On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

"Husband!"

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the softest part of Murong Yan's heart, the part that most desired to be understood!

The unconditional support, deep tolerance, absolute protection and support made her burst into tears instantly!

The huge sense of happiness and the trembling of her soul being understood made her feel weak all over!

She suddenly broke free from his embrace, turned around, and threw herself into his warm arms like a fledgling seeking shelter. She wrapped her arms tightly around his strong and thin waist, buried her hot cheeks in his solid chest, and greedily breathed in his breath, which made her feel extremely at ease.

Her voice was choked with sobs, but filled with extreme satisfaction and love:

"I... I have received such love and trust from my husband in this life... It is truly the greatest... the greatest fortune in the world! Even if I could enjoy a vast kingdom... it would not be as good as a glance from my husband!"

She raised her beautiful face, which was tearful yet radiant, her eyes filled with endless infatuation and desire!

No words needed.

Lin Zhen's eyes were filled with indescribable tenderness and cherishment. He lowered his head slightly, and his warm lips accurately captured her red lips that were pursed up on their own initiative and were as delicate as petals, ready to cover them with that sweetness.

At this moment of lingering affection and intertwined breaths——

"oops!"

A short, surprised and frightened cry suddenly sounded at the door of the bedroom!

It's like a huge rock being thrown into a calm lake!

Lin Zhen and Murong Yan separated their bodies almost at the same time as if they had been electrocuted!

The sudden separation was accompanied by a hint of embarrassment at being seen!

Murong Yan was filled with shame and anger. She suddenly turned her head to look at the source of the voice, her beautiful eyes wide open. With a hint of anger at being disturbed, she shouted harshly, "Mushu Yue! You damned girl! How could you not even inform me before entering the house?! You have no manners at all! Do you want to scare me to death?!"

Musk Moon was seen holding a jade basin filled with warm rose bath water. As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, she happened to witness the passionate scene between the emperor and the empress. She was so shocked that she was at a loss and almost dropped the jade basin in her hand to the ground!

She knelt hurriedly on the ground, her smooth forehead almost touching the soft carpet, her voice trembling with panic:

"I know my crime! I deserve to die! I just wanted to help Your Majesty bathe, but when I saw no one in the corridor outside, I thought Your Majesty was still in the front hall..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, as thin as a mosquito's.

Murong Yan looked at Musk Moon kneeling on the ground and trembling, and the anger on her face subsided a little, but there was still a hint of annoyance between her brows.

"Never mind!" She waved her hand. "Get up. Considering this is your first offense and today is your big day, I'll let you go this time."

She deliberately emphasized the word "big day" and raised the corner of her mouth in an ambiguous and indescribable arc.

Musk Moon felt relieved as if she had been pardoned. She kowtowed quickly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me!"

Then he stood up tremblingly, but still kept his head down and dared not raise it, and his cheeks were as red as boiled shrimps.

Murong Yan stood up, and gracefully straightened her slightly disheveled clothes. She said to the little palace maid in the mirror who was almost curled up into a ball, "Come here."

There was no emotion in her voice.

Musk Moon did not dare to delay, and hurriedly took small steps, lowered her head, and moved to the dressing table.

Murong Yan's gaze lingered playfully on the white, slender, and graceful neck of Musk Moon, which was revealed when she lowered her head.

She reached out and gently took Lin Zhen's arm, bringing him closer to Musk Moon.

Then, she actually - very naturally, with a bit of a wicked and mischievous smile, took Lin Zhen's broad and warm big hand!

As Musk Moon lowered her eyes to watch, Murong Yan guided Lin Zhen's hand, and with an unquestionable and even somewhat demonstrative gesture, she moved it straight and slowly to the center of Musk Moon's back, which was straightened due to nervousness and was wearing a light pink palace maid's uniform!

Under the soft and smooth fabric, the touch of the girl's warm skin was clearly transmitted to Lin Zhen's palm.

The unimaginable stimulation and pressure brought by the forcibly placed big palm made the defenseless Musk Moon feel like being hit by the most terrifying electric current!

I felt an indescribable wave of fear, shame, panic and unknown trembling sweeping over my body in an instant!

"Well--!"

A short, almost silent cry emanated from Musk Moon's mouth!

The body suddenly went limp as if all the bones and strength were drained away in an instant!

The whole person swayed violently like an autumn leaf in the wind, his legs went limp, and he actually collapsed directly onto the warm wool carpet next to him!

Fortunately, Murong Yan reacted very quickly and supported her elbow with her other hand in time, preventing her from falling to the ground in a mess!

"Hahahaha-!"

Seeing Musk Moon's panic-stricken, embarrassed and miserable look, Murong Yan couldn't hold back any longer and burst into a hearty laugh that was crisp, bright, and full of evil humor and triumph!

She doubled over with laughter, and the entire chamber was filled with her laughter, as unbridled as a silver bell. That laughter echoed back and forth between the hazy and luxurious gauze curtains and candlelight.

Lin Zhen was also a little embarrassed by this sudden situation and Musk Moon's reaction. Looking at his hand that was forcibly "pressed" on the girl's back by Murong Yan, which seemed extremely abrupt at this moment, and then looking at his wife who was laughing so hard that her body was shaking, he felt both angry and amused.

He shook his head helplessly, gently pulled his hand back, and tapped Murong Yan's smooth and plump forehead with his fingers:

"You little bitch!" Her tone was filled with indulgent helplessness. "Look at you, how scared she is! If you keep up this nonsense, you'll ruin everything!"

Murong Yan was still laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe. She held her stomach and managed to stop laughing. Her eyes and eyebrows were full of excitement and mischief.

She pulled Musk Moon, who was staggering, her cheeks burning like smoke, and her head almost buried in her chest, and deliberately put on a stern face, pretending to be majestic: "Musk Moon!"

Musk Moon was like a frightened bird. She straightened her back immediately (although her legs were still weak), lowered her head and dared not raise it, making a sound not much louder than a mosquito: "Slave...slave is here..."

"Listen!" Murong Yan's voice was three parts smiling, and seven parts the unquestionable pressure of an empress. "Being favored by my husband is a blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes. Wait, you must serve him wholeheartedly! Use all your skills! If you are not attentive in the slightest and offend my husband..."

At this point, she deliberately dragged out her tone, her eyes narrowed, like a fox staring at its prey:

"Even the slightest dissatisfaction!"

Her voice suddenly turned cold, like ice in the coldest days of winter, piercing Musk Moon's heart:

"You better watch your skin!"

The last few words were almost uttered through gritted teeth, carrying a chilling chill.

"I obey your command." Musk Moon's whole body trembled violently, and she didn't know whether she was happy or afraid.

Murong Yan nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this, and withdrew the oppressive pressure as if it were a blessing.

She turned back to Lin Zhen, her face instantly regaining the charming charm of a young woman. She took his hand and said softly, "Husband, this little girl is shy and can't stand being teased. But don't worry, husband, I'll be there to help you later!"

She deliberately emphasized the word "help you", and the meaning was self-evident.

Then, under Musk Moon's terrified gaze, Murong Yan once again very naturally, with irresistible guidance and mischievous interest, gently grasped Lin Zhen's wrist, pulling the hand that belonged to the most powerful man in the world...

He rubbed Musk Moon's back, which was trembling violently and as tight as a bowstring, very slowly and with a sense of control!

"Ugh...!"

Musk Moon could no longer control herself, and from the depths of her throat came a desperate, suppressed, broken whimper like that of a wounded little animal.

The whole body trembled violently!

Like a young sprout poured with boiling water, it instantly collapsed!

This time, there was no one to help me.