In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

At this moment, several thoughts flashed through Su Yueyao's mind. Looking at Wenren Qichi, she parted her lips slightly and said, "If I had never fallen in love with you, you would never have had the chance to enter my harem. Won't you regret it in the future?"

Wenren Qichi looked at Su Yueyao's conflicted expression, his face showing no other emotion, only a hint of melancholy in his eyes: "If I try my best and Lady Su still doesn't like me, then it's my fate. Lady Su has already promised me that she will petition His Majesty to abolish the law that men must marry at the age of twenty-two."

"I have a choice. I don't have to be sent to the army. I can have the opportunity to see him from afar. That's already very good."

After hearing Wenren Qichi's words, Su Yueyao felt somewhat unable to repay his deep affection. She looked at him for a while, then turned and left his room.

She felt a sense of unease, but even more so, a sense of guilt. In fact, when he risked his life to save her, she had already prepared herself to take responsibility, but she really didn't expect him to refuse so completely.

She had an indescribable feeling, and her heart was in even greater turmoil.

The eldest prince and Sun Yibai followed silently behind Su Yueyao. Neither of them said anything. Whether or not the wife should marry Wenren Qichi was up to her to decide.

They were mostly shocked, shocked that he had wasted the opportunity to have the wife in his harem, and that the wife had willingly married him. Given the wife's slow-to-warm-up nature, they would have needed to spend every day together to have a chance.

Once his wife returned to Fengdu, she almost never left the house. How could he cultivate a relationship with her?

The three of them remained silent for a moment, walking quietly towards the room.

At this moment, Wenren Qichi in the room was staring blankly in the direction Su Yueyao left, and he didn't even notice when the medicine returned to his side.

"What? The Queen doesn't want to marry you? If you ask me, what's so good about getting married? Before, the young masters of your noble families were tightly bound by the law and had to get married when they reached a certain age. But that law is about to be abolished. Without any worries, you won't have to get married. Wouldn't it be wonderful to live a carefree life?"

"It's exhausting to insist on getting married and competing for another woman's favor in the back courtyard."

Hearing Cheng Yao's teasing words, Wenren Qichi came to his senses and looked at him: "Cheng Yao, you guys are with Lady Su every day. She's so wonderful, aren't you tempted?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yao immediately shook his head: "I'm not tempted at all. Look at my young master. Since he married the Queen, his personality has changed so much. The unrestrained and arrogant young master of the past is gone. Now he's a babysitter every day."

“Look at Cheng Yan, who is the most outstanding among us besides the young master. He used to be quick, accurate and ruthless in his work, killing without leaving any room for maneuver. Now he only thinks about protecting the lady every day. He is gentle and considerate, and he is even afraid that the lady will discover his violence.”

"More importantly, they both pushed a lot of things onto us! This kept us all very busy."

As Cheng Yao spoke, he trembled slightly, and his expression clearly showed his disdain for them.

Wenren Qichi: "................................................................"

"Also, Wenren, let me tell you, the Queen is incredibly wicked. She's always thinking about having more children for the Lord. You have no idea how miserable the Lord is after having children. He vomits every day and wishes he were dead!"

"When the Queen gave birth, she was in so much pain that she almost died. I still vividly remember the way my young master cried in such a miserable state back then," Cheng Yao said, gesturing as he spoke.

Wenren Qichi looked at the finished medicine with a confused expression. Wouldn't it be a good thing to have more children for her husband?

So what if he has a slight reaction? He saw it when he was a child. At most, a man would just gag a couple of times and not be able to eat. Can't even Su Nujun's husband endure this little bit of suffering?

While it's true that men experience pain during childbirth, it should be bearable. I've never heard of a father complaining of pain to the point of crying.

Cheng Yao, oblivious to Wenren Qichi's confusion and bewilderment, concluded directly: "So! In conclusion, how desperate must I be to fall for the Empress! Only a ruthless person like you would like the Empress so much."

Ruthless Wenren Qichi: "................................................"

Suddenly he's become a ruthless person? Although he wasn't originally a gentle person, it feels a bit strange to describe him as ruthless when he says that.

Cheng Yao finally noticed Wenren Qichi's bewildered and disbelieving expression. He didn't bother explaining further, and instead examined Wenren's wound: "Take good care of your wound these next few days. Your tendons and veins are damaged, and your arm actually..."

"You don't need to emphasize the prepared medicine anymore, I know it all. Besides, I don't hold arrows in my left hand."

"Wenren, your family is full of scholars and gentlemen, so why is your martial arts skill and internal strength so profound? When we met you before, we didn't sense that your martial arts were very high." Chengyao asked curiously.

Wenren Qichi looked at the curious prepared medicine and said in a calm tone, "I have loved martial arts since I was a child. I guess it's a talent! You didn't realize that my martial arts skills were high, but did you ever think that my internal strength was above yours?"

"Above us? How could that be! Although I am devoted to medicine, my martial arts skills are also among the best in the martial arts world. And the young master and Cheng Yan, their martial arts skills are even better."

"Tianlangjun, Chengyan, and Xinglangjun are indeed quite skilled in martial arts. I'm about the same as them! Also, I'm tired and need to rest for a while. Call me when it's time to take your medicine!"

Wenren Qichi seemed to want to rest and didn't want to deal with Cheng Yao anymore, but Cheng Yao, as if he didn't get what he wanted to hear, continued to exclaim, "How is that possible! In the past, when the young master and the others traveled, they had the opportunity to spar with all the martial arts masters in the martial arts world. How could you hide so well that we didn't even know?"

"That's because you haven't looked for me. I have almost never shown my martial arts skills in front of others. People in the martial arts world don't know how good I am."

"Ah! You don't train? Tell me secretly, how do you train your martial arts?"

"I'm going to rest."

"I...."

Cheng Yao wanted to ask something more, but when Wenren Shilang gave him a look, Cheng Yao immediately felt a chill run down his spine, a coldness that went straight to his bones.

The next second made him tremble. Looking at the emotionless eyes of Wenren Shilang on the bed, his heart skipped a beat.

"Can I take a break now that I'm taking the over-the-counter medication?"

"Yes...yes, yes...I'll leave right now, I'll leave right now." Cheng Yao quickly left the house.

Wenren Qichi watched Cheng Yan leave, then sat up expressionlessly. He gently supported his left shoulder with his right hand, unwrapped the bandage, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, opened the cap with his mouth, and poured the contents onto the wound.

A sharp pain shot through the wound. Wenren Qichi frowned slightly, enduring the pain, and waited motionless until the effects of the medicine wore off before gently bandaging the wound.

Almost the instant he finished bandaging his wound, a dark shadow appeared in the window of the room.