Qianyan's kiss deepened.

Slowly, his lips began to move down, kissing her slender, white neck and delicate collarbone.

Mu Tiantian tried to bring herself back to her senses.

Just as he was about to undress her.

Then her soft, sweet voice rang out, "Ah Yan..."

Upon hearing this, Qian Yan stopped in his tracks; no one had ever called him that before.

His head was throbbing with excruciating pain.

Seeing that he reacted, Mu Tiantian sat up, took out a talisman from her clothes, and placed it in front of Qian Yan.

Upon seeing the amulet, Qian Yan was overwhelmed by a jumble of memories.

In the picture.

A woman smiled sweetly at him, holding a folded amulet in her hand, "Ayan, this is a protective amulet I drew for you, please keep it safe."

"For me?"

“Yes, things haven’t been going well for you lately, so I’m bringing some good luck,” she said. “I’ll let you in on a secret: the talismans I draw are much better than those in temples.”

"Then I'll draw one for you too."

Although he didn't believe in these things, he still carefully kept the talisman close to his heart.

"Draw it for me, can you?"

He gently patted her head without saying a word.

"You touched my head again, my hair must be all messed up. I want to touch yours too." She stood on tiptoe, trying hard to touch his head.

He smiled and bent down, letting her touch him as much as she wanted.

Mu Tiantian rubbed it twice before she was satisfied.

He bent down and hugged her, whispering in her ear, "Tian Tian, ​​you won't leave me, right?"

Her hand, which was stroking his hair, paused for a moment, and she said, "No."

He happily got up and kissed her forehead.

He drew a talisman for her and put it on her.

This was the first time he had hoped that the amulet would actually work.

Such a beautiful scene shattered in Qian Yan's mind.

Then came another memory, one he didn't want to see.

That day, she made delicious desserts for him to eat.

He felt an indescribable pain emanating from his internal organs.

He entered the room and saw her strangling her mother to death with her own hands; the mother died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.

He couldn't believe it, and struggling to speak despite being poisoned, he stammered, "Tian Tian...you...why..."

Mu Tiantian took out the amulet he had given her, lit it on the oil lamp beside her, and said coldly, "Why? There is no why. It is my honor to serve the Second Prince."

In front of him, she personally burned the talisman he had drawn for her...

Qian Yan covered his head and got out of bed; he wanted to get away from her.

He didn't want to see those memories.

But the split feeling in his brain made him unable to control his body.

Mu Tiantian walked up to him, looked at him, and slowly began to speak, "Ayan, I'm Tiantian... Mu Tiantian..."

He gazed into those eyes, the same ones he remembered, and could no longer bear the painful memories they held within him.

She finally fainted.

System: [What do you want to do?]

Mu Tiantian: [I want to take a gamble; I want to see Feng Qianyan.]

System: [How exactly do you want to bet?]

Mu Tiantian: [I bet he won't kill me.]

System: [Even if he doesn't kill you, what if he tortures you? You forgot that his primary personality is very volatile and his emotions are extremely unstable; the prisoners in that dungeon all died very tragically.]

Mu Tiantian: [I have hands and feet, I can fight back.]

As long as he doesn't intend to kill her, there's still room for maneuver.

System: [You're so weak, are you sure you can beat him? You've forgotten, he's a martial arts prodigy. Records show that when he led troops into the palace, he could fight a hundred men single-handedly.]

Mu Tiantian: [If all else fails... I still have you.]

System: [...I'm not sure if your actions will be considered suicidal, and the survival system might not be activated.]

Mu Tiantian: [You can activate it? Seventh level. The time has come to prove your strength.]

System: [Is this to prove my ability to break the rules...?]

Mu Tiantian: [With our relationship, breaking the rules once or twice is no big deal.]

System: [This system has stored emotions; please do not try to get too close.]

Mu Tiantian: [...I saw it, you're pretty stubborn too.]

Although Qitong said that, she knew that if her life was truly in danger, it would still break the rules to save her.

Anyway, it's not just once.

I wonder what will happen if the Seventh Bureau violates the rules too many times. Maybe we should just try to prevent it from violating the rules in the first place.

While Mu Tiantian and Qi Tong were talking, the person who had been lying unconscious on the ground stirred.

It looks like she's about to wake up.

Just to be on the safe side, she first went to check if the bedroom door could be opened.

If Feng Qianyan really wanted to kill her when he woke up, at least he could escape.

Feng Qianyan gradually woke up, his eyes were momentarily confused, and then began to turn red.

He stood up and saw the woman standing not far away. His eyes widened as painful memories surfaced.

Seeing his bloodshot eyes, Mu Tiantian nervously swallowed and softly called out, "Ayan?"

Feng Qianyan stared at her coldly, as if she were a dead person.

His reddened eyes looked as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.

For a fleeting moment, Mu Tiantian regretted it.

Was she too impulsive?

Feng Qianyan walked slowly toward her.

Mu Tiantian hesitated for three seconds, then immediately opened the door to her bedchamber and tried to escape.

However, the moment her hand touched the door...

A pair of large hands pressed against the door, trapping her between their arms.

"Mu Tiantian, how dare you show your face in front of me?" His words were filled with hatred.

Mu Tiantian slowly turned around and saw Feng Qianyan looking at her with resentment.

He reached out and grabbed her slender neck, sneering as he questioned, "What, do you want to avenge Feng Qianlin?"

Mu Tiantian instinctively grabbed his wrist, but before he could tighten his grip, she said, "No, actually I..."

"No? Mu Tiantian, do you think I'll still believe you?" Feng Qianyan said fiercely. "He's dead, killed by my own hands. Or do you want to go down and see him?"

A sinister smile curved his lips.

He gently stroked her fair skin with the pad of his calloused thumb.

With such a thin neck, it would break if he exerted any force.

But he didn't do that.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "Would you like to see his body?"

Before Mu Tiantian could speak, her wrist was gripped tightly by him.

He smashed the door to the palace with one blow and dragged her out of the palace.

The guards stood there dumbfounded.

Is the Emperor having another episode?

One of the guards quickly went to inform Quan Wufeng.

Feng Qianyan grabbed Mu Tiantian's waist and leaped up.

Mu Tiantian instinctively hugged him tightly.

"What, scared?" Feng Qianyan smiled wickedly and whispered in her ear, "How about I throw you off here?"

"Fine, if you want, just throw me off here." She glanced down at the ground dozens of meters above her and said indifferently, "If I fall from this height, I'll die a horrible death."