"How dare I?"
Lian Rong hurriedly put down what he was holding and quickly squatted down to gather the scattered scrolls.
"Don't touch them!"
Yongping rushed over, pushing him to the ground, and gathered the paintings together, her bloodshot eyes staring fiercely: "When did they meet? If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"
Lian Rong sat on the ground, stopping his hands and looking at her.
"There are thirteen scrolls in total, and five of them are of her! Why?!"
Yongping demanded angrily: "I've been married to him for five years, and before the marriage, he only painted one for me! When did he get involved with that harlot?!"
Lian Rong swallowed and said softly, "Commandery Princess, please calm down, this isn't the lord's fault..."
"Whose fault is it then?" Yongping shouted, "Is it my fault?! Haven't I been good enough to him all these years? Have I not been a good enough wife? Why is he fooling around outside?"
