Sang Yuanyuan lay on the cloud couch, her eyes darting around as she watched the young and beautiful guard pacing back and forth in the main hall.
He crossed his arms and looked very bored.
After a while, he strolled over and stuck his head inside the mermaid canopy. He asked her expressionlessly, "Han Shaoling is here. Do you want to see him?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Did she have a choice?
She felt that the reason this guard was able to survive until now must be because his mother's medical skills were too good.
"Of course I want to see him." Sang Yuanyuan sighed. "After all, we have a marriage contract."
He nodded, left the mermaid canopy, and strode towards the outer hall.
A murmur drifted over. "So why should I waste my time here?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "…"
Not long after he left, Han Shaoling came in.
Han Shaoling seemed to be in a good mood.
He had already used all means to investigate, and the result was that there really was no such person as You Wuming in this world.
Many things were different from the previous life. The person sitting on the Imperial Throne was Jiang Xuhong. In the previous life, the Empress Kang Yanji had eloped with someone many years ago, and her whereabouts were still unknown.
The You Royal Family did not encounter that bloody massacre. The King of You Province was young and powerful, and he raised a complete good-for-nothing hedonistic son, You Yingri. He was not a shady person like You Wuming, but a real good-for-nothing.
A few days ago, You Yingri went to the Eastern Province and bought the Clam Fairy from the West Province. When he heard that the King of You Yingri wanted to see him, he immediately rushed over with the Clam Fairy. Han Shaoling had met him just now. You Yingyue and You Yingyue looked similar. Both of them were chubby, and one could tell at a glance that they were addicted to wine and women.
Han Shaoling intended to let Sang Yuanyuan meet him so that he could get rid of the shadow that You Wuming had cast on him in his previous life.
"Sanger, you look great today. Let me walk around the garden with you. Later at the banquet, you have to accompany me to meet someone." He helped her up like a gentleman.
Sang Yuanyuan nodded politely and allowed the maid to drape a thick blanket over her. She followed him to the garden.
Walking out of the sleeping quarters, a faint sense of uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart. He could not help but turn his head, unconsciously looking at the roof of the palace.
There was nothing.
Just as he stepped out of Huiyun Hall, a guard hurriedly came to report that something had happened at You Shizi's side.
Han Shaoling had a bad feeling about this.
The Imperial Bodyguard said with difficulty, "You Shizi met Meng Wuyou Miss Meng by chance and fell in love with her at first sight. He said … he wanted to use his concubine to … exchange with His Majesty."
Sang Yuanyuan had a look of understanding on her face.
For an ancient Mary Sue like Meng Wuyou, all of the plots that revolved around her were about the supporting male characters falling in love with her and causing the male lead to fly into a fit of jealousy.
Sang Yuanyuan noticed that Han Shaoling had suddenly clenched his fists.
She very considerately took a step back and bowed slightly to him. "State of Han Shaoling, please go and deal with You Shizi's matter first. I happen to be tired, so I'll go back and rest."
She was simply too experienced in this kind of situation!
If a supporting female character appeared in the Asura Arena between the male and female leads, this supporting female character would definitely be ruthlessly slapped in the face. There would be no room for discussion. She did not want to send her face to the door.
Han Shaoling abruptly turned his head and stared at her nervously.
After staring for a long time, he did not find any trace of displeasure on her face.
Han Shaoling could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. That was great. She still did not know about Meng Wuyou, and those things. This time, he had to completely hide it from her. Once he had captured her heart, he would slowly reveal his feelings to her.
"Sanger, rest well." Han Shaoling looked at her affectionately. "I'll come back as soon as possible and accompany you for dinner."
The pitiful Sang Yuanyuan waited until nightfall, but he still didn't see Han Shaoling or his meal.
Perhaps it was because her appearance was too beautiful and otherworldly that others naturally thought that she did not eat the food of mortals. From beginning to end, none of the maids came over to ask her if she was hungry.
Since no one asked, she did not mention it. Seeing that night had fallen, she dismissed the maids and sat alone by the large carved wooden window. She did not know what she was waiting for.
