Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Shui Yibai shyly tiptoed and pecked Fang Zheng's lips, then lightly ran out of the room.

Watching her petite figure, Fang Zheng smiled foolishly.

A princess is a princess, daring to think and speak; she's really brave.

While he was dazed, the closet door was pushed open... Luo Ningxin walked out expressionlessly and stood beside Fang Zheng.

Only then did Fang Zheng realize that his affectionate touching and kissing had been witnessed the entire time!

Awkward!

Luo Ningxin looked at Fang Zheng with a hint of resentment.

She didn't expect him to be this kind of person, deceiving women everywhere, no different from the old patrons the sisters of Cangxiang Pavilion talked about.

It seemed she had been too naive and misplaced her sincerity!

But now that things had come to this... what could she do?

Seeing this, Fang Zheng immediately sensed something was wrong; he was being seen as a scumbag!

Marrying one is marrying, marrying two is marrying! Wouldn't I have transmigrated for nothing if I only married one?!

He hardened his heart, pulled Luo Ningxin over, laid her on the bed, and directly pressed his lips to hers.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but the 16 muscles and 24 nerves in their faces had been fully exercised.

Luo Ningxin looked at Fang Zheng breathlessly, her eyes blurred and filled with a hint of sorrow.

Turning her head away, she said with grievance, "I come from a brothel. Do you think I'm a casual woman?"

"No, don't think nonsense!"

"Then why are you taking off your clothes?"

"I'm hot!"

Having taken off half of his clothes, Fang Zheng stopped.

Seeing Luo Ningxin's tearful expression, he slumped down beside her dejectedly.

"Ningxin, I swear to God, I absolutely didn't think of you as a casual woman."

Swearing to God... it seemed she had heard these words from her sisters before.

Tears slid down the corners of her eyes...

Fang Zheng was a little frantic. What was going on? He couldn't coax her?

Luo Ningxin wiped away her tears and propped herself up.

For some reason, when she was first sent to the Fang family, she had already prepared herself to offer her body; she would have been fine with whatever he did.

But now that the moment had really come, seeing him so frivolous, she felt a strange sadness in her heart.

"Young Master, you wrote me a letter before, and you also said you wanted to marry me. Were you sincere?"

Fang Zheng's lips moved slightly, his expression somewhat strained.

The girl was crying so hard her eyes were red; if he lied, wouldn't he really become a womanizing scumbag?

He wasn't sincere before, but he is now! How could he say that?

He just wanted to finish reading the letter and go to sleep. How did things develop like this! Damn it, have mercy on me!

Unwilling to lie, and also not daring to tell the truth, Fang Zheng finally squeezed out some flirtatious words after a long time.

"Last night's stars... last night's wind... Painted pavilion... west side, cassia hall... east. Body... body has no colorful phoenix wings to fly, but the heart has a mysterious rhinoceros horn connecting us!"

After reciting the poem, Fang Zheng felt a little sad. It seemed that even this poem was incomplete in his vague memory...

Luo Ningxin was stunned. She never expected Fang Zheng to compose a poem in such a short time.

Although he recited it haltingly, it was clearly a beautiful love poem.

Painted pavilion west side... phoenix wings... telepathy...

Could it be that back then at Cangxiang Pavilion he really...

Tears fell like rain. In a moment of emotion, Luo Ningxin directly embraced Fang Zheng.

Caught off guard, he was knocked onto the bed, hugging Luo Ningxin speechless for a moment.

Why were the women around him bolder and more proactive than the last?

But he had finally muddled through... He had to slowly make up for this in the future. He, Fang Zheng, was a sinner!

Luo Ningxin murmured in his ear, her voice like weeping, "Young Master, I'm not a jealous woman... It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. A capable man like you can marry as many as you want."

"But I come from a humble background. Although everyone in the manor treats me very well, I'm afraid you'll be dismissive of me and look down on me... Now that I know your heart, Ningxin only asks to be a concubine, serving Young Master for the rest of my life will be enough."

What man could bear such a scene?

Fang Zheng gently stroked Luo Ningxin's back, his heart full of tenderness.

At the same time, his guilt grew stronger... He could clearly have three wives and four concubines openly.

Why did he always feel like such a scumbag!

It was all the fault of those bastards on the internet who gave bad advice!

"I won't let you be a concubine. Following me, Fang Zheng, you can only be a wife!" Fang Zheng suddenly became domineering, like a CEO: "The Fang family doesn't have so many messy rules; everyone is treated equally!"

His brothers below him had never suffered any grievances with him.

Women should suffer even less.

Hearing these words, Luo Ningxin was overjoyed. Perhaps she was too happy, she began to sob softly again, agreeing in her mouth: "Mmm! Mmm!"

At this moment, Fang Zheng really had no lewd thoughts at all. He had never thought of holding such a pure-minded beauty.

But now the truth was so. In the end, this matter could only be blamed on his random flirting.

Now, women's concept of loyalty to one person is extremely strong.

If you kiss and hug someone, and then talk about breaking up, then you're really not a good person.

But Fang Zheng had never thought about this... Responsibility has always been his greatest advantage.

Although Luo Ningxin was a brothel girl, Fang Zheng had never looked down on her for this.

He hadn't even cared about it at all.

"Then... are you taking me with you this time...?" Luo Ningxin had a faint happiness on her face, drawing circles on Fang Zheng's chest.

The sisters of Cangxiang Pavilion taught her, saying that men can't stand this.

"No!"

He had already promised Yibai. If he took two women on the road, what would that be? Going on vacation?

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest early. The words I said to you today are a promise, with absolutely no falsehood!"

Sweetness surged into her heart again. Luo Ningxin softly said, "That... that poem... I want..."

"That poem was written only for you... In this world, only you know and I know!"

"Mmm!" Luo Ningxin's head gently rested on Fang Zheng's chest.

Then she slowly got up, pulled out her hairpin, and a head of thick, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Leaning down again, she gently cupped Fang Zheng's face and gave him a fleeting kiss, like a dragonfly skimming water.

Then she slowly unbuttoned her top.

Fang Zheng stared blankly: "Aren't you going back?"

Luo Ningxin didn't speak, gently shaking her head. She slipped on her embroidered shoes and got out of bed, her dress silently sliding to the ground.

Fang Zheng's heart couldn't help but surge with undercurrents......

The night was deep, and the lights in the house suddenly went out.

Outside, the wind gradually picked up, and soon rain fell, followed by a torrential downpour. The gale was accompanied by thunder, howling incessantly.

The bell hanging from the corner of the eaves also swayed constantly in the wind and rain. The storm rolled up rain clouds and swept away into the distance.

The rain stopped, the wind stopped, and the bell also stopped.

The water surface of the courtyard reflected the stars and the bright moon. The long smoke cleared, the bright moon was thousands of miles away, the floating light shone like gold, the quiet shadow sank like jade, and the fishermen's songs answered each other. What could be more joyful...