The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

After He Lianyi heard Mo Youyou's words, the murderous aura on his body subsided a lot in an instant. He reminded Fourteen: "Go back and tell your young master that this king has accepted this thing. If you want to learn art, you should follow me. Beside!"

He Lianyi could see that this Fourteen's heart was not bad, and he had no second thoughts about Mo Youyou. If he could stay by Mo Youyou's side to protect her, it would be a good choice.

Fourteen hesitated for a moment, "Well, I'll think about it." Then he fled.

Seeing Shisi's appearance, Mo Youyou couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling, she said to He Lianyi: "Do you see how you scare him? It's just a child, what are you always fussing about with him?"

"This king is fussing with him? If he didn't protect you well, how could you be tricked into the misty forest and almost lose your life?"

It turned out that He Lianyi still cared about this matter, the smile on Mo Youyou's face froze instantly, she obediently took He Lianyi's arm, and said coquettishly like a little woman: "Okay Yi, I didn't mean it, Of course, he didn't do it on purpose. Since we all came out alive safely, don't worry about it any more, okay?"

He Lianyi stretched out his hand and rubbed Mo Youyou's head, and pulled her into his arms, "I promise you not to worry about these things, and you also promise me not to do anything that hurts you again!"

"En. I promise you, Yi." This time, she must protect herself! Because she is not alone now, caressing her lower abdomen, feeling the new life slowly growing, Mo Youyou's heart warmed up a lot. The wound on his face also gradually healed. Although the wound under Helian Yi's mask did not heal as fast as his own, it has recovered a lot. Feeling that everything is going in a good direction, Mo Youyou feels at ease.

On the day they left Nether Villa, Mo Youyou did not expect that the day they left would be the wedding date of Xiang Shaoyu and Yelu Daer, and there was no time to prepare presents or attend Xiang Shaoyu's wedding, so Mo Youyou only left a letter The paper letter was handed over to Shisi, and he was asked to pass it on to Xiang Shaoyu, and then hurriedly left Nether Villa with He Lianyi.

The Nether Villa was full of joy, vermilion red water chestnuts hung everywhere, and the mountains and plains became like a sea of ​​flames, dyeing the sky above the Nether Villa red.

The last sentence "Ceremony! The bride and groom enter the bridal chamber" sounded in the Nether Villa with a melodious and profound voice. Xiang Haonan stroked his beard and smiled from ear to ear, his wish was fulfilled! Seeing the two newcomers standing opposite each other without any sense of disobedience, Xiang Haonan ordered the housekeeper beside him to present the congratulatory gift he gave to the newcomers.

Xiang Shaoyu looked at the things on the gift plate, and suddenly raised his eyes to Xiang Haonan, this is... the owner's order of Nether Villa! Father, this is, handing over Nether Villa to him? Looking at Xiang Haonan in disbelief, Xiang Haonan said with a heroic smile: "From now on, Shaoyu will officially succeed Youming Villa! This old man can finally retire to take care of himself! Hahahaha"

Xiang Shaoyu was curious. Wasn't the purpose of his father's ordering him to marry Yelu Daer to join forces with Fusang to deal with other countries? Why would he inherit the position of owner at this juncture? Xiang Shaoyu was puzzled, but he didn't think too much about it. After hesitating for a moment, he took the owner's order handed over by the butler with both hands, and after thanking him, he carried Yelu Daer into the bridal chamber!

Looking at the woman in front of him covered with a hipa, Xiang Shaoyu couldn't feel happy at all. His eyes fell on the pole on the table, he walked over in two steps, and picked up the pole with a blank expression , and slowly lifted the Xipa on top of Yelu Daer's head.

Yelu Daer raised her eyes and stared at the man in front of her with bright eyes. She smiled slightly. The two of them were like friends, showing a faint smile to each other. They knew each other well what this marriage meant.

After a long time, Yelu Daer spoke first, "Since we are husband and wife, there is no need to be so formal. Mr., it's time to have a drink."

Xiang Shaoyu came back to his senses, was stunned for a moment, picked up the wine glass from the table and handed it to Yeluda, "Princess, if I have slighted you, I hope the princess will not mind."

"Why do you still call me princess?"

Xiang Shaoyu smiled stiffly, "Madam..."

"kindness."

The atmosphere in the room was really embarrassing, just at this moment there was a knock on the door, Xiang Shaoyu hastily put down the wine glass in his hand and turned to open the door, it was Fourteen. He looked at Fourteen coldly and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fourteen handed the letter paper in his hand to Xiang Shaoyu, "Young Master, this is what Sister Youyou asked me to give you when she left."

Xiang Shaoyu finished the paper letter and smiled wryly, he probably already guessed what the letter said. Holding the letter tightly in the palm of his hand, he reminded Fourteen to step back. Before Fourteen left, he did not forget to take a sneak peek at the bride in the room. He was curious why other people's weddings were so lively, and why the young owner got married? The room is deserted and tight?

Too lazy to think, Fourteen quickly backed away. Behind Xiang Shaoyu, Yelu Daer drank the wine in her hand. After drinking, she sat down on the side of the bed, took off all the cumbersome ornaments on her body, and Xiang Shaoyu When Shaoyu turned around and looked back, Yeludaer seemed to have become another person, not necessarily coquettish just now, but fresh and refined. Has an indescribable charm.

He walked up to Yeludahl, took out a white silk handkerchief from under the pillow, and handed it to her. Yeludahl looked at Xiang Shaoyu in confusion, "Sir, what do you mean?"

Xiang Shaoyu said: "Someone will clean it up tomorrow. You can sleep here at night, just put it under your body. I have some things to do when I go out."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Although they were forced to get married, since they were married to this man, he was her husband, her God. On the first night of their wedding, Xiang Shaoyu was not in the bedroom, so where should her dignity as the princess of Fusang Kingdom go?

Tried to keep Xiang Shaoyu, but failed to keep him in the end. After Xiang Shaoyu left, Yeludaer guarded the empty room alone, looking at the bright red blood on the silk handkerchief, she smiled wryly, "So, that's how you deal with the father!"

Lying on the bed alone with all his clothes on, listening to the howling wind outside, he slowly closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep. Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and Yelu Daer didn't know whether the tears were shed because he couldn't get married with He Lianyi, or because he was snubbed by Xiang Shaoyu on the wedding night. That night, her heart was always cold, and she couldn't warm it up no matter what.

Xiang Shaoyu stood alone in the study and looked at the handwriting on the paper letter. This is the handwriting of the Fusang Kingdom, and he taught Mo Youyou stroke by stroke.

"Xiang Shaoyu, I wish you a happy wedding. I am Mo Youyou, the one who accidentally rescued you from the dungeon. The past is over, I wish you happiness."