Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 538

The dream and everything before my eyes overlapped perfectly.

In her dream, Mo Chonggui was just like she was now, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, looking incredibly alluring.

He removed her phoenix coronet and wedding robes, and laid her down on the wedding bed...

Shen Lingjun jolted awake and quickly banished these memories from her mind!

What is she thinking?!

Shen Lingjun suddenly regretted taking off her mask, because she felt a surge of heat rising up inside her that she couldn't suppress, and her face was burning hot, probably very red.

She had to keep her head down, afraid that Mo Zhonggui would notice.

Mo Zhonggui smiled bitterly: "I never expected that my wedding to be so shabby."

Shen Lingjun didn't dare to lift her eyes and said stiffly, "It's nothing. With the Seventh Prince's family's wealth, normally they can only afford a wedding like this. Any more grand and it would arouse suspicion. Besides, this is Cheng Wu marrying Huo Jinghuai, not our real wedding."

Mo Zhonggui said solemnly, "I will make it up to you later."

Shen Lingjun's words, "We probably won't have a future," were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down.

Because of the special setting of their wedding night, coupled with that indescribable dream, Shen Lingjun's mind was in turmoil. She was nervous, scared, and also had a faint sense of anticipation that she would never admit to... She couldn't quite describe what kind of feeling it was.

She sat there, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet, wanting nothing more than to escape this bridal chamber and never have to face Mo Chonggui again, yet she couldn't help but let fleeting, ambiguous fantasies surface...

Shen Lingjun pinched her palm hard under her sleeve to calm herself down and compose her restless mind, then quickly changed the subject.

"Huo Sizhen came to see me a couple of days ago. He wants me to use a kind of fragrance called Ghost Blood Fragrance to scent your clothes. Long-term use will make your body weaker and sicker, and eventually kill you."

Mo Zhonggui sneered: "Still the same old tricks."

Shen Lingjun said, "This ghost blood incense is not difficult to deal with. I will make a fragrance that smells exactly the same as it and give it to you to use as a perfume for your clothes. You can also pretend to be sick, and that will be enough to fool Huo Sizhen."

Mo Zhonggui: "Okay, be careful when you meet Huo Sizhen."

The conversation ended in silence. They sat there for a while, not knowing what else to say.

In the end, it was Mo Zhonggui who spoke first.

"It's getting late, so... shall we go to sleep?"

Shen Lingjun suddenly looked up at Mo Zhonggui and almost twisted her neck.

Mo Zhonggui found her strong reaction amusing, but there was a complex meaning behind her laughter.

"I'm going to sleep in the next room."

With that, he got up and walked out.

Shen Lingjun, who was behind him, felt as if he had been granted a pardon and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He also got up and prepared to go to the bathroom next door to take a shower and change clothes.

She was lost in thought and not paying much attention to where she was going. As a result, Mo Zhonggui suddenly stopped in front of her, and she was caught off guard and did not stop in time, so she bumped into his back.