Ye Li smiled bitterly. It was her wedding, but she could feel her husband's negative emotions in the hall. Even if it wasn't directed at her, it still made her feel a little depressed.
"The ceremony is complete. Send them to the bridal chamber!"
In the festive red bridal chamber, the dragon and phoenix candles burned quietly. Ye Li sat quietly on the new bed that was embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, speechless. She knew that Mo Xiuyao was sitting not far from the bed and looking at her, but he didn't seem to have any intention of coming forward. "Can I take this off?" She couldn't wait for the groom to do it, so she could only ask herself. After a while, Mo Xiuyao slowly walked forward. His eyes lit up as the veil on her head was removed. The two of them were stunned when they saw each other. Ye Li was used to Mo Xiuyao's plain clothes, so she wasn't used to seeing him in a bright red robe. But … this man didn't seem to be ugly no matter what color he wore. Mo Xiuyao was only dazed for a moment. A trace of surprise flashed through his calm eyes, but it immediately disappeared without a trace. The two of them looked at each other in silence for a moment, feeling a little restrained.
Ye Li leaned forward and pulled Mo Xiuyao's left hand. Mo Xiuyao was stunned and immediately wanted to pull back his clenched fist.
"Let go." Ye Li said lightly.
His fingers gradually loosened. His broad hand didn't look like a pampered noble's. There were many calluses and scars on it, but it didn't look hideous. Ye Li remembered that one of her childhood friends had once told her what a man's hand should look like. There should be some calluses, which meant that this man wasn't someone who didn't do any household chores. There might even be one or two unsightly scars, which meant that this man wasn't someone who was raised in a boudoir. It would be best if it looked good. Only this kind of hand could make a woman feel safe and pleasing to the eye. At this moment, the palm of his hand was stained with a shocking scarlet. Four deep wounds were still slowly bleeding, but the man opposite her seemed to feel no pain at all. He opened his hand and allowed her to see.
Ye Li lowered her head to look at his scarred palm. She reached out a finger and gently touched it. Then … she pressed down hard. She raised her head and looked at the man whose expression did not change at all. "Doesn't it hurt?"
Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly. He looked at Ye Li with a warm gaze. "What kind of pain is this? I've been through worse."
Ye Li agreed. For someone who had been on the battlefield, this kind of injury was nothing. She stood up and walked to the side, rummaging through her dowry to find a familiar small box and carried it back. She sat by the bed and opened the box. She took out clean white cotton gauze and medicine and applied it on him. "Even if you're angry, you don't have to hurt yourself, right? I thought you were used to it? "
Mo Xiuyao smiled bitterly. "You saw it. I'm not used to it yet." He also thought that he was used to it. In reality, he had used seven whole years to get used to it. He was used to not being able to ride a horse and gallop on the battlefield. He was used to having to wear a mask in front of others. Otherwise, the scars on his face would attract fearful and sympathetic gazes. He was used to being seriously ill from time to time. His life in the past was like a dream. He always thought that he was used to it well. But today, standing in the hall and listening to the Prince of the Northern Tribes humiliate him, he realized that he was still far from it. So today, not only did he humiliate himself, he also humiliated his new wife, even though his wife did not blame him.
Ye Li clearly saw the guilt in the man's eyes and couldn't help but smile faintly, "I thought you knew that we would accept this marriage and I had already made preparations." Mo Xiuyao asked, "You knew that this would happen?" Ye Li shook her head and smiled, "Even if this didn't happen, there would be other situations. Do you think I can expect to live a peaceful and happy life after getting married? "Even a normal family would have its own problems, let alone a noble family like this. Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly. After a long time, he said softly, "Maybe I can't guarantee that you will live a carefree life. But as long as it's me, I will do my best to give you the life you want."
Ye Li raised her eyebrows. "I believe you." After applying the medicine, Ye Li put it away and smiled.
"You've been tired. You should rest early." Mo Xiuyao looked at Ye Li and said. Ye Li was stunned, but soon smiled again. "Okay, you should also rest early." Mo Xiuyao nodded and asked A Jin to push him away. He thoughtfully asked Qing Shuang and others who were waiting outside to serve him.
When Qing Shuang and others came in, Ye Li had taken off her jewelry and put it in the jewelry box on the dressing table. Qing Shuang frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "Miss, why did Prince leave?" Princess Sifu Great Elder Princess said on the spot that Prince Ding was not allowed to disturb the bridal chamber and did not need Prince Ding to drink with the guests. So now Prince Ding should be in the bridal chamber with Miss. Why did he come and leave?
Ye Li looked back and said with a smile, "This is the Prince Ding Mansion. Are you afraid that he has no place to rest?"
Qing Luan and Qing Yu prepared warm water and asked Ye Li to take a bath. Their expressions were not very good. Ye Li did not have time to care about whether the maids' expressions were good or not. In fact, in her opinion, Mo Xiuyao's decision was too considerate. Although she did not intend to be his wife in name for the rest of her life, she was really worried about whether she could adapt to do something with a man she was not familiar with and had only met a few times. At this point, she felt that she should admire the adaptability of ancient women. Usually, she could not even hold hands with a man. When it came to marriage, she had to roll in the sheets with a man she had never met. Taking off the heavy jewelry and gorgeous wedding dress, Ye Li relaxed her body with satisfaction and prepared to take a bath and rest. Until she lay on the soft and comfortable bed and fell asleep, there was still a faint smile on her lips. "Mother, grandfather, father, mother, and a large group of cousins, I married myself …"
Somewhere in the study room of the Ding King Mansion, Mo Xiuyao, who had already changed into plain clothes, sat behind the desk with a rarely seen gloomy and cold expression. Feng Zhiyao, who was dressed in red, lazily leaned against the door and said with a smile, "Why are you showing such an expression on the day of your wedding? Aren't you afraid of scaring sister-in-law. " In the corner of the room sat a hedonistic youth. He looked at him with a smile and said, "In my opinion, sister-in-law's courage is much bigger than what we imagined."
Feng Zhiyao thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "That's right. I really haven't seen many women with the guts of Third Miss Ye. "
"Have you said enough?" Mo Xiuyao raised his head and looked coldly at the two people who were not serious. Feng Zhiyao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Tonight, that idiot is the Eleventh Prince of the Northern Tribes, Yelu Ping. He is the son of the King of the Northern Tribes' most beloved concubine Xiao and the younger brother of the Seventh Prince of the Northern Tribes, Yelu Ye. He is also the nephew of the Northern Tribes' Winged Cavalry Great General, Helian Zhen. You can't have forgotten what you did to Helian Zhen seven years ago, right? "
"Helian Zhen's surname is Helian and Concubine Xiao's surname is Xiao. How can Yelu Ping be Helian Zhen's nephew?" The hedonistic youth asked in confusion.
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