Chapter 36 The Sixteenth Imperial Marriage!

Chapter 36

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.

To prevent intruders, the Dali Temple did not plant trees. Only a single, narrow entrance connected the main gate to the front building. The wind seemed to pick up a bit more, and Ye Xiren ran out from inside, facing the howling wind, which made her feel the eeriness even more. As she got closer, she finally saw Ye Pei's expression clearly...

Ye Changming's expectant smile froze on his face. In the eerie silence, Ye Xiren slowed her pace, her light steps becoming hesitant. The smile on her face faded slowly, and she seemed unable to believe it; her voice trembled slightly.

"Father, what do you mean?"

Only then did she realize something was wrong.

Despite holding the imperial edict, these two staunch advocates of war remained remarkably silent, their brows furrowed with deep worry and sorrow, their expressions complex and conflicted.

Ye Pei shook her head and pursed her lips:

"Xixi, don't worry about this. Changming, take your sister back immediately and don't pay attention to what's being said outside."

After saying that, he and Bai Chengguang exchanged a glance, and the two of them simultaneously lifted their feet and silently walked inside. Judging from the direction, it was clearly the prison where Yan Danqing was being held!

Unable to get an answer, as the two walked away, she felt as if a hole had been ripped out of her heart, leaving her feeling utterly lost. The cold wind rushed in, chilling her to the bone, and the warmth of March suddenly vanished into the dead of winter.

Didn't the imperial edict release Yan Danqing?

Why should I be T?!

The accusation of being a traitor has been cleared, and the evidence against Chi Zhanlan Ce's conspiracy is irrefutable. What other variables could possibly keep Ye Pei and the other man silent? If Yan Danqing's imperial edict hadn't been released, why would Ye Pei have accepted it?

Countless questions piled up, and Ye Xiren felt as if a fire was burning in her heart. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her fingers were clenched into fists. Hope was dashed, and what remained was an endless stream of anger, a desire to destroy everything.

Ye Changming opened his mouth, as if to say something.

"Brother, help me." Ye Xiren turned to look at him, her eyes regaining their extreme calm. The fire hadn't disappeared, but was covered by calm, and the burning anger began to accumulate.

-

Yan Danqing understood the situation better than Ye Xiren.

Seeing the expressions on Ye Pei and Bai Chengguang's faces as they entered, one could roughly understand the outcome of the negotiations in the White House. It was not as ideal as expected, but it was also within reason.

The two stood outside the prison, speechless for a moment, until Yan Danqing spoke first:

"Does the imperial edict say either release or kill?"

His tone was calm and composed; he only wanted an answer and to see the outcome. His eyes were fixed on the two men, devoid of joy or sorrow. He sat quietly in the prison cell, as if he were not facing his own life or death.

"General Yan, the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor, died of illness in prison at the Dali Temple. He was posthumously granted the title of Duke of Loyalty and Valor and was buried in the Imperial Ancestral Temple..."

Ye Pei opened his mouth, his voice hoarse:

"His Majesty said that you can choose a method that is not painful... If there are any regrets, tell us everything, and he will make it happen for you."

Yan Danqing was somewhat surprised, meaning that his crimes had probably been cleared, but the court's final decision was still to send him to his death.

"Can I know what happened?" Yan Danqing asked.

Ye Pei didn't intend to hide anything and told him everything: "Regarding this imperial edict, the debate over whether to kill or release has continued from yesterday until today. Yesterday, Chi Zhanlan Ce met with the emperor..."

March 3rd.

Ying Changping surrounded the seriously injured Chi Zhanlan Ce, and after giving him basic first aid, took him into the palace.

Inside the Wende Hall, Liang Yue sat at the head of the table.

On one side were Liu Duoxi, the Vice Minister of State Affairs in charge of receiving the Northern Yan envoys, and Li Renyi, the Minister of Rites. The rest were all experts from the Imperial Guards. Ying Changping stood on the other side, keeping a wary eye on Chizhan Lance.

But when everyone saw Chi Zhanlan Ce's current appearance, their expressions faltered slightly. It was simply because this usually dignified and composed Crown Prince of Northern Yan was in such a sorry state...

He was helped in by Möller and a maid. His hair was disheveled and covered in dust, his clothes were stained with blood and mud, and a thick strip of cloth was wrapped around his neck, from which blood still seeped out. The bright red color made his face look even paler than paper, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Your Highness, what is this?" Liu Duoxi asked in confusion.

