In addition, the large group of palace maids and nannies stood there, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings.

Finally, with the voice of a eunuch, the door to the main hall was slowly pushed open.

A sharp figure strode in, head held high, exuding an imposing aura.

Jun Wuyan walked straight up to Tang Qingyou without looking to the side.

He reached out and lifted the tassels off Tang Qingyou's face, then pinched her chin with his other hand, ordering her to look him in the eye.

Tang Qingyou was forced to raise her head and meet his gaze.

His handsome face was shadowed by the candlelight, making him look very three-dimensional.

A pair of eyes, bright as cold stars, stared coldly at Tang Qingyou.

Tang Qingyou's skin was as white as snow; even a slight touch would leave a red mark, let alone being pinched like that by him.

She felt a sharp pain in her chin, but before she could utter a sound...

Qianmo stepped forward and said in a clear voice, "Your Majesty... our young lady's skin is naturally delicate, she can't be so rough!"

Upon hearing her words, Jun Wuyan chuckled.

He slowly released his grip on Tang Qingyou's chin, and sure enough, as soon as his fingers loosened, he saw the red marks on it.

Looking at the marks on it, it was clear that Jun Wuyan hadn't actually used much force.

"Get out of here, all of you!"

Jun Wuyan didn't turn around, but coldly rebuked him.

Standing there, Qianmo was intimidated by his chilling aura.

She took two steps back, and then she felt something was off.

Why was she afraid? At that moment, she also wanted to walk forward fearlessly.

However, Fei Mo grabbed her wrist and, while glaring at Qian Mo, dragged her away.

In the vast bedroom, only Jun Wuyan and Tang Qingyou remained.

Tang Qingyou looked at the man in front of her; his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but his eyes were far too deep.

There's no bottom in sight.

"Tang Qingyou..."

he said again.

"Ok!"

Tang Qingyou responded.

"Ah……"

He suddenly chuckled softly, his slender fingers gently stroking Tang Qingyou's face again. "Everyone says that Tang Qingyou is as timid as a mouse... You can still look me in the eye so directly, which seems to me to be a lie!"

"Everyone says the Emperor is a tyrant, but my maid just stood up and spoke up, and was able to leave unscathed. This proves the rumors are unfounded!"

Tang Qingyou smiled slightly and replied with the same words.

Jun Wuyan narrowed his eyes, seemingly not expecting Tang Qingyou to say that, and couldn't help but chuckle.

interesting!

Today, Tang Qingyou is wearing a peach-colored wedding dress, which is similar to the clothing of the Tang Dynasty.

Her peach-pink outer robe, resembling a light gauze, allowed a clear view of her snow-white skin.

Despite Jun Wuyan's intense gaze fixed on her, Tang Qingyou still received no notification from the system.

Judging from this, Jun Wuyan is still a cold-hearted person.

Even now, he still doesn't have the slightest desire.

The system gave no indication, and her soul couldn't leave, so there was no other way... she could only remain here.

Jun Wuyan pushed her onto the bed in an instant, and because of this dawdling, her clothes were already disheveled.

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