Song Yanran's eyes sharpened instantly.
"Little sister, even now you still don't understand your place? How many times have I told you, don't force what doesn't belong to you."
"How do you know this doesn't belong to me? I think you just can't stand me."
Luo Pianhong also completely lost his mind and directly attacked Song Yanran.
"Don't think I don't know. You broke through to the Feather Transformation Realm with Shen Zhao's help. From now on, as long as you combine with Shen Zhao more often, your cultivation will improve rapidly."
"The more people share Shen Zhao, the slower your cultivation progress will be. You're such a selfish person."
"Luo Pianhong, I'll give you a chance. As long as you apologize to me, I can pretend I didn't hear what you just said."
"What, is this a threat? My dear sister, have you no shame?"
Why can you accept Jiang Qingluan and Shen Zhao being together, but not me?
"I understand. It's because Jiang Qingluan has a good personality. Even if she's with Shen Zhao, she can't compete with you. She's easy to control, right?"
Song Yanran's jade-like cheeks turned pale as she gazed silently at Luo Pianhong.
This was a sign that she was about to get angry.
Seeing this, Mu Qiuyao immediately stood up to smooth things over: "Alright, Sister Luo, don't hold a grudge."
There are so many good men in the world. I can always introduce you to another one later; he won't be much worse than Shen Zhao.
Why should you serve the same man as us? Don't you think so?
Luo Pianhong: "Don't give me that. Don't you have any idea who you are introducing me to? I remember it clearly.
"Last time you introduced this 'Young Master of Beihai,' Wang Sanyuan, listen to that name, isn't it tacky? Is he worthy of me?"
Mu Qiuyao: "His name is a bit rustic, but he's really handsome and dashing..."
"Enough of that! All I want now is Shen Zhao! Nobody can stop me!"
Without hesitation, Luo Pianhong interrupted Mu Qiuyao's suggestion, then stared intently at Song Yanran and asked, word by word, "Sister Song, I'll just ask you one question: will you agree to let me be with Shen Zhao or not?"
Song Yanran replied bluntly: "Dream on."
"Fine, you forced me to do this!"
Luo Pianhong suddenly held a single-edged sword to her neck.
"Sister Song, I'm putting this out there today: if you don't agree to let me be with Shen Zhao, then you might as well collect my corpse today!"
Seeing this, Mu Qiuyao hurriedly stood up and comforted her, "Oh my, Sister Luo, what are you doing?
"Let's talk this out. This kind of joke is no joke. Put the knife down right now."
"Shut up! I'm not talking to you."
"Song Yanran, I just want to ask you, do you agree or not?"
Seeing her crazy look, Song Yanran stroked her forehead and sighed softly, then stood up and slowly walked to her.
Then she stretched out two jade fingers and clamped the sword on her neck.
Then turned over.
“You’re holding the sword upside down. If you want to commit suicide, the blade should be pointed at your neck, otherwise you won’t die.”
After saying that, she gracefully returned to her seat and continued playing the zither by herself.
"Hmph~"
Luo Pianhong angrily threw down the spirit sword in her hand, and tears involuntarily fell down her cheeks.
"Song Yanran, all you do is bully me. You don't want me to be with Shen Zhao."
How can you be a sister like this? You would rather share with others than think about me.
Don't you think what you're doing is going too far? Both Jiang Qingluan and I have had contact with Shen Zhao.
But why can he be with Shen Zhao, but I can't?
For a moment, all kinds of negative emotions such as grievance, unwillingness, and anger flooded my mind.
Song Yanran continued to play the piano with her eyes closed, not paying any attention to her at all.
Luo Pianhong then turned her anger towards Mu Qiuyao: "And you too, I was the one who asked you to come and help me."
But you, you'd rather introduce Jiang Qingluan to Shen Zhao than help me. Don't you think what you're doing is incredibly tasteless?"
As he spoke, Luo Pianhong felt more and more aggrieved, and even covered his face and started crying.
Mu Qiuyao gave an awkward smile: "It's not that I, as your older sister, don't want to help you, it's just that Shen Zhao has absolutely no feelings for you."
You know he can't force someone he doesn't like, so I didn't tell him.
"How do you know he has no feelings for me? In my previous life, his emotions didn't erupt because Yu Xiyan suppressed them."
In this life, he escaped Yu Xiyan, but didn't he still have a harem of wives and concubines? She's accepted all three of you and Su Yunying, so why can't she accept me?
Mu Qiuyao said, "That's because in her previous life, Qingluan personally went to talk to Yu Xiyan so that Shen Zhao could suffer less."
You also know what kind of personality Qingluan has. With her introverted and taciturn personality, how can she compete with that slut?
She was almost driven to the brink of shattering her Dao heart by being verbally abused, you know? Her feelings for Shen Zhao were pure.
As for you, your goals are too obvious. What you really want is Shen Zhao's ability to expand the power of the Heavenly Palace Holy Dynasty.
Do you really think Shen Zhao is some clueless sycophant? He's just enduring humiliation for the greater good.
He generally wouldn't accept a woman as cunning as you.
"That's right, I don't deny that I valued Shen Zhao's abilities, but I was also genuinely attracted to him."
If he had come with me in his past life, the tragedy that followed would never have happened, and the Heavenly Dynasty could have become powerful.
Shen Zhao can also live a decent life. You say I approached Shen Zhao with ulterior motives, and I don't deny that.
But I want to ask you, have you ever seen a couple who didn't have this purpose before developing their relationship?
In my previous life, you all only saw that I wanted Shen Zhao so that the power of the Heavenly Palace Holy Dynasty could be expanded.
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