Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 236 Young Master's Body is Delicate and Soft, Not Easy to Push Down (3)

There was another heart-piercing cough, which instantly woke up Bei Er who was still in a daze. Her face became irritable, and she quickly covered up her shame in the past, her beautiful phoenix eyes slightly narrowed. Isn't this Sikong Zhao? ?

He seemed to be coughing up blood just now. It seems that he should end the banquet early and call the imperial doctor to give him a diagnosis and treatment. In case he suddenly dies due to excessive blood loss, his mission will be judged to be a failure.

Bei Er breathed out a turbid breath in her heart, so she turned to look at the empress on the high platform...Looking at the extremely majestic queen on the high platform, she pointed at Sikong Zhao who was still coughing with her white and slender fingertips and said, "Mother, I have my eyes on him!" I want him to be my husband."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and gave the man a fixed look, only to see that the man was also looking back at her.

The eyes were cold and alienated, as if hidden in the clouds and mists, making it hard to see clearly, and making it difficult for people to understand his thoughts and thoughts.

The moment the two sides looked at each other, Bei'er's heart skipped two beats in a very hopeless way~
Her fair and delicate icy little face became extremely dark because of embarrassment.

"Uh, cough cough..." She also coughed twice, but it wasn't cold, but because it was too embarrassing.

Si Kongzhao clenched one hand together fiercely, raised his eyes slightly to look at Yan Rushunhua's heroic back, his cold moon-like eyes fell on her side face, his expression was full of inquiry.

The queen sat on the high platform, her eyes narrowed slightly and gradually became indifferent, and she glanced at the female officer.

The female officer often accompanied the queen to know the meaning of her eyes, so she approached her, bowed and whispered in the queen's ear, "Your Majesty, this son is named Sikong Zhao, he is the young son of the Suiyang royal family. He is 16 years old and has been born since birth." On that day, he was suffering from cold poison, and the immortals of Qingyun Temple gave him a fortune-telling review, asserting that he would never live past the age of 22."

After listening to the female officer's narration, the empress only trembled her eyelids, raised her eyes slightly, and those sharp eyes swept over Sikong Zhao's cheeks, and suddenly she said slowly: "Since it was Er'er who fell in love with it, Then of course I have to fulfill you, lady officer, draw up an order."

"By God's blessing, the emperor's edict said: Today, I see Sikong Zhao, the young son of the royal family of Suiyang, crowned with a majestic clan, celebrated with etiquette, chastity and naturalness, and good manners. I hope that the two of them will be in harmony with each other for the rest of their lives, and allow them to get married at a certain date. On the other hand, Min Feiyue, the eldest son of the prime minister's family, is the emperor's daughter's side-husband. , the son of the Minister of Rites..."

Bei Er bowed and stood in the center of the hall without looking sideways, while all the civil and military officials and the men were kneeling on the ground.

She listened to the content of the marriage decree read by the female officer, and it was as Xie Lingtong said, the empress gave her six men at once. Sikong Zhao was supposed to be her servant, but now she became the husband she is marrying, Min Fei. Yue and Xu Yixuan were her side husbands, and three other handsome men became her servants.

She stared at the beautifully patterned carpet on the ground with burning eyes, feeling lost in her heart.

With so many men, if she said something, a group of men would tear up in her harem, she felt that life would be difficult in the future, and just imagining it felt a bit intrusive.

"His Royal Highness, please come forward to accept the order." After reading the imperial order, the female officer looked at Bei'er who was unresponsive, and hurriedly said to Bei'er with a smile on her face.

Bei'er came back to his senses, chased away all the messy thoughts in his mind, stepped forward, received the imperial decree with both hands sacredly, and thanked the queen on the high platform in a sassy voice: "Thank you, mother, for the marriage, and my son obeys the decree." .”

Sikong Zhao knelt on the ground weakly, his eyes as cold as moonlight felt a little unbelievable.

It never occurred to him that he, the prince of Suiyang who was the most disliked by the queen, would be married to the husband of the queen princess. Thinking of this, his eyes were full of blackness, and he casually looked down. On the body of the outstanding woman in front, the bright red lips were gently bitten with white teeth.

After the marriage was completed, the empress pulled her husband who was sitting beside her with a smile on her lips, and said happily: "Er'er is finally getting married, I am very happy, Cheng Yi, you really gave me a good daughter, From now on, if the country of Yunguo is handed over to her, I will feel at ease the day I leave."

The imperial husband Xin Cheng also listened to the queen's words, and snuggled into her arms with a happy and shy face, and said in a shy and soft voice: "Your Majesty, you will live a long life, mainly because Er'er will inherit it." His majesty is smart and smart, not as stupid as a concubine."

Sitting on the right hand side of the queen was a well-dressed handsome man. This was the royal wife Ran Yuanqing. His beautiful eyes were staring fiercely at the royal husband in the queen's arms as if poisoned.

Beier's cold and beautiful face, at this moment, walked slowly to the corner of the banquet hall with an expressionless expression on his face. Sikong Zhao was sitting here, his face still pale and colorless, with an embroidered handkerchief held by his slender fingertips at the corner of his mouth, and At some point, there was an extra cloak on his shoulders.

The beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, sat beside him, and began to look up and down little by little Sikong Zhao, and suddenly discovered that there was a tear mole at the corner of his eye, reddish in color, hidden in the fingertips of his hair, this tear mole It's extremely charming, and she likes it so much.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Sikong Zhao was a little ashamed by her scorching gaze, and there was another burst of heart-piercing coughing. He took out a pill from his arms and handed it over.

Sikong Zhao swallowed the black pill, and after a while, with a wicked smile on the corner of his thinned lips, he said, "Isn't it too abrupt and presumptuous for Your Highness to look at this subject like this?"

Beier noticed that the voice of the young man in front of him was extremely magnetic, mixed with a morbid hoarseness, the voice had a cold metallic texture, and there was a sorrowful sadness hidden in it.

Dayun Country's women are in power, because the ratio of men is fifteen to one, and polyandry is practiced, all women are in charge of the outside and men are in the house. Women are the heads of the family and are responsible for earning money to support the family. Dao, three obedience and four virtues, and prohibition of publicity, it is best not to leave the gate and not to step, so Bei'er staring at Sikong Zhao like this is disrespectful, disrespectful, and too frivolous.

Beier tilted his head habitually, and said in a sassy and soft voice: "You have been bestowed by the Queen Mother to be your Highness's wife, so it's only natural for His Highness to stare at you openly?" Gradually approaching him, she leaned on his ear and continued, fascinated, "My Highness not only wants to see you now, but when you marry into the mansion, he will stare at you every day."

(End of this chapter)