Chapter 118 Stamped
It wasn't that she didn't trust Meng Xiyao, but rather that the fewer people who knew about Wen Zhiming's recovery, the better. Matters of life and death couldn't be taken lightly.
Wen Zhiming's gaze darkened.
"If my wife is in any trouble, leave it to me to handle."
“No.” Meng Lingge said solemnly, “Third Sister has no bad intentions and does not know your identity. You cannot harm her.”
Wen Zhiming smiled calmly and kissed Meng Lingge's cheek. "Am I so ruthless in my wife's eyes? Since she is your sister, how could I hurt her for no reason? I just asked her to stay somewhere else for a while. Once I have taken care of my business, I will send her back properly."
"There's no need for such trouble. My third sister is of marriageable age now, and disappearing for a period of time without reason would damage her reputation. Don't worry, I'll persuade her tomorrow."
She didn't think Wen Zhiming was ruthless; it was just that Wen Zhiming hadn't avenged his great grudge or saved his family, so his perspective on things was different from hers. Men and women also have different views on the same thing.
Seeing that Wen Zhiming did not object further, Meng Lingge frowned and said, "The woman the Emperor bestowed upon you has tried to sleep with you time and time again. Do you have a plan to deal with her?"
Last time she used bondage, this time she used poison. Who knows what tricks she'll pull next? It's not a long-term solution for someone else to always have their man coveted.
We need to find a way to make her give up on that idea.
Wen Zhiming turned around, looked at Meng Lingge, and whispered, "I was just about to talk to my wife about this. I'm sure you won't be angry when I do."
He looked troubled, as if he couldn't say anything. Meng Lingge instantly sat up angrily, glaring at him and saying, "You let her get her way? You just slept with her, and now you're going to sleep with me?"
Meng Lingge's face was ashen, her eyes filled with grievance. It seemed that if Wen Zhiming nodded, she would burst into tears immediately and slap him twice.
Wen Zhiming felt that she was like an angry kitten, cute and considerate when docile, but extremely aggressive when angry.
He quickly reached out and pulled Meng Lingge back into his arms. "What nonsense are you thinking? You're all I can think about. Why would I sleep with another woman?"
"I told you not to be angry because you might not be able to accept my methods. The reason why Li Yan'er used every means to sleep with me was because the Emperor gave her a task: she had to get pregnant with my child within two months. So she wouldn't give up until she achieved her goal."
Meeting Meng Lingge's questioning gaze, Wen Zhiming continued, "My secret guards overheard her conversation with the eunuch beside the Emperor, which is how I learned all this. Not only that, my third brother already had less than a month left to live, and the Emperor even sent someone to put poison in his room to accelerate the onset of Yue Yinshuang, because he believed that my third brother was hindering Li Yan'er's actions."
"The emperor is pressing me relentlessly, so I had no choice but to pretend to fall into his trap and let Li Yan'er succeed. This bought me time to find an opportunity. To make Li Yan'er believe that I had succeeded, when I left the room, I ordered one of my bodyguards to sleep with Li Yan'er in my place."
“I know you probably don’t like me treating a woman this way, but I gave her a chance. I asked her about her identity and whether she was sure she wanted to do this, but she was stubborn. I know it’s not honorable, but I had no other choice.”
Meng Lingge never expected that the truth that embarrassed Wen Zhiming was like this.
Perhaps because her previous idea was too difficult to accept, she didn't find anything wrong with the subsequent truth.
Li Yan'er tried to sleep with Wen Zhiming without his consent, so what's wrong with Wen Zhiming giving her a taste of her own medicine and letting his bodyguard sleep with her without her knowledge?
Moreover, Wen Zhiming had already given her a chance.
Li Yan'er can only blame the scoundrel Emperor, who used her as a pawn, while her husband merely played along.
Meng Lingge's anger dissipated, and she pressed her face against Wen Zhiming's strong arm.
“Husband, there’s no need to feel guilty. You did nothing wrong. This way, Li Yan’er can report back to the Emperor and her life can be saved for now. Otherwise, she will never complete her mission and will only face death. But if you let her succeed, I cannot accept it.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhiming's eyes softened even more, and he played with Meng Lingge's delicate hair with his fingers.
“My wife, I can’t accept it if the person beside me isn’t you. But given the current situation, I have to put on a convincing act so that the Emperor will believe me. So during the day, I have to pretend to be in love with Li Yan’er so that the Emperor will believe that I’m infatuated with this substitute. Only in this way will he relax his guard, and only then will I have a chance to rescue my father and mother.”
His hand moved upwards, gently stroking Meng Lingge's cheek. "My wife, I swear on my life, I will absolutely not do anything reckless; I'm just appeasing the Emperor. Do you believe me?"
He wasn't actually very confident.
I always felt that doing this was absurd. He clearly loved his wife deeply, yet he had to pretend to be affectionate with someone he disliked. Given his wife's temperament, it would be hard for her not to be angry.
But this is the most reliable method he can choose at the moment.
Meng Lingge remained expressionless. "You told me to wait for you for a month or two before, was it to save my father and mother?"
Wen Zhiming said coldly, "Yes. The dog emperor has forced me to this point. My only way out is to rebel completely. But my father and mother are in his hands. I am afraid to act rashly and have little chance of winning. I must rescue them first, then go to the border, use my father's prestige to seize back military power, and march on the capital."
He stopped what he was doing, his brows furrowed, his expression turning menacing.
Meng Lingge had already guessed some of it, but hearing Wen Zhiming admit it himself still shocked her. The emperor was indeed too much, but the hardships involved in rescuing Prince Anshun and his wife and then leading troops to the capital were unimaginable to ordinary people.
Prince Anshun has spent half his life on the battlefield, making countless contributions to the dog emperor. Now he can only save his life by drinking heavily. All his wives and concubines have been imprisoned, Wen Kehao has been forced to take poison, and all the servants of Prince Anshun's mansion are suffering on the frontier.
Even she and Wen Zhiming were ordered to divorce by the emperor, and the loving couple could only meet by climbing over the wall.
She knew of Wen Zhiming's resentment and unwillingness, so no matter how worried she was, she couldn't stop him.
If Wen Zhiming truly allowed his parents and family to suffer and lived a life of ignominy, then he would not be the husband she loved.
Wen Zhiming's task was fraught with difficulties and dangers. If she were to become jealous at this time, her husband's hesitation and reluctance would make things even more difficult.
She really didn't want to see Wen Zhiming being affectionate with someone else, but subconsciously, she felt even more sorry for him.
Meng Lingge grasped Wen Zhiming's hand, looked at him earnestly, and said, "Go ahead and do it. I believe in you. Even if you and Li Yan'er run into me, I will cooperate with you and play this role well."
Her fingers slowly traced the teeth marks on Wen Zhiming's shoulder. "Anyway, I've already stamped this place. If you take your fake relationship with someone else too seriously, other women will see the mark I left."
Wen Zhiming brought his shoulder to Meng Lingge's lips, his voice low and deep.
"Then, my lady, cover yourself up a little deeper, I'm afraid others won't be able to see clearly."
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