Ning Qing sat on a large tree in the courtyard, leaning against a branch, eating small fruits, and looking out the window at Wu Chenxi, who was dressed in women's clothing and looking down intently at the book in her hands.

Ning Qing sighed: "Her eyebrows and eyes are like a painting" is probably the best way to describe Wu Chenxi!

System: The mission objective is to be your wife, so why do you seem unhappy?

Ning Qing took a bite of the fruit: You don't understand my sorrows.

System...: Your worry is that you married a wife who is prettier than you?

Ning Qing almost bit her tongue. She took out a small mirror, looked at her face in the mirror, and said: "Get lost. I'm very satisfied with my handsome face. Don't try to sow discord."

The system was speechless: If you're not jealous of the target's beauty, then what's bothering you?

After saying that, I silently added in my mind: Hurry up and say it, let me be happy.

Ning Qing spoke sadly: You don't understand the psychological gap I'm experiencing.

He married a beautiful woman, but within a few days, she transformed into a cross-dressing man.

The system was even more speechless: Do you have a lesbian preference?

Ning Qingzhen wanted to tap the system's head to hear if there was any water sound inside: I'm just lamenting that such a beautiful face isn't on a woman's face, why is the mission target a man?

The system was utterly speechless and didn't want to talk. The self-contradictory host seemed a bit dim-witted. Should we consider changing hosts? This was a question worth considering.

Wu Chenxi had long felt Ning Qing's burning gaze lingering on her. She didn't dislike the undeniable gaze, but she felt a little uncomfortable.

He stared at me like that, could it be...? I don't know what he was thinking, but his face darkened slightly. He stood up and went to the window, slamming it shut to block the view from outside.

Ning Qing looked at the closed window, shrugged, and thought, "My wife isn't cute. I'll go find a beautiful concubine to play with."

Then, this scene unfolded in the courtyard.

Ning Qing embraced two beauties on either side, with other beauties playing the flute and zither to provide music. The most stunning of all was the beauty dancing gracefully amidst the blooming flowers, her light and graceful steps and enchanting movements a sight to behold.

Wu Chenxi, however, was extremely annoyed by the noise outside, which made it impossible for him to concentrate on reading.

He opened the door in frustration, walked out of the room, and stood under the eaves. He saw Ning Qing in the courtyard, enjoying the singing and dancing with two women on either side.

With an ambiguous tone, he spoke softly, "Your Highness is in high spirits!"

Ning Qing had just put the wine in her mouth when she heard this sentence. She felt inexplicably guilty, and the wine seemed to have its own mind and flowed into her throat on its own, almost choking her to death. "Cough cough cough cough cough cough."

Ning Qing covered her mouth and coughed lightly, her face flushed and her eyes filled with tears. Fortunately, her beautiful concubine handed her a cup of hot tea, which relieved her discomfort after a few sips.

He looked at Wu Chenxi and asked, "Have we disturbed the princess?"

Wu Chenxi glanced at the concubines and said slowly, "It's not that I'm disturbing you, but... can your body handle such pleasure every day? Should I invite an imperial physician to help you take care of your health?"

Ning Qing was glad she hadn't been drinking at that moment, otherwise the chances of her choking to death would have been very high.

"I appreciate the princess's concern."

He paused, then spoke again, his meaning ambiguous, "I am strong and healthy, there is no need to call the imperial physician. If Your Highness does not believe me, you can check for yourself."

Seeing the provocative look in Ning Qing's eyes, Wu Chenxi gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly. She snorted coldly and turned to go into the room.