Chi Zhanlan Ce twitched the corner of his mouth and waved for Mo Le and the maids to leave. The Northern Yan people who had come with him were unwilling, not wanting to put His Highness alone in danger. They looked at him with worry and were extremely wary of their surroundings.

"Step back," he emphasized coldly.

Having no other choice, Moller and the others bowed and took their leave. Thus, only he remained in the Wende Hall, still heavily injured and teetering on the verge of collapse, posing no threat whatsoever.

This person knows best how to make others lower their guard and let their guard down.

"What brings His Majesty of Liang to Lan Ce?" Chi Zhan Lan Ce looked up, his eyes filled with confusion. "Is it for formal peace talks?"

Today is the day for peace talks.

It's time to begin.

Liang Yue's eyes turned slightly cold as he lowered them: "Your Highness Lan Ce, I received news today that gunpowder has been buried beneath the Imperial Prison. I wonder if it's true or not?"

On the table in front of him lay evidence of the Northern Yan people's purchase of gunpowder. In addition, Zheng Wenjue had led his men to dig up gunpowder beneath the Imperial City Guard, and the evidence was conclusive...

Upon hearing this, Chi Zhanlan Ce nodded without any guilt and admitted, "I had the gunpowder planted by someone."

Everyone was stunned again.

Chi Zhanlan Ce changed the subject: "But if I really wanted to kill Yan Danqing with gunpowder, I wouldn't have just buried it, but detonated it. The gunpowder is a safeguard I left for myself."

Ying Changping immediately sneered, his face full of mockery:

"A guarantee? How interesting. The Crown Prince of Northern Yan planted gunpowder in our Southern Capital Prison, threatening the life of General Yan, the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor of Great Liang, and this is merely a guarantee?"

Chi Zhan Lan Ce coughed twice, growing increasingly weak. He raised his head, his eyes sincere. "Lan Ce came to Daliang alone with the utmost sincerity for peace talks. I originally thought Daliang was as sincere as stated in the letter, and that we would hold peace talks on the third day of the third month to restore the friendship between our two countries. But I never expected..."

"Lan Ce arrived in Daliang full of expectations, only to find many officials supporting Yan Danqing, and some pro-war faction even trying to use this opportunity to kill me and continue the war."

He swayed, looking quite disappointed.

“Lan Ce must do something for himself. If it was really just to kill Yan Danqing, the gunpowder would have been detonated the day it was planted. That was just a backup plan, hoping to save Lan Ce’s life at a crucial moment.” He opened his heart completely to the Emperor of Liang, dissecting his inner thoughts.

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"Nonsense." Yan Danqing sneered, "Chi Zhanlan Ce planted the gunpowder only because he was afraid things would change and he wanted to take me away immediately. He didn't detonate it before because he was waiting for the court to kill me."

How could Chi Zhan Lan Ce possibly detonate something unless he was in dire straits?

Just as Yan Danqing's killing of Chizhan Lance would cause misunderstandings and burden him with responsibility, if Chizhan Lance killed Yan Danqing without cause, could he still leave Daliang?

If the imperial court were to kill people, the Yan family army in Huai'anqu would be thrown into chaos, which would be beneficial to Northern Yan.

Yan Danqing lowered her eyes and continued:

"His only purpose in coming here was to kill me. Gunpowder was the last resort when the plan failed. Chi Zhanlan Ce... truly has a plan in both advance and retreat."

Both of these outcomes have occurred within the cycle, and Chi Zhanlan Ce's thoughts are already clear to him. In this world, only he and Xi Xi have witnessed the outcome, and their resolve will never waver.

But the others were different, which explains the current outcome; in the end, they reached a settlement.

Bai Chengguang sighed: "Even His Majesty doesn't quite believe it, but it's still an explanation."

Yan Danqing looked at them and asked again:

"Whatever the explanation, he did plant gunpowder in the Great Liang prison. His motives were impure. I don't believe the court will just believe him like that. What else?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Pei's eyes were filled with complex emotions, his face showing melancholy and inner turmoil.

After a long pause, he finally said:

He also offered other conditions.

-

On the third day of the third month, at the Wende Hall.

“I know that your Great Liang will be angry about this, and it is Lan Ce’s fault, but my Northern Yan’s willingness to negotiate remains unchanged.”

