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Honey, Not Again

Honey, Not Again

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The eldest daughter of a medical aristocratic family had traveled through time to become the unfavored concubine's daughter of the Marquis of Ping's Manor. Her main sister had framed her to marry the most ugly, cold-faced War God of Great Qian—Prince An. It was said that he was cruel and strange, and he had never been close to women. Everyone changed their expressions when they heard of him. "Raging? Not close to a woman?" She looked suspiciously at the person who was getting closer and closer to her... "I'll only stick to you!" "..."
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Chapter 1

An inconspicuous bridal sedan chair was carried into Prince An's Manor from the side door. The bridesmaid and the young male servant who guarded the door exchanged a few words. They seemed to understand what she meant. The leading nanny said with disgust, "Hurry up and carry her in so that she won't get into trouble when she wakes up."

The two accompanying maids threw the people in the sedan away from the wedding bed in a hurry. They closed the door and left in a hurry. The wedding room was so quiet that only the bride, who was covered by the veil, could not even hear her breathing.

After a while, Shu Muyu suddenly opened her eyes, lifted her head, and took a deep breath. When she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help frowning. "Where is this place?"

When she saw that she was wearing a red wedding dress with a pair of white little hands as thin as firewood, her face suddenly turned cold. "Did I time-travel?"

As soon as she thought about it, a memory that did not belong to her suddenly came to her mind. It was so painful that she covered her head and gasped. The owner of this body was the Fifth Miss of a concubine in the Lord Ping's Manor. Today, she was going to marry her second elder sister, Shu Muqing. However, Prince An's appearance was ruined five years ago because of the war at the border. Since then, his temperament was even more gloomy and strange. Shu Muqing did not want to marry such an ugly prince, let alone a co-consort. So her father knocked her out and put her in the bridal sedan chair so that she, a concubine's daughter who was not favored, could marry him. The original owner was weak, so she died halfway in the bridal sedan chair.

"Humph, you're so nice, Shu Muqing!"

Just as she was thinking about it, footsteps came from outside the door. Shu Muyu shivered and quickly covered her head again.

Shu Muyu heard the door creak open and a pair of feet appeared in front of her.

Nangong Chen's eyes darkened, and he lifted her red head with a wave of his hand. Shu Muyu raised her head and looked up. What appeared in front of her was Nangong Chen's deep phoenix eyes. Half of the mask perfectly outlined his outline. Dressed in a black robe, he looked arrogant. With just one glance, Shu Muyu was stunned.

Nangong Chen frowned. Under the mask, his hostility could not be ignored. "You are not Shu Muqing."

It was not a question, but a certainty. Shu Muyu raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Guess."

Nangong Chen frowned. How dare he! He stepped forward and pinched her chin, saying coldly, "You have guts, but I don't know if you can bear it."

Shu Muyu's chin was in pain because of her. His eyes were full of terrible hostility like that of a wild beast. She was a little frightened. She raised her hand and grabbed his wrist and pressed it gently on his acupuncture point. Nangong Chen suddenly felt a sudden numbness on his wrist. Shu Muyu turned around and got rid of his grip. She said, "Your Highness, you should not vent your anger on me. It's not that I am willing to marry you. I was framed by someone else, so I had no choice."

It was said that Nangong Chen was the War God of Great Gan State. When he was 15 years old, he was a commander-in-chief at 18. When he was 19 years old, he fought against Nanjun State and became famous. However, such a War God was defeated in the battle of Beitian five years ago. As a result, his face was destroyed and he was full of pain. Since then, his character had become unpredictable and his means were cruel. Shu Muyu did not dare to confront him head-on.

Hearing Shu Muyu's words, Nangong Chen's face darkened. Thinking that she had just easily escaped from his grip, he had a hint of interest in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed her wrist. Before Shu Muyu could react, he turned around and pressed her against the wall. Shu Muyu's back was so painful that she gritted her teeth and glared at Nangong Chen. Nangong Chen sneered and said, "Is that so? Since you have already entered the prince's mansion, no matter who you are, you can't waste a good night's snack tonight, can't you?" As he said this, he got closer to Shu Muyu.