Chapter 148: Madam, you wouldn

Hearing this from Gu Hanyuan, Qi Fang didn't know how to respond.

After all, it was quite rare for someone to admit so openly that they were a villain, and she couldn't condemn him from a moral standpoint anymore.

"Why are you telling me this? And about my senior brother as well."

Qi Fang asked her question.

Gu Hanyuan stopped playing with her hair and instead gently stroked her cheek.

"Naturally, because I want you, Madam."

Qi Fang felt goosebumps from Gu Hanyuan's actions, and the blush on her face deepened.

"Since you want me, why didn't you make a move while I was unconscious?"

Gu Hanyuan, of course, wouldn't tell her it was because doing so wouldn't be fun.

"Naturally, because I want your heart even more, Madam."

She was a heroine, after all; if not for her beauty, he had to think about the villain points and spiritual energy she provided.

Qi Fang was also seeing such a shameless way of courting for the first time and tried to suppress her shyness.

"My body was given to Wan Gui, and my heart belongs to my senior brother; there is no room for you."

Gu Hanyuan wasn't angry when he heard Qi Fang say this; instead, he retorted:

"Hasn't your body already been given to me by Wan Gui, Madam? Do you expect me to offer a refund?"

Qi Fang gritted her teeth even harder upon hearing this, never expecting Wan Gui to have not a shred of marital affection, selling her off just like that.

Gu Hanyuan leaned close to Qi Fang's face, looking at her delicate skin, and said softly:

"I am in no rush for your heart, Madam, but Di Yun is still locked in the dungeon, suffering a great deal."

Gu Hanyuan paused, his voice becoming seductive.

"Madam, you wouldn't want Di Yun to spend his life in a dungeon, never seeing the light of day, would you?"

Qi Fang stiffened upon hearing Gu Hanyuan's words and silently shed two lines of tears.

"You must promise to save my senior brother."

"Fine."

Gu Hanyuan's tone lacked sincerity, but Qi Fang was helpless.

"Wait, why is it different from Wan Gui's?"

"No, what if little Kongxincai goes hungry?"

"Bastard..."

Wan Zhenshan and Wan Gui waited anxiously in the courtyard.

It wasn't that they were worried about Qi Fang, but rather they were anxious to know the news about the treasure.

They were also afraid that Gu Hanyuan would take what he wanted and then renege on the deal, slipping away, so they had to wait in the courtyard.

Naturally, Wan Gui's expression grew increasingly ugly.

This wait lasted an entire day.

As night fell, when the two looked at Gu Hanyuan opening the door with haggard faces, they cursed him as a bastard in their hearts.

Especially Wan Gui, who felt he had suffered a huge loss.

Gu Hanyuan didn't care what they thought.

He walked to Wan Gui's side and patted his shoulder:

"Young Master Wan, I am very satisfied."

Which made Wan Gui's face turn black.

Wan Zhenshan was an old fox, after all; seeing Wan Gui remain silent, he asked respectfully:

"Excellency Wutian, what about the treasure?"

Gu Hanyuan looked at the impatient Wan Zhenshan and said leisurely:

"I heard that the three of you martial brothers once snatched a copy of the 'Liancheng Sword Art' from Mei Niansheng, is that correct?"

Wan Zhenshan's expression darkened; after all, having the secret of patricide known to others was not a good thing.

Seeing that he didn't dare to answer, Gu Hanyuan didn't care.

"The secret of the treasure is within it, and the method to crack it is to stain the 'Liancheng Sword Art', which will reveal the password."

Gu Hanyuan's words made the two suddenly realize.

Wan Zhenshan was filled with regret, because back then, after the three martial brothers snatched the 'Liancheng Sword Art', they were all afraid of losing it; let alone staining it, they were even afraid of getting dust on it, and had locked it in an iron box.

Wan Zhenshan asked hurriedly:

"Then where is the 'Liancheng Sword Art'?"

"The 'Liancheng Sword Art' was later packaged into the 'Tang Poetry Anthology'. As for its whereabouts, you will have to find that yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the two were furious; they had spent all this time only to know half the truth. Without the 'Tang Poetry Anthology', what was the use of knowing the cracking method?

Especially Wan Gui, who saw Qi Fang standing at the door looking into the courtyard, her complexion rosy and her temperament beautiful.

He knew that the bond between husband and wife had surely come to an end.