Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 562 Luo Yuheng Can't Be This Small (10,000 words)
At this time, Luo Yuheng, the second one, was somewhat extreme, even insane.

Each time she awoke, she could feel the disappearance drawing ever closer, and she was powerless to stop it, forced to helplessly endure the terror of death—a feeling of unbearable torment. Even Luo Yuheng, who had experienced so much and possessed an extremely strong mental fortitude, was on the verge of collapse. The tears that had rolled down her cheeks earlier seemed more like a catharsis.

Disappearance was inevitable.

All Luo Yuheng No. 2 could do was try not to leave any regrets before disappearing, so that his existence from birth to death could be considered a satisfactory one.

In her heart, what she longed for most was to have a perfect wedding with Song Yan, to become a real husband and wife with Song Yan, the only man she cared about, to bow to the altar together, and to enter the bridal chamber together. If she could hold on until the child was born and see what the child looked like, she would probably have no more worries.

Now that most things are ready, all that's left is for Song Yan to enter the bridal chamber. Everything seems perfect, but just as she was about to kill the woman, she suddenly remembered something extremely important.

Fallen petals!

In reality, not every woman experiences menstruation.

Some women are born without it, while others, especially those who are physically active and enjoy martial arts, might accidentally lose their virginity during a high kick or a split, resulting in premature loss of their virginity. However, people in that era were unaware of this and still believed that virginity was a symbol of purity. If the bride's bridal veil didn't have a smear of blood on her wedding night, she was highly likely to be accused of infidelity, possibly receiving a divorce and being sent back to her parents' home, or even being drowned in a pig cage.

Of course, Luo Yuheng, number two, doesn't need to worry about this problem, since her menstrual blood was already gone on the night Luo Tianxuan and Song Yan got married.

But isn't this a bit too much?

A slightly eerie gaze silently fell upon Usana... Perhaps, he should borrow this woman's body for a while?
Look at this woman, her eyes and brows are still slightly smudged, she must still be clean.

At worst, once the handkerchief is stained red, she can just push it aside. She can't let her ruin her wedding; would that make her wedding night complete? It must be said that Luo Yuheng's way of thinking at this moment is indeed somewhat unconventional, even extreme. She doesn't even feel any psychological burden. After all, this woman had sneaked into the bridal chamber and was preparing to attack her; she was clearly an assassin… For an assassin, taking her body instead of her life should be the lightest punishment imaginable.

Moreover, if Song Yan suddenly discovered that the woman he consummated his marriage with was a virgin, would he be pleasantly surprised? And if he then discovered that the woman lying in the bed was a complete stranger, would he be startled?

This must have left an indelible impression on Song Yan, right? Perhaps, in the future, whenever Song Yan shares a room with a woman, he will think of what he did.
In this way, perhaps Song Yan will remember her forever.

That's fine.

That's it.

As if lost in thought, Luo Yuheng, number two, smiled somewhat absentmindedly.

She laughed for a long time before letting out a soft breath, her face regaining its slightly melancholy expression. No matter how perfect the wedding preparations were, she still couldn't bear to part with it.

Then, Luo Yuheng, number two, shook her head vigorously and even raised her hands to gently pat her face.

But I can't keep this expression on. If Yan'er goes to the bridal chamber and sees my worried face, she probably won't be happy.

Luo Yuheng, number two, smiled with a familiar, gentle curve as he walked step by step toward Wushana, who had already fallen unconscious on the ground.

Untie Usana's belt.

She peeled off the delicate ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) covering her body.

Her dazzlingly white body, like mutton fat jade, was revealed.

She's definitely a beauty in the making. Although she's young, her figure already shows signs of growing up. Perhaps it's time to let Yan'er experience the pleasures of women her own age. Maybe then she'll change her habit of preferring widows.

Muttering to himself, Luo Yuheng lifted Wushana's white body with one hand and stuffed her into the bright red quilt, wrapping her up tightly.

As for herself, she opened the wardrobe and crawled inside, secretly observing the outside commotion through the gaps... What kind of expression would Yan'er have after discovering the truth? To be honest, Luo Yuheng was quite looking forward to it.

She knew she had gone a bit too far today.

But Yan'er will forgive herself, right?

……

call!
Under the bright moonlight, Song Yan's body cast a long shadow on the ground.

He exhaled heavily, letting out a few wisps of white mist.

Although it hasn't snowed anymore, the temperature feels even lower.

Inside the Prince Yan's mansion, many guests had already left. After seeing off the last guest, Song Yan returned to the mansion, only to find the courtyard in complete disarray. Many servants and maids were cleaning up. Lei Yi and Zhang Han had already passed out drunk, and even Luo Tianyang was not much better, leaning against the wall and vomiting profusely.

Although it's just rice wine, drinking too much of it can be quite overwhelming.

However, Wang Chao, Ma Han, Zhang Long, and Zhao Hu, as Song Yan's personal bodyguards, had to remain absolutely sober at all times. Therefore, they did not drink a drop of alcohol at this wedding banquet and were still full of energy.

