Under the dim candlelight, the red veil was lifted, and A Yao was pressed down on the wedding bed, her thin and weak body unconsciously trembling under the man’s body.

“Are you afraid of me?”

“No, I’m not afraid.”

She couldn’t be afraid!

At this point, she could not retreat.

The man buried his head in her neck and said in a hoarse voice, “You smell so good.”

The bright red wedding dress was peeled off.

The room was full of romance.

…

After that, A Yao took advantage of the fact that Rong Qianhan was fast asleep, she got out of bed and got dressed before she left the room quietly.

When Su Yuyan, who was waiting outside the door, saw her coming out, she complained, “Why did it take so long?”

When Su Yuyan saw the bruises on A Yao’s neck, her face immediately darkened.

She should have been the one doted on Prince Regent tonight, but she wasn’t a virgin.

What a bargain for this lowly maid!

“You’d better keep everything that happened tonight to yourself. If you dare to mention it to others, neither you nor your mother will be able to live.”

A Yao looked up and said, “Miss, then my mother’s illness…”

Su Yuyan was the eldest daughter of the prime minister, and she was the washerwoman of Su Yuyan.

In order to treat her seriously ill mother, she could only replace Su Yuyan on her wedding night to consummate the marriage with Prince Regent – Rong Qianhan.

In order to save her mother, she was not regretful.

“I’ve instructed someone to bring your mother away and take care of her. I’ve also called for a doctor for her.”

“Thank you, Miss. Can I see my mother…”

Su Yuyan interrupted her impatiently. “Shut up! Get out of here. Don’t appear in front of Prince Regent again.”

“Yes.”

A Yao was in a trance for a moment before she endured the discomfort in her lower body and left.

Early the next morning.

When Rong Qianhan woke up, he saw Su Yuyan lying shyly beside him.

“Honey, you hurt me last night.”

Rong Qianhan furrowed his brows.

This voice was different from the voice of the frightened kitten last night.

This woman was really good at pretending!

“Darling, let me help you change clothes.”

Seeing that Su Yuyan was about to come over, Rong Qianhan got out of bed coldly, put on his clothes, and left.

Su Yuyan was left behind with an angry face!

…

After coming back from Rong Qianhan, A Yao rested for two hours and felt a little better.

Early in the morning, when she finished washing clothes in the backyard and splashed the water out, a dark blue figure happened to pass by.

The dirty water that had been used to wash clothes was just splashed all over the man.

She hurried forward to apologize. “I deserve to die! I…”

Before she could finish her sentence, she recognized that the person in front of her was Rong Qianhan from last night!

Why did Prince Regent come to the backyard?

Could it be that he had discovered something?

She fell to her knees at the feet of Rong Qianhan. “Please spare my life, Prince Regent. I didn’t mean to dirty your clothes…”

“Raise your head.”

A Yao looked up timidly and saw Rong Qianhan standing against the light. Even though half of his face was covered with shadows, it was still indescribably beautiful.

A Yao lowered her head again when she felt the innate nobleness and pressure.

“I’ve never seen you before.”

A Yao replied in a low voice, “I’m the washerwoman of the secondary consort. I just followed the secondary consort to the Prince Regent’s Residence yesterday.”

Her soft and trembling voice reminded Rong Qianhan of “Su Yuyan”, who was under him last night.

Last night was his first time losing control!

Her thin and weak body was clearly trembling violently, but she had always cooperated with him to climb to the top.

Seeing that he didn’t speak for a long time, A Yao asked in a low voice, “Is there anything else, Prince Regent? If not, I’ll take my leave first.”

Without waiting for Rong Qianhan to respond, she took it as a yes and turned to leave.

“Stop right there!”

A Yao trembled and stood rooted to the spot with her back to him.

Rong Qianhan walked up to her and looked down at her. “Are you afraid of me?”

“No, I’m not afraid.”

Rong Qianhan suddenly frowned.

This voice was too familiar!

“What’s your name?”

“I…”

“Darling.”