The Summoning of the Monarch

Upon returning to the Lu Mansion, the deep blue crystal necklace brought great trouble to Ziyan.

Ouyang Mingyue and Yun Wuying followed her around for a two or three hours, wherever she went, they would be right behind her.

Their intention was clear and straightforward—such a beautiful and extraordinary necklace must be shared among us sisters, taking turns to wear it for a few days!

“Three days! I will only wear it for three days, and from then on, I won’t be bothered anymore,” Yun Wuying stood with her hands on her hips, blocking Ziyan’s path, determined not to let her go.

“Two days! I have always been content with what I have,” Ouyang Mingyue pleaded with a pitiful expression.

Unable to withstand the torment of the two, Ziyan finally gritted her teeth and said, “Fine! But there’s a condition.”

“Speak!” The two women eagerly responded.