Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

(Added content to the previous chapter.)

After the farce subsided, Jin Shi left with his daughter. Shen Yinghua was about to leave too, but she didn't expect the prince to invite her to sit with him and listen to the story. She was so flattered that she twisted her thigh hard.

His eyes swept towards the second floor intentionally or unintentionally, gently warning the two people in Magnolia Pavilion.

The feud was completely settled. As long as that woman was still in Licheng, there would be a chance to deal with her sooner or later.

So what if Qingfeng Pavilion was powerful? Ye Sanning was the princess of Nanxing Kingdom. Could she really reach out to Beiyue?

While listening to Mei Boyan telling a story, Lu Yinnian looked up in the direction Shen Yinghua was looking.

A pair of lovers snuggled up to each other and immersed themselves in the candlelight, their intimate shadows interwoven into a beautiful picture, which was extremely romantic.

An unintentional glance made him unable to look away.

Seeing my beauty again, deep in the winding corridor, her eyes are full of charm, and her posture is graceful, still as beautiful as a poem, a painting, and a dream.

It was hard for the two people in Magnolia Pavilion not to notice his overly focused gaze.

"Do you know the Crown Prince?" Wei Shizhang noticed the two nodding to each other, and suddenly panicked. Lu Yinnian's appearance was no less impressive than his own, and his status was also higher. Could it be that his wife and he were attracted to each other?

"I met him before at a palace banquet." Ruan Chuyin recalled that scene, feeling a mixture of emotions. If she hadn't been there that night, she wouldn't have ended up with Jiang Wenzhou.

Wei Shizhang didn't like the way Lu Yinnian looked at his wife, so he walked to the window and closed it. He turned around and asked bluntly, "Do you like him?"

"No! Don't talk nonsense!" Ruan Chuyin instantly became excited when she heard this. This hat can't be put on casually.

"That's good. I just felt that the way he looked at you was not clean, so I gave him a reminder." Wei Shizhang explained far-fetchedly, and after that he had no intention of reading any further, so he pulled her back to Qingfeng Pavilion early.

Lu Yinnian had never seen Wei Shizhang's true face before, so he looked at Shen Yinghua and asked, "Ms. Shen, do you know who the man in Yulan Pavilion is?"

She was really bringing up things that were not relevant to the topic. Shen Yinghua angrily revealed Wei Shizhang's identity and took the opportunity to criticize Ruan Chuyin.

"Ms. Shen, that Madam Wei is no country woman. She is the Crown Princess of Dayong's Crown Prince Jiang Wenzhou, the Princess of Linhuai's Prince Jiang Xuanzhou, and the Crown Prince of Zhenguo's Prince Qin Guanzhi.

Shen Yinghua was stunned, staring at Lu Yinnian blankly as if she was in a dream.

So her status is so high! I still dream of being able to teach her a lesson, it's just a foolish dream.

It is said that after Wei Shizhang returned to Qingfeng Pavilion, he couldn't wait to drag people to Xuancao Courtyard, not giving Xiang Yunchi any chance at all.

Kisses showered down everywhere, making this night an unforgettable one for Ruan Chuyin.

The next day, when a ray of light appeared in the east, the air was still filled with the fragrance of the night.

Wei Shizhang got up early and swung the Heaven-Breaking Hammer in the yard in a good mood.

The heavy sound of martial arts training woke up the beauty on the couch, but she was unable to move her body at all.

The pain that felt like her bones were falling apart made her drop two golden beans. While the other person was still practicing, she quickly got dressed and returned to Xiang Yunchi's yard.

The furry little head fell into Xiang Yunchi's arms, and the aggrieved look made him frown and ask, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with big brother?"

"No." Ruan Chuyin denied.

"Then why are you crying?" Xiang Yunchi's eyes became even more puzzled.

(I can’t write anymore, I’ll make it up tomorrow, good night)