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

Seeing that she wouldn't stop, Wenze became anxious and rushed forward, grabbing Lingyan's sleeve.

Seeing this, Lingyan frowned and turned to look at him, puzzled, "What do you mean by this, sir? Since we have already agreed to part ways, why are you making such a fuss?"

Upon hearing this, Wenze felt as if his hands were being burned by a raging fire.

He instinctively wanted to hold Lingyan tightly.

But his reason was like a cold pair of pliers, firmly restraining his impulse.

His fingers trembled violently, each tiny tremor seeming like a struggle and cry of pain and reluctance in his heart.

In the end, he slowly let go of her hand.

The moment his fingertips slipped, it felt as if something precious was being pulled from his life.

Then his gaze became fixed on Lingyan with intense longing.

His eyes were full of longing and affection, as if he wanted to etch her image deep into his soul.

After a long while, he finally seemed to have used up all his strength and turned around resolutely.

The moment he turned around, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, like a burst dam, crisscrossing his cheeks.

Seeing his back as he turned away, Lingyan didn't hesitate at all. She took light steps and quickly left the place.

The sound of departing footsteps was like heavy drumbeats, striking Wenze's heart hard.

Hearing the sounds gradually fading away, his body seemed to be driven by an invisible force, and he immediately turned around.

As far as the eye could see, all that could be seen was emptiness.

In an instant, a dull ache in my heart surged like a raging wave, one after another.

He was completely overwhelmed by endless reluctance and pain.

…………

Lingyan, on the other hand, showed no reaction or expression from beginning to end, and felt no reluctance whatsoever.

Jiajia, Jiajia.

It was all fake from the beginning, just a sexual encounter, so how could she possibly have any emotional fluctuations?

She just felt that Wenze was the real young master from an ancient noble family.

Good looks, good personality, good values, good manners, good upbringing, and good brains.

They are very good at weighing the pros and cons and assessing the situation.

He also has good manners.

Knowing he couldn't guarantee her the rest of her life, he resolutely stopped bothering her, even though he was in immense pain.

They have good hearts.

Even though he was sad and reluctant to part with her, he still didn't lie to her, saying that he would treat her the same way from now on, so that she would stay with him.

He did not force her to leave for his own selfish reasons.

After all, Jiajia was just a dancer, so if he wanted to take her away by force, there would be no obstacles.

But he didn't. He simply adhered to his principles and said goodbye to her, parting ways amicably.

Therefore, if such a good man were willing to give up everything and stay in Da Zhao, she would definitely make him her sixth boyfriend.

She knew that such a man would never abandon his family and clan, just for a woman, and would never stay alone in a foreign land.

So she neither revealed her identity nor asked him to stay.

Because it's impossible, there's no need.

The outcome is good enough as it is.

Despite his current distress, she was certain that he would forget her within three months.

So this ending is truly perfect.

…………

After returning to the Crown Prince's residence from the grand court assembly, Lingyan took a good nap.

As night fell, Lingyan looked at the five boyfriends surrounding her and couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

Because she knew that the five of them were ultimately different from the other men in her eyes.

Of course, the five of them also missed her very, very much.

At this moment, Lu Yanqing looked at Ling Yan and complained with some grievance, "Yan Yan, aren't the five of us enough? Why do you need to find other men? Have you grown tired of us and are you fickle?"

Upon hearing this, the other four people and Lu Yanqing all looked extremely alarmed.

The fear and panic in his eyes were palpable.

Five pairs of eyes looked eagerly at Ling Yan, staring intently, seeking an answer.

His face was completely pale, as if he was afraid of hearing her nod in agreement.

Seeing their overreaction, Lingyan frowned slightly.

She blinked, looking at the five men in front of her, some panicked and others with reddened eyes.

She quickly waved her hand, a relaxed smile on her face, and said in an extremely gentle tone, "What's wrong with you all? I'm not disgusted with you, nor am I tired of you. It's just that even though I have you, I still want to experience the feeling of other men. You know me, I just like handsome men, so please don't overthink it. Relax, okay?"

Upon hearing this, the five people's tense expressions instantly relaxed, and the corners of their mouths turned up slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

His previously furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and his deep eyes regained their sparkle.

