“I didn’t expect this, I really didn’t expect this!”
“I just rembered! My wife has seen the Ji’an Marquis’s wife at Yulong Temple more than once!”
“Huh? Then doesn’t that an your wife also frequents Yulong Temple?” The question ca from one of the officials who had accompanied the Emperor to the temple days ago. The official who volunteered this information about his wife looked confused. “Yeah, so what? Yulong Temple is famous for its prayers for children being very effective…”
The questioning official gave him a sympathetic look.
It wasn’t just this outspoken official who felt a chill run down his spine—many of the officials who hadn’t gone to the temple two days earlier felt a sudden pang of dread.
And then, they heard Xu Yanmiao’s shaless comntary:
[The monks at Yulong Temple are all so handso, sweet-talking, and skilled in… bedroom techniques. Of course noblewon and official wives are drawn to them—it’s completely normal!]
[Haha, no wonder the temple is so effective at granting children! These monks have even ranked themselves based on their “fertility effectiveness,” and the more likely they are to help soone conceive, the higher their service fees. Hahaha!]
[Oh, and they’re clever, too! They deliberately approach strong-willed noblewon, especially those with wealth and power equal to their husbands. Once these won get a taste of their service, they won’t expose the monks—instead, they’ll return for more and even protect them if the secret cos out.]
This ti, many of the officials staggered in their seats.
What?! Eating gossip only to realize the scandal might involve them was too much!
They couldn’t help but imagine their own wives in Xu Yanmiao’s scenarios. In that mont, every man felt like an invisible green hat had landed squarely on his head.
A deathly silence fell over the room.
Well, almost silent.
The Crown Prince glanced left, then right, and couldn’t hold back: “Wow…”
His exclamation jolted many back to reality. Even the Emperor glared at him. “What are you chiming in for?!”
But the Crown Prince didn’t regret it.
Because…
It really was thrilling!
[Holy crap! The Minister of Justice!]
The Minister of Justice cursed under his breath. The others turned sympathetic eyes toward him.
Of all people, he was the first to be implicated—how unlucky could he get? But after a mont of pity, curiosity took over.
What about the Minister of Justice? Could it be a scandal about a lonely wife sneaking around with a handso monk?!—They weren’t in trouble (yet), so they might as well enjoy soone else’s misfortune! Hurry up, spill the tea!
[Turns out, the Minister of Justice has been secretly keeping a pair of mistresses—sisters!]
The officials were imdiately disappointed.
What? That’s it? That’s hardly…
[Oh, but the sisters are the younger siblings of a monk at Yulong Temple. They told the monks that the Minister of Justice is terrible in bed—painful, clumsy, and over far too quickly.]
[Just like Ji’an Marquis!]
The Minister of Justice: “!!!”
How dare they?! Not true! His whole family isn’t like that!
He wasn’t like Ji’an Marquis at all! His mistresses always said he was so vigorous they couldn’t get out of bed for half a day afterward!
[The monks knew this, so while the Minister secretly visited his mistresses, they sent their most skilled and handso monk to secretly seduce his wife while she was praying at the temple.]
[And then? Hahaha, wow—]
And then what?!
So officials stared eagerly, while others licked their lips in anticipation. Was this about using his exposed infidelity as leverage?
Once again, they breathed a collective sigh of relief. “Thank goodness this has nothing to do with us.”
The Minister of Justice, however, couldn’t muster a smile. He clenched his jaw tightly as mories flooded back.
His wife used to be domineering, jealous, and fiercely opposed to him taking concubines. Once, when he dallied with a maid in broad daylight, she stord in with a massive blade, chasing the two of them—still half-naked—through the courtyard.
That’s why he kept the sisters outside the household. But recently, his wife had stopped monitoring him. She seed to have llowed out overnight.
Just the other day, he had tentatively ntioned taking a concubine. His wife had calmly replied, “I understand. You like gentle, attentive won who flatter you. That kind of person is indeed wonderful.”
He had assud she’d finally learned the virtues of a dutiful wife.
But now!
[Oh, it must have been love at first sight—gentle attentiveness is irresistible! She’s been thoroughly satisfied and even asked to try soone wilder next ti!]
[And can you bla her? You’re short on ti and lacking in skill. If you can seek satisfaction outside, why can’t she?]
[And those monks really know how to set the mood—sweet talk, delicate touches, even using only their hands, tongues, or sterilized tools like polished jade rods, all while bathing and burning incense beforehand. Who wouldn’t enjoy that?]
The Minister of Justice’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
!
I wouldn’t enjoy that!!!
What’s happening in recent chapters? They cheated openly and got cheated behind closed door. Get divorced and get on with it. Logic is shifting. But let’s see.
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