"Husband... It's... it's time to blow out the candles..."
Qin Siyao lowered her head shyly.
Looking at Qin Siyao, Xiao Mo couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.
'If this were an ordinary wedding, if I weren't the Emperor... even if I were only marrying one woman tonight, things would be much better than this.'
But at this moment, Xiao Mo felt like he was truly a beast.
Meanwhile, Qin Siyao saw Xiao Mo's guilty expression. As if she understood something, she blinked softly and said with a smile:
"Could it be that Brother Your Majesty doesn't plan on spending the night with me, but with Sister Ruxue instead?"
His thoughts exposed, Xiao Mo looked up at Qin Siyao. He stopped trying to hide it and said frankly:
"According to custom, Mujiu, both your and Ruxue's red veils must be lifted tonight.
But you and Ruxue are both 'Imperial Consorts,' equal in status.
If I lift your veil first, then Ruxue's, I must stay at Ningxue Hall tonight.
