"Young master, you're back?"

Seeing Shen Jinchen sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, Shang Se couldn't help but ask a question.

"Um!"

Shen Jinchen nodded slightly.

"The poetry gathering at the academy has already started? Do you want to go?"

Shangse poured him a cup of tea and asked.

“Don’t go. Go find Wen Daru and tell him that Wen’s son-in-law Jiang Yu has some literary talent and he can take him as his last disciple.”

"yes!"

"Tell Wen Qi a message: I think the young master is in excellent health and should live for another ten or eight years. Tell them to take good care of him."

Shen Jinchen took a sip of tea and gave the order in a low voice.

"Hmm! Young master, won't that person be angry if you do this?"

Shang Se couldn't help but glance at Shen Jinchen and said.

"I have my own plans. You may leave."

Shen Jinchen glanced at Shang Se, his meaning clear: don't worry about it.

"yes!"

Shangse knew he was no longer welcome, so he quickly fled.

After Shang Se left, Shen Jinchen took out a sachet that he had taken from Cen Xi and examined it over and over.

Feng Qin and Feng Ming, who were hiding in the shadows, exchanged a glance and both thought that their young master was finished; he no longer only liked to fight for power and profit.

They never imagined that the arrogant young prime minister, after falling in love with a woman, would go to such lengths to get close to her, and in such a shameless way.

Look at what he did; they, as his subordinates, felt utterly humiliated.

Not to mention the woman's feelings.

...

After Jun Jianchou staggered down the mountain, he ran into Wen Qihe, who was waiting there.

"Young Master Jun, why do you look like this? Has something happened?"

Seeing his dejected appearance, Wen Qihe had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

It has to be said that Cen Xi is a really ruthless woman. She managed to turn a perfectly good man into this state. She has to admit she's impressed.

"What are you doing here? You're married and still bothering me?"

Jun Jianchou's gaze was like a knife.

"I don't like my husband, I only like you, but you always avoid me. You're in a bad mood today, so please don't do anything foolish."

After Wen Qihe finished speaking her mind, she comforted Jun Jianchou.

Do you drink alcohol?

Jun Jianchou glanced at her, and perhaps because his heart had given up, he suddenly found the woman in front of him not so unpleasant anymore.

Perhaps we could become drinking buddies.

"ah!"

"Alright! This young lady can even beat up spoiled brats, so drinking is no problem for her. How about we drink until we drop tonight?"

Wen Qihe was taken aback at first, then realized what Jun Jianchou had said and was overjoyed.

"Let's go to Zuixianlou. Their lotus leaf smoked chicken is delicious. You're treating, I hope your husband won't mind."

Jun Jianchou's eyes were indifferent, as if everything was devoid of interest!

“He has no right to mind. What right does a son-in-law who married into the family have to control me? Let’s go! Zuixianlou has the best Fusheng Wine, which can definitely drown all my sorrows in one drink.”

Wen Qihe looked at Jun Jianchou patting his shoulder and said heartily.

She thought that if she couldn't ultimately win this man's heart, being the closest person to him would be good enough.

Let's go!

Jun Jianchou glanced indifferently at the woman he had always disliked, and took the lead in walking towards the entrance of Qingshan Academy.

Jun Jianchou had never, in his past and present lives, gulped down countless cups of wine like he had today.

The reason he didn't confess his feelings before was because Cen Xi said she didn't like dating first; she wanted to focus on her career and earn enough money before slowly choosing a man.

But she never expected that while he was waiting for her, she was killed by a Buddha statue.

He lost all hope. In a car accident, his soul left his body and unknowingly entered this other world, becoming the eldest son of the governor of Qingzhou.

In the third year after he came to this world, he inadvertently sensed that Cen Xi's soul was also in this world, but due to some kind of constraint, it was not in a person.

So he asked his father if there were any sects in the world that knew about matters of the underworld.

Governor Jun happened to be a chess friend of Gongsun Li from the Hidden Sect, so two years later, he sent someone with five-year-old Jun Jianchou and a letter to the Hidden Sect.

After more than a decade of hard work, he and his master finally managed to return Cen Xi's soul to its original body.

Who would have thought that Cen Xi, that heartless woman, would reject him without even a second thought?

He even saw her with other men twice...

Last time she had no choice, but this time she was actually willing to be bullied by that man.

And she even admitted to him that she liked that man.

Then what is he? What is the purpose of all his persistent efforts?

"Cen Xi, you have no conscience! You have no heart at all."

Jun Jianchou got drunk and started cursing at Wen Qihe across from him.

"Me! How am I heartless? I abandoned my husband and stayed here drinking with you all night, and you, you actually say I'm heartless."

At this moment, Wen Qihe was also drunk. When she saw Jun Jianchou scolding her, she naturally had to scold back.

Although Wen Qihe liked this man, she was not one to be bullied.

"You! You're heartless! I've been chasing you through countless lifetimes, even an ice block would have melted by now. How can you be so ruthless? What's so great about that Shen Gou? You actually let him kiss you? What gives you the right to let him kiss you? I've been chasing you for over thirty years, and you won't even let me touch a single lip. Don't you deserve a beating?"

Seeing Wen Qihe approach, Jun Jianchou grabbed her collar and questioned her.

"You! Let me go! I'm not some brain-dead Cen Xi! You're such a good man, I've wanted you for a long time... but you're just an idiot, so stubborn, what can I do?"

Wen Qihe was still a bit dazed, but she didn't forget to tease Jun Jianchou.

"Don't speak, your mouth is too beautiful."

Jun Jianchou, in a drunken frenzy, pulled Wen Qihe into his arms and sealed her lips with his.

Wen Qi, who had been robbed of her breath, instantly sobered up considerably. Oh! She had been kissed by someone else as a substitute.

Realizing this, she immediately pushed Jun Jianchou away and hid to the side.

"Ah Xi, stop hiding. Why do you always avoid me? What do I have that I don't have as much as that Shen Gou? Come here."

Jun Jianchou was completely in his own world at the moment. Wen Qihe's actions in front of him provoked him even more, so he pulled Wen Qihe into his arms again with great force.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Wen Qihe rammed his head against hers.

Jun Jianchou's vision cleared up a bit from the impact. When he saw the woman he was holding, he looked like he had seen a ghost and immediately threw Wen Qihe onto the soft couch in the private room.

"What are you doing here? Why... why are you in my arms?"

Jun Jianchou asked in a flustered and stammering voice.

"You bastard! You just mistook me for that heartless Cen Xi! You...you...you actually mistook me for her and tried to kiss me! I'm not someone's substitute! Jun Jianchou, you're a complete scoundrel!!!"

Wen Qihe cursed Jun Jianchou a few times but was still not satisfied, so she got up from the soft couch and punched Jun Jianchou in the face.