The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Zheng Hao's gaze slowly shifted from Ye Niannu's face to Xu Ming.

His eyes blazed with fury.

"I have come with the utmost sincerity and have given your Primordial Holy Palace ample face."

"What does this Holy Maiden mean?"

He tapped his fingers heavily on the armrest, raising the pitch of his voice.

"Elder Xu, this young master demands an explanation from you!"

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Xu Ming's forehead. He chuckled dryly twice and repeatedly clasped his hands in greeting.

"Young Sect Master, please calm down! This is absolutely a misunderstanding! Niannu was just confused for a moment..."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Wushuang.

His voice deepened, carrying a questioning tone.

"Palace Master Ye, as Niannu's master, shouldn't you also make a statement regarding today's events?"

"Is this what you mean?"

Ye Wushuang sat upright in the guest seat, her teacup motionless, her expression as indifferent as ever.

Those cold, clear eyes didn't even lift up.

Xu Ming's face turned red and white in turns, looking extremely unpleasant.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his voice became increasingly rapid and shrill.

"Palace Master Ye! I am speaking to you!"

Ye Wushuang then slowly put down the teacup, her fingertips gently tracing the rim, and said softly.

"Niannu's meaning is my meaning."

Seven light and airy words.

This made the atmosphere inside the hall even more tense.

Xu Ming's face turned bright red, and his chest heaved violently.

He slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

They've rebelled! They've rebelled!

"Ye Wushuang! Don't forget who you are! You are the Palace Master of the Primordial Holy Palace, not just Ye Niannu's master!"

His voice was somewhat hysterical.

"The greater good of the sect comes first, personal feelings come second! If you continue to indulge her willful and reckless behavior..."

"Then I'll have no choice but to personally go to the back mountain to invite the Supreme Elder out of seclusion and let him make the decision!"

"Then I'll see if you, the palace master, can still protect her!"

Ye Wushuang finally raised her eyes.

She glanced at Xu Ming indifferently.

Xu Ming met Ye Wushuang's gaze, felt a sudden chill in his heart, and opened his mouth.

Those harsh words that hadn't even had a chance to be uttered were stuck in his throat.

Ye Wushuang did not speak.

But that silence itself is a silent declaration.

At first, Ye Wushuang thought Zheng Hao would be a good match for Ye Niannu.

After all, Wang Long was only a sixth-grade martial artist back then, while Zheng Hao was a supreme-level expert.

Moreover, he is the young master of the Tianyan Sect, a status worthy of Ye Niannu.

But in hindsight, marrying Ye Niannu to Zheng Hao was like pushing her into a fire pit.

Even though Ye Wushuang's strength was inferior to that of the Supreme Elder, he still had to protect Ye Niannu!

Ye Niannu glanced at Xu Ming's unpleasant expression and gave a charming laugh.

"Elder, your granddaughter is also a prodigy of our Primordial Holy Palace, and she possesses a precious physique. Why not marry her to Young Master Zheng?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Ming's expression changed drastically. How could he possibly push his precious granddaughter into a fire pit?

He shouted excitedly.

"Then what...?"

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence and quickly changed his words.

"The young sect leader is a peerless genius, while my granddaughter is rather dull and doesn't deserve him."

Ye Niannu rolled her eyes, scoffed, and completely ignored Xu Ming's explanation.

Zheng Hao sat to the side, taking in all of this, and sneered inwardly.

He didn't care about the argument between Xu Ming and Ye Wushuang.

Zheng Hao only cares about the result.

None of the women Zheng Hao has set his sights on have escaped his grasp.

The more Ye Niannu resisted, the more interesting he found it.

These spirited horses are best tamed.

Moreover, she possesses the Immaculate Holy Body, making her the perfect vessel for Zheng Hao's cultivation technique of absorbing and replenishing essence.

Zheng Hao slowly stood up, straightened his robes, and stood with his hands behind his back.

He slightly raised his chin, looking down at Ye Niannu with a condescending gaze.

"Ye Niannu, I'm not here to discuss this with you."

His voice left no room for doubt, as if Ye Niannu were already beneath him.

Whether you want to or not is not important.

"This marriage was jointly arranged by your Supreme Elder of the Primordial Holy Palace and my grandfather."

He took a step forward, his gaze lewd, and landed on Ye Niannu.

His eyes were full of arrogance.

"Even if the Heavenly King himself came, it wouldn't work!"

"You, Ye Niannu, have no choice."

Zheng Hao revealed a playful smile, lowered his voice, and spoke with a strong sense of humiliation.

"But you don't need to be too nervous. Once you're married, I'll 'train' you properly."

"My concubines in the harem were all unwilling at first, just like you."

"Later on... they all became obedient and well-behaved. You're no different from them."

As he spoke, his gaze flickered towards Ye Wushuang for a fleeting moment, a quick glance carrying a hint of lewd probing.

Ultimately, Zheng Hao didn't dare to make his intentions clear in front of Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang's strength is undeniable; even if he's foolish, he knows his limits.

Ye Niannu's face turned completely cold.

Those eyes, which usually held a touch of charm and liveliness, were now covered with a thin layer of ice.

His aura began to surge, and a faint light emanated from his fingertips.

She clenched her fists and glared angrily at Zheng Hao.

"You really deserve a beating!"

Her voice was as cold as ice, as if she had always belonged to her beloved.

Does this spoiled brat even think of touching me?

"Haha~"

Zheng Hao burst out laughing.

"I am the young master of the Heavenly Evolution Sect. You wouldn't dare to make a move here even if you had ten lives!"

Ye Niannu had never felt so frustrated. She was only at the peak of the Saint Realm and was no match for Zheng Hao at all.

But he couldn't swallow his anger.

Just now.

An aged yet steady voice came from outside the palace gate.

"I do not agree to this marriage."

"You dare to lay a hand on my woman?!"

The sound reached the ears of everyone in the hall clearly.

The eyes of everyone inside the hall instantly turned to the hall entrance.

At the palace gate, a gray figure stepped into the light.

It was Wang Long.

Behind him, the gatekeeper disciple named Chen San was standing outside the threshold with his neck hunched over.

His face was contorted with unbearable sorrow, his hands were twisting themselves white in front of him, his lips were trembling, and he was filled with deep regret.

Done!Done!

He, a mere gatekeeper, actually brought someone who hadn't been informed to the main hall for welcoming guests.

They even barged into the Primordial Holy Palace, where they were receiving distinguished guests.

If this is investigated, the lightest punishment would be a three-year salary deduction, and the heaviest would be expulsion from the temple!

Chen San's legs went weak, and he wished he could kneel down on the spot.

Before he could even speak, Wang Long had already stepped into the hall.

His gaze swept over everyone else and landed on Ye Niannu.

Ye Niannu froze the moment she heard that voice.

She turned her head abruptly.

My gaze met those gentle eyes.

And that figure that haunted her dreams.

Ye Niannu's eyes instantly reddened, and she couldn't help but cry out.

"My lord!"