Chapter 210: Each Hiding Their Own Agendas

Jun Jun Yiyi never expected that the Old Lady and Xiang Xiang Junzheng were so heartless, not even giving her a single decent dowry item.

She gritted her teeth, rose to cover her head with the veil, and slipped out of the Wang Fu gate silently, supported by her maid.

Outside the gate, a wedding sedan chair waited before the Jun Wang Fu.

Jun Jun Yiyi boarded the floral sedan chair and traveled along the bumpy road to the Prince Yi Wang Fu.

At this very moment, the Prince Yi Wang Fu was equally desolate; although a banquet had been arranged according to the rites for an Imperial Prince taking a secondary consort, not a single guest was present.

This was because the Empress was holding a flower-viewing banquet in the palace today, inviting officials of all ranks in the capital to bring their families to admire the flowers.

Whether it was reasonable to hold a flower-viewing banquet right after the palace banquet had just begun, everyone knew the truth.

But who dared to say anything? Who would dare to slight the Empress and instead attend the wedding banquet of an unfavored Imperial Prince taking a concubine?

No one had forgotten how the Noble Consort Gao was whipped by Quan Quan Aoyu until she was barely clinging to life, yet the Emperor merely lightly punished him with a three-month deduction of salary.

Quan Quan Tianyi sat in the study, his face dark; this move had turned out so poorly? It seemed he had been deceived by that damned woman, Seeing Jun Jun Zijin.

The steward came to report:

"Your Highness, Young Lady Jun is nearly at the Wang Fu gate. But... there is still not a single guest."

Quan Quan Tianyi let out a cold snort.

"There is no time to worry about that; let her enter."

The moment Jun Jun Yiyi stepped into the Wang Fu, she was like a lone bird wandering into a harsh winter.

She had imagined countless times the scene of her marriage into the Wang Fu.

It was surely meant to be with bright red candles, guests filling the halls, everyone smiling with joy, blessing her on finding a good husband and beginning a happy life.

Her heart had been full of longing for the future, believing the Prince Yi Wang Fu would be her new home, her stable reliance for the rest of her life.

However, reality had dealt her a crushing blow.

The scene before her was like a basin of bone-chilling cold water, instantly extinguishing her full expectations with piercing cold.

The Wang Fu gate before her was cold and desolate, showing not a trace of festive joy.

There was no boisterous wedding procession, no crowd of distinguished guests, no voices of congratulation from the multitude, and not even the most basic rituals in sight.

The Wang Fu gate closed silently behind her, leaving only a deathly silence.

Several servants approached with expressionless faces and mechanically led her toward the bridal chamber.

Jun Jun Yiyi's steps paused for a moment; a hint of disbelief and disappointment flashed in her eyes as she tightly gripped the hem of her clothes.

Beneath that originally exquisite makeup lay a face filled with desolation, with humiliating tears swirling in her eyes.

The maid led her into the bridal chamber and then left; inside the chamber, there was a deathly silence.

With no one around, Jun Jun Yiyi quietly took a needle from her bosom; her hand trembled slightly as she placed it under the pillow, planning to prick her finger during the wedding night to feign purity.

After thinking it over, she fumbled frantically to take out a small paper packet from her bosom.

With trembling fingers, she finally opened the packet and carefully poured the sleeping powder inside into a wine cup.

She felt it was safer to drug Quan Quan Tianyi first before proceeding; otherwise, if Quan Quan Tianyi discovered she was not pure, she would surely die without a place to be buried.

Having finished all this, she let out a long sigh, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

She secretly vowed to firmly establish herself here and to conceive a child.

Yet she did not know that Quan Quan Tianyi was currently unable to perform as a man, so how could he let her conceive a child?

Night quietly descended; darkness surged like a tide, swallowing the entire Wang Fu.

Inside the bridal chamber, the candlelight flickered, and shadows danced wildly on the walls, adding an eerie atmosphere.

Jun Jun Yiyi sat by the bed, her hands unconsciously clutching the bedsheet, her fingernails digging deep into the fabric.