Blood trickled from the corner of Chi Zhanlan Ce's mouth. He slowly wiped it away and continued, "My father was originally unwilling to negotiate. The Northern Capital has already been captured, and the Southern Capital is within reach. Our Northern Yan army is strong and well-equipped. In a few more days, we will be able to break through Daliang and storm into the Southern Capital."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present looked extremely grim. Ying Changping's nostrils flared violently, his breathing became heavy, and his eyes bulged as if he were about to fight at any moment.

Even the usually mild-mannered emperor frowned, his eyes showing displeasure.

No one could remain calm after hearing such words, but thinking about certain things... worry resurfaced deep in Liang Yue's eyes, his hand gripping the handrail tightly, his fingertips turning white.

Chi Zhanlan Ce changed the subject and sighed:

"But Lan Ce saw the tragic situation brought about by the war between Northern Yan and Daliang. In recent years, not only Daliang has had a hard time, but Northern Yan has also suffered heavy losses. In March, when food was scarce, the soldiers all wanted to return to the grasslands."

"War is ultimately not a good thing. We should negotiate peace. That's why I came to Daliang in person with sincerity. What I did is not important. The sincerity I brought is the key. Isn't the Liang Emperor's suspicion precisely because he is worried that my Northern Yan is not sincere about negotiating peace?"

The Wende Hall fell silent once more. Chi Zhanlan Ce was the kind of person who knew how to get straight to the heart of the matter; every word he uttered touched the heart, drawing people to his words.

The biggest voice in Daliang right now is still peace talks. Even though Ying Changping wants to protect General Yan, he also wants peace talks to end the war and give Daliang a few years to recuperate.

The most suspicious thing about planting the powder keg is the Northern Yan's desire for peace talks; otherwise, why would they target Yan Danqing?

Liang Yue looked at him for a long while before speaking: "Then what is your sincerity?"

Chi Zhanlan Ce smiled and said, "Before I set off for Daliang, I asked my father to send the prisoners and treasures that we plundered in Beidu, Daliang, back to Daliang. Judging by the time, they arrived at Huai'an Canal last night, and the news of Beiyan returning the prisoners and treasures should be delivered soon."

Liu Duoxi was immediately shocked and looked at Chi Zhanlan Ce in disbelief, her small eyes wide open.

When the Northern Yan invaded the capital, the imperial court hastily moved south, and they were unable to take much treasure with them. Moreover, most of it was robbed by the Northern Yan people on the way. It can be said that the wealth accumulated by the Liang dynasty over several generations is no longer in the national treasury.

Not to mention that those items are priceless, many of them are also symbolic, representing the face of the Great Liang. How could the Northern Yan be willing to return them?

There were also prisoners of war...

Those are all people from the Great Liang!

Liang Yue sat up straight instantly and asked urgently, "Is it true?"

"Your Majesty, an urgent dispatch!"

A secret letter was immediately delivered to Liang Yue. Ignoring the current situation, he opened it in front of everyone and was shocked.

It was indeed news that Northern Yan had returned the treasure and prisoners of Liang at the Huai'an Canal, and now a secret letter had been received indicating that the treasure and prisoners had been returned!

These things clearly set off for Daliang at the same time as Chi Zhanlan Ce, indicating that Northern Yan's desire for peace talks was genuine...

Chi Zhanlan Ce looked at the sky and sighed: "I thought the peace talks had ended by now, and that the two countries would send good news to express their apologies and prove the brotherly relationship between the two countries after restoring their old friendship."

“My plan was excellent, but I never expected that… Da Liang would doubt Bei Yan’s willingness to negotiate peace. And I am standing here not for peace talks, but to be judged by Da Liang. How ridiculous.”

He shook his head, his face full of mockery.

Liu Duoxi immediately felt ashamed, cleared his throat awkwardly, and said with a forced smile, "Your Highness has misunderstood. How could Great Liang doubt us? Peace talks between the two countries are a good thing. As long as Northern Yan is sincere, Great Liang will gladly agree and is willing to restore the old friendship between the two countries and rekindle the brotherhood."

Ying Changping remained silent.

The pro-war faction doesn't really like fighting. Everyone has witnessed how Daliang has changed over the years. With the news of peace talks, and the return of spring in March, people's hearts are recovering. Now is the time to settle the refugees and prepare for spring plowing. How can we afford to have a war?

