On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Wushe was so excited that he almost cried!

He carefully raised his arms, wanting to hold Lijie tighter in his arms.

The skinny hand, trembling slightly, first gently wrapped around her shoulders, and only when he saw that she did not resist did he dare to slowly tighten his grip.

His chin rested lightly on the top of Lijie's head, and he smelled the faint fragrance of her hair. He felt that his life had never been so perfect.

"Lijie..." His voice was hoarse, filled with deep affection.

"Hmm?" Li Jie leaned on his shoulder and responded lazily.

"You're even more beautiful than when you were nineteen, on the black-sailed boats along the Qinhuai River in Jinling." Wushe's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying the mellowness of someone who had experienced many hardships. "Back then, you were like a sword unsheathed, sharp and dazzling. Now, you're like a piece of gentle jade, its brilliance reserved, yet even more captivating."

His hand on her shoulder, his fingertips unconsciously sliding across the delicate skin on the back of her neck with a careful, cherishing touch.

Lijie's body trembled slightly, and a tingling sensation spread from the back of her neck.

She didn't dodge, but rubbed her head against his shoulder, like a lazy cat, and said in a voice with a hint of coquettishness: "Slippery tongue... so frivolous..."

But her ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, like ripe cherries.

Wushe watched her rarely reveal her little girlish demeanor, and his love grew even stronger. The hand that had been placed neatly on her shoulder began to slide restlessly downwards, its fingertips tentatively tracing the graceful curve of her back, feeling the touch of her soft skin through the thin fabric.

"Li Jie..." His voice lowered, with a hint of suppressed desire and cunning, "So are we in love now?"

Li Jie suddenly raised her head, her face flushed, and she glared at him with shame and anger: "Old man! In broad daylight! What nonsense are you thinking about?"

She made a move to push him away.

Wu Tongue was like a piece of taffy, and his arms tightened even more. He chuckled and said, "Hehehe, who told you to be so seductive? Do you want to try my Er Yang Finger again?"

"Shut up!" Li Jie's face instantly turned red enough to bleed! She covered Wu Tong's mouth in shame and anger, her eyes flustered, yet with a hint of embarrassment at having her heart spoken.

"Stop talking! If you keep talking nonsense... I... I'll twist off your ears!" She spoke fiercely, but the hand covering her tongueless mouth had no strength.

Wushe's mouth was covered by her hand, but his eyes curved into crescents with a smile, and he mumbled incoherently: "Mmm...Okay...I won't say it...I won't say it..."

He took advantage of the situation and grabbed Li Jie's hand that was covering his mouth, pulled it to his lips, and gave a loud "smack" kiss on the back of her fair hand!

"You!" Li Jie pulled her hand back suddenly as if she was scalded, feeling embarrassed and angry, and raised her hand as if to hit.

Wushe was prepared, and he leaned back with a smile and dodged.

He looked at Li Jie's face which was flushed, shy, angry but more charming, and his heart was filled with great satisfaction and a kind of pride of "an old man still having the passion of youth".

Wushe was eating and couldn't help but secretly glance up at Lijie.

Seeing that she looked calm and had a smile on her lips, he became bolder again.

His skinny hand, like a thief, reached out from under the table very slowly, little by little, and gently placed on the back of Lijie's hand on her leg.

This time, Lijie didn't dodge or slap away.

She just turned her head slightly and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and the curve of her mouth deepened.

The hand held by Wushe gently shook back almost imperceptibly.

Lin Zhen and Murong Yan outside the window were completely stunned at this moment!

Especially Murong Yan, when she looked at Wushe's wretched look with "evil intentions still attached" and thought of his usual seriousness, a feeling of anger of being disappointed in him surged in her heart, and she couldn't help but spit in a low voice.

"This old guy! He's so dishonest!"

Although the sound was not loud, it was like thunder in the quiet courtyard!

"who?!"

Inside the house, Wushe's lustful expression disappeared instantly!

Instead, there was a kind of coldness and brutality, like a poisonous snake whose territory had been invaded!

He shouted, his reaction incredibly fast!

The words have not yet been spoken!

"boom--!!!"

A loud bang!

The wooden window covered with mulberry paper exploded instantly as if it had been detonated from the inside by explosives!

Countless wood chips and shredded paper shot out like a rainstorm!

A gray shadow shot out from the exploded window like a ghost!

Extremely fast!

The strong wind blew away the veil of Murong Yan's hat outside the window!

It’s tongueless!

He was in mid-air, his eyes as fast as lightning, instantly locking onto the two peepers outside the window!

Especially when he saw the woman with a familiar figure and wearing a veil, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes!

No matter who it is, anyone who dares to spy on the secret between him and Lijie must die!

"Looking for death!" Wushe roared, and his skinny palm instantly turned as black as ink, carrying a cold and biting fishy wind. He slapped Murong Yan's crown with a palm in the air without mercy!

This palm contains the pure strength he has accumulated over decades, and is enough to break monuments and split rocks!

"Yan'er, be careful!" Lin Zhen's face changed drastically!

He never expected Wushe to react so violently and attack so ruthlessly!

In a flash, he had no time to think and instinctively rushed in front of Murong Yan, facing Wushe's hand with his right palm and slamming it hard!

"boom--!!!"

A dull thunder-like bang exploded in the small courtyard!

When the two palms intersected, the air waves exploded like substance!

The flowers and plants in the yard were destroyed in an instant!

dusty!

Lin Zhen only felt an overwhelming and irresistible force crashing towards him like an iceberg!

He groaned and took three steps back, each step leaving a clear footprint on the bluestone slab!

My entire right arm instantly became numb, my blood was boiling, my throat felt sweet, and I almost vomited blood!

I was shocked: this old eunuch's skills are so unfathomable!

Wushe just swayed slightly and landed steadily on the ground.

He was about to pounce on them again and kill these two daring "thieves" with his bare hands!

However, when his sharp gaze swept over the woman who was protected by Lin Zhen, whose veil had been blown away by the palm wind, revealing her true face...

The brutality and murderous intent on Wushe's face froze in an instant!

It's like being poured with a basin of ice water from head to toe!

That face... that stunning face he had served for over a decade, a face so familiar to him that it couldn't be more familiar...

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?!!"

Wu Tongue felt like being struck by lightning!

My whole body was shaking!

The blood instantly drained from that withered old face, turning as pale as paper!

His eyes were filled with extreme fear, disbelief and humiliation!

"Pfft!"

Without any hesitation, Wushe's knees softened and he fell heavily to his knees on the ground covered with sawdust and dust!

His forehead hit the bluestone slab with a "dong" sound, and his voice was trembling:

"Your Majesty! This old slave deserves death! This old slave deserves death a thousand times!"