Rather than tear down ten temples, do not destroy a marriage

“So…”

“A-Qin really married Shen Moyan?”

“She didn’t even tell me, and just like that… while the whole city knew she was my childhood sweetheart, she married Shen Moyan?”

Lu Chaosheng’s face turned deathly pale in an instant, and his entire body swayed as though he were about to collapse!

Even though he had already endured heartbreak once, even though he had desperately tried to sever this wretched bond in his heart, more than twenty years of companionship had long since etched Ning Wanqin into his heart and bones. How could he truly remain unmoved?

Especially now…

He had seen Ning Wanqin walk out with that bastard Shen Moyan right before his eyes, hand in hand, holding their marriage certificate as they strode forward!

“Ch—Chaosheng?”

Ning Wanqin saw Lu Chaosheng as well. Her hand trembled, and her body shuddered. She hurriedly let go of Shen Moyan’s hand, then fumbled to hide the marriage certificate in her grasp.

She stammered, “Chaosheng, y-you have to let me explain!”

“It’s not what you think!”

Lu Chaosheng exploded with a furious roar. “I saw it with my own damn eyes!”

“It’s not what you think—you must have seen it wrong!” Ning Wanqin rushed over and said, “It really isn’t what you saw. I—I—I…”

She could not get the words out for a long while, so Lu Chaosheng summed it up for her.

“You married someone else, you’re holding the marriage certificate, and you didn’t even tell me!”

“No, no…” Ning Wanqin cried loudly. “Moyan and I only got married for show. It’s a fake marriage.”

“Chaosheng, the person I truly intend to marry is you!”

“You!”

“This time, Moyan and I only went through a fake marriage!”

Lu Chaosheng felt as though he had just heard the most absurd joke in the world.

Marriage?

There was such a thing as a fake marriage?

“The Yunjing Marriage Registry signed and stamped your marriage certificate. You and Shen Moyan are legally husband and wife in Yunjing, and you’re calling it fake?”

“You’re telling me it’s fake?”

Ning Wanqin grabbed Lu Chaosheng’s hand, but he flung it away viciously. Even so, she continued anxiously, “It’s true! It really is a fake marriage between Moyan and me.”

“You know that Moyan is leaving the Jiangbei fortress cluster to cross the river and serve under the Naval Grand Commander. But according to Yunjing’s rules, only people with happy marriages are given important positions.”

“Moyan has always been single. He’s all alone, and it’s pitiful. I only registered this marriage with him to help him. It’s just a fake marriage.”

“Don’t worry. Once Moyan establishes himself across the Yangtze, I’ll peacefully divorce him. Then we can get married.”

“I am your wife.”

“I was your wife before, and even though I’m not now, I will be in the future!”

“If you look at it that way, you aren’t losing anything.”

“Can’t we help Moyan just this once?”

Shen Moyan stood to the side, his face equally delicate and pitiful. He even looked somewhat aggrieved as he said, “General Lu, I know you’re angry that Wanqin and I got married without telling you.”

“But I’m different from the two of you.”

“I was born in the countryside and had to fight my way up. Now that I’ve finally been given the opportunity to cross the river and serve under the Naval Grand Commander, this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance. I had no choice.”

“That’s why I put on your wedding ring, had Wanqin dress in the red bridal gown, commissioned a portrait, and came here to register our marriage.”

“General Lu, with your broad-mindedness, you surely won’t blame me, will you?”

“So please stop blocking the way. Look at how many people are watching. It’s embarrassing!”

The two of them sang the same tune, and Lu Chaosheng finally understood everything.

He was also completely overcome by despair.

So that was how it was!

A fake marriage… Wonderful. A fake marriage with a marriage certificate issued by the Yunjing Marriage Registry!

Was this damn thing supposed to be a fake marriage?

They were legally husband and wife in Yunjing!

They were husband and wife recognized by everyone in Yunjing!

So they were the real married couple, while he…

He was nothing but the other man!

Lu Chaosheng forced himself to suppress all the rage and resentment in his heart. His expression became calm, while his eyes revealed a hint of viciousness.

He said indifferently, “Fine. Since that’s the case, then congratulations on your marriage.”

With that, Lu Chaosheng turned around and prepared to leave.

