After Marrying the Disabled Crown Prince of the Enemy Country

It was late at night, and there was a muffled low cry from the bedroom, accompanied by a trace of forbearance.

And the servants who were waiting outside the hall didn't even lift their eyelids. Who would dare to say more about His Royal Highness?

Le Zhi lay on the outside of the happy bed, letting tears flow from the end of her red eyes, but did not raise her hand to wipe it. To be precise, I can't raise my hand...

She finally realized what Huo Du meant by the phrase "it will hurt".

But it was not what she expected.

He just clenched her hand, and violently removed both of her arms.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

She didn't want to cry, but it was so painful that she couldn't hold back her tears, and she burst out.

And the culprit was lying on the side of the bed at the moment, with his back to her.

After a long time, neither of them spoke.

Le Zhi thought that Huo Du was asleep, but she couldn't. Her dislocated arm hurt so bad, she didn't even have a quilt—

The hi bed is very large, and the stacked hi quilts are neatly placed on the innermost side of the hi bed. After taking off her arm, Huo Du casually pulled a happy quilt and put it on him, but he didn't leave a trace of kindness to cover her with a...

kindly? Will he have this?

Le Zhi looked sideways at the back of his head, his eyes hated.

"Can't sleep?"

Le Zhi shivered in shock, thinking that this person also has eyes on the back of his head, right?

Xu Shi didn't hear her answer, and Huo Du spoke again, with a lazy tone: "If you're not used to it, go to sleep in the warm pavilion."

The bed curtain swayed slightly, and just after Lezhi lay down on the bed, Huo Du gently waved his hand, and the two bed curtains fell and closed, but there was still a gap.

The red candle outside has not yet burned out.

- On the night of the big wedding, the red candle will not go out and will burn until dawn.

The candle light penetrated into the bed with the slightly moving bed curtain, reflecting the flickering light and dark inside the bed.

Le Zhi carefully pondered the meaning of Huo Du's words, but still couldn't guess what he meant.

It's just that it's really stupid to go to the Sleeping Warm Pavilion after even the arm has been removed.

She didn't think about it, didn't answer, just slowly moved her body to the side of the bed. For every point of movement, the stinging pain from the dislocated bone increased by one point.

Until she gently pressed her face against Huo Du's back.

—With a thin layer of bedding.

This move seemed to tell him silently that she would not go to the warm pavilion, she would sleep with him.

"Lezhi."

This was the first time he called her name, in a light tone. The heart of the coke stick was called to the drum...

"Calm down."

Le Zhi froze for a moment.

Such a clear tone, as if she was accusing her of something that offended him.

She pursed her lips and moved her slightly hot cheeks away. Afraid that Huo Du would chase her away again, she muttered softly, "I'll sleep here..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, Le Zhi heard a faint chuckle in a trance.

Then, when she saw Huo Du turning to the outside, she was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes... Just now she dared to do such a bold move, partly because Huo Du had his back to her...

But that doesn't mean she's not afraid of him.

The fear of his arm being removed is still there, and Le Zhi is afraid to die, how dare he look at him.

As for why she had to fall asleep with him, it was because she also had a plan in her heart.

—And whether this plan is feasible, she has not yet judged at this moment...

Although her eyes were tightly closed, Cola Branch could still feel Huo Du's burning gaze, so her crow's eye could not help but tremble. But after a while, her long eyelashes stopped fluttering...

Because Huo Du tapped her sleeping point.

He lifted his palm slightly, and the two bed curtains were swept away by the internal force. A large piece of candlelight penetrated into the red account, making Lezhi's snowy cheeks extraordinarily translucent.

Huo Du raised his eyes slightly.

Truly a rare beauty in the world.

It's a pity that it was Huo Xu's.

He hooked his lips and put his palm on Lezhi's snow neck. As long as he exerted a little force, she would never wake up again.

The cold fingers slowly curled up, but Huo Du suddenly stopped.

- If you twist your neck, your head will be crooked.

- The death of a beauty should not be too ugly.

He frowned slightly, as if thinking seriously about a way to die that would have the best of both worlds.

