The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

This made Jiang Lingyue feel strange.

She looked at him and said indifferently, "I'm glad you can figure it out."

As long as he stopped bringing up the past, her life would be much more comfortable.

Qi Junyi smiled helplessly and wanted to hug her, but he had to hold back when he saw the pen in her hand.

Finally, he said, "Yueyue, can you be nicer to me?"

Don't be so cold all the time, as if you find it annoying to look at him any more.

Jiang Lingyue ignored him, let alone turned her head to look at him.

Her wrist was suspended in the air, and she was concentrating on copying the calligraphy.

The final touches were quickly added.

Jiang Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her wrist bones lightly, turned around and ordered the meal to be prepared.

Treat the people behind you as air the whole time.

Qi Junyi stood motionlessly in front of the desk, watching her back as she walked away, his face shrouded in shadow, blurry.

We had dinner in silence.

Everyone washed up and went to bed.

The next moment after getting into bed, Jiang Lingyue turned over and faced away from him.

Qi Junyi's eyes dimmed, and he felt a little helpless.

It is true that he is an emperor with countless beauties in his harem, but he has never been close to any woman.

I have absolutely no experience in coaxing people.

Should Lu Jingtong be summoned to the palace again to ask what he should do to win the girl's heart again?

Having made up his mind to send someone to the palace tomorrow, Qi Junyi sighed inwardly. He reached out to hold the girl's shoulders, applying gentle force, but she still didn't turn back.

After a few moments of silence, he stood up, moved closer, and held the person in his arms.

"Yueyue," Qi Junyi whispered, "It's time to relieve the effects of the medicine."

After he finished speaking, he felt the girl in his arms suddenly stiffen, and he said again: "No matter how much you hate me, don't be hard on your own body."

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

The corners of her lips twitched. "It doesn't have to be so frequent."

"You know better than me whether it's necessary or not." Qi Junyi said in a light tone, and his hand went to lift the hem of her skirt.

Jiang Lingyue hesitated for a moment and then let him go.

He's right.

She did feel a little uncomfortable.

Hot and dry.

Full of anger.

Since he is willing...

Why should she be reluctant?

By doing this, she no longer feels sore in her waist, legs, or tiredness.

And being served,... it feels quite comfortable.

There is no need to endure.

Compared to last night's shame and anger, Jiang Lingyue was much calmer this time.

In the dimly lit tent, she raised her hands to cover her eyes, trying hard to suppress her breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, His Majesty the Emperor raised his head, pulled down her hands that were covering her eyes, and inserted his knuckles one by one, interlocking his fingers with hers.

Those eyes, dyed red by desire, looked straight at her, pursed their lips, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How?"

"..." Jiang Lingyue was speechless for a moment, then, as if possessed by some mysterious force, she praised, "Your Majesty has excellent skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's expression changed visibly.

"Jiang, Ling, Yue!"

He grabbed her shoulders and glared at her fiercely, "What do you mean by that?"

"Do you think I am..." Qi Junyi couldn't continue, gritting his teeth and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will strangle you to death!"

"..." Jiang Lingyue was speechless again. She was not happy even after being praised.

Too lazy to argue with him, she reached out and pushed his shoulder, "Let go, I want to sleep."

Qi Junyi didn't let go. He swallowed his Adam's apple and whispered closer: "Is this enough? I can..."

"That's enough!" Jiang Lingyue interrupted his self-recommendation and said seriously, "Really, that's enough."

"You..." Qi Junyi used up all his self-control to get off her, feeling annoyed and wanting to curse, "You've suffocated me to death, just don't regret it."

"What do I have to regret?" Jiang Lingyue muttered softly.

Seeing him suddenly raise his eyes and glance over, his deep gaze concealing a look of unsatisfied desire, she immediately shut up and changed the subject, "Huayang said he's holding a chrysanthemum viewing banquet in two days and invited me to go out of the palace to join in the fun. Do you think I should go?"

Leaving the palace...

Qi Junyi was stunned for a moment.

He had already given her his jade pendant, which was a token that allowed her to command the imperial guards and enter and leave the palace freely.

And now, she actually came to ask him about leaving the palace to attend the banquet.

At Mount Sumeru, Qi Junyi understood what she was thinking.

Perhaps it was because he was murdered in his previous life that he was traumatized.

His heart ached, and he propped himself up on the bed with his arms, meeting her eyes. "Go if you want, wherever you want. Don't be afraid of anything. It's my responsibility to protect you, and I won't let anything happen to you."

His beloved girl, a noble concubine who would soon become the empress, was worried about her even leaving the palace, so he might as well not be the emperor.

In this life, His Majesty the Emperor has said many sweet words.

Whether it was direct or implicit, Jiang Lingyue could remain calm and act as if she didn't hear anything.

And at this moment, perhaps it was because of his gentle care just now that her body was really satisfied with him, or perhaps it was for other reasons.

In short, these words, which could not even be considered a love word, made Jiang Lingyue's heart suddenly shrink.

This is a very dangerous feeling.

…She was even familiar with it.

Jiang Lingyue frowned slightly and looked at him steadily.

I feel that the atmosphere between the two of them is too relaxed, which is not right.

His Majesty's ability to seduce people is growing. If this continues, she... she is afraid that she will repeat the same mistakes...

Jiang Lingyue pursed her lips and suddenly smiled, "I forgot to tell you that Chen Ziyu might also be going. If that's the case, can I still go?"

It’s not that I don’t care about the past.

Never bring up the past again?

So is it possible to just pretend that nothing happened?

Her eyes said so.

Qi Junyi narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a while, then suddenly reached out and touched her lips. It was unknown what he was thinking, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, go ahead."

“!!!” Jiang Lingyue’s pupils suddenly widened.

Inside, there was astonishment.

She just felt that the atmosphere between them was too good and they should have a fight and distance themselves from each other, so she deliberately wanted to piss him off.

how?

Has he really changed?

A man who is addicted to jealousy, petty, and extremely suspicious.

He was actually willing to let her leave the palace to attend a banquet where her 'old lover' might appear.

Seeing her shocked expression, Qi Junyi smiled and said, "I believe you are no longer interested in him, so there is nothing to worry about what happened before."

"It's just that you have to be careful about your behavior." He restrained his smile, looked at her deeply, and said seriously: "Yueyue, you can do whatever you want to me. Don't let me touch you. You can torture me if you want. There is only one thing: don't treat other men differently. I can't stand it."

Before him, she had been interested in an outstanding young man, and they had kissed intimately. He hated it so much that he wanted to go crazy, but it was a foregone conclusion.

Since it cannot be changed, he only asks for the future.

She didn't have to like him.

He did something wrong, so she would never be attracted to him again in her life, and he deserved it.

He admits.

But she can't have anyone else in her heart.

This is Qi Junyi's last bottom line.