In any case, she was definitely not waiting for Han Shaoling.
She understood this logic. After the Asura Arena, the male and female leads would definitely have a round of passionate love and confess their feelings to each other.
Her stomach growled several times before she finally could not hold it in any longer. She calmly called out, "Imperial Bodyguard, please come out."
… She actually forgot to ask for his name!
For a long time, there was no movement.
Sang Yuanyuan stood up and called out, "The imperial bodyguard that the State of Han sent to protect me, please come out. Immediately!"
A hesitant voice came from outside the door. "Madam, what orders do you have?"
The voice was not right.
Sang Yuanyuan said, "Come in."
The other person hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door and walking into the hall. He stood to the side with his hands by his side.
It was not that one.
"Madam, what orders do you have?" The imperial bodyguard asked again.
"Are you on duty?"
The imperial bodyguard respectfully and honestly replied, "This subordinate's cultivation is at the seventh layer of the Spiritual Realm. There is no need for sleep. One person is enough to look after Madam."
Sang Yuanyuan felt that something was wrong. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "The State of Han only sent you to protect me?"
"Yes." The imperial bodyguard raised his eyes in confusion. "Madam?"
Sang Yuanyuan's heart suddenly sank.
After a moment of thought, she said, "I'm not feeling well. Can you ask a doctor to come and take a look?"
"Yes, Madam!"
The imperial physician quickly arrived.
Sang Yuanyuan asked around and quickly determined that there was no female physician's son working as an imperial bodyguard in the palace.
She finally realized who the problem was with this string of incongruous words.
That person was not her imperial bodyguard. His mother was also not her physician.
So who was he?
That night, Sang Yuanyuan could not sleep.
She would sit up from time to time and look around the beautiful and cold hall.
A person with an unknown background was actually able to bypass the heavy defenses and sneak up to her side. No matter how she thought about it, it was a bit shocking. But for some reason, she did not tell the real imperial bodyguard about this.
Her intuition told her that the beautiful lunatic did not have any malicious intentions towards her.
He even brought her such a delicious grilled fish.
When she thought of the grilled fish, she could not sleep.
Thinking back, ever since she met Han Shaoling, he had not stood her up for a single meal!
Could this kind of person be her husband? But forget it!
Her stomach rumbled with hunger as she tossed and turned.
She suddenly remembered that person's last words — — "So why should I waste my time here?"
At that time, he asked her if she wanted to see Han Shaoling.
She said of course she wanted to see him. After all, she and Han Shaoling had a marriage contract.
Then he left.
He felt that he did not need to continue wasting his time on her?
So, he was really sent by his mother to marry her?
Sang Yuanyuan was conquered by her own imagination. She tossed and turned for a while. She was so hungry that she could not sleep, so she simply put on her clothes and sat on the low couch by the window. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at the moon.
She found that her situation was worrying.
How many episodes could a supporting female lead who could not even fill her stomach survive? She had to find a way to contact Sang Zhou as soon as possible.
This marriage must be divorced as soon as possible!
A member of the royal family who divorced because they could not fill their stomachs was truly unprecedented.
Unknowingly, the sky brightened.
Sang Yuanyuan stood up. Suddenly, the world spun around her. Her legs gave way and she fell off the low couch. Her forehead hit the wooden leg of the low couch with a bang, and all the hunger in her stomach was knocked out. It turned into stars and spun around in front of her eyes.
She heard a soft thump, and a pair of slender and straight legs appeared in front of her.
That person squatted down and put his hands on his knees. He looked at her dispiritedly. "For a man? Is there a need for you to do this? "
Sang Yuanyuan found that she was so hungry that she did not have the strength to speak.
He grabbed her arm and lifted her up from the ground. His face looked a little sour.
He said, "It's not the first day that Han Shaoling slept with another woman. Why don't you sleep when he's sleeping? "
Sang Yuanyuan looked at him weakly and said, "Hungry."
He: "…"
After a while, he burst out laughing and stared at her strangely. "You won't eat if I don't come back?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "… No, there's no food to eat."
