Female supremacy: The evil woman only wants to ascend the throne

"Don't agree so readily and then mess things up. Work hard! I don't keep idle people here, understand?"

Wan Qingyan suddenly stretched out his right hand and quickly grabbed Zheng Changchuan's ear like an eagle catching a chick, twisting it left and right to make a deeper impression on him!

Zheng Changchuan was obviously in great pain, with beads of sweat even appearing on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth tightly and refused to make a sound. He also tried to control his expression, fearing that Wan Qingyan would see him grinning.

"Don't you feel any pain? Why don't you scream?"

Wan Qingyan looked at Zheng Changchuan's ears that were pulled red, and seeing that he didn't scream, he immediately became competitive and reached out to pinch his face hard.

Sometimes she kneaded it hard like dough, sometimes she pulled it hard like noodles, and she didn't stop even when his cheeks turned red. She was determined to make him cry out in pain.

Zheng Changchuan kept gritting his teeth and remained silent. He just didn't want to cry out in pain in front of her.

Wan Qingyan also had a stubborn temper. She rubbed his face even harder and her eyes became serious. She didn't like disobedient men.

"Host, can't you be a little gentle? You're clearly in the wrong, why do you have to ravage him like this?"

The system was originally watching the show silently, but when it saw Wan Qingyan getting serious, it hurried out to stop the fight, fearing that she would crush Zheng Changchuan's face.

"This is between him and me, it's none of your business, so stop butting in!"

Wan Qingyan angrily retorted to the system, then ignored it and focused on "dealing with" Zheng Changchuan, his inner anger growing stronger and stronger.

Zheng Changchuan let Wan Qingyan rub him. Even though it hurt like hell, he was like a man of iron. He kept his lips tightly closed and said nothing.

Wan Qingyan stared at Zheng Changchuan's tightly bitten lips, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to her mind. She leaned down like a dragonfly skimming the water, and gently pressed her red lips against his lips. She didn't believe that she couldn't pry his mouth open like this!

Zheng Changchuan was completely unprepared for this sudden kiss and instantly became at a loss. He subconsciously opened his lips and responded to the kiss passionately.

At this moment, time seemed to stop in his eyes. Wan Qingyan noticed his decline, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly bit his lips hard.

A tingling sensation came over him, and Zheng Changchuan frowned in pain. His body instinctively wanted to push Wan Qingyan away, but when his hands touched her waist, he changed his mind as if he had been electrocuted, and hugged her tightly instead.

"Why don't you cry out in pain?"

Wan Qingyan opened his mouth, reached out and pinched Zheng Changchuan's chin hard, with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked with interest.

"I don't want to cry out in pain in front of you, it will make me look useless!"

Zheng Changchuan touched his bitten lip and admitted his little thoughts. He could see that Wan Qingyan didn't like weak men.

"I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. Go to the kitchen and boil some eggs to rub your face. I don't like men who don't listen to me. Don't ask for trouble. Do you understand?"

Wan Qingyan gently stroked Zheng Changchuan's face a few times, with a sly smile on his lips.

"Your Highness, I understand! I will be obedient!"

Zheng Changchuan licked the blood on his lips, and stared at Wan Qingyan's red lips. He wanted to kiss her so much, and the kiss just now left him wanting more.

"Hurry up and go to the kitchen and fix your face. You're really an eyesore right now."

Wan Qingyan saw the love in Zheng Changchuan's eyes and immediately sent him away. She was really powerless to help him now as she was in good health.

"Okay! I'll go now."

Zheng Changchuan obeyed and immediately turned around to go to the small kitchen. His face really hurt.

"What's wrong with your face? Are there assassins coming to the government office? I'm going to find His Highness right now!"

A Nian was originally lighting a fire in the small kitchen. When he saw Zheng Changchuan with scars all over his face, he immediately became alert, thinking that another assassin had come to the yamen to commit assassination.

"This is His Highness's 'caress' to me. There are no assassins in the government office!"

Zheng Changchuan smiled awkwardly, his eyes avoiding and not daring to look directly at A Nian. He didn't say anything more, lowered his head and went to boil eggs.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

A Nian looked at Zheng Changchuan's miserable appearance, and when he stubbornly said it was "caress", he immediately covered his stomach and laughed out loud, tears coming out of his eyes.

She originally thought that he and His Highness were being affectionate in the front hall, but she didn't expect him to be beaten up. This was so funny.

Zheng Changchuan listened to A Nian's undisguised ridicule, lowered his head even more, and silently reduced his presence.

In the front hall, Wan Qingyan was eating a piece of Hu pancake in his hand, but his eyes were always silently fixed on the gate of the yamen, full of anxiety.

She felt extremely regretful, knowing that her previous behavior was too much. She really shouldn't have given Wan Qingyu's handkerchief to Zheng Changchuan. Although she did it unintentionally, she was indeed wrong, and it was irrefutable!

She wanted to rush out to find Wan Qingyu immediately and apologize to her in person, but she was also afraid that Wan Qingyu would come back as soon as she left. The conflicted mood made her feel uneasy.

Because she was always thinking about this matter, Wan Qingyan ate very little even for dinner. After taking a few bites of food, she left the table listlessly and walked slowly towards Wan Qingyu's room.

Along the way, her footsteps seemed particularly heavy. She gently pushed open Wan Qingyu's door and walked in. The room was silent. As soon as she entered, she smelled a fragrance and moonlight sprinkled on the ground through the window.

She lit the oil lamp, walked silently to the bed and sat down, her hands unconsciously twisted together, her eyes looking towards the door from time to time, expecting Wan Qingyu to appear soon. She secretly made up her mind that as soon as Wan Qingyu came back, she must sincerely apologize to her.

She sat on the bed waiting for Wan Qingyu, but her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. She slapped herself hard twice, trying to wake herself up with the pain, but the more she slapped herself, the more sleepy she became, and finally she fell asleep.

A night passed, and the sunlight shone on Wan Qingyan's eyelids. After her eyelashes trembled a few times, she slowly opened her eyes and saw that there was no one in the room except her.

Now she was sure that Wan Qingyu had not returned home all night, so she immediately got up and walked out of the room. She decided to go find Wan Qingyu and could no longer sit there and wait for death.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Wan Qingyu walking towards the front hall of the yamen with a faint smile on her face.

"Eighth sister, where did you go last night? Why didn't you come back all night?"

Wan Qingyan immediately rushed to Wan Qingyu and asked anxiously.

"Fifth sister, I'm already a grown-up. It's no big deal if I don't come home for one night! Besides, I just came back fine. Why are you asking me so many questions like I'm a criminal?"

Wan Qingyu had a smile on his face, but that smile was colder than the ice in winter. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking back, and went into his own room!