The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack: The Evil King's Doctor Consort's Ent

Isn't Chapter 55 better this way?

Mo Jiuxiao suddenly turned around, staring intently into her thoughtful eyes, and approached step by step, causing Gu Lingzhi to involuntarily take a step back.

With her lower back resting on the table, Gu Lingzhi had nowhere to retreat but to stand there and look up at him.

Mo Jiuxiao's gaze was calm, a suppressed anger lurking in his eyes: "You don't like it?"

Gu Lingzhi raised her neck, her fair face and delicate skin so close to Mo Jiuxiao's eyes: "What?"

She was momentarily lost in thought, completely unable to figure out what Mo Jiuxiao was asking.

He moved closer again, placed his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her palms.

The thought of Gu Lingzhi's recent actions of getting close to another man filled him with a deep sense of disgust.

That feeling was something he had never experienced before, something so unfamiliar to Mo Jiuxiao.

He had a thought at the time, and even wanted to chop the person Gu Lingzhi had touched into pieces.

It must be said that although Zhang Rong is not very brave, his intuition about danger is quite accurate, and he ran away in time.

Mo Jiuxiao slightly curved the corners of his lips, but his eyes revealed doubt: "Could it be that you are not satisfied with me? Don't worry, I will definitely make you unable to get enough of me!"

"..."

Gu Lingzhi was overwhelmed with shock.

She originally thought Mo Jiuxiao was asking her if she liked him, but she didn't expect that even at this point, his mind was still full of romantic thoughts.

Even Gu Lingzhi, who came from an open era, was teased so much that she blushed and her voice seemed to be out of control, making it difficult to utter a sound.

She could only stare wide-eyed at the man getting closer and closer.

Mo Jiuxiao casually tore off his robes and lowered his eyes slightly when he saw that Gu Lingzhi was silent.

In his eyes, Gu Lingzhi's silence and lack of rebuttal meant she agreed.

He picked her up and carried her straight to the bed. She leaned against his strong, muscular chest, feeling the warmth emanating from him.

Her cheeks flushed instantly.

Grasping his arm, Gu Lingzhi struggled for a moment, then closed her eyes and thought carefully.

She didn't exactly hate being with Mo Jiuxiao, but she felt a sense of resentment.

She's not a casual person. If their relationship were legitimate, things would be fine, but now, things are completely different.

"Mo Jiuxiao!"

Gu Lingzhi became serious.

She gritted her teeth, raised her bloodshot eyes, and said to him, "If you want it... it's not impossible, but there's one condition."

Her eyes held a fierce glint, along with an undeniable pride.

“I am not your slave, nor a plaything you can discard at any time. If you want to touch me again, you must give me a proper status.”

This is the dignity she desires.

She spoke so calmly that the entire atmosphere froze.

Gu Lingzhi lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She tightened her fingers, leaving a red mark on Mo Jiuxiao's arm.

What will he do?

Should we continue against her wishes, or listen to her and wait until that day really comes?

Gu Lingzhi didn't really care much about titles or status, but what she wanted was a kind of affection that was even more important than that.

My love will last a lifetime, until death do us part.

"What did you say?"

Mo Jiuxiao stopped what he was doing. Although he was still holding Gu Lingzhi, his eyelids drooped.

Looking at Gu Lingzhi's very firm and serious eyes, my heart was slightly touched.

"You want a formal title?"

Gu Lingzhi's ears burned a little. These words sounded like she was confessing her love, but they were actually Gu Lingzhi's most basic requirements for her other half.

If Mo Jiuxiao chooses the former, fine, but in this lifetime, she will never give up her heart.

If it's the latter, she is seriously considering whether or not to marry Mo Jiuxiao.

She nodded again, her determination unwavering: "Yes, this is exactly what I want. If Your Highness cannot give it to me, please do not touch me."

Mo Jiuxiao felt a surge of irritation and suddenly gripped Gu Lingzhi's arm tightly: "Isn't this better now?"

His words struck Gu Lingzhi's heart like a thunderbolt.

Is it like this now?

So what? He is a prince, and she is the daughter of a traitor, exiled to the frontier as a military prostitute, a slave whom everyone can humiliate.

Is this good enough?

When Mo Jiuxiao gets tired of her, he'll discard her like worn-out shoes, and that would be perfect.

Mo Jiuxiao's words chilled Gu Lingzhi to the bone.

She smiled softly, a smile that held a hint of allure and coldness: "I understand what Your Highness means. I'm sorry, Lingzhi cannot play this game with you!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Mo Jiuxiao was stunned, she suddenly broke free from his embrace.

She simply adjusted her clothes, then looked up, her face gradually hardening like ice and snow.

Upon seeing Gu Lingzhi's retreating figure, Mo Jiuxiao's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly.

He sensed that if Gu Lingzhi crossed that threshold today, he would lose something very important to him.

Gu Lingzhi glanced sideways at Mo Jiuxiao, her face expressionless, even indifferent.

