Time travel is risky, and love requires caution

Ling Yi regained consciousness a little, and finally heard Ling Qiqi's begging. He paused for a moment, then slowly slid his lips to the side of her face, licking her tears bit by bit. However, he could not lick them all away, because tears continued to flow out of Ling Qiqi's tightly closed eyes.

He suddenly stood up and shouted outside:

"Someone is coming."

"My Lord." The person outside the door responded, but did not dare to come in rashly.

"Bring over all the clothes I asked you to prepare earlier."

Ling Qiqi had already sat up, her hair and clothes were disheveled, her arms around her knees, curled up at the innermost side of the couch.

Tears were still flowing uncontrollably from her eyes, and she stared at Ling Yi's every move in fear, like a frightened kitten.

From the first time he saw Ling Qiqi, she was radiant, cheerful, and arrogant. In his impression, he didn't even remember that she had ever cried. But now, she was so fragile and timid, and his heart was deeply hurt.

Suddenly someone outside the door said respectfully: "My Lord, the clothes are here."

"Put it at the door and move away."

"Yes." The person outside seemed to deliberately slow down his pace and trotted away.

After all the sound outside had died down, Ling Yi went over to open the door and brought in two large packages containing clothes.

He rummaged through the package for a while and threw a set of gray men's suit to Ling Qiqi.

"Put on."

Ling Qiqi looked at the clothes thrown over, then looked at Ling Yi, and reached out to take the clothes.

She really needed to change her clothes because her clothes had been torn to shreds in the struggle just now.

She wanted to take off her messy clothes, but Ling Yi had no intention of avoiding her. She could only turn her back as much as possible and change her clothes under his gaze, and the embarrassment turned into a greater humiliation.

Ling Qiqi changed her clothes silently while shedding tears silently. The kiss mark was faintly visible on her neck, still so glaring, but it no longer brought Ling Yi the same throbbing as before, but heartache and regret.

If he scared her, she would be even more unable to accept him, right? Or even hate him even more?

Ling Qiqi quickly changed into a set of men's clothing, which was surprisingly suitable in size. It seemed that Ling Yi had prepared it for her a long time ago. She combed her messy hair and tied it into a simple man's bun.

After seeing that she had tidied herself, Ling Yi walked to the couch, bent down, pulled out a dagger from his boot, and cut his palm. Blood gushed out instantly. He raised his bleeding hand and let the blood drip onto the couch.

Then he took the clothes that Ling Qiqi had just changed, wiped the blood off his hands, and then tore off a strip of cloth, bandaged the wound himself, and then threw the blood-stained clothes back on the couch.

Ling Qiqi looked at what Ling Yi did and seemed to understand his intention.

Ling Yi also picked out a set of clothes, put them on quickly, and then walked in front of Ling Qiqi and said to her in a tone that could not be refused:

"Come with me."

Ling Qiqi subconsciously took a small step back, her whole body revealing resistance.

Ling Yiquan saw it all, but still maintained an expression that did not allow for rejection. He walked forward, grabbed Ling Qiqi's wrist, pulled her out of the study and went to the backyard.

Ling Yi was not walking fast, Ling Qiqi followed behind him, and when they came to a small rockery, Ling Yi stopped. He pressed an inconspicuous stone on the ground, and with a rumbling sound, the rockery began to move, and in an instant, a dark secret passage appeared in front of them.

Ling Yi took out a fire starter from his arms and walked into the secret passage first. Ling Qiqi was also dragged in by him.

After walking a few steps, the stone door behind him closed by itself, and the secret room became dark, with only the faint light of the fire. Ling Qiqi subconsciously wanted to be closer to the light, so she unconsciously moved closer to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi felt Ling Qiqi's closeness, but he was not worried because he was watching her change clothes the whole time, so she had no chance to hide any hidden weapons. So, he knew that she might not be used to the dark, or was afraid of it.

He pulled the hand that was holding her wrist and slid it down gently, holding her hand. Her hand was slender and soft, but slightly cold, and he couldn't help but squeeze it gently, as if he wanted to transfer some warmth to her. Her hand shrank slightly, but she didn't try to break free from his grasp, and continued to let him hold it.

Ling Yi sensed a hint of her dependence on him, and felt secretly delighted, hoping that this secret passage could be longer.

After walking for about an incense stick of time, the secret passage finally reached the end. Ling Yi found a mechanism with the faint light of the fire starter. After twisting it, the door slowly opened.

The light outside was so bright that they couldn't open their eyes for a while. After slowly getting used to it, Ling Qiqi realized that they were now in a slightly old kitchen.

Ling Yi took her hand and walked out. This was an ordinary house with a shop in front and a yard in the back. There were a lot of charcoal piled in the yard. It should be a charcoal business.

It is not winter yet, so business is not very good. There are not many people in the yard. A man who looks like a waiter saw the two of them, bowed to Ling Yi, and then turned to go to the front shop.

After a while, a man who looked like a shopkeeper came hurriedly over. Just as he was about to salute, Ling Yi raised his hand to stop him and simply said:

"Hurry up and prepare the car. I want to leave the city immediately."

"Yes." The shopkeeper agreed and went to make arrangements.

Soon, a horse-drawn carriage was pulled to the backyard. The carriage was pitch black from transporting charcoal for a long time and looked very dirty.

The shopkeeper and the waiter who had just come over worked together to lift up the car panel, revealing a secret compartment.

The size of the secret compartment was roughly enough to accommodate one person. Ling Yi pulled Ling Qiqi over and was the first to roll over and enter the secret compartment. Then he said to Ling Qiqi in a semi-commanding tone:

"Come in."

Ling Qiqi was a little hesitant. If the secret compartment wanted to accommodate two people, they could only hold them close together in the most ambiguous way.

Ling Yi looked at her, his eyes full of warnings not to allow her to resist.

Ling Qiqi could only carefully crawl into the secret compartment. Ling Yi put his arm around her waist and she lay firmly on his chest.

Before she could adjust her position, the car panel was closed again, and the secret compartment was filled with darkness.

They were so close that Ling Qiqi could feel the regular rise and fall of his chest.

Soon, the carriage began to move, and their bodies kept rubbing against each other as the carriage shook.

Ling Qiqi supported the side panel of the secret compartment with one hand, trying hard to control her body and to have as little contact with Ling Yi as possible.