"Who are you kidding? Han Shaoling won't miss a meal. "He frowned in annoyance." Are you blaming me? "
Sang Yuanyuan: "…"
He hesitated for a moment. Then, he bent down and carried her horizontally.
Sang Yuanyuan found that although this guy looked weak, he was actually very sturdy. There was a layer of lean muscles on his body, and it gave off a strong feeling.
He put her on the cloud couch and looked down at her. "Still eating grilled fish?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "… Soup."
He nodded and jumped out of the window, disappearing from her sight.
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" The guards outside were strong cultivators at the seventh level of the Spiritual Realm. Were they just decorations?
Soon, this handsome guy came back.
He brought back a small clay pot, which was filled with white, thick, and fragrant fish soup.
He helped her up, and she nestled against his chest. Holding his hand, she finished the fish soup in big gulps.
"Where's the fish?" She turned to look at him.
"I threw it away," he said matter-of-factly. "Didn't you say you wanted soup?"
Sang Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with grief and indignation. "… I'm hungry."
His pupils suddenly shrank.
This Little Sang Guo was small and soft. She was curled up into a small ball. She pouted her red lips and looked pitiful. Suddenly, with a bang, it was as if she had crashed into his heart.
"… I'll go find more for you." His voice was a little dry.
"Thank you." She smiled at him. "When I return to Sang Zhou, I'll definitely repay you."
He nodded hastily. His two beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together, as if he was thinking hard about something.
After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and took out two pieces of paper. He slapped them on the side of the cloud pillow.
"Here, the marriage contract. You wanted it."
Sang Yuanyuan: "?!"
She picked it up and looked at it.
The silk paper was made of extraordinary material. It was engraved with simple and gorgeous dark patterns.
He crossed his arms and looked at her proudly, as if he was waiting for her to praise him.
"You even know how to make a fake certificate!" Sang Yuanyuan was filled with emotion.
The question was, what use did she have for a fake certificate?
He was a little puzzled. He tilted his head and said, "I'll go find you something to eat first."
"What's your name?" she asked.
He suddenly paused.
For a moment, Sang Yuanyuan felt as if his breath had disappeared.
After a while, he said in a low voice, "My family doesn't have a name before reaching adulthood. I'm already twenty-five years old, but my mother still doesn't want to give me a name. She said that in the future, my wife will tell me what my name should be. "
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" What a strange family.
"I can't get a wife, so I don't have a name." He said mournfully.
Sang Yuanyuan didn't know how to comfort this unfortunate youth.
His eyes suddenly flashed. He narrowed his beautiful eyes and leaned closer. "Han Shaoling is here. Do you want to see him?"
Sang Yuanyuan raised an eyebrow. "No."
"Oh." His dark eyes flickered with a hint of excitement. He turned around and walked out in large strides.
Han Shaoling really didn't appear.
About twenty minutes later, Nameless Handsome came back with a fresh boiled fish and bamboo rice.
Sang Yuanyuan had never eaten such a delicious fish before.
She ate all the food he brought back like a whirlwind. She tilted her head and saw that he was standing on the edge of the cloud couch, motionless.
"You don't mean what you say." A cold and calm voice faintly floated out.
Sang Yuanyuan followed his gaze and saw the marriage contract and the love contract.
"You said you don't want Han Shaoling. I brought you the marriage contract, but you still can't bear to tear it." He turned around and smiled coldly.
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" This drama queen is really getting carried away.
Come on, let's act!
She rushed over and grabbed the two contracts. With exaggerated movements, she tore them into hundreds of pieces and threw them high up in the air.
A strange feeling filled her heart.
It was as if something had broken. A strange feeling filled her heart, a bit like the feeling of being heartbroken.
The love contract.
"Are these real marriage and love contracts?" She stared at him in horror amidst the flying pieces of paper.
"How can they be fake?" He looked at her as if she was an idiot.
"So I've unilaterally divorced Han Shaoling?" Sang Yuanyuan felt dizzy.
"Yes." He took a step back and looked at her warily. "But I haven't agreed to marry you. Little Sang Guo, don't think too much. I still need to observe carefully. "
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Who's the one who's thinking too much?
