Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

That night, Ruan Chuyin followed Xiang Yunchi back to Hanshan Villa.

The elders were delighted to see her, and they kept asking her questions. Xiang Yunchi hadn't told his family about the Ghost Realm's battle with the Evil Sect, but Ruan Chuyin had, which helped to establish a positive image for Meng Huali. Wu Shuhong, in particular, didn't dwell on the fact that Ghost Realm had severely injured him.

The next morning, Meng Huali called his wife out with a box of banknotes.

Ruan Chuyin held the heavy little wooden box and gently opened a corner. The white silver bills were as thick as books, making her swallow hard.

"Look at your lack of ambition. I'll take you back to Xicang in a few days. You can take whatever treasures are in my treasury." Meng Huali couldn't understand. Was his wife really short of money? Or did those people not give her enough money to spend? Why did the little fox's eyes light up every time he saw silver, revealing an expression of extreme desire?

"Going back to Xicang? Aren't you moving here?" Ruan Chuyin didn't want to go to the ghost realm at all. She was tired and wanted to stay in Liangcheng for a year or two, not going anywhere else.

"I'll take you back to see my mother." Before he finished speaking, Meng Huali turned around and waved at her.

There's no other way. I have to follow you no matter how far it is.

King Zhenbei was very surprised that the Lord of the Ghost Domain actually sent him 20 million taels of silver notes, and took out the mountain deed on the spot.

After that, the ghost domain was busy moving every day, while Meng Huali took Ruan Chuyin and traveled west back to Xicang.

Ruan Chuyin stood at the entrance of a tomb, looking at the two huge stones that were two meters high and fit together perfectly in front of her, with a solemn expression.

"Your mother, no, it's our mother who's in there?"

"Yes, she died a long time ago, so long ago that I can't even remember what she looked like," Meng Huali said calmly. With his right hand, he pulled a golden lock from a stone hole. With a loud bang, the door opened.

It was very dark inside, and we walked a few hundred meters before a row of candles lit up.

This tomb chamber is small but magnificent. The stone walls are covered with murals, and if you look closely, you can even see mottled colored glaze.

In the main tomb chamber stood a huge coffin, intricately painted with exquisite designs. The tombstone bore the inscription, in double-hooked relief regular script, "Epitaph of Empress Wenhui of Xicang."

"Your mother is the empress?" Ruan Chuyin was shocked. Then wouldn't Meng Huali be a prince? But why was the empress of a country buried here instead of in the imperial mausoleum?

Meng Huali stared at the stone tablet with deep eyes and said nothing.

After a while, he pulled Ruan Chuyin to burn incense and kowtow together.

He didn't say a word the whole time, and he didn't tell her the story until they left the tomb.

But Ruan Chuyin could guess a thing or two. After all, she had seen a lot of bloody palace fights in the previous life, so she could more or less relate to the situation.

If her husband didn't want to talk, she wouldn't ask any more questions. When he wanted to talk, he would talk naturally.

Afterwards, the two of them played in the capital city of Chaoge for two days.

People here only eat two meals a day, so the nightlife is exceptionally rich. Almost every restaurant and eatery has singing and dancing performances, with both men and women participating, and they can even interact on stage, creating a lively atmosphere.

Many teahouses with good business would also invite a few musicians to play music to attract customers.

So at night, when I walk on the street, it’s like there’s a speaker in my head, and all kinds of sounds are constantly echoing.

It is for this reason that the houses here are built two miles away from the main street.

Meng Huali told Ruan Chuyin that the ghost domain relocation would take at least two years. So he decided to follow his wife and leave all the sect affairs to the nine elders.

The two returned to Nanxing and told Yun Chi and Ruan Chuyin that their grandfather wanted them to stay in Yangcheng.

Even if she really wanted to stay, it was impossible.

Considering that among the nine husbands, only Wei Shizhang was in Beiyue, she asked him to move Qingfeng Pavilion back to Nanxing as soon as possible. This way, she wouldn't have to run around so much in the future.

This matter received strong support from Xiang Wanrong, who urged her son even more diligently than her daughter-in-law, and asked her son to go back immediately and help his father complete the relocation.

The King of Zhenbei was so pleased that he gave the Meteor Mountain Range, which borders the small town south of Yangcheng, to the Duke. Although it wasn't within Yangcheng's borders, it was half the distance from the Duke's mansion than the Three Sheep Mountain Range north of Yangcheng. From now on, even if the Duke wanted to return to the mansion every day, he could do so.

With things to do at home, they naturally paid less attention to Xiang Yunchi and Ruan Chuyin. Taking this opportunity, the two of them returned to Liangcheng with Qin Guanzhi and the others.

Ge Yinghan, the Corpse Sect's leader, and two elders were all at the Mingyue Restaurant. When they learned that the Ghost Domain was moving to Nanxing, they were so shocked that they couldn't even move their eyes.

The two most powerful sects in Xi Cang Kingdom were Ghost Domain and Corpse Sect. Now that Ghost Domain was gone, wouldn't their Corpse Sect become the most powerful in Xi Cang Kingdom?

Xu Qingxiao jumped up from his seat in excitement. He had finally managed to shed the perennial title of second-in-command. That same day, he led the two elders back to Western Cang. As for the sect's most powerful elder, Fourth Elder Ge, since he wished to stay, he could remain for a while longer.