On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

When Lin Zhen heard this, his heart suddenly tightened.

There have been so many things going on recently that I don’t know what’s going on.

He asked urgently, "What happened? Tell me quickly!"

Lin An's face looked very bad, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth.

"Sir, someone saw Young Master Lu kissing the maid Hou Ling in the palace. If this matter gets out, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of the palace!"

At this moment, Hou Chun, who had just walked in from the Moon Gate, was struck by lightning. His whole body froze instantly. In an instant, a surge of anger rose from the bottom of his heart, burning his cheeks red, and he ran quickly towards the inner courtyard.

"Lu Dehao!! I'll fucking kill you!!"

"Monkey, don't be impulsive!" Lin Zhen followed closely behind him and shouted at Lin An, "Old Lin, go get Fatty!"

"Yes!"

......

The palace has scattered courtyards and winding paths leading to secluded places.

Lu Dehao and Hou Ling were sitting by the stream at this moment, their hands tightly held together, their eyes full of tenderness and love.

"Ling'er, when do you think we can be together openly? Why don't you marry me, okay?" Lu Dehao gently squeezed Hou Ling's hand with a sly smile on his face.

Hou Ling's cheeks flushed, and she glanced at him angrily. She twirled her fingers around the hem of her clothes and shyly replied, "Didn't I already agree to this? You keep asking, aren't you annoying?"

When Lu Dehao heard this, his eyes lit up like stars. He took advantage of the situation and rubbed his head against Hou Ling's neck, grinning and saying, "I just want to hear you say it yourself. It's so sweet every time I hear it. Besides, I just want to confirm it. How can I, Lu Dehao, be so lucky to win the heart of our Ling'er?"

Hou Ling burst out laughing at his amusement, raised her hand and gently hit his head, and said coquettishly: "You are the only one who has a sweet mouth and knows how to coax people."

Lu Dehao sat up straighter and looked at Hou Ling seriously. "Before I go to Wuqing, I will ask the prince to marry you. We will have a grand wedding. I will let you wear the most beautiful wedding dress, the most dazzling jewelry, and live in the largest courtyard. Just wait and enjoy the happiness."

Hou Ling's eyes were filled with longing, yet she was also a little worried as she said, "But there's a huge gap between our social statuses, and your Duke's Mansion has so many rules. Can this work out?"

Lu Dehao put his arm around Hou Ling's shoulders and said confidently, "Don't worry. My father dotes on me the most. As long as I tell him I want to marry you, he will definitely agree. Besides, even if he doesn't agree, don't I still have my eldest brother? He will definitely speak on my side!"

Hou Ling nodded slightly, her heart filled with sweetness.

Seeing Hou Ling in such a good mood, Lu Dehao started to chatter again: "Ling'er, take off your shoes and socks. Let's sit by the stream and rest. We must be tired after walking all the way."

Hou Ling subconsciously looked around and saw that there was no one around. She bit her lower lip slightly, slowly bent down, and reached out to untie her shoes.

She was born pretty, and her shy look at this moment was even more charming. She was wearing a pink maid's dress, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming pink rose.

Her slender fingers gently took off her shoes, her movements were soft and slow, as if she was a little shy and nervous.

Soon, her shoes and socks were taken off together, revealing her white jade-like feet. Her toes were round and cute, as crystal clear as pearls, and her big toe was slightly raised, with a bit of playfulness.

The feet are slender and beautiful, the arch of the foot is elegant and natural, like a crescent moon, and the transition from heel to toe is just right, without a sense of abruptness.

The skin is delicate and smooth, with a faint pink glow, just like the petals of peach blossoms in spring, so delicate that it seems to be broken by a touch.

The stream rippled gently, and the splashing water wet the back of her feet. The water droplets rolled on her skin like scattered tiny pearls, making her feet even more beautiful.

Lu Dehao's eyes widened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed his saliva.

He simply lay down beside Hou Ling, slowly put his head in front of her feet, and admired them greedily, praising them non-stop: "Ling'er, your feet are so beautiful, they look like they were carved from jade."

Hou Ling blushed with shame, raised her hand and gently hit him, scolding him: "You bad guy, you just talk nonsense."

"Why don't you lift it up and let me have a taste!"

"Go to hell." Hou Ling rolled her eyes. "If you like it, I'll ask the kitchen to make you some pig's feet."

"What's so delicious about pig's feet? I just like to eat yours, really, give me a bite!" Lu Dehao was so greedy that he was drooling.

Seeing that he was determined to do so, Hou Ling looked back again.

Seeing that there was no one around, she gently lifted it up and put it to Lu Dehao's mouth.

Then just when Lu Dehao was about to have a big meal, Hou Chun suddenly rushed out.

"Lu Dehao!"

Lu Dehao was so frightened that he shuddered and sat up hurriedly. His face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of fear and panic after being caught having an affair.

Hou Ling was also frightened and turned pale. She tried to put on her shoes and socks in a panic, but she was shaking with panic and couldn't put them on properly.

Lin Zhen ran a few steps and grabbed Hou Chun.

"Monkey, don't be impulsive!" Lin Zhen looked at Lu Dehao and said, "Lu Dehao, do you know what you are doing? How can my Regent Palace be a place for you to have fun?!"

Lin Zhen said he was roaring, but he was not actually that angry.

Because he already knew that Hou Ling could not resist Lu Dehao's offensive and would definitely fall in love with him.

But he never expected that Lu Dehao would lick feet in broad daylight!

This not only damages the reputation of the palace, but is also a great insult to the identity of the son of a duke of another country!

Once Lu Buting finds out about this, the marriage will definitely be called off!

Lu Dehao protected Hou Ling behind him, his expression slightly embarrassed: "Brother, I... Ling'er has agreed to marry me."

"What!??"

Lin Zhen didn't say anything, and Hou Chun immediately became anxious.

He looked at his beloved sister and shouted in pain, "Ling'er, did you really agree to him?"

"I..." Hou Ling had never seen such a scene before. After being yelled at by her brother twice, she was about to burst into tears.

Lu Dehao quickly turned around and gently wiped away her tears with his dark hands.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"You're still pretending?" Lin Zhen said angrily, "Dehao, Fatty was soft-hearted and didn't let you go to Dai County, but you took the opportunity to flirt with Ling'er. You're quite capable, kid. When did you learn how to sneak around?"

"Brother, I'm sorry. I really like Ling'er. She's the only one I'll marry in this life!"

"no......"

Hou Chun didn't care what Lu Dehao said. He kept looking at his sister with red eyes.

"Ling'er, do you really like this bastard?"

Ling'er clutched her dress and said timidly, "He's not a bastard..."

"This man who only knows how to listen to music in brothels and lick women's feet all day, what else can he be but a bastard?"

"He... he is my husband..."