But Ning Wanqin had been his childhood sweetheart for more than twenty years. How could she fail to see through his expression?

It was obvious that he was only speaking out of anger!

Lu Chaosheng was still angry!

“Why are you still angry? I already explained everything to you!” Ning Wanqin’s own temper flared. “Moyan and I only got married for show. It doesn’t count. I’m only lending myself to Moyan for a day. You aren’t losing anything!”

“Lu Chaosheng, when did you become so petty?”

Shen Moyan chimed in as well. “Exactly, General Lu. You weren’t this petty before. Why are you being so stingy now? I’m not keeping her permanently. I’m only borrowing her for a day. It’s not as though I’ll wear her out!”

The words were so piercing that no normal person could have endured them.

Lu Chaosheng was no exception.

Besides, now that Ning Wanqin had married someone else, there was no longer any relationship between them. Why should he show her any consideration?

He whirled around, his eyes sharp and cold.

But in a scene like this, Lu Chaosheng did not need to act himself.

His deputy commander, Chen Song, and the thousands of soldiers who had followed him were already seething with rage.

They surged forward with a clatter and surrounded Ning Wanqin and Shen Moyan. Every one of them had a hand on his sword hilt. The ringing of steel leaving its sheath rose one after another.

Together, they formed a wall of blades!

“Good grief! This is the first time I’ve ever seen someone dare to steal our General Lu’s woman! Shen Moyan, right? I’ve heard of you, you good-for-nothing. Today, I’m going to see whether your head is harder than my blade!”

“Why waste words on him? Hack him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!”

“Feeding him to the dogs would be too good for him. Use him to grow lotus flowers!”

…

As the soldiers closed in, blades bristled everywhere. Shen Moyan’s expression changed drastically. He was also a member of the military and knew all too well how terrifying the consequences would be once these soldiers went berserk.

He hurriedly ducked behind Ning Wanqin.

“Wanqin, save me! I—I only told the truth! These people are being so overbearing!”

Ning Wanqin needed no prompting. She spread her arms and shielded Shen Moyan behind her like a mother hen protecting her chick.

She shouted angrily, “What are you trying to do?”

“Hmph! If you want to touch Moyan, you’ll have to step over me first!”

The soldiers truly did not dare step over her. After all, they could not tell what kind of feelings Lu Chaosheng still held for Ning Wanqin.

That was precisely why they had not acted immediately.

One by one, they turned to look at Lu Chaosheng.

Lu Chaosheng gave Ning Wanqin a cold glance. The despair in his heart deepened yet again. He said nothing, merely casting her a frigid look.

That single glance was enough for those who knew Lu Chaosheng well to understand.

Even his deputy commander, Chen Song, understood at once.

Chen Song immediately ordered, “Move! Pull that woman out of the way. As for the bastard behind her—is his name Shen Moyan?”

“Take him back to the military camp.”

“I want to see how long this bastard can keep pretending!”

The soldiers roared their agreement and immediately moved forward.

In the blink of an eye, they shoved Ning Wanqin aside, then seized Shen Moyan as easily as if they were grabbing a chick.

All the while, the soldiers continued mocking him.

“With a puny frame like that, you still think you can cross the river and seek refuge with the Grand Commander?”

They grabbed Shen Moyan and were about to drag him back to the military camp, intending to show him what the army could do.

A voice rang out from not far away.

“Let him go! Let him go! How can you treat him like this?”

Wen He once again transformed into a mother hen and rushed over, blocking the soldiers. “He already knows he was wrong. Why are you still being so rough with him?”

“Besides…”

“Young Master Shen has already obtained a marriage certificate with Miss Ning Wanqin. They are legally married in Yunjing.”

“They say it’s better to tear down ten temples than to destroy a single marriage!”

“How can you ruin someone else’s marriage?”

“That’s… terribly immoral!”

“Can’t we not do this? Can’t we just be good people?”

“Let’s all work together and be good people!”

The soldiers came to a halt.

They had all recognized this menial soldier standing before them.

A woman disguised as a man, with an extraordinary power backing her.

Every soldier who had offended her had met with a miserable end!

For a moment, they hesitated.

Seeing that everyone had taken her words to heart, a sacred expression involuntarily appeared on Wen He’s face, and she felt immensely proud.

“Wonderful! I’ve saved another marriage today!”

…

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