Your Majesty, please spare Diao Chan; your yang energy is too strong.

After saying that.

Zhou Heng then ignored them and headed straight into the distance.

For a moment, only the five beauties of the Zhen family were left at the scene, at a loss.

"Big sister, are we really going to marry him?"

After a long pause, Zhen Tuo finally spoke first.

"We are at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board. What can we do?"

Zhen Jiang gave a bitter smile.

She had considered all the possibilities, but she never expected that Zhou Heng, such an unreasonable person, would come along.

One who can disregard Yuan Shao.

Even those who entered Jizhou alone.

How could they possibly be outmaneuvered by a group of women?

"But, but..."

Zhen Dao hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"There are no 'buts'. I already know Zhou Heng well."

"No one can stop him from doing what he's going to do."

"Someone who, in just a few months, achieved this from nothing."

"He maneuvered between Yuan Shu, Lü Bu, and Liu Bei, simultaneously scheming against the three major warlords, and successfully captured Xuzhou."

"People like that are terrifying."

"Since he has come to Jizhou, it means he is 100% certain."

"I'm afraid they've been plotting against us for a long time."

Zhen Jiang sighed.

As the head of the family, Zhen Jiang was not stupid at all; in fact, she could be described as very clever.

Previously, I didn't know Zhou Heng's identity.

He believed that all the feudal lords in the land were like Yuan Shao.

Little did they know that in this chaotic world...

Everything else is fleeting; only might makes right.

Yuan Shao dared not approach them.

It's not that we dare not, but that we cannot.

Because Yuan Shao came from a prominent family.

Behind him stood powerful and influential families.

He needs to be mindful of the influence of aristocratic families.

If the Zhen family is forced to submit to him, the powerful families behind them will surely have something to say about it.

This was very detrimental to his rule.

That's why we settled for second best and chose to cooperate with them.

They even retreated again and again.

But Zhou Heng is different.

To put it nicely, he was a feudal lord.

To put it bluntly, he was a bandit.

No matter how eloquent you are, how can you reason with bandits?

That's their situation now.

When a scholar encounters a soldier, he can't explain himself.

“That’s right, Zhou Heng’s birth means he can’t get the support of powerful families.”

"Therefore, the only people he can win over are the merchants from all over the world."

"Although we are somewhere between a noble family and a merchant family, we have gradually declined as the number of male descendants in our family has decreased."

"In Zhou Heng's view, as long as we can take down us, we can take down the entire Zhen family."

"Our Zhen family is one of the four wealthiest families in the world,"

"Once we are taken down, along with the Mi family, two of the four wealthiest families in the world will be openly supporting him."

"This will greatly increase his strength."

"He truly resided in one of the great vassal states of the world."

"How could he possibly let go of such a big piece of fat meat?"

"So he's right, we're at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board."

"We have no choice."

"Because he is unlikely to give us any chance."

Zhen Mi nodded.

Don't assume that women in ancient times, who rarely left their homes, lacked intelligence.

In fact, among those high-ranking officials and nobles in ancient times...

In almost every large family, regardless of gender, everyone had the opportunity to read and write.

Especially in the Zhen family.

In a situation where all the men are dead.

Only women can hold up the sky.

Therefore, Zhen Jiang and the other five beauties are not just pretty faces; they are all top-notch in terms of intelligence and talent in various aspects.

It's easy to see Zhou Heng's current predicament.

Previously, I was simply unwilling to accept the facts.

Now that Zhou Heng has truly torn off this mask, they no longer harbor any illusions.

“But even if our Zhen family is forced to support him, does that mean all five of us have to marry him?”

"Why don't we tell him we support him, and he can just forget about getting married..."

Zhen Rong hesitated for a moment before speaking.

It's not that she didn't want to get married, but she was reminded of her five sisters serving her...

This made her feel a little shy inside.

"It's impossible."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhen Jiang, who was standing next to him.

"He's not going to give us that chance."

"For him, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he wants to completely take control of the Zhen family."

"Then he must marry all five of us."

"Only in this way can we support him without hesitation, without any other choice."

"So he will absolutely not give us that chance."

"For someone of his background."

“Superficial support is of no real use. Only a marriage alliance, where he has control over the situation, will put his mind at ease.”

Zhen Jiang sighed.

"Are we really destined to submit to him?"

Zhen Tuo was somewhat unwilling.

"Perhaps if we look at it from a different perspective, the other party isn't bad either."

"He is at least a regional lord, and he is also good-looking. Apart from being a bit domineering, he is top-notch in every other aspect."

Zhen Mi said slowly.

Everyone: “............”

.............

Zhou Heng was naturally unaware of what happened afterward.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.

You have no choice.

In fact, if it weren't for Zhen Jiang's repeated provocations,

He might also use a gentler approach.

Ideally, it should be done willingly.

He made considerable preparations for this.

I'm preparing to recite the carefully crafted Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River.

It was given to Zhen Mi.

As I said before, Zhou Heng isn't good at picking up girls.

But they use tricks.

Especially in this ancient era.

The power of a single poem, "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River," is in no way inferior to the countless love poems of later generations.

Cao Zijian was known as a man of exceptional talent.

Zhou Heng highly agreed with the other party's skill level.

Her form was graceful as a startled swan, elegant as a swimming dragon. Her beauty shone like autumn chrysanthemums, her elegance like spring pines. She seemed like light clouds veiling the moon, like swirling snow in a gentle breeze. From afar, she shone like the rising sun at dawn; up close, she was as radiant as a lotus emerging from clear water. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, neither too slender nor too plump, neither too tall nor too short. Her shoulders were like those of a sculpted figure, her waist slender and graceful. Her neck was long and elegant, her skin fair and radiant. She needed no adornment, no makeup. Her hair was piled high like clouds, her eyebrows delicate and arched. Her lips were bright red, her teeth white and gleaming. Her eyes were bright and expressive, her dimples charming. Her beauty was captivating, her demeanor serene and composed. Her gentle charm was evident in her every word. Her attire was unique and unparalleled, her features perfectly suited to the portrait. She wore a shimmering silk robe, adorned with jade and precious stones. Her headdress was made of gold and kingfisher feathers, and her body was embellished with pearls. I tread the embroidered shoes of a distant journey, my light skirt trailing behind me like mist. Amidst the faint fragrance of orchids, I linger at the mountain's edge.

Putting everything else aside, just this one paragraph...

In ancient times, almost no woman could resist such a thing.

Not to mention Zhen Mi.

However, the other person's words angered him.

Since that's the case, then you can't blame me.