Suddenly a meow sounded.

A group of snow-white jumped on the happy bed skillfully, but its right hind leg seemed weak and weak, and it almost fell down before it could stand firm on the bed...

Huo Du's indifferent lacquer eyes flashed panic, and he quickly reached out and carried the snow-white ball over. The snow-white dumpling was frightened, his whole body was fried, and he called out "meow meow meow" several times.

"I'm not careful, how dare you get angry?" Huo Du lightly poked its head and reprimanded in a low voice.

The snow-white dumpling finally raised his head, revealing round, innocent cat eyes.

This is a white Persian cat.

Huo Du looked at it for a moment, and suddenly realized. He lowered his eyes and said with a low voice, "I'm sorry, I said it was your toy, so life and death are naturally up to you."

After he finished speaking, he threw the snow ball to Lezhi's side, and then carefully observed its reaction.

I saw Xiao Tuanzi first looked at Le Zhi's face curiously, then leaned against her arm and rubbed his face. Seeing that the sleeping person didn't respond, it yawned and leaned lazily against her shoulder...

Seeing this, Huo Du's face couldn't help but show a hint of surprise—

This little thing has never been close to strangers, but at this time, he obediently sleeps next to Lezhi...

He stretched out his fingertips and tapped the little dumpling's head, sneering: "The little **** with no prospects."

After a while, he whispered, "Okay."

In the middle of winter night, there is no warmth in the bedroom.

- The chill was piercing to the bone, but there was no stove in the bedroom.

The sleeping snow mass suddenly trembled. Huo Du took a happy quilt from the side of the bed and covered it. The hi quilt is very large, only a small quilt is needed to cover it, and the rest will naturally fall on Le Zhi's body...

In these days in Qi State, Le Zhi couldn't sleep peacefully every night. As soon as she closed her eyes, those **** and terrifying scenes were overwhelmingly presented in front of her eyes.

She couldn't sleep, and was more afraid of falling asleep.

But this sleep, Le Zhi slept deeply and long, and had no dreams all night.

The sky is bright, the warm sun is hanging high, and the bright sun shines in from the window, caressing the closed eyelids of Lezhi... The eyelids tremble slightly, and she gradually opens her eyes...

Look dazed.

Suddenly, a fluffy feeling came from the neck. Le Zhi turned her head to the side and saw a mass of snow-white rubbing her neck...

Seeing her wake up, Xue Tuan stopped and looked at her with wide eyes.

Le Zhi blinked, smiled involuntarily, raised his hand and rubbed its little head, "Where did you come from?"

"Meow~"

After Xue Tuan rubbed Lezhi's palm with his head, he jumped off the bed and limped away...

"What?" Le Zhi stood up, the smile on her face solidified, she whispered softly: "Is the leg hurt..."

After being stunned for a while, Le Zhi seemed to remember, she suddenly raised her arm—

When was her arm connected?

As his thoughts gradually returned, Le Zhi looked at the spacious and unfamiliar bedroom, where the most prominent pair of red candles on the wedding table had already been burned out. The sun outside the window is getting brighter and brighter, but there is not even a sound outside the hall.

She turned to look inside the bed—

Huo Du was still there.

He leaned on the soft pillow, still holding the book from last night in his hand.

Le Zhi subconsciously looked at his right leg and bit his lip secretly: She woke up so late, Huo Du had inconvenience in his legs and feet, and he slept on the inside, so he couldn't get on the bed at all, right?

With such a ruthless temperament, he didn't push her directly to the bed...

He got up and stayed in a hurry, Le Zhi put his hand in, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I made Your Highness wait for a long time."

After hearing this, Huo Du raised his eyelids, put down the book with a sullen expression, glanced at her palm, and smiled: "What? Does the Crown Princess think that the lame can't sleep by herself?"

Cold sweat broke out on Le Zhi's forehead, afraid that he would touch his taboo, and he forgot to take his hand back for a while.

But the next moment, Huo Du placed his palm lightly on her forearm and said, "It really can't be."

