On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The afterglow of the banquet gradually faded away, and the envoys from various countries returned to the post station to rest, and set off for their country the next day.

Chu Xiling stood at the palace gate, her gaze piercing the night sky, gentle yet tinged with a barely perceptible sadness. She looked at Huang Zhien and said in a voice as soft as willow catkins, "Sir Huang, when you return, you must tell my father that to achieve great things, one must not be fussy about trivial matters. If he ever wants to go to war with Daqian, he need not show any pity for me. Just advance."

Huang Zhien couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard this.

He looked at Chu Xiling, who seemed even more lonely and tall in the night, his eyes filled with guilt and helplessness: "Princess... I... I am incompetent and failed to protect Her Highness."

Chu Xiling shook her head gently: "There's no need to say this. This time, I miscalculated. I didn't expect that there would be a master like Lin Zhen in the Qian Kingdom."

"I will report the situation to Your Majesty truthfully when I return. I hope the princess is doing well in the Qian Kingdom."

"Let's go."

Huang Zhien bowed again and turned to leave.

Watching the palace gate slowly closing, Chu Xiling secretly clenched her pink fists, slightly opened her cherry-red lips, and exhaled a breath as sweet as orchid.

"Father, don't worry. Even in the Qian Kingdom's palace, I will definitely turn the tide and will never bring shame to the Great Chu Royal Family!"

......

Murong Yan was so happy today that she drank a few more glasses of wine, and her cheeks were flushed with a delicate blush, like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light, with a charming luster.

At this moment, he returned to his bedroom, accompanied by Huanhuan. He sat down in front of the carved dressing table and deftly removed his two false beards. A smile played on his lips, and his words were full of praise: "This Lin Zhen is indeed quite capable. He can even make the Chu State delegation bow down to him! In this way, our Daqian will not have to worry about hunger in the short term."

Huanhuan was feeling a bit disappointed that Gu Beichen didn't attend the birthday party when she suddenly heard Murong Yan praising Lin Zhen. She couldn't help but frown slightly and said with a hint of displeasure, "No matter how capable Lin Zhen is, can he compare to Gu Yuanpan..."

"You silly girl, even if Gu Beichen was here today, he might not be able to defeat the State of Chu!" Murong Yan said with a light frown.

"Lin Zhen is quite talented. Not only can he solve the problem of chickens and rabbits being caged together, he can also write rebellious poems! When autumn comes on September 8th, my flowers will bloom and all other flowers will die. This sentence is majestic and profound, and it really makes me happy. Hurry and get pen and ink, I want to copy this poem myself!"

"Yes..."

There was a hint of resentment in Huanhuan's tone, but she still obediently went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Murong Yan took a sip of sobering tea. As the aroma of the tea lingered, her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the scene where Lin Zhen was debating with envoys from various countries in the court.

The tall and majestic figure stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, and his every gesture revealed the extraordinary bearing of someone who could rule the country.

That confident, unconventional, heroic and hearty laughter echoed in the hall for a long time, and was also deeply imprinted in Murong Yan's heart.

Lin Zhen has made great contributions to Daqian this time. Otherwise, Daqian would not only have to cede land, but would also face more serious consequences.

"This guy, he really is..." Murong Yan thought secretly in her heart, her words were full of admiration and a hint of indescribable emotion.

Huanhuan came back with paper and pen, but had no place to put them, so she had to put them on the bed.

Murong Yan lightly raised her jade finger and tapped her plump chest. She opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of drunken laziness and urgency: "Untie this thing for me first."

She had a big vagina to begin with, and after a few drinks, her blood started boiling, and she felt a heaviness in her chest, as if she were carrying a heavy burden.

As Huanhuan pulled out the needle, with a "puff" sound, the depression was instantly released.

Murong Yan then let out a long sigh, then slowly lay down on the edge of the soft bed, picked up the brush, and began to write on the rice paper.

There was no way. She didn't dare go to the front hall in her condition. If the eunuchs and palace maids saw her, there would be no way to keep the secret except for being beheaded.

"The whole city is covered with golden armor..." Murong Yan finished writing the whole poem, folded it carefully and put it in the cabinet.

Seeing her like this, Huanhuan knew that her favorite, Gu Beichen, had been outdone, so she leaned over and said sourly, "Your Majesty, why didn't Judge Gu come today?"

Murong Yan gets angry when she mentions Gu Beichen.

If it weren’t for Lin Zhen, we would have suffered a great loss today.

"Hmph, no matter why, he's absent from my birthday today! I won't forgive him easily."

"But Your Majesty, Judge Gu has given you many suggestions. If he didn't come today, what could be the reason for his absence?"