Then a violent storm arrived, and it only subsided and stopped as the morning court session approached.

………………

As the winter chill recedes, the remaining ice melts under the warm sun, transforming into babbling brooks and heralding the arrival of spring.

Spring flowers have faded, summer leaves are lush and verdant, and time flows quietly by.

Before we could even savor the moment, August arrived, bringing with it the blazing sun and the rich fragrance of flowers.

The blazing sun pours down on the earth, and the strokes of time paint a magnificent picture of the changing seasons.

Today is the auspicious day of Jiang Muxue's marriage to Prince Xiang, Xiao Yiqun.

That's right, after two years of getting to know each other, the two of them finally got together, as expected.

Jiang Muxue is now twenty-five years old, and Prince Xiang is twenty-seven years old.

Although both of them would be considered as older single women and men in ancient times.

But Lingyan didn't think so.

She felt that getting married at this age was just right, as she was in the prime of her life.

This year marks the third anniversary of the Empress Dowager's passing, and the period of national mourning has ended, so the wedding date was set for August.

Lingyan was also afraid that if they dragged it out any longer, they would be wasting their time.

After all, if they don't get married soon, they'll probably have to wait another three years.

The reason, of course, is that Emperor Jingzhao is nearing the end of his life.

So she told Jiang Muxue about it.

Jiang Muxue then informed the Prince of Xiang.

In fact, Prince Xiang knew this from Emperor Jingzhao's appearance and had anticipated it.

So the matter was settled smoothly.

After the matter was settled, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue began preparing for the couple's wedding.

Emperor Jingzhao was quite satisfied and pleased with this.

On the wedding day, at the break of dawn, the Xiang Prince's Mansion was already brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful ribbons, with red silks like the sea and brocades like clouds.

He was dressed in wedding attire, his sword-like eyebrows slanted upwards to his temples, and his starry eyes shone brightly, overflowing with tenderness and anticipation.

His cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement, and his black hair was neatly tied up with a golden crown on top, making him look even more imposing.

Meanwhile, Jiang Muxue was being carefully dressed and made up by her maids.

Lingyan and the others naturally accompanied her.

Jiang Muxue was a little nervous at this moment, but when she saw her good friends, she felt at ease.

Soon after, the wedding procession arrived.

The musicians played joyful tunes, and the drummers struck the drums powerfully, making a clanging sound.

A crowd surrounded the bridal sedan chair, which was decorated in a magnificent golden style. The curtains of the sedan chair were made of strings of pearls, which swayed gently in the breeze and made a pleasant clinking sound.

Amid cheers from the crowd, Jiang Muxue was carried out of the mansion by Jiang Jingyu and delivered to Xiao Yiqun's arms.

Xiao Yiqun then carefully carried her into the bridal sedan chair.

The wedding procession then set off back to the Prince of Xiang's residence.

Along the way, people stopped to watch and offered their blessings.

Red lanterns were hung on the houses on both sides of the street, and red petals fell like snowflakes, covering the road ahead.

Inside the Prince Xiang's residence, the auditorium had already been properly prepared.

A red carpet was laid on the ground, and on both sides of the carpet, dragon and phoenix candles stood tall, their flames flickering and their light and shadow dancing on the walls.

The dome of the auditorium is decorated with red silk and gold thread, and a huge crystal chandelier hangs in the center, casting a dreamlike glow.

Tables and chairs were arranged around the room, all covered with red cloth. The fruit platters on the tables were filled with various rare fruits, emitting an enticing aroma.

In the center of the hall, the master of ceremonies had been waiting for a long time.

Upon seeing the newlyweds arrive, he immediately cleared his throat and shouted, "The auspicious time has arrived! Newlyweds, please perform the wedding ceremony!"

Xiao Yiqun and Jiang Muxue stood facing each other, their hands clasped together.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The two bowed simultaneously, paying homage to heaven and earth, expressing their gratitude for their blessings and favor.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The two men bowed to Emperor Jingzhao to show their respect.

"Couple greetings!"

They bowed and made a vow to stay together for life.

From this moment on, they will spend the rest of their lives together.

Regardless of wind or rain, our commitment remains steadfast.