The celebration didn’t stop until dawn, and the bonfire was gradually extinguished. After playing all night, the Di people finally felt tired. After King Khan gave a signal, they helped others back to rest in twos and threes.
Urhan drank a lot of wine and fell on the bed as soon as he entered Yanshi’s tent.
Seeing that he hadn’t taken off his robe and boots, the people of the Jokhang Palace thought of reminding him, but they were afraid that the scary King of Beidi who got drunk would be angry, so they didn’t know what to do for a while.
Jiang Rui was letting Qiuhua take off her makeup. Seeing their embarrassed looks in the mirror, Jiang Rui said, “Put down the hot water and hangover tea, and let’s all go have a rest.”
“Yes.”
Seeing everyone retreating, Qiuhua said worriedly: “Princess, please let me stay.”
“What are you doing here? You haven’t slept all night. Go back and have a good sleep. Just leave two people to wait outside the tent.”
Jiang Rui changed out of her wedding clothes, took off her jewelry, took the hot cloth from Qiuhua, and washed her face. She stood up and prepared to go to bed.
Qiuhua lowered her voice and said anxiously: “If, if he—”
Qiuhua was very anxious. This King of Beidi was already arrogant, and now he was drunk. Who knew if he had any bad habit of hitting people after drinking too much.
If that were the case, the Princess would not be able to withstand him because of her delicate body.
Hearing this, Jiang Rui turned around and patted her shoulder gently, “Go and rest peacefully. I’m fine.”
Qiuhua opened her mouth, but she didn’t know what to say. She also knew that if the King of Beidi was really drunk and crazy, she wouldn’t be able to stop him even if she stayed.
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help feeling a little sad and angry. Was the Princess really His Majesty’s most beloved daughter?
If he really loved her, there was Princess Anyang in the palace who was several months older than the Princess. Considering her age, it should be her turn to get married.
It was just that Princess Anyang and her concubine mother were favored, and her maternal grandfather’s family was very powerful, but her Princess had no backer. Only His Majesty’s love pushed her out.
How much was the so-called imperial family’s love worth?
When they left Jokhang, it was said that the Young Marquis of the Weiyuan family was favored by the noble concubine, and he was very likely to become Princess Anyang’s consort.
It should be noted that the Young Marquis had once begged her to say a kind word for him in front of the Princess. Now that the Princess was forced to be married, he turned around and climbed to another branch. This showed that men’s love was not reliable.
Thinking about the past events, Qiuhua felt that the King of Beidi was not too bad so far. Although he was sloppy and rude, he always took the initiative with the Princess.
It was just that the local custom seemed to be like this, but he also loved the Princess a bit. Tonight, many people asked the Princess to drink, but he suppressed them. He said that he would get drunk, so there was a reason for blocking the drink for the Princess.
But… after all, she still couldn’t feel at ease. With the figure of the King of Beidi, one was a Princess, while one looked so barbaric, so she always felt that he would bully the Princess.
The grand palace maid Qiuhua was full of worries and melancholy, and then she turned around and left the Yanshi’s tent.
Jiang Rui opened the bead curtain and came to the bed. Urhan fell on the bed, smelling of alcohol. She was going to take a blanket to the bed to deal with it. Otherwise, she would be intoxicated by the smell of alcohol, so how could she sleep?
But before she could take a step, the drunken man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were not as clear and sharp as usual, but they were not so drunk that he was unconscious.
“Are you not drunk?”
Urhan turned over and sat up on the bed. He pressed his forehead and said, “If I weren’t drunk, they wouldn’t let me go.”
But he couldn’t let himself get really drunk, otherwise, he would fall on the bed and couldn’t sleep on the first day of marriage. His Yanshi would definitely have an opinion. The wedding celebration was over for others, but it was just the beginning for him.
He felt a little more awake and looked up at his Yanshi again. She had changed out of last night’s wedding clothes and was wearing simple bedclothes. Her hair was down, and there was no decoration on her face.
Although it was not as flashy and dazzling as when dressed up, it made the whole person more approachable.
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