Su Susu, the Mysterious Male God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 117 Forbidden love in the palace, offending the ruthless ghost king (58)
"Okay." He actually agreed.

Her beautiful lips curled up, and the girl looked into the man's eyes with a sincere expression.

It was as if... She really planned to spend her life with him.

After a sharp pause, his cool long fingers lightly moved, caressing Yan Wu's lips.

"Sister-in-law's acceptance of my younger brother really flatters my younger brother."

The girl's smile deepened, she didn't respond to the compliment, she just raised her hand.

The clash of shackles sounded again.

"Since that's the case, to show sincerity, should the younger brother break away from the bondage of Ai's family?"

A strange look flashed in Yin Li's eyes: "Sister-in-law, don't worry."

He smiled lowly, with a sinister curve on his thin lips. He stood up gently and tucked her into the brocade quilt again.

"Emperor's sister-in-law is tired all day long, and now before the big wedding... let's take a good rest."

After the words fell, the man once again raised his hand to cover the girl's cheek.

The smell of mixiang invaded for a moment.

Yan Wu sighed unsurprisingly, did not resist, and immediately fell into darkness again.

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In the days that followed, the girl god was almost always lingering on the couch, sleeping more and waking up less often.

But every time she wakes up, Yin Li will always be at the side, hiding aside, "pointing" her movements.

Yan Wu also did not resist, and very obediently explained her decision to agree to the marriage.

As a result, people from both parties quickly reached a consensus.

A few days later, Yin Yuanhong, who was "introspecting himself", "killed himself", leaving only an edict of guilt and the will of the emperor's uncle Yin Li.

The latter accepted the order and soon announced that he would marry the Queen Mother in compliance with the late emperor's dream and appoint the ninth prince, who was only two years old from the deposed emperor, as the heir apparent.

Preparations for the wedding began.

Yan Wu, however, was still "sick in bed", being monitored by a regent who was about to formally enthroned, and had never even stepped out of the Shou'an Palace. '

The palace has long been controlled by men.

I don't know what method she used, and Ning Yuanbo and others outside the palace seemed to know nothing about her situation, so the situation in the court was extremely harmonious.

Until half a month later.

The enthronement ceremony of the new monarch and the wedding ceremony of the empress were finally held.

The procedure of this unprecedented ceremony is extremely special.

The young queen mother came out of the palace and was taken to the royal temple by the men who set off from the Prince Regent's mansion. She worshiped in front of the tablet of the ancestors of the Great Yin and became husband and wife.

After that, under the witness of all the ministers in the hall, he ascended to the throne, and she was conferred the title of empress again.

But in this one after another ceremony.

Yan Wu's body was still in a near-comatose state.

When he got on the sedan chair, he was helped up by Yin Li's maid, and when he saluted, he was held by the man and poured in his inner strength, but the officials didn't see anything wrong.

Of course, Yan Wu herself... didn't struggle.

Under the hijab, the girl simply closed her eyes and walked the whole journey half asleep and half awake.

The right is to continue to sleep for a restorative sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, she was finally sent to the dormitory. The moment she touched the soft couch, she simply leaned against the bedpost and fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.

Well.

After all, I will leave this world in a few moments...

The room is festive.

The warm candlelight burned in the room, dispelling the desertedness of the night.

A group of palace people stood by the couch, all of them lowered their eyebrows and were pleasing to the eye, not daring to look up.

Until the sound of boots stomping on the ground came.

The man's cold voice sounded: "Go down."

No one dared to question that this order was inappropriate.

All the palace people just retreated silently, without even making a sound.

After a while, there were only two people left in the bedroom.

Yin Li squinted his eyes, looking at the scene where the girl was sleeping soundly against the pillar, his expression was unpredictable.

After about a few breaths.

He stepped forward silently, raised his hand, and gently lifted the hijab.

Almost at the same time, Yan Wu opened her eyes vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)