Feng Yun looked at him, curling her lips into a smile.
"Yes, I love power, and I love men with overwhelming power. The satisfaction and comfort they bring me is unmatched... from body to soul, no one can replace it."
Chunyu Yan's gaze darkened, locking onto her.
Mad.
She must be mad.
Only madness could drive her to utter such scandalous words in front of others.
"To get rid of me, you are willing to destroy your own reputation?"
Feng Yun remained composed, her smile dazzling.
"The Crown Prince of Yunchuan is overthinking. Every word I said is true. Please do not flatter yourself and cause my husband to misunderstand."
Chunyu Yan felt a faint ache in his heart.
He was fortunate, at least, that the cold gleam of his mask hid his shame and humiliation.
No one would ever see the storm of emotions churning inside him...
