Wanyan Liang slowly shared his insights on women. At the same time, several women who matched his description—and whom he had yet to possess—surfaced in his mind:
Huang Rong definitely counted as one. Unfortunately, that trip to Kaifeng had gone awry, and that exquisite mature beauty had slipped away. Hmph, once I conquer the Southern Song someday, I refuse to believe I won't get her.
Then there was Tang Kuobian's wife, Wanyan Ge Bi. Her status as the Jin Dynasty's Number One Beauty was alluring enough, and she was also a princess—my cousin... Just thinking about it made him feel ready to burst! Hmph, I'll pretend to be agreeable and compliant with Tang Kuobian for now. Once my great undertaking succeeds, let's see how I play with your wife.
And then there was Wanyan Chongjie, granddaughter of the former Grand Preceptor Zong Pan. Hmph, that old bastard Wanyan Zongpan fought my father for power back then and oppressed father and son alike. Now it was time for me to take revenge. It was a pity that old bastard's son, Wanyan Ahu Die, had died early. Otherwise, I would have made him experience what it meant to beg for life but be unable to die!
Heh heh, I've already sampled the taste of that old bastard Zong Pan's daughter-in-law. The previous Jin Dynasty's Number One Beauty truly lived up to her reputation. Next should be his granddaughter Chong Jie. I never got to enjoy her mother at the height of her beauty, which had left me rather regretful. Fortunately, that girl Chong Jie inherited her mother's looks and even showed signs of surpassing her. Heaven truly treats me well.
While Wanyan Liang was lost in thought, Song Qingshu had no idea exactly what he was thinking. But judging by the