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Su Peijiu immediately took out the Golden Hairpin in her hand, pointing the sharp end at him with a hostile tone: "If you dare to do anything to me, I will kill you!"
Qi Mo laughed disdainfully, looking at her expression as if she were a child. He paid no attention to her threats or warnings.
"Be good and don't hurt yourself." He stepped ashore, not a drop of water on him, his long hand open. "Give the Golden Hairpin to This King." He was afraid she would hurt herself.
"I will naturally put it down once you leave." Su Peijiu leaned against a table behind her, which held a vase half her height.
Qi Mo sighed, seemingly lamenting how Su Peijiu was brandishing her weapon in front of him, so weak and helpless. Before she could react, he had already snatched the hairpin from her hand and tossed it into the hot spring.
He then wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, a teasing smile on his lips: "Even if you don't leave, you can't threaten This King."
"You..." She opened her mouth to curse, but unexpectedly, his lips pressed down hard, sealing off her breath. The entanglement of their tongues nearly made her faint. He kissed her fiercely, greedily sucking the sweetness from her mouth without wanting to miss a single moment.
Gradually, he became unsatisfied with just their lips meeting; his large hand began to roam over her body, igniting flames of desire.
"I want you." He lowered his head and licked the corner of her lips before pulling her into the hot spring. The water quickly soaked their clothes; Su Peijiu's outer garment had already fallen to the side, leaving her in a thin undergarment that was nearly transparent.
Dazed from the previous domineering kiss, she leaned against his chest, feeling the heat radiating through their skin and the strong heartbeat beneath. Suddenly, her mind cleared!
She pushed him away forcefully and stepped back: "Qi Mo, you are insane!" If he touched her, she would ensure he would never have descendants!
Fortunately, Qi Mo did not pursue her; he simply stood in the pool, his dark clothing torn away to reveal a broad chest with clearly defined muscles beneath smooth skin.
He stood there, emotions flickering in his Azure Eyes. He laughed aloud for a long time before slowly reaching out his right hand to brush back the damp hair from his forehead.
"Since I met you, there has never been a moment when I wasn't crazy. Since you've left, why come back? Why do you appear before me and drive me mad?" He needed this woman before him to understand his feelings for her. He wanted to keep her close as much as possible; even if he had to temporarily distance himself for some undisclosed reasons, he didn't want anyone else coveting her because she was so beautiful.
Sometimes love becomes so humble that one desires to occupy another's body first—selfishly claiming it and convincing oneself that they still possess it and have not lost it.
Su Peijiu stared wide-eyed in disbelief and shook her head. Her hands clenched tightly in the water; he must be acting—he had to be... How could he have feelings for her? Their interactions were minimal.
When Qi Mo last spoke to her, she had undoubtedly been shocked. But upon reflection, they had little connection; the likelihood of a rogue suddenly falling deeply in love with you was less than finding a gold ingot on the street.
"Is it because of the Linglong Spine?" She stubbornly raised her porcelain-white chin, refusing to lower her head. "Is it because of the Linglong Spine that you, the fickle prince, have suddenly changed like this?"
"Qi Mo, do you think too little of people? I can clearly tell you that the Linglong Spine is not with me. You don't need to waste your efforts pretending to be a lovesick fool; you might as well spend your time looking for someone outside!"
"Foolish?" Qi Mo approached Su Peijiu without any expression on his face. "Whether foolish or not, you must become mine today!" He reached out and grabbed her arm, pressing it against the edge of the water basin, his body leaning in closer.
In a situation where the strength of both genders was weak, she opened her mouth and bit down on his shoulder hard. When she saw he had no reaction, she suddenly shouted loudly, "Silver Dove! Silver Dove!" Although Black Crow might be more reliable, she couldn't let Qi Mo know what Nan Xie Tower truly meant just yet.
Qi Mo did not stop her, patiently waiting for her to tire before speaking. "Do you think I came here without any preparation? Not only did I deal with your Qiluo Garden maidservants, but I also took care of the hidden guards."
"What?" Even Black Crow was dealt with?
"So..." He reached out and held her chin, turning her face toward him. Leaning in, he gently bit her lips and whispered, "Be obedient and submit to me; otherwise, the safety of those in Qiluo Garden will not be guaranteed."
"Qi Mo, you are truly shameless!" She spat at him and struggled fiercely, feeling a sense of despair. If she really became his person, how could she face the souls of over two thousand Great Yan dead below?
