On the Wedding Night, Ms. Cui Realized

Thinking about the farce on Guiming Lake makes people feel chilling. Cui Ti knew that the people in front of her were soft-hearted, so she lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "If I say I was wronged, would you believe me?"

How can you not believe it when you see it with your own eyes?

Pei Xuan hugged her tightly, and thousands of thoughts came to his mind: "I will believe everything you say."

"Including Miss Biao?"

Her words made Pei Xuan's heart sink: "Cousin, she..."

"I don't like her behavior." Cui Ti looked into her eyes: "The appearance is weak, but the inside is sinister. This may be different from the Dou Qingyue you saw, but I see it with my heart, and I won't wrong her when I say it."

If Dou Qingyue hadn't contributed to today's disaster, no matter how lustful the young prince is, he wouldn't be drunk in public.

There are so many noble girls, but when she is drunk, she is the only one she recognizes...

Cui Ti poked Pei Xuan's heart with her fingertips: "I don't want to speak ill of her, but I'm blind, not blind."

She was very annoyed.

I also want to see how Pei Xuan reacts to these words.

"She likes you."

"what?"

"Dou Qingyue, she likes you, is jealous of me, and can't tolerate me."

Pei Xuan's face obviously turned pale, and he was worried about holding her.

"You're angry?"

Cui Ti kissed her cheek: "You are angry, I still have to say, she covets you, just this, I am tired of her."

As dusk fell, Cui Ti went to take a bath, leaving Pei Xuan alone in a chair in a daze.

That night, Cui Ti rarely slipped into the arms of the person next to her pillow, and fell into a drowsy sleep facing the wall, and Pei Xuan didn't sleep well this time.

Perhaps influenced by what he saw and heard during the day, he thought about it day by day and dreamed at night, but the dream was a nightmare.

"Xingguang?"

The moon was shining outside the window, and the night was about to fade away, Cui Ti eagerly shook her shoulders, Pei Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of grief in his eyes.

"ah!"

Cui Ti was taken aback by her unpreparedly, she didn't care to get angry with her, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter?"

Pei Xuan rested his forehead with one hand, and his palm was stained with sweat. She was surprised, but after thinking about it, she couldn't remember anything. She only felt lingering fear, and a raging fire was burning at the tip of her heart.

"Miss?"

"I'm here."

Cui Ti asked softly: "Have you been haunted?"

Pei Xuan was stunned, he didn't want to describe the panic, grief and anger when he woke up from the dream, and felt that it was wrong for him not to explain to others last night, causing the lady to think wildly, so he said immediately: "I don't believe you, it's just that it's sudden.

"Ah Yue has been weak and sick since she was a child. Both the Dou family and the Pei family have taken care of her as the apple of their eye. I am her 'cousin' in name, but I have received all kinds of consideration from her. She has a deep relationship with me. I have never been in the relationship between men and women. "Love" or "love between daughters and daughters", you said she coveted me, I couldn't accept it for a while, you said she was bad, I..."

"Don't think about it. Just trust me and pay more attention in the future."

Pei Xuan's head was swollen, and there was a kind of exhaustion from excessive use of the brain: "Don't think about it, she is a cousin, and you are a wife. Even if she is good, she is only one ten thousandth better than you."

"really?"

She nodded earnestly, with a well-behaved appearance, coaxing Cui Ti's heart full of tenderness, and stretched out her hand to tuck the quilt up for her: "Then shall we continue to sleep?"

Pei Xuan buried it on the side of her neck and took a deep breath of the fragrance, then fell asleep instantly.

Cui Ti was in danger yesterday, Pei Xuan didn't say anything, but he had some opinions about Dou Qingyue in his heart, so she was not as warm as usual when his aunt came to visit.

However, Mrs. Dou, who was going to Sushui Bieyuan at noon, bumped into the scribe next to King Huai and had a secret conversation with her daughter. She thought it was her daughter who was attracted to others. private.

At that time, I was angry and anxious.

She happened to know that scribe, who was once sponsored by the Dou family, entered the academy, and took the test of merit, all of which could not be separated from the support of the Dou family.

