Chapter 184
Chapter 184
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Translator: TheWhiteBook
Proofreader/editor: Cheese
Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (38)
The mirror reflected bright teeth, cheeks dyed peach, and a creamy and smooth complexion .
The red headdress soon covered her eyes .
Because of her obedience, many of the wedding ceremonies were completed quickly .
After bowing to the heavens, she was sent into the bridal chamber .
Bai Weiwei knew that Mu Yanjun would not come so soon, because the groom would be left to pour wine .
She secretly peeked around the veil . She saw that the servants were present, and formulated a plan .
She found a reason to send them all out .
Then she waited for a while until she heard the sound of the system notification .
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【The male lead is coming, and can see you through the door . 】
Bai Weiwei removed her headdress, and took out the little fatty’s bag of poison .
She glanced nervously at the door and found no one there .
It was only then that she walked quickly to the table .
Standing outside the door was Mu Yanjun, the darkness in his eyes gathered like a storm .
She still wanted to poison him .
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 55 . 】
Mu Yanjun could not see which wine glass she had poured the poison into .
No, he derided himself coldly .
She poured it into his glass, of course .
He couldn’t help but lift his feet, pretending to be just arriving, and making the sound of heavy footsteps .
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Sure enough, once she heard, she ran back from the table in a panic .
Mu Yanjun only felt that his heart was stabbed over and over again .
He held a moment’s silence, only after containing his anger and pain did he push the door open .
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Bai Weiwei clad in a wedding dress, sitting on the bed .
Mu Yanjun approached her, his fingers clenched tightly on the veil, to the point his nails were white .
His fingers were so awfully stiff that, he didn’t know whether he would lift the headdress or strangle the woman first .
In the end, he directly removed the headdress .
Bai Weiwei was startled by the sudden action, and she stared at him in through watery eyes .
Illuminated by candle light, she was wrapped in a dress that was as red as a cloud at sunset, her cheeks were dyed red with rouge, but it also seemed red with shyness .
Bai Weiwei seemed a little overwhelmed . She peeked up at him, and suddenly whispered: “FuJun1 . ”
Mu Yanjun blanked . He felt that just this sentence, even if wasn’t sincere, could make one willing to die in her lies .
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Bai Weiwei added: “FuJun, it’s time for us to have a glass of wine . ”
This sentence, allowed his heart that had been floating up, to crash back to the ground .
Mu Yanjun sneered icily, “Okay, let’s drink a glass of wine . ”
As soon as she heard it, she rushed to the table and picked up the two glasses of wine that had already been poured .
She passed one of them to him .
Mu Yanjun observed at the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were very deep . Finally he raised his glass .
Bai Weiwei stood on her tiptoes and reached for his arm to cross .
Then she bowed her head and gradually drained the wine in her glass .
But when she lifted her head, she saw Mu Yanjun still holding his wine glass, peering at her with unpredictable eyes .
And the wine in his glass hadn’t lowered at all .
Bai Weiwei wondered, “Why didn’t FuJun drink . ”
Mu Yanjun finally couldn’t help a mocking smirk, “It was really hard on you, specially preparing for me such a good glass of wine . ”
Bai Weiwei was a little confused, but the next moment she realized what he was saying .
She immediately backed up a few steps, “You know?”
Mu Yanjun gently turned to the wine glass in his hand, “What do I know? Know that the vicious hearted little Emperor, give you a packet of poison to kill me? “
Bai Weiwei gave weak retort, “That’s not…”
Mu Yanjun interrupted her, “Or, my bride, intended to present her husband with a glass of poison wine?”
He looked at her frigidly, “Unfortunately I know poison, as long as i smell it can…”
Mu Yanjun sniffed the wine, there is no scent of poison .
He straightened in shocked horror . He saw Bai Weiwei’s face white, blood flowing from her mouth down the corner of the lips .
1: 夫君=husband Jun? I think this is a pet name of sorts because it uses the same Jun as Mu Yanjun’s name, so I left it as is to emphasize why it means so much to him . But if it’s just one of the seemingly dozens of ways Chinese people refer to their spouses with no special purpose . ↩