Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

"The itching is gone."

Li Qingyan took Sannoye's hand. She knew that her tailbone was probably sore from sitting all day.

But the acupoints on her waist and hips are difficult to press, and she is ticklish, so they are not suitable for her.

Song Qinian saw all of this. His eyes were cold, and he almost thought they were going to continue their shamelessness and commit adultery in front of him.

After experiencing anger, shock, and then numbness, he thought that His Highness was probably deliberately retaliating against his rejection yesterday.

She thought he would be angry or sad, but she was destined to be disappointed.

These trivial matters will only affect him temporarily; he will not be swayed by these useless emotions.

He would even be glad that she did that.

After all, his goal was to leave the palace, and once he was out of the palace, he would never have to see these absurd things again.

Song Qinian conducted a serious and efficient popularization of the relationships between key personnel, and also conducted spot checks. Li Qingyan could only be thankful that she was currently under a blessing.

When it was all over, her mind was blank, she was in a daze from overworking her brain, and she felt weak and powerless, so she could only hurriedly say:

"It's over, Sannoye. Thank you. Go back to sleep. I'll stay at Ninghui Palace tonight."

I unexpectedly went to Wen Sheng's place last night, otherwise it would have been Song Qinian's turn long ago.

Although the selection of disaster relief personnel has been carefully considered to ensure that they are our own people, it would be better to have one more safeguard in order for everything to go smoothly.

More importantly, there's Mom.

Before, she was doing everything she could to save her own life, but if it really didn't work, there was nothing she could do.

But things are different now; it could even involve my mother's life.

She could be willful and not play with Song Qinian, but now that hugging him could change her situation, it proved that he was a potential catch.

She cannot and dares not give up on any potential partners; she has already lost her mother once, and cannot lose her a second time.

She must work hard and avoid being impulsive.

Song Qinian's pupils contracted slightly; he thought she would not stay overnight again.

But then he realized that she was resting here for the sake of a smooth day tomorrow, and also because of his grandmother, the Left Prime Minister.

Sannoye said "oh" and let go of her, got up and left. After taking two steps, she suddenly realized that she wanted to rest in Ninghui Palace.

So she wants to sleep with Song Qinian tonight.

She will be covered in Song Qinian's scent again.

But Song Qinian was her concubine, so it was normal for her to want to sleep with him.

Even if he didn't want to, he shouldn't have said anything. This was what the clan leader had always told him: jealousy and rivalry were taboo.

Those who have mastered the art of Gu poison, if they lose their sense of propriety due to jealousy and rivalry, will cause trouble and bring disaster to their clan.

Sannoye silently prayed for normalcy and returned to Fengyun Pavilion, but when he lay down on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep at all.

"That's normal..."

"That's normal..."

He didn't know how many times he said "normal," but even though it was normal, it made him feel somewhat abnormal.

After Sannoye left, Li Qingyan and Song Qinian had dinner together.

Li Qingyan wanted to say a few words to ease the tension, but she was too tired. She was also preoccupied with her own affairs after seeing the emperor, and had no energy to speak. Consequently, she ate very little for dinner.

Song Qinian immediately offered her a handkerchief, gesturing for her to wipe her lips.

After she finished wiping herself, seeing her tired and weary face, he said, "Your Highness, why don't you walk around for a while before resting?"

He spoke first, and Li Qingyan nodded, even forcing a smile: "Mm."

After getting up, I noticed that Song Qinian's sleeves were wrinkled for some reason, so I tried to smooth them out.

But she didn't catch him; Song Qinian raised his hand to avoid it.

She looked up in surprise, then belatedly realized that he thought she was going to take his hand? So she avoided it?

Song Qinian realized what was happening and explained in a low voice, "Your Highness, I cannot touch other people's sweat or saliva."

"My hands aren't sweaty right now." What excuse is he making? He just doesn't want her to touch him.

"Even the possibility of residue is unacceptable." Her hand was touched by Sannoye.

He doesn't want to, and can't, touch it.

Not to mention, there might be saliva.

