After exchanging marriage with my elder sister, I won with a bad hand.

The marriage of Shen Guihong and the eldest princess was soon put on the agenda. Zhao Yong had just started preparing a princess's mansion for Zhao Jianing, meaning that Shen Guihong would marry into the family.

However, Shen Guihong was very stubborn this time and refused to agree no matter what. He insisted that the princess marry into his mansion.

Because it was true love, Zhao Jianing put aside her initial prejudice and willingly married Shen Guihong.

On the day of their wedding, the whole of Kyoto was bustling with people blessing the newlyweds.

That day, everyone in the capital was very happy, except for the ill-fated couple Shen Guihong and Ye Zhiqiu, who could not smile at all.

When Shen Guihong got married again, Ye Zhiqiu was held in Zhao Yong's arms, and she couldn't help but flatter him.

"Qiu'er, your ex has found a new love. You should forget about it as soon as possible and start a new relationship." Zhao Yong stroked her hair, his narrow fox eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of cunning.

After spending many days together, Ye Zhiqiu had gotten to know his temperament a little better and was not as afraid of him as before.

Maybe she was relying on the fact that he liked her, so she had nothing to fear, or maybe it was just a broken jar.

In short, during this period of time, she was much more casual and neglectful when treating Zhao Yong.

She originally thought that Zhao Yong would be angry, but what she didn't expect was that Zhao Yong was not angry at all, but was very happy.

Because he felt that Ye Zhiqiu had released her true nature. She was no longer afraid of him, which meant that she was slowly accepting him.

"Starting a new relationship, Your Majesty, is that with you?"

"If you don't want to be with me, do you want to find another man?" When talking about other men, Zhao Yong narrowed his eyes dangerously.

How could he tolerate someone else being his beloved beauty whom he had finally obtained from Shen Guihong?

"Your Majesty, you are overthinking. Who else can I be with now except you?" Ye Zhiqiu said, lowering her head a little dejectedly.

Zhao Yong saw this, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes. He stretched out his hand to lift her chin, stared at her beautiful face and said, "Why, is it so unacceptable to be with me?"

"Your Majesty, what do you think?" Ye Zhiqiu asked instead of answering, staring at the emperor fearlessly.

Zhao Yong stared at Ye Zhiqiu's eyes for a while and found that she had really changed a lot from the first time he met her until now.

Now she seems to have thorns on her body.

It seemed that only in front of him would she have sharp thorns. In front of others, she was still gentle and kind.

This is a provocation. If it were any other woman, she would have been beheaded several times.

"Qiu'er, you are so bold just because you think I like you and can't bear to hurt you." He grabbed her by the back of the neck, pulled her in front of him, and bit her lips hard as if to vent his anger.

But when he really touched those soft red lips, he couldn't bear to do it, so he changed from biting to licking.

Ye Zhiqiu was not surprised at all. It was always like this. This person really had no interest in novelty at all.

"Qiu'er, I will have to let you go to Qingyue Temple for a while. Then I will welcome you into the palace with great fanfare." Zhao Yong looked at Ye Zhiqiu reluctantly. Qingyue Temple was outside the palace, which meant that he would not be able to see his beloved woman for a while.

But in order to avoid being criticized, this is a necessary step. Even if he is reluctant, he has to endure it.

When Ye Zhiqiu heard that she could leave the palace, she felt moved. This might be a good opportunity for her, and she might be able to escape.

She was thinking about something and naturally didn't go to see Zhao Yong, which made Zhao Yong a little unhappy again.

He was so reluctant to leave her, but no one knew what this ungrateful woman was thinking and she was absent-minded in front of him.

"You are so heartless. My heart is filled with you. I have put so much thought into all the arrangements so that we can be together for a long time." He hugged the woman tightly unwillingly, touching and kissing her body, trying to get her attention.

There was a hint of disgust in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, but he had to deal with him, and after some push and pull, the two of them rolled onto the bed.

The next day, the concubine who had not been seen for many days came to see her. Without any nonsense, she directly stated her purpose.

Zhao Yong was worried about her going to Qingyue Temple alone, so he asked the concubine to accompany her. The concubine went to Shuiyue Temple under the pretext of praying for the country, and then he met a pretty little nun in Shuiyue Temple and immediately took her into the harem.

He felt that this was reasonable and logical. Ye Zhiqiu was speechless. Only a shameless person like him could come up with such an excuse. He was not afraid of polluting the quiet place of the nunnery. It was really ridiculous.

When they arrived at Qingyue Temple, the abbess of the temple arranged a place for Ye Zhiqiu to live. As for the concubine, she did not stay in Qingyue Temple, but went to live in a small thatched hut on the top of Wangyue Peak not far away.

In the past, when she came to pray for the country, she lived there. She was very familiar with the place.

The nunnery abbess did not know Ye Zhiqiu's true identity, but she learned from the Concubine Dowager that he was a noble in the palace and should not be neglected.

So after Ye Zhiqiu lived in the nunnery, his life was quite comfortable.

In the first few days, she looked around secretly and occasionally went out for a walk, just to mark the route down the mountain.

The Dog Emperor didn't give her much time, so she went out several times in the middle of the night.

She used to be so afraid of the dark, but now she can walk alone in the mountains late at night. She will never forget that all this is thanks to that dog emperor.

He kept saying that he liked her and loved only her, but it was this person who dragged her from the happy world to the endless purgatory of suffering.

She didn't believe his lies. His so-called deep love was nothing but the desire in his heart. The one he loved the most was not himself.

"Qiu'er." A familiar voice suddenly came from the darkness.

Ye Zhiqiu paused in her steps and looked in the direction of the voice. When her eyes met the figure, there was some moisture in her eyes.

Under the moonlight, in the woods filled with the chirping of insects, stood a tall figure. From a distance, although she could not see clearly and could only see a blurry outline of his face, she still recognized him at a glance.

"Husband!" This call of husband contained all the grievances in her heart.

The next moment, she ran towards the figure, completely forgetting to pick up the dead branches, weeds and rocks under her feet. She stumbled several times before she took a few steps.

When she finally came in front of the man, she finally saw his face clearly. It was the Shen Lang she had been thinking about day and night.

"Qiu'er, it's really you."

"My dear, I finally see you."

The man and woman, who had been reunited after a long separation, hugged each other tightly. The woman leaned in the man's arms and cried out in grievance.