Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback, assuming that it was because of Long Qianyi's exceptional talent that he was being valued.
But only Fu Lingtian knew that this was Lin Xiao's scheme. He was definitely being manipulated to force him into a corner, and he wouldn't fall for it!
[Male lead, you're overthinking it. It might feel good to mistreat your wife for a while, but winning her back will be a nightmare!]
Fu Lingtian, of course, had no idea what 009 had said, but assumed he had guessed correctly. Hei Tong kept his eyes fixed on the two of them and glanced at them a few times.
"Since His Majesty values the Third Prince so much, then the Third Prince might as well comply with His Majesty's wishes."
"Perhaps our collaboration will be even more seamless, adding the finishing touch!"
Long Qianyi thought to himself that he didn't care, since Lin Xiao was his target anyway, and perhaps seeing an interesting scene between the two of them would be a good thing.
[Host, you haven't fallen for your chosen character, have you? Let me tell you, you can't like him. If you do, you'll both die!]
[You can only keep it to yourself, but you must continue to help and protect him! His survival is in your hands!]
An unknown system, clutching its conscience, spoke 'serious words' to this newly appointed transmigrator.
He knew his actions had deeply hurt Long Qianyi, but he had no choice. It was his decision.
Choices made in a past life.
"I understand, of course I remember the mission!"
Long Qianyi gazed wistfully at his beloved. This whole scene was just a love story, a drama of a bunch of men surrounding one person.
He felt helpless and didn't know where to begin, trying to ignore the feelings in his heart. It was difficult!
This so-called victory celebration banquet ended with everyone harboring their own thoughts.
The men's drama has ended, but the women's drama will inevitably follow. And this woman in the harem is having a rough time; she's one of the women he married recently.
She is Wen Jinghao's older sister. Wen Shuwan's position is below He Yunshang's, and she holds the rank of Consort Wen.
Inside the palace—
A woman dressed in the blue robes of a palace concubine seemed lost in thought, her expression anxious. She appeared to be waiting for someone.
"Your Highness Consort Wen, the Emperor and everyone else have left. Do you wish to..."
Upon receiving the news, Fugui rushed back on horseback to inform his mistress, knowing she was anxiously waiting. He knelt on the ground and recounted what he knew.
"Good, Fugui, you've done well. Go back and collect your reward. I have other matters to attend to, so you may leave now."
After Wen Shuwan dismissed the crowd, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure behind the door, which puzzled her. After a moment's thought, she realized—it was her?
"Since you're here, why don't you come in and sit with your older sister? Is it because we're not family anymore?"
She wasn't in a hurry. She slowly opened the door in front of her, then suddenly pushed it hard, almost causing the person next to her to fall over.
Wen Jinghao was a little embarrassed because she couldn't stand steadily, so she grabbed her leg to get up.
"Hehe, what's wrong with you, sister? You look at me like I'm a ghost. Am I that scary?"
The two had different statuses, so the rules couldn't be broken, and she knew that.
The outfit Wen Jinghao was wearing was a birthday gift Lin Xiao had given her. She assumed that the young emperor also liked her, so she included him among her many suitors.
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