When Mu Yanming returned, Mo Qinghuan was sitting properly by the bed, with a wedding veil covering her head.
He stopped at the door for a moment, took a deep breath, and then stepped into the room.
Hearing the movement, Mo Qinghuan held her breath and sat still.
Mu Yanming walked to the table, picked up the nuptial wine on it, came to the bedside, grabbed Mo Qinghuan's hand, and placed the wine cup in it.
"Let's drink the nuptial wine," Mu Yanming said somewhat awkwardly, his hands tightly clenched into fists as if not knowing where to put them.
Mo Qinghuan was slightly stunned when she took the wine. "Shouldn't you lift the veil first and then drink the nuptial wine?"
Mu Yanming frowned slightly. How could he have mixed up such an important step? He took the wine cup from Mo Qinghuan's hand again and put it on the table. Then he picked up the jade ruyi, slowly walked up to Mo Qinghuan, held his breath, and lifted the veil on her head.
Mo Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and looked at him. Mu Yanming felt as if his heart skipped a beat at that moment.
After lifting the veil, Mo Qinghuan stood up, walked to the table, picked up the nuptial wine by herself, and drank the cross - cup wine with Mu Yanming.
Neither of them knew what to do next. They just stood there blankly for a while until Xiao Yi began to shout in Mo Qinghuan's mind.
"You have accidentally taken an aphrodisiac. Please take the medicine in time to suppress it." Only then did Mo Qinghuan start to feel as if her throat was on fire, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Mu Yanming, with his deep internal strength, had a later onset than her. But precisely because of this, the medicine took effect more severely and suddenly exploded in his mind.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Mo Qinghuan was a bit burning. Mo Qinghuan couldn't take the medicine in front of Mu Yanming, so she turned around and walked towards the bed, then quickly stuffed the pill into her mouth.
However, just as she had taken the medicine and hadn't reached the bed yet, Mu Yanming hugged her from behind.
His warm and moist breath sprayed on her neck, making her itch. Just as she was about to turn her face to see where Mu Yanming was, his kiss had already landed on her neck.
"Mu Yanming, you..."
She tried to struggle, but heard Mu Yanming's slightly hoarse voice. "Don't move. There are people watching outside."
She was shocked by Mu Yanming's self - control. "You're not poisoned?"
She didn't get a response, but she more or less knew the answer, because all she could hear were Mu Yanming's heavy grunts.
She stood there, her mind working rapidly on how to react so as not to arouse the suspicion of the people outside the house.
But before she could figure it out, a heavy force came over, and she was pressed onto the bed by Mu Yanming.
"Ah!" She let out a startled cry. Hearing the commotion, the people outside looked at each other and then went back to report.
Mu Yanming heard the sound of the people outside leaving, but he didn't get up immediately. He found himself somewhat addicted to the smell on Mo Qinghuan's body. That feeling inexplicably made him feel at ease.
"Mu Yanming, the people have..." Mo Qinghuan didn't finish her sentence when Mu Yanming's cold lips pressed over, blocking all her words.
Mo Qinghuan stared at Mu Yanming with wide eyes. He had his eyes closed, and his black eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. His straight nose slightly touched hers. Only then did she realize that she seemed to have forgotten to struggle.
She raised her hand to push Mu Yanming away, but he grabbed her hand and pinned it above her head.
She then lifted her leg, but Mu Yanming pulled her onto his body with a strong force.
The position of the woman on top of the man...
It was really a bit embarrassing.
Finally, when Mu Yanming felt that his consciousness was about to fade away, he finally let go of her.
He sat on the edge of the bed, gasping for breath.
Mo Qinghuan curled her legs and sat on the bed, hugging her legs. Her lips were a bit swollen from Mu Yanming's kiss, and her neck also hurt a bit.
"Just now..."
As Mu Yanming was about to speak, Mo Qinghuan looked up at him. "I know. You had no choice."
Mu Yanming turned his head to look at her. "Will you blame me?"
Mo Qinghuan smiled. "Go to sleep." She got out of bed and walked behind the screen to undress.
After what had just happened, she forgot that Mu Yanming's poison hadn't been cured. So when she took off her red wedding dress and came back wearing her middle - layer clothes, Mu Yanming just took one look and lost control. He strode over, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed.
Then he began to untie his belt. After taking off his wedding clothes, he walked step by step towards the bed.
Mo Qinghuan rubbed her sore buttocks from being thrown. She secretly took out a syringe from Xiao Yi's space and hid it behind her.
The moment Mu Yanming got close, she stabbed the syringe into his buttocks. But before she could finish injecting the medicine, Mu Yanming grabbed her wrist.
"What are you doing?" Mu Yanming looked at her with a gloomy face, and a chill shot out from his black eyes. "You..." Before he could finish his sentence, he fell down.
The medicine Mo Qinghuan injected into him was a strong anesthetic and an antidote. Then she crawled out from under him, helped him onto the bed, lowered the bed curtain, and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Mo Qinghuan was sleeping soundly and didn't notice a cold and icy gaze staring at her.
Mu Yanming propped his head up with one hand, lying on his side and looking at Mo Qinghuan.
Mo Qinghuan smacked her lips and turned over, facing away from Mu Yanming.
Where Mu Yanming couldn't see, she slowly opened her eyes.
...
In the palace.
"Your Majesty, this subordinate saw with his own eyes that the two of them have consummated their marriage," reported a secret guard.
Mu Linyi waved his hand at the secret guard who had reported. The secret guard immediately disappeared and stayed by Mu Linyi's side at any time to protect him.
Concubine Li came in at this time, carrying ginseng soup. When she saw Mu Linyi with a gloomy face, she walked up to him.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" She deliberately probed Mu Linyi.
Mu Linyi glanced at Concubine Li. Just as she had placed the ginseng soup on the imperial table, he pulled her over.
"Come and accompany me, and I won't be in a bad mood," he said and kissed her on the neck.
It was more like gnawing than a kiss. He pinched Concubine Li's slender waist and didn't see her disgusted expression.
Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore. He carried her to the bed. Under the blue gauze curtain, he roughly tore off her thin clothes and galloped wildly on her body, but in his mind, he was thinking of Mo Qinghuan's pure and charming face.
When dawn came, Concubine Li woke up first. She lifted the quilt and looked at the blue and purple marks on her body, biting her lips.
For the sake of the grand plan, she endured it. But when everything was accomplished, she would surely cut this man to pieces.
Just as she was thinking, at this time, a maid came in and winked at her.
She quietly crawled out of the quilt. But just as she lifted a corner of it, Mu Linyi's arm came over. Then he leaned over, and she was pressed under Mu Linyi again.
She coyly pushed against his chest. "Your Majesty, it's time to get up and go to court."
Mu Linyi was aroused by her, but it was really time to get up.
Concubine Li served him to dress. After he left, the maid came in.
She whispered in Concubine Li's ear, "Your Ladyship, the master asks you to help prepare something and send it to the palace gate. He will use it when he enters the palace today."
Concubine Li nodded. She didn't need to hear more to know what it was.