Three souls and seven souls could be returned to their places, Le Zhi supported him on the bed, and handed the collapsed white jade crutch to his hand.

With the crutches as support, Huo Du stood up and thanked Lezhi with a very gentle smile. Then I went to the bathroom...

When he came out, he had changed into a moon-white satin robe, and the hibiscus flowers on the cuffs were very delicately embroidered, which made him look taller and taller.

It was not until he walked out of the bedroom that Le Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Spreading his palms, he was already sweating slightly.

After a while, Li Yao came in and waited on her to wash up and change her clothes. When Li Yao pulled her hair into a bun, her stomach rang—

Since yesterday, Lezhi has only drank some pear soup and red bean soup.

"Master must be hungry." Li Yao put the step on her, leaned over to help her up, "This servant will take you to the dining room."

The East Palace and the West Courtyard were surrounded by a few palace maids.

Laughter came and went, and surrounded by the middle was an old palace maid, her face was covered with traces of years of trial and error. She held a cup of tea in her hand, her expression was cold and she did not speak.

- Until a childish little palace maid came swiftly from a distance.

"Jingxin, what's the matter?" Gongmao said, with a forceful tone in her voice.

The palace maid, who was called Jing Xin, had flushed cheeks and was panting. She lowered her head and said, "Look, see clearly..."

Her breath was unsteady, and her voice was like the chirping of mosquitoes.

"Then say it quickly!" A palace maid next to her in a pale yellow palace dress raised her hand to grab Jing Xin's arm and said sharply.

She pinched it so hard that Jing Xin's eyes were flushed, and she shrugged and replied, "That snow pup... Xue handbag is as white as new."

"Hahaha!" The palace maid laughed, and then released her hand on Jing Xin's arm, and Jing Xin hurriedly took two steps back to stay away from her.

"Mommy, I said that the princess can't make it! Look, His Royal Highness doesn't want to touch her!"

"That's right! Mammy, I think she just hangs up a name and can't change your status."

......

The palace maids were full of tongues and flattery.

Hearing this, Gongmao took a sip of tea with a contemptuous smile on her face, "It seems that I am overthinking it."

After a pause, she deliberately sighed again, "People are old and useless, they are easy to worry..."

Seeing this, a few palace maids understood, and continued to say what you said, trying to please.

Mama Gong smiled with satisfaction, and the big stone in her heart gradually let go—

She has been in the palace for decades, and she has been a steward in the East Palace for more than ten years. This is a bad thing, really.

The Prince lives in the Prince's Mansion outside the palace for a long time, and rarely comes to the East Palace.

In the East Palace, she is almost the one who has the final say.

So after hearing that His Majesty bestowed the marriage of the prince, she panicked. The Crown Princess entered the East Palace, and she might live here for a long time after her big wedding. If this is the case, then the stewardship of the East Palace must be handed over to the Crown Princess.

I am used to the benefits of power, but now I have to hand it over.

How could she be reconciled!

Fortunately, that crown princess is not a noble status, but a princess of a subjugated country, and her family has no power to rely on, so she is not much better than them.

The dignity of the women in this palace depends to a large extent on the power of their parents.

Having said that, but after she sent someone to inquire about it, she learned that the princess of Li Kingdom looks like a fairy...

She was distraught again.

If His Royal Highness takes a fancy to it, it will be different. Even if her family has nothing to rely on, the prince can be her support.

And she is just a slave, how can you compare?

However, that snow pouch is as white as new...

On the wedding night, the prince didn't want to touch her, so how disgusting should he be?

A heart finally settled down.

"Mammy, Mammy." The palace maid said with a wicked smile, "Then what should we do next?"

"Where is the Crown Princess now?" She looked at Jing Xin again.

Jing Xin, who had been drooping her head all the time, raised her eyes slightly, "The Crown Princess was still grooming when the slave and maid left. I'm probably going to the dining room now."

"In this case, then we naturally have to prepare a hearty breakfast for the Crown Princess!"

Several palace maids were stunned for a moment before they reacted. Then they covered their mouths and snickered—

It seems that Mammy is planning to stand in front of this newly arrived Crown Princess.