Enchanting Wife: Slave’s Cold Husband - C247

Su Nuo and Duke Bei Chen sat facing each other, sipping their tea. There was a quiet feeling in the air. Su Nuo raised her head and said to Lord Beichen, “My lord, let’s get married.” Her tone was flat, without even a hint of color.

Beichen’s entire body froze, even his hand that had touched the door was frozen on the spot.

“Alright.” Lord Beichen doted on him and agreed. Su Nuo looked up and smiled back.

“No.” Bei Chenhan pushed open the door and said loudly, “I don’t agree, Xiao’er! You can’t marry the Duke of Bei Chen! You can’t marry him!” What would he do if his Na’er were to be married to the Duke of Northern Chen? What would he do if he was in love with someone this much?

Duke Bei Chen looked at Bei Chen Han: “This is Xiao’er’s choice, you should respect him.” Su Nuo did not move, and continued drinking the tea in her hand, as if Bei Chen Han did not appear.

“Nore, you can’t marry the Duke of Bei Chen.” Bei Chen Han spoke as he anxiously walked to Su Nuo’s side, but he could not see anything, and was not familiar with the furnishings here. Even the furniture that were knocked over on the road made an ear-piercing sound. However, Beichen didn’t care about it, and continued to rush forward.

“Xiao’er, don’t marry the Duke of Beichen, it was my fault in the past, I deserve to die. But you can’t just throw me away like this, leave me to fend for myself.” Beichen had never been so flustered and incoherent before.

Only when Su Nuo saw Bei Chen Han holding onto her sleeve tightly, did she put down her teacup and raise her head to look at Bei Chen Han. Then, she used her hand to move Bei Chen Han’s fingers one by one. Bei Chenghan felt even more panicked, and his grip tightened as if he had grown roots.

“Let go.” Su Nuo spoke calmly.

Bei Chen Han held on tightly, as if he was the last straw of hope for survival, “Xiao’er, you better tell me, you won’t marry the Duke of Bei Chen, just say it.”

“I want to marry, I want to marry!” Su Nuo repeated, “Can you let go now?”

Bei Chen Han shook his head, “No, no, Xiao’er, you don’t love him at all, you don’t love him at all. How are you going to marry him, and how are you going to marry him?” Bei Chen Han pointed out sharply.

The Duke of Beichen spoke, “Little Nuo, if you wish to marry, I shall do so. Beichen, when will you finally understand?”

Bei Chen Han’s hand suddenly clenched, as though he was convulsing. Su Nuo did not speak again with Duke Bei Chen, and in the end, Bei Chen Han let go of his hand in a dejected manner, saying hoarsely: “Xiao’er, I love you, I love you very much. Before you fell in love with me, I have already fallen in love with you.” I cared about you. I knew that even if I knew my wrongs now, I would regret it, it would be too late, but, Nore, I love you, so I will not give up. “Bei Chen Han’s voice became softer and softer:” Even if you were to marry the Duke of Bei Chen, even if you two were to become husband and wife, I would still wait for you. If one year is not enough, then two years is not enough, if two years is not enough, then four years is still not enough, then I will treat this redemption for a lifetime, and I will still come looking for you.

As the sound of his voice faded, the entire room was filled with a faint sadness.

The wind blew in from the window outside, causing the clothes of the three people inside the room to flutter. There was nothing left behind.

Bei Chen Han stood up, turned around and walked to the door, saying without turning back: “Xiao’er, I love you, I love you very much.” Then he left.

Of course, Su Nuo did not change because of Bei Chen Han, she was really going to be married to him.

The wedding ceremony was at the end of the summer, and there was no one special about it. It was Yan Qingcheng, Situ Ai, the scholar, Bai Qian, and the youth.

Bei Chenghan was the last one to arrive. Today, he came in alone and let the shadow leave. When he entered, no one present looked at him with any particular hatred, but they did not welcome him either. They were just like strangers.

Beichen was standing in a corner, the shadow in the dark landed on his body, and with his black robe on, it was unspeakably heavy and lonely.

The ceremony began. Both Su Nuo and Duke Bei Chen were dressed in bright red wedding robes, standing face to face.

One bow to the heavens and earth.

Su Nuo and Duke Bei Chen bowed together.

Second bow to the hall.

Su Nuo and Duke Bei Chen turned around and bowed together.

The people who were watching from the sidelines did not look happy at all. Instead, their eyes were completely red. Tears flowed down from Bai Qian’s eyes. The youth pulled Bai Qian into his embrace, saying softly and with dissatisfaction in his voice, “Look, you’re crying again. It’s so troublesome.” As he spoke, he helped to wipe the tears off Bai Qian’s face.

Seeing how his older brother, whom he had grown up liking, had gotten married just like that, Situ Si’s face showed some dissatisfaction. He was like someone who couldn’t get his beloved toy, but other than that, he didn’t feel any resentment.

The scholar next to her carefully handed her a handkerchief. “Don’t, don’t cry.” He was also stuttering, afraid that he would anger Situ Ai again. Surprisingly, Situ Ai didn’t lose his temper. He simply took a handkerchief and dried his tears, then turned his head and gave the scholar a fierce glare.

