The villainous female supporting character becomes a heartthrob, and the powerful man successfully r

In the spacious and bright room, a beautiful woman was reclining on a couch. She wore a lake-blue brocade dress with a dark floral pattern, paired with a matching long robe with a cross-collar, embroidered with peony scrolls.

She wore a gold hairpin adorned with pearls and jade, a pair of white jade earrings on her ears, and a jade bracelet on her wrist.

If the previous Xia Ying was like a lotus rising from the mud, untainted by its surroundings, the current Xia Ying possesses a more noble air, like a peony, the epitome of beauty.

This is a house next to the palace. It originally belonged to the Empress, who gave it to Xia Ying as a gift when she first met her.

Xia Ying and Wen Xiulan moved in, and someone else insisted on moving in as well.

Rong Xuanzhou pushed open the door and entered, just in time to see the beautiful scenery before him. He quickly stepped forward and snatched the storybook from Xia Ying's hand.

"Your Highness, give it back to me."

Rong Xuanzhou held the storybook aloft, catching Xia Ying who lunged at him with one arm, his tone full of displeasure: "Yingying, what are you so engrossed in? I'm back now, and you don't even acknowledge me. Let me see... 'My Encounters with the Fox Demon'..."

"Your Highness... I only use it to relieve boredom."

Rong Xuanzhou clicked his tongue, not very interested, and casually tossed it aside, no longer paying attention to it.

Xia Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason is simple: in order to sell well, these storytellers added a lot of explicit descriptions, making the plots dramatic, the erotic content irresistible, and the combination of explicit and erotic elements a veritable feast.

She didn't buy it on purpose; the servants bought a bunch, and she happened to see it and looked at it out of curiosity for a while.

"What would Your Highness like to eat today? I'll have the kitchen prepare it."

As Xia Ying finished speaking, she prepared to get up, but Rong Xuanzhou pulled her back into his arms.

"I just got back, and Yingying's already leaving? Are you feeling guilty?"

"Why would I feel guilty?"

Xia Ying thought that Rong Xuanzhou had discovered her story, and her eyes darted away. In Rong Xuanzhou's eyes, this was a sign of her guilt.

He thought of the things Rong Yunfei had brought, and a wave of bitterness welled up inside him.

He didn't care about the letter inside, since he and Rong Yunfei already knew about Xiao Nanzhou's situation.

However, there was a painting inside, painted by Xiao Nanzhou, depicting their childhood trip together, and it also included two short poems by Xiao Nanzhou.

Upon seeing it, Rong Xuanzhou immediately wanted to tear the painting to shreds and burn it. The thought of their childhood friendship made his heart ache.

Why couldn't it be me who met Yingying first!

"Yingying, do you still want Xiao Nanzhou's things?"

Rong Xuanzhou gave a bitter smile and uttered those words with difficulty. His hands, hidden in his sleeves, clenched tightly as he suppressed his jealousy.

If Yingying nodded, he wouldn't mind taking action against Xiao Nanzhou. How could he possibly forget the path he came from?

We must not let others follow in our footsteps and take Yingying away from us.

"What did he give me? Like a weasel paying respects to a chicken? No, we're like the farmer and the snake, or Mr. Dongguo and the wolf."

Xia Ying's words interrupted Rong Xuanzhou's jealousy; he clearly hadn't expected her to answer like that.

"Yingying really doesn't remember?"

Rong Xuanzhou took out the painting from his sleeve. Xia Ying looked at it and thought about it for a long time, but she didn't remember much of it.

"That happened when we were kids, Your Highness, are you still jealous?" Xia Ying teased him with a smile, casually placing the painting on the table.

"I only blame myself for not meeting you sooner, for letting you suffer eight years of pain for nothing."

Seeing Rong Xuanzhou's dejected expression, a warm hand suddenly touched his cheek.

"Hengzhi, everything is predestined. Sooner or later, it wouldn't have led to our fate today."

Xia Ying gazed at him tenderly, her eyes filled with undisguised affection.

"The past is gone, we don't need to dwell on it, just like Xiao Nanzhou. He won't be an obstacle for us, nor does he deserve to be."

These words resonated deeply, erecting an unbreakable protective shield in Rong Xuanzhou's heart. His large hand overlapped Xia Ying's, and a joyful smile curved his lips.