"Alas, the formation of the Hundred Cavalry Division will take time. Otherwise, I will definitely be able to obtain first-hand intelligence. I have a long way to go. Well, wait for him to come to the palace tomorrow and explain it to me in person."

Seeing that Murong Yan was unmoved, Huanhuan became even more worried. What if she could never see Beichen again?

Oh my god! What if His Majesty falls in love with that bastard Lin Zhen!

Doesn't that mean I have to marry Lin Zhen too?

His Majesty was on the left, and I was on the right, serving the smiling Lin Zhen...

Ouch!

The more I think about it, the more I want to vomit!

I don't want to serve Lin Zhen.

If Your Majesty comes by force, I will run! Run to Beichen!

Beichen will definitely protect me!

Seeing that Huanhuan didn't say anything for a long time, Murong Yan secretly came up behind her with a wicked grin, and then suddenly pinched the soft flesh on her waist!

"Ah!!" Huanhuan exclaimed, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Murong Yan's lips curled up into a playful smile, her words full of joking. "Little girl, are you feeling amorous again?"

"I didn't..."

"No? Humph, I don't think you'll cry until you see the coffin! You deserve a beating!"

Murong Yan reached for her chest, but missed and only grabbed her ribs. She simply changed her approach to tickling, scratching frantically with her ten fingers, making Huan Huan laugh repeatedly. In the end, she laughed too much and fell headfirst onto the soft bed.

"Ahahahaha! Your Majesty! Hahahaha, I know I'm wrong!"

"Your Majesty, please show mercy. Your Majesty, please show mercy. Hahahaha."

"Little girl, let's see if you dare to be in a daze again!"

"I dare not, this slave girl dare not!"

"Huhuhu..."

The two girls were a little tired from playing, so they lay on the bed and gasped for breath.

According to etiquette, for someone of Huanhuan's status, even touching the dragon couch would be a capital crime.

Murong Yan didn't care about this at all. The two of them had slept on the same couch countless times.

As the night deepened, the candlelight in the hall flickered and finally went out, plunging everything into endless darkness.

Without orders, no one is allowed to enter the rear palace bedroom, and anyone who violates the order will be executed immediately.

Therefore, no eunuch or palace maid dared to add candles in the deep night.

Murong Yan simply took off her heavy dragon robe and threw it aside, leaving only a light veil covering her graceful figure. She said to Huanhuan beside her, "Huanhuan, what do you think of Lin Zhen?"

Huanhuan rolled her eyes in annoyance.

I knew that His Majesty had fallen in love with someone else!

snort!

"Lin Zhen is a traitor, and that poem is irrefutable proof of his intentions!"

Murong Yan thought she was prejudiced against Lin Zhen and didn't remember that it was because of Gu Beichen.

"Not really." She shook her head gently, her tone gentle, "The Lin family has been loyal and valiant for three generations, holding high positions and powerful influence. Although Lin Zhenxian's reluctance to surrender military power threatens me, I believe he has no intention of rebelling. And Lin Zhen, who was deeply influenced by Lin Zhenxian, is undoubtedly a loyal minister who is willing to devote his all to the country."

"Your Majesty!" Huanhuan said with some dismay, "Lin Zhen is a man with evil intentions. Have you forgotten how he wanted you to be crowned the Gambling King for money? You saw the wild laughter of the envoys from various countries today. All of this is thanks to Lin Zhen!"

"Gambling King is just an empty title, it doesn't affect the overall situation." Murong Yan waved her hand lightly, a hint of disapproval flashing in her expression. "But Lin Zhen can give me ten thousand taels of silver every month. This is a real good thing that can solve my urgent needs!"

"Your Majesty, what kind of magic potion did that fellow Lin Zhen give you that made you dote on him so much? Don't forget, he is now the regent prince, holding military power! If he ever harbors rebellious intentions, your majesty alone will not be able to suppress him!"

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight cunningly penetrated the thin paper window lattices, sprinkling mottled light into the house, adding a bit of depth to the quiet night.

Huanhuan's brows were twisted in anxiety, while Murong Yan's gaze seemed particularly gentle in the moonlight as she recalled every moment she spent with Lin Zhen.

It seems...he is not as bad as I initially thought.

Especially in the past few days, everything he did was absurd, and his words and actions were so cynical, but now he is not annoying at all, and people even like him a little.

How strange.

Murong Yan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, but the atmosphere in the room became subtle and complex as her thoughts wandered.

Thinking about it in the middle of the night, she suddenly sat up and slapped Huanhuan's butt!

"Snapped!"

"Hanhuan, summon Lin Zhen to the palace tomorrow and appoint him as the Crown Prince's Guardian."

"I want to test him myself!"