If Chi Zhanlan Ce were to truly negotiate peace, no one would stop him; what they feared most was the wolfish ambitions of Northern Yan.

Liang Yue slowly relaxed his upright posture, revealing a warm smile: "Quickly offer a seat to His Highness Lan Ce. Who injured His Highness's neck? Should we have the imperial physician examine it?"

Someone immediately took a seat.

Chi Zhanlan Ce is the crown prince of Northern Yan, representing Northern Yan, while Liang has always lost in the war between the two countries... He doesn't have to be on equal footing with Liang Yue, but he should at least be respected.

Once some of the doubts are dispelled, Daliang needs to take a stand and prepare for peace talks.

Chi Zhanlan Ce touched his neck and smiled lightly: "It's alright, I won't die. As for the person who did it... I'll settle the score with her myself."

His smile had a rather meaningful quality to it.

Lowering his hand, Chi Zhanlan Ce, supporting himself on the chair, did not sit down. Instead, his voice was low and gloomy:

"The Liang Dynasty has already seen the sincerity of our Northern Yan. We personally visited the Liang Dynasty and delivered treasures and prisoners. Shouldn't the Liang Dynasty also show us its sincerity?"

"What kind of sincerity does Your Highness Lan Ce want?" Liang Yue looked at him and said gently, "If it can be done, Great Liang will offer it immediately."

“Kill Yan Danqing.” Chi Zhanlan Ce lowered his eyes, his voice indifferent.

Liang Yue's expression changed drastically. Then, he smirked, "Yan Chunzhou is a meritorious official of the Great Liang. His previous charges of treason were questionable. His father and brothers both died on the battlefield. The Marquis of Zhongyong's family has devoted themselves to the Great Liang for generations. We cannot kill him..."

Chi Zhanlan Ce looked up at Liang Yue with a calm gaze and said, word by word, "Yan Danqing has killed countless people of my Northern Yan and killed four generals. My father said that if the Great Liang does not kill Yan Danqing, there is no room for peace talks!"

"Today he led the Yan family army into the Northern Yan delegation and almost killed me. If Daliang does not kill Yan Danqing, it will be without sincerity. Now that I have come to Daliang, Yan Danqing cannot live. Only then is it fair."

Liang Yue's smile froze, and after a moment, he replied with an equally cold expression:

“Da Liang can offer any sincerity, but Chun Zhou cannot. His Highness Chi Zhan is the Great General of Northern Yan. He should know how important a powerful general is to a country. If he is not a traitor, how am I different from a tyrant for killing a loyal minister?”

Yan Danqing is the last line of armor protecting the Great Liang. He is not a traitor, so why would the Great Liang do something that would cripple its own power?

If Northern Yan reneges on its promise, what should Great Liang do?

“I can agree to other conditions, but not for Chunzhou.” Liang Yue shook his head.

Chi Zhanlan Ce stood beside the chair, his disheveled appearance unable to conceal his brilliance. His sharp phoenix eyes met Liang Yue's gaze: "Northern Yan can give up other benefits, but it must have Yan Danqing."

One above the other, their eyes met.

-

March 4th, Dali Temple.

Ye Pei sighed: "Sometimes, even I can't tell if Bei Yan is sincere about peace talks. Apart from being determined to take your life, Bei Yan shows sincerity in every other way."

That treasure and the prisoners are of vital importance to the Great Liang. Right now, the Great Liang is riddled with problems and really needs these things.

The Northern Yan sent it early, before all these things happened. If they weren't genuinely interested in peace talks, why would they return it ahead of schedule?

As a staunch advocate of war, he was swayed by Chi Zhanlan Ce's attitude, which shows just how far he went.

Yan Danqing pursed his lips and lowered his eyes. If he hadn't truly experienced it in the cycle, he would probably have suspected that Chi Zhanlan Ce really wanted to negotiate.

Having calculated to this extent, it's truly...

Extremely bizarre.

"What did he do now?" Yan Danqing asked.

When the Emperor confronted him, what did Chizhan Lanze do to completely change the situation and make the Emperor and the entire Liang Dynasty give in?

-

On the third day of the third month, at the Wende Hall.

The two sides were deadlocked, neither willing to give in.

