After being reborn, I hugged the villainous boss tightly.

"Father, since we're going to have a marriage alliance with the royal family anyway, it doesn't matter who I marry. Just marry me to Fu Chenchu, he really loves me!"

Upon returning to her clan, Wu Xuan'er went to tell her father that she wanted to marry Fu Chenchu, but the clan chief refused to agree no matter what.

"You can marry anyone you want, but not Fu Chenchu. The Emperor doesn't like him, and he has no background or power. You'll definitely suffer if you marry him!"

Wu Xuan'er said firmly, "I don't care, I will only marry him in this life. I love him, and he loves me too!"

"..."

The Wu clan chief always doted on his daughter. Seeing her so persistent, he solemnly asked her, "Do you really like that boy, and are you sure that boy likes you too?"

Recalling the time she spent with Fu Chenchu, Wu Xuan'er blushed and nodded shyly.

"I'm sure, he really loves me, Father, you must grant us your blessing!"

The Wu clan chief sighed and could only close his eyes helplessly.

Seeing her father finally nod, Wu Xuan'er happily hugged him: "I knew Father was the best, and loved me the most!"

The Wu clan chief smiled. His daughter was so innocent and beautiful that she was not suitable to marry into the palace. If a marriage alliance had to be arranged, marrying Fu Chenchu ​​would be a good choice, at least she would be away from the strife!

A month later, the fourth prince of the Dazhao Kingdom married the daughter of the chieftain of the Wuling tribe. The emperor was overjoyed and bestowed upon Fu Chenchu ​​the title of Prince of Anyang.

On their wedding day, Wu Xuan'er sat excitedly and nervously in the bridal chamber waiting for her beloved, but she waited all night and Fu Chenchu ​​did not return to the room.

She didn't understand the wedding customs of the Central Plains, but she waited for him all night without crying or making a fuss, even though she was hungry.

Qingqian, as her maid and best friend, naturally came along as well.

After waiting all night without seeing anyone, she was furious and her face turned ashen: "What's wrong with Fu Chenchu? On our wedding night, he actually abandoned his bride!"

"..."

Wu Xuan'er lowered her head and remained silent.

Anyone who marries into a family happily would be unhappy if they didn't see their husband all night.

"That bastard Fu Chenchu, I'm going to find him!"

As Qingqian was speaking, she was about to turn and leave when Fu Chenchu ​​walked in.

He looked up and saw Wu Xuan'er sitting on the wedding bed, dressed in a red wedding gown. Her small face was delicate and alluring, and her eyes were filled with tears. She looked pitiful and weak, which made his heart tremble.

When Qingqian saw him, she was furious.

"Where have you been, groom? Don't you know your bride waited for you all night? How irresponsible of you! Do you even truly love our Xuan'er?"

"..."

Fu Chenchu ​​ignored Qing Qian's angry shouts and instead walked up to Wu Xuan'er, taking her hand in his.

"I'm sorry, Xuan'er, I drank too much last night and was worried I might have scared you..."

Wu Xuan'er raised her tearful eyes and hugged him tightly, feeling wronged: "Waaah, why didn't you tell me beforehand? You made me sad all night. I was thinking that since I hadn't seen you in so long, I wanted to have a nice talk with you!"

"..."

Hearing Wu Xuan'er's cries, Qingqian quietly went out, giving the couple some space to explain. However, she would only forgive Fu Chenchu ​​this time; if there was a next time, she would be the first to not let him off the hook.

After being coaxed a few times, Wu Xuan'er stopped crying and looked up at him with teary eyes. There were still crystal clear teardrops on her long eyelashes. Fu Jingyuan's eyes darkened, and he tried his best to restrain himself from kissing her.

Seeing his expressionless face, Wu Xuan'er felt like crying again.

Fu Chenchu ​​raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face, smiling slightly helplessly.

"Now that you're the Princess of Anyang, you can't keep crying all the time!"

Seeing his handsome smile, Wu Xuan'er blushed and glared at the man, saying, "Even if I am a princess, I am still just your wife!"

"Alright, alright, I was wrong. I promise I won't do it again. My beautiful and charming wife, may I have dinner now? I've been starving all night!"

Speaking of this, Wu Xuan'er's stomach growled involuntarily. She had been waiting for him all night and was now starving.

She reached out to him: "I'm out of strength, carry me over!"

Fu Chenchu's eyes softened, and he bent down to pick her up.

Wu Xuan'er was easy to coax, and she was appeased in no time. Qing Qian, watching from outside the door, smiled helplessly. What a "lovestruck fool" she really was!

As Fu Chenchu ​​lifted her up, Wu Xuan'er immediately spotted the woman standing at the door.

Although she had her head slightly lowered, it was still clear that she was a pretty and delicate girl. She subconsciously glanced at the girl a few more times, but inadvertently noticed the red marks on her neck.

When the woman saw her looking at her, she quietly raised her hand and pulled her clothes up to cover the marks.

Fu Chenchu ​​didn't pay much attention to the other women; he simply held her tightly as they sat down at the dinner table.

Wu Xuan'er withdrew her gaze, not thinking about anything!

……

A month after marrying Fu Chenchu, Wu Xuan'er noticed that he was getting busier and busier, often staying out all night and sometimes not even seeing him during the day.

She couldn't help but ask Qingqian, "Is Chen Chu always this busy?"

Qingqian was aware of her doubts, so she pursed her lips and told her some things.

“Fu Chenchu ​​has no background; his mother was just a palace maid. Naturally, the emperor wouldn’t entrust him with any important responsibilities. But now that he’s married you, he has the entire Wu Xuan clan behind him. Naturally, the emperor will value him more now!”

After saying that, Qingqian couldn't help but mutter, "I really don't know if he wants to marry you or the Wuling clan!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuan'er immediately rejected the claim.

"Impossible, he didn't know my identity back then!"

Qingqian curled her lips and said helplessly, "Fine, never mind."

The next day, when Fu Chenchu ​​returned, Wu Xuan'er could sense that he had become much colder towards her.

She didn't know why, but when she went to sleep that night, she crawled over and hugged his waist, saying shyly, "Chen Chu, we haven't consummated our marriage yet!"

She could feel that Fu Chenchu's body stiffened for a moment when she said those words, though it was only for a split second.

Fu Chenchu ​​acted as if nothing had happened, turned around and gently hugged her, saying softly, "You're still young, we can talk about the wedding night later, now close your eyes and go to sleep!"

Wu Xuan'er frowned in dissatisfaction and buried herself in the quilt, sulking.

Seeing her curled up softly in the blankets with her cheeks puffed out, Fu Chenchu ​​narrowed his long, phoenix-shaped eyes slightly.

Wu Xuan'er was angry when she suddenly felt the blankets being pulled off her body. The man pressed down on her, and then his kisses landed on her cheeks, eyes, lips, and slowly moved to her neck and chest...

"Well……"

Just as she was stunned, the man's hands began to roam over her body, and he was about to touch her lower abdomen. Her heart was pounding as if it would jump out of her chest.

Feeling her trembling, Fu Chenchu ​​breathed heavily, looked up at her, his deep phoenix eyes filled with desire and longing, but not love!

The man raised his hand to touch her cheek and asked in a low, husky voice, "Do you want to continue?"