Being favored by the paranoid master, the whole imperial capital kneels down

On both sides of the Nine-Curve Corridor are vibrant flowers and trees.

Nan Chuzheng's skirt swept across the clean floor tiles, and she listened to the sound of the breeze rustling the leaves.

It makes everything around me seem quieter.

But she could often hear bursts of miserable howling coming from far away.

And those words that popped up in her mind from time to time, the words of the Chu family and Qin Lang deceiving her, coaxing her, and threatening her.

Nan Chuzheng stood in front of a lotus pond, looking at the lotus flowers for a long time before turning around to look for Nan Chenrao.

Nan Chenrao is not in the study.

He doesn't like going out much these days. He always goes to Yama's Palace to check in and stay there for half a day or an hour or two.

So he returned to the South House.

In the past two days, he simply didn't go to Yama's Court, and only had the memorials sent from the palace moved directly to the study in the south house.

Nan Chuzheng walked into the study with her skirt lifted and saw a list spread out on the desk.

It is the candidate list for the prince's wife.

The current emperor hated the tenth prince's mother and had her banished to the cold palace many years ago, and vowed that he would never see her again in this life.

The tenth prince Qin Lang was also disliked by the emperor. It was no exaggeration to say that he was the most destitute prince.

In the twenty-fifth year of Jingtai, the current emperor seemed to suddenly remember his son Qin Lang.

Only then did I realize that Qin Lang had reached marriageable age.

So he asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to draw up a list and select the tenth prince's wife for Qin Lang.

This kind of "good thing" would not have happened to Nan Chuzheng originally, after all, she was in the eyes of the powerful people in the imperial capital.

She was just an adopted daughter who suddenly moved into the Zhaoyong Marquis Mansion from a distant countryside.

It was because Chu Jingyue and Qin Lang had fallen in love first, and she wanted to leave Qin Lang and climb up the prince's ladder.

Finally, he used Chu Jingyue to fool Qin Lang.

Nan Chuzheng picked up the list on Nan Chen's desk, and scenes of the shock and disgust in Qin Lang's eyes on the night of her wedding flashed through her mind.

He always thought he was marrying Chu Jingyue.

In the end, it was Nan Chuzheng who married into the Chu family.

Although Qin Lang was assassinated shortly afterwards and was injured in that area, he was unable to consummate his marriage with Nan Chuzheng.

But during that period, Qin Lang was full of hostility and sarcasm towards Nan Chuzheng.

He always thought that Nan Chuzheng was very scheming and that she lived in the Chu family just to climb up the social ladder.

The reason she was able to marry him was because Nan Chuzheng had carefully planned and plotted against Chu Jingyue, forcing her to marry him.

"How ironic."

In the quiet study, Nan Chuzheng looked at the list of the Tenth Prince's wives, but couldn't find her name at all.

The Chu family reported her name to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Nan Chenrao crossed out her name.

Finally, the Chu family suggested that Nan Chuzheng get on the bridal sedan instead of Chu Jingyue, but Nan Chenrao stepped forward to stop them.

Nan Chuzheng was willing to break up with Nan Chenrao just to get into this bridal sedan.

The result was a life full of deception, humiliation and sadness.

And it harmed him.

Nan Chuzheng felt a sharp pain in her heart, her eyes were red, and she just put down the list in her hand.

After thinking about it, she added Chu Jingyue's name to the top of the candidate list for the Tenth Prince's wife.

A scumbag should be locked up with a slut.

"The Chu family didn't report Chu Jingyue's name."

Behind Nan Chuzheng, Nan Chenrao's voice sounded casually.

Then, the man's broad chest pressed against Nan Chuzheng's back.

At some point, Nan Chenrao appeared behind Nan Chuzheng.

He sat down and held Nan Chuzheng on his lap.

Nan Chuzheng smiled and subconsciously stretched out her arms to hook them around Nan Chenrao's neck.

"But the prince has no intention of marrying Chu Jingyue as his princess."

Judging from the time, the prince and Chu Jingyue have already passed the honeymoon period.

He should meet the love of his life, and now the prince's heart and eyes are full of that girl.

Nan Chenrao raised his eyebrows indifferently and looked at Nan Chuzheng intently.

"You seem to dislike the Tenth Prince?"

Before this, Nan Chuzheng and Qin Lang had nothing to do with each other. After she returned to the imperial capital, she had been hanging around the small courtyard of Marquis Zhaoyong's mansion.

Nan Chenrao could keenly perceive that since Zhou asked her to marry Qin Lang.

Nan Chuzheng suddenly became extremely hostile towards Qin Lang.

Nan Chuzheng, who was being held and sitting on Nan Chen's lap, lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.

"Really? Zheng'er just doesn't want to leave you."

"They asked Zheng'er to marry a man she didn't know, so Zheng'er naturally didn't like it."

These words successfully pleased Nan Chenrao. He tilted his head slightly, pressed his lips against Nan Chuzheng's, and asked in a whisper,

"Then never leave."

"Marry someone else, how can they pamper you as much as I do?"

As he spoke, Nan Chenrao closed his eyes slightly. He slowly moved his head and wiped Nan Chuzheng's lips with his own.

"Zheng'er, we will always be together, just the two of us."

Nan Chuzheng's heart was beating wildly.

She had heard this kind of words many times in her previous life.

At the beginning, she had just developed awareness of gender, and for the first time she made it clear that she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with Nan Chenrao anymore.

He held her like this, and said in her ear stubbornly, morbidly, and fiercely that she would always be with him.

Just the two of them.

Always together.

The last time she heard Nan Chen Rao say this was in her previous life, after she had committed suicide by holding the shattered Nan Chen Rao and grabbing Qin Lang's sword.

Nanchen Rao rolled down the cliff with her.

Amidst the rustling of the falling wind, he said with a voice full of joy,

"Zheng'er, I said we will always be together, just the two of us."

No one else, no Chu family, no Qin Lang.

It was just him and the girl he had raised since she was a child.

He pulled her out of the quagmire, and in the last moment of her life, she accompanied him and turned into dust together.

The two of them lived their lives together.

Breaking free from her memories, tears rolled down Nan Chuzheng's eyes.

Nan Chenrao was stunned at first, then a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. He suddenly stepped forward and kissed her lips fiercely.

She cried and he kissed her.

"What's there to cry about? Your master is not a jackal, tiger or leopard."

Nan Chenrao's hand pressed down on the back of Nan Chuzheng's head. His strength was great, and the kiss was wild and overbearing.

"None of the men out there are as devoted to you as I am to worshipping you like a god."

"Zheng'er, they all want to deceive you. What they want is your body and your power."

Nan Chuzheng, who was so breathless from the kiss, finally broke free from Nan Chenrao's restraints.

Her red lips were slightly swollen, the corners of her eyes were red, and her stunning face was full of grievance.

"You make it sound like you don't want me..."

Nan Chuzheng was too embarrassed to speak out the rest of the words.

She knew, she always knew.

A few years ago, Nan Chenrao started to have a reaction when he woke up in the morning.

The way he looked at her was not pure.

Like a beast in the dark night, without making any sound, it slowly bared its fangs at its prey.

But because Nan Chuzheng pretended to be ignorant, he also cooperated and endured it.

Nan Chenrao's nose gently brushed against Nan Chuzheng's.

He pecked Nan Chuzheng's lips from time to time.

"I think about it, like crazy."