Inside the bar.

Second floor corridor.

Downstairs, there was a noisy commotion.

The dazzling lights and intoxicating atmosphere, the resounding drumbeats that fill the ears, make people want to be dissolute and decadent.

The walls beside the men and women were covered with dappled light from the lamps.

Upstairs, however, there was an eerie and solemn atmosphere.

After Shu Yi finished speaking, it was as if a good show had been interrupted, and the corridor remained silent for a long time.

Standing still, looking at Zhang Youye's stunned expression, Shu Yi slightly shifted her gaze.

Sensing the arrogance and provocation in Qin Miyou's eyes, she slightly curled her lips and walked towards the two of them.

The sound of footsteps falling beside his ear seemed to bring Zhang Youye back to his senses. He stared intently into Shu Yi's eyes and subconsciously took two steps back to the right.

Satisfied with his understanding, Shu Yi raised her lips again, then walked up to Qin Miyou and stood opposite her.

Whether it was influenced by Shu Yi's calm expression or stunned by her extraordinary aura as the empress, I don't know.

Before she could speak, Qin Miyou couldn't help but open her mouth and greet her.

"This must be the second young lady of the Shu family? I've heard so much about you and have been looking forward to meeting you. I'm Qin Miyou, and I just returned to the country. I didn't have time to attend the Shu family's banquet, so please forgive me, second young lady."

When Shu Yi first saw Qin Miyou, she was quite surprised, as it was another face she had never seen before.

Upon hearing her introduce herself, Shu Yi nodded slightly to her: "So you are the second young lady of the Qin family."

I had seen it in my grandfather's records before.

Like Zhang Youye, this second young lady of the Qin family was also arrogant and unruly.

From her grandfather's vague words, Shu Yi also realized that this man had once pursued Zhang Youye.

However, since she wasn't particularly close to Zhang Youye at the time, Shu Yi naturally didn't want to ask too many questions.

Later, even after registering her marriage with Zhang Youye, Shu Yi never thought about this matter again.

It wasn't until she saw Qin Miyou in person that she suddenly remembered that Zhang Youye had this relationship with her.

Could it be that those three words were spoken jokingly by Tingli?

Has it really been achieved?

While she was pondering, Zhang Youye, who was standing nearby, tried to speak up to explain: "Old man,"

The word "wife" that almost slipped out was interrupted by Shu Yi's cold, piercing gaze, and Zhang Youye swallowed hard.

"I'm here just to meet her, nothing else. Please don't misunderstand."

Before Shu Yi could speak, Qin Miyou chuckled dryly and interjected leisurely, "Yes, Shu Yi, don't misunderstand, we really didn't do anything else. If we really wanted to do something else, we wouldn't do it here, would we?"

Although she said it with a smile, her forced smile and the hidden emotions in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

This look was more like a declaration of war than a warning.

Shu Yi is all too familiar with it.

She responded with a light laugh, but a chilling glint flashed in her eyes.

With the absolute confidence that only an empress could possess, Shu Yi raised her arms and glanced sideways at Zhang Youye.

Where should you stand?

As soon as he finished speaking without any emotion, Zhang Youye paused for half a second and subconsciously glanced at the three people's positions.

In order to prove his innocence, he took a few steps back earlier and caught up with Shu Yi who walked up to the two of them.

The two women are now standing face to face.

He was standing right between the two of them.

I realized I was standing in the wrong place.

He quickly walked behind Shu Yi, his tall figure like a puppy that had done something wrong, obediently shrinking behind her.

Watching Shu Yi turn her head and whisper something to Zhang Youye as if no one else was around, Qin Miyou's smile faded.

From the moment Gu Sheng escorted her upstairs, Zhang Youye's gaze never left her for a single second.

His naked and domineering gaze seemed to want to stick to her.

They were also exceptionally obedient; their strong silhouettes were hidden in the darkness beneath the brim of their hats, giving them an air of docile obedience that dared not even breathe loudly.

Qin Miyou clenched her fist tightly, never expecting that the unruly prince would actually be tamed one day.

Overcome with jealousy, Qin Miyou stared at the two of them for a while, then turned her head to pause for a few seconds before staring at them with a sarcastic tone and a mocking expression.

"It's unbelievable that our young master, who never took anyone seriously, has become like this."

"Zhang Youye, where's your temper? Didn't you say back then that you could never be tamed by a woman in this lifetime?"

"What do you mean now? Someone like this can actually subdue you? Besides being pretty, I don't see any advantage she has."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Youye's eyes instantly turned icy, and the fierceness on his handsome face was undisguised.

"Qin Miyou, are you looking for death?" The idea of ​​not hitting women is utter nonsense to him.

The impatient tone abruptly ended mid-air, and the temperature seemed to plummet to freezing point at that moment.

Before the bodyguards around him could react, Zhang Youye suddenly clenched his pale fist.

Just as he was about to throw a punch at this reckless woman, his arm was tightly held by Shu Yi.

Signaling to Zhang Youye not to use force, Shu Yi met Qin Miyou's gaze and looked back, her expression unchanged.

"Want to know what my strengths are?" she asked indifferently.

"Heh." Qin Miyou scoffed, her expression blatantly disdainful. "It's nothing more than your face. I've seen plenty of people like you, willingly throwing yourself at others for personal gain, shameless as a bat. You think the Zhang family is powerful and influential, so you're eager to curry favor with them."

“My brother has to deal with countless people like you every day. If your grandfather hadn’t insisted on bringing you back, do you think you could have even entered this circle with your status as an illegitimate child? Don’t make fun of me.”

"You fucking—"

Shu Yi pulled back Zhang Youye, who was eager to slap her, but her indifferent eyes remained calm, instead revealing a nonchalant smile.

"But what can we do?"

As she spoke, Shu Yi casually crossed her arms again, looked up to meet Qin Miyou's gaze, and continued the previous sentence.

"I was found by my grandfather, and I'm the second young lady of the Shu family. Aren't you angry?"

Before Qin Miyou could speak, she leaned down slightly, got close to her, and lowered her voice.

"What's even more infuriating is that you want to know where my strengths lie. Well then, just watch closely."

After saying that, Shu Yi straightened up and lazily looked at Qin Miyou, whose expression had suddenly changed.

I wonder if the Qin family has a hereditary short stature.

Qin Tong is not tall, that's fine, but Qin Miyou, even in high heels, is still half a height shorter than Shu Yi.

After scrutinizing her for a moment, and in the spirit of reciprocity, I raised my eyebrow and gave her a look that was equally disdainful and arrogant.

Shu Yi casually took off Zhang Youye's hat and put it on her own head before turning around with a calm and collected demeanor.

She didn't even bother to move her neck; as she walked, she whispered her cool, gentle voice into their ears.

"Zhang Youye, let's go."

With just four simple words, Zhang Youye quickly lifted his leg and turned around.

His movements were so smooth and fluid, without a moment's pause, as if afraid his wife would get angry and leave him. He eagerly approached her, his resolute back view without looking back was something anyone would say.

The Crown Prince is undoubtedly a henpecked husband.