Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone!-Chapter 252: Extra: Ancient Times (Part 5)

Rong Xingyu quietly lifted a corner of the veil and let his gaze sweep around the bridal chamber.

The room was very still decorated everywhere with swathes of bright red silk.

Aside from Rong Xingyu sitting alone at the bedside, there was no one else.

At that moment, his stomach suddenly let out a loud growl.

Rong Xingyu: "..."

Even though no one else was in the room, he could not help but blush slightly.

He had been dragged out of bed while it was still pitch dark outside and had gone through a long series of rituals on an empty stomach.

Up until now, let alone food, he had not even managed a sip of water.

Rong Xingyu simply lifted the veil completely and moved to sit at the table.

The tea on the table had already gone cold but he did not mind in the slightest.

He grab the teapot and poured a cup by himself.

After several cups of icy tea went down in quick gulps, his throat that was so dry that it felt as if it were about to smoke finally felt a little better.

There were also several plates of pastries on the table.

Rong Xingyu was truly starving.

Without caring about appearances, he reached out, grabbed a piece, and stuffed it straight into his mouth.

As the sweet pastry melted on his tongue, he could not help but narrow his eyes in satisfaction.

The weakness in his limbs caused by hunger eased considerably.

He ate a bit too quickly and nearly choked on the pastry.

Quickly, he patted his chest and washed it down with tea.

Before he had even finished swallowing, his hand was already reaching toward the plate again.

Just then, the sound of more than one set of footsteps came from outside the door.

And the noise was getting closer.

Rong Xingyu: "!!!"

He quickly go back to sit at the bedside.

Because he moved too quickly, he plopped down right onto the scattered longans and peanuts.

"Mm!"

His body trembled as he sucked in a sharp breath.

Still holding the piece of pastry he had just picked up, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

He brushed off his hands and cleaning away the crumbs.

The festive red veil was placed back over his head.

Rong Xingyu then straightened his back and trying to sitting properly and obediently in place.

From the outside, no one could tell that Rong Xingyu’s cheeks that was hidden from view were puffed up like a hamster’s.

Not only that, he was also working hard to chew the pastry in his mouth and trying to swallow it as quickly as possible.

With a "creak," the door to the room was pushed open from the outside.

Rong Xingyu’s chewing paused for a moment, then suddenly sped up again.

He looked exactly like a student secretly eating snacks during class.

The pastry was very dry and Rong Xingyu instinctively wanted to raise his hand to pat his chest, but in the end he held himself back.

By the time Rong Xingyu finally swallowed the pastry, the person who had entered had also just walked up to him.

It was the pair of gold thread brocade boots he had seen earlier in the daytime!

It seemed that this person was the mysterious general who had performed the wedding ceremony with him.

Rong Xingyu couldn’t help swallowing his saliva nervously and an inexplicable tension rising in his heart.

He gripped the wedding robes on his body with his hands and his breathing becoming much lighter.

But the newcomer, just like Rong Xingyu, remained silent in perfect tacit understanding.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were two different breathing rhythms.

Rong Xingyu: "...So, so awkward."

Should he say something in this situation?

But with his current identity as the "eldest young lady" who had married over from the prime minister’s residence, speaking first didn’t seem appropriate.

Rong Xingyu’s hands clenched even tighter.

Little did he know that his nervous and uneasy appearance had been fully taken in by someone’s eyes, prompting that person to raise an eyebrow.

Rong Xingyu was still lowering his head and being tangled in his thoughts, when he finally heard the man speak and calling out to him, "Miss Mu?"

Rong Xingyu subconsciously wanted to respond, but then suddenly realized that if he spoke, his voice might give him away.

So he only nodded.

He truly looked like a well bred young lady that was too shy to speak.

The man let out a low chuckle for no apparent reason.

From that low chuckle, Rong Xingyu felt a trace of familiarity, but before he could examine it closely, he heard the man speak again in a measured tone, "I have been admired Miss Mu for a long time, which is why I previously petitioned to His Majesty for this marriage. Now that my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, nothing can make me more happy than this."

The man paused. "If I behaves presumptuously later, Miss Mu, please forgive him."

"..."

Rong Xingyu’s body suddenly went rigid.

What did he mean by behaving presumptuously? How exactly was he planning to be presumptuous later??

No, that wasn’t the main point.

The main point was that he said he had "admired her for a long time"??? 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

If the real Mu Yao were sitting here hearing this, it would be fine, but Rong Xingyu was not actually "Miss Mu"!

This man was clearly someone long accustomed to wielding blades and weapons.

He also looks like someone who had seen who knew how much blood.

If he lifted the veil in a moment and discovered that the Prime Minister’s residence had tricked him...

A chill I’m ran down Rong Xingyu’s spine.

Would his little life be finished right then and there?

Wuwuwu!

He still hadn’t found his husband; he absolutely could not just exit the stage like this.

In his heart, Rong Xingyu prayed desperately: there were no electric lights in ancient times and it was already night, the lighting was so dim, surely it would be hard to see his face clearly!