Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

Early morning, a time when all is quiet, suddenly a loud noise came from the study of Prince Rui's mansion.

A male voice, suppressing immense anger, asked incredulously, "Are you saying that the Princess Consort is having an affair with General He, and that the two of them are still together?"

The person asking the question was tall and slender, wearing a magnificent crimson brocade robe.

His face was as fair as jade, and his pair of sword-like eyebrows were as thick as ink, slanting upwards into his temples, just like an eagle spreading its wings to take flight, adding to his heroic spirit and majesty.

At this moment, a terrifying aura emanated from him, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The kneeling guard, Mu Feng, felt a chill run down his spine, but replied with a death-defying resolve, "Yes, Your Highness!"

After the answer was given, there was a deathly silence around them.

A moment later, another tremendous sound swept in.

Looking up, the entire study, except for the area around the two people's seats, had been completely destroyed.

Prince Rui, completely calm, asked in a low voice, "Tell me in detail how they got together."

Mu Feng began to speak respectfully.

………………

one day ago.

Lingyan moved from the Duke of Jing's mansion to an estate outside the city with her maid Yunmeng.

Meanwhile, General He Jingchuan was also training troops in his military camp outside the city.

It was the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) at night.

He Jingchuan rode back to the city, only to encounter an unprecedented torrential downpour and howling winds.

The situation was no longer suitable for traveling, so he went to a deserted village that he passed by every day to take shelter from the rain.

He tied the horse to the stable and then went into a room.

at the same time.

Lingyan was taking a bath when she suddenly heard a storm raging outside, with strong winds blowing out all the candles in the room.

It was pitch black, so she could only get out of the bathtub, put on an outer garment, and light a candle.

As soon as He Jingchuan opened the door, a candle lit up inside the room.

Following the light, the sight before his eyes froze him in place, unable to move.

He froze for a few seconds before he suddenly realized what was happening, and quickly turned around and strode out.

But he was stopped by someone behind him.

"and many more."

The voice was melodious and clear, like the sound of a silver bell.

He subconsciously stopped in his tracks, recalling the scene he had just witnessed. His chest heaved noticeably more violently, his cheeks flushed slightly, and even his earlobes turned bright red.

He replied awkwardly, "I'm sorry, miss. I didn't mean to. I thought this was an abandoned manor and trespassed. Please forgive me."

Lingyan smiled and said, "Young master, there's no need to worry. However, given the current situation outside, your journey must be difficult. Why don't you rest here?"

He Jingchuan suffered a sudden cardiac arrest. What does she mean by this?

Inviting a strange man to spend the night late at night?

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard her say again, "To be honest, General, I once saw you return in triumph from afar. You were so full of youthful vigor and spirit that I greatly admire you."

So she knew him; no wonder she dared to let him stay overnight.

Then she walked gracefully towards him, step by step. He heard her footsteps but dared not turn around.

He could have left immediately, but for some reason, he was bewitched and unwilling to leave, and even somewhat looked forward to her approaching.

She drew closer and closer to him, until she stood right in front of him and smiled at him.

The two were very close at this moment, and He Jingchuan could accurately smell the alluring fragrance emanating from her.

Then she said worriedly, "It's a pity that I already have a fiancé and can't cancel the engagement, so I can only regretfully give up."

Upon hearing this, He Jingchuan was even more terrified and felt a pang of regret, and immediately prepared to leave.

The lady already has a fiancé, so she should not linger.

Ling Yan was still smiling, but she leaned closer to him again with an even brighter smile.

He Jingchuan didn't dare look at her, and closed his eyes, breathing slightly heavily.

Unfortunately, at this moment, her soft and boneless body was pressed against his. She was only wearing a thin outer garment, and he could clearly feel her warm and soft body.

His mind went blank; he was no longer able to think.

He recalled the beautiful scenery he had just seen.

She then chuckled softly, "I never expected to meet the General a month before my wedding. We are truly destined to meet."

Her breath was sweet as orchids, and her soft hands gently touched his cheeks, stroking them repeatedly.

He was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, and his body felt like a furnace.

He felt as if his body was being controlled by a powerful force, and every cell longed for a deeper connection with her.

Seeing his current state, Lingyan chuckled and said, "What, General, you've never been with a woman before?"

He Jingchuan replied in a hoarse voice, "No."

Ling Yan was even more satisfied.

He was dressed in a black brocade robe, with handsome features, a clear and bright face like a gentle breeze and a bright moon, a commanding presence, and a tall, slender figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

He was an extremely handsome guy, and everything about him was exactly what she liked.

He was also an innocent-looking young man, which made her like him even more.

So she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Does the general think I'm beautiful?"

His voice was low, carrying a certain seductive and alluring quality.

He Jingchuan closed his eyes tightly, his body trembled, as if he was trying to suppress something, and the veins on his arms bulged.

He squeezed out a single word from his throat: "Beautiful."

Lingyan whispered in his ear again, "Would the general be willing to spend this beautiful night with me?"

Her cold, deep voice was like a long hook laced with poppies, bewitching him and causing him to lose all restraint.

The string of reason in He Jingchuan's mind snapped instantly.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him with big, smiling, charming, and bewitching eyes, misty and alluring, with a small, slightly upturned mouth and slightly parted red lips, as if inviting him to kiss her.

His eyes blazed with fury as he stared intently at the alluring woman before him, one hand resting on her waist, causing his fingertips to tremble.

He looked at her one last time, panting, and asked, "Don't you regret it?"

Ling Yan looked at him and slowly replied, "I don't regret it."

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed tightly with a kiss.

He savored her incredibly soft and fragrant lips, feeling his heart race and the fire within him surge wildly.

He pressed her tightly against his body, and her hands moved across his body as if dancing.

His limbs stiffened instantly, and his blood congealed.

Unable to hold on any longer, he picked her up and carried her hurriedly to the bedside.

She pointed to the bathtub.

He then grabbed her and they both fell into the bathtub…