“Consort Xiaoyao, the Eldest Princess’s Prince Consort wishes to see you.”

Having heard of Mo Qingli’s current condition, Xiaoyao Yunyan had been eager to see her. However, he paused when the servant reported this news to him.

Xiaoyao Yunyan hesitated for another moment. “Invite him in.”

He sat down just as Xiaoyao Yunshang entered the room, his handsome face filled with displeasure.

“Seventh Brother, why the upset face?” Xiaoyao Yunyan poured himself a cup of tea, then casually took a sip.

Xiaoyao Yunshang, hearing these words, grabbed a cup himself and flung it onto the ground.

“Fourth Brother can’t even get peace after death!”

“Why is Seventh Brother so angry? Speak slower.” Xiaoyao Yunyan coldly smiled.

Xiaoyao Yunshang was too lost in his anger to notice his brother’s expression. “That Empress clearly lied about all those trumped up charges against the Fengchao Dynasty prince! What Feng Qingjue? Clearly, it’s a plan to let her daughter get away with no consequences!”

“Isn’t this exactly what I told you would happen?” Xiaoyao Yunyan stood up, walking to his brother’s side. He put a comforting arm on Xiaoyao Yunshang’s shoulder, consoling him. “Since what’s done cannot be undone, and Fourth Brother has already left, you must not brood over this too much.”

Xiaoyao Yunshang brushed off Xiaoyao Yunyan’s hand. “I’m not willing to accept it! I won’t accept that Fourth Brother will be forgotten like this. I want Mo Qingqin to face the full extent of her actions! I want her to pay the bitter price for Fourth Brother!”

Xiaoyao Yunyan waved his hand. “You rejected the plan I suggested last time, so I did something else my own way. Why don’t you find someone else to help you? That wife of yours could help you. Isn’t she favored by the Empress?”

“Her?” Xiaoyao Yunshang laughed bitterly. “That one-eyed cripple? She’s useless!”

“Then I can’t help you. Seventh Brother, please excuse me!” Xiaoyao Yunyan gave up any pretense of politeness.

Xiaoyao Yunshang’s face filled with anxiety. His expression changed, before it settled on resoluteness. “Fine. I agree.”

“Oh?” Xiaoyao Yunyan sad, raising any eyebrow.

Xiaoyao Yunshang bit his lip. Then, just as resolutely, he said, “I’ll agree to that plan you suggested to me before!”

…

By the time Xiaoyao Yunshang had left, it was already sunset.

Xiaoyao Yunyan glanced at the inner chambers where Mo Qingli was resting. Finally, he was unable to resist his temptation to check up on her.

Xiaoyao Yunyan walked in front of Mo Qingli’s door. Then, he hesitated.

He wasn’t an indecisive person by any means, but… for some reason, when he thought of Mo Qingli flirting with all those other men, he felt furious.

His hand raised, then dropped. This repeated for a while, until he finally gave up.

Walking in front of the window, Xiaoyao Yunyan suddenly considered something. Using his finger, he jabbed a small hole into the paper of the window. Then, he looked inside.

Slowly, his line of sight arrived to where Mo Qingli was. All he could see was a blue-robed man embracing Mo Qingli’s body. It seemed to be a loving movement, but it was unclear as to what they were doing.

Xiaoyao Yunyan looked away, the graveness on his face deepening. A tyrannical light flashed through his eyes.

Pressing down on his anger, he turned around and left.

Mo Qingli, Mo Qingli, are you really that impatient? Are you putting your teeth on the first thing you see?!!

“What is it, G.o.dly Doctor? Is the Princess alright?” Yue Yao asked anxiously by the bed.

She watched as Mu Tianlang examined the Princess.

Mu Tianlang didn’t fail to live up to Yue Yao’s expectations. He carefully examined Mo Qingli’s breathing and pulse, running his fingers along her face.

He didn’t finish until most of the day had gone away. Afterwards, with a heavy expression, he stood up. “The Princess’s illness is hard to cure. I’ll need to treat her for the whole night.”

“Ah?” Yue Yao said, even more anxious. “Then, then, then…”

“Don’t worry,” Mu Tianlang said. “For now, draw me a tub of hot water. Add some flower petals.”

Yue Yao was confused, but for the sake of curing Mo Qingli’s illness she did as Mu Tianlang said.

Mu Tianlang was satisfied with Yue Yao’s efficiency. It seemed that Mo Qingli had good eyesight for once.

“You can just put these here,” Mu Tianlang said. “I’ll take care of the rest. You can go.”

Yue Yao looked at the pale, pained-looking Mo Qingli, her face filled with worry. Finally, she decided to put all her trust in Mu Tianlang. “G.o.dly Doctor, please save our Princess!”

“Don’t worry,” Mu Tianlang said, patting his chest. He directed Yue Yao out of the room.

