Huangfu Lingyao started shouting from a distance, and a group of servants couldn't stop him, letting him barge into the Lei Hua Garden.
Liu Shimai's eyes were cold, these servants were flattering and belittling!
It was obvious that without someone guiding him, how could Lingyao have known that she lived here and found his way here without making a mistake!
Huangfu Lingyao's intelligence was at the level of a five-year-old, without any distinction between men and women. He barged into the future bride's boudoir, looked around, and found Liu Shimai lying on the bed. His eyes lit up and he quickly ran over.
His delicate features were full of childishness and joy, and his mouth couldn't stop smiling. "Fairy sister, Father has decreed! They said that you will be my wife in the future, and I can sleep with you, play with you, and be together every day. Is it true?"
It turned out that the imperial decree had been delivered. According to the rules, the imperial decree would be sent to the Dunyu Prince's Mansion first, and then to the Xiang Mansion. Did these two fools follow the imperial decree here?
Liu Shimai's lips twitched, turning her face away from Lingyao.
She didn't want to speak!
Just as she had decided to treat her silly husband as a son, when she saw this man who was over six feet tall, full of energy like a husky, she couldn't bring herself to treat him as a son!
Lingyao couldn't see her face, and he became anxious. He even climbed onto the bed and nervously asked, "Fairy sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you lying down? Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the exposed part of Liu Shimai's neck, which had turned purple due to the marks he had left the night before.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, then quickly restrained itself.
Seeing him being so rude, Mo'er became anxious, "Your Highness, please come down! Our young lady has not yet married, and your behavior is inappropriate!"
"Go away, don't disturb me talking to Fairy sister!" Lingyao waved his hand and his gaze fell on the injury on Liu Shimai's shoulder, different from the bruise, and he couldn't help but frown.
The cut on her back was not there before they parted last night!
He pursed his lips, showing a stubborn look, and pushed Mo'er away, then quickly lifted the blanket off Liu Shimai, shouting, "You're too hot, why are you covering up so much? I'll help you cool down!"
Liu Shimai: "..."
She wanted to curse: Damn it!
Not only did he lift the blanket, but Lingyao also opened Liu Shimai's inner garment, revealing her back!
There were many small thorns on Liu Shimai's back, some of which had torn her skin, and the blood had dried up.
Moreover, the traces of their passion had not yet faded, making it even more unbearable to look at!
A coldness flashed in Lingyao's eyes, and he tightened his fingers around the white hem of her clothes.
This small action was fleeting and difficult to catch!
With Liu Shimai's back turned to him and Mo'er behind him, neither of them noticed.
"Your Highness, you've gone too far!" Mo'er wanted to step forward to stop him, but the next moment, she was stunned.
Because the silly prince was crying, crying with so much sadness, and his words were full of anger and concern, "Wife, who hurt you?"
"It must hurt so much!"
"Let me blow on it for you, okay?"
"Don't be afraid, I'll blow on it and it won't hurt anymore, okay?"
Liu Shimai gritted her teeth and almost bit her tongue!
Her mind was about to snap. If she wasn't worried about exposing herself when she got up, she would have kicked him!
But warm tears kept falling on her back, and this fool was really bending down to blow on her back. She couldn't help but stiffen all over.
What could she do to a silly man?
He was still a "baby"!
She couldn't help but rub her temples and patiently said, "You should go down first."
Naturally, Huangfu Lingyao refused, "No, my wife is so badly injured, I have to accompany you!"
He changed his words quickly, from "Fairy sister" to "wife." In this matter, he was not at all foolish!
Liu Shimai was amused by the man's logic, but she also knew that she couldn't communicate with a fool using ordinary people's thinking. She ground her teeth and said, "If you don't go down and let me put on my clothes, I'll cry for you to see!"
At these words, Mo'er looked at her young lady in shock!