The Eternal Love (The Original Work)

"What did they ask you to do?" Mo Liancheng said softly, as if talking to himself, making it difficult for others to hear clearly. "My dear, what are you talking about?" Qu Tan'er continued to ask coquettishly. That disgusting tone, was it really her who said it? Qu Tan'er almost couldn't believe it herself... Mo Liancheng continued to slightly raise his eyebrows, looking at her neither angrily nor happily. After waiting for a while, with no response, Qu Tan'er urged again in a seductive voice, "Husband, it's getting late, we should drink the nuptial wine." "..." The Prince continued to remain silent, as if waiting for something. "My dear, the auspicious hour, if missed, would be a shame." A normal man, upon hearing his newlywed wife repeatedly calling him "my dear" would have already thought her behavior was frivolous and in need of punishment. This was Qu Tan'er's first tactic to make Mo Liancheng stay away from her. Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng replied indifferently, "Are you in such a hurry?" "Yes, my dear, the night is precious, it's really a waste, let's get it over with quickly." She was trying to disgust him to the point that he had no "interest" in consummating their marriage. Actually, by drinking the nuptial wine, he wouldn't even have the interest. That was her second tactic. "It seems, they taught you well, knowing how to seduce men so thoroughly. Since you are so eager, then I..." Mo Liancheng said coldly, "I will consider fulfilling your wish." In an instant, like an explosion, Qu Tan'er's mind went blank. The first tactic failed... sob. For a while, the room was silent. In the quiet, a few words slowly escaped from Mo Liancheng's thin lips, "As you wish, are you happy?" He was just about to step towards the bed when he stopped mid-step. "Wait!" Qu Tan'er's big eyes flashed quickly under the red veil, "My dear, we haven't drunk the nuptial wine yet." Mo Liancheng glanced at the two cups of clear wine on the table, his eyes slightly cold, "No need. It's better to go straight to bed, aren't you in a hurry?" Qu Tan'er's body stiffened. The spiked wine was useless? Change the tactic... She continued, under the red veil, rubbing her forehead, "My dear, Tan'er is not feeling well today, I have a high fever, it seems to be nearly thirty-nine point eight degrees, I'm afraid I can't help you with the consummation." "I don't mind." "Um, and also, Tan'er has pimples on her face, they seem like red rashes, I'm afraid seeing it might affect your mood." Not care? To hell with not caring, the problem was she cared a lot, okay? Besides, she had said so much, so directly, even an idiot would understand what she meant by now, that she didn't want to consummate the marriage! But... "You're so considerate of me, then tonight I ought to treat you even better." Mo Liancheng suddenly became quite patient. "Treat?" Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, wondering if she had misheard, but on second thought, she swallowed back the curse words she almost spat out, continuing in a whispering, coquettish tone, "But... Tan'er is on her period." "So?" He caught the drift. For the first time, he was hated by a woman. "So, maybe ask my husband to sleep somewhere else tonight." "This is my new marital chamber." "That's true, if you don't mind sleeping on the floor, Tan'er doesn't mind you staying." "Very well." He responded lightly.