheeks, he was devastated, but he had to force a smile, he got up and walked to the table, picked up the jug on it, and poured two glasses of wine.

He held a cup in his left hand and a cup in his right, and said with a wry smile, "Wu Shuang, today is the day of our marriage, this is our budding wine, since you can't drink it, then my husband will drink it for you."

After finishing speaking, Hei Yanyue crossed his hands and put two glasses of wine together to his mouth. He drank the two glasses of wine together, put down the glasses, and glanced at the snacks on the table, he didn't even have any appetite.

He hadn't eaten anything for two days, and even drank very little water. It wasn't that he had no appetite, but that he no longer felt hungry.

Hei Yanyue walked to the bed, took off his clothes and shoes to get on the bed, lifted the quilt, stretched out his hands after lying down, and gently hugged Wushuang's cold body in his arms.

"Wushuang, today we are finally married. From now on, you are my princess and I am your husband. You must wait for me over there. You must not leave alone. Maybe I will find you soon. "

"Wushuang, tonight is our bridal chamber wedding night, but unfortunately, you can't open your eyes and look at me. I have been waiting for this day for a long time." After Hei Yanyue finished speaking, she let out a sad smile. , he looked at Wushuang, full of affection and obsession in the twilight.

He lowered his head on Wushuang's lips, kissed it lightly, and then continued to murmur softly, "Wushuang, you must be very lonely in that dark place, I really want to accompany you."

"But I can't go now, I still have my responsibilities to bear, and my concubine mother, she is angry, if I go now, my concubine mother will send you to Nangong Mansion tomorrow."

"Wu Shuang, I don't want you to go back to Nangong Mansion, I want you to be here with me all the time, that's why I married you selfishly and made you my wife, Wu Shuang, I know it's selfish of me to do so, I I also know that you don't have me in your heart, but I really love you, Wushuang."

Holding Wushuang in his arms, Hei Yanyue said affectionately what was in his heart over and over again, his mouth was dry and he was unwilling to stop. He was afraid that if he didn't say it today, he would never have the chance to say it tomorrow.

He doesn't want Wushuang to hate him, he hopes she can hear what he said in another world, and she can understand his thoughts.

One night, Hei Yanyue didn't sleep, he opened his eyes until dawn, talking to Wushuang all the time.

His expression is particularly crazy, and the expression in his eyes seems to have reached an abnormal state.

On the second day, Hei Yanyue came to the lobby holding Wushuang's corpse intimately.

Xiao Yuhan, who was staying in the palace, and Hei Yanye, who hurried over after the morning court, saw that his eyes were dark and red, and he looked like he hadn't rested. They were very worried about him. Worried, worried.

Today is the day of Wushuang's funeral, but Hei Yanyue's performance made Hei Yanye and Xiao Yuhan tremble with fear, and a bad premonition rose in their hearts.

"Yue, it's time for Wushuang to go today, I've already chosen a place, we..."

"Where are you going?" Hei Yanyue asked wonderingly without waiting for Hei Yanye to finish.

Hei Yanye's heart sank, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart grew more and more. He comforted him softly, "Yue, I know you are very sad, but people cannot be resurrected after death. Since Wushuang has passed away, You just let her rest in peace, so that she can leave with peace of mind."

"No, Wushuang can't leave me. She is my wife now. She won't go anywhere. She will stay with me until I grow old." Hei Yanyue said, looking at Wushuang, her eyes were full of madness. deep feeling.

"Wu Shuang is not going anywhere, Wu Shuang wants to stay with me, I don't want Wu Shuang... um..."

Before Hei Yanyue finished muttering, Hei Yanye knocked him unconscious with a copper pot in his hand.

Xiao Yuhan quickly came over to catch him, and wanted to protect Wushuang in his arms. He was in a hurry, and he glared at Heiyanye angrily, "Ye, why did you knock him out? Didn't you see that he was so sad? You still hit him?"

"He's lost his mind, if you don't knock him out, why don't you just wait and see him go crazy?" Hei Yanye also stared back angrily, he had already endured to the limit today.

