Chapter 35: Immersed in the Love of Two Women

Shen Yuling lazily leaned against Feng Moheng’s shoulder.

The passionate kiss just moments ago had left her lips slightly flushed, and her entire face radiated a captivating beauty that seemed to outshine the evening glow.

She glanced up slightly, her gaze drifting lightly in the direction of Liu Jingyi.

A smirk curled at the corners of her mouth, enchanting like a fairy.

Liu Jingyi, today you should thank me for exposing Feng Moheng’s lies.

A cold glint flashed in Shen Yuling’s eyes.

However, whether you continue to fight for Feng Moheng or decide to kick him to the curb, I won’t let you off the hook.

The enmity between us is not something that has only arisen in this lifetime; it runs deep within our bones.

Shen Yuling despised the saying, “Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha.”

If an evil person puts down their knife, she would unhesitatingly pick it up and stab the villain with it.

Once she dealt with Liu Jingyi, the next would be Feng Moheng.

Shen Yuling narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing an inscrutable chill in her gaze.

After Feng Moheng and Shen Yuling left hand in hand, Liu Jingyi slowly stepped out.

Her steps were unsteady, almost staggering, as if even standing upright was a tremendous challenge.

To avoid being discovered, she had already sent away her personal maid.

At this moment, the vast Peony Garden was left with only her.

The cool night breeze blew fiercely, sweeping over her body.

The chill penetrated to her bones, feeling starkly cold.

Yet, no matter how cold it was, it could not compare to the icy bitterness in her heart.

Although she did not love Feng Moheng to the point of sacrificing her life, they had grown up together, companions for a full decade.

During these ten years, she had given him all the love she could offer, without reservation!

But in the end, was it really true that the affection of ten years could not measure up to the feelings between Feng Moheng and Shen Yuling, who had known each other for barely ten days?

Was Liu Jingyi destined to play a trivial supporting role in someone else’s story?

To watch helplessly as everything that belonged to her was taken away?

No, she would never accept that!

She had poured a decade of her heart and soul into Feng Moheng.

He was meant to be hers!

No one could take him from her hands!

Shen Yuling, you refuse to take the path to heaven and choose to come to hell instead.

On a typical day, Liu Jingyi’s gentle and lovely face was now slightly distorted.

In the pitch-black night, it exuded a chilling and terrifying aura.

Upon returning to Sujin Courtyard, Liu Jingyi wasted no time and sent someone to summon Feng Moheng.

Shen Yuling, on the other hand, appeared remarkably magnanimous, waving her hand to let Feng Moheng go.

Last night, Feng Moheng had stayed at Ninglan Courtyard, which had infuriated Quan Minghe, who had gone mad early this morning.

If Feng Moheng stayed out again tonight, it was uncertain whether Shen Yuling or Feng Moheng would first meet their doom.

At this moment, Feng Moheng was feeling quite good.

Ever since he realized that Shen Yuling genuinely loved him, every interaction with her brought forth her natural concern, playful banter, and affectionate intimacy, all of which filled him with joy.

As for Liu Jingyi, she often summoned him from Ninglan Courtyard out of jealousy, but Feng Moheng was not upset about it.

Because Liu Jingyi truly loved him.

She needed him; he was her only support.

Their ten years of tender affection included her sulking and him soothing her, a dynamic that he enjoyed just as much.

Before long, Feng Moheng arrived at Sujin Courtyard.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Liu Jingyi sitting on the couch with a cold expression on her face.

She looked as if she held a belly full of grievances and resentment.

Feng Moheng hurried over and gently held her in his arms.

In a soft voice, he asked, “What’s wrong? Why do you look so unhappy?”

“You are having dinner with the princess tonight. If I hadn’t sent someone to call you, would you still stay at Ninglan Courtyard?” Liu Jingyi replied coldly, her words tinged with unmasked bitterness and frustration.

“Even if I stayed at Ninglan Courtyard, I wouldn’t touch her at all. Why worry?” Feng Moheng answered nonchalantly.

He was already quite adept at calming Liu Jingyi’s emotions.

In fact, he enjoyed the process of soothing her.

Her mood would rise instantly from his words and gradually settle down under his gentle reassurances.

That feeling of having control over her captivated him.

Feng Moheng leaned his head gently on Liu Jingyi’s shoulder.

He softly said, “Jingyi, don’t worry, no one can replace your position in my heart.”

In the past, hearing such words from him would have moved Liu Jingyi to tears.

But now, her mind was filled with the scene she had witnessed tonight in the Peony Garden.

Feng Moheng holding Shen Yuling and kissing her passionately.

Although she hadn’t seen the scene directly, the suggestive sounds that drifted to her ears were enough for her mind to conjure all the unbearable images.

Feng Moheng, oh Feng Moheng, aren’t you the male lead?

Didn’t you say you wouldn’t touch women you don’t like?

In the original story, aren’t you supposed to be with the female lead for eternity?

I arrived by your side several years earlier than the female lead in the original story!

Why?

Why is the version of you I have, a person full of lies?

But even knowing your true face, I lack the courage to confront you.

Ha, how ridiculous.

Because right now, I have nothing.

I am the daughter of the Minister of Justice; I could have been a legitimate wife, yet now I can only be his concubine.

In this world, he is my only support.

Feng Moheng, are you feeling quite pleased with yourself?

Liu Jingyi’s hatred gradually intensified in her heart.

Whoever you like will become my enemy, and I will surely kill her.

The position of the princess must be mine.

Since I am entangled with you for this lifetime, even if I die, I want to die with you.

Liu Jingyi leaned against Feng Moheng’s embrace, her eyes subtly revealing a determination and ruthlessness reminiscent of Feng Moheng’s occasional madness.

Half a month later would be His Majesty’s Eternal Festival. As a concubine, she naturally had no qualifications to enter the palace.

But her sister had immense power in the palace; Shen Yuling’s entry would be like a sheep entering a wolf’s den.

At that time, she would make sure Shen Yuling’s reputation was utterly ruined.

As a princess tainted in purity, Feng Moheng, I want to see whether you will still like her!