"Since Your Highness has never thought about these things, please don't remember me in the future. If Your Highness likes to force things, I will let you experience what it means to regret."

The voice was incredibly ruthless, even carrying a hint of murderous intent.

But in an instant, those arms wrapped around her waist and held her tightly.

Mo Jiuxiao pursed his lips, a cold glint in his eyes: "Gu Lingzhi!"

When Gu Lingzhi heard her name uttered from those thin lips, her heart suddenly trembled for some reason.

"Since it's the path you chose, I hope you won't regret it in the future!"

Gu Lingzhi tilted her head back and stared intently into Mo Jiuxiao's eyes.

What did he mean by that? Those dark eyes, with a hint of purple light, seemed to be impossible to see through. Gu Lingzhi felt a mix of emotions.

What secrets are hidden in Mo Jiuxiao's words? Why is he afraid that she will regret it?

Gu Lingzhi has never regretted anything in her life, and she is not afraid of regret.

"Yes, I said I would follow you as long as you can give me the status I want."

For her, becoming Mo Jiuxiao's wife was an insurmountable challenge.

Putting aside the fact that her identity as the daughter of a traitor has not been resolved, even with her current identity, she is still pretending to be a man.

Mo Jiuxiao stared at her for a moment, and seeing that what she said didn't seem like a lie, he didn't say anything more, but turned around and went back into the bathroom.

Gu Lingzhi curled her fingers slightly.

She let out a long breath and looked up at the night sky outside.

This has temporarily stabilized her relationship with Mo Jiuxiao, as Mo Jiuxiao will not touch her for the time being, which is a good thing for her.

After changing her clothes and putting on the human skin mask, Gu Lingzhi went out of the inn and found Zhang Rong.

Zhang Rong had prepared a carriage and was waiting for her outside. She was somewhat surprised to see that she had come out alone, leaving Mo Jiuxiao inside.

"Isn't Your Highness coming?"

Gu Lingzhi shook her head, her expression somewhat bitter.

She didn't know whether what Mo Jiuxiao said was true or false, but the relationship between her and him was quite strange.

"Never mind him, let's go."

Hearing Gu Lingzhi speak so casually, as if she had a very good relationship with Mo Jiuxiao, Zhang Rong admired her even more.

The carriage then arrived at the entrance of the Qingshui Casino, where a lively and noisy atmosphere prevailed.

Gu Lingzhi followed behind Zhang Rong, who had already changed his clothes. He wore a dark blue brocade robe, which made the young general look very elegant. With his handsome face, it was obvious that he was the son of some official in the capital.

This capital city of Beiyi is teeming with high-ranking officials and nobles; one could easily bump into one while walking down the street. So it's not surprising that the sons of these stewards are here.

However, some sharp-eyed people recognized Zhang Rong at a glance.

"Isn't this General Zhang!"

Zhang Rong was visibly nervous. He had never been to such an occasion before. The Zhang family now consisted of a bunch of women, with him as their only son, and the family was very strict.

Gu Lingzhi followed behind Zhang Rong and whispered, "Don't be afraid, the Prince will back you up."

Zhang Rong said nervously, "What if my mother finds out..."

"I will personally inform Madam Zhang!" Gu Lingzhi naturally knew what Zhang Rong was worried about. After giving him a word of advice, she led him with her head held high to Yang Tianrui's table.

Yang Tianrui sat opposite him like a big shot. The dealer opened the dice cup, and soon a burst of excited cheers came from the crowd.

Zhang Rong glanced at Gu Lingzhi. Gambling is all about luck; how could you possibly win every time? "Are you sure you can do it? If you lose, how can the plan proceed?"

Gu Lingzhi raised an eyebrow slightly and focused her gaze on the dice.

"It's okay, I have a talent, my intuition is very accurate."

She was just saying that casually. She wasn't relying on intuition, but rather because her uncle was a notorious gambler and a pioneer in the gambling world. She had been exposed to it a lot when she was young and had picked up some of it from a young age.

She had absolutely no problem with this simple and basic thing.

The dice game mainly tests one's hearing. Gu Lingzhi has keen senses and, with her past training, she is very good at winning in this situation.

The two sat directly opposite Yang Tianrui.

Young Master Yang Tianrui had long forgotten about the carriage he had hijacked that morning, and he had no idea who they were.

But he recognized Zhang Rong, who was dressed neatly and cleanly.

It wasn't him who recognized him, but the middle-aged man who looked like his butler. He whispered, "Young Master, that looks like the young master of the Zhang family."

"The Zhang family?" Yang Tianrui suddenly sneered, "I just happen to have a bad feeling about those orphans and widows in the Zhang family. This time, I'll see how I deal with them."

Yang Tianrui had been a casino enthusiast for many years, and with the addition of some skilled players he had recently hired, his winning rate had increased significantly. In his eyes, Zhang Rong was now a lamb to the slaughter.