"Alright, I won't be jealous of him."

He turned his head slightly and kissed her palm. He was a thief who stole happiness, taking a dusty pearl back to his own abode.

He was constantly on guard against anyone coming to his door, yet he had no regrets. If he could possess Mingzhu, he would willingly live in constant fear for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, his Yingying is kind and gentle by nature, and is willing to shower him with love, especially on him. He is truly lucky.

Thinking this, Rong Xuanzhou hugged Xia Ying tightly, inhaling her sweet scent to soothe the restless blood in his body.

"That's more like it. He's no match for His Highness. His Highness is not only handsome and considerate, but also... he understands me perfectly."

"Yingying, is there anything else? What did you say every night when you held me to sleep?"

Xia Ying's face flushed instantly as she recalled the scene from the evening. "Your Highness has a great figure, with long arms and a slender waist, lean yet strong... that's good too."

Suddenly, Rong Xuanzhou bit her ear rather hard, his low, husky voice saying, "Then Yingying is looking at other people?"

"What do you mean?"

She got up in confusion and happened to see Rong Xuanzhou looking at her with a mournful expression, holding the storybook he had just read.

However, the storybook was open, and there was a picture on it.

Xia Ying's pupils dilated instantly. How come there were pictures at the end of this storybook? And they were—erotic pictures!

"Yingying, is he more handsome, or is I more handsome?"

"Your Highness, please let me explain..."

Xia Ying's words caught in her throat. Looking into the man's eyes, she nervously swallowed.

His eyes were red, and his gaze held an uncontrollable lust, tinged with a hint of sorrow.

His sexy Adam's apple bobbed, his voice already impatient: "Yingying isn't answering, it seems I haven't tried hard enough. Now let Yingying relive it, shall we?"

Before losing her temper, Xia Ying made up her mind not to look at things indiscriminately anymore.

Although she didn't finish, she was exhausted and her fingers ached.

Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision. Her misty eyes made Xia Ying look even more pitiful, reigniting the anger Rong Xuanzhou had barely managed to quell.

His hand caressed her swollen lips, gently kissing them.

"How much more has Yingying watched? Let's find out together in the bridal chamber."

To Xia Ying, these words were like the whispers of a demon; she decided to just go to sleep.

Xiao Nanzhou's words were eventually dealt with by Xia Ying, and Rong Xuanzhou also took the opportunity to gain a lot of benefits. He went to court happily the next day.

Xia Yanxin waited and waited, but received no news. Feeling uneasy, she asked Rong Yunfei to meet her again.

She waited and waited at the hotel, but instead, several strangers appeared.

"Who are you? I'm the daughter of Prime Minister Xia. You'd better think twice before you lay a hand on me!"

"What if it were me?"

Xia Yanxin stared wide-eyed in horror as Rong Xuanzhou appeared at the door.

He was dressed in a dark brocade robe, which revealed his gloomy and ruthless temperament.

Xia Yanxin was terrified, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Your Highness... the Crown Prince," she stammered.

"Miss Xia isn't focused on getting married, but instead comes to sow discord between me and the Crown Princess. She's really got some nerve." Rong Xuanzhou sneered, looking down at Xia Yanxin before disdainfully looking away.

"Do you think what you and Madam Xia did was foolproof? If I wanted to expose you, I could do it anytime. You're so free now, it seems I really need to find you something to do."

"Your Highness, no, no!"

Under the weight of double fear, Xia Yanxin regained some of her rationality and begged Rong Xuanzhou for forgiveness, but how could he possibly agree?

Xia Yanxin, in a fit of despair, retorted, "What's so great about Xia Ying! She and Xiao Nanzhou are in love and engaged. Your Highness, don't you care at all?!"

"Fool." Rong Xuanzhou said calmly and sarcastically, "I am the one who has Yingying now, I am the winner. As for Xiao Nanzhou, he is stupid. He chose you and changed the marriage contract to you. What does it have to do with Yingying?"

You're all just jealous of her success. She's like the bright moon in the sky, and you want to drag her down into the mud, thinking you can possess her and surpass her. Ha, how presumptuous!

At this moment, a noise came from the doorway guarded by the guards, and Rong Xuanzhou ordered someone to push the door open.

A man was standing at the door; it was none other than Xiao Nanzhou.