"Wait!" She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Did Han Shaoling really come just now? How did you make him disappear? "
He looked indifferent. "I threw the fake that looked like you onto You Yingri's bed."
… …
Just as Sang Yuanyuan tore the love contract, Han Shaoling stood in the palace where You Yingri was staying. He looked at You Yingri and Meng Wuyou, whose clothes were disheveled.
He said, "It doesn't matter. I don't have any feelings for Meng Wuyou. It's just that she's a mistress and I accidentally touched her, so I have to use her to detoxify the poison. If you want to be poisoned by her, sure, you can sleep with her. You can even call Jiang Jinyuan to play with her — he also really loves this Meng Wuyou. "
You Yingri stared blankly at Han Shaoling, the smile on her face completely frozen.
Han Shaoling continued cruelly, "It's just a tool to detoxify the poison. The three of us can share it. However, I want to make it clear in advance. In order to not affect my relationship with my wife, I will completely destroy Meng Wuyou's face. Think carefully about whether you want to sleep with a woman with a terrifying face for the rest of your life. "
You Yingri was so frightened that she repeatedly waved her hands. She smiled apologetically and said, "State of Korea's King, Brother Han, Sister Han, I-I-I definitely didn't mean that. N-n-no, how could you take it so seriously!"
Meng Wuyou, who was standing to the side, was heartbroken when she heard this.
While no one was paying attention, she slammed her head into a nearby pillar.
"Han Shaoling, I will hate you for the rest of my life!"
Just as Meng Wuyou's head was about to hit the pillar, Han Shaoling suddenly felt a strong sourness from the bottom of his heart! He half-covered his chest, not realizing that this was the effect of the love contract. He only thought that he actually loved Meng Wuyou.
He shuddered and rushed forward without hesitation, using his own body to block her.
She fiercely stabbed him in the chest.
Han Shaoling realized that the force of this collision wasn't very strong. It definitely wouldn't kill her. At most, she would be bedridden for half a month.
However, even though he had already seen the true face of this woman who cried, threw a tantrum, and tried to hang herself, when he saw her seeking death, his heart still ached. It ached so much that his entire body felt uncomfortable and frightened.
"Woman, I won't allow you to die."
It turned out that the long period of companionship in his previous life had caused this woman to take root in his heart. He simply couldn't bear the pain of losing her.
Heavens, it turned out that he actually loved her! If that wasn't the case, why would his heart ache so much right now! His body's instinctive reaction couldn't be wrong. He definitely loved Meng Wuyou …
Meng Wuyou and Sang Yuanyuan, he must have both of them!
They were both his!
In an instant, Han Shaoling made up his mind.
Since there was no such thing as You Wuming in this world, then, what else could he not have? The country, beauties, all of these would be in his palms!
Han Shaoling was filled with pride as he carried the crying Meng Wuyou and left the stunned You Yingri behind as he walked towards his bedroom.
"You Shizi, I won't keep you any longer!"
Han Shaoling completely accepted Meng Wuyou and used his strong body to comfort her. The two of them made love on the huge bed in Wu Ji Palace for an entire night.
He suddenly felt that he was a little foolish. In his previous life, Sang Yuanyuan had betrayed him and followed You Wuming. She was the one who betrayed him first. Why should he be so polite to her?
He would leave her alone for a few days first!
… …
Sang Yuanyuan sat by the window in a daze.
After dinner, the nameless psychopath went out and still hadn't returned when the sky was completely dark.
She realized that she had developed a little nestling complex towards him. Ever since she transmigrated, he was the only one who fed her. Now, whenever she was hungry, she would unconsciously start to miss him.
It was time to eat supper.
The night watchman outside struck once again. Finally, she saw him jump in with one hand on the windowsill.
He brought her roasted roe deer meat.
"The evidence you wanted is almost done." He squatted opposite her. "You, Han Shaoling, and Meng Wuyou will appear together. If it's just the two of them, Han Shaoling can quibble and say that Meng Wuyou is you. "
Since yesterday, he had used the Memory Pearl to help her collect evidence to prove that Han Shaoling had found a woman who looked exactly like her — just in case. If Han Shaoling was willing to break up peacefully, then they would part on good terms and everyone would be happy.
