Chapter 1133: Chapter 1133: Lady Said, You Have to Lift the Bridal Veil

Bai Zhi’er sat on the wedding bed, seemingly a little uncomfortable, twisting left and right.

Fu Xiru walked to her side and held her hand.

"Zhi’er, I and the other palace attendants are leaving. Don’t be afraid. If A Ce bullies you later, I’ll stand up for you."

Bai Zhi’er nodded gently: "Lady, when can I eat? I’m so hungry."

Everyone around laughed softly.

Fu Xiru laughed indulgently, like an older sister.

"I know you’re just a little greedy demon. I’ve already asked the Imperial Kitchen to prepare delicious food and wine; they are on the table."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Zhi’er couldn’t help but want to lift her veil to see what delicious food was available.

However, she was stopped by the people around her.

Jin Lian shouted: "You can’t lift it! The groom has to lift it first!"

Bai Zhi’er nearly lifted her veil herself.

This made Fu Xiru laugh uncontrollably.

She glanced up. Long Xiyuan was talking to Feng Fuce at the door.

Fu Xiru said to Bai Zhi’er: "Then we’re really going to leave. You, don’t lift the veil and sneak food; wait for the groom, okay?"

Bai Zhi’er nodded pitifully.

Just a simple ceremonial marriage, and she’s already starving.

The small dumplings she ate at noon have long been digested.

It seems that next time she gets married, she must fill her stomach in advance!

Thinking of this, Bai Zhi’er suddenly froze.

"Strange..." she muttered, "Why am I thinking about getting married again?"

At this moment, at the doorway.

Long Xiyuan patted Feng Fuce’s shoulder and said: "Tonight I’ve already instructed the people below that you don’t have to be on duty."

"A brief spring evening is worth a thousand gold; cherish it well. Don’t say I didn’t look out for you."

Feng Fuce: ...

His dark eyes turned to the inside of the room, where Bai Zhi’er, sitting on the wedding bed, was secretly rubbing her belly.

His little demon pet seemed to be terribly hungry.

Feng Fuce had no patience to continue dealing with Long Xiyuan.

He’s just waiting to feed Bai Zhi’er.

"Has the Emperor finished speaking?"

Long Xiyuan was stunned and pretended to be angry: "You rascal, I said cherish the evening, and you’re this eager!"

With that, Long Xiyuan laughed a couple of times and still went to the main hall to accompany the Empress.

After they all left, Feng Fuce closed the door.

Bai Zhi’er heard the sound and quickly asked: "Brother Ce, have they all left?"

Feng Fuce responded with a faint "Mm."

Bai Zhi’er hurriedly wanted to lift her veil but suddenly stopped.

She murmured, "No, Lady said the veil must be lifted by you."

Feng Fuce couldn’t help but chuckle lightly.

"You’re so obedient?" Saying this, he used a golden stick to lift the veil.

Bai Zhi’er’s delicate face, like a budding wild peony, appeared in the candlelight.

Her beauty wasn’t aloof but rather like the lively fireworks of the human world.

It carried a breathtaking allure at first glance, with spontaneous charm and an untamed innocence.

Feng Fuce found it hard to describe Bai Zhi’er’s current appearance, especially since this wedding attire was worn for him.

He only knew that from the moment he saw her until now, his throat had been tight.

Only he understood that his heart was burning with primitive emotions for her.

As soon as the veil was lifted, Bai Zhi’er rushed to the table.

With a chicken leg in each hand, she ate elegantly yet quickly.

Feng Fuce went to her side, peeled the cooked shrimp one by one, and poured a thin layer of Bai Zhi’er’s favorite meat broth over the rice.