When Hei Yanyue said yesterday that he was going to marry Nangong Wushuang, he was so angry that he wanted to knock her out.

He put down the copper pot and came over to help Hei Yanye up, "You make arrangements for Nangong Wushuang, and I will send Yue to his room."

As he said that, he put Hei Yanyue on his back, glanced at Xiao Yuhan, and said angrily, "I don't know which unscrupulous person beat him so hard yesterday, and beat him into such a virtue, how dare you say that?" I."

"I was adamant about Wushuang."

Xiao Yuhan's eyes were flushed, and he held back the tears that were about to burst out. He said seriously, "Ye, you must find out about Wushuang's death. She must have been framed."

This matter, he knew it was a conspiracy as soon as he heard it, just because of her appearance, if she wanted a man, it's not bragging to have a long queue behind her, why would she want to steal a small guard?

Even if that kind of person is given to Wushuang for nothing, Wushuang will not bother to look at him, and kick him out with two kicks.

That idiot Hei Yanyue wouldn't believe in Wushuang's character and allow others to throw her into the river, if it wasn't for...

Hmph, he deserves to be sad.

Hei Yanye nodded, and before leaving the hall with Hei Yanyue on his back, he ordered Uncle Fu to prepare the mourning hall for Wu Shuang immediately and prepare for the funeral at [-] p.m.

There were many servants in the palace, and soon the wedding hall became a mourning hall.

It was bright red, but it turned into a large white in a short time. There was also a solemn mourning hall and a pitch-black coffin, everything was ready.

Xiao Yuhan put Wushuang's body into the coffin and placed it behind the mourning hall.

At that moment, the tears in his eyes finally fell down uncontrollably. Seeing Wushuang lying alone in the cold coffin, his heart ached and his heart broke.

If he was a woman, he would definitely cry in front of so many people.

For this face, he stubbornly endured the crying that wanted to overflow, and suppressed the overwhelming sadness and grief in his heart, making the servants around him want to cry.

Of the two rightful masters in the mansion, one was so angry that he fell ill and was bedridden, and the other was lying in a coma on the bed. Therefore, Hei Yanye handled all Wu Shuang's funeral affairs by himself.

The emperor personally handled Wu Shuang's funeral, and no one in the palace dared not listen.

Wushuang's funeral was all handled in the capacity of Princess Yue. After hearing the news, all the ministers of the court were shocked and surprised, and rushed to mourn Wushuang. In the afternoon, people came and went in the palace, and it was crowded. .

Hei Yanye saw that there were many people, so he changed the funeral time from [-] o'clock to [-] o'clock.

And the news of Nangong Wushuang's death also spread like wildfire, like a gust of wind, blowing all over the streets and alleys, everywhere.

In fact, Heiyan Yezhun Wushuang used the identity of Princess Yue to attend the funeral out of consideration for the court's safety.

Wushuang's incident happened too unexpectedly, no one expected it, and Nangong Degang was held by him as a general, with a heavy army in his hand. What's more, when Hei Yanyue came back, the million soldiers immediately fell Nangong De's hands.

Nangong De dotes on his daughter like a treasure in his hands. Everyone in the capital knows that if he hears about his daughter's death and gets very angry, if he gets angry and makes a fool of himself, then he will not be worth the loss.

But if he used the identity of Princess Yue to hold the funeral for Nangong Wushuang, even if Nangongde knew about it, he would not have any more ground to blame Yuewangfu.

As the saying goes, a married daughter is like water poured out. The current Nangong Wushuang is Yuewangfei of Yuewangfu, a member of his Yuewangfu, and his Yuewangfu has the final say on life and death.

Wushuang's death is very strange, and Yuewang Palace will help her investigate her grievances, clear her grievances, and return her innocence.

Since Wu Shuang was going to be buried as Concubine Yue, Wu Lianzhi's concubine would naturally come out to kneel in the mourning hall.

This kneeling lasted for a few hours, and several delicate women almost fell to the ground.