Her heart beat rapidly, with expectation and nervousness intertwined in her heart.

Quan Quan Tianyi, having drunk enough gloomy wine, entered the bridal chamber, carrying a hint of drunkenness.

To conceal his secret of being unable to perform as a man, he had to get Jun Jun Yiyi drunk first, then use a tool to break her body.

A faint, barely-there smile hung on Quan Quan Tianyi's face, yet his eyes revealed a hint of unnaturalness.

He raised the wine cup on the table, keeping his voice as steady as possible:

"Jun Yiyi, come, drink a cup of the wedding wine."

Saying this, he drank it down in one gulp first.

Seeing this, Jun Jun Yiyi also raised her wine cup and drank a mouthful, feigning composure.

Two people, each with hidden agendas and calculating their own schemes, went back and forth; after several cups of wine, Quan Quan Tianyi felt a sudden dizziness in his head, the scene before him began to blur, his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the bed.

Jun Jun Yiyi looked at Quan Quan Tianyi lying on the bed and called out:

"Your Highness, what is wrong with you?"

Quan Quan Tianyi made no response.

A smile curled on Jun Jun Yiyi's lips; she hurriedly took out the needle from under the pillow, pricked her finger, and dripped blood onto the white silk.

Then she stripped the clothes off both herself and Quan Quan Tianyi and lay down on the bed.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the carved window lattice, casting a few strands of fragmented light onto the disordered bed.

Jun Jun Yiyi slowly woke up; Quan Quan Tianyi beside her was still in a deep sleep, the combined effects of a hangover and the sleeping powder making him sleep particularly soundly.

Looking at the scene before her, her heart was filled with mixed emotions: relief that her plan had succeeded, and anxiety about the unknown future.

Just then, a nanny came to collect the white silk; Jun Jun Yiyi rose quietly, picked up the clothes on the floor, and hurriedly dressed herself neatly.

Glancing at the crimson bloodstain on the white silk in the nanny's hand, a hint of triumph flashed in her eyes.

The nanny looked at Quan Quan Tianyi sleeping soundly on the bed, then turned back to look at Jun Jun Yiyi; that gaze subtly revealed scrutiny as she asked:

"What is wrong with Your Highness, that he is so sleepy?"

Jun Jun Yiyi's heart tightened; she quickly replied:

"This concubine drank a few more cups of wine with Your Highness last night and remembers nothing of what happened; perhaps Your Highness drank too joyfully yesterday and is exhausted."

"In that case, let the Wang Fu rest a while longer. You, bring the morning meal in; this Consort will eat first."

The maids filed in one by one, filling the table with exquisite dishes.

Jun Jun Yiyi felt triumphant in her heart, her appetite opening wide. Although Quan Quan Tianyi had slept deeply last night and they had done nothing, she had already married into the Prince Yi Wang Fu; there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Just as she was eating, she suddenly heard movement from the inner chamber coming from Quan Quan Tianyi; she hurriedly rose and walked quickly into the room.

She saw Quan Quan Tianyi slowly sit up, rubbing his temples, his face full of pain.

"Wang Fu, you are awake. How do you feel?"

Jun Jun Yiyi asked with concern, her voice carrying just the right amount of tenderness.

Quan Quan Tianyi lifted his gaze to look at Jun Jun Yiyi, confusion and inquiry in his eyes.

He always felt that last night's matter was somewhat suspicious.

"This Wang Fu has a terrible headache."

He said lightly. Jun Jun Yiyi hurriedly handed over a cup of warm water,

"Wang Fu, drinking some water might make you feel better."

Quan Quan Tianyi took the water cup and said without showing his emotions:

"This Wang Fu does not remember last night's matter clearly, only recalling drinking and making merry with you."

Jun Jun Yiyi pointed to the messy bed, yet pretended to be shyly bashful as she lowered her head, coquettishly saying:

"Wang Fu, last night... last night you... have you forgotten it all?"