: "Many thanks to you幾位大哥, and also to 媽媽 for your concern. This woman will certainly repay everyone’s kindness."Seeing Qilin so well-behaved, the madam收斂了幾分鄙視，說道"madam seemed to know right from wrong...Chapter 42 As You Wish, Exclusive on 17K

Zi Lin knew that everything would eventually come to light, so she had already prepared herself mentally for the consequences. She thought she was ready.

"Look up."

Zi Lin slowly raised her head and saw Feng Changqing lying sideways with Bu Yao in his arms; Bu Yao looked blissfully happy, her long hair scattered across his shoulder, covered only by a very soft blanket, revealing red marks on her neck. No matter how she looked at it, Bu Yao was incredibly beautiful.

Feng Changqing gently stroked Bu Yao's long hair and brought it to his nose, inhaling deeply.

"Since Concubine Zi has prepared such a beauty for me, why didn't you say so earlier" Feng Changqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hide the icy coldness in his eyes. He had thought that besides indifference, there would be some other emotion in Zi Lin's eyes, but after staring at her for a long time, she still looked like she was waiting for whatever punishment he might give her. Suppressing his anger, he continued: "Tell me, when did you start caring about picking wives for me Or did someone tell you something"

Zi Lin watched Feng Changqing calmly showing his anger, thinking him quite capable. However, the person in his arms, Bu Yao, wasn't as calm; fear in her eyes was like an incoming tide. Zi Lin could almost hear her screaming.

"Your Majesty, all of this is my own doing." If she said anything about Bu Yao, her bed would probably become Bu Yao's tombstone. She did all this not for Bu Yao but for those starry eyes. So she added: "If Your Majesty is satisfied, I will start arranging it immediately."

"Satisfied Yes, very much so. How could the Emperor be dissatisfied with such meticulous arrangement" Rising from the bed and leaving, his body was perfectly exposed as he had nothing to cover himself; Feng Changqing finally saw a hint of blush on Zi Lin's face along with her deliberate avoidance of eye contact. It was because of this that the blood in him slowly started boiling.

Zi Lin lowered her eyes, trying to stay calm. Now she could feel the lust surrounding Feng Changqing, replacing his earlier anger and slowly approaching her.

This isn't good, Zi Lin thought, quickly bowing and saying: "I will start arranging it immediately."

"Leave." Feng Changqing raised his hand to say.

"Yes." Zi Lin turned around to leave; she finally escaped.

"Wait."

Zi Lin was taken aback, an uneasy feeling rising in her heart. She said: "Your Majesty, what is your command"

"I'm not asking you to leave." Stretching his arm out, he pulled Zi Lin into his embrace and said: "Let the others go."

"Your Majesty...," Zi Lin was about to speak when a large hand quickly covered her mouth.

Bu Yao had already dressed and was slowly walking to the door, softly saying, "Your servant takes her leave."

"Don't" Qi Lin raised her hand wanting to grab Bu Yao, but Bu Yao gave her a strange smile and kindly closed the door for her.

"Promise me that no matter what happens, you won’t become his woman."

"You must protect yourself."

Bai Qianye~Bai Qianye, Bai Qianye.

No, Qi Lin subconsciously bit down. When Feng Changqing's grip slightly relaxed, she immediately broke free and said, "Please honor your promise, Your Majesty."

He had once promised Qi Lin that without her consent, he would not touch her.

Who knew that Feng Changqing laughed dismissively and strode towards her, forcing her to take step after step back.

"Promise I did say so, but what have you done to me Do you still want me to keep my promise"

"No No." Qi Lin had already retreated to the end and had nowhere else to go. The door was not far away. Without thinking, she rushed towards it, but in the next second, someone grabbed her and pushed her against the wall with a jolt of pain that made her groan. Before she could cry out, her lips were sealed by Feng Changqing's hand.

Right now, Feng Changqing was like a ghostly figure, staring at her bloodthirstily. From the beginning, he knew that Feng Changqing liked hell flowers; now Qi Lin seemed to understand why he liked them.

"Tear~"

Tension made Qi Lin's eyes widen as she felt something cold in front of her and saw her clothes being torn off by Feng Changqing, who held it disdainfully before tossing it aside.

"Since you are my concubine, you should fulfill your duties. Not let others take your place, right" Feng Changqing leaned in close to Qi Lin and said, "Ah Xue, no wait, I should call you Qi Lin now, isn’t that right, Qi Lin."

"If I hadn't touched you today, would you ever have agreed No matter what I did," Feng Changqing was pleased with the beseeching look in Qi Lin's eyes. This was how she ought to look.

With his free hand, he seized Qi Lin’s struggling arm and raised it above her head, leaning down to plant a kiss on her chest, sending waves of sweetness that obliterated Feng Changqing's last shred of reason. Ignoring Qi Lin's trembling and struggles, Feng Changqing slammed her onto the ground, tearing off what little remained as protection. At this moment, he only wanted to possess Qi Lin.

Qi Lin struggled with all her might, but Feng Changqing was like a piece of iron, pressing down on her without regard for her resistance and gradually infringing upon her. She was like a rag doll; all her struggles were in vain.

"N-no."

But before she could scream, an excruciating pain instantly took away her consciousness.

