The Destiny of Going to Hell

Fu Cha Langya sat upright on the wedding bed. When she heard the noise outside, she lifted her veil. The halo of loyalty had already been cast on all the servants in the yard.

She asked Suxin to tell Sulian to go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of golden noodles. She hadn't eaten anything all day and was very hungry.

Su Lian still stayed by his side to serve him, but she was not a personal maid of the first class, and her status was as low as it could be.

Fu Cha Langya did not give Su Lian a halo of loyalty. If she did, she would be her own person. She has always been tolerant towards her own people. How could she attack Su Lian at that time?

I will not be so kind as to let this maid go, who always acts on her own and thinks she is smarter and more capable than her master.

If she hadn't spread the slander, how could he have betrothed Lianxin to Wang Qin? Without this inducement, Hailan and Qingying would not have been able to use this incident to get rid of Yonglian.

Although she was also stupid, there was nothing she could do. She was Fu Cha Lang Ya now. She could blame others, so why should she blame herself? Hehe.

After eating the noodles, Fu Cha Langya put on her makeup again, covered her head with the veil and waited for the male host to come and lift it off personally.

Hongli walked into the courtyard with unsteady steps. His mind was full of warnings and offers of sweet talk from the brothers Fu Cha and Lang Ya.

He was drunk to the point of being dizzy. If he hadn't taken into consideration that today was his wedding night, he would have probably been drunk to the ground by that group of people.

Wang Qin brought a sobering soup to Hongli to drink, and Hongli's eyes gradually became clear.

He took the wedding scale handed over by the matchmaker and lifted the bride's veil. What came into view was a stunningly beautiful face. The red color made Fu Cha Langya's already fair face even more delicate and as white as the bright moonlight.

The red lips make people's mouths dry and their eyes sparkle with tears.

Hongli was stunned on the spot. After teasing her, the matchmaker quickly handed the steamed bun in her hand to Hongli. Hongli scooped one with a spoon and handed it to Fucha Langya's mouth.

Fu Cha Langya opened her mouth and bit her teeth lightly. At this moment, Hongli's eyes were deep, and he wished he could block that cherry-like mouth with his fingers.

Fu Cha Lang Ya frowned, and Hong Li asked with a smile, "What?" Fu Cha Lang Ya was stunned for a moment, like a cute little rabbit, then nodded and said, "Born."

Hongli also smiled happily, "Fujin is right, give birth to a big fat boy."

The matchmaker kept saying auspicious things next to them. Feeling that the atmosphere in the room was becoming increasingly ambiguous and sticky, she took everyone out and closed the door.

Hongli described Fucha Langya inch by inch with his eyes, which made Fucha Langya feel very uncomfortable, as if someone was stripping her clothes off with his eyes. A blush climbed up Fucha Langya's face, making her look even more charming.

Hongli stretched out his hand and stroked Fucha Langya's earlobe, playing with it until it turned as red as blood before he moved his hand along the winding path.

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He looked at Fu Cha Langya's tearful appearance, and deep in his heart

The sadistic gene was aroused, and then... he saw Fu Cha Langya's wonderful expression as he wished.

Hongli, who was already inferior and conceited, experienced the joy of having a noble lady from a Manchu family be with him and enjoying his pleasure.

At this moment, his soul and body were clamoring for more, wanting to hear Fu Cha Langya beg him.

Hongli's soul and body were both trembling with unprecedented comfort. He kissed away the tears from Fucha Langya's eyes very gently, but he did not stop...

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The next day, Hongli got up with a satisfied look on his face. Fucha Langya was as soft as a pool of spring water, and there were still traces of Hongli's lack of restraint on her body.

Hongli couldn't help but feel moved by what he saw.

Seeing Hongli kissing her back again, Fucha Langya pretended to be woken up and pushed away Hongli's hands. "My Lord, I have to pay my respects to my mother and father today."

Listening to Fu Cha Langya's soft voice, Hongli could only smile and respond, "Okay, I'll go outside first, and wait for Madam to wash up before going to pay my respects together."

Hongli walked to the door and turned back to Fucha Langya and said, "Fujin's shy look is particularly pitiful."

Fu Cha Langya glared at Hongli in shame and anger, and Hongli laughed and strode away.

What a lustful, hungry ghost, he tormented her so much that she couldn't even lift her hands all night. Fu Cha Langya drank the spiritual spring water sent by 555, and her physical discomfort was relieved.