The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

After Yinzhen finished entertaining the guests and returned to the bridal chamber drunkenly, Qingyin sat up straight again at the suggestion of Songzhi and Dongmei. Then Yinzhen and Qingyin were the only ones left in the bridal chamber.

The red wedding dress made Yinzhen, who already had outstanding looks, even more handsome. Even the redness on his face caused by drunkenness did not make him look ugly but instead added a bit of charm.

The eyes hidden by the red veil were terribly cold, but Yinzhen said gently: "Since I have married you, I will treat you well for the rest of my life, Shilan."

Before Qingyin could hear these extremely gentle words, the veil on her head was lifted.

After her eyes were dazzled by the sudden light, a young man with handsome eyebrows and phoenix eyes appeared in front of her.

What caught him off guard was a captivating face.

"You..." Yinzhen's behavior became a little slow. The drunkenness on his face just now seemed to have invaded his entire brain. Otherwise, how could he see a peerless beauty sitting on his bed, with a face like a peach blossom, fingers like green onions, thousands of black hair tied into a bright red bun, and a pair of affectionate eyes with a bit of shyness, both lustful and pure. Not only did the stunning appearance fascinate him, but the pair of noble and arrogant eyes also revealed a deep obsession.

Looking at the familiar infatuated look in the man's eyes, Qingyin suddenly didn't care. She even felt a little disgusted when she thought of what the man had done to her original body in her previous life.

"Your Majesty, your concubine..."

The pleasant voice woke Yinzhen up. With a gloomy look on his face, he covered Qingyin's red lips, which were stained with a little bit of color because of her talking, with his hand, and said in a soft voice: "Shilan calls me husband."

"Master~" Qingyin lowered her head pretending to be shy, so that no one could see the grudge look in her eyes.

Yinzhen thought she was just shy, and he hugged this delicate body that felt great to the touch around the waist. Holding her in his arms, she was soft, fragrant and warm, and all this made Yinzhen's heart seem to boil and beat like thunder. This unprecedented, intense, fiery emotion surged like waves on the sea. It turned out that love in this world can also exist at first sight and without any reason.

Under Qingyin's gaze, Yinzhen gently took off Qingyin's bun, headdress, and clothes... His movements were extremely gentle, yet with a hint of irresistibility. Looking at the subtle affection in Qingyin's eyes, Yinzhen blew out the bright red candle.

On the wedding night, the wind and rain start to blow.

The heavy rain that had been falling all night finally stopped in the early morning of the next day.

When Qingyin woke up, the bed next to her had already become cold and Yinzhen had already woken up and left.

"Miss, the prince has gone to court." Songzhi said happily as she looked at Qingyin who had just woken up.

"Why call me Miss? Now you should call me Master." Dongmei patted Songzhi happily before looking at Qingyin through the white curtain.

Qingyin nodded, "Are you going to visit Fu Jin now?"

"No need, master. The prince said that he pitied your poor health and asked you to rest for a few days before going." Songzhi answered happily. The master should be spoiled and pampered, Songzhi thought as a matter of course.

Qingyin raised her hand to signal the two men to come in and help her wash up. The ambiguous look on her body and the traces of fresh red made the two men blush and also made them complain to the prince that the prince was not gentle enough for such a precious master.

In fact, they misunderstood Yinzhen. Qingyin's skin had become extremely tender since her change, and the slightest bump would leave some red marks, which made Yinzhen distressed when he woke up one night. He asked Su Peisheng to send all the precious secret ointments in the palace to Qingyin's yard, which shocked Su Peisheng. You know, this is an excellent secret medicine for treating external injuries, and now it is being used for the concubine, isn't it a waste of talent!

While Su Peisheng delivered the prepared medicine to Qingyin's courtyard, he also elevated the status of Concubine Nian. Even Concubine Rou before had not allowed the prince to do this. Tsk tsk, Concubine Nian is not a simple person. It seems that the sky in the prince's mansion is very important.

After finishing her breakfast, Qingyin looked at her slightly heaving belly and squinted her eyes comfortably. She had taken the fertility pill in advance, so because of the system's intervention, Fupei, who had accidentally left in her previous life, would return to her belly. Not wanting to take a detour or delay, Qingyin directly used technology to put the unsprouted bun in her pocket, and lay comfortably on the chaise longue to accept the knocking, pounding and pressing of the maids. She was bound to become the most enjoyable person in Prince Yong's mansion.

During this period, Yinzhen only went to Qingyin's Qingtaiyuan, and each time he went there, he would stay there for a month. He kept delaying the visit, and Yinzhen was so unwilling to let Qingyin see those concubines that he exempted her from paying respects to the concubine because of Qingyin's illness, which made Yixiu so angry that her headache worsened.

Feng Ruozhao, who was still looking forward to the prince's arrival, also lost his composure and became jealous.

Today, Qingyin was enjoying her favorite crab roe pastry and rose milk pastry on a table full of delicious dishes as usual. Influenced by her original personality, Qingyin also preferred salty and slightly sweet food in this small world. She ate it with relish, and Yinzhen also watched with relish, as if he was the one eating the meal he liked. Looking at Qingyin eating snacks one bite after another, Yinzhen suddenly understood where Nian Gengyao's sister-con personality came from. Who would not spoil a treasure like Shilan?

But at this moment, a graceful and moving piano sound was heard. Yinzhen frowned tightly and looked in that direction with a stern voice.

Qingyin was a little surprised. The person next door was Princess Feng Ruozhao, who had been wanting to visit her for the past few days, but was rejected by her on the grounds that she was not feeling well. Now she couldn't sit still?

Seeing Qingyin's curious eyes, Yinzhen became even angrier. Shilan was young and naive, how could she know all these twists and turns? Thinking of that ambitious princess, Yinzhen glared at Su Peisheng. Su Peisheng felt helpless. He was also secretly angry at Feng Gege who did not stay out of the spotlight and was stupid. How stupid! She was so spoiled but still acted like a demon. She deserved it.

After receiving the hint, Su Peisheng left quietly during the conversation between the prince and Qingyin.

Qingyin pretended not to notice Su Peisheng leaving and continued to eat her sweet pumpkin and barley porridge.

After playing for a long time and looking at the empty door, Feng Ruozhao angrily threw the xylophone in his hand. Su Peisheng happened to see the whole thing and his eyes were full of contempt.

Su Peisheng said with a fake smile: "Princess, you must hope that you brought this zither yourself. Otherwise, it might be broken in the mansion and you will have to repair it yourself."

Feng Ruozhao had just seen that it was the prince's personal eunuch who came, and before he could be happy, he was immediately insulted by these words. Seeing that Eunuch Su was so rude, Feng Ruozhao knew that he had disliked the prince. The courage he had before was completely dispelled, and he became unusually quiet and honest under Su Peisheng's continuous beatings.