Ning Qing followed the direction Wu Chenxi had gone. As the forest approached its edge, a man dressed in black, his face covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of gleaming eyes, stood amidst many large trees, his imposing aura unstoppable.
As Ning Qing stopped in front of her, she quickly reached out and pulled off the black cloth covering the person's face, revealing a beautiful and delicate face.
Wu Chenxi took two steps back and assumed a defensive stance.
Ning Qing looked at her dressed in men's clothing, with her hair tied in a men's bun, and felt that something was wrong. She quickly moved closer again, but as soon as she reached out her hand, her wrist was grabbed.
The two began to fight in the forest. The expert's punches were as fast as lightning, and they had already exchanged dozens of blows in a short time. Ning Qing pinned Wu Chenxi against a tree trunk and reached out his devilish claws to attack the beauty's chest.
When Ning Qing touched the other person's chest with her palm, she couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. The feeling in her palm was wrong; it was hard and unyielding. Not believing it, she grabbed the other person's chest a couple more times.
She exclaimed in shock, "You're actually a man?"
Because she was so shocked, Ning Qing revealed her original voice.
Wu Chenxi was furious at the sudden groping. Upon hearing the sound, she redirected her hand, which was originally gathering internal energy to strike Ning Qing's back, and pulled off the handkerchief from Ning Qing's face, revealing Ning Qing's handsome face.
Ning Qing was heartbroken. The delicate young woman he had married had suddenly transformed into a man.
Ning Qing grabbed the other person's collar and pulled them close, their faces almost touching. Their hot breaths sprayed onto each other's faces, and Wu Chenxi felt slightly uncomfortable and turned her head away.
Ning Qing grabbed his chin and pulled him back, bringing their faces very close again. She said fiercely, "Give me back my delicate little wife."
Wu Chenxi was also a little nervous. He had kept his identity as a man a secret for more than ten years, but he did not expect to be exposed in front of Ning Qing on this day. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he gripped the long sword in his hand tightly.
Seeing that the man remained silent, Ning Qing continued to question him, "Where is my sweet and soft little wife? Give her back to me."
Upon hearing this, Wu Chenxi was speechless and exasperated. When did she become so sweet and soft?
Hesitantly, he asked, "How about... I help you find another batch of women to send over?"
Ning Qing looked at him, unsure of what to say, wondering whether she should agree.
System: Host, you can't agree to this! There are already enough people in the household. Adding more would only delay the young lady's marriage. You can't do *that*. Do you want the young lady to live a life of widowhood, with no children to care for her in her old age, and no one to care for her in her final days? What a pitiful and miserable life that would be.
The system even diligently clutched its little handkerchief and started sobbing, though whether it actually shed tears was unknown.
Ning Qing thought about it and agreed. She couldn't take any more girls in and ruin someone's life, so she shook her head and said, "No need. The one you gave me last time was just what I wanted."
Wu Chenxi thought of the news that had been sent back: this prince hardly ever left the manor, spending his days playing and frolicking with his several beautiful concubines. How could he not be his favorite?
"today……"
Ning Qing knew he wanted to talk about how her identity had been exposed today, so she quickly assured him, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what happened today."
Seeing the distrust in Wu Chenxi's eyes, he continued, "We are now married, so we are in the same boat. If you die, I will not live either."
He paused for a moment and then said, "You should know my current situation. To put it nicely, I'm a prince consort, but in reality, I'm a hostage."
Ning Qing's face showed a hint of sadness and melancholy, and she lowered her head slightly.
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