Chapter 307 Rejection

Wen Zhiming took all the remaining guards away to find Meng Lingge, leaving only a few servants in his main courtyard.

Yue Jiaoluo had broken up countless couples in the martial arts world. Wen Zhiming's coldness and aloofness did not deter her; on the contrary, they aroused her interest even more.

In her view, no man in this world is absolutely devoted and loyal; some are superficial, while others are adept at pretending.

Wen Zhiming is clearly the latter. As long as the temptation is strong enough and you have enough patience, you can easily expose his pretense and reveal his true colors.

Yue Jiaoluo is now in her early twenties. She's tired of all the ups and downs these past years and is preparing to settle down and get married once she succeeds in one last hunt.

Since all men in this world are bad, she naturally has to choose the one with the highest status and the strongest ability.

She was skilled in martial arts and beautiful, and not afraid to share a husband with other women. On the contrary, she was eager to try.

How could those fools possibly be a match for her?

As a seasoned hunter, she certainly wouldn't wait for her prey to come to her; she would take the initiative.

So Yue Jiaoluo sneaked into Wen Zhiming's room under cover of night.

She possessed superb martial arts skills and had come here before, so she knew the way well and didn't let anyone notice her.

Seeing that Wen Zhiming was not there, she guessed that he was still busy with military affairs, so she simply took off her outer garment and went to bed wearing only a light gauze.

It's like a hunter setting a trap at the prey's doorstep, waiting for the prey to step in and never be able to escape.

But with her prey not arriving after a long wait, and the bed being too soft, she unknowingly fell asleep.

Martial arts practitioners are light sleepers. When Meng Lingge pushed open the door and entered, Yue Jiaoluo heard the sound. She quickly adjusted to her most alluring posture and pretended to sleep, guessing Wen Zhiming's reaction in her heart.

Meng Lingge was slightly taken aback, subconsciously guessing that there were too many people in the mansion today and the girl had gone to the wrong door.

Now, besides the Tiger Soaring Army, the only people left in the manor are the martial arts friends brought by Master Wen Zhiming. It seems that this girl must be one of the latter.

Since they were friends and the girl had fallen asleep, it wouldn't hurt to let her sleep in this room for the night. With that thought, Meng Lingge prepared to leave. However, the girl's sleeping posture was not good, with her fair skin completely exposed. Sleeping like that for the night would surely make her catch a cold.

Meng Lingge hesitated for a moment, then slowly stepped forward, picked up the blanket, and prepared to cover Yue Jiaoluo with it.

Just then, the girl on the bed quickly placed her hands on her shoulders, and then her beautiful face came close, her red lips touching her earlobe, and she gently blew a breath.

"The King of the Northern Frontier..."

Her voice was sickeningly sweet, with lingering, lingering notes.

Even though Meng Lingge was a woman, her heart couldn't help but race and her face flush when such a beautiful and alluring woman threw herself into her arms.

The other person was a martial artist; the seemingly ordinary embrace actually contained a clever technique, making it difficult to break free for a moment.

But with Yue Jiaoluo's soft call, Meng Lingge's expression changed drastically, and she no longer held back, pushing him out forcefully.

Yue Jiaoluo finally realized something was wrong. When she was pushed away, she opened her eyes and saw a woman with slightly furrowed eyebrows in front of her. She was dressed in ordinary clothes but had an outstanding appearance.

Those bright eyes now held three parts shyness, three parts annoyance, and four parts anger.

In a flash, Yue Jiaoluo guessed Meng Lingge's identity.

Wearing military uniforms, possessing a beautiful appearance, and able to openly enter Wen Zhiming's room at this time, she must be the confidante of Wen Zhiming in the military camp mentioned by the guards.

Meng Lingge now has one hand across her body and the other hand covering her abdomen.

It was both to prevent her from getting closer and to protect the child in her womb.

Yue Jiaoluo narrowed her eyes slightly. So she was pregnant. No wonder she had that arrogant air of a wife towards a concubine.

Having a child makes me barely qualified to be her rival.

"So it's you, elder sister." Yue Jiaoluo didn't feel embarrassed at all about her actions just now, and covered her mouth with a light laugh. "I thought it was the prince who came. Did you scare me, elder sister? It's all the prince's fault for not telling me that elder sister would be coming tonight."

Her explanation was worse than no explanation at all.

"Sister? I don't remember having a younger sister like you." Meng Lingge's expression returned to normal, but her tone was displeased.

"This is my room. Now that you're awake, leave as soon as possible. Take your clothes with you, and while you're at it, throw this set of bedding and pillows out."

She doesn't mind her friend accidentally sleeping in her room, but she does mind a vixen having designs on her husband.

The curve of Yue Jiaoluo's lips turned up even wider.

You're angry already?

That's way too weak.

"Sister, don't be angry. You are pregnant now and cannot serve the prince. Why not give your younger sister a chance? When the prince ascends the throne, the two of us sisters can take care of each other in the harem."

Meng Lingge never expected that after only a day or two apart from Wen Zhiming, a beautiful woman would be so persistent in pursuing him. She also never expected that so many people would start considering the matter of Wen Zhiming becoming emperor even before he had ascended the throne.

She almost laughed in anger.

She was sleeping soundly in the countryside when Wen Zhiming brought her back overnight, just so she could see this scene?

No, she didn't believe Wen Zhiming was capable of such a thing.

If Wen Zhiming wanted to favor other women, he wouldn't have brought her back overnight. With her gone, Wen Zhiming was more free and at ease.

Moreover, at this crucial moment, she didn't believe Wen Zhiming would have the leisure to do so.

"Who are you? Who sent you to this room?"

"Of course it's Your Highness. Without Your Highness's orders, how would I have found this place?" Yue Jiaoluo said sweetly. "My name is Yue Jiaoluo, and I'm a guest invited by Senior Ye. They didn't know Your Highness was going to go all out, inviting me and then calling me 'elder sister' as well. But this bed is very big; it should be fine for three people to sleep in it."

Jujie Tower is quite far from the main courtyard. If Wen Zhiming hadn't asked her to pretend to be another woman, she really wouldn't have been able to find this place.

She deliberately spoke in a way that was half true and half false, making Meng Lingge suspicious.

As long as Meng Lingge's trust in Wen Zhiming decreases, her chances of winning Wen Zhiming's heart will increase accordingly.

She thought that if she said that, Meng Lingge would get angry and attack her, cursing her. That would be perfect. She only needed to resist slightly and accidentally push Meng Lingge away, and maybe she would miscarry.

Her senior sister had just saved someone for Wen Zhiming, and she didn't do it on purpose. Even if Wen Zhiming was angry, he wouldn't take her life.

This woman is just incredibly unlucky.

After listening, Meng Lingge merely glanced at her indifferently and tossed a set of clothes from the bedside onto Yue Jiaoluo.

"Are you done talking? If you are, then get out of here."

When Yue Jiaoluo failed, she decided to create an opportunity herself.

As he took the clothes and slowly stood up, he gave Meng Lingge an arrogant smile.

"Sister, you've been with the prince for so long, and you even have a child, so why are you still without a title or status? Did you use some underhanded methods to force the issue? Can you teach your younger sister?"