Chapter 1: Pass on

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The night was as cold as water.
Su Qiqi, dressed in a red wedding dress, sat in the wedding room of the Dingbei King's Palace, his hands clasped tightly, and his palms sweated slightly.
Hipa covered her face, and no one could see her uneasiness and helplessness. This was destined to be a wedding with no one's blessing, and she could only be an unwelcome, a puppet at the mercy of others.
She, Su Qiqi, was the eldest daughter of Xiangfu's government, and was also the queen's candidate for the emperor's nomination. Before the wedding, a decree changed from concubine to concubine, and it became the laughingstock of the world.
Wen Wanren's lovely sister married into the palace, but she became an unbearable woman who abandoned her and gave it to Beihou Mowen.
Just because he looks no better than his sister Su Mengru.
It is even more because that bloodthirsty and cruel and ruthless Dingbei Hou is the pride of the Great Yan State, the nail of the emperor and the thorn in the flesh.
Today the emperor wants to humiliate the second prince by Su Qiqi.
Although she was born as a niece, her mother was not favored. In order for her mother to gain a foothold in Xiangfu, she had to accept this childlike marriage. She could imagine what would happen in the future ...
Suddenly quiet in the new house, occasionally the crackling sound of candles, this kind of silence, even more disturbing Su Qiqi heart.
She is waiting, waiting for the man who decides his life, waiting for the future.
The door was pushed open, his footsteps calm and calm.
"Master Wang." The sounds of Xi Niang and Yayi were trembling, respectful.
"Every time," said the light and arrogant voice, without any hesitation.
It also made Su Xiaoxiao, who had no details in his heart, complained, and there was no joy in the voice of this man. This wedding really made him very dissatisfied.
Across the hijab, I saw a pair of black boots, and I twisted my hands a little tighter.
With a bang, the phoenix crown on top of her head was photographed, and her hair became sore, and she knelt down with this force.
"Look up and look at the King." Mo asked Chen coldly.
"Yes, Lord." Su Qiqi was careful to survive in Xiangfu since he was a child. At this time, he looked even weaker.
I didn't dare to get up, I just knelt like that.
To meet the man on the opposite side, on the wedding day, this man is still in black, with a slender figure, and handsome features. This is a beautiful generation of men, but because of those cold eyes, he became a cold person.
Looking at Su Qiqi's handsome face, Mo Wenchen's pupils shrank, his face was blue, and an inexplicable air-conditioner was scattered all over his body.
Let Su Qiqi dare not look straight.
It is rumored that this man is cruel and bloodthirsty and ruthless, it seems true that this face has been revealed.
Thin lips are tight.
Raising her head slowly, facing Mo Wenchen's eyes, she worked hard to calm herself, clasped her hands to the ground, and slightly looked at the handsome man in front of her. With one glance, she knew that she would sink into it.
This man has the crazy capital of another woman, and knows that it is a moth to catch fire ...
"You are the disgrace of my king." Suddenly, Mo Wenchen raised his hand and pinched Su Qiqi's jaw. It seemed gentle, but he was very vigorous. He was a perennial martial artist, making Su Qiqi unable to bear this Pain.
Tears rolled in the eyes, but never fell.
Listening to Mo Wenchen's words, Su Qiqi did not answer.
Looked straight at him.
"You don't deserve to be the princess of the King, you are only worthy of the lowest-quality slavery." Said with a disgusting look, she pushed Su Qiqi away and turned to leave.
Because of this sentence, he destined Su Qiqi's fate in the future.
The door opened and closed again, and the room was silent again.
But it wasn't long before the door was pushed open again, because Su Qiqi, who was numb in his heart, didn't get up, looked at the slim beauty who came in.
The face looked very charming under the red candlelight.
The facial features were beautiful, she walked gently, her eyes narrowed, and everyone melted into her smile.
"The prince has orders, and the queen-prince is only worthy of being the lowest-ranked slave." The woman spoke softly, and the words "prince and the slave" bitten clearly: "I haven't taken the princess to the racquet.
The two guards behind him were a little stunned: "Ah ..."
After looking at each other, they didn't dare to move.
"Why? The princess and mother think the king is wrong?" The woman did not look at the guard, but faced Su Qiqi who was kneeling there.
"Don't dare." Su Qiqi knew that everything could not be changed.
For her mother in Xiangfu, she could only bear it.
Slowly got up, walked calmly, his face was calm as before, and the guard at the door smiled calmly: "Brother, please lead the way."