Qin Jiuge, We Meet Again!

At this moment, inside Wutong Pavilion, Sima Lang and Wang Jian strolled along leisurely, treating the scene before them as a grand spectacle.

The two were more than happy to watch the little squabbles and gossip between the young couple. They even kept commenting from the sidelines, watching with great relish.

"Qin Jiuge, you're courting death. Today, I'll teach you a proper lesson on behalf of our Miss. You went overseas and actually found another confidante? Will you die if you don't go looking for women?"

Feng Ming roared like a lioness from Hedong, hurling curses without restraint.

Hearing this, Qin Jiuge kept dodging as he smiled. "Are you venting for your Miss, or for yourself?

Could it be that this young master hasn't favored you for too long, and you're feeling bitter about it?"

Qin Jiuge spoke with a grin. Feng Ming's anger only grew at his words, and she looked ready to swallow Qin Jiuge alive on the spot.

If looks could kill, the force of Qin Jiuge's words would already have had Feng Ming tear him into ten thousand pieces.

"I'll kill you!"

Feng Ming completely snapped. Brandishing the silver spear, she charged at him once more, her aura even more vast and surging.

Qin Jiuge merely continued dodging with a smile, quite willing to play properly with this little wife of his.

If this little marital pleasure did not work out, he could simply treat it as a small game where a brief parting made reunion sweeter than newlyweds. Qin Jiuge had always been good at convincing himself.

Thus, the two continued their scuffling. At first, they looked murderous, but as time passed, Sima Lang and Wang Jian watched them flaunt their affection and scatter dog food.

The two looked at each other, their expressions turning