Published: February 25, 2025
At this moment, Feng Qingcheng looked at herself, bare and placed on the couch by Tan Yun, as he grabbed onto her, covering the shameful area on her chest!
“Tan Yun, you've done this to me, and you still say you haven't bullied me!” Feng Qingcheng cried, tears streaming down her face as she shouted at Tan Yun.
Feng Qingcheng endured her heartbreak and continued to watch. She discovered that moments later, when Tan Yun released his hands from her, he waved his hands, causing a wisp of green Maddening Freedom Elixir to fall to the ground.
“So he was saving me…” Feng Qingcheng mumbled to herself.
“You're not too foolish after all,” Tan Yun said with a cold gaze, “The effects of the Maddening Freedom Elixir are extremely domineering.”
“Anyone else who smells it would lose their mind, yet you, unaware of its effect, actually dripped a drop into my wine cup!”
“If you take even one drop, unless you truly engage in intimacy, you will surely die. If I hadn't saved you back then, you would have long since been dead. How could you have the chance to stand here?”
Upon hearing this, Feng Qingcheng looked at Tan Yun with a complex expression, “I am your enemy, so why did you still save me?”
“Do you think I wanted to?” Tan Yun glanced at Feng Qingcheng, “If you had died then and angered your ancestor, I would have surely faced disaster.”
Feng Qingcheng fell silent. Her gaze once again fixed on the memory projection, where she saw herself being saved by Tan Yun. He pretended to be drooling, his eyes bloodshot, his lips close to her ear, “Little Qingcheng, a moment of passion is worth a thousand gold, come on!”
And she, in terror, humiliation, and helplessness, screamed and fainted.
She saw Tan Yun leap down from the jade couch, straighten his purple robe, and after flipping her over, he gently pierced her jade back with the sharp tip of his sword.
With a wave of his right hand, three drops of blood flew out from her back wound, falling onto the couch and turning into three drops of “falling red.”
After that, Tan Yun used his sword to leave four lines of writing on the wall before leaving.
The memory projection ended there.
“Wuwu... wuwu...” Feng Qingcheng finally cried out loud, squatting in the secret chamber, sobbing uncontrollably.
Her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
She was happy that her true innocence remained intact.
She was sad that every inch of her skin had been seen by Tan Yun, and he had touched her there...
But she still held deep gratitude towards Tan Yun in her heart, grateful that he was still a gentleman and did not humiliate her.
Tan Yun sighed, “Feng Qingcheng, when I first met you, I always thought you were heartless, but later I discovered that was not the case.”
“Looking at your body, it was out of necessity that I saved you.”
Feng Qingcheng's beautiful eyes were swollen from crying. She slowly stood up and looked at Tan Yun with tear-filled eyes, struggling to speak, “I... understand. Here, I sincerely want to say thank you.”
“No need,” Tan Yun said, “Now that the truth is clear, let’s go outside. I have something to discuss with your ancestor.”
With that, Tan Yun and Feng Qingcheng walked towards the exit of the secret chamber.
After just a few steps, Feng Qingcheng's voice came from behind, “Wait.”
Tan Yun raised an eyebrow, looking back at the tear-stained Feng Qingcheng, “What's wrong?”
Feng Qingcheng stared intently at Tan Yun, “If you dare to speak of what you saw that night, I will definitely kill you!”
Tan Yun revealed a charming smile, “Don’t you think your threat is quite feeble at this moment?”
After saying this, Tan Yun turned and walked towards the exit of the secret chamber, while a voice rang out, “