On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

When Sima Chunlei thinks of her childhood, she always gets immersed in it.

At that time, she was carefree. Her home had everything she needed and she grew up happily with the company of her father and mother.

Suddenly one day, my father Sima Zhong was punished by his superior for some matter and was sent to the border.

When Sima Chunlei heard the news, she felt like the sky was falling.

From that moment on, she wanted to do something to help her father.

So she began to study music, chess, calligraphy, painting, politics, and psychology hard, hoping that when she grew up she could marry into the royal family and help her father pave the way for advancement.

The opportunity came. The old and foolish dog emperor finally died, and the new emperor ascended the throne.

He was about the same age as himself, and his father was once again valued because of his connections with Lin Zhenxian, and was promoted all the way to the position of Imperial Censor.

She also began to spread rumors, saying that the daughter of the Sima family was ugly, short, had a bad temper, liked to kill and beat people, and was a complete tigress.

Well, over time, no one dared to propose marriage anymore.

I can finally leave my best things to the emperor.

Everything was arranged so smoothly and beautifully.

But this annoying new emperor was slow to choose a concubine and spent the whole day flirting with the young master of the Gu family.

What is it!

I thought she was someone who liked Long Yang, but suddenly one day, the news of the concubine selection came.

Sima Chunlei knew that this was her best and only chance. As long as she could successfully enter the palace and serve the emperor in bed, and then get pregnant, her position as queen would be a sure thing.

But the accident happened again.

This emperor is actually a woman!

And the one who took her body was none other than the dandy whom she hated the most and the ugliest looking one, Lin Zhen!

How can a scum like that touch my body?

But we must always accept what we should accept and what we shouldn’t accept.

Lin Zhen's appearance and what happened later made Sima Chunlei feel a light rising in her heart. She began to look forward to Lin Zhen's arrival day and night, even if it made her pose in a shy posture every time.

He also promised himself that he would let his father take the position of prime minister.

Isn't this what I have always been looking forward to?

But why?

Why can't I be happy?

I am clearly prepared to die in the palace, so why am I still hoping that Lin Zhen can spend more time with me?

Before I knew it, a crystal teardrop slid down my cheek.

Xueqi was still lying on her lap, her eyes revealing a hint of hesitation and concern. She asked softly, "My Lady, don't be sad. When are you going to tell the Master about you and the Prince?"

Upon hearing this, Sima Chunlei tapped the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, shook her head gently, and curled her lips into a bitter smile: "Do you think that if I don't tell you, my father won't know? In fact, he knows everything, he just didn't say it."

"Will the master agree? You are the emperor's concubine!"

"The current emperor of Daqian is not so much the Murong family as it is my husband. Father understands this and simply turns a blind eye. Anyway, no matter what happens, as long as there is no rebellion, the Sima family's position will be stable."

Sima Chunlei sighed, "But now that His Majesty has revealed his female identity, the situation in the harem has changed dramatically. Aside from Gu Zhen and me, the other concubines are all suffering from loneliness, and there's no guarantee they won't do anything to win your husband's favor. I heard from people outside that a few days ago, when my husband entered the palace to accompany His Majesty for a walk in the back garden, a concubine had the audacity to go over and pretend to encounter him. Although neither my husband nor His Majesty said anything, they both felt a little disgusted by the matter.

A few days ago, when I was dining with His Majesty, I heard her say that she wanted to send all the concubines back. It seems that it was because of that concubine who pretended to have an accidental encounter that the trouble started."

Xueqi opened her mouth wide: "Ah? Are they really going to send all the concubines back? This will chill the ministers' hearts."

"That's right, so I suggest Your Majesty not to do that for now. It would be better to ask your husband for his opinion."

Sima Chunlei's voice gradually deepened, as if she was pondering something important. "After all, with the concubine here, we can still stabilize the situation. If the harem were empty, ministers would undoubtedly submit petitions requesting the selection of a male favorite for Your Majesty. At that time, your husband would undoubtedly be displeased."

Xueqi frowned slightly and sighed softly: "Alas, Your Majesty has considered everything, but she still can't conceive. I even suspect it's because of the prince's body..."

Sima Chunlei's eyes glared, and she reached out to pinch Xueqi's chin, saying in a tone that was neither angry nor angry, "What nonsense are you talking about, you silly girl? Are you also thinking about love? Do you want to wait until I get pregnant so that my husband can have sex with you?"

Xueqi was suddenly embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, and she shook her head hurriedly: "No! Madam, I have absolutely no such intention."

Sima Chunlei stared at her for a while, then released her hand and regained some composure in her tone, "It seems your husband has no intention of keeping you as his wife. How about I send you away so you can find a good family while you're still young?"

Xueqi was so frightened when she heard this that she kowtowed repeatedly, tears in her eyes: "No, Madam, even if I don't have sex with the prince, I will accompany you for the rest of my life. I will not leave!"

Her voice was tearful, full of determination and resoluteness.

Sima Chunlei's originally cold face softened instantly.

Humph, you are quite loyal, little girl.

"I was just saying it casually, why are you so nervous?" She reached out and stroked Xueqi's hair. "Don't worry, I'll help you if I get a chance. My husband is not a cold-blooded person. He won't watch you die alone."

After saying this, Sima Chunlei looked out the window again, her thoughts drifting away, as if she had returned to the time when she first met Lin Zhen.

It was night that day. When he was kneeling, he did not see Lin Zhen's face, but only saw a tall figure from behind.

Later he hid in the quilt and hooked his finger at himself.

come.

At that moment, Sima Chunlei felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

From then on, her heart was completely devoted to Lin Zhen.

Seeing that her master had fallen into deep thought again, Xueqi stood up silently and stood aside, not daring to disturb her with any words.

The room fell silent again, broken only by the occasional crackling of the candlelight.

After a long while, Sima Chunlei said softly, "Let's go to the side hall. I want to play a song today."

Xueqi responded and quickly took the cloak and put it on her.

Sima Chunlei walked to the piano table in the side hall, sat down slowly, and gently opened the piano score.

Her fingers stroked the strings, tuning them, producing a pleasant humming sound.

Then he took a deep breath and began to play.

The sound of the piano is long and leisurely, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, or a breeze blowing through the woods, but when you listen carefully, it is filled with endless sorrow and longing.

The song ended, the lingering sound was still there, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of Sima Chunlei's eye, dripping onto the strings of the piano, splashing small water droplets.

At this moment, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the palace.

Sima Chunlei's heart moved, thinking that Lin Zhen had come, and she hurriedly got up to fix her makeup.

But after waiting for a while, no one came in.

It turned out to be a night patrol guard passing by.

Her eyes dimmed again, and she sat back down at the piano, her fingers unconsciously plucking the strings.

Xueqi felt distressed upon seeing this and softly advised, "My Lady, it's getting late. You should get some rest early and don't hurt yourself."

Sima Chunlei shook her head: "I can't sleep, please go down and let me be alone."

Xueqi hesitated to speak, finally bowed and retreated.

Sima Chunlei sat alone in front of the piano until late at night, when the candlelight gradually went out. She slowly got up and dragged her tired body back to the bedroom.

She lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, with her eyes open, looking at the curtains above the bed, Lin Zhen's figure still in her mind.

She knew that this was another sleepless night, and she didn't know how many nights like this would be repeated.

Suddenly, Sima Chunlei felt a big hand hugging her.

"Chun'er, you played the song very well."