"Ye Wujue, let me go! Let me go!"

"Luo Qianling, don't challenge this king's patience with you again, let alone test this king's heart for you again and again!" Pressing Qianling on the bed, staring into her eyes, Ye Wujue understood every word.

Speak clearly.

"Ye Wujue, don't!" He kicked his legs, resisting Ye Wujue's approach: "Ye Wujue, don't do this to me, I will hate you, I really will hate you."

To stop Qian Ling from struggling, he pressed her hands above her head.

Warm breath sprayed on Qian Ling's neck. With his eyes closed, Qian Ling opened his mouth and bit Ye Wujue's shoulder.

This bite she bit was very, very hard.

She didn't want to give herself to him in this situation, no!

Lying on Qian Ling's body, Ye Wujue endured her anger.

"Let's go." He slowly let go, not looking at Ye Wujue's shoulder. Qian Ling pushed him away, turned around and faced the wall, and stopped talking.

"Are you still leaving?"

"This room doesn't belong to me, why should I stay here?" With a wry smile, Qian Ling turned his back to Ye Wujue and silently wiped away his tears.

How come she has become so useless now and cries so easily!

"You are not allowed to go anywhere." He said firmly, Ye Wujue seemed to have lost his patience.

Slowly turning around and looking at Ye Wujue, Qian Ling smiled. Suddenly, she pulled out the flower hairpin from her bun and put it on her neck.

"What are you doing?" Ye Wujue narrowed his eyes and wanted to snatch the hairpin from Qian Ling's hand.

"Don't come over." He stabbed the hairpin a few inches into his neck, and a few drops of blood flowed out along the hairpin.

"Here comes someone." He turned around suddenly, not looking at Qian Ling, and Ye Wujue shook the hand behind his back.

"Your Majesty." Celadon pushed the door open and carefully observed the faces of the two of them, not daring to say anything.

"Go ahead and tell me that from today onwards, if the princess takes a step here, the people who serve her will be expelled from the palace immediately!" He gave the order in a cold voice, Ye Wujue no longer waited for Qian Ling to react, and walked out of the wedding room with a puff of sleeves.

Why? Why do you want to keep her here even though you don't love her...

Ye Wujue, in order to keep my face that is exactly the same as Qing Yunchu's, you really have no regard for my feelings!

Looking at Ye Wujue's leaving figure, Qian Ling staggered back a few steps.

"Princess." Seeing Qian Ling's soul lost, Celadon quickly stepped forward to help her.

"You go out." Pushing Celadon away, Qian Ling found a corner and sat on the ground: "Go out, no one can come in and disturb me."

She doesn't want to see anyone now, she just wants to be alone and quiet.

"Princess, are you okay? The ground is cold, you better get up." Looking at Qian Ling worriedly, Celadon wanted to help her up, but Qian Ling pushed her away again.

"Get out." He buried his head in his arms, Qian Ling closed his eyes and didn't want to talk anymore.

"Well, that servant is waiting behind the door." He took a robe and put it on Qian Ling. After Celadon glanced at her, she reluctantly opened the door and left the wedding room.

Alas, they are such a good couple, but they...

Sorry, I haven't updated in time in the past two days. I'm sorry, I won't stop updating in the future...
Chapter completed!