Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

At one o'clock in the morning, Meng Huali and Li Changgeng entered Wanchun Tower.

The two men, wearing black robes, wielding long swords, and wearing ghost masks, were so fierce that they scared away three tables of diners who were dining in the lobby.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper Yan Congjun was anxious but dared not say a word. He paced back and forth like a wild beast trapped in an iron cage, not knowing whether to greet the enemy or not.

"Shopkeeper." Li Changgeng stepped forward and stood in front of the tall counter and asked with a cold face.

"Hey, here I come. Gentlemen, would you like to have a meal or stay overnight?" Yan Congjun went to greet them with his head held high. His two old legs kept shaking under his robe, and his eyes had long lost their former shrewdness and he did not dare to look up.

Li Changgeng looked at his timid appearance and slightly lowered the corners of his mouth.

Don’t be afraid of anything, I’m very handsome!

A sharp gaze shot out from under the mask, frightening the old legs so much that they trembled even more violently.

"boom"

A huge gold ingot was pressed heavily on the counter.

"Have the people from Yanchun Pavilion arrived?" the cold voice rang out again. Yan Congjun raised his head abruptly, daring to glance at him again. He forced a smile uglier than crying and led them upstairs.

Wang Taiyu had been waiting for a long time. Today, he too was wearing a mask. The three of them stared at each other, each stunned, seemingly unprepared for the other's masked appearance.

After taking their seats, both sides got straight to the point.

"Butler Wang, is this all the princess gave us?" Meng Huali looked at the scroll on the table in confusion and asked coldly.

"Yes. Lord Mengyu, please keep it." Wang Taiyu rubbed his slightly wet palms nervously and said with a forced smile.

Meng Huali picked up a corner of the drawing paper in embarrassment and looked carefully at the thin figure on it.

She has long hair, a floral dress, and a bamboo-jointed glass bracelet on her right wrist.

No more...

How could they identify someone with just this little information? Or was Princess Nanxing trying to test them and let them investigate on their own?

also!

He then put away the scroll and handed it to Li Changgeng.

"Lord Meng, when will you make your move?" Wang Taiyu asked boldly. The man's aura was so strong that even a moment of silence here would be enough to put his life in jeopardy.

Ghost Domain is the largest sect in the northern part of Xicang Country and rarely travels to other countries.

Princess Nanxing had sought them out because of a complicated connection between her and Empress Meng Xinghe, and Hao Rong had capitalized on this connection to invite Meng Huali. The reward was so high, it was too high for the Ghost Realm to refuse.

"Three days." Meng Huali was frugal with his words. After he finished speaking, he left with Li Changgeng.

The moon and stars filled the sky, the streets were ablaze with lights, and the atmosphere was bustling. The food stalls emanated enticing aromas, from the burnt aroma of barbecued meat to the delicate fragrance of fruit, mixed with the aroma of wine and tea, and the air was filled with the scent of life.

Meng Huali stood at a corner of the eaves, gazing at the Zhenbei Palace in the distance, a faint light flashing in his eyes.

"Go find out where that person is."

"Yes!" Li Changgeng's figure disappeared into the void in an instant, and ten figures followed closely.

The lights in the Zhenbei Palace were on, without any trace of night.

The disciples of the Ghost Realm were very curious about the Nanxing Kingdom's reversed day and night lifestyle. They all stopped at the four corners of the mansion and secretly watched every move inside.

"How are Yun Chi's wedding preparations going?" King Zhenbei asked with concern.

"Everything is ready. We are just waiting for the court to promulgate the new law. Dad, why don't you go to the Ministry of Justice to urge them to do it? After their wedding is done, we still have to arrange the formalities!" Xiang Wanrong suggested.

I almost forgot about my eldest grandson.

After thinking for a moment, Xiang Ge said, "Send a letter to the county magistrate and ask him to move Qingfeng Pavilion back."

"Old man, have you figured it out?" Tong Yuqing looked at him in surprise. After thirty years, he finally nodded.

"What do you mean I've figured it out? It was Wei Yanli who wanted to leave, so who can he blame?" Xiang Ge was immediately agitated upon hearing this. His eldest son-in-law was even more stubborn than he was. He hadn't set foot in Nanxing for thirty years. Just thinking about it made him angry.

Xiang Wanrong's eyes were red and she was choking with sobs, unable to even complete her sentences.

"Dad, are you willing to let Yanli return home to live?"

"What else? If you were useful, could he have been gone for thirty years? Could he have taken Shi Zhang away?" Xiang Ge snorted coldly, put the tea bowl heavily on the table and walked away.

Wu Shuhong lowered his head silently, anger already boiling in his chest.

He and Wanrong were living comfortably in the main courtyard. Now that Wei Yanli was here, shouldn't they make room for him?

The title was conferred this morning. Yun Chi is now the Crown Prince of Zhenbei, so why is Wei Yanli still holding on to the title of County Horse?

The sobbing sounds in his ears became louder and louder. Wu Shuhong looked at his wife who was crying loudly. For the first time, he did not go forward to comfort her, but strode out.

What's there to cry about? He didn't even cry!

The cold wind blew across his face, but it couldn't blow away the irritation deep in his heart. He looked up at the moon, his thoughts dancing, as if time had suddenly flown back decades.

Suddenly, his eyes became cold, emitting a light colder than the moonlight.

The supreme pressure rolled over the corner of the mansion, crushing every inch of the void heavily.