What she was afraid of was that the male protagonist was not clear-headed enough to let her go.
Sang Yuanyuan had to leave a way out for herself.
"Thank you for doing so much for me." She took a bite of the fragrant and crispy meat and said sincerely, "Right now, I have nothing, so I can't talk about repaying you. Give me some time, I won't be so useless forever."
He tossed the Memory Pearl that he had just brought back and asked lazily, "What are you planning to do?"
"Cultivate." Sang Yuanyuan happily curved her eyes.
He raised his eyebrows. "I'm good at this, I'll teach you."
His tone was very natural, which made her feel a little strange. "After I return to Sang Zhou, will you still come to see me often?"
"What else can I do? My mother said you're my wife. "He replied matter-of-factly.
Sang Yuanyuan suddenly felt a little flustered.
He lazily leaned on the pillow beside the low couch and said with a sad expression, "Little Sang Guo, you don't know how scary my mother is."
He counted with his fingers. "When I was three, she forced me to cleanse my muscles and marrow. When I was seven, she used spiritual marrow to force me to break through to Spirit Glory. When I was ten, she brought me to Eastern Zhou and forced me to cultivate Fire Indestructible. When I was fifteen, I broke through. When I was twenty, I killed a bunch of weird old men. From then on, every year, half of the time, she threw me underground to kill Underworld Demons, and half of the time, she forced me to cultivate a terrifying seven-colored light. Tell me how miserable I am! "
Sang Yuanyuan stared at him blankly. She couldn't help but think of the kindergarten children who had to attend eight different interest classes a week.
He glanced at her faintly. "A few days ago, she asked me to come and save my wife. Little Sang Guo, tell me what I can do. "
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" So he was an older man who was forced to go on blind dates.
The trace of inexplicable panic that rose in her heart just now was squashed to death by her with a smack.
"I understand you." She said sincerely. "If you need to deal with your mother, I will do my best to cooperate."
"Mm." He narrowed his eyes happily. "Little Sang Guo, you're a good person."
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Was he giving her a good person card?
After she finished eating the barbecued meat, she saw him rolling the round Memory Pearl around on the table. She couldn't help but reach out to grab it.
"Let me see what you recorded today."
She didn't have spiritual essence, so she couldn't see the Memory Pearl.
"Okay." He was suddenly interested. He walked around the small table and squatted beside her. He said, "I put it on the roof, then went to barbecue meat for you. When I left, the fake was still dancing. It wasn't worth looking at."
After injecting spiritual essence, the Memory Pearl emitted a white light.
After a moment, like a projection, a one-foot square image appeared in front of them.
Han Shaoling accompanied Meng Wuyou to eat, Han Shaoling watched Meng Wuyou dance, Han Shaoling talked to Meng Wuyou, Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou … went to bed.
Sounds and images that were not suitable for children floated out. Although she couldn't see the details from afar, but …
Sang Yuanyuan was so embarrassed that her hair stood on end. She glanced sideways at the lunatic beside her.
He also looked like he was struck by lightning. His black eyes clearly showed annoyance. His eyes slowly turned, and he forced himself to look calm.
After a while, the images and sounds finally disappeared.
"Little Sang Guo, why are you blushing? We're just looking at the evidence. Are you thinking about those messy things?" He turned his head and complained in all seriousness.
Sang Yuanyuan: "… I'm not, I'm not!"
He suddenly leaned in closer, and his handsome face quickly enlarged in front of her eyes.
A dark floral fragrance accompanied by a warm breath suddenly attacked her. He reached out two fingers and touched her cheek and forehead.
"You're so hot. Are you sick?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "… Ah, I'm not feeling well."
He casually carried her in his arms and walked towards the bed.
She suddenly realized that his lean and sturdy forearms and waist were very, very present. A faintly discernible and pleasant masculine scent had infected her body.
Sang Yuanyuan's heart tightened slightly. She stole a glance and saw that he had a serious expression on his face.
