The host is no longer a human today.

It is true love touching true love, and also true love exchanging true love——Shen Zuixue

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Hongying turned around and said, "Shen Zhijin, have you forgotten? I am just a prostitute. I have slept with so many men that I can't even remember how many there have been. You are just one of them. I have no feelings for you, and we were not married by any parents or matchmakers. If that's the case, how can we be husband and wife?"

Red Eagle didn't give him a chance to say anything else and just turned and left.

When she came out of the prison, it was already dusk outside. The warm yellow sunlight shone on her, dispelling the cold and gloomy air she had picked up from the prison.

She suddenly chuckled. What happened in the past was long gone. She never thought there was anything wrong with sacrificing one's body for profit.

After all, since ancient times, men have always had the support of their fathers, brothers and families, but she only has herself.

However, it all passed, and now she has been reborn.

As for what she needs to do next, it is not to reminisce about the past, but to give more girls an opportunity, a chance to climb up in an upright manner.

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[Host, you have no reason to refuse the talent show now, what should you do?] Xianyun has now been led by Shen Zuixue to forget his "mission" and instead asks like a curious baby.

[Tsk tsk, wait a minute.] Shen Zuixue was also helpless. His Suisui loved him too much, which was not always a good thing. For example, the other party was very reluctant to hurt him.

【What are you waiting for? 】

[Wait for my Sui Sui to take action.] If Sui Sui doesn't take action, then he will have to do it himself.

In the dark night, the stars blinked happily, expressing their pure joy to the moon in the center.

Yan Changsui arrived at the Qianqing Palace with ease and tiptoed towards the dragon bed.

Shen Zuixue felt very insecure when she was sleeping. She was wrapped in a bright yellow quilt, with her fair face slightly exposed. Her face was tinged with pink from deep sleep, and she looked very harmless.

Yan Changsui just stood by the bed and looked at him, feeling torn between his conscience and his desires.

On the one hand, he could not accept Shen Zuixue going to the talent show and having children. If she did that, he would rather die before that, so that he could deceive himself by telling himself that the other party would not do that.

But on the other hand, Shen Zuixue hasn't really done anything yet. If he does that now... wouldn't that be pushing Shen Zuixue away with his own hands?

Yan Changsui, who has always been decisive, can also be hesitant when it comes to feelings.

However, when he glanced around, he saw several memorials on the bedside table.

Yan Changsui was a little confused. He knew Shen Zuixue. The other party would never read memorials before going to bed, unless he thought they were important and he would talk about them at the next court session.

As if by some strange coincidence, Yan Changsui opened the memorial, and what caught his eye was the letter advising Shen Zuixue to participate in the beauty contest.

Yan Changsui clenched his five fingers and directly crumpled the letter.

His previous hesitation was instantly extinguished by his jealousy.

Now that you're here, why retreat?

All the women in this world can become his lover through a talent show, except him. If that's the case, why can't he use other methods?

In the darkness, Yan Changsui took out the "tools for committing the crime" that he had prepared long ago.

After tying the man up tightly, Yan Changsui climbed directly onto the dragon bed.

Before he could hug her in his arms, Shen Zuixue skillfully turned over and buried herself in his arms, found a comfortable position for herself, smelled the familiar scent on his neck, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Yan Changsui silently looked at his hand on his waist, said nothing, and fell asleep while hugging him.

Only the barely perceptible curve of his mouth was left, clearly showing his happy mood.