Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Ding Yucheng looked at the trail of bloodstains on his arm and laughed maniacally.

All his long-held suspicions have been confirmed.

Nakata is no longer the bastard who used to beat and scold him. If he were still the same gambling addict, he would have taken all of his husband's money for himself.

She would naturally assume that since her husband was her property, she should take all the money, all of it!

The person he loved, who was gentle and good at giving love to others, was someone else entirely; they had completely different souls.

Ding Yucheng no longer cared whether the one occupying Zhongtian's body was a human or a ghost, as long as it was her.

Liang Yun quietly arrived at Xia Muning's courtyard and secretly spied on her. His master had instructed him that this message must be whispered to Zhong Niangzi, and anyone else who overheard it would be skinned alive.

The weather is very cold now, and the branches of the trees are covered with the harsh frost of winter, but inside it is warm as spring.

Xia Muning was playing the piano when Zhong Tian propped his head up with his hand and listened. After a while, he seemed to find playing the piano quite interesting and wanted to try it himself.

Xia Muning didn't mind him causing trouble and taught him two fingering techniques, after which Zhongtian began to play the zither haphazardly.

Those skilled in playing the zither love it most, but Xia Muning watched Zhong Tian's antics without getting angry at all, her eyes always filled with a smile.

He was laughing, she was making a fuss.

Liang Yun was spying outside. He felt that he and his master were like rats in the dark, deserving to be killed.

It was so cold outside that his hands and feet were freezing, and even his heart felt a chill.

After a while, Zhongtian said something to Xia Muning and slowly came out.

She slowly walked into the sunroom, carefully selected a rose that she had carefully cultivated, and looked at the rose as if she was thinking of something, then lowered her eyes and smiled faintly.

Liang Yun slowly followed.

Zhongtian was extremely quick-witted and immediately noticed: "Liang Yun, what are you doing sneaking around like this? Come out."

Liang Yun stepped out, his face deathly pale: "My master wants to tell you four words: 'Substituting one thing for another'!"

The rose in Nakata's hand fell to the ground.

When Zhong Tian arrived in this other world, her biggest anxiety was that her identity would be discovered. Fortunately, her parents had died early, and she had lost contact with her relatives and friends. Only Ding Yucheng, who had spent a long time with the original owner of the body, was the person who understood Zhong Tian the most.

At the beginning, Zhongtian gave himself away in front of Ding Yucheng, but Zhongtian denied it.

It's impossible to completely imitate someone who is entirely different. Zhongtian knew he had many flaws, and the weight in his heart had been on his mind for a long time. Today, Ding Yucheng finally pointed it out.

Ding Yucheng waited there, the afterglow of the moonlight shining on him. Dressed in black, he looked like a vengeful Yama.

When Ding Yucheng saw Zhong Tian, ​​the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. It seemed that he had been waiting all along, and this time he finally got to see Zhong Tian.

Nakata arrived bathed in moonlight.

Ding Yucheng's voice was filled with joy and confidence: "You've come? You really came!"

"I am coming."

Ding Yucheng stepped forward and affectionately took Zhong Tian's hand, as if welcoming his wife who was away at work; he was playing the role of a virtuous husband.

“Zhongniang, your arrival means that I admit you are no longer the scumbag you used to be. I’m quite happy to have confirmed this news.”

Zhong Tian simply stared at Ding Yucheng, lost in his own thoughts.

"Great! I hate it so much that I want to eat flesh and drink blood. The person who loves to the bone is not the same person."

Zhongtian couldn't stand it anymore and retorted, "Ding Yucheng, you have insulted the word 'love.' You are unwilling to accept it, unwilling to accept that the original owner treated you so badly! Unwilling to accept that no one else has to suffer the same hardships you endured."

Ding Yucheng paused for a moment while holding Zhong Tian's arm, but he didn't show it on his face. He just held Zhong Tian's arm ambiguously.

Nakata shook off his hand: "Let's say it here. Tell me, what do you want?"

"Go inside, and we'll talk slowly." Ding Yucheng was assertive and brooked no refusal.

Zhongtian entered Chaolu Pavilion once again, and his gaze immediately fell upon Xia Fang's memorial tablet. "Ding Yucheng, when you speak, please look at the memorial tablet behind you and think about your wife."

Ding Yucheng's contemptuous gaze shifted to Xia Fang's memorial tablet. He lightly placed his finger on it, then slammed the heavy tablet onto the table with a loud thud.

Zhong Tian frowned, looking at Ding Yucheng, an ancient man who showed no respect for ghosts and gods: "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution?" Ding Yucheng chuckled. "This thing called cause and effect, maybe it exists, but I guess it'll come in the second half of my life. I just need to live this life well!"

He stated his purpose directly: "I heard you're going to the capital. Take me with you."

"Do you know?" Perhaps it was because Nakata understood his true nature, he didn't need to pretend in front of Nakata, he could say all his thoughts.

“I hate telling everyone how much I love Xia Fang. I hate you and Xia Muning being all lovey-dovey. I hate anything or anyone that is bad for me.”

Zhongtian stood there, his gaze fixed on Ding Yucheng. "Did you call me here to see you go crazy?"

"Zhongniang, if you can divorce that bitch Xia Muning, I won't tell anyone else about this." Ding Yucheng's fingers once again covered Zhong Tian's hand, wandering over it, his tone chillingly cold.

"You've substituted someone else for someone else, Zhongniang. Think about what your fate will be? Burned? Beheaded?"

Zhong Tian was not afraid. She looked at Ding Yucheng as if she were a joke: "Divorce Xia Muning and marry you? Ding Yucheng, can you marry someone of your status? The chastity arch issued by the court, are you trying to defy the court?"

Ding Yucheng's face turned pale, and he immediately felt as if he had shot himself in the foot.

Ding Yucheng said, "We can meet secretly, quietly, and no one else will know. As the saying goes, a husband is not as good as a servant, a servant is not as good as a stolen affair, and a stolen affair is not as good as a stolen affair. Since I can't have a stolen affair, I don't need you to give me a title. You just need to be available whenever I call."

Zhong Tian looked at Ding Yucheng, utterly shocked: "A marriage without a matchmaker! Although you're remarried, you're still the son of a respectable family!"

Ignoring everything else, Ding Yucheng pounced on Zhong Tian, ​​trying to tear off his clothes. He believed that once they had physical intimacy, Zhong Tian would take responsibility. "Just spend one night with me, taste my pleasure, and you'll abandon that bitch Xia Muning!"

Nakata wanted to stop it.

Suddenly, Ding Yucheng's collar was lifted up. Ding Yucheng turned his head in annoyance and saw Xia Muning standing behind him, coldly slapping him across the face.

"How are you any different from a prostitute in a brothel who uses her looks to please men?!"