Sitting in the pavilion beside the Lotus Pond, the cold-looking man had changed out of the black robe that had not changed for ten thousand years.
He was wearing a brown robe. There was a hint of warmth in his coldness. He did not have an imposing manner, and he did look quite good.
However, the problem was that his cousin was such a stubborn person. How could he change his clothes?
Qin Zheng was flabbergasted as he looked to the side.
Dressed in a plain green dress, the girl was holding a rosewood stove in her hand as she was drinking tea with Qin Yunchuan.
Drinking tea! Oh my God! Could such an elegant thing be done by his cousin, who killed without batting an eyelid and was filled with viciousness?
Qin Zheng felt that he was blind.
However, what made him blind was further behind.
His intrusion seemed to be an illusion. He spat a few times and stood there.
The two people in the pavilion turned a blind eye to his existence.
Qin Yunchuan looked at the military book in his hand. Over there, an absolutely beautiful girl was brewing tea and helping him peel grapes before sending them into Qin Yunchuan's mouth.
...
Don't think that he didn't see that Qin Yunchuan would occasionally act like a hoodlum. He would not let go of the girl's fair fingers
He was blind
He was really blind.
Qin Zheng walked out of the courtyard listlessly.
When he walked out of the courtyard door, he heard his cousin, who had been "bewitched", finally say something to him.
"Close the courtyard door."
Oh, was it true that the ten-thousand-year-old ice metal had turned into soft fingers?
Qin Zheng had serious doubts about life. He turned around. He had only taken a few steps when he was pulled away by a few beauties in the backyard with smiles on their faces.
"Alright! Little beauties, I'll let you come and prove to me that the world hasn't changed and that there's no red rain in the sky!"
He braced himself and hung out with the few beauties in the manor.
There were so many beautiful women, but Qin Yunchuan did not enjoy them. With Qin Yunchuan's acquiescence, Qin Zheng accepted all of them.
In any case, it was consensual. They stayed here alone, guarding the empty boudoir and looking forward to the autumn waters. The feeling of loneliness was not good.
And he was precisely helping the poor. Playing with these women was also doing some good deeds.
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On the day of the wedding.
The mountain of gifts from the guests made Xia Ling feel as if half of the capital had been given to the Qin Manor.
At the banquet, the emperor personally officiated their wedding.
The emperor looked fair and clean, and he looked somewhat similar to Fan Yu.
And the thing he most resembled with Fan Yu was the pale face that had been emptied by wine and lust.
In the bridal chamber, the Emperor drank some wine and took the lead to cause a disturbance in the bridal chamber.
Xia Ling's red veil slid down.
She wore the most beautiful phoenix coronet and gown, and the fiery red wedding dress was the royal concubine's luxurious gown.
Layers upon layers, extremely complicated.
Such a luxurious and vulgar gown was put on by the cold and aloof beauty of the young girl. It gave off an extremely beautiful feeling.
The Emperor was stunned when he saw Xia Ling's appearance.
This was the first time he had seen Xia Ling. The wine he had drunk had taken effect, and some of them were extremely lecherous.
He saw that Qin Yunchuan had yet to enter the bridal chamber. He stretched out his hand and was about to touch Xia Ling's face.
Xia Ling leaned back to avoid him. The people around her were laughing and laughing. They were also some of the nobles in the Imperial Court.
Everyone was clearly watching, but they seemed to be unaware of the Emperor's actions and allowed him to approach Xia Ling.
The insubstantial man's eyes were dark as he pretended to be drunk as he approached Xia Ling.
On this side, Xia Ling stood up and avoided him to the side.
"Your Majesty! Please have some self-respect!" Her voice was very loud, but the surrounding nobles who came to make trouble for their wedding night...