As soon as Yue Yao had left, Mu Tianlang was quick to lock the door. He slowly walked towards Mo Qingli, his lips curling up.

His fingers lightly brushed past Mo Qingli’s face, then slowly wandered downwards. They explored her clavicle, then the top of her robes, where a beautiful row of b.u.t.terfly knots were arranged over her robes. Mu Tianlang untied the first knot, admiring the pale, delicate skin underneath.

b.u.t.terfly knot

Mu Tianlang continued to slowly work his way down Mo Qingli’s robes. One, two, three, four… finally, Mu Tianlang had undone all of the knots.

He wiped a few droplets of sweat off of his forehead, then lowered his head to gently bite at Mo Qingli’s lip.

Who let you to wear a robe with so many knots? Next time, I won’t allow it!

He reached down to pinch Mo Qingli’s nose. Seeing this ridiculous sight, Mu Tianlang’s smile grew even bigger. Teasing Mo Qingli really made him feel happy!

He gently took off Mo Qingli’s outer robes. Inside, she was wearing a white coverlet that exposed her unders.h.i.+rt underneath. The thin fabric left nothing to the imagination. Although this wasn’t his first time seeing her like this, Mu Tianlang still felt him salivating. His lower body reacted as well.

Mu Tianlang coa.r.s.ely ripped off the coverlet, throwing it to the floor. As his hands brushed over the blue unders.h.i.+rt underneath, his gaze grew sweeter and more pleased.

The last time he had seen Mo Qingli, she had been wearing a red unders.h.i.+rt. He had this insisted that she wear blue, to reflect that she belonged to him. At that time, they had even quarrelled over the matter. Who would have thought that she would have actually acquiesced to him and worn it.

Ignoring the heat from his lower body, Mu Tianlang focused on moving Mo Qingli from the bed into the bath. The moment felt like forever, as if every second was a treasured memory.

Moonlight streamed through the paper windows, bathing the room in a silver glow. Inside the bath, Mo Qingli’s pale skin looked like precious white jade, as if she were a treasure that had come down from the heavens.

Mo Qingli’s long eyelashes fluttered. It felt like a warm embrace was wrapped around her entire body. Her exhaustion, too, was slowly abating.

She opened her eyes.

Mo Qingli was nearly scared to death when she saw the scene around her. Using her hands to cover her eyes in shame, she hurriedly said, “Mu—Mu Tianlang, why did you take off my clothes?!”

Mu Tianlang, having just taken off his belt, and now in the process of taking off his outer robe, showed no sign of shame. He chuckled. “You’re awake?”

Mo Qingli had thought that Mu Tianlang was still fully clothed. However, one askance glance clearly revealed to her that he, too, had taken off most of his clothes. Averting her eyes, she said, “Of course I woke up! And why are you taking off your clothes? Hurry up and get—get dressed!”

Mu Tianlang paused. Then, crouching down, he looked Mo Qingli in the eye. “Haven’t you realized it already?”

The silver moonlight reflected off of Mu Tianlang’s long lashes. His blue eyes seemed even brighter in the dim light. His lips curled up into a smile as he looked at Mo Qingli.

Mo Qingli opened her eyes. She swallowed, her tongue feeling as heavy as stone. “I… I don’t know.”

“Then wait and see.” Mu Tianlang’s smile grew even bigger. He took off his unders.h.i.+rt, throwing it onto the ground.

Mo Qingli wanted to back away. However, at this moment, she realized that she was sitting in the midst of a wooden tub. She hid her chest behind her legs, wanting to flee, only to be stopped when Mu Tianlang grabbed her shoulders.

“What are you trying to do?” Mu Tianlang said, crinkling his eyes. His blue eyes revealed a hint of annoyance.

Mo Qingli, in her current state, was no match for Mu Tianlang. She gave a weak smile, in between crying and smiling, as she scrambled for an excuse. “I… I wanted to… grab dinner. Right. I was hungry, so I was going to get something to eat.”

“Oh?” By now, Mu Tianlang had already taken off his inner trousers. Mo Qingli’s face turned red, turning away.

Inwardly, she rea.s.sured herself. It’s okay, it’s okay. This is a matriarchal society, he won’t set his paws on me right now!

However, Mo Qingli had forgotten that Mu Tianlang was not from the Motian Dynasty. He was a demon, especially a demon that had not “eaten” in a long time!

Mu Tianlang pressed his mouth close to Mo Qingli’s ear, whispering, “It’s a good thing I’m hungry as well. How about this. You’ll eat me, I’ll eat you, doesn’t that sound good?”

“Ah?!”

Mo Qingli wanted to speak, only to realize that Mu Tianlang’s mouth was on hers.

“Wu…” Mo Qingli wanted to hide from Mu Tianlang. However, he was doing things with his tongue that made her unable to think anymore. Before she had a chance to think clearly, Mu Tianlang had already joined her in the bath.