Ye Shangzhou felt a pang of heartache, as if a hand was gripping his heart, making it hard to breathe. All he could do was vent his frustration with a sarcastic remark, "What are you sighing about? Are you sighing about how I've put Ye Huaijin in a difficult position, or are you sighing about not being able to be with Ye Huaijin forever?!"

Qiao Zhen grasped Ye Shangzhou's hand and shook it a few times. "Alright, to be honest with you, I don't like Young Master Jin at all. I'm just angry with you. Who told you to say those things yesterday?"

Not only did Ye Shangzhou not believe it, but he became even more furious. He pulled his hand away and grabbed Qiao Zhen's shoulder, gradually increasing the pressure on her. "Ha! You're only saying this because of Ye Huaijin, aren't you? Yesterday, when you were making love with me, you were crying out his name. How can I believe you?!"

Oh God!

This time, things might have really gone too far.

Qiao Zhen hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Ye Shangzhou, "If I said that I was still conscious at the time and said that on purpose, would you believe me?" The air seemed to freeze, and she added cautiously, "After all, you know very well how capable I am in combat, don't you?"

Qiao Zhen's blunt words were more like a blatant insult, but they were indeed the truth.

Ye Shangzhou, enraged, misinterpreted Qiao Zhen's meaning, the two flames in his eyes gradually swelling, "You mean, my crippled legs can't satisfy you?"

Qiao Zhen opened her mouth, and after a while, she said aggrievedly, "Your Majesty, I didn't say that. You're the one who said it." She reached out to push Ye Shangzhou's arms, but Ye Shangzhou's hands did not budge.

Sobbing.

Is it really going to backfire?

"Your Majesty, please believe me, I really did it on purpose to upset you. Yesterday you said that I liked Gongzi Jin, and I couldn't stand it." Qiao Zhen pleaded, her voice weak and aggrieved.