"Whose intention is this...?"
"His intention." Yin Weiyin said coldly, "If it weren't so, do you think I'd really want to come looking for you? He is my Golden Boy, not your Daoist companion, so hurry up, clean up and come with me."
In truth, the female crown doesn't wish to share her husband with others either. They were the golden boy and jade girl, a destined pair. From the time they first met in the Capital City, it was for seeking the Golden Boy together to go up the mountain, becoming a couple envied as the immortal couple. But the world is unpredictable; their story is full of twists and turns, and Chen Yi is too domineering. She had to settle for being the First Lady.
Those words were truly oppressive. Lin Wanxiao, upon hearing them, instead felt a sense of relief, muttering to herself, "It was he who coerced me, not that I, Lin Wanxiao, not that I, Lin Zhenlan, was willing..."