"I'll look for medicine for you." He placed her on the cloud couch, quickly retreated to the window and jumped out.
Sang Yuanyuan: "…" I'm going to die.
She seemed to have been seduced by a lunatic!
Not long after he left, the door to the hall was suddenly pushed open.
Han Shaoling walked in, reeking of alcohol.
Sang Yuanyuan was slightly startled. She quickly climbed up from the cloud couch and bowed to him.
"Sanger." Han Shaoling's breathing was heavy. "I've been busy with work these past few days and neglected you. Come, I'll have someone find a pill for you. After you take it, it'll help you remember the feelings between us. "
Sang Yuanyuan had a bad feeling. She cautiously said: "State of Han King, have you been drinking too much? I'll have someone make some hangover soup for you. "
As she spoke, she quickly walked towards the hall door.
He grabbed her by the arm.
"Sanger, are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid of me? "He pulled her so hard that she stumbled and bumped into his hard chest." Hm?! Why aren't you afraid of You Wuming? "
His expression was a bit ferocious. "When you're with You Wuming, why aren't you afraid!"
"You're drunk!" The strong smell of alcohol made Sang Yuanyuan dizzy.
She was so depressed that she wanted to die. You Wuming, You Wuming again. This Han Shaoling would feel uncomfortable if he didn't get cuckolded, right?
"Yes, I'm drunk." Han Shaoling squinted his eyes and smiled. "I've thought about you for two lifetimes, but I don't know how to open up the situation between us. After thinking about it, there's no need to make it so complicated. You're my legal wife. As your husband, as long as I properly fulfill my duties, you and I can be together. "
Today, Jiang Jinyuan came to find him and made a lot of noise. He insisted on seeing Meng Wuyou. The current Jiang Jinyuan was very different. His father, Jiang Xuhong, was the Emperor of Tiandu. Jiang Jinyuan was the true Crown Prince. Han Shaoling didn't want to offend him.
Han Shaoling, who was holding back his jealousy, suddenly remembered that he still had a legal wife that he hadn't used.
The alcohol rushed to his head. The scene of Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming together in his previous life appeared in front of his eyes. Jealousy attacked his heart. There was only one thought left in his mind — to possess her!
And so he came.
Sang Yuanyuan had an ominous premonition. She looked at the pill in his hand in horror.
She knew at a glance that it wasn't anything good!
She calmed herself down and smiled calmly: "Then, allow me to take a bath first … …"
"Take the pill before you go." His eyes burned with a dark fire.
Sang Yuanyuan's intuition told her that if she refused, he would directly pinch her mouth open and stuff the pill into her stomach.
A wise man knows when to retreat.
Go to the bathroom and vomit.
She smiled and took the pill from his hand. She swallowed it without hesitation.
"State of Han King," she smiled coquettishly, "wait for me."
Han Shaoling's scalp went numb.
She pointed at him with her finger, forcing him to take a few steps back and fall into the cloud couch.
"Don't move. Wait for me here!" She winked at him again.
Han Shaoling, who was already drunk to begin with, was even more confused.
"Okay!" He grinded his teeth in laughter.
Sang Yuanyuan escaped from the bedroom.
A wave of heat spread from her stomach and swept through her entire body.
She gritted her teeth and said to the maid: "I want to take a cold bath."
When she stepped into the tub, she found that she didn't even have the strength to vomit. She was in the cold water, but it was still hot enough to die.
Fortunately, Han Shaoling drank a lot of wine. Fortunately, she managed to calm him down. Otherwise, it would have been disastrous!
She felt as if there were ten thousand ants crawling in her body. She couldn't wake up even if she submerged her head in the water.
This pill was very strong!
Han Shaoling must have burned his boats and was determined to get rid of her.
Just as she was feeling unwell, she saw the door of the hall open. A slender figure strode in and arrived beside the tub as if he had teleported. He lowered his head and looked at her with an unreadable expression.
It's him, the crazy person. He's back.
Sang Yuanyuan pinched herself a few times to make sure that it wasn't an illusion. Then, she whispered to him:
"Help me."
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