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Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened. After nightfall, the Cold Palace felt like an ice cellar; the dilapidated doors and windows could hardly withstand the wind and snow outside. Mu Junqi climbed back into bed, wrapping herself tightly in the foul-smelling quilt, hoping it would warm her up a bit.
Through the window bars, she gazed at the crescent moon on the horizon, her thoughts drifting back to the day she entered the palace.
Today marked their wedding day. When Mu Junqi appeared before everyone in her phoenix crown and bridal gown, General Mu let out a deep sigh. Entering the palace was like entering a vast ocean, but thinking of his daughter’s disgraceful actions made him huff and look away.
Mu Yueqing stood behind her aunt, glaring fiercely at Mu Junqi. As the legitimate daughter of the General's household, she never expected that a mere illegitimate daughter, a woman scorned by many, would become the Empress.
Mu Junqi looked at the ladies of the Shogunate and smiled lightly. In truth, from the moment she first stepped into the General's residence, she understood the gap between herself and her sisters. Thus, throughout her childhood, she often locked herself in the Apricot Blossom Pavilion to read and practice calligraphy, rarely interacting with others.
In this household, the only ones she could converse with were her biological mother and her maid Mur. According to custom, Mu Junqi could only refer to her biological mother as Concubine. Moreover, since her mother was a timid woman, she naturally became a target for bullying in the household.
At that moment, Concubine was merely wiping her tears and unwilling to speak. Mu Junqi approached her softly and said, “Take care of yourself when I’m gone.”
Concubine nodded repeatedly while wiping her tears. Ever since news of her “cohabitation” with Mo Ziqian spread, Concubine had not spoken to her again; perhaps it was because she was angry that Mu Junqi had caused her to lose face in the household.
Mu Junqi wanted to say more when Matron smiled and said, “Your Highness, it’s time; we should set off.”
Thus, with Mur and Matron’s assistance, she sat in the bridal sedan chair that had come to fetch her. The sound of firecrackers filled the air, followed by drums and gongs; everywhere was filled with a festive atmosphere.
Even though the sound of firecrackers drowned out many voices, during a lull, Mu Junqi still heard the townspeople whispering something lowly. Her heart ached sharply as she closed her eyes, unwilling to let tears fall.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Matron outside the sedan chair cheerfully announced, “Your Highness, we have arrived at Wanjia Gate.”
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted from outside. Mu Junqi slowly stepped out and looked through her veil at this place where she would spend her life. At that moment, many people knelt at the entrance of Wanjia Gate. Minister of Personnel Wang Yan and Imperial Forest Army Commander approached Mu Junqi and bowed together, saying, “We are here to welcome Your Highness; please follow us.” After speaking, they made way for her.
With Mur’s support, Mu Junqi walked forward step by step; each step felt so heavy. After traversing that long path and passing through several palace gates, she finally arrived at Yun Jin Palace.
Mo Xiao Li has ruled since ascending the throne at the age of seventeen, and his actions have been quite ruthless, exuding an imperial aura that commands respect without anger. The red ceremonial robe he wears accentuates his tall and handsome figure.
At this moment, the Yun Jin Palace is filled with people. At the front sits the current Empress Dowager, while below her stand the court officials in order of rank. Mo Xiao Li stands in the center with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes fixed intently on Mu Junqi.
A sharp voice then rings out: "The auspicious time has arrived, Your Majesty, Empress is here to pay her respects."
Mu Junqi walks to Mo Xiao Li's side, and Minister of Rites Chi Pingyue, holding a scroll, stands before everyone and loudly proclaims: "Due to General's daughter Mu Junqi being virtuous and gentle, serving as a model for others, she is hereby appointed as Empress, granted residence in Jingxian Palace, as decreed."
As soon as the words are spoken, everyone in the hall kneels down in unison, calling out: "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress!"
"Everyone, please rise," Mo Xiao Li says in a deep voice.
By the time the tedious wedding ceremony is completed, it has already grown dark outside. Mu Junqi is escorted to Tianming Palace by the Minister of Personnel and the Imperial Forest Army Commander.
In the vast palace, only the sound of the wind rustling through the gauze curtains can be heard; occasionally, one might catch the distant sound of silk and bamboo music from outside. For Mu Junqi, this feels like a nightmare—one from which she can never awaken.
As it approaches midnight, that person still has not appeared. Beside her, Mur speaks in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, perhaps His Majesty is momentarily occupied; please do not overthink it."
Upon hearing this, Mu Junqi gives a faint smile and hoarsely replies: "It's late; you should go rest now."
"But..." Before she can finish her sentence, she is interrupted by Mu Junqi, who then gestures for her to bow and slowly exit.
Even now, Mu Junqi does not understand why he chose to marry her; after all, she is merely an Illegitimate Daughter, a woman who has lost both her virtue and reputation.
At that moment, the peach wood door carved with dragons and phoenixes swings open with a creak. Through her veil, Mu Junqi looks toward the entrance and sees a tall figure standing there.
Unconsciously, he clenched his fists and bit his lower lip. Then the red hijab was torn off by the person with great force. When he looked up, he saw the stern face of Mo Xiao Li. The force was so strong that he almost almost He tore off the phoenix crown from his hair. Before she even raised her head, she smelled the strong smell of alcohol, and then her chin was clamped by someone, causing her to uncontrollably look up at her husband, the emperor of Cloud Swallow. At this time, he He couldn't hide his anger, maybe because he was drunk, his eyes were red, he looked at her coldly, and said angrily: "Mu Junqi, do you know why I want to marry you?". From the day she knew he was going to marry her, in Mu Junqi's eyes, he was like a thorn piercing her heart deeply, unable to be pulled out or kept, so she gently raised her head and smiled and said: " ConsortI don’t know”. After listening to his words, Mo Xiao Li smiled instead of being angry. The strength in his hand became a little stronger, dragging her in front of him. You could even hear his breathing clearly, and his jaw was even more painful. It was like it was broken, but she tried not to make a sound and bit her lip. "Mu Junqi, in this life you become my Mo Xiao Li woman, even if you die, don't even think about leaving me!" He said harshly, with cold eyes, and then pushed her to the bed superior. Mo Xiao Li violently tore off the complicated palace clothes from her body with one hand, then blocked her lips tightly, and pinched her chin with the other hand, causing her to scream in surprise, Taking this opportunity, he pried her lips open with the tip of his tongue. His taste was all between her lips and teeth, and the strong smell of wine mixed with ambergris rushed into the tip of her nose. MuJunqi closed his eyes in despair, but he did not help himself. He said coldly: "Open your eyes! I want you to know who is in your body at this time!". She opened her eyes numbly and looked at the gauze above her head. What she was thinking about was the scene when she saw Xia Ziqian for the first time. At this moment, Mo Xiao Li reached out and touched her cheek vigorously. He slapped her, and then said angrily: "You actually thought about other men when you were with me! Believe it or not, I will kill you right now." After that, he clamped her neck vigorously. Mu Junqi looked up at him and said with a faint smile: "ConsortThank you in advance, Your Majesty." Mo Xiao Li was completely irritated. He spread her legs forcefully, then pushed forward and entered her. The pain suddenly hit her whole body, causing thin beads of sweat to break out on her forehead, but she He bit his lips tightly, unwilling to make a sound. At this time, Mo Xiao Li stopped inside her body and smiled, not expecting that the so-called rumor was false. Then he lowered his head and sealed her lips again, but this time it was much gentler.
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