Chi Zhanlan suddenly took out a parchment scroll from his bosom, opened it, and found it already written in Northern Yan script. He sighed, his voice calm:

"This is a letter personally written by me, ordering the Northern Yan army outside the Huai'an Canal to immediately withdraw from Daliang. As long as Daliang agrees to kill Yan Danqing, I will affix the Crown Prince's seal and hand it over to you to deliver to the Huai'an Canal. After the annual tribute is negotiated, the Northern Capital will also be returned to Daliang... This should be a sincere gesture, right?"

The hall fell silent instantly. Liang Yue sat up abruptly, leaning forward, his eyes fixed on the parchment scroll.

The annual tribute can be discussed, but this handwritten letter is something unexpected!

In Northern Yan, this was equivalent to an imperial edict from the Great Liang.

Given Chi Zhanlan's position in Northern Yan, as long as this parchment scroll is sent to Huai'an Canal, the Northern Yan cavalry, which are pressing down on Daliang like a mountain, will immediately retreat. What could be more sincere than this?!

Even if Yan Danqing dies and Chi Zhanlan wants to go back on his word, the letter has already been sent to the Northern Yan army, and the crisis in Daliang will be resolved.

Moreover, if Chi Zhanlan Ce goes back on his word, he's still in Nandu, in the hands of Daliang. How could he possibly survive?

Li Renyi's breathing became heavy. His gaze was fixed on the parchment scroll, then suddenly turned to the emperor, wishing he could agree immediately.

Would sending Yan Danqing to Huai'an Canal really help us defeat Northern Yan? It would be much better to stop the war now!

These people...

They had all been driven from Beidu to Nandu and were terrified of Northern Yan. They only wanted to reach a peace agreement as soon as possible, stop the war, and bring peace to the world.

Liang Yue was almost torn in two: one half wanted the people of Liang to no longer suffer from war, and the other half was the unparalleled loyal and brave Yan Chunzhou, who was utterly innocent.

He sat at the head of the table, his face grim.

Yan Danqing was clearly an innocent and loyal subject, and he could not bring himself to kill him.

Chi Zhanlan Ce, holding onto the chair with one hand, looked up at Liang Yue and suddenly laughed: "If Emperor Liang does not kill Yan Danqing, my Northern Yan will never agree, the peace talks will inevitably break down, and I, the Crown Prince of Northern Yan, will probably not be able to leave Nandu..."

He suddenly ripped off the bandage around his neck, and the wound burst open as he pulled, blood gushing out. His face turned even paler, and he could barely stand by supporting himself on a chair.

The change was sudden, and everyone was caught off guard and immediately took a deep breath.

Chi Zhanlan Ce swayed precariously, his face smeared with blood, his eyes filled with madness, his white robes soaked with blood, and a smirk playing on his lips.

"Do you really think Northern Yan has a good temper? Northern Yan is so sincere, yet Great Liang is still hesitant and indecisive. Do you think you can control me just because I've come to Southern Capital?!"

Ignoring his wounds, he flicked his sleeve, swept his gaze across everyone present, and laughed wildly: "Since I'm going to die anyway, why should I fall into your hands to threaten Northern Yan?"

"If I don't leave the Wende Hall today, my men will immediately send the message to the Huai'an Canal. Tomorrow, Northern Yan will surely launch a counterattack, a fight to the death! Emperor Liang, you people... what will you use to face the people of Liang who are about to be swallowed up by war? Hahaha!"

That guy's insane!

Liang Yue wanted to curse, and Liu Duoxi and the others all changed their expressions, wishing they could rush over and cover his wound right now.

If the Crown Prince of Northern Yan dies here, how can Great Liang possibly recover?!

They want peace talks, not a fight to the death that ends in a tragic failure!

If Chi Zhanlan Ce were to die like this, the best outcome would be a lose-lose situation. Even Ying Changping rushed forward and quickly took out some wound medicine to stop the bleeding and prevent him from doing anything crazy again.

Chi Zhanlan Ce's body went limp, and he would have collapsed if Ying Changping hadn't held him back. The imperial physician rushed in with his medicine chest, and Liang Yue almost jumped off the dragon throne, urgently saying, "Quickly, save him!"

Jiang You's voice rang out from outside the door:

“Since Your Highness Lan Ce has shown sincerity, our Great Liang naturally agrees. Peace talks are good for both countries, and we both need to make concessions. However, Yan Danqing is a loyal minister and cannot die in vain. Your Highness insists on taking his life because you know how important he is to Great Liang. Therefore, in addition to the handwritten letter, Your Highness must be a hostage in Nandu for three years before you can return to Northern Yan.”