When he turned around, the flush on Song Yan's face had faded a little, and his eyes showed a bit more rationality. He waved his hand, and Wang Chao, Ma Han, Zhang Long, and Zhao Hu immediately came over.

"What are your orders, Your Highness?" Zhang Long asked.

As the earliest people to follow Song Yan, these four were led by Zhang Long.

"How's the work I assigned you going?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, everything is as you instructed. We went to find Liu Yisheng and dispatched a group of elite spies. All eight men from Fenglai Inn are keeping an eye on us. Seven of them left Fenglai Inn when our wedding ceremony began." A bloodthirsty smile slowly appeared on Zhang Long's face.

He knew that when the prince ordered him to keep an eye on people, it meant another massacre was about to begin.

"As for the remaining one, he should have stayed at the Fenglai Inn the whole time and we haven't seen him go out." Zhang Long thought for a moment and then said, "But later, another woman came out of the Fenglai Inn. She must have been a guest who checked in sometime later. However, the prince instructed us to keep an eye on those eight Xiongnu men, so we didn't put too much effort into that woman."

Song Yan frowned slightly.

Ultimately, it was established too recently, and sometimes it lacked professionalism. The people staying at the Wind Inn were all known, so when did a woman suddenly appear? If it were the most professional intelligence agents, they would probably immediately set up a group to keep an eye on that woman.

"Your Highness's guess is correct. These Xiongnu wolves have indeed colluded with some people from Ningguo. They went to several inns in the city, probably waiting for someone. Because we brothers are also protecting Your Highness, we don't know who they met. Liu Yisheng is in charge of the rest. I presume that the people have been captured by now. After tonight's interrogation, we can deliver the results to Your Highness tomorrow."

Song Yan nodded: "What about the area near the Prince's residence?"

“The Prince’s mansion and its surroundings have been thoroughly searched, and we have indeed found a few suspicious individuals. We found some crossbows and similar items on these people, suggesting they were planning to assassinate the Prince during the wedding ceremony.” Zhang Long’s face showed a hint of smugness. “What’s worse, we also found a large bag of powder on one of them. After testing, it turned out to be arsenic, which they were probably planning to put in their food.”

Song Yan's expression changed slightly.

The guests in the Prince's mansion today are all pillars of their fiefdoms. If they were all sent away with a packet of poison, that would be quite a mess.

"However, these fools have seriously underestimated the Prince's Imperial Guards."

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard has detailed information on almost all the prominent figures in Pingyang and Anzhou. They thought they could sneak in by impersonating others, but they were exposed on the spot. Now all of them have been thrown into the dungeon. Your Highness, please go to the bridal chamber and don't waste this good time. Tomorrow there will be plenty of opportunities to slowly pry them open."

Song Yan had already arranged all these things before the wedding ceremony began. He knew his wedding wouldn't go smoothly. Countless people throughout Ning Kingdom wanted to kill him, and a somewhat chaotic and crowded wedding would be the perfect opportunity to strike.

Therefore, he ordered Liu Yisheng in advance to activate all the Imperial Guards in Pingyang City to investigate all suspicious persons, especially merchants, wandering monks, and Taoist priests from other prefectures. Almost all inns and hotels in Pingyang were key surveillance locations. With two grandmaster-level experts following him throughout, Song Yan wasn't worried about himself, but after all, swords have no eyes. If he were to injure any of the guests who came to offer their congratulations, he, the Prince of Yan, would lose all face. Now that the wedding ceremony had gone smoothly, Song Yan could finally relax a bit: "Have Granny Liang go to the dungeon and properly entertain these guests."

Those who dare to cause trouble at their own wedding deserve the highest level of hospitality.

Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, Wang Chao, and Ma Han all grinned, and involuntarily, an image of a disheveled, unkempt figure appeared in their minds. The figure reeked of decay, with a wrinkled face, walked silently, and spoke in an extremely hoarse voice. If they saw him in the middle of the night, they would probably think they had seen a ghost.

Even though these four were all quite strong, they always felt their scalp tingle and their spines go cold whenever they encountered this old woman. Her sinister aura was truly terrifying, especially when she tortured people. Even from outside the dungeon, they could hear the distorted sounds coming from inside.

With this old woman in charge, those idiots in the dungeon will probably have to reveal their ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Alright, you've all been busy all day, go and rest." Song Yan waved his hand and walked towards the back courtyard. "By the way, take Zhang Han, Lei Yi, and Luo Tianyang with you. If they're left lying in the snow like this all night, they'll probably be stiff as a board by tomorrow morning."

Compared to the mess in the front yard, the back yard was much quieter.

After passing through the archway, diagonally in front of you is his and Luo Yuheng's bridal chamber.

Thinking of the bridal chamber, Luo Yuheng was sitting on the red wedding bed, her graceful body wrapped in red wedding clothes, a red veil on her head, quietly waiting for him. Although the night was cold, he felt a flutter and heat in his chest.

He really liked Yu Luoyuheng.

