The Royal Highness

"The emperor has arrived!" A loud shout came from outside the door, and all the court ladies knelt before the door to welcome the Emperor. The empress, who had just changed into her nightgown, could only wait on the bed for the arrival of the Emperor.

Today was clearly the wedding night. Even though Xiao Qian was the Queen of atrium, the Emperor gave her the same treatment as the other women in the harem. That's all.

"The Emperor …"

"Because the Emperor has chosen a concubine."

's fan unrestrainedly sliced across her skin, but the person in front of her did not react at all.

"What do you want to do as an empress?"

"A mother to the world."

"A mother to the world?" The Emperor sneered, flicked his fan, and his clothes slipped from the shoulders of his son.

He felt a chill in his chest. This pure body, which no one had seen for eighteen years, was now exposed to the emperor.

She looked straight at the man in front of her. Within the brightly lit Hall, she could even see the faint scar on his chin.

From the moment she left her grandmother, she knew that she was about to start a completely different life. She knew who she had married, and she also knew what kind of person she had to be.

This action angered the emperor, the jade bone fan blocked her hands, but Xiang Ye only gently pushed her away, and asked playfully: "What are you doing?"

"Chenqie will serve the Emperor."

"Not shy?"

"This is chenqie's duty."

"Duties? Where did that come from?"

Xiang Ye had seen enough beauties, and with his delicate body that was barely 18 years old, she was unable to pique his interest. However, his rough palm still held onto that ball of spring color without any forewarning.

He looked down at her face and felt the little red bean trembling in his palm. However, the woman under his eyes didn't have the slightest expression on her face.

He was even cold.

With a ripping sound, it was very, very light. Xiang Ye looked to the side and saw that the empress's hand, which was hidden under her clothes, was clenched into a fist.

What a tolerant woman. Was she preparing to sleep like this?

Xiang Ye raised an evil smile, his deep eyes carrying a look of despise towards the person in front of him: "Did Qiu Zhenyu tell you that you have to obey us?"

Yu'er looked up at him without a trace of humility or cowardice in her eyes. "To return to the Emperor, your concubine is raised by your grandmother. Your grandmother said that the daughter of the Qiu Family doesn't need to be obedient. But chenqie admires your majesty and is loyal to your majesty. "

The big hand in front of his chest suddenly exerted force. The soft spring color was being violently ravaged. If it was a pain, it was better to say that it was a strange feeling drilling into his heart.

However, her hands were on the verge of tearing the bedding. She thought that if she hid it under her sleeve, the Emperor would not be able to notice it.

An indescribable anger was stirred up in Xiang Ye's heart, he suddenly pushed his backwards, but then quickly caught her again. He pinched her chin, and every word was as cold as ice: "Be honest and be your empress, do not have any presumptuous thoughts, and do not spy on us for your father. If you cannot remember, we will throw you into the tai-fluid pool to feed the fishes."

She didn't say anything. Her face was still cold and infuriating to the emperor. The emperor finally loosened his grip on her chin, turned around and walked away.

The girl's body loosened up, and she felt a pain coming from her fingertips. Her fingers emerged from under her sleeve, and her nails were all broken. She held the front of her clothes up shakily. It hurt, it really hurt …

Outside the bedchamber, the Emperor did not go far. He saw all of this through the slit in the window and saw the woman who bore the pain tenaciously just now curled up into a ball.

Yun mama stood at the side. The Emperor left the window and walked over the bamboo bridge as he coldly instructed, "Watch her."