In the capital city of Dongqi Country.

A long line of people surrounded the road from the General's Manor to the King Chu's Manor. Almost all the people in the city were sent out because today was the wedding day of the Second Miss of the General's Manor, Feng Qingse, and Dong Qi, King Chu, Xiao Yunchu.

Along the way, there were colorful silk flowers, decorated with lanterns, red makeup, and firecrackers.

Everyone could not help but sigh at the grandness of the wedding. When it came to King Chu, he was the God of War in the hearts of the common people.

Two years ago, when Beixuan State invaded, Xiao Yunchu defeated the army of one hundred thousand in Beixuan with 30,000 elite soldiers and created the legend of King Chu's invincible victory.

Speaking of the bride, it was a beautiful story. The Feng family was glorious in the Eastern Qi. Feng Zhangzhong followed the previous Emperor to the west many times and was appointed as the Defender-general of the State. Madam Feng was gentle and virtuous, with two daughters under her knees. The first daughter, Feng Qingxue, entered the palace to be a concubine. She was virtuous and virtuous, and was conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort. Now her little daughter, Feng Qingse, was married to King Chu as the first consort. No one could match the glory of the Feng family for a while.

In the new room of Shang Chuxuan in the main hall of King Chu's Manor.

The room was extremely luxurious. A jade bead curtain separated the white marble bed and the top-grade sandalwood furniture outside. In the middle of the bed sat a woman with a phoenix crown. She was today's bride, Feng Qing.

Feng Qing uneasily twisted her finger and sat on the wedding bed. She covered her head with it. The area where her eyes came into contact with it was completely blood-red.

The Feng family was no longer as glorious as they looked on the surface. Even though her elder sister, Feng Qingxue, had been conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort, she was not favored. Her father, Feng Zhangzhong, had been on King Chu's side because of the fight between the Emperor and King Chu in the early years. The Emperor had long been dissatisfied with him.

He had thought that the Feng family could rely on King Chu, and the Emperor would not touch them so easily. He then promised his eldest daughter, Feng Qingxue, to King Chu.

Who would have thought that the Emperor would forcefully take Feng Qingxue as his wife in an imperial edict?

The Feng family did not dare to disobey the imperial edict and could only send Feng Qingxue into the palace.

In order to make up for King Chu, Old General Feng could only ask the Emperor to decide the marriage and marry Feng Qingse to King Chu.

It was late at night. In the luxurious room, the red candles jumped out of the dim light.

Feng Qing reached out her hand and took off her veil. She stood up and looked around the room.

As expected of King Chu's Manor, there were carved beams and painted pillars. Every floating decoration showed the master's extraordinary identity and elegant taste. The air was filled with a faint Ambergris fragrance.

Feng Qing took a light step and arrived at the pure gold eight-sided incense burner outside the bead curtain. Smoke curled up in the air and a fragrant scent lingered around it.

The door with the big red word "Xi" was suddenly pushed open, and Feng Qing was shocked. At this time, it was too late to go back and cover the bridal veil. Hearing the heavy and steady footsteps behind her, she turned around awkwardly.

The man in front of her slightly surprised her. Although it was rare for a man to be born in a big family, a cold and handsome man like him was probably unparalleled in the world.

On his well-defined face, his thick eyebrows slanted into the hair of the clouds. His long and deep phoenix eyes were as bright as stars. He had a firm and straight nose, sharp, sexy and thin lips, and an aloof and cold chin. His face was so handsome that it could attract the hearts of any woman in the world.

The man looked at Feng Qing Se coldly, and his eyes were extremely cold. "The princess is so unwilling to be lonely on the wedding night?"

Feng Qing Shi lowered her head slightly and looked at her toes without saying a word.

How could she be unwilling to be lonely? She felt that it was unfair in her heart, but she did not dare to argue for herself.

Because the man in front of her was instructed by her father to never offend him...

Xiao Yunchu's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. He strode forward and grabbed Feng Qingyi's chin. "What's wrong? The princess doesn't look happy. Do you think it's unfair to marry Wang Ben?"

Feng Qingse was forced to raise her head and look at Xiao Yunchu. Her clear eyes reflected his cold and even hateful handsome face. Her jaw was in pain from being pinched by him, but her eyes were unyielding. She said firmly, "I don't dare!"

Xiao Yunchu sneered. His eyes were as sharp as silver needles, piercing into her heart one by one. "Is there anything in this world that you don't dare to do?"

Feng Qing's eyes were filled with innocence, and there was a look of confusion on her pale face.

However, Xiao Yunchu's smile was even colder. The thin frost on his face almost froze the air. This woman was good at acting. He let go of her chin, turned around, lifted the bead curtain, and strode to the bed. His voice was as cold as a knife and a dagger. "Why are you standing there? Come over and help me!"

"A loose coat?" She couldn't help but think of what would happen next...