Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

"Alright."

Jiang Shouzhong sighed and lay down beside her.

At this moment, Yelü Miaomiao slowly woke up, murmuring softly:

"No, Empress Dowager, my husband now bears the power of the Heavenly Divine Fortune and the Dragon Soul. If it isn't released, it will surely wound his soul."

She struggled to sit up, but her already weakened and soft body refused to obey, and she fainted again just halfway up.

Xiao Lingqiu's expression was uncertain.

She looked up at Jiang Shouzhong and coldly said, "Are you deliberately coming up with such a low-life method to deceive me?"

Jiang Shouzhong chuckled bitterly, "Believe it or not."

"Hmph, I don't believe it."

Xiao Lingqiu's lips curled into a sneer.

But seeing the faint golden glow around Jiang Shouzhong, she couldn't help but worry, "Is it really true?"

Jiang Shouzhong didn't respond, gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Miaomiao's face, kissed the girl's forehead softly, and said tenderly, "Just sleep for now."

The intimate gesture felt like a mix of emotions to Xiao Lingqiu, causing an indescribable distress in her heart.

She suddenly remembered the time they had once embraced and communicated through clothing, so she whispered, "Why not use the method we did last time?"

Jiang Shouzhong paused, understanding what she meant, then smiled and said, "It's useless, just sleep."

With that, he closed his eyes and turned to sleep.

But Xiao Lingqiu tossed and turned restlessly.

At one point, she even hoped he would force her.

That thought made her feel a wave of shame as soon as it surfaced.

In her turmoil, she suddenly remembered the letter Ye Zhuchan had given her.

Her mind drifted to the contents of the letter, and upon recalling, found it utterly absurd.

The two countries were at war, and their "Emperor" was clearly an arch-enemy, yet here he was, lying beside her.

"Jiang Shouzhong, what is it you desire most in this life?"

Xiao Lingqiu's voice was gentle.

Jiang Shouzhong said, "To be with you all, living out this life happily, that's what I want most."

Xiao Lingqiu was silent for a moment before asking again, "And do you know what I wish for the most?"

"The world."

Jiang Shouzhong answered.

The woman did not reply, as if she didn't deny it.

She turned to the side, staring blankly at the secret door holding Jiang Shouzhong's puppet, tears unwittingly falling from the corners of her eyes.

The world...

How distant it seems.

Does she really want the world?

Or is she still attached to it?

Xiao Lingqiu questioned herself, feeling there was another woman inside her named Jingjing saying, "Why not consider what you'd miss the most."

What would she miss?

If she lost the world, she would regret it, feel a sense of loss, but perhaps it's just a momentary sentiment.

But if she lost the man before her...

Xiao Lingqiu dared not think further, as just the thought felt like invisible hands choking her heart, causing unbearable pain.

Suddenly, it was as if the woman realized something.

She turned to face the man, saying, "Jiang Shouzhong, you must be lying to me, surely."

With that, she slowly unbuttoned her dress.

The woman continued, "But it's okay, at worst, I'll lie to you for a lifetime."

Jiang Shouzhong was momentarily stunned, then his lips slowly curved into a smile. He gently stroked the woman's cheek and said, "As a man, I'll fulfill all my wife's wishes. If you want the world, I'll strive to give you one."

He lowered his head and captured her lips.

Xiao Lingqiu slowly closed her eyes.

The grand ambition of the world flashed through her mind, once a dream pursued for half her life.

But now, that dream seemed shrouded in mist, blurred and unclear.

The world, though desirable, was distant and unreachable.

But he was so close, so real, so precious.

At this moment, Yelü Miaomiao secretly opened her eyes and cast a cunning glance at Jiang Shouzhong.