After the divorce, I was adorned in a phoenix robe, while my ex-husband's entire family dug up

It was late at night, and Wei Zhaoning was still mentally preparing herself to share a bed with Lu Zhufeng. Although nothing had actually happened between them, the thought of lying next to this person and the possibility that he might grope her made her feel nauseous and disgusted.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhufeng opened his eyes slightly, "Ningning, why are you up?"

His tone was satisfied, and he no longer sounded as aggressive as when he was sober.

Wei Zhaoning forced a smile. "I was hungry, so Dongxu went to prepare some food, and I got up first."

Lu Zhufeng licked his lips, as if recalling the madness just now. He remembered that before he fell asleep from exhaustion, he had grabbed Wei Zhaoning and made love to her several times. Every time it was so crazy, so intoxicating.

"You must have been exhausted just now. I wish you had been more obedient earlier."

As he was talking, he shifted his body and suddenly noticed a sticky mess on the bedsheets that covered him.

He looked at Wei Zhaoning with displeasure, "What's wrong with you?"

Wei Zhaoning remained calm and casually retorted, "My lord, have you forgotten?"

"You said it yourself, I don't have legal status now, you can't let me get pregnant, so I always end up having sex outside the home."

Lu Zhufeng frowned. Had he said something like that? He tried hard to recall, but his mind was filled with those naked images, and he couldn't recall a single clear thought. Perhaps it was too crazy; he hadn't experienced such a good feeling in a long time, so it was normal that he couldn't remember what he had said.

Perhaps I was just angry at the time, thinking of the Regent, and said those words in a fit of rage.

He smiled and said affectionately, "Next time I'll make sure you're completely full and pregnant with my child, then your life will be much easier."

These words were spoken as if they were a blessing, and Wei Zhaoning felt as if her face was about to collapse. She had never felt so helpless before.

She didn't want to continue this disgusting topic, so she took out the blood-stained handkerchief from her bosom.

"My lord, this is a handkerchief. The handkerchief I gave my mother-in-law before was a forgery. Do you think we should send it to her again this time?"

Lu Zhufeng took it and looked at the crimson stain in the middle of the white handkerchief. His eyes grew more and more excited. This stain of red was like a trophy, symbolizing that he was the victor in this battle for the prize.

He brought the handkerchief to his nose, took a deep breath, and revealed a greedy expression before putting it into his outer robe.

"No need to send it, I'll accept it. Ningning, you're such a good girl. If you had said earlier that that person hadn't touched you, our misunderstanding wouldn't have been so deep."

Wei Zhaoning stared wide-eyed at his actions. Lu Zhufeng had really changed. The current Lu Zhufeng was a complete freak!

She forced a smile and said, "Yes, I won't hide it from you anymore."

The more Lu Zhufeng looked at Wei Zhaoning, the better he felt. What's his is his, and no one can take it away from him.

As I watched, my body started to feel warm again. "Ningning, come here."

Wei Zhaoning swallowed hard, pretending to be calm as she stepped forward. Lu Zhufeng touched her hair and stared at her involuntarily.

"This time, how about I get you pregnant with my child?" Lu Zhufeng asked in an ambiguous tone.

Wei Zhaoning realized what he was about to do and immediately said, "My lord, restrain yourself. There's still a long time ahead. If you keep doing this, I'm worried you'll get tired of me soon."

Lu Zhufeng was pleased by those words. Wei Zhaoning was now in a completely subservient position, looking up at him like a female dog trying to please him.

"I haven't gotten tired of it after all these years, so that counts as..."

Before he could finish speaking, a servant rushed in, his face filled with terror. "My lord! My lord, something terrible has happened!"

Lu Zhufeng's face darkened. This servant was too unruly. Didn't he see that he was doing important business?

It's obvious without even guessing that Wei Jiaruo has gone crazy again, staging a self-inflicted injury to try and get him away from Wei Zhaoning.

"Tell her to consult the imperial physician if anything happens! Having given birth to her child, I've brought half the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital to guard the manor. What else could she possibly need!"

It is said that childbirth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman. Wei Jiaruo was shouting and screaming so loudly that she had almost used up all her strength, and no one had come to announce the good news yet. By the time she gave birth to the child completely, it would probably be after dawn. Lu Zhufeng didn't care at all. He just felt that her child was born at an inopportune time, and that today, of all days, it had disturbed his enjoyment.

Wei Zhaoning glanced at Lu Zhufeng indifferently. Men's love is so elusive. When they love, they cherish it like it's melting in their palms, but when they don't love, they don't care if he dies. Tsk tsk.

The servant caught his breath, "My lord, no, it wasn't the madam..."

"The Regent, his secret guards have surrounded the Marquis's residence..."

Lu Zhufeng suddenly sat up in bed. "What?!"

Wei Zhaoning's heart skipped a beat. Before she could react, she saw Lu Zhufeng staring at her coldly. "He really cares about you."

After saying that, he grabbed Wei Zhaoning by the waist, held her tightly, and took her out.

"Should we talk to your good prince and make things clear? Hmm?"

The tenderness from before vanished, replaced by a hint of madness in Lu Zhufeng's eyes.

Wei Zhaoning: "I will explain it to him."

Pei Yi, dressed in black, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes chillingly cold, exuding a sense of oppression.

The moment he saw Wei Zhaoning, his blood boiled.

"Ningning, let's go home."

This statement carries an undeniable implication, as if it were a statement of affirmation.

Wei Zhaoning had never seen Pei Yi like this before. He seemed genuinely angry, and she could sense that he was suppressing something, teetering on the edge of madness. He was frighteningly unfamiliar.

"Didn't I say that Wei Zhaoning is my wife? What, does Your Highness want to forcibly take her in the street?" Lu Zhufeng sneered. Now, facing the Regent, he was no longer the Lu Zhufeng who had his wife snatched away and was beaten up in disgrace, but dared not say a word.

At this moment, he is the victor.

Pei Yi's brows furrowed deeply, his eyes blazing with fury, yet he managed a cold, mocking smile that barely reached his eyes. The smile was devoid of malice, carrying only a chilling sarcasm that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Who do you think you are, trying to steal my man?"

The angrier Pei Yi got, the more excited Lu Zhufeng became.

He grinned, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket that symbolized Wei Zhaoning's "first night" and waved it in front of Pei Yi.

"How could I dare? It was your little princess who begged to come back. If Your Highness had arrived any later, she might have been pregnant with my child."

Is that right, Ningning?

Lu Zhufeng pinched Wei Zhaoning's waist in an ambiguous way.

Pei Yi's clenched fist was white at the knuckles, the knuckles protruding, as if he could crush something at any moment. His voice wasn't loud, but every word was sharp as ice: "Say that again?"

He suppressed his anger deep in his chest, without any hysterical roar, yet it was more terrifying than any shout, like a thunderbolt ready to strike, capable of shattering a person to pieces in an instant.