I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 140: So Thoughtful

He wanted to remove the fan, to see the face beneath it, how radiant and beautiful it was, like a flower-shameful jade. However, he could not lift his hands, which were hanging by his side.

The woman's sweet body fragrance lingers on the nose for a long time, making the person who wants to grab it hold his breath.

“It’s so boring!”

Chu Mingzheng hurriedly averted his gaze, walked to the window, and slowly pushed it open. The bright moon hung high in the sky, catching his eye. He couldn't quite remember what day it was, but he only remembered that the moon was so bright and round that it eclipsed the starry sky.

It also made him pale in comparison.

Lu Mingyang turned his head and saw the bright moon. It was indeed beautiful. But no matter how beautiful it was, he couldn't stare at the moon all the time. Wouldn't that make his neck uncomfortable?

She couldn't sit still any longer, so she put down her fan and walked over.

Suddenly, his waist felt tight. Chu Mingzheng looked down and saw a pair of delicate hands. He reached out and touched them, and suddenly his entire back felt warm.

Her delicate hand touched his heart: "Your Highness, the moonlight is not as warm as the red candle."

Lu Mingyang cried out, his vision darkening. When he came to, he found her lying in his arms, a wide-open window behind him, and her handsome face magnified before disappearing. Between their lips, only the scent of each other remained.

She stood on tiptoe and sat on the windowsill, happily chasing his strength; she held up her soft body and greedily sucked in her tenderness.

The bright red wedding dress stretched to the bed, and was taken off piece by piece, revealing an incomparably beautiful flower, white and holy.

His kiss was as heavy as a thousand pounds, moving down along her red lips. Lu Mingyang looked up and gasped, and saw the window wide open. She shyly pushed him away, "Close, close the window..."

"Is it cold?" Chu Mingzheng was reluctant to leave and wanted to get closer to the beauty he wanted.

"No, someone..."

"Who is there?"

During the shoving, the wedding wine cup placed on the table beside the bed fell down. The sound of metal and stone colliding was so sharp that Chu Mingzheng suddenly froze.

"Your Highness!"

Lu Mingyang called out softly, and Chu Mingzheng hurriedly got up to close the window. Looking back, the woman on the bed had already slumped into the quilt. Her clothes were scattered across the bed and below, some his, some hers.

The ruby-studded golden cup lay on the ground, the wedding wine spilled all over it. Chu Mingzheng's eyes stung, and he said hoarsely, "You should get some rest!"

what?

Lu Mingyang almost thought she had misheard. She looked over, but the person had vanished. The ambiguous atmosphere hadn't dissipated yet, but she was alone.

Intermittent crying sounds came from under the quilt.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

In the study, empty wine jars were scattered across the floor. A frustrated man sat among the bottles, opening another and pouring it into his pent-up chest. Thunder rumbled, becoming increasingly oppressive and suffocating, and gradually, a heavy rain began to fall.

Chu Mingzheng picked up a jar of wine and rushed out into the rain. Amidst the silent streets and alleys, there was only a lonely figure, rushing around. The rain was like a knife, hitting his face.

"It feels so good!" Chu Mingzheng shouted to the sky.

Leng Lingfeng was sitting under the lamp reading a medical book when he suddenly heard a familiar voice. He opened the window and looked over. Sure enough, he saw a familiar figure, but he looked a little disheveled.

He had never seen him so embarrassed before. After Leng Lingfeng confirmed again and again, he hurriedly dragged the man into the inn.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Brother, I'm getting married!"

Chu Mingzheng patted Leng Lingfeng's shoulder and laughed foolishly. A whiff of alcohol hit him, and Leng Lingfeng threw him onto the couch in disgust and went to search the medicine box for a hangover remedy.

Chu Mingzheng leaned against the couch, his eyes reddened. "There was no wedding ceremony, no guests, and I didn't even change my clothes, yet I wanted to possess her. What am I? A scoundrel, a hooligan, a lecher."

"What do you mean? Are you showing off here to me?" Leng Lingfeng sat over and drove him away jealously.

Chu Mingzheng rested his hands on the table, shook his head, and looked at the shadow in front of him: "You said, she won't cry, won't be sad? Or, do you mean, you don't care about me at all?"

"Hey!" Leng Lingfeng said dissatisfiedly, "No one is so heartless as you. They don't care about you, but they suffer such a great injustice for you? This is something you should have asked for."

"I'm such a fucking bastard!" Thinking of the red candles on the wedding gown, Chu Mingzheng picked up the wine jar in his right hand and smashed it on his head. The wine mixed with the porcelain shards and exploded.

"Hey, hey, hey, you made such a mess that the inn has to make me pay compensation." Leng Lingfeng pushed the man away with disgust. The man lay on the couch swaying and fell asleep.

"I told you that you would like her!"

Leng Lingfeng spread out the hangover pills in his palm and smiled, not knowing whether he was laughing at the man in front of him or at himself.

……

It was three days later when Chu Mingzheng returned to the palace again. The last time, he was invited back by Pei Mian. This time, he saw the palace's wedding procession in the street in advance.

Pei Mian rode on a tall horse and helped him welcome Qin Miao back to the palace.

The palace was festooned with lights and festive decorations, but the main courtyard was deserted, with not a trace of red in sight. It was as if the memory of three days ago had been an illusion.

Pei Mian watched the bride enter the East Warm Pavilion, then turned back to look for His Highness. Seeing a ferocious face, he shuddered in fear: "Your Highness!"

Chu Mingzheng asked angrily, "Who asked you to go?"

"princess!"

Chu Mingzheng: “…”

Pei Mian continued, "The princess said that you have been angry with His Majesty these days and are in a bad mood. She asked me to help you welcome Concubine Qin into the palace to cheer you up."

Chu Mingzheng gritted his teeth: "She is really considerate!"

"The princess really cares about you."

Seeing that His Highness was a little angry, Pei Mian hurriedly spoke in good words for Lu Mingyang.

"She even specifically instructed her subordinates to make the wedding reception as grand as possible. This way, you can hint to His Majesty that your refusal to marry isn't because His Majesty doesn't want you to, but because you have someone else in your heart and don't want to marry the princess. This can be considered a win-win situation."

He also felt that His Majesty had gone a little too far. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to the princess's suggestion.

"Humph!" Chu Mingzheng laughed in anger after hearing this. "If she's so considerate, why doesn't she come and tell me so I can go and pick her up myself?"

Pei Mian said stubbornly, "The princess said she knows you want to go to the wedding in person, but it's against the rules. Please be patient and don't upset His Majesty again. After all, you can't bend your will, so just let it go."

That's really thoughtful!

Chu Mingzheng kicked Pei Mian on the leg: "Why do you listen to her so much?"

"Your Highness!" Pei Mian said aggrievedly, "You are the one who said that meeting the princess is like meeting you, and that I should obey your orders."

"Get out, get out, get out of here!" Chu Mingzheng chased them away with a headache.

The sky gradually darkened and the lights in the east warm room were brightly lit.

Qin Miao sat on the bed, her face flushed with shyness. It was a pity that she couldn't get married in the hall, and it was a pity that she couldn't wear bright red. Otherwise, she would definitely be the happiest bride in the world.

But Brother Zheng asked the Prince of Pei to come and marry him, which shows how much he cherishes me. From now on, as long as I can firmly grasp Brother Zheng's heart. When Brother Zheng ascends to the throne, I will definitely be the most noble woman in the world.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door opened.