Instead of a bridal chamber, it was more accurate to say it was just an ordinary room decorated in red. Looking around the room, the drapes, tablecloths, and beddings were all chosen in a vibrant red with green-stitched embroidery, clashing in a violently festive display.
But within this festive intensity, there was a sense of sinister eeriness that made it uncomfortable to stay, causing dizziness and chills the more one looked.
Lin Suqing's eyes blurred, so he closed them for a moment.
It was indeed a sheer humiliation. Had he, Lin Suqing, really married an old hen?
Who would believe such a thing if it were spoken aloud?
Alas… Let the humiliation be. He couldn't lose his life just to save face.
He couldn't just sit idly by and wait for death. He needed to find a way to escape and at least gain some freedom first. If he remained bound like this, wouldn't he be like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered?
No, it was urgent. He must hurry up and break free.
