Inside the room, Princess Yushu, dressed to perfection, sat before the jade couch. Weddings during the Qin dynasty had not yet adopted the custom of the red bridal veil.
The bright candlelight in the room illuminated a face of breathtaking beauty.
Yet the owner of that beautiful face felt not the slightest joy at the wedding. All she had was numbness and obedience.
When the door was pushed open, Yushu seemed to already know what fate awaited her. Her delicate body trembled involuntarily, both hands clutching a silk handkerchief as despair filled her eyes.
The man outside walked in. This was the first time she had seen her husband, the Great Qin Imperial Preceptor.
With just one glance, Yushu froze.
She had fantasized countless times about what the Great Qin Imperial Preceptor looked like—perhaps an oily middle-aged man, or a white-haired old man on the verge of death.
Just thinking about those appearances and ages made Yushu resist from the bottom of her heart.
But the man she saw now possessed looks far surpassing even the dashing Yi Xiaochuan. His tall figure gave the girl a powerful sense of security.
Especially that handsome, distinguished face—it was more than enough to captivate countless young women.
No matter how unwilling she was to admit it, Yushu could still conclude that, in terms of appearance, Yi Xiaochuan and this man were like stars compared to the bright moon, like crows compared to a phoenix.
However, Yushu was not someone who placed too much emphasis on appearance.
Besides, she had already developed some fondness for Yi Xiaochuan. Although it was not much, girls in ancient times were all very faithful.
Once they fell for someone, unless that person revealed some serious moral flaw, it was extremely difficult for them to change their hearts.
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