The Abandoned Consort's Guide, Your Highness Please Save Face ? Chapter 1 Marriage "Bang."

The door was kicked open with force.

Ruan Tang shivered, her head trembling with the bright red bridal veil on top.

The two maidservants standing by the bed exchanged glances, both seeing embarrassment in each other's eyes.

"Go down!" Helin barked coldly.

Two maidservants’ eyes flashed with fear, they hurriedly retreated, afraid of being implicated if they were late.

Ruan Tang heard the sound of the door closing. Yingying, who was sitting on the bridal bed, lifted her head slightly and curtsied gracefully towards Helin Han: "This concubine greets Your Highness!"

Before his words could even leave his mouth, he was suddenly seized by Helin Han around the neck.

"Ruan Tang!" Helen Han's eyes narrowed, staring daggers at her. His hand clenched tightly.

"My lord!" Ruan Tang's neck ached, her breath caught in her throat, and her face flushed red as suffocation came crashing down on her.

A deathly pallor shrouded his heart, as he was lifted up, struggling in mid-air. Just when he thought he would die, he was thrown heavily to the ground by Helin Han.

"Cough cough!" Ruan Tang covered her neck and coughed violently. Her eyes, slightly red, stared at the tall and handsome man before her. He had a high nose bridge and wore a happy robe, exuding an icy and bone-chilling aura. She took a deep breath and said hesitantly: "Your Highness, are you satisfied?"

Helen's eyes narrowed, the coldness in her gaze intensifying: "You deserve to die!"

"That's right!" Ruan Tang took a breath and sighed, "I indeed deserve to die, but Your Highness still married me, hurting your sister!"

A dazzling smile ignited Helan Han's suppressed fury.

Helian Han gritted his teeth, stomped on Ruan Tang with all his might, his foot pressing down as if he wanted to crush her into the ground.

Her ribs were pierced with sharp pain, Ruan Tang's face turned pale as she cried out in agony. Helian Han wanted to crush the bones that caused her such torment.

Before he could even speak, Helian Han kicked him out a zhang's distance with his foot. His eyes glinted with cold fury as he looked at the little servant boy at the door and said, "This man, I give him to you!"

Two guards stood outside the door. Upon hearing this, their faces showed astonishment as they looked at each other in disbelief, thinking they must have misheard.

Helian Han glared at them, his voice icy cold. "Deaf? Or just don't understand this King's words?"

"Lord... Lord, the Princess..." One of the maidservants had just begun to speak when Helan Han's piercing gaze shot over. He immediately shut his mouth, not daring to utter another word.

"A lowly wretch, unworthy to be a princess!" Helian Han's eyes burned with rage as he glared at the prostrate Ruan Tang. His voice was as cold as ice, piercing her heart: "Take her away! Make good use of her, or I'll have you regret it!"

Two little servants upon seeing this, their faces were overlaid with a layer of slightly conflicted joy, responding with: "Yes… yes…"

As he reached for Ruan Tang, a sudden, sharp cry rang out, and he fell to the ground.

He Lianhan instinctively turned his head to see Ruan Tang swaying as she stood up. Her voice, despite the pain in her brow, was clear and firm: "He Lianhan, whether you acknowledge it or not, I...Ruan Tang, am your lawfully wedded wife, the Princess Consort of Jin, whom you personally brought back to our home from the Prime Minister's Residence with the proper rituals of marriage."

The three words "Prime Minister's Residence" instantly pulled He Lianhan back to his senses, a layer of intense coldness spreading through his eyes.

Ruan Tang looked at him, his face as black as a cauldron, with traces of redness on his lips. He then coldly continued, "The marriage certificate between us was sealed with the Emperor's seal. Are you trying to rebel by humiliating me like this?"

Huo Lian's pupils constricted suddenly, a furious smile twisting his lips. He tightened his grip on Ruan Tang's neck, gritting his teeth and snarling, "Very well, you've reminded this King. Bring her to the firewood shed and treat her with utmost care!"

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