Chapter 1306 - Wedding Night
There were men guarding on the outside of the closed door.
Madam Sikong put her hand on the doorknob and turned her head to instruct Uncle Foo gravely. “I will go in alone to check things out. You all continue guarding this place. Don’t allow even a single fly to enter, or my Sikong’s reputation and integrity might be compromised.”
Uncle Foo nodded so vigorously that his head nearly dropped onto the ground. “Don’t worry, Madam, I won’t let anyone in!”
Madam Sikong pushed open the door and entered.
…
The windows to the room were completely closed. Madam Sikong was greeted by an overpowering smell the moment she entered.
Sikong Heng was sitting on the huge bed which was in a mess. His smooth, handsome back was propped lazily against the head of the bed, with one long leg stretched out while the other was bent at the knee. An expensive watch was wrapped around the wrist of his slender hand, a cigarette clasped between his long fingers.
He was already dressed. The clothes of the obsessively clean Doctor Sikong would always be ironed perfectly smooth. But the white shirt and black pants he had on now were completely wrinkled. His white shirt wasn’t even tucked into his pants, while his black belt was left dangling off the side of the bed with the buckle drooping onto the floor.
He had to capture her!
…
Half a month later.
Sikong Heng’s pristine, handsome face was completely black. This was because, since that night, the Black Rose had disappeared without a trace. It was as if in this entire world, there was never such a person.
“Boss.” His subordinate hurried over at this point.
“Speak.”
The subordinate wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. “We received the latest news that the Black Rose has successfully come up with a new vaccine. The entire medical world is shaken.”
Sikong Heng’s icy black pupils narrowed. How did she manage to come up with a new vaccine within such a short period of time?
Yes, he had truly underestimated her previously.
Hot blood coursed through his veins. Whenever he shut his eyes, the image of her pushing her little tongue toward him to kiss him would come to mind. And… at the moment of penetration, her cold eyes had suddenly misted over with a dewy sheen from the pain. She had looked down at him in a pitiful manner, totally melting his heart.
He never forgot that moment.
It was as if he couldn’t forget.
A proud and arrogant man, he never imagined meeting a woman who was his match in the medical field. He was truly shocked.
The desire to find her only intensified.
Black Rose.
He silently mulled over the name.
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Country A, the Palace.
Today was the grand wedding of Lu Yeming and Dongfang Ruoli.
Dongfang Ruoli had woken very early to do her makeup, while Lu Yeming stood before a floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the expanse of red peas growing behind.
At this moment, Fan Men entered. “My Lord, I just received news that today is the coronation of President Jun Xiqing. The entire Country Z will be celebrating.”
Lu Yeming’s profound, slanted eyes flashed. What a coincidence. She was holding her coronation on the very same day as his grand wedding. Both their lives have resumed their original course and there was no longer any cause for concern.
“Got it,” he answered blandly.
The auspicious hour for the wedding ceremony had arrived. The groom retrieved his bride, and the two of them carried out the traditional wedding rites.
The entire Palace was immersed in the joy of the wedding celebrations.
Thereafter, Lu Yeming personally held up Dongfang Ruoli’s hand and led her step-by-step up to the royal platform. From this moment onwards, Dongfang Ruoli had officially become the Empress of Country A, a benevolent and maternal figure to all.
That night, the new bride, Dongfang Ruoli, was escorted to their new bedroom to await the long-anticipated wedding night.
A maid’s voice sounded out from outside the door. “Your Highness.”
Dongfang Ruoli had already bathed and was wearing a flimsy red gauze dress, her long, silky hair spilling down her shoulders. It was apparent that she was trying to emulate… Tang Mo’er, who had previously worn a similar red gauze dress and had her hair worn down the same way.
The more she thought about what was about to happen, the more Dongfang Ruoli’s heart raced. She was going all out to win this wedding night.