"I am shameless..." He smirked wickedly, his gaze wandering over her face. "What I regret most is not being shameless enough with you earlier; otherwise, you would have been mine long ago, and there wouldn't be so many complications now..." His voice grew softer until only the sound of their breathing remained.
Su Peijiu bit her lip hard enough to draw blood and glared at him coldly. "Even if you possess my body, the Linglong Spine will never belong to you."
Seeing such a stubborn woman rejecting him, a nameless fire ignited within him. With an arrogant tone, he said, "You are mine; the Linglong Spine is also mine. This is an established fact... You better recognize this fact!" He tightened his grip around her waist and shoulders with force, and they heard the sound of silk tearing as she became half-naked.
Su Peijiu covered her chest with one hand while using the other to strike at his face. As expected, he caught her hand.
Qi Mo smiled ambiguously, his gaze unrestrained. "Is the princess angry out of shame?"
Seeing his teasing tone and reckless demeanor filled Su Peijiu with despair. She looked deeply at him before lowering her gaze. "...Since you've taken a liking to this body, then so be it..."
"Are you giving up resistance?" Although he was smiling, there was fury in his azure eyes.
Su Peijiu did not raise her head and could not see his expression; she could only smile bitterly. "If you want it, how can I stop you?"
"At least you have some self-awareness." The man coldly snorted, stepping forward to lift her up and then heading towards the soft couch by the hot spring pool.
"In my past life, I, Qi Mo, destroyed your country and ruined your life... I don't blame you for not forgiving me.
In this life, even if you hate me to the bone and wish for my death, I will still occupy your entire life, whether you are Qin Ge or Su Peijiu... Regardless of whether it's the past or this life, even if you die... you can only die in my embrace!
If you hate me, that's fine... at least it's better than forgetting me.
His body covered hers, kissing every inch of her skin. Listening to her cat-like moans, his eyes deepened as he descended...
This man loved the woman beneath him in a way that was painfully extreme... his love was humble, crazy, and secretive...
When Su Peijiu woke from her slumber, she found herself dressed in clean clothes lying on the couch, with no sign of that person beside her.
Her face was pale as she tried to sit up but was met with a tearing pain beneath her. She stared blankly for a moment before suddenly bursting into laughter, her voice growing louder. Looking at the canopy above her, she even laughed until tears streamed down her face...
How ridiculous...? She had calculated everything but never expected Qi Mo would humiliate her in this way, submitting to someone with whom she had a blood feud. Qin Ge, how laughable you are...
"…Master of the Building." Three short knocks came from outside the window; it was Black Crow.
He had failed in his duty as a subordinate; he could not protect Master of the Building. This dereliction of duty would haunt him for life!
He had never imagined that someone could possess such high martial arts skills. As the most skilled master of Nan Xie Tower, he could not withstand even three moves before being subdued like a child and thrown to his subordinate, a man named Leyang.
Such humiliation!
The woman on the couch wiped away her tears and took a few deep breaths before speaking gently, "Black Crow, is there something you need?" She couldn't let anyone from Nan Xie Tower worry; this was her own matter and should not involve them.
Black Crow's fists hung by his sides, opening and clenching tightly again before he hoarsely said, "…Master of the Building, are you... alright?"
Su Peijiu initially wanted to smile but found herself unable to do so. She had no choice but to speak in as calm a tone as possible: "I'm fine; what could possibly be wrong with me? You should go now; don't let anyone from the Prime Minister's Residence see you."
“...Yes.” The figure outside disappeared.
Su Peijiu stared blankly at the window for a while, forcing herself to endure the soreness and pain in her legs as she walked to the dressing table and sat down. Looking at her haggard face in the bronze mirror, she reached out to press down on it, only to see a deep red lip print on her wrist.
Pulling open her collar, there were marks everywhere on her neck and collarbone... everywhere were traces left by that person! Her Water Eyes turned red as she suddenly swept all the cosmetics on the table to the floor. Perhaps the noise was too loud, startling the maid outside.
“Second Sister?”
“I'm fine! Don't come in!” Her tone was cold as she looked at herself in the mirror.
The people outside knew Second Sister had a strange temper, so they decided to leave her alone.
Is it embarrassing?
How could it not be embarrassing?
Having fallen to this extent, do you still want to keep those shameful memories? He is no longer that boy who cherished and cared for her! Now he is ruthless and unscrupulous, completely disregarding anyone's feelings...
Tearing off the clothes she was wearing, which he had helped her put on... she dared not keep them!
Barefoot, she walked towards the hot spring, each step felt like stepping on blades, enduring the pain. The corners of her eyes glimmered with a cold light, seeming both sarcastic and cruel...
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