Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Qin Xiaozhi knew this noble lady. Whenever he met Lord Kong, he'd always be followed by a little girl. She liked to wear yellow, her long hair flowing, her face brimming with a faint smile, looking demure, gentle, and charming. As for the lively and decisive nature his sister-in-law had just mentioned, he hadn't noticed a thing.

"Hatsune, if you have time, please help Xiaozhi find out what Lady Wang is thinking. If possible, let them meet." Qin Lang asked with a smile. Although Wang Yumei came from a merchant family, Lord Kong was very fond of her, and marrying her would be a great opportunity.

"Okay, okay," Ruan Chuyin agreed immediately. Yumei once said the main reason she hadn't married yet was because Lord Kong was too picky. If the marriage was to be arranged with the Zhenguogong Mansion, surely Lord Kong wouldn't find anything to complain about?

This time, Qin Guanzhi didn't object to his parents' suggestion. Chu Yin spoke so highly of Wang Yumei, so she must be a good girl. He knew quite a few of the noble ladies in Liangcheng, thanks to his parents, but few of them were to his liking. Not everyone in this world was as lucky as he was, meeting their destined partner even after running away from home.

At midnight, a silver plate hung high, showering gentleness. The Zhenguogong Mansion gradually returned to tranquility.

A night of spring breeze filled Qiushui Courtyard, and endless flowers bloomed. Endless affection outlined two inseparable figures, reflected in the red candlelight, gently swaying with the orange light, burning until dawn.

Ruan Chuyin was still thinking about the fire lotus seeds, so she hurriedly got up to wash up as soon as the lovemaking stopped.

"Can't you make an appointment with Ji Zhiya a little later?" Qin Guanzhi looked at the sky in confusion.

"The appointment is already made," Ruan Chuyin shouted from the bathroom. There were no cell phones here, so how could she be late? Ji Zhiya was already very unhappy yesterday, and if she was late again today, even she would feel it was unacceptable.

Qin Guanzhi was silent, then stood up and ordered breakfast.

"No, I'll go back upstairs to eat." Ruan Chuyin came out with wet hair, took the towel from his hand and wiped it quickly.

Qin Guanzhi's expression froze for a moment. He didn't say anything, but his eyes darkened. He asked, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "Do I need to tell you two about your affairs one by one?"

Ruan Chuyin paused, watching his expression shift. After a moment, she nodded sheepishly. Knowing her husband was asking her this on purpose, she feigned ignorance. It was better for him to handle it than to speak up herself.

In the early morning, the streets were deserted and the air was fresh with dew.

Before the carriage arrived at Mingyue Restaurant, a long line of people came into view.

The seafood porridge sold incredibly well. Diners seemed to never tire of it. Even after the harsh winter, it remained a favorite. According to Elder Wen, Mingyue Restaurant now handles one-third of the ferry's cargo, attracting the attention of numerous merchant ships, who often turned to Mingyue Restaurant first when they saw good goods. Mingyue Restaurant's fame spread across the oceans, traveling with these long-distance "merchant ships."

When Wei Jiusi saw Ruan Chuyin, he thought he was seeing things. What good day is today that brings you so early? He then pulled her into his arms, saying with a forced smile, "Hey, you're so diligent to come here after finishing your work!"

"Jiusi, have you had breakfast yet? I'm hungry." As soon as she finished speaking, Ruan Chuyin jumped into his arms like a little rabbit. Her delicate appearance was as adorable as it could be, and in the blink of an eye, all the resentment in his heart disappeared.

"What do you want to eat?" Wei Jiusi pinched her chubby cheeks and asked, his eyes full of pampering.

"I want to eat red oil wontons, crystal shrimp dumplings, lava rolls, seafood pancakes and osmanthus rice soup." The person in her arms said as her thoughts drifted away. Her mind was full of delicious food, so she couldn't help but chew her food twice.

Wei Jiusi scratched her nose and smiled helplessly: "Eat it, you are the most active."

With the addition of the Underworld Palace friends, the speed of serving food in the kitchen was brought to a new level. All the food was served in just a cup of tea.

Mingjiu's shrimp dumplings were white with a hint of red, the shrimp filling generous and fresh, even without any seasoning. But Ruan Chuyin's favorite was the red oil wonton. The mere sight of the vibrant red color captivated her, not to mention its visceral texture. The perfect blend of sweet, salty, numbing, and spicy, drizzled with two drops of sesame oil, she could easily swallow a single dish. Even a deity wouldn't trade it for the deliciousness.

"Is it really that delicious?" Wei Jiusi stared at her extremely satisfied eating expression and stretched out his jade chopsticks towards the wonton.

"It's delicious. Want one?" Ruan Chuyin scooped up one and brought it to his mouth.

Wei Jiusi had only asked casually on a whim, but now that he saw that the animal seemed to be feeding him personally, he couldn't help but recall the happy days when he was fed by the animal a while ago. Without hesitation, he took a bite. The next second, coughing sounds continued.

It tasted delicious, but it was too spicy! I quickly grabbed the entire teapot and guzzled it down my throat.

It felt itchy, hot and spicy, and my lips were as red as if they were covered with lip balm.

"You eat such spicy food?" He widened his eyes in disbelief, put the remaining half in Little White Rabbit's hand aside, and confiscated it all.

"You don't want to live anymore! Don't eat it again, do you hear me?" The strong warning and domineering look made Ruan Chuyin dazed for a moment, as if she saw the boss of Yueying Pavilion again.

Some people are born to be kings. They will shine even in the darkest place and will never sink into the sea.

Gazing into his solemn eyes, Ruan Chuyin said, "Jiusi, I found the Qingyou Fruit. Give me the Fire Lotus Seed. The Fufeng Sword Immortal said he can refine a Marrow Cleansing Pill that's several times more effective than the Bone Restoring Pill refined by Qi Jianshen. Not only will it allow you to resume your cultivation, it'll also double your internal energy."

"What did you say?" Wei Jiusi was shocked and picked her up, holding her shoulders, his eyes bloodshot.

Ruan Chuyin stared at his Adam's apple, which was constantly burning, and reached out to gently caress it. She then pulled him into her arms and said, "I told you I found the Qingyou Fruit. As long as you keep practicing, you'll soon be able to regain everything you've lost."

The man in his arms trembled with excitement, his breaths rippling with gasps. Unable to contain his inner ecstasy, he burst into laughter, his hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist, pressing her into his arms, wanting to rub her into his bones.

The word "thank you" kept flowing out from between his teeth until his voice became hoarse and he choked up and couldn't speak anymore.

"Everything will be fine." Ruan Chuyin patted his back gently and encouraged him.

After a long moment, Wei Jiusi finally let go of the person in his arms and slowly calmed down. As his thoughts returned to his mind, he suddenly remembered something. He exerted force with his palms, thrusting the person toward him. He asked sternly, "Why did the Sword Immortal Fufeng agree to let you refine the Marrow Cleansing Pill? Is the Qingyou Fruit also his?"