The next day, Fengyi Palace remained as calm as ever, with no one else around except for the guards standing at the gate.

Their brightly colored clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Yu Qianqian woke up from her deep sleep again. She first stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open for a few seconds, then stretched comfortably and slowly realized that she was full of energy at this moment.

I vaguely remember being in such a state of near-death not long ago, how did I get better in the blink of an eye?

Could it be...?

Just as she was racking her brains about what to do last night, in her hazy state, she turned her hazy gaze slightly and saw a vivid and erotic picture of a handsome man in a erotic scene.

Only then did she realize that there was a living person next to her, a man who was completely naked!

She rubbed her eyes, making sure she wasn't seeing things, and then screamed in fright, "Mu... Mu Beichen... when did you get here?"

The man lying on his side next to Yu Qianqian heard a sudden shout, but he didn't react with the same shock as she did. He simply turned over lazily, raised his eyes slightly to look at her, and gradually revealed a fawning smile.

"My Empress, please don't shout like this so early in the morning. It's scaring me half to death." Mu Beichen leaned on his elbow, facing her sideways, his beautiful eyes fixed on her flushed face, his smile growing wider.

Sunlight streamed through the bed curtains, illuminating the petite woman before him. Beneath the brocade quilt, her skin, seemingly exposed yet subtly revealed, appeared even more translucent and alluring, tempting him to commit a crime.

With a gentle lift of his wrist, Mu Beichen's smile gradually faded. Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he suddenly turned her around, cupped her small face in one hand, and gazed at her intently with endless doting eyes.

He pressed his face against hers and gazed at her intently for a long time before slowly speaking softly, "Qianqian... it was all my fault in the past. As long as you're not angry with me, from now on, I'll do whatever you want, okay?"

When Mu Beichen said this, his tone was one of long-lost gentleness. His voice was deep and resonant, making it highly recognizable.

Yu Qianqian was also staring at him intently, remaining silent for a long time. However, her gaze was not as gentle and tender as Mu Beichen's. With just one glance, a cold glint pierced through their eyes.

Mu Beichen remained in the same position, supporting himself with his arm as he lay on his side. No matter how long Yu Qianqian remained silent, he was willing to patiently wait for her response. His peach blossom eyes clearly reflected the beautiful woman's fair skin and delicate face, and he lingered there for a long time, still feeling unsatisfied.

However, after waiting for most of the day, she finally spoke, and she blurted out, "I want freedom."

The crisp sound was devoid of any warmth, like a sharp sword being drawn swiftly and decisively.

Mu Beichen's gaze slowly faded, as if he hadn't heard the voice at all. He didn't respond, nor did he move an inch.

Yu Qianqian lay motionless beneath him, her bright eyes slightly raised. Her once sharp gaze fixed on Mu Beichen's face, slowly becoming dull, but her tone was unusually cold.

"Mu Beichen, I, Yu Qianqian, am a person of flesh and blood, not a plaything to be manipulated. Please, for the sake of the fact that I once truly loved you, let me go."

Upon hearing this, Mu Beichen could no longer remain calm; in an instant, his face darkened.