Before Li Qingyan could speak, Song Qinian picked up a handkerchief and carefully wiped her hands clean.

"Your Highness, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just trying to prevent myself from getting a rash, and now I'm all better."

He slightly extended his hand, indicating that it was time to hold hands.

Li Qingyan didn't even look at him and left.

Although he was outstanding and handsome, she had no interest in being a simp. If it weren't for the need to steal the protagonist's spotlight and improve herself quickly, she wouldn't bother with his attitude.

Song Qinian paused for a moment, his hand clenched tightly, but for some reason a surge of joy and pleasure welled up in his heart.

"Your Highness," Song Qinian followed, "I apologize. I'm the one who upset you. If you're really angry, you can punish me."

He had never been treated like this before, but he couldn't help but smile slightly.

Li Qingyan was too lazy to speak.

Song Qinian followed behind her the whole way, casually talking to her along the way, but she ignored him, and his tone remained calm.

Until Li Qingyan turned back.

"Your Highness, a bath has been prepared." Song Qinian said immediately upon entering the hall.

Li Qingyan, who was tired from walking and wanted to sit down and rest for a while, stopped:

"Afraid of developing a rash?"

"Yes." Song Qinian nodded and told the truth that his bed was freshly changed every day and he took a bath every day.

Sannoye touched her in several places today.

He has no right to say anything, but at least he shouldn't bring anyone else's scent into his bedroom or onto his bed.

Li Qingyan sneered and pushed hard: "Let me see if it really can get up."

Song Qinian took two steps back and was pushed against the wall.

Li Qingyan stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and forced him to lower his head: "You just think I'm dirty, don't you? You think I don't know!"

Looking at the anger in her eyes, Song Qinian saw her more disheveled than ever before, and made a muffled sound in her throat, which sounded like pain and pleasure at the same time.

His hands even seemed to have a mind of their own, wrapping around her waist, as if trying to erase Sannoye's scent.

"no."

He denied it in a hoarse voice, but without any sincerity.

Li Qingyan became even angrier.

"Everything you say and do proves you think I'm dirty, but I just changed my clothes this morning. Are you the only one who's clean?"

"You think I'm dirty, but I think you're sick! What gentle and refined? You're obviously unpredictable. You've become a concubine, so who are you trying to impress with this chaste and virtuous husband act?"

"So arrogant and conceited, you don't even realize you're about to die! What good will come of it for you after I'm gone!"

"If it weren't for my mother's desire to become smarter, do you think I would want to touch you, or stay?"

"I'm an honest man, and I was forced to do these things."

"Hypocrite, I knew from the first time I saw you that although you appear gentle and considerate, you are actually the most ruthless and cold-hearted person!"

Song Qinian watched as Li Qingyan's eyes gradually turned red. She had beautiful eyes, almond-shaped with starry eyes and bright pupils, but at this moment they were filled with bloodshot eyes, watery eyes, and anger.

She really hates him.

She gripped his hand, which trembled, and Song Qinian's eyes reddened, but his expression miraculously calmed down.

Because everything she said was true; she really understood him.

He was seen through.

Seeing that Song Qinian remained calm, Li Qingyan became even angrier and more exhausted. The pressure of "death" was constantly weighing on her head, and now her mother's life was in her hands, yet Song Qinian still had this attitude.

A hypocrite devoid of emotion, yet fate seems determined to make her fawn over him. But why?

"You hate me, and I hate you too!"

This was the first time he had ever been so hated and cursed, yet his attention was focused on the single tear that slid down the corner of her eye.

All he knew was that his heart, because of her tears, felt as if it had been twisted, yet also inexplicably filled with joy.

Song Qinian grasped her hand that was gripping it, and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, please don't cry..."

"You think I want to hear your fake apology?"

"I'm already so tired, and you're still giving me attitude!"

"I get tired too, I'm human too, why should I...?"

She will definitely tear off his hypocritical mask, and she will make him angry and furious.

Driven by this thought, Li Qingyan hooked her arms around his neck, forcing him to lower his head and kiss him fiercely.