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Su Mu Qing obviously didn't think much of her cold blade. Not only did he drink the tea, he didn't even shake his hand.

"The manor is mine, I can go anywhere, and more." He put down his teacup and stared at Jiang Wan Yan with his beautiful eyes. Only when he saw that she was feeling weak did he slowly open his mouth, "Are you trying to murder your husband?"

Jiang Wanyan didn't even have time to react to what was going on. Her wrist hurt, and the blade in her hand was already in Su Mu Qing's hand.

Su Mu Qing played around with her sabre as his fingers caressed the complex patterns on its handle. With a low and charming voice, he said, "The sabre is a good sabre."

Halfway through his words, he stood up again and picked Jiang Wan Yan up as well. He said to her, who was still maintaining her tranquil smile, "I'll be going back today. I'll come visit you again later."

The simple clothes were considerate and gentle and coquettish. When she heard this, she casually glanced at Jiang Wan Yan and smiled, "Yes, Your Highness, take care."

The two of them made love, exchanged glances, and wanted to make an appointment for the Spring Festival Gala. As Jiang Wan Yan was dragged out of Drunken Flower Lodge by Su Mu Qing, her disdain for him became more apparent.

She really couldn't bring herself to have a good impression of this Prince. Even if he had the handsome face of a young lady who had gone through countless dreams, it still wouldn't be able to change his wretched image in her heart.

Not only had he entered her courtyard, but he was also sitting in her room right now. Zhang Rui, this lackey, was holding his dowry book and clinking it against the abacus table.

"My prince, the dowry for the wangfei is very generous. Our household has already made up for the losses. It can be seen that our wangfei is destined to marry into our Prince's Mansion." If one goes through thousands or even tens of thousands of times, they wouldn't be able to get anything out of Zhang Rui's mouth. Jiang Wan Yan silently spat on Zhang Rui's face.

Su Mu Qing acted quite like that and nodded her head, "Tomorrow at the palace. Xie En, tell the people below to wake up and quickly send the princess' clothing over."

Enter the palace?

Jiang Wan Yan looked helplessly at Zhang Rui as he ran out of the palace. She hurriedly stood up and asked, "Which palace? I will not enter the palace! "

Su Mu Qing knocked on the table when he heard what she said. He held his head and looked at her lazily. "Why don't you enter the palace?"

Just as she was deep in thought, Su Mu Qing had already approached silently. Jiang Wan Yan felt the light dim a little as she suddenly raised her head to take a look. She was so shocked by the human face in front of her that she leaned back, and Su Mu Qing reached out his hand to support her.

His eyes were not as casual as before, instead, they were filled with a slight chill.

Jiang Wanyan felt a chill run down her spine as she was being stared at. She didn't know what she was feeling guilty about. Her tongue unconsciously moved as she intentionally glared at him: "What are you doing?!"

Su Mu Qing used his other hand to pick up her chin and moved in front of her eyes. His breath was tickling her face. This kind of close distance made Jiang Wan Yan subconsciously close her eyes.

Jiang Wanyan waited for a long time, but there was no response. Just as she was hesitating on whether she should open her eyes, Su Mu Qing's voice suddenly sounded out in her ears, "You did well. Don't let me catch you or I'll bury you alive and send you back to your master."

Jiang Wanyan felt the grip on her chin loosen. Then, Su Mu Qing let go of her.

The sound of flustered footsteps came from outside. Someone was coming.

Jiang Wanyan stared at the back of Su Muqing's head with a lingering fear in her heart. He sat back down as if nothing had happened, but what did he mean by that sentence? She did not understand.

The group of servants that entered carried several sets of Xia Kingdom's clothing. Su Mu Qing told them to put them down and leave.

Once again, only the two of them were left in the room. Seeing Su Muqing stand up, not knowing what he was going to do, Jiang Wanyan subconsciously took a step back.

He walked past her to the door and closed it behind him.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky. This action of his was going to cause a huge uproar and cause a lot of wild guesses!

Just as Jiang Wanyan was about to move her saber back to defend herself, she didn't expect Su Mu Qing to move so quickly. He immediately closed the door and turned around to pull her back.

He dragged Jiang Wanyan all the way to the cabinet, and pushed her forward until she was on the dressing table. Not far away was the bed.

"What are you doing?!" She was truly a little angry. This man had been weird from the very beginning! She spoke strangely and behaved strangely. Her gaze was also weird. She only wanted to coerce him for a bit. In the future, wouldn't the two of them be easy to deal with? Why was he so petty as to hold a grudge!

Su Mu Qing smirked as he reached out his hand to take her clothes. "Aren't you trying to attract my attention? Did your master tell you to make me enjoy this? "Hmm?"

His hands and feet were nimble, and his movements were rough. Jiang Wanyan also wanted to protect her clothes while trying to break free from his demonic claws. While she was unable to do so, she was also humiliated like maggots.

No matter what, she was a dignified Grand Princess of the State of Qiang. Did he think that he could do whatever he wanted just because he was her husband?!

Jiang Wanyan struggled very hard. Since she couldn't open the door, she directly bit down on Su Muqing's shoulder and bit down on it. Su Muqing screamed in pain and subconsciously pushed Jiang Wanyan away, causing her to fall down onto the bed.

At this moment, Jiang Wanyan was already in a sorry state; the clothes on her body were all ripped apart by him, and there wasn't much left to block. She quickly sat up from the bed, her eyes full of wariness and viciousness like a tired little beast.

It was no longer a good idea to try such a mischievous trick at first hand.

Su Mu Qing rubbed his shoulder, and the pain lessened. He stepped forward and grabbed onto Jiang Wan Yan's arms and legs, and before he could do anything else, Jiang Wan Yan spat at him, "Pei! How despicable! How despicable! How despicable! Let me go! "

Su Mu Qing was clearly angered as well. He shook Jiang Wan Yan fiercely: "Let go of you? Why should I let you go? The wedding ceremony on our wedding night hasn't been completed yet. If you were to ask the Emperor about it, wouldn't you be facing a great calamity? I'm trying to save you, okay? "

Jiang Wanyan was about to go crazy. Did this prince eat the wrong medicine?!

Her crazy and furious roar sounded like it hurt her ears. Su Mu Qing frowned. He didn't know what was going on in his mind and directly bent down to cover her mouth with his.

Jiang Wanyan was stunned. In just a split-second, Su Mu Qing had taken advantage of her stiffness. She felt her body turn cold, and the undergarment that she had protected with all her might was thrown to the ground by Su Mu Qing.