The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Li Anqi got up and went to the window.

Looking at the two lovebirds in the gilded cage on the veranda outside the window, he had a slightly melancholy expression.

"It has been so long since I've smelled the scent of freedom..."

Guo Yuandi lowered his head, and after a moment, slowly said.

“The inner courtyard of the mansion is like a deep palace, where loneliness and desolation are everywhere.”

"Those concubines in the cold palace never saw the emperor even once in their entire lives, so there were often some...unseemly stories circulating about them."

Guo Yuandi's eyes flickered as he glanced at Li Anqi, feeling a tightness in his throat before continuing.

"For example, having an affair with a guard... as a form of solace."

Zhilan's gaze darted rapidly between the two, a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She was eager to speak, but ultimately couldn't utter a word.

Li Anqi turned around and looked at Guo Yuandi, whose cheeks were slightly flushed.

After a moment, she smirked and spoke.

"Yes, the deep palace and cold courtyards can really drive people crazy."

"Fortunately, I live in the Prince Xiao's residence, so I can go out for some fresh air whenever I want."

The matter concerning Hao Ge has now been settled.

Ling Luo's previous ban on her was naturally invalidated, and he had no reason to restrict her personal freedom anymore.

At least that's what she thinks.

Guo Yuandi nodded, his smile somewhat forced and perfunctory, "Your Majesty is right."

After sending Guo Yuandi away.

The usually composed Zhilan appeared unusually anxious.

She carefully closed the doors and windows, then hurriedly went to Li Anqi's side.

His tone was full of worry and anxiety.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Guo just now... just now he clearly intended to seduce you!"

"What will we do if the Prince finds out about this?!"

Li Anqi remained calm, gently skimming the tea foam with the lid of his teapot, and spoke slowly.

"Previously, I had no choice but to use a trick to deceive him, which made him believe that we were husband and wife."

"It's understandable that he's having these thoughts now."

Fortunately, Imperial Physician Guo is a virtuous and upright man.

"Besides, it is I who have always been indebted to him."

"If this happens again, just pretend you don't know and let it pass like today."

Zhilan nodded, seemingly relieved.

"Your Majesty is right, this is the only way..."

Ever since Hao Ge submitted to the Third Prince.

Ling Luo was often nowhere to be seen, and no one knew what she was busy with.

But every time he returned to the Prince's Mansion, he still stayed at Li Anqi's Fuying Garden.

"I tasted the osmanthus cake you sent last time, and it was quite delicious."

Ling Luo ordered Li Anqi to undress him.

He raised his arms and suddenly uttered these words.

Li Anqi paused slightly, looked up at him, and gently loosened the sash of his inner garment at the waist.

The man's physique remains perfect.

The messy, frightening scars on his body were much fainter than when I first saw him.

Li Anqi paused, picked up the scar repair cream on the table, and began to apply the medicine to him.

Her slender, cool fingertips traced circles on his abdominal muscles.

Do not know why.

His abdominal muscles contracted slightly, and he let out a hoarse "uh".

He will never feel pain.

Instead, it was some other kind of reaction...

Li Anqi frowned slightly, meeting his restrained yet intense gaze, and dared not make another move.

Ling Luo's chest heaved slightly as he stared intently at her oval face.

A large, burning hot hand grasped her slender, white wrist and pressed it forcefully against his chest.

"continue."

Li Anqi's cheeks flushed instantly. She struggled slightly, but he held her even tighter.

"If I wanted to, I could threaten you in a hundred ways."

Ling Luo's gaze grew increasingly intense, and his voice was deep and hoarse.

"Continue as before."

Li Anqi's heart skipped a beat.

My heart pounded for no reason, and I dared not look him in the eye again.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally reached out her finger again and gently touched the scar on his skin.

Li Anqi's movements were gentle and slow.

Ling Luo's breathing became increasingly heavy.

His gaze, like a burning flame, was fixed on her face, as if he wanted to etch every expression of hers into his heart.

Suddenly, the air seemed to ignite instantly.

He seemed to lose control, forcefully pulling her into his arms, holding her tightly, and resting his head on her shoulder, panting heavily.

Li Anqi hurriedly reminded him, "Your Highness promised me three years..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ling Luo fiercely sealed her lips with his.

Without the slightest hesitation, he began his invasion directly and domineeringly.