The phoenix sings among the green willows, a new scroll unfolds; the phoenix alights on the tall phoenix tree, joyfully announcing the arrival of spring.
Zhao Ling'er, dressed in a red wedding gown, sat in the bedroom, her face showing a mixture of confusion and helplessness. This was perhaps the kind of trouble every girl who was married by her parents and a matchmaker had. Marrying a man she had only met once or even never met, and spending her life together in mutual support, sounded easy, but only the woman knew the full extent of the bitterness involved.
What kind of person is the man? Will he treat me well after we get married? Will he always love me?
As Zhao Ling'er's mind wandered, she remembered her grandmother's instructions. Her grandmother's tired face appeared in her mind, her aged eyes becoming increasingly cloudy, her gaze lingering on her grandmother, earnestly saying, "Princess, do you know why I married you off to her?"
Zhao Ling'er shook her head, swallowing the words of complaint she had intended to utter. Although she had doubts, she believed that her grandmother would not harm her after so many years of getting along with her.
"Cough cough cough!"
Grandma coughed a few times, and Zhao Ling'er quickly went to gently pat her back and use her spiritual power to soothe her body. However, she noticed a flash of crimson on the handkerchief that Grandma was covering her mouth.
"Grandma, you..."
Grandma waved her hand, interrupting her question, and said earnestly, "I'm fine, I was just injured by the shock. I didn't expect this man to be so strong. The recoil alone was enough to seriously injure me."
At this point, Grandma glanced at Zhao Ling'er's legs. The green silk skirt covered her slender and long legs, but they were no longer snake tails.
Thinking of that man's gaze, which regarded all living beings as pawns, Grandma's heart trembled. She grabbed Zhao Ling'er's hand and whispered in her ear:
“Princess, I know you are wondering why I am marrying you off to him, but there is no turning back now. With my many years of experience, I can tell from that man’s behavior that he is an extremely domineering man. He may look like a refined scholar, but in reality, he is as majestic as an emperor!”
At this point, Grandma paused, tears welling in her eyes. If she could, she wouldn't want Zhao Ling'er to fall into that man's trap.
“I saw greed in his eyes when he looked at you. Once you fall into his hands, your fate will surely be terrible, Miss. But these kinds of people all have one thing in common: they have an extremely strong possessive desire for what they own. So I took the liberty of betrothing you to him, hoping that he would treat you as his possession and cherish you well…”
Items...
Zhao Ling'er's eyes dimmed, and she couldn't help but sigh.
Creak!
The door slowly opened, and Zhao Ling'er's heart began to race. She nervously closed her eyes, as soft footsteps echoed in her heart.
"Um?"
But after a long time, she still didn't feel any touch. When she opened her eyes, she found her groom, Xu Le, sitting on the table with a pot of fine wine, teasingly asking, "Why is my wife troubled?"
"Why……"
Zhao Ling'er asked in confusion, but before she could finish speaking, the space around her inverted and the scenery changed rapidly. When she came to her senses, she was already on a cliff.
Thump!
She took a small step, kicking a pebble that was knocked down. It took a long time for the echo to be heard. Zhao Ling'er looked around and saw nothing but a bottomless abyss and scattered weeds.
Where am I?
Unable to suppress her doubts, Zhao Ling'er asked in a low voice.
Xu Le smiled without saying a word, then raised his head and pointed to the sky.
Sky?
Zhao Ling'er looked up. It was a cloudy day, with dark clouds covering the ground, pressing down like a mountain, making it gloomy and terrifying.
Xu Le withdrew his hand, clenched his fist, and swung it out suddenly. The series of movements were completed in one go, and the powerful true energy was transformed into the force of the fist.
Rumble!
The immense force of the punch swept in all directions, but how could the clouds formed by the condensation of water vapor possibly stop it? They were powerlessly dispersed, and beams of light scattered down.
"This is!"
Zhao Ling'er opened her eyes wide. Her pupils, as pure and beautiful as obsidian, reflected the stars in the sky. They seemed to breathe, twinkling incessantly. The starlight fell upon her, weaving a veil of starlight that covered her body. Combined with her peerless beauty, she looked like a celestial being descended to earth.
"So beautiful!"
With a smile in her eyes, Zhao Ling'er felt all her worries vanish in that moment. She naturally danced gracefully amidst the starlight, the bright full moon shining like the sun, showering down countless moonlight to accompany her dance.
Xu Le stood aside, admiringly watching his woman dance alone under the moon like a fairy. Zhao Ling'er was different from ordinary women. Forcibly conquering her would only make her depressed, like a flower with its roots cut off. Even if he got her, she would wither soon. The only way to control this kind of woman was through love. As long as he gave her love to rely on, she would always have her heart set on him alone.
The word "love" can be incredibly harmful! Love is indeed the best tool for controlling those who are in love.
As Zhao Ling'er danced gracefully, she was suddenly pulled into Xu Le's arms. Meeting Xu Le's deep gaze, her heart fluttered, and she had a slightly different impression of this man. Xu Le's gentle voice rang in her ears: "Is Madam satisfied with my gift?"
"I'm...satisfied!"
Zhao Ling'er dared not meet his gaze, pretending to be indifferent as she looked away. Gazing at the still-scattered starlight, a thought crossed her mind: Since it can't be changed, you're not so bad as you are...
Amidst Zhao Ling'er's exclamation, Xu Le lifted her up by the waist, spun her around a few times, and then the inner world gate opened, revealing a snow-white brocade that fell and spread on the ground.
When a woman receives a surprise and her psychological defenses are weakened, you must not hesitate to press your advantage. Otherwise, this cheap feeling of being moved will only fade away with time and become worthless in the end.
So, many guys, after creating a romantic gesture, actually walk the girl home. This is really...
Xu Le pinned Zhao Ling'er down, slowly approaching her under her shy gaze. His warm breath touched her neck, bringing a touch of warmth. Zhao Ling'er slowed her breathing, listening to the strong heartbeat of the man who was about to become her husband, and the unease in her heart seemed to dissipate.
Although the future seemed bleak, a sense of resignation crept into my heart, replaced by a renewed sense of resistance and despair...
Xu Le's hand slowly slid down her body. At times like these, he couldn't be impatient. He had to let the girl calm down and make her enjoy the feeling.
Zhao Ling'er's face was flushed, like a child who had secretly drunk some fine wine. Her tipsy appearance was captivating. Feeling the warmth, Zhao Ling'er bravely raised her head and asked, "Do you really only see me as an object?"
Xu Le paused slightly, his gaze as deep as the starry sea, and replied with a smile, "Guess!"
Before Zhao Ling'er could think further, she was completely overwhelmed, accompanied by a splash of crimson on the brocade...