She was buried alive at the start, but she's determined to smash her ex-husband's head in

Zhao Huarong was most afraid of bringing up what happened back then, so she immediately cried and admitted her mistake to Emperor Xuande, saying that she would be careful with her words and actions in the future and would never violate the palace rules again.

Emperor Xuande still felt sorry for her and waved for someone to help her up.

Clearly, Pei Zhaoan's target was Xu Hanzhang, and he embellished the story of Xu Hanzhang's outrageous behavior that night. Naturally, Emperor Xuande did not let him off easily. Not only did he punish Xu Hanzhang by deducting his salary, he also beat him so badly that he could not get out of bed for half a month.

Zhao Huarong's heart was breaking, but she dared not utter another word.

It wasn't until she returned to the palace and heard from the palace maids that she learned about the affair between Pei Zhaoan and Lin Qingwei, which made her so angry that she smashed a lot of things.

"So it was all to avenge that bitch! Lin Qingwei! It's you again!"

She narrowed her eyes, her expression twisted and sinister.

She said to the palace maid beside her, "Didn't Father Emperor send someone to ask who I want as my study companion? Go tell Xiao Lu Zi that I like Miss Lin."

The palace maid bowed and said respectfully, "Princess Yuanjia recently spoke to her about it; she also likes Miss Lin."

Zhao Huarong gave a cold laugh. Zhao Yuanjia had been opposing her for a long time, so it wasn't surprising that he chose Lin Qingwei.

"Then let's go with Song Miaoyan. It would be quite interesting if the two of them met."

"Yes."

When Pei Zhaoan returned to the manor, Lin Qingwei had been waiting for a long time.

This was her third time visiting the Grand Pavilion's residence. Everything around her still had that familiar cold and damp feeling, and the ivy covering the courtyard concealed the bloodstains of countless people.

The cold green always sends chills down your spine.

Despite the inexplicable attentiveness shown to her by the people in the manor, Lin Qingwei still felt somewhat uneasy.

Pei Zhaoan had just entered the mansion when he heard a servant report that Lin Qingwei had arrived. His face showed an unusually cheerful smile, and he even quickened his pace. Just as Xia An was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Chunqi standing not far away with a look of utter despair on his face.

My heart skipped a beat.

Lin Qingwei immediately stood up upon hearing footsteps and looked up to see Pei Zhaoan's lingering faint smile.

She rarely saw him smile so genuinely, but she felt relieved, thinking that he must be in a good mood.

"You've arrived." Pei Zhaoan said with a hint of self-satisfaction, just as he was about to tell Lin Qingwei what he had done in the palace, when he saw Lin Qingwei hand him an account book.

"These are the accounts that you asked me to find, the accounts of Prince Duan's embezzlement."

Pei Zhaoan casually tossed the things onto the table: "You probably came to see me for more than just this."

Chunqi could have easily done it for her; there was no need for her to come in person. Apart from what they had discussed this afternoon, Pei Zhaoan couldn't think of any other reason.

He was filled with anticipation, eager to hear the answer he had been waiting for for six years.

Lin Qingwei nodded and said, "I've considered your conditions."

"Hmm, and then?" He asked impatiently, his eyes shining as he stared at Lin Qingwei.

"I don't think it's appropriate. I won't break off the engagement with Ayan, at least not in the next six months," Lin Qingwei said. "I've gotten what you wanted, and our deal should also be..."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Zhaoan, with a gloomy face, covered her mouth.

Like the sky before a storm, it was dark and eerily quiet. He seemed to be surrounded by a dark aura, his entire being filled with suppressed emotions.

Why? She rejected him?

Because of Qi Yanzhi?

A man who only knows how to say nice things?

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Lin Qingwei. She had nowhere to hide and felt like prey being targeted, about to die in his clutches at any moment.

But subconsciously, Lin Qingwei felt that Pei Zhaoan wouldn't really hurt her.

She stretched out her arm to reach the ledger on the table and presented it to Pei Zhao'an again, but Pei Zhao'an carelessly threw it away and looked at her.

Q: "I'll give you another chance. Tell me again what your decision is."

Pei Zhaoan released his grip, and Lin Qingwei took deep breaths of fresh air, then took the string of jade beads off her wrist and slapped it onto the table.

"I have made myself very clear. I will not break off the engagement with Ayan, and I ask the Grand Secretary not to do anything out of line in the future."

It was just a cooperative relationship to begin with, so why did Pei Zhaoan have to get so angry every time?

The string of emerald green jade beads was dazzling. The tension that had been taut in Pei Zhao'an's mind for many years finally snapped. He suddenly felt ridiculous and couldn't help but laugh.

His laughter made Lin Qingwei feel uncomfortable, and she wanted to escape.

But she couldn't escape.

Pei Zhaoan frantically grabbed her hand and put the bracelet back on. Using the momentum, he pulled Lin Qingwei into his arms. Before she could say a word, Pei Zhaoan pinched her chin and kissed her.

Lin Qingwei felt a storm of kisses on her lips, a kiss that was anything but gentle, almost as if it would swallow her whole, and her mind went blank.

It hurt and numb at the same time, and an unknown itch crept up her spine. She lost all her strength and turned into a pool of spring water, her cheeks flushed as Pei Zhaoan held her in his arms.

Her head tilted back uncontrollably, her neck curving into a crescent shape. His fingertips traced across the skin of her neck and reached the back of her head, gently supporting her.

When she realized what the other person was doing, Lin Qingwei immediately used all her strength to slap him and try to push him away, but they seemed to be stuck together. No matter how Lin Qingwei moved, she couldn't separate them. Instead, they became tighter and tighter.

Pei Zhaoan held Lin Qingwei captive with one hand and pressed her head down with the other. His breathing became heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

Her soft lips were kissed until they were a bright red, glistening with moisture, like a ripe cherry about to burst with juice.

The words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them, but they became a fatal temptation in Pei Zhaoan's ears.

Lin Qingwei is going crazy!

She then bit down hard on Pei Zhaoan's tongue, thinking he would release her in pain, but to her surprise, this pervert kissed her even more fiercely after tasting the blood.

She shrank back, but he lifted her head forward and kissed her more deeply and intensely. Lin Qingwei couldn't breathe at all and felt like she was about to suffocate.

The people outside the door didn't dare to look.

Pei Zhaoan finally let go of her, only to be met with a merciless slap from Lin Qingwei.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up and saw Lin Qingwei with tears streaming down her face. His anger turned into helplessness. He reached out his hand in a panic but didn't dare to reach out.

Lin Qingwei picked up the account book from the ground and threw it in his face, her voice trembling with tears.

"Our cooperation is over. From now on, don't show your face in front of me."

Wiping away her tears, Lin Qingwei left the Grand Pavilion without a moment's hesitation. Chunqi hesitated whether to chase after her when she heard Pei Zhaoan's voice.

"No need to chase."

Even after leaving the Grand Pavilion, Lin Qingwei was still shaken. She touched her swollen lips and hissed in pain.

He's a complete madman!