The agony was unbearable; it felt as though her body were being torn in two. At that time, the madam of Drunken Flower Pavilion had said that taking Beauty Red would be several times more painful than a maiden's first encounter, and its effects would take hold during intercourse, acting like a catalyst.

"Stop." She might have been hypnotized by the drug in just another second. So she didn't want that to happen. "No, no."

Qi Lin began flailing about haphazardly, but her struggles only made Feng Changqing even more frenzied. Even though her fingernails were already embedded in his flesh, he remained indifferent.

"Feng Changqing~"

"Ugh." Feng Changqing grunted and paused, glancing at the hairpin Qi Lin was holding. Drops of blood still fell from it, while blood was spurting out of his arm; however, what he cared about most was Qi Lin.

At this moment, Qi Lin felt only panic and fear. Trembling as she held onto the hairpin, she stared with wide eyes without blinking so that her tears wouldn't fall.

"Qi Lin~" Feng Changqing suddenly realized her condition and pulled out of her immediately. Reaching out to touch her, he was pricked again by the hairpin before his hand could even reach her skin.

Every time Feng Changqing moved, Qi Lin would subconsciously jab the hairpin into his arm; this happened ten times in a row until finally, he wrapped her up carefully with the bedsheet and stopped touching her altogether.

"I'm sorry," Feng Changqing whispered, but Qi Lin showed no reaction. Even after he had dressed himself and left, she still did not respond.

"Your Majesty."

Feng Changqing turned around in surprise, only to see those lifeless black eyes staring at him—had he really made a mistake

"Please issue an imperial decree forbidding anyone from entering Moonview Palace until the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet. And Your Majesty, please show favor equally to all concubines and temporarily forget about Moonview Palace." Qi Lin spoke indifferently; such polite words were just a habit, and she ended with a professional smile saying "I bid Your Majesty farewell."

"As you wish."

After Feng Changqing left, the room was silent except for Qi Lin's breathing—ominously so.

Qi Lin buried her face in her arms. She hated Feng Changqing, but she hated herself even more; her body had reacted despite everything. If she had hesitated just a bit longer, she would have fallen into the trance. No matter how she looked at it, Qi Lin found such a self-disgusting.

Since that night, no one disturbed Qi Lin anymore. However, Green Bamboo would still tell her about what was happening in the palace every day.

The next day after that event, Long Ye confessed to all the ministers that he had been behind the rumors of the ghostly figure and presented evidence of his collusion with the barbarians. Feng Changqing, considering him a member of the royal family, gave him a cup of poison as a full-body funeral. At the same time, Feng Changqing announced that Bu Yao was an undercover agent sent by him. For her efforts in uncovering the truth about the ghostly figure this time, he granted her the rank of concubine and bestowed upon her the title of Mei Concubine, second only to Qi Lin.

Qi Lin thought that Bai Qianye would never appear before her again after that. At least not like how it used to be.

"You're here." Looking at Bai Qianye's figure, Qi Lin continued to untie her sash. Since the night Feng Changqing left, Qi Lin hadn't allowed anyone to serve her anymore. "Is there a mission for me this time Oh right, if you want to blame me for not following Zi Yin's advice, feel free."

In response, Bai Qianye’s hand came to rest on her waist and his breath brushed against the back of her neck.

Qi Lin casually removed Bai Qianye’s hand and stepped aside. She smiled and said, "What is it You're here for nostalgia"

"I'm still here," Bai Qianye hugged Qi Lin tightly and said, "In front of me, you don't need to pretend. I've told you before, that was your last mission. From now on, just be my Bai Qianye's woman."

"Those who have harmed you will receive a hundredfold in return," he vowed.

Bai Qianye,

Qi Lin gave a cold laugh and stroked his face. "To what identity do I belong as your woman Qi Lin's, the pawn's, or something else I am no longer that Qi Lin who belongs solely to you; my body has already..."

"I don't care."

"But I do," Qi Lin clutched Bai Qianye’s clothes tightly and tears began to fall, dripping onto her sleeves as she continued. "I once thought that if one day you were to rule the world, even with a harem full of beauties, it wouldn't matter; even though my world doesn’t accept sharing a lover with another woman. But this is your world, so I would follow its rules."

"But I can't accept being touched by someone else," turning away from Bai Qianye without looking back, Qi Lin was a person of the 21st century who had spent a long time accepting polygamy in ancient times. But she couldn’t convince herself to be at peace with another man touching her now. "Bai Qianye, I'm sorry."

She had failed to keep their agreement.

"I love you," Bai Qianye declared.

Qi Lin was stunned, thinking she must have heard wrong. She turned around and looked at Bai Qianye in disbelief, her voice trembling as she asked, "You... what did you say"

Feng Changqing gave her the rank of concubine and bestowed upon her the title of Mei Concubine, second only to Qi Lin.

"I love you," Bai Qianye smiled slightly, lifting Qi Lin horizontally and placing her on his lap. He gently stroked her cheek and said softly, "I love you. I don't care about anything else, I hope you understand."

Looking into Bai Qianye's gentle eyes, Qi Lin couldn’t hold back any longer. She threw herself into Bai Qianye’s arms. That was enough.iddle waiting for Qi Lin to follow her in.Qi Lin walked in and took a look around; the room wasn't big but was simply furnished. The two small beds were clean. Overall, it was much better than the cro...