Bright red silk satin cascaded like a waterfall, draping down the sides from the top of the bed canopy.
The overwhelming red dazzled Ji Qingwu's eyes. She squinted, taking in the scene before her.
She had simply fallen asleep and woken up right here on her wedding bed.
She had no memory of how she had come to the Wei Family, nor of what had happened in between.
A warm, yellow glow was reflected on the bed canopy. On a small table beside the bed sat a pair of tall red candles, their flames flickering.
Had Wei Ting lit the Dragon and Phoenix Candle himself? 'What kind of wedding ceremony was this?'
Once the spell of dizziness passed, Ji Qingwu figured out why she had fallen into such a deep sleep.
It was because Yu Wen Tianqing had bribed the Imperial Hospital to drug Yuan Heng. She had taken a sip of that medicinal soup, thinking at the time that she would just sleep for a day and a night, and hadn't taken it seriously.