Thinking of her daughter borrowing a knife to kill someone, her possessiveness towards Pei Xuan has reached a terrifying level, and her mother's thoughts and worries, she thought about it and left for Sushui Bieyuan, where her nephew lived.

"Xuan'er, don't blame my aunt for being abrupt, I actually have something to ask for today."

Pei Xuan asked with a smile: "What's the matter with Auntie, it's okay to speak up."

"It's not Yue'er yet."

When she mentioned Dou Qingyue, Pei Xuan frowned slightly: "What's wrong with my cousin?"

Mrs. Dou is not tactful, and there is no need to go around in circles when talking with relatives. After she finished her intentions, Pei Xuan hesitated.

"Xuan'er just help your cousin, help your aunt? She has reached the age of marriage, and if you continue to waste time like this, it will hinder everyone. You have many classmates, and you can always pick out a good one."

She decided to let Pei Xuan set up a line to put an end to her daughter's dream.

"it is good."

Sending off his aunt, Pei Xuanning thought deeply, and felt that his aunt was right.

She already has a wife, and if her cousin really develops a heart that she shouldn't have, it's better to marry early.

Province

Titi has to hurt her again.

With a fiancé, the cousin will not still be able to focus on her.

She thought to herself that this was a good idea.

Coincidentally, Mrs. Dou walked forward, and Song Zizhen knocked on the door behind, but she came to check on Pei Xuan's tone.

Yesterday Guiming Lake had a quick glance, Yishui's noble lady, he was only attracted to Miss Dou's sickness and demeanor, so he didn't sleep well all night, Tianming, with two dark circles under his eyes, begged his friend to be a moon old man.

Pei Xuan couldn't help laughing: "Have you thought about it?"

Song Zizhen nodded his head: "Think clearly and clearly! You have a beautiful wife in your arms, so you can't just see your brother alone in a cold blanket!"

He said it confidently, Pei Xuan smiled: "Then let me try?"

Song Zizhen smiled openly, and generously presented the wine stored in his family.

While the Dou family couple were planning for their daughter's marriage, Huai Wang Xiao Jingcan was read again by the Prime Minister. Before the day was over, Pei Xuan rushed to sue the young prince again.

Father and son fought together, even if His Majesty wanted to protect him, he still had to give the Pei family the face they deserved, so he found the wrong place to drive the adopted son out of Beijing, out of sight and out of mind.

He is not bothered anymore, all the troubles come to Dou Qingyue.

She also hoped to repeat the old tricks and let the little prince be the sharpest knife in her hand, but the Pei family protected their weaknesses and drove him out eight hundred miles away.

With no sharp weapon in hand, and hearing that Auntie was planning for her marriage, after inquiring carefully, she learned that it was her good 'cousin' who made the bridge in the middle, and Dou Qingyue vomited a mouthful of blood in the boudoir.

"Miss?"

"Shut up!"

In front of the dressing table, she stared at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, wondering how she was worse than Cui Ti.

When the blind man died in the previous life, her cousin was so angry that she wanted her to be buried with Cui Ti. She grew up so big, but she still looked back at Pei Xuan's murderous eyes for the first time.

Those hands were firmly locked around her neck, really wanting her to die.

She did die, too.

Before he died, Pei Xuan looked at her as if looking at something dirty.

It stands to reason that she died once, so she never dared to provoke her killer again, but Dou Qingyue was an exception.

Dou Qingyue herself is not a good person, her heart is black, her hands are cruel, she likes Pei Xuan no matter how ruthless she is, this liking has become a demon, if she fights it out and gets strangled to death by her again, she also wants to try her ability in this life Whether to get Pei Xuan.

She wiped off the blood stains on the corners of her lips, thinking of the person she admired, it was both painful and enjoyable.

Little did they know that the immortals in the Nine Heavens were sighing:

"

Why is this fairy Qingyao so unresponsive? Wen Quxing's love for the rabbit spirit is obvious to all. She has already killed the reincarnated rabbit spirit once, and she still doesn't give up. "

Yuelao was wearing a big red robe and sitting under the marriage tree. He had never liked Qingyao, and he was very rude in his words: "Let her go! The left and right Wenquxing's previous dust marks have been loosened, and it is impossible for her to try to harm others."