He was probably stunned by Luo Yuheng's stunning beauty the first time he saw her. However, due to his social status, Song Yan's feelings for Luo Yuheng were more of admiration than romantic love. But fate is fickle, and destiny plays tricks on people. Luo Yuheng eventually became his woman, and even became the first of his many women to conceive.

Song Yan was very happy with the current outcome. Perhaps this was just the nature of men; they always felt a possessive desire when they saw a beautiful woman.

With a smile, Song Yan quickened her pace.

Even from a distance, you can see candles burning in the bridal chamber, and the red window paper casts a hazy, joyful glow over the entire room.

Upon reaching the door, Song Yan gently pushed it open and entered.

"Yuheng, I'm sorry I'm a little late, there are just too many guests... Huh?" Before he could finish speaking, Song Yan suddenly made a slightly strange sound. The bridal chamber was quiet and there was no one in sight.

The yellow jade ruyi used to lift the veil rested quietly beside the pillow.

The nuptial wine remained quietly on the table.

The bride, who should have been sitting by the bed waiting for him to come in, was nowhere to be seen.

The drunkenness immediately subsided by more than half.

Even though Song Yan was intelligent, he didn't know what was going on for a moment. Where did his bride go?

Shaking his head vigorously, Song Yan noticed that the blankets on the bed were bulging, clearly indicating that someone was inside. Song Yan was immediately relieved, as he had thought he would be alone in his room again.

"Yu Heng?"

Song Yan called out, but there was no response from the person under the covers.

It probably wasn't shyness. After spending so much time together, even in front of the servants at the Prince's residence, Luo Yuheng was already used to hugging and holding hands; she was long past the point of being shy. It was probably just too late and she was too tired, so she crawled into bed and fell asleep. After all, since becoming pregnant, Luo Yuheng clearly needed much more sleep each day than usual.

Song Yan wasn't particularly concerned, as long as he wasn't left alone in his room again.

She slowly removed her outer garments, blew out the red candle, lifted a corner of the quilt, and crawled inside.

His fingers instinctively reached into the blankets, and sure enough, he touched a warm, soft body.

Fueled by a bit of alcohol, Song Yan tightened his grip slightly, pulling the soft body into his arms, his fingers wandering restlessly under the covers.

Suddenly, Song Yan's expression changed drastically, and he sat up abruptly from the bed.

The expression on his face was more bizarre than ever before.

No, it doesn't feel right.

Luo Yuheng couldn't possibly be that small.

……

In the palace of Prince Yan.

Luo Tianxuan rubbed her temples wearily.

Finally, they bid farewell to Shen Qi, Jia Yifei's wife, Zhang Ci's wife, and many other female relatives, including even Aunt Lin... Yes, Aunt Lin also came.

Aunt Lin was extremely loyal to Song Yan. She knew very well that her and her son's future wealth and status depended entirely on Song Yan. In addition, Aunt Lin had not been able to attend Song Yan's two previous weddings. Therefore, after learning that Song Yan had been betrothed to Luo Yuheng by Emperor Ninghe, she immediately drove a long distance to Pingyang.

Since Song Yan couldn't be the one to entertain the women, it was up to her, the matriarch of the household, to step in.

For some reason, at the banquet, Shen Qi, Madam Jia, Old Madam Zhang, and even Aunt Lin all spoke softly and gently, advising her to take it easy and not let Song Yan and Luo Yuheng's marriage affect her mood. Their words implied that this was Emperor Ninghe's will, and that Luo Yuheng and Song Yan had no choice but to comply, as they could not disobey the imperial decree.

She repeatedly mentioned that Luo Yuheng had never remarried after her husband's death in order to take care of her and her siblings. She had devoted a lot of effort to them over the years and was a person with a hard life. Now that she has finally found a good home, she should not harbor any resentment in her heart.

Luo Tianxuan was completely bewildered by these words.

How could she complain about her sister-in-law?
She felt only gratitude towards her aunt. She knew very well that if it weren't for her aunt's unwavering protection over the past twenty years, she and her siblings would probably have lost their lives long ago. Although the matter between her aunt and husband did surprise Luo Tianxuan, it was absolutely impossible for her to blame them for it. Moreover, she was overjoyed that the family could live together. She couldn't understand why these people would have such thoughts.

She could only repeatedly tell the group that she had no complaints whatsoever.

Even after the banquet had ended, as she saw these people off, she continued to ramble on about these things.

After finally seeing these people off, Luo Tianxuan felt much less pressure.

Thinking of her promise to her aunt, a blush crept onto Luo Tianxuan's fair face. Her aunt should have left the bridal chamber by now, right?

My husband must have gone to the bridal chamber as well.

She had to hurry, otherwise, when her husband arrived at the bridal chamber and didn't see his bride, who knows what he would think.

Thinking this, Luo Tianxuan hurriedly returned to her bedroom and changed into a phoenix coronet and wedding gown... This was a separate set prepared specially, because her aunt's figure was just too... In short, she couldn't compare to her aunt's, and she couldn't fill out her aunt's wedding dress.

After changing, Luo Tianxuan hurriedly headed towards the bridal chamber.

(End of this chapter)