Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 404 Prince VS Little Brother 4

After a bumpy ride, the sedan finally landed steadily. Xiao Yubai took a deep breath and forced himself to cheer up.

The vermilion gate of the palace was wide open, and the atmosphere was bustling yet exuded a sense of majestic oppression.

He was led and mechanically completed the cumbersome formalities, and finished paying homage to the majestic rooster.

He could not hear the laughter and discussions of the guests around him clearly. He felt that everything before him was like a dream and extremely unreal.

Then he was sent to the bridal chamber.

Xiao Yubai had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this farce was finally over. But before he could recover, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and several young men came in one after another.

The leading man looked around the room with sharp eyes. Seeing Fu Nanzhan lying unconscious on the bed, he first bowed politely, then cleared his throat and looked straight at Xiao Yubai.

"Listen carefully, bride. Now that you have entered the palace, serving the prince is your top priority." As soon as Ge'erma opened her mouth, she gave a series of extremely detailed instructions, from how to serve the prince gently to how to inherit the throne, and she went through every detail several times.

Xiao Yubai blushed when he heard this, lowered his head, and unconsciously twisted the corners of his clothes with his hands, his fingertips turning white from the force.

The story was not over yet. Ge'erma took out a few more booklets from her sleeve and stuffed them into Xiao Yubai's hands. She said seriously, "This one is more complete. You must read it carefully and study it carefully. Don't lose face for the Marquis' Mansion."

Xiao Yubai held the booklet in his hand and felt it was burning. His cheeks were so hot that they could almost fry an egg.

But before the shame faded, the next words from the nanny were like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, instantly plunging him into an ice cellar: "You will serve the prince tonight. We will wait outside. When the time comes, the nanny will come in to check. Don't try to be cunning."

Xiao Yubai's face turned pale as paper, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

He felt sad. What was the difference between this and the prostitutes in the brothels?

Being surrounded and inspected by people, he had no dignity at all. This naked humiliation was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

Fu Nanzhan, lying on the bed, seemed unconscious, but he was actually conscious and heard every word of the conversation in the room.

He was secretly resentful and wished he could stand up immediately and kill all those who humiliated his wife.

He only regretted that his body was out of control and he couldn't move. His anger could only be suppressed in his chest, burning his internal organs.

As the last sound of footsteps gradually faded away, the servants in the room retreated silently like a tide. In the huge room, Xiao Yubai was the only one left.

He was thin and sat quietly beside the bed, like an abandoned puppet. His eyes were empty and blank on his wooden face, as if his soul had been taken away.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly, feeling a pang of bitterness in his heart. No wonder the Xiao family chose him without hesitation and forced this marriage on him.

In that so-called "home", I am an outsider, an insignificant existence, a chess piece used to weigh the pros and cons and be manipulated at will.

At this point, what will complaining change? It will only add to your troubles and ultimately be a futile effort.

Xiao Yubai took a deep breath, as if to cheer himself up, and murmured softly: "Ah, this is good. I'm completely rid of them. The days ahead won't be any worse."

After saying that, he unconsciously lowered his head again, folded his hands, and subconsciously started picking his fingers with his thumb.

This habit, which I developed when I was young, is like a triggered mechanism whenever I feel nervous or anxious, and I can't control it no matter what.

The fingertips were slightly red and aching, but this pain was nothing compared to the panic in my heart.

Fu Nanzhan felt heartbroken after hearing him talking to himself. He blamed the system in his heart, asking why it made him wait for a month, what a waste!!!

Outside the window, dusk slowly descended like a huge gray curtain, shrouding the entire palace in darkness.

The darkness spread silently, swallowing up the last ray of light.

Not long after, there was a gentle knock on the door, and two young ladies came in one after another, breaking the suffocating silence in the room.

They lowered their eyes, their manners were perfect, but their tone left no room for doubt: "Lord, it is getting dark. It is time to bathe and prepare to serve the prince."

In this strange world, every boy will naturally have a red mole between his eyebrows, which is euphemistically called a "pregnancy mole".

According to folk rumors, the color of the red mole is a measure of a boy's fertility. The brighter the color, the healthier the boy's body and the easier it is to have children.

Xiao Yubai raised her hand and gently touched her brow with her fingertips. The mole there looked like a gorgeous red plum blossom, and the color was quite bright.

It was precisely because of this that the Yong'an Marquisate was so confident, certain that he could shoulder the responsibility of carrying on the family line, and cruelly let him replace Xiao Yuyu and marry into the palace.

There are no good people in the Yong'an Marquis Mansion. They are all out of their minds. They don't protect their own brothers, but protect a bastard.