t imperceptible sigh, and I felt a twinge of anxiety—I hadn't meant to cause trouble, and it wasn't something I could have prevented. Was just looking going to get me in trouble too"I was being too im...According to Feng Shui, dripping water is considered bad luck. Then what about a single tear

Can tears become a curse

The moon cave bed is exquisitely carved with dragons and phoenixes, even the headboard is adorned with intricate designs.

Lilies surround, twin lotuses.

To imprison me in such a refined place, it's truly too high-grade.

The talisman on the bed frame moved without wind, curling slightly, a tiny invisible flame slowly burning it to ash, finally leaving two wisps of blue smoke.

Jiang Qiyun's figure appeared in the room, the hazy moonlight outside blending with him, as if bathed in the radiance of a deity.

He walked towards me step by step, his form becoming clearer and fuller until, when he leaned down and pressed himself against me, he was the familiar weight I knew.

“Hmph, Qingrui does know how to take care of you.” He sneered, stroking her smooth skin.

I stared at him, two streaks of tears still wet, soaking my temples, leaving dark marks on the satin.

Yes, she's clever and attentive to your needs, of course, she understands your thoughts.

"So, have you learned your lesson, Mu Xia Qiao"

I blinked, and the last two tears slid quickly down my face, disappearing into my hair.

Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and untied my bonds. Anyway, with me lying beneath him like this, there was nowhere to escape.

"Your brother has been found, and there's an old man too. Someone has already been sent to rescue him. As for the details, you can ask him yourself." He straightened up and gave me a cold profile view.

I reached out and grasped his hand, my fingers trailing up his forearm.

Actually, being proactive isn't difficult. After all these nights he's tossed me around, I already understood what needed to be done.

I hugged him from behind, my voice muffled as I asked, "Why are you doing this to me"

"...Why You don't understand anything, just rush headlong into it, what if something happens" He snorted coldly: "And you completely ignore me, I've warned you how many times, how many have you listened to If I don't discipline you, you really—"

His voice suddenly stopped, he turned his head to look at me with the corner of his eye, and at the same time, he grabbed my hand that had reached into his clothes.

I leaned over his shoulder, gazing into his dark eyes, the gold flecks within burning like embers of my desire.

After crying for so long, her eyes were a little hot and swollen. Her gaze flickered nervously when she looked at him, which only deepened the intensity of his stare.

When we are silent, I am always the first to admit fault.

"I'm sorry."

"How many times now Mu Xiaoqiao, how many times" He let out a slow sigh: "Your stubbornness deep down always makes me want to get angry."

Between the bed hangings I wasn't much afraid of him, except at first when I didn't understand why he was so fierce, thinking he was going to kill me that way.

Later, after knowing his purpose, the fear of death was gone and my heart felt much lighter.

And I know, as long as he furrows his brow or when he wants to question me, timely offering him the things he likes to bite on, delivering them to his mouth, can resolve many problems.

"...Mu Xiaoqiao, you... Mmm..."

Look, it's not difficult to stop him from speaking.

"...Old man, husband..."

His hand tightened suddenly, squeezing me hard.

I saw a warning in his eyes: Mu Xia Qiao, you "still" want to play tricks

He knew very well that I wouldn't become this "smart" out of the blue.

He jumped into my shoddy trap without hesitation because he's always so clear-headed, wanting only to see how I please him.

Outside, the cold wind cuts like a knife, and snowflakes flutter.

Within a single chamber, flames raged, intertwining with agonizing pain and bone-deep pleasure in a fierce clash. Neither yielded to the other.

What should I do.

Even if he was left with bite marks on his shoulders, scratch marks on his back, and a unique mark on his icy chest, it couldn't diminish the resentment in his heart.

The east was beginning to lighten, the curtains were silent. The silk sheets were damp and uncomfortable, so he ripped them off and threw them on the floor, pulling the blanket over us and closing his eyes.

As usual, I would have fallen asleep several times by now, but today I'm strangely awake. Even though my body is exhausted, my mind is still alive and kicking.

"...where's that creepy mask of yours"

He entangled my fingers with his, knuckles interlacing, a tight grip. He lazily countered, "What's wrong"

"Before, why did you bring that mask"

"...You've never seen me before, and I don't want to show you my true face."

"Why was the seventh day on the car...My brother yelled at you, and you took it off"

“....Who made you cry like that back then!”

He growled impatiently, "Looking at you like this, you won't be getting out of bed today. If you keep asking so many boring questions, you won't want to get out of bed tomorrow either"

I felt myself smile, but when I reached up to touch my face, it was cold and wet.

Jiang Qiyun frowned, raised his head to glance at me, and reached out to touch the swollen red spot.

"Hurt"

"No, I miss my brother." I denied.

He’ll be fine, he'll be here tomorrow or the day after... go to sleep.

》》》

Two female disciples in padded jackets came to clean the room. When Shen Qingru saw the crumpled silk bedsheet lying on the floor, her face turned very ugly.

"Your Majesty praises you for being thoughtful and clever. I want to learn from you." I lay in bed, enduring the touch of someone else wiping me down.

Shen Qingrui rolled her eyes dismissively: "You've only served him for this short time. When you're no longer useful, the Emperor wouldn't tolerate a foolish woman who constantly makes him angry."

I smiled and twisted my aching neck, lying on my messy hair and looking at her: "You're right, you provoked him and made him angry, he was beaten by his ghost messengers until his mouth was bleeding; I confronted him head-on and angered him, I was punished so badly that I couldn't even get out of bed. I should learn to be smarter and avoid being drained."

Shen Qingrui's delicately made-up face twisted with anger: "Hmph, I'll be waiting to see how pathetically you end up!"

I narrowed my eyes, tit for tat...nd me"...It seems like there's only a red-cloaked female ghost and the ghosts raised by Chūlíng before that bothering me. Nothing else, right... I can see them, but I don't have a physique that attra...