He finally arrived!

Behind him, Zhang Yuanmou and other leading officials of the pro-peace faction all followed. They first bowed to Liang Yue, and after he called them to rise, they all looked at the Crown Prince of Northern Yan who was being treated.

Upon hearing this, Chi Zhanlan Ce released his hand and allowed the imperial physician to treat him. His face was pale and weak. He nodded and said, "Okay, but I have one more condition."

"What conditions do you want to add?" Jiang You asked.

"A marriage decree." Chi Zhanlan Ce felt the intense pain in his wounds, but a victor's smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "I want Emperor Liang to grant me another marriage."

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Author's Note: Ye Xiren: ? ? ? This shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?

Egg White (drawing his sword) smiled slightly: ...It's best if there's no connection.

I recommend this story by my friend. Readers who are interested can check it out!

"The Beauty of the Cultural Troupe Mistakenly Acknowledges Her Military Partner" by Si Yi: A sweet and well-behaved girl from the cultural troupe vs. a hormone-fueled, abstinent military officer.

Meng Yingying was born into an artistic family and was born with a beautiful voice and figure. She was a pillar of the art troupe.

She woke up to find herself transmigrated to the 1970s as the only daughter of a pig butcher. She was vain, vulgar, burly, and the male lead's childhood sweetheart whom he disliked. In the end, she met her demise.

But the butcher's father was critically ill, and seeing that his only daughter would be eaten away and leave no descendants, he entrusted his daughter to the betrothed he had been engaged to since childhood.

Meng Yingying, "..."

She doesn't need to travel a thousand miles to be with her husband, but she can travel a thousand miles to the performing arts troupe!

Qi Changming received a telegram that the butcher's daughter was coming to the team to find him and fulfill their marriage agreement.

Terrified, he applied for discharge from the military and transferred to the civil affairs office overnight, just to escape Meng Yingying.

*

Qi Donghan was exceptionally handsome and accomplished, with numerous military achievements, making him the youngest regimental commander in the garrison. Many hoped to win over this unattainable beauty, but all failed.

Seeing that his subordinate would rather change careers than not elope, he had no choice but to go and meet the dark-skinned, overweight fiancée in his place.

But when he saw the well-behaved, fair-skinned, and graceful Meng Yingying...

Qi Donghan's gaze was shocked yet restrained.

No one knows that Qi Donghan's three favorite things are: fair skin, a slender waist, and long legs.

Unfortunately, Meng Yingying got them all right!

Meng Yingying was completely unaware of this; she was determined to break off the engagement. "Qi Xiaoer, I'm breaking off the engagement to give you your freedom in exchange for a spot in the cultural troupe assessment."

Qi Donghan's Adam's apple bobbed. "Okay!"

The cultural troupe had high entry requirements and was difficult to recruit, with limited spots available, until Director Qi brought a female comrade.

It was still the same girl, Qi, the company commander's childhood sweetheart from the countryside, whom he had run away from.

Everyone thought, "Isn't this just wishful thinking?"

Unexpectedly, during the vocal assessment, she delivered a clear and resonant soprano without even opening her mouth, shocking everyone present.

Everyone, "??"

Next came the dance assessment. Meng Yingying, dressed in a tight-fitting dance costume, with a slender waist, long legs, and fair skin, performed a triple spin and high kick before anyone could react, graceful as a startled swan.

Everyone was like, "!? Is this a god?"

Meng Yingying made great strides in the performing arts troupe, becoming its most beautiful and dazzling member.

She didn't see Commander Qi, who had been following her the whole time. His gaze grew increasingly dark and sullen, as if he wanted to devour her whole!

Much later, Meng Yingying learned that Commander Qi was the ruthless man in the book who had strong desires but died alone.

Now this ruthless man has taken a liking to her.

Meng Yingying's pale face (jpg)

At the same time, Qi Changming also regretted it.

However, he hasn't gone to Meng Yingying to break off the engagement yet.

Qi Donghan, the superior who was not interested in women, and Meng Yingying came to the Civil Affairs Bureau hand in hand. The two of them took the completed marriage report and went to his counter to call out, "Comrade Qi, come and print our marriage certificate."

Qi Changming, "..."

Help! Three people have marriage certificates, but I'm the marriage registrar!