Chapter 1

Regent Prince's Mansion.

In the east chamber, beside the carved bed, clothes were strewn on the floor.

Qing Yuan propped himself up, looking at the messy bedsheets with a frightened expression on his face.

Clearly, following the traces of that falling crimson, memories flooded back of the five or six men who had stormed into the bridal chamber last night. A surge of humiliation and anger welled up within him, causing him to abruptly...

Tears of humiliation welled up in her eyes.

"Why are you crying? You finally got married into the Duke Regent's Mansion as you wished, shouldn't you be happy?"

A cold, deep voice came, sending a shiver down Qing Yuan's spine. He turned his head in shock.

One could see the man sitting upright on the chair, his presence commanding and stern. His icy, indifferent gaze fell upon them like a knife, cutting deeply.

My mind was filled with a deafening explosion, and my throat constricted. "Your Highness... all this time?"

The man's voice was flat: "On the day of our wedding, I won't be here. Where should I be?"

Suddenly, it was as if five thunders struck the top of my head, and everything froze in an instant.

Thinking of the men who stormed into the bridal chamber last night, seeing these traces of tearing everywhere, it fills me with anger and resentment. And this man, who should have been in the room with his bride, spent the entire night sitting here, watching as those men ripped apart her clothes...

"Why! Do you hate me so much?!" She collapsed and roared, tears welling up.

The most wretched man, on his wedding night, was defiled by servants, a violation that wounded his heart.

My heart felt like it was being ripped apart, the pain making it hard to breathe.

From the time she had a crush on him, the Empress Dowager once praised the two of them as a perfect match made in heaven and even said she would bestow a marriage upon them.

Though it was said in jest, I have never forgotten it.

When she was thirteen, an illness caused her to gain weight and become unattractive. Since then, everyone she met looked at her with cold eyes and ridiculed her. Only he remained unchanged in his gaze, and he vowed even more that he would not marry anyone else.

I can wait, and wait, but what I get in the end is a marriage contract between him and his younger sister.

Unwilling to become strangers with him, she readily agreed when her younger sister proposed a marriage in her place. She thought that as long as she married him, there would be a day when he would fall for her.

A wedding night filled with anticipation turned into such a painful humiliation.

Upon hearing this, Fu Chinhuan let out a soft snort with his nose, and walked over slowly. He looked down at the person below him.

"Hate? You flatter yourself. This king only despises you, finds you repulsive!"

How dare she publicly offer herself as his queen in marriage? How dare she scheme against him!

Listening to his words, Qingyuan's voice was hoarse: "So, you found someone to tarnish my reputation and honor..."

Unwillingly, she grabbed his sleeve and asked in a choked voice, "If... if I wasn't so ugly, would you have liked me at all?"

That crazed look in his eyes was even more disgusting in Fu Chenhuan's view. A chill flashed across his deep eyes, and he gripped her jaw with such force that it felt like her bones would shatter. "Even if you resemble a celestial being, you still make this King feel nauseated!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she flung the hand she had been clenching away with all her might.

Qīngyuān was thrown onto the bed, with patches of purple appearing on her skin. The man's cold eyes swept over her, adding to her humiliation.

Fu Chenhuan left with a disgusted flick of his sleeve.

Watching his departing figure, Qingyu was filled with despair, staring blankly at him, her voice choked with sobs: "I... I know I was wrong..."

The man's steps paused slightly at the doorstep, but only for a moment. Then, he swept his sleeves and strode away.

He finally got a marriage contract from the Emperor, to marry Yue Ying. But now this disgusting person is ruining it!

Thinking about this, his eyes grew deeper, and he clenched his fists tightly.

In a moment, two maidservants carrying water entered the room. At that instant, Qingyuan abruptly burrowed under the bed, clutching the blanket to cover herself, but it couldn't hide the chaos on the floor.

That look made me too ashamed to even raise my head.

Through the wall, one could hear the maids' gossiping under the eaves.

Better to see than hear, you really are like a fat pig! How did you manage to marry in the girl's place last night? The second young lady is much thinner, didn't anyone who came for the wedding notice?

The maidservant explained with a disdainful tone, “I don't know how she snuck into the mansion last night. She drugged Miss Two and sat herself in the new bridal chamber! Last night, the Lord was drunk and went to the new room, almost getting taken advantage of! Fortunately, our Lord sobered up quickly, or else he would have been defiled by this sow!”

"Good heavens, what shameless audacity! A toad wants to eat a swan!"

Those voices were incredibly sharp, and even through the wall, we could hear their contempt and disgust.

Even so, Fu Chenhuan's heart must be filled with hatred......

Not even hate deserves it.

Qing Yuan clutched the blanket, her face pale and contorted with humiliation and grief. Tears finally streamed down her cheeks as she choked out, "If there's a next life, I promise I will never make you dislike me again..."

......

Two maidservants who had just stepped out of the courtyard suddenly heard a deafening boom from inside the cabinet. The two were startled and immediately turned around to run back into the room.

Immediately, a voice cried out from the room, "Someone! The princess has gone too far!"

(Editor in charge：novels of ken follett)