The daughter of the emperor is reborn, and the evil prince loves her very much

At this time, Rong Ziyu, who ran over, frowned when he heard his father's words, and looked at the Marquis's wife. The two of them never dared to mention this topic again.

"So what's going to happen next, father?"

Duke Rong glanced in the direction of the bridal chamber. "Since she has decided to leave and the ceremonies haven't been completed, your wedding doesn't count. If you want her to stay, you must spend the wedding night tonight. Otherwise—"

At this point, Duke Rong shouted outside, "Butler."

The butler came in from outside, bending over, "Master."

"Have you prepared what I asked you to prepare?"

The butler pulled out a small bottle from his bosom and raised it above his head. "Master, it's ready. I went to the brothel to buy it. The madam said that even the strongest woman can't escape the effects of this drug."

Duke Rong gestured to the butler to hand the matter over to his son, "I've given you the solution. The rest is up to you. Remember, if anyone dares to reveal a word about this matter, I will personally send him to hell."

Rong Ziyu took the medicine bottle, looked at his father leaving with his hands behind his back, gritted his teeth, and decided that he would succeed.

In the evening, Rong Ziyu put on a bright red wedding dress, slowly stepped into the yard, and slowly opened the door, "Xiaoci, I'm coming in."

Chu Ci, who was originally in a trance, was startled when he heard Rong Ziyu's voice.

Chunhua beside her was even more nervous. She could see that her master didn't seem to like this future son-in-law very much.

Chu Ci looked towards the door and saw Rong Ziyu still wearing her wedding dress, with a guilty look on her face and a bowl of chicken soup in her hand.

He walked over to Chu Ci and sat down directly. "Xiao Ci, I know I'm sorry for what happened today, but I was also framed by that little bitch Chu Xiao."

Chu Ci moved a chair to the side, "Prince, I know."

Rong Ziyu glanced at the empty chair that Chu Ci had vacated. Knowing that she was feeling uncomfortable, she didn't take it to heart. She placed the chicken soup on the table and said, "Mother said you haven't eaten all day. Have a bowl of chicken soup first. She has asked the kitchen to start cooking."

Chu Ci took a look at the chicken soup in front of him and could smell what was added to it from a distance.

She glanced at Rong Ziyu, took the chicken soup with both hands, and put it under her nose to pretend to smell it. "It smells so good. Thank you, Madam Guogong."

Chu Ci's eyes flashed, and he put the wine to his lips and began to drink slowly.

Chunhua noticed that her master looked at the bowl of chicken soup with a strange look in his eyes, and she knew that someone must have tampered with it.

Seeing that her master was about to drink it, Chunhua was so anxious that she kept pulling the handkerchief in her hands back and forth.

When Rong Ziyu saw Chu Ci wanted to drink chicken soup, a smile bloomed on his face.

Chu Ci took two sips and didn't dare to drink any more. She could clearly feel that the medicine in the bowl was extraordinary. If she couldn't detoxify it later, it would be a big problem.

Chu Ci put down the bowl of soup in his hand and started eating.

Rong Ziyu originally wanted Chu Ci to drink a little more, but when he thought about how he had already taken a few sips, he didn't insist.

Looking at the wine jug prepared on the table, Chu Ci personally poured wine for Rong Ziyu continuously, with all kinds of strange reasons.

After finishing the meal, Chu Ci glanced at Chun Hua. Chun Hua nodded and walked to the tea room. She poured two glasses of water and brought them up. "Young Master, please have some tea. Master, please have some tea."

Chunhua watched Rong Ziyu take a sip of tea, nodded at Chu Ci, turned around and left.

The corners of Chu Ci's mouth curled up slightly. He dared to use medicine on her. He was really waving a sword in front of Guan Gong. He didn't even look at who her master was.

After taking two sips of tea, Rong Ziyu saw that Chu Ci didn't seem to be resisting, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Xiaoci, I know it's my fault today, but you also know that I was framed. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Chu Ci smiled slightly and said nothing.

Seeing that Chu Ci was not very resistant to him, Rong Ziyu thought of his father's instructions and asked, "It's getting late. We should rest first. After all, today is our wedding night."

Chu Ci snorted coldly and silently calculated how many seconds were left in his mind.

Rong Ziyu slowly walked towards the bed, not forgetting to glance up and down at Chu Ci. Thinking of the graceful figure wrapped in the clothes and what was about to happen, he felt a burning sensation in his heart.

As soon as he reached the bed, Rong Ziyu suddenly fell onto it.

Chunhua, who was anxious, was frightened and took a step back, fearing that Rong Ziyu would rely on her.

Chu Ci looked coldly at Rong Ziyu who was half lying on the bed, and then looked at her own delicate hands. He was sleeping like a dead pig, and it was definitely impossible to pull him up.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and Chu Ci smiled.

She took off her shoes, got on the bed, adjusted her posture, gathered all her strength, and kicked Rong Ziyu.

Rong Ziyu was thrown to the ground, lying on his back with his legs spread out like a turtle sunbathing.

"That's a good kick. It seems Miss Chu is very experienced in this kind of thing." Before the voice fell, there was a burst of applause.

Chu Ci looked in the direction of the voice and was surprised to find that the person standing there was a familiar figure, whom he had just seen not long ago.

"Prince Rui? Why are you here?" Chu Ci asked, feeling very curious.

Prince Rui walked to Rong Ziyu's side and took a look. He found that Rong Ziyu had really lost his intuition. He kicked him twice out of worry, but Rong Ziyu didn't even react. Only then did he feel relieved.

However, after these two kicks, Lin Feng, the servant of Prince Rui, began to tremble. The young lady of the Chu family might not be able to see it, but he could see that his master was using his internal strength.

This prince from the Guo family is probably enough to make him suffer, but when did this prince offend his master? They don't seem to have any intersection!

"Passing by."

The words "King Rui" were said very simply, but Lin Feng's mouth corners were almost stretched to his ears.

It was obvious that the master came here eagerly, and all his skills were used on him. But when he saw the soft and delicate beauty, his temperament changed.

This is truly the first time in history.

"Just passing by?" Chu Ci looked at King Rui in confusion. Was this man insane? Passing by someone else's bedroom in the middle of the night? Wouldn't it be exciting if he saw something he shouldn't have?

Seeing that the time was almost up and there was no time to waste, Chu Ci glanced at Chunhua, who nodded and went out.

King Rui also gave Lin Feng a wink, and Lin Feng followed.

At this time, there were only two of them left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Chu Ci had no idea what King Rui meant or what he wanted to do.

"What do you want to do next?"

Chu Ci looked at Prince Rui warily, "Your Highness, why are you asking this?"

"Hmph! Prince Rong has allowed me to take such a great advantage, I must thank him very much?" Prince Rui said this with gritted teeth, his overwhelming hatred mixed with a hint of reluctance.

"I want to leave the Duke's Mansion. Our marriage shouldn't count in the first place."

Prince Rui looked at her deeply and said, "Don't regret it!"