Time passed, and the young bride served tea to her father-in-law and mother-in-law the next day, and learned from their mouths that her husband led the army to fight the Nanman.

With a shake of his hand, the hot tea spilled on the back of his hand, scalding the delicate skin, and he let out an uncomfortable low cry.

Mrs. Qi, who was sitting in the chair, had an ugly face, but she didn't have a flare-up. She waved her hand to let her go down so as not to be an eyesore in front of her.

Wei Qingyi washed her face in tears every day after returning to the house, worried that her husband on the battlefield was in danger, and her whole body became more and more haggard.

On this day, the weather was mild and the sun was warm, and it was rare for her to step out of the wedding room, which was still covered with red silk, and take a walk in the garden.

Footsteps sounded in front of him, and the current sage in casual clothes walked with Master Qi.

Wei Qingyi knelt down and greeted her with greetings. She was a married woman with her hair up and her snow-white neck exposed, slender and fragile.

"..."

The emperor's eyes darkened.

Standing next to him, Master Qi's heart skipped a beat. Of course, the same man understood what the possessiveness in his eyes meant.

Wei Qingyi was keenly aware of this gaze, and please stop staying and return to the house.

It is difficult to prevent thieves, not to mention this is the most honorable person in the world.

At night, all the people in the yard were removed, and the small yard was silent, extraordinarily peaceful, and the quietness was disturbing.

"Crack-"

The door of the house was pushed open, Jing Lin walked into the house, went to the vanity mirror, picked up a strand of her hair and put it on the tip of her nose to sniff.

Seeing the man behind him through the bronze mirror, Wei Qingyi's eyes widened, and she quickly turned and knelt on the ground.

"Long live the emperor, Your Majesty, this is the boudoir of the minister's wife. Your Majesty's stepping into this place will damage your reputation."

Jing Lin looked down at the woman kneeling on the ground condescendingly, his Adam's apple vibrated and a low laugh overflowed, without answering her question, he squatted down and helped the person up.

He looked directly at her with a sharp gaze, "Madam, this is actually not our first time meeting."

In the past, Lord Wei brought his family to a palace banquet, and he noticed very early that Lord Wei's daughter had a good face.

But the Wei family and the Qi family had already had a marriage contract, and the two people had already been in the same heart, and they had to be with each other.

Jing Lin held her hands domineeringly, leaned closer to her ear and exhaled a fiery breath, and whispered, "Madam, I adore you very much."

Wei Qingyi's body trembled uncontrollably, water mist formed in her eyes, and she bit her lip.

"Your Majesty, the minister's wife already has a husband, and my husband is now defending the thousands of people in Jingchu.

Although she was afraid, her words were clear, decisive, and her tone was sonorous and powerful. She stared at the person who was in charge of the world with grief and anger in her heart.

"Ma'am, everyone in this yard has been evacuated. Do you know what this means? The Qi family has given up on you. Thunder, Ting, Yulu, and Dew are all graces. I can't keep the Qi family even if I want you."

Not only because of the meager admiration in his heart, but also because he wanted to see Qi Qian. After General Qi returned, he saw the look on his face when he saw his beloved woman groaning under his body.

Wei Qingyi was struck by lightning, "No...it's impossible..."

It is a huge scandal for a married daughter to have an affair with His Majesty. Why did the Qi family accept it so easily, and even removed everyone to cover it?

Seeing the doubts in her heart, Jing Lin stroked her cheek with his hand and explained understandingly, "Because Qi Qian is not a parent and child of the Qi family."

It was obviously just a court lady who was sent out of the palace after she came down. Before his death, the old man of the father wanted to announce Qi Qian's identity to the world, intending to pass the throne to Qi Qian.

He is the direct son of the Eastern Palace, and he should justly inherit the throne and sit on the dragon chair!

Why does the father emperor want to pass the throne to Qi Qian, and Wei Qingyi also loves Qi Qian?

Jing Lin was burning with anger, the strength in his hands increased, and with a hiss, he tore off her clothes and bound her hands.

"Wei Qingyi, it's your honor that I see you."

The anger and jealousy in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and he did something disgusting on the marriage bed that should belonged to Qi Qian and Wei Qingyi.

"Go away, go away, don't touch me, go away!"

"Go away? Oh, you belong to me!"

...

There were low roars and low weeping sounds in the house, and desperate cries were endless, but the people in the yard had already been evacuated and no one could hear her mournful begging for mercy.