The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 163 Let’s Do One

She hadn't recovered from her shock until the day they first met on their wedding day. Just as Mr. Fanglin had said, she had no ability to resist at all.

On the day she left the palace to get married, the emperor sent someone to take her child away. He had a smile on his face, but in fact he was forcing her to cooperate in marrying Fuso. But what could she do?

There was nothing she could do. She couldn't just hold the child and cause a big fuss. She could only be obedient and not dare to have any ideas.

In this way, Chu Jian and Fu Sang performed the ceremony of greeting each other in the East Palace, and Chu Jian was listed in the jade book of the Nanbang royal family as Chu Yang, and Siming was also written under Fu Sang's name as the eldest grandson of the emperor.

There was a moment of confusion when we first met. Was she Chu Jian or Chu Yang?

In the bridal chamber, Chu Jian was sitting on the bed. Her bridal veil had been lifted up, but the child had not been sent back yet. She was extremely anxious.

"Crown Princess, the Emperor said that he will send Young Master Siming back tomorrow." Lu Yi comforted her.

But Chu Jian simply couldn't listen to Lu Yi's words. She was flustered and didn't know what to do. What if the emperor didn't let her child go even if she married Fu Sang? She shouldn't have let them take Siming away!

Soon, footsteps were heard outside.

"Princess Consort, it should be the prince who has returned. Please cover the veil." Lu Yi carefully covered her with the veil again. She didn't dare to resist when she first saw him.

The door opened, the person in green went down, and the door closed again. As the footsteps got closer, a pair of maroon boots appeared in her sight.

Chu Jian's previous panic turned into a little panic, but she had nowhere to escape.

Fuso did not rush to lift the veil, but squatted down, held her trembling hand and stroked it gently.

Chu Jian wanted to pull her hand away, but she didn't dare to, because she was afraid that her child was still in the emperor's hands.

The fear of being wronged, helpless, and having to compromise suppressed her, and her tears flowed uncontrollably, one after another, hitting the back of Fuso's hand and into Fuso's heart.

Fuso patted Chujian's hand and gently lifted the red veil. Chujian looked very weak as she held back her tears.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheek, pulled her up and sat her down in front of the dressing table, silently took off the pearl hairpins on her head one by one, untied her bun and gently combed her hair.

Then he wrung out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her hands and face. Although she showed no resistance at first, she could not wipe away her tears.

Finally, he pulled her to the table and handed her a glass of wine. She took it hesitantly with trembling hands, but finally drank it all in one gulp, and then she closed her eyes.

Since I can't escape fate, since I have no choice, then let it be, Jing Muyang, the love in my heart, goodbye...

Fuso also drank it all, and after putting down the wine glass, he first untied his wedding gown, and then reached out to carefully untie her clothes.

Chu Jian gritted her teeth and did not dodge or refuse even though her body was shaking. She allowed Fuso to untie her belt and unbutton her clothes.

The sound of the wedding dress falling to the ground was like one's heart falling to the ground, heavy and dull.

The strong arms held her, and the warm breath came up and kissed her cheek. Just when he felt he was about to kiss her lips, Chu Jian couldn't resist and subconsciously dodged.

Fuso hugged her tighter, pulled her shirt, turned his head and kissed her neck. Chu Jian was so scared that she pushed him away.

Fusang held her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Chuyang, I won't force you, but the emperor has sent someone outside the window. You need to cooperate with me, otherwise Siming will not survive tonight!"

When he first saw it, he suddenly stopped and looked towards the windowsill. There was indeed a figure outside the window who was listening attentively.

She looked up and met Fusang's eyes. The tenderness in Fusang's eyes was mixed with immense loss and sadness.

"Trust me! I will protect you and your child!"

Fuso kissed her eyes, then picked her up and carried her to the bed. With a wave of his hand, the bed curtain fell down, and then a bell sounded. Only then did Chu Jian realize that there was a golden bell hanging above the bed curtain, tinkling.

Then the messy ding-dong sound slowly became rhythmic...

Chu Jian sat on the inside of the bed with her knees hugged, and Fuso pulled the bed curtain again and again until there was no sound outside.

"Okay, they've gone far away, you can sleep peacefully, I said I won't force you, I won't force you." Fuso lifted the quilt and pulled her, "Come in, you'll catch a cold."

I hesitated at first sight.

"Come in, we have to sleep in the same bed on our wedding night, and there is only one quilt in this room." Fuso pulled her again.

It was indeed very cold at first sight, so she carefully crawled into the bed and slept on the innermost layer. The bed was very big, and the quilt was also very big, so even if they shared one, it was enough for each of them to cover themselves.

"It will be fine after tonight. I'll ask them to prepare an extra blanket tomorrow so you can sleep peacefully."

Fuso propped himself up and tucked her in carefully, then lay down at a safe distance. This should make her feel at ease.

"Thank you, Fuso."

Chu Jian said this softly. She really didn't expect Fuso to do this. On the wedding night, the prince of a country could have taken her for himself, but he didn't.

"Chu Yang, I don't want you to thank me. I want a promise from you. If one day you can't go back to Jing Muyang for whatever reason, can you stay with me?" This is the umpteenth time Fuso has said this.

Chu Jian sighed. Does she still have a chance to go back? She has already exchanged greetings with Fusang. Can she still go back to Jing Muyang?

Although she and Fusang did not have sex, she was not a virgin. How could she prove it? Would Jing Muyang believe her and accept her?

And how much pain would Jing Muyang have to endure to accept losing her again in this way.

If you put yourself in her shoes, she would feel suffocated just thinking about it.

"Chu Yang..." Fu Sang felt particularly lonely because Chu Jian did not respond for a long time. However, he was happy that Chu Jian did not reject him immediately this time. "You can think about it more. I can wait for you."

"I promise you." Chu Jian agreed.

Since only one of them can be fulfilled, then let's fulfill one of them. Fuso didn't force her. Maybe just like Mr. Fanglin said, time will dilute everything, and maybe one day Fuso will be able to enter her heart.

Fuso was instantly extremely excited and turned to look at her. Perhaps one day he could truly hold her in his arms as a husband.

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