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She couldn't stop laughing. That's right, because today was her day to celebrate! But tears couldn't be stopped, because that man wasn't destined to be someone he could only dream of.

In the bridal chamber, the light of a wedding candle flickered. A single tear fell from the bridal veil, followed by a second and a third, like a dam that had been broken.

Su Nuo did not wipe it away, but let the tears go out of control. Yes, such blissful tears were something she had never thought of before.

Because it was always a big joke for a lowly slave girl to marry her beloved master. But now, a slave as low as she was could actually marry her master.

However, she also knew that even though it was her wedding night, from now until dawn, she was alone. The master's words were coming from the beautiful lady called Ruo Hong in the west wing. However, it didn't matter. Even if she had to keep waiting like this, she was still willing. Moreover, she had always been waiting. If she kept waiting, perhaps her master would think of her when he was bored.

That was enough.

Light rays shone through the window, illuminating the interior of the room.

There was a man and a woman on the bed. The woman wrapped her naked body around the man's ear like a coquettish snake and said gently, "Your highness, you actually let a female slave be your blessing. Hong'er will not listen to you.

The man slightly opened his eyes. In an instant, a chilling ray of light shone through his eyes. He spat out two words, "Go down."

The woman named Ruohong's expression immediately changed. She shook her head and said, "Prince, Hong'er is joking. This marriage was pointed out by the Emperor, so it's naturally good."

"F * ck off." The man's voice grew even colder.

Ruo Hong became completely flustered and knelt down on the ground, her naked body in a sorry state. "My prince, Hong'er knows her wrongs and doesn't dare to do so again." As he spoke, he kowtowed with all his might. His forehead made contact with the hard ground, and it soon turned red.

The man got up from the bed, put on his coat and waved to the outside, "Take him to the Ten Thousand Flowers House."

However, the two guards had already dragged her out mercilessly, but Ruo Hong's forlorn voice came from outside, "My prince, if Hong is willing to do anything, don't send Ruo Hong to the Ten Thousand Flowers House." However, the man was expressionless, as if he didn't hear it at all.

Housekeeper Zhou came in from the outside and shook his head. This was already the eleventh woman this month to be sent to the Ten Thousand Flowers House to receive guests. His highness was indeed a cold-hearted person.

"Where is he?" the man asked.

Housekeeper Zhou quickly kneeled down: "Reporting to your highness, Fu Jin is still sleeping in the main room."

The man's icy cold gaze swept over, causing Housekeeper Zhou to shut his mouth: "A lowly female slave can become Fujin? Butler Zhou, don't let this duke hear it a second time. " After saying that, he walked towards the room, leaving Housekeeper Zhou drenched in cold sweat.

The door was suddenly kicked open, and Su Nuo was shocked awake. She instinctively got up from the bed, but because the bridal dress was too long, she fell to the ground, causing the bright red bridal veil to float down. When Su Nuo saw the handkerchief fall on the ground, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Su Nuo, you're getting bolder and bolder?" Bei Chen Han squinted his eyes and grabbed Su Nuo like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Su Nuo was startled, but immediately replied, "Master, I wouldn't dare to."

"You don't dare? Su Nuo, you don't think that just because you married Ben Wang, you will become the lucky one for real. " Bei Chen Han's words were cold and full of ridicule.

Su Nuo quickly shook her head. She had never thought about it this way. She just wanted to stay by her master's side. Bei Chen snorted: "No? Then who are you waiting for here? "

"Nore, Nore … Nope. Nell … I accidentally fell asleep. I … I wanted to wait for my master to come back, but …" Nell hurriedly tried to explain, but her words became even more disorderly.

Bei Chen Han's eyes looked at Su Nuo's flushed face and suddenly hugged her, "How could I forget? I love waiting for me, but I always fall asleep."

Upon hearing these words, Su Nuo's face was so red that it seemed as if she wanted to smoke. She could only hang her head low.

Bei Chen Han caressed Su Nuo's hair: "But, Nou'er, you must remember, the reason I married you is because of that dead old man's betrothal. A female slave's words can never be my, Bei Chen Han's wife, the Second Prince's Mansion's Fu Jin."

Su Nuo's heart felt as if it was slowly being stabbed by a knife. She lowered her face to the utmost as she replied, "I understand."

How could she not know that this was not the first time she had seen his fickle appearance.