Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Helplessly, the two agreed with Baoer's idea and welcomed the lowly actor into the house.

You said that if I could get a good maid, or a concubine, it would be fine too.

Unfortunately, it still couldn't defeat Baoer's persistence.

Liu Rumeng was embroidering her wedding veil while listening to the servant who was specially sent by Rui Baoer to take care of her talking about these things, with an uncertain look in her eyes.

It seems like I'm touched, but also like I'm heartbroken.

Finally, Youyou sighed.

He thought, it was clearly him who set the net, so how come it seemed like he was the one who fell into the abyss? No matter what, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape from the abyss named Baoer in this life.

After getting the "consent" of her mother and father for the marriage, Rui Baoer went to the palace again and for the first time cried to her aunt the Empress, just to ask for mercy for Liu Rumeng.

Soon, the imperial decree granting marriage written by the empress herself was delivered to Qianqiu Tower.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the golden imperial edict that looked so noble, and then looked at the man who took the imperial edict, and their mouths closed tightly, not daring to speak nonsense anymore.

So what if the actors have humble status? The Queen herself issued the decree, so who could question the Queen's decision?

All the dirty words and slander behind his back were wiped out in an instant.

Time flies and it's time to get to work.

Rui Baoer's wedding was so grand and lively, with wedding money scattered from one end of the street to the other, the Qianqiu Tower hung with red silk, and a wedding sedan carried by eight people.

The betrothal gifts were so numerous that they were countless. The boxes on this side had just left Prince Chen's Mansion, while the boxes on the other side had already arrived at Qianqiu Tower.

Even the emperor’s wedding cannot compare to this.

Although the betrothal gifts will be taken back to Prince Chen's Mansion by Liu Rumeng, once the list is in Liu Rumeng's hands, it becomes his private property.

On this point, the laws of Yan and Chu still favored men.

Even if a man is divorced, the betrothal gifts still belong to him.

By getting married, she not only got rid of her original identity, but also gained such a large amount of property out of thin air. Many men were envious.

It was also at this time that people in the entire imperial city discovered that there was such a dream wife in the city.

Everyone else said that the princess was stupid, so they believed it. It's too late to regret now.

Festive gongs and drums were beating outside Qianqiu Tower. Liu Rumeng, dressed in gorgeous wedding clothes, slowly came out of the room holding the hand of a servant beside her.

When passing by the main hall on the first floor, a hunched middle-aged man came to him with a flattering smile and begged for mercy.

"Lord Liu, please forgive me for once. I was blind before, and I know I was wrong."

Liu Rumeng stood still, lifted the red veil in front of her with both hands, and looked forward.

Oh, it’s an old acquaintance.

Isn't this the original owner who relied on him to get to the imperial city?

He is also an old enemy.

There have been so many happy things happening recently that Liu Rumeng almost forgot about this person.

Now that he appeared before him, it reminded him of some past memories.

This person was the one who was sold by Liu's mother and Liu Xu, and was also the owner of the folk opera troupe that Liu Rumeng used to be in.

It was very difficult for a man to run a drama troupe in the Yan and Chu countries where women were respected.

If he hadn't been relying on some shameful practices to survive, Liu Rumeng would have admired him.

But the reason he was able to support the troupe and live such a comfortable life was because he had done so many bad things.

Since he had lived through the happy days bought with the blood and flesh of those actors, he naturally had to bear the corresponding responsibilities.

The owner of Qianqiu Tower was stern towards the middle-aged man, but flattering towards Liu Rumeng.

"Rumeng...ah, it's Shi Nufu. I heard that this guy once offended you. Please take a look and tell him how to teach him a lesson. We can't tolerate such a bully in our building."

Although Liu Rumeng recalled those dark and painful days in the past, today was the day he was going to marry Baoer, and he didn't want to ruin his good day because of such a person. He glanced at him casually and said:

"Let him suffer the same way I suffered in the past. I think the host is very powerful and will be able to find out his methods. Otherwise, if I handle it myself, I will not let anyone off."

This means that if the handling does not reach the level he wants, what Master Qiu has done in the past will also be exposed and severely punished.

Owner Qiu's expression immediately became panicked. She pulled the middle-aged man hard, her tone timid but firm.

"Don't worry, I will make sure that everything is handled properly and will not be a burden to you."

Liu Rumeng put down her veil and continued walking out the door.

The heart-wrenching cry for help from a middle-aged man behind him added a hint of badness to the joyous atmosphere.

Liu Rumeng frowned, without turning around, and said impatiently:

"Master Qiu, I don't want to hear the voice of an ominous person on my wedding day. Not at all, understand?"

"Eh."

The owner of Qiu Tower said yes and quickly asked the female slave in the tower to cover the middle-aged man's mouth and carry him away.

As for what will happen after being dragged down, no one knows.

Liu Rumeng was helped to sit in the bridal sedan. Under the veil, her red lips were tightly pursed. She was still in a bad mood because of the meeting with the man just now.

"Ayan, I'll take you home."

Before the sedan chair was lifted up, a familiar crisp and sweet voice came from outside the curtain.

It was Baoer who came to greet him personally.

After understanding this fact, Liu Rumeng suddenly became bright and a smile appeared on her lips, as if she was not the one who was depressed just now.

The wedding went smoothly.

Since Wang Ji and her husband had agreed to the marriage, it was naturally impossible for them to embarrass others in public.

What's more, even the Queen came to watch the wedding, so all that messy gossip disappeared.

After worshipping heaven and earth, the two returned to their room.

Now it's time to enter the bridal chamber, and Rui Baoer is a little at a loss.

Although she had once had sexual intercourse with a man, she was drunk at that time, so her memory was vague and she didn't know how she did it.

There was silence in the bridal chamber for about half an incense stick of time. Liu Rumeng, who was originally very excited, clasped her hands together in worry.

Rui Baoer coughed softly to remind her, then took the jade ruyi and lifted Liu Rumeng's veil.

The man under the veil applied a layer of powder, making his already beautiful face even more vivid.

Rui Baoer blushed and said:

"It's getting late, let's take a rest."

These words seem to be meant to fool people into thinking that the wedding night is over.

Liu Rumeng smiled silently and leaned over to follow her instructions.

"Then Ayan will help you undress."

He knelt on the bed and undressed Rui Baoer. If she showed any intention of trying to stop her from escaping, Liu Rumeng would look at him pitifully with her watery eyes.

Rui Baoer had no choice but to follow him.