The beautiful woman in the quick transmigration novel has been targeted by the male lead again.

The next moment, he was completely petrified.

How...how could it be him?

Shen Yanzheng?

Didn't he become the emperor?

How would it appear here?

Or was she mistaken, and the person just looked like him?

Wei Wufeng had already put her down and wasn't angry at the person for trespassing. Instead, he asked in a good-natured manner, "Brother, who are you looking for?"

He had only heard of the Marquis of Zhenyuan's reputation before, but had never seen him in person, so he was unaware of Chang Ning's shock.

Thinking she was scared, I took her hand and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Chang Ning's mind was about to explode as she watched him step forward. After not seeing him for several years, his imposing manner was even stronger. His face was covered with frost, and his whole body was filled with a chilling aura.

His eyes, sharp as arrows, fell directly on their clasped hands.

Chang Ning felt her whole body stiffen under his gaze, and subconsciously gripped Wei Wufeng's hand tightly. The man's eyes immediately turned as if they were poisoned, as if he wanted to chop off her hand.

Chang Ning trembled and hid behind Wei Wufeng. The newcomer was not only radiating a chilling aura from his eyes, but his entire body.

Wei Wufeng frowned: "Brother, what brings you here?"

"I've come to find her."

The newcomer spoke very slowly, never looking at Wei Wufeng, his eyes fixed on Chang Ning, like a predator locking onto its prey.

Chang Ning is now certain; it really is Shen Yanzheng!

Why is he not doing his job as emperor properly, but instead coming to this poor and remote place?

Surely they're not here to ask for the gold and silver treasures he gave them back then?

Chang Ning let her mind wander, and she had no confidence to face this person at all.

Wei Wufeng's expression also darkened: "What do you want with her?"

"She's my wife. You can talk to me directly if you have any problems!"

"wife?"

Shen Yanzheng slowly savored those two words, "How could I not know? When did my woman become your wife?"

Wei Wufeng was taken aback. This person referred to himself as "you..."

Chang Ning tugged at his sleeve from behind and whispered, "Shen Yanzheng, the one who'll become emperor!"

Wei Wufeng then realized that the person who had come was none other than the former Marquis of Zhenyuan, the current new emperor, the one who had once "helped" Chang Ning a couple of times, and the meaning behind his words just now—

"I was unaware of Your Majesty's presence. Please forgive me!"

Wei Wufeng bowed and said, "We are already husband and wife, and what happened before is in the past. I hope Your Majesty will grant us this wish!"

"To help others achieve their goals?"

Shen Yanzheng sneered: "Under the whole heaven, no one dares to say such a thing to me!"

After speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, and dozens of people instantly appeared in the courtyard. "Arrest him for me, and keep him alive."

Wei Wufeng's expression hardened. He pushed Chang Ning into a corner and then drew a sword from somewhere. "Even if His Majesty is here, for the sake of my wife and children today, I, Wei, have no choice but to risk my life!"

Shen Yanzheng raised his chin, and the group instantly engaged Wei Wufeng in battle, with the sounds of weapons clashing constantly filling the air. Chang Ning watched in horror, unsure of what to do.

"Are you worried about him?"

Shen Yanzheng's voice suddenly rang in her ears. She didn't know when he had come to her side. Chang Ning subconsciously took two steps back: "You, um, could you please make them stop?"

Shen Yanzheng grabbed her wrist, his face almost frozen: "You still dare to avoid me?"

Chang Ning stumbled as he pulled her, almost bumping into him. She looked up at him in a panic, "I, I, I didn't dodge..."

I just can't get used to it.

Shen Yanzheng increased his strength, almost crushing her wrist bones. Chang Ning's face showed a pained expression: "You, you let go!"

"let go?"

Shen Yanzheng pulled her even closer, their bodies almost touching. "Where do you plan to run off to after you let go? To elope with another man?"

"what are you saying?"

Chang Ning really couldn't understand him; he'd become increasingly inexplicable since becoming emperor: "You..."

Just as he was about to say something, someone suddenly pinched the back of his neck, and he passed out.

A little boy with short legs stumbled out of the house, calling out, "Mommy, Mommy, Daddy!"

"son!"

Distracted, Wei Wufeng was struck in the chest with a sword, and immediately a knife was held to his neck.

When Chang Ning woke up, she almost didn't know what year it was; she had never lived in such a luxurious place in her life.

The bed curtains were made of soft, light gauze, the room was filled with incense, and there was an exquisitely designed slender-necked vase filled with flowers that she couldn't name.

"woke up?"

A sudden voice startled Chang Ning, who saw Shen Yanzheng walk in from outside. She immediately tensed up, at a loss for what to do. She glanced at him and quickly looked away, whispering in a low voice, "Where...where am I?"

"The Imperial Palace."

Shen Yanzheng sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea. Seeing that she was still standing there motionless, he frowned and said, "Come here."

His current aura was so imposing that it was impossible to resist him. Chang Ning gave an "oh" and slowly moved over: "Um, Your Majesty, may I ask, may I ask why you brought me here?"

Chang Ning stopped two feet away from him and didn't move. Shen Yanzheng stretched out his long arm and pulled her over. Chang Ning exclaimed in surprise, but was pulled to sit on his lap. She immediately tried to get up, but was held down firmly: "What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate!"

Chang Ning was terrified. What was wrong with this person?

"What's inappropriate?"

Chang Ning bit her lip, trembling uncontrollably, "No...no!"

"Don't want it? Why don't you want it?"

Shen Yanzheng gently sniffed her neck, "Didn't you ask for enough three years ago? Hmm?"

His lips brushed against her neck from time to time, and suddenly he opened his mouth and bit her hard. Chang Ning hissed, "It hurts!"

"I want to make you feel pain!"

Shen Yanzheng licked the wound, then picked the person up and carried them to the bedside.

When it was all over, Changning was just one step away from dying. She was served a bath and dressed. The person who served her was the current emperor.

Shen Yanzheng's face showed satisfaction, like a beast that had finished eating, and he exuded a lazy aura as he personally poured water and fed her.

Chang Ning finished drinking from his hand, observed his expression for a moment, and then stammered, "Your Majesty, where are my son, and... and Wei Wufeng? Are they alright?"

Shen Yanzheng paused, as if the weather had suddenly changed, dark clouds gathering immediately. He coldly uttered two words: "Kill."

"From now on, you can rest assured to be my woman. I will forgive and forget everything that happened in the past."

He pinched her chin: "As for children, we'll have them in time."

"How many children do you want? I'll give you that many!"

When Chang Ning heard the word "kill," tears streamed down her face. By the end, she was sobbing uncontrollably, no longer caring about hierarchy: "Shen Yanzheng, you bastard, you dog, I hate you so much!"