Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Mei Boyan recognized the man who had treated his injuries in Dayong and sent him to Beiyue. He immediately swallowed back the words he was about to say and changed his tone, "Don't misunderstand, hero. I just want to stay with the Crown Princess and settle down. That's all."

"To settle down and make a living?" Ji Zhiya repeated his words in a deep voice and turned his head towards his wife.

Ruan Chuyin's gaze paused for a moment, and she looked at the man in front of her with a complex expression. He had a charming expression and was very elegant. She advised, "Like I suggested before, why don't you go to a secluded place and find a new way to make a living? If you continue to tell stories, I'm afraid you'll be harassed by others. There's more than just one Hao Rong in the world."

Mei Boyan understood all these principles, but he knew nothing except storytelling! His criminal record prevented him from becoming an official or teaching. He had earned a good deal of money these days, and by living frugally, it was enough for him to live on for the rest of his life. But he didn't want to continue living in poverty.

Green lamps in the night rain, white hair in the autumn wind. People say that the flowers are as beautiful as brocade in the north moon, but why is it that spring is not here when I come?

It is so sad to have all the knowledge but unfulfilled ambitions!

Ruan Chuyin watched his changing expression and knew what he was thinking, but she couldn't help him.

Nanxing Mei Boyan couldn't stay. If he were to be brought back to Dayong, it would be like going against his elder sister-in-law. If he returned to Beiyue, he wouldn't have the royal family's protection there, and it would be difficult to fight Hao Rong. This...

At this moment, Zhang Mingda, the chief steward of the Zhenbei Palace, arrived and escorted him away on the prince's orders.

"Crown Princess, please! Even if I have to take care of the flower garden, farm in the countryside, or do odd jobs as a guard, I will be happy to do it, just to ask for your protection. If Hao Rong can catch me once, he can catch me twice! Next time, I'm afraid I won't be so lucky to meet the Crown Princess again!" Mei Boyan knew that if he didn't grab the towering tree in front of him today, he would never be able to escape the ravages of that witch in his life.

Even if his life is worthless, he is still a man of steel. Rather than letting himself be squeezed and twisted, it is better to die immediately and end his life!

Thinking of this, he became completely hopeless and was about to crash into the bedpost.

Ji Zhiya's eyes flashed, and he raised his palm again with disgust, knocking him to the corner of the bed.

No one had expected Mei Boyan to be so determined to die, which invisibly put Ruan Zhiyin under immense psychological pressure and shock. It was like encountering a fledgling that had accidentally fallen from its nest. Whether to save it or not, whether it lived or died, all depended on one's own decision.

"Uncle Zhang, where are you going to take him?" Ruan Chuyin asked with a raised lip.

Mei Boyan keenly caught the worry that flashed in the eyes of the "towering tree" and quickly crawled out from the corner of the bed, crawling at her feet. In front of the fairy, let alone breaking all his spine, he wouldn't even frown even if he was asked to sacrifice his life.

Ji Zhiya stared at his wife's every move and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Choosing to speak up now means that you will not continue to stand idly by. If there is no proper arrangement, this "trouble" will probably be impossible to get rid of.

"Replying to Madam, the prince has ordered his subordinates to escort this young man back to Beiyue Qingfeng Pavilion."

"Qingfeng Pavilion?" Ruan Chuyin and Ji Zhiya both looked surprised.

"Yes." Zhang Mingda replied with a smile.

"The prince said this young man has a face like the autumn moon and a complexion like spring flowers, and a noble demeanor like a jade tree in a shrine forest, but he has no self-protection skills, so he wants to send him to Qingfeng Pavilion as a disciple. Young master, are you willing?"

Qingfeng Pavilion? Is it the Qingfeng Pavilion, the third largest taxpayer in Beiyue Licheng and one of the top ten famous sects in the martial arts world?

Mei Boyan's breath hitched. He had never imagined he'd have the chance to join a sect in his lifetime. Becoming a Qingfeng Pavilion disciple would surely offer him a much safer life than wandering alone. He could also learn martial arts; even just a few techniques would be a hundred times better than his current helpless state. Unable to contain his inner joy, he solemnly knelt and kowtowed to the three people before him.

"Thank you so much for taking me in! I will never forget your kindness and it will be in my heart forever!"

So, this talented storyteller followed Zhang Mingda on the road to Qingfeng Pavilion.

Afterwards, Ji Zhiya took Ruan Chuyin back to the new house.

This is the Ruan Residence, a house named after her. In the garden are several hydrangeas, their vibrant blossoms gleaming in the sunset, creating a striking spectacle.

Except for the furniture in the east wing, the furnishings in other rooms have not yet been replaced.

"We're short on time, so let's buy this place first. We'll buy a bigger one later." Ji Zhiya was worried his wife wouldn't like this place, so he hugged her to comfort her. Unlike Liangcheng and Licheng, the houses in Yangcheng were rarely for sale, and most were rented.

"I think it's great here, warm and beautiful, with the feel of home. I like it very much and don't need to buy anything else." Ruan Chuyin snuggled in his arms, the pleasant aroma of tea permeating her nose, and the strong sense of security made her intoxicated.

I looked up inadvertently and met a pair of the most beautiful eyes in the world. They were filled with love, as deep as the sea and as warm as the spring breeze.

Gazing into these eyes, it’s as if I’m seeing blooming summer flowers, the stars reflecting the moon, and it’s as if time has stood still.

A gentle kiss falls on the beauty's forehead, like a gentle rain caressing the heart.

Ripples appear in the lake of my heart, and fragrance comes from my red lips.

The shy spring color on her face gently opened a love story as long as a poem.

Two days passed quickly. On the morning of the third day, Xiang Yunchi, Ming Wu, and Ming San arrived at the gate of the new house early.

"Ruan Yuan?" Xiang Yunchi cursed the scheming man in his heart and ordered his disciples to knock hard, making a dull sound.

Xu Qingfeng opened the door and looked at the "ferocious demon" before him, his delicate eyebrows raised high. In all his years with Master, he had never seen anyone rush to his door so early in the morning to seek trouble. Of the three, only the young man in the blue robe seemed the more formidable, but compared to Master, they were still worlds apart and incomparable. How about a few moves with him first?

"Does Ji Zhiya live here? I'm here to take my wife home."

. . . . . .

It turned out to be Master's Wife's other husband. Apparently, he couldn't practice anymore, so he opened the door a little wider and scratched his head, saying, "Master took Master's Wife to the mountains to admire the moon last night, and they haven't come back yet. How about you come in and sit for a while?"

Hiking to admire the moon? What a refined hobby!

Xiang Yunchi glanced at the white-haired boy in front of him with cold eyes, and strode in with a smile on his face.

He has plenty of time and can wait no matter how long!