The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

In his opinion, Sheng Junwei was nothing but a fraud who cheated the world and was not worthy of the title of goddess.

Thinking of this, King Jingxuan’s eyes became even colder.

King Jingxuan held his breath and waited for the medicine to slowly seep in. His heart seemed more anxious than anyone else's.

However, when subtle changes began to spread, he was shocked to find that the effect of the medicine did not show any trace on Sheng Junwei as expected.

An indescribable heat suddenly gushed out from the depths of King Jingxuan's bones and instantly swept through his whole body.

This heat not only burned his tough skin like a branding iron, but also violently attacked his rational defenses, causing him to fall into confusion and unable to maintain normal thinking and judgment.

He clenched his teeth, trying to use his remaining willpower to suppress the raging torrent in his body.

In the center of the hall, Sheng Junwei sat upright like a lotus, seemingly leisurely and at ease, but in fact her sharp eyes were quietly sweeping towards King Jingxuan like an eagle.

That brief glance was swift and precise.

She caught the unnatural blush that instantly rose to King Jingxuan's cheeks, and the hazy light that flickered in his deep pupils.

The corners of her lips slightly raised, and an imperceptible happy smile quietly blossomed: "This person really spent a lot of money."

After being baptized by merit points, Sheng Junwei's five senses became as sharp as a cat, especially her bright eyes.

She immediately saw through the abnormal state of King Jingxuan at the moment, and sighed in her heart: "How can ordinary medicine have such an immediate effect? ​​I'm afraid only those priceless top-level secret medicines can turn the tide in a moment. It seems that in order to deal with me, he is willing to spend a hundred or eighty taels of silver. He is really vicious and infatuated."

Just as Sheng Junwei was secretly mocking herself in her heart, King Jingxuan could no longer suppress the surging power in his body, and his behavior began to get out of control.

He roughly ripped open the gold buttons on his collar, leaving his clothes half open.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall changed abruptly, and everyone's horrified eyes were focused on him. Only Sheng Junwei remained calm as before, with a gleam of anticipation in her eyes.

Pei Yu reacted quickly. He calmly turned Sheng Junwei's body to the side, cleverly blocking the embarrassing scene in front of her.

Sheng Junwei had no objection to this. Her interest at the moment was not in witnessing King Jingxuan's embarrassment, but in expecting him to completely lose his composure and become the laughing stock of this palace banquet.

Although Pei Yu did not remind her, Han Yue'er chose to avoid it tacitly.

She knew very well that some things were too explicit, not only immoral, but also likely to bring unnecessary trouble to the viewers, such as the legendary "styes".

So, she gracefully lowered her eyes, avoiding the eye-catching scene that was about to unfold, and silently prayed in her heart that this farce would end as soon as possible.

The originally solemn, peaceful and festive palace banquet was suddenly enveloped by chaos.

The emperor looked shocked and angry. He decisively ordered the guards to immediately stop Prince Jingxuan's crazy behavior and restore order at the banquet.

However, King Jingxuan is not an ordinary weak scholar, he is a well-known martial arts master in the world. Although he usually appears gentle and elegant, his hidden strength and ruthless methods have long been known in the world.

A trace of gloom flashed across the emperor's eyes.

The guards were nervous and their faces were solemn. They were worried about the safety of King Jingxuan, but knowing his temper well, they did not dare to take tough measures rashly.

In the bustle and noise of the banquet, they tried to calm the irritable and unpredictable prince with words in a delicate balance, while watching him lose control of his emotions in the presence of wine and music.

King Jingxuan's face flushed, as if a burning emotion was surging in his body. He tore off his luxurious robe with force and approached Han Yue'er with firm steps.

His eyes were like a blazing flame, interwoven with intense heat and profound affection. He stared straight at the cold and frosty woman, as if he wanted to melt her in his sight.

"Yuer, you know clearly how I feel about you, why don't you ever give me a response and accept me in your heart?" There was a hint of sadness in his words, but also endless persistence.

Han Yue'er stood quietly among the crowd. Facing King Jingxuan's questioning, she remained calm and indifferent as always.

King Jingxuan continued to confide: "I once tried to give in, and only wanted to be your friend and silently guard you. But after all, I am a human being with flesh and blood, emotions and love. Do you know that every day when I see you chasing others and smiling at others, the pain in my heart is like a knife cutting my heart."

The people around were all shocked when they heard this. The originally joyful atmosphere froze instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Han Yueer.

Only then did they notice that among those familiar palace servants, there was actually a strange but beautiful face hidden.

She has a cool and noble temperament, with a hint of fortitude between her eyebrows, as if she is a fairy independent of the earth. Even if she deliberately keeps a low profile, it is difficult to conceal her otherworldly charm.

At this moment, with King Jingxuan's call, everyone looked at the woman again and felt that she was out of tune with the atmosphere of the banquet.

Among the crowd, especially those regular customers of Xinhua Bookstore, who have a keen insight into beauty, recognized that unforgettable face at a glance.

"Isn't that Han Yue'er?" someone exclaimed.

His shouting attracted the attention of others, and those who were curious about Han Yue'er's identity immediately asked, "Who is Han Yue'er?"

The man who just lost his voice seemed to have become a storyteller. He enthusiastically explained the doubts to everyone: "Han Yue'er, she is Mr. Pei's beloved, and she is also a female saint who has gained fame recently."

His words were full of respect and admiration for Han Yue'er. "Master Pei loved her very much and even entrusted her with the management of the Xinhua Bookstore, which he regarded as his life. Han Yue'er lived up to the trust and managed the Xinhua Bookstore with her extraordinary wisdom and tenacity. Now, it has become the most popular place in Shengjing City. Whether it is early in the morning or late at night, there is an endless stream of readers queuing outside the door to buy books. It is an unprecedented scene."

Someone in the crowd interrupted in confusion, "Didn't they say that Master Pei and the Shangshu family's daughter were childhood sweethearts, and later because the daughter married into the Duke's Mansion, Master Pei was heartbroken, so he married the current wife as an emotional substitute?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in shock.

Sheng Junwei stood in the crowd, listening to these complicated rumors, and was confused: "What kind of nonsense is this? Why have I never heard of these rumors about Mr. Pei?"

She frowned slightly, obviously showing great interest in Han Yue'er, who was suddenly pushed to the forefront.

She turned her head slightly, her eyes falling on Pei Yu's handsome and slightly stunned face. At this moment, he was deeply shocked because Han Yue'er unexpectedly showed up at the birthday banquet and caused a bloody storm with King Jingxuan.