Zhong Lichen, who was full of desolation, finally took off the elegance and smile he had maintained at that time, and walked towards the new house with anger on his face. Along the way, the maids and servants retreated alone, and no one dared to come forward to pay homage to such a prince.

With a bang, he pushed open the door of the new house. Everyone was surprised and scolded the maid at the woman in the room. "Go out, let me go out."

When Qi Yuan heard the door, she was shocked. What happened? Did she mess with him the first day of the bride? Her face was full of worries.

The maid inside the door was so scared that the wind left quickly, and those who left in the end did not forget to close the door.

Seeing that all the idle people in the room had retreated, Zhong Lichen looked at Qi Yuan who was sitting there with a straight face. She was wearing a wide wedding dress and couldn't tell her figure. She had a red veil on her head, and she even saw her appearance. She heard that she was not very good, so he was not interested in seeing it. She hoped that when the veil was uncovered, she would not disappoint him too much.

Qi Yuan clenched her hands tightly, and she was so nervous that everyone in the room had gone out. What was the Eighth Prince going to do? This was not in line with the rules.

Before Qi Yuan could report it, the veil was suddenly pulled down by Zhong Lichen, and suddenly, the light could be seen rising up his head with inertia.

No surprise, Zhong Lichen's beautiful face was imprinted in her eyes, but the face was full of disgust and depressed, confused, but he didn't say much, just looked at it with a little puzzled look.

Zhong Lichen looked at Qi Yuan under the veil in a daze. He originally thought she was just not beautiful, but now he realized that women could be so ugly. He didn't know what was going on with a face, black and red. His whole face was filled with these messy colors and could no longer be seen. He thought that even if he wiped these colors, it would probably be better to see it. He was not as good as taking action than to see it. He just saw that this ugly woman Qi Yuan wiped off the colors of her face and those things that could not be seen.

Qi Yuan, who was stared at by Zhong Lichen for a long time, became more and more nervous, and her whole face was red.

Zhong Lichen looked around and looked at it. It seemed that there was nothing to use. He picked up the red veil in his hand and wiped it on Qi Yuan's face. The force did not seem to be wiping his face, but rather as if he was wiping the table.

Qi Yuan was inexplicably accused of it, but she didn't dare to say much, so she could only let him wipe it heavily, and his whole face turned red and hot.

Zhong Lichen ignored whether Qi Yuan was in pain or not, but just wiped it desperately. After a long time, the Eighth Prince, who had never served anyone, became impatient. He threw the red veil on his hand to the ground, held Qi Yuan's face with both hands, looked left and right, and then put it down. Oh, an ugly woman is an ugly woman, her face is almost the same as a monkey's butt bone, which is really ugly.

Qi Yuan's eyes were red in pain, but she forced herself to prevent tears from falling. Seeing that her face was held in the palm of her hand by Zhong Lichen, her already red and hot face became even hotter, and her big eyes also drooped slightly, full of shyness.

"You..." I wanted to say something, but Zhong Lichen suddenly let go of his hands, and only fear left in his eyes. What is he going to do?

Closed his eyes, Zhong Li Chenli ignored Qi Yuan and ignored Qi Yuan's uneasiness, and directly untied Qi Yan's wedding dress.

He mumbled in his mouth that only he could hear clearly, "The emperor said, after the bridal chamber, General Qi will leave. It only takes one night, just one night. He endured it and thought it was suppressed by a ghost. Oh, no, it was the body that suppressed the ghost."

"You" Qi Yuan didn't understand what he was going to do? The old woman in the palace said before marriage, but they hadn't had a drink of wine yet.

"Shut up" Zhong Lichen, whose eyes have not been opened, was even more disgusted when he heard Qi Yuan's hoarse voice because of crying. He couldn't make up his mind to fulfill the emperor's instructions. Qi Yuan, can you harm me? I can't continue.

The wide wedding dress was half-pulled and half-pulled by Zhong Lichen. During this process, Qi Yuan's hands and body were red and swollen because of Zhong Lichen's excessively rude movements, and it hurts very much. Tears couldn't help but drip, with fear, shyness but more humiliation.

"Let me go." Looking at Zhong Lichen pressing on her body, Qi Yuan was so scared that her face was pale and she pushed it away hard. However, even though Qi Yuan was stronger than an ordinary girl, she could not push Zhong Lichen. She could only open her eyes helplessly and look at the man who closed his eyes and looked at her face doing something on her.

"Ah, it hurts so much." At the last moment, Qi Yuan, who had been biting her lips and holding back her fear, finally couldn't help but scream, and tears slid out of her eyes again. Her eyes, blurred by tears, looked at the man on her body without blinking. She could not forget, she would never forget today, the humiliation brought to her by this man, and the disgust on the man's face.

Zhong Lichen, who had not even taken off his clothes, turned over from Qi Yuan, opened his eyes, and looked at Qi Yuan, whose face was faded again due to tears, without any sympathy or pity in his eyes. "Qi Yuan, remember, our wedding is completed, you'd better bless your father to win a great victory, otherwise, I will make you worse than death."
Chapter completed!