On the surface, they all looked heartbroken and grief-stricken, but in fact, there was no more resentment in their hearts, and they wished to arrest Wushuang and flog Wushuang's corpse to vent their hatred of kneeling.

And Hei Yanye seemed to think that they were not sincere enough, and ordered them to cry loudly, and those who couldn't cry would be punished until they did.

When the women heard this, they didn't need to be blamed, and immediately started crying in fright. It was real crying, not fake, but the crying was frightened by Hei Yanye.

The palace was bustling all day long, blowing, beating, crying, from morning to afternoon, the whole day.

Princess Rui was ill and lying on the bed after hearing these voices, she was already angry, but now she was so angry that she fell into a slump and almost died on the bed.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wushuang's coffin was finally carried out from the palace, and the long funeral procession started from the palace to the cemetery of the royal Hei family.

The people who participated in Wu Shuang's funeral were all from the palace and the court, but there was none from the Nangong family.

The members of the Nangong family are weak, only Nangongde, his wife and Wushuang are three people. The other servants were kicked out by the officials when they ransacked the house last time.

The funeral team marched to the street, causing curious eyes from all the people on the street to wait and see. Among the many people, there was not a single gloat, all of them showed reluctance and pity.

Nangongde is a hero in the hearts of the people. Not long after he cleared up his grievances, he was transferred to the frontier to fight. His daughter...

Sigh... imagine their hearts aching for him.

On the second floor of a restaurant, several ordinary and handsome young men and women were eating dinner with relish. After hearing the funeral procession below, they all went to the window to watch.

When Bai Junyi saw the ostentation of this team, the expression in his eyes suddenly became a little colder.

He looked at Wushuang, his mouth was full of sour bubbles, he gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that Xiao Wushuang's status in the palace is not low?"

"It's none of my business, that's not me, I was beaten twice." Wu Shuang gave him a blank look, and cursed inwardly, jealous.

"Hmph, I will settle this account for you one day." After Bai Junyi snorted coldly, he looked down again.

Damn it, what the hell is that Black Flame Moon doing?

The ostentation of the funeral team, at first glance, was arranged according to his title of Princess Yue.

Hei Yanyue loves Xiao Shuang'er so much that he would even ignore Xiao Shuang'er's death and use Princess Yue's ostentation to arrange funeral affairs for Xiao Shuang'er?
Hmph, it seems that this Hei Yanyue won't let her go even if Wushuang fakes her death.

After seeing the funeral procession held in his own name, Wushuang felt extremely awkward in his heart.

It was as if she swallowed a fly unintentionally, she wanted to vomit, but couldn't, wanted to swallow, but couldn't, it was so awkward and uncomfortable.

Soon, the funeral procession below passed by, and Wushuang and his party returned to the table.

Leng Bing didn't sit down, he looked at Bai Junyi, and respectfully begged, "Master, follow me to have a look."

Bai Junyi hummed lightly and didn't even raise his eyes, but Wushuang saw his black eyebrows move slightly, his disgusted look seemed to be seeing a dead dog.

Wu Shuang looked at the two of them with contempt, rolled his eyes, and felt a little curious in his heart, strange, what kind of charades are these two guys playing?
Since yesterday, Leng Bing has looked very strange, as if she is worried about someone. Could it be that there are other things happening that she doesn't know about?

After Leng Bing went out, Wushuang's ordinary face, under her smile like a flower, actually smiled a little more beautifully than Hua'er. She approached Bai Junyi and called him delicately, "Junyi..."

uh, this voice...

Bai Junyi's face darkened suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, he looked at her without moving his expression, "Say, what's the matter?"

"Jun Yi..."

Wushuang deliberately elongated her voice, the voice was so delicate that people would get goose bumps, shiver and sweat after hearing it.

She smiled slyly, stretched out a hand to attack Bai Junyi's chest, and pressed it accurately on a bump, she immediately felt his body stiffen suddenly.

Wushuang smiled silently with a dark belly, and when he wanted to continue playing tricks...

(End of this chapter)