It is said that Fairy Qingyao is a fairy grass planted next to the ink washing pool of Wenqu Xinggong. Because of being washed by its fresh air every day, she became obsessed.

Witnessing Wen Quxing's secret admiration for Rabbit Essence's reincarnation, one day she left the stage of reincarnation without telling the immortals, was reborn in Dou's family, and became Pei Xuan's cousin.

Because of the unsteady way and practice, he was forced to reincarnate. During the reincarnation, his heart was damaged, and his body was crooked when he was born.

In her previous life, she was jealous and caused Cui Ti to drown in the lotus pond. After the incident, she died at the hands of Pei Xuan. She did not learn her lesson again in this life.

That's exactly what I said—suicide.

Not to mention the discussions of the immortals above the Heavenly Palace, Pei Xuan stared blankly at the lotus pond in the palace at this moment.

The pond was full of flowers, which was a grand scene, but seeing it for no reason made her feel fearful.

"Pei Shidu? Pei Shidu?" the prince called repeatedly.

Pei Xuan's head was dizzy for a while, and she took two steps back to stand still. She raised her hand and said slowly: "Your Majesty, please worry."

"Really all right?"

"No problem."

She didn't seem to be all right, the prince didn't dare to chat with her anymore, and sent the palace servants to take her home.

"Young madam, the gentleman is back."

"Lang Jun was brought back by someone."

"what?"

Cui Ti hurriedly got up.

Bai Tang helped her up, and the master and servant rushed out.

"Young Madam, Pei Langjun has brought you back."

Cui Ti thanked the palace maid, and after sending her away, she turned around and hurriedly wiped Pei Xuan's forehead. Seeing that she was sweating, she ordered her servants to prepare more ice mirrors and put them in the room.

"Miss..."

Pei Xuan had a severe headache and staggered, always feeling that there was a lotus pond swinging in front of her eyes.

She waved her hand, but couldn't drive away the phantom.

"Light, light!"

She regained her energy and stretched out her hand to touch the back of Cui Tisheng's cold hand. The next moment, the phantom changed shape, and she watched 'Cui Ti' being pushed into the pool with her own eyes, making the sky and the earth incapable.

"Titi!"

She was about to jump into the water to catch someone suddenly.

nice person

It looked like he had suffered from a dementia, and the servants in Bieyuan were so anxious that they turned around, some went to ask for a doctor, and some ran to report to the Prime Minister's mansion.

Cui Ti, together with Baitang and the others, took a lot of effort to bring him in, and Pei Xuan was lying on the bed, dancing and dancing, babbling words that others couldn't understand.

"Lang Jun is bewitched?"

"Bewitched?"

Cui Ti's face was pale, and she hugged someone on the bed tightly, a tear trickled down from her eyes, and quietly hit Pei Xuan's lower lip.

Tears are salty.

The shackles of reality broke through the terrifying phantom, Pei Xuan's eyes regained clarity in an instant, and Cui Ti was in front of her, holding her into her arms with cold hands and feet.

Her body trembled so badly that Cui Ti couldn't understand it.

When Mrs. Pei led the doctor to rush to the door, her "good son" was sitting on the bed safe and sound, receiving food from his daughter-in-law.

She looked blank: "What's wrong with Xuan'er?"

Pei Xuan's face turned red and then pale, so he couldn't say bluntly that she was suspicious recently, swallowed the rice porridge in her mouth, and said euphemistically: "I guess it's because I haven't been able to sleep well these days."

The words were half-truth and half-false, seeing that she didn't intend to continue talking, Mrs. Pei didn't want to ask more questions, so she turned her head and winked with Cui Ti.

At night, Cui Ti let her play around, lying on her body and whispering: "Did you bump into something during the day?"

Pei Xuan sighed: "In your bizarre dream, can you see clearly who pushed you into the pool?"

Cui Ti felt regretful and shook her head: "Never."

After a long silence, Pei Xuan caressed her snow-white back restlessly, endured and endured, and finally said: "If I say, I can see it clearly?"