On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Just as Musk Moon was about to struggle down, Lin Zhen's big hand had already naturally moved up along the line of her slender legs in dark blue trousers, feeling the tight and elastic skin through the fabric with a burning temperature.

"Prince! Don't!" Musk Moon panicked instantly, her body tensed, her voice filled with tears and extreme panic. She tried to hold down Lin Zhen's mischievous hands while begging repeatedly.

"Please, please let me go! Your Majesty really has something urgent waiting for you inside, and we can't delay any longer! I beg you! Please!"

Seeing Musk Moon's face pale with fear and about to cry, a mischievous smile flashed in Lin Zhen's eyes.

He didn't really intend to do anything, he just wanted to tease this young girl who had just been promoted and was still a little shy.

Seeing her reaction so intensely, Lin Zhen withdrew his hand and loosened his grip on her.

"Alright, alright, look how scared you are." Lin Zhen smiled and patted her cheek, "I was just teasing you. Get up."

Musk Moon slid down from the table in a hurry as if she had been pardoned, and tidied her wrinkled clothes and hair. Her little face was still flushed, and she looked at Lin Zhen with lingering fear, her eyes full of anger and fear.

Lin Zhen stopped teasing her, turned around, and, led by the frightened Musk Moon, passed through a moon-shaped door with pearl curtains and entered the back hall of the bedroom.

The back hall is warmer and more private than the front hall, and the light is much softer.

The huge phoenix bed was half-covered by bright yellow gauze curtains.

Murong Yan was not lying on the bed. Instead, she was wearing a plain white silk underdress, with her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall. She was sitting with her back to the door in front of a rosewood dressing table inlaid with a huge Atlantic mercury mirror.

A little palace maid who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a light pink palace maid's uniform and with two buns on her hair, was standing carefully behind Murong Yan, holding a jade comb in her hand, and combing the empress's long hair with clumsy movements.

As Lin Zhen entered the back hall, Murong Yan's cold voice, with a hint of laziness and displeasure, came from the direction of the dressing mirror. She did not turn around:

"You're here? You didn't even bother to come in and see me, but instead you're teasing my six concubines? Prince Lin, you're acting even more arrogant than I am. What's the logic behind this?"

Lin Zhen's gaze first fell on the little palace maid.

When the little palace maid heard Murong Yan's words, her hands trembled with fear, and the comb almost fell. She turned around hurriedly and knelt on the ground facing Lin Zhen with a plop. Her voice was trembling with childishness: "This servant pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Get up." Lin Zhen waved his hand casually.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The little palace maid felt relieved and quickly got up, standing aside with her hands hanging down, her face pale.

Murong Yan still didn't turn around, and continued to speak to her reflection in the mirror (where she could see Lin Zhen): "Muyue is different now. She has to manage the Six Shangs and the Internal Affairs Bureau (the eunuch agency). She's busy all day long. She can only come back to accompany me at night and help me wash and dress in the morning. I have to have someone by my side to serve me personally, right? Look, I just picked someone who is quite smart..."

Before she finished speaking, the little palace maid was probably too nervous, and her hand holding the comb shook, and the comb teeth accidentally caught a strand of Murong Yan's hair and pulled it gently!

"Ouch!" Murong Yan felt pain, took a deep breath, and then became furious!

She turned around abruptly, her eyebrows raised, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and pointed at the young maid and shouted, "You stupid, blind thing! You're so clumsy! Do you want to hurt me to death?! Or do you want to take this opportunity to murder me?!"

The little maidservant was so frightened that her soul was about to be shattered. She fell heavily to her knees with a plop, her forehead pressed against the cold floor tiles. Her whole body was shaking like a sieve, and her voice was filled with desperate sobs: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please spare me! I deserve to die! I deserve to die! Please, Your Majesty, spare me! I didn't mean to do it! I really didn't mean to do it! Your Majesty, please spare me!"

Murong Yan's anger was still there, her chest heaving, and she was obviously upset by the sudden pain and clumsiness.

"Alright, alright," Lin Zhen stepped forward and tried to smooth things over calmly. "As a young lady, you've just started serving, so it's natural for you to be nervous. Get up, and be more careful next time."

He raised his hand towards the little palace maid.

The little palace maid, as if grasping a lifeline, raised her head with tears in her eyes and kowtowed repeatedly to Lin Zhen: "Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me! I will never dare to do it again! Never again!"

She got up trembling, retreated to the corner, and dared not move forward again.

Lin Zhen walked to the dressing table and picked up the jade comb that had fallen on the dressing table.

He stood behind Murong Yan, looking at the beautiful face in the mirror, which looked even more radiant and charming due to a slight anger, but also had a hint of fatigue.

He stretched out his hand naturally, gently gathered Murong Yan's long black hair that was scattered on her shoulders, and combed it gently with a jade comb, as if he was soothing a cat with its fur standing on end.

"What's wrong with you lately? Why are you so bad-tempered?" Lin Zhen's voice was low and gentle, with a subtle hint of concern. "You get so angry over the slightest thing?"

Murong Yan looked at Lin Zhen's focused and gentle profile in the mirror, feeling the comfort of her hair being gently combed, and the anger in her chest dissipated unknowingly.

But she refused to give in. She rolled her eyes at Lin Zhen in the mirror and snorted softly, "Hmph! You're the only one who's kind and gentle! I'm the Son of Heaven! When the Emperor is angry, millions of people will die! I can kill anyone I want! She's just a little palace maid, clumsy, so I can kill her. What's the big deal?"

"Oh?" Lin Zhen put down the jade comb and suddenly wrapped his arms around Murong Yan's slender and soft waist from behind. His chin rested lightly on her fragrant shoulder, his warm breath spraying on her sensitive earlobe. His voice was filled with a hint of dangerous ambiguity, "So, are you going to kill me? Hmm?"

Murong Yan's body stiffened slightly at his sudden affectionate gesture, and then a tingling sensation spread from her ears. She subconsciously mobilized her internal energy, and her body trembled slightly!

A gentle yet overwhelming power instantly surged out of her body, rippling out like water waves!

Lin Zhen felt as if his arms, wrapped around him, were gently pushed apart by an invisible wall of air. He involuntarily loosened his grip and took a half step back. A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes, then turned into an appreciative smile. "Wow? Your internal energy has improved! It seems my Yan'er has trained quite well! Now, killing me is truly as easy as pie."

Murong Yan looked at Lin Zhen's slightly surprised expression in the mirror, and proudly raised her delicate chin. Like a proud phoenix, she snorted softly, "Humph! Of course! Killing you right now is as easy as crushing an ant!"

She deliberately put on an attitude of looking down on the world, but there was a hint of pride and showing off of a little woman in her eyes.

Looking at her adorable appearance, Lin Zhen couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, "Yes, yes, Your Majesty is unrivaled in the world! But..." He changed the subject and said jokingly, "If I die, there will be no one to protect your kingdom for you, okay?"

"Stop talking to me about these useless things!" Murong Yan was hit in the heart by him, her pretty face flushed slightly, she interrupted him angrily, then spoke seriously, her eyes became sharp again, staring straight at Lin Zhen in the mirror.

"Let me ask you this! Yangzhou reported the discovery of a piece of Xirang. What do you think of this?"