Yan Qingcheng did not cry, but her eyes were red. In fact, how could she not cry? She wanted to cry. She really wanted to cry. The Third Marquis, whom she loved so dearly, finally managed to marry Su Nuo after suffering so much.

However, at this moment, Yan Qingcheng didn’t know if she was feeling happier or more sad. She was truly blurry now.

Beichen’s face didn’t show any expression, he just stood there motionlessly, like a statue.

Suddenly, over ten streams of dense and sharp killing intent came from above. They broke through the roof and the sharp sword threads were directed at everyone present without hesitation.

Yan Qingcheng’s first reaction was to look angrily at Beichen. She thought that he had plotted something out of love and hatred, but when she saw that there were more men in black surrounding Beichen than any of them, she immediately understood.

However, there were far more killers than they had imagined. There were nearly sixty people here. Without even thinking about it, they knew that this person must have known about their background and knew that the people here weren’t easy to deal with.

But that person was also somewhat wrong, because the Duke of Beichen had already lost all his martial arts. Situ Ai, Su Nuo, the scholar, and Bai Qian did not know any martial arts, which meant that they were just a blind Beichen, Yan Qingcheng, and a young man.

No matter what, even the three of them could be considered to be barely qualified.

Suddenly, Su Nuo saw a sharp sword piercing straight towards the Beichang Jue’s body. Su Nuo’s pupils shrank, “Viscount.” He called out with extreme urgency and rushed forward without even thinking. But no matter what, how could a person like Su Nuo, who did not know any martial arts, be a match for an assassin that knew martial arts?

For the first time in a long time, a crack appeared under Su Nuo’s calm emotions. It was fear, a deep fear.

But just when Su Nuo could only watch helplessly as the Duke of Northern Chen was stabbed, a figure appeared in front of him, and the sharp sword stabbed into his body, piercing through him completely.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Su Nuo just stared with her big eyes, looking straight at Beichen Han who was standing in front of the Beichen Jue, and then the sword easily stabbed into his body.

Actually, everyone present was stunned.

But this was an unusually premeditated murder, and the sword would not stop. Just as Bei Chen Han’s sword was about to kill the killer that stabbed into his chest, another five to six killers aimed their swords at Bei Chen Han again. There was another who was preparing to attack Su Nuo.

The sword Qi and killing intent were just too familiar to Bei Chen Han, so even if he could not see it, he would not be slower than others. However, in this kind of dilemma, Bei Chen Han still chose to extend his hand and pull Su Nuo over, quickly pulling her into his embrace. At that moment, the sharp sword swung down once again, and it was Su Nuo’s left hand that was protecting Su Nuo.

But Bei Chen Han did not stop, he used his other hand to hug Su Nuo, and then flew up, viciously kicking the incoming killers, every move cruel and deadly.

Then he landed.

“Duke Beichen is fine.” Bei Chen Han let go of Su Nuo and said his first sentence. Blood was flowing out crazily from both his chest and his severed arm. His entire body was dyed crimson.

No matter how many assassins there were, they were all subdued by Yan Qingcheng and the young man. Bai Qian looked at Beichen with a complicated gaze. Like the others, he did not say anything.

Su Nuo’s face was covered with the warm blood from Bei Chen Han’s body. For a moment, she did not make a single movement as she just looked at Bei Chen Han.

“Don’t worry about Nore, the Duke of Bei Chen is uninjured.” Bei Chen Han’s tone was very gentle. He wanted to reach out and touch Su Nuo’s head, but he seemed to be afraid that Su Nuo would not like it, so he withdrew himself. But just as he retracted his hand, his entire body fell to the ground.

The scholar was the first to react and pulled on Situ Ai’s sleeve. “He lost a lot of blood. He’ll die.” Situ Ai gritted his teeth and quickly went to treat Beichen Han.

The sudden assassination caused the ceremony to stop.

Within the room.

Situ Ai bandaged up all of Beichen’s wounds and made him lie on the bed. He said: “Beichen’s injuries are very serious, he might be unconscious for a long time, but his life is safe now.” Situ Ai told them about his own diagnosis. In the room, everyone was present, but no one said anything.

Su Nuo turned around and walked out.

There was a strong light outside the door, as dazzling and intense as the day her mausoleum left her. Su Nuo lifted her head and looked at the clouds in the sky. They were white, but a crack appeared in her calm and dry heart. It was not big, but it was thin and real.

Su Nuo closed her eyes. Mausoleum, what should she do!

Bei Chen Han had been in a coma for eight days and eight nights. In the middle of it all, Su Nuo had not gone to see him. In reality, apart from Situ Ai, who knew medicine, no one else had ever gone into that room and seen him before.

The one who took care of him was the one who came later.

When Bei Chen Han woke up, there was no one in the room. He smiled bitterly, and just as he was about to get up with difficulty, the shadow appeared. It wanted to help him, but it was naturally with Bei Chen Han’s consent.

This time, Beichen did not refuse, and the shadow helped him up, leaning him against the window. Bei Chenghan’s face was still pale from beginning to end. It was no wonder that he was heavily injured.