The emperor who was sitting in the first place stood at the end of the year. The yellow and bright robe was embroidered with the pattern of the sea and the dragon, and the body was seven feet eight inches long. He was born with dignity and did not dare to look directly.
His sword brows slanted upwards, under the thick brows there are tyrannical eyes, thin lips pursed lightly, and the outline of his face is sharp and angular.
The emperor's eyes swept across the newlyweds who walked side by side, and there was a hint of darkness in the sharp pupils.
His hand tapped the table top lightly, making a series of low noises.
Those who were immersed in joy did not notice the unidentified gaze of the emperor, but bystanders knew clearly, Qi Su and Yan Zhixu could see it clearly.
"What does he want to do?"
Qi Su's heart was beating violently, knowing that the emperor was ruthless, he felt sad, his hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of anger.
The corners of Yan Zhixu's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked back and forth on the emperor and General Qi, his cat eyes gleaming with interest.
She lightly parted her red lips, "Tsk, didn't you notice that the emperor's appearance is three or four points similar to that of General Qi?"
And from the perspective of their life palaces, most of them are blood brothers, and General Qi and Mrs. Qi who are sitting on the high hall have no kinship at all.
The darkness hidden under this prosperous wedding may be related to the emperor's fear and royal secrets.
The two chatted for a long time, and when they saw the bride being sent to the wedding room, General Qi was drinking a lot of alcohol while dealing with everyone.
With the smell of alcohol all over his body, he staggered into the wedding room, pushed open the door, and looked for the person on the top of his heart with confused eyes.
"Yiyi, Ayi, madam..."
He walked to the bed and raised the mandarin duck red hijab, took her fair and delicate little hand to the table, and poured two glasses of wine.
"Come on, ma'am, let's have a drink."
General Qi raised his wine glass and looked at the woman who had been in love with him when he was young. Under the light of the candle, her complexion was reddish, her eyes were as silk as silk, and she was shy like a budding flower.
"Husband."
She lowered her eyes, shyly drank the wine, and her little face with a slightly bitter taste was stained with a blush.
General Qi walked over without her taking off the Zhu Cui hairpin on her head and put it in the dressing box, picked up Wei Qingyi, which was as light as a swallow, and strode to the big bed, shaking off the peanuts on it with a big wave.
"Ma'am, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars."
He blew out the lights in the room, put down the red bed curtain to cover the two of them, and did something wrong with her big palm with a thick callus on her body, unbuttoned her shirt, and printed her crimson soft lips.
"Husband..."
Her voice was trembling, helpless and pitiful, and at the same time there was shy expectation in her heart, her hands tightly clutching the red sheet under her body.
Their clothes were peeling off, and before the two of them could go any further, there was a series of hurried knocks at the door.
"General, ma'am! Eunuch Chen, the chief steward of the palace outside, is here with the imperial edict!"
The crackling sound of knocking on the door completely dissipated the charming atmosphere in the house.
Bean-sized sweat dripped from General Qi's forehead, panting heavily, patted her on the back to reassure her, got up and lit the candle and quickly put on her shirt.
"Crack-"
He pushed open the door, his face was dark and gloomy, and the cloudy appearance frightened the maid at the door, and he was too timid to make a sound.
General Qi ignored the pale and frightened face of the little maid and strode toward the front hall.
inside the house.
The red tide on Wei Qingyi's face subsided, worry flashed in his eyes, and his heart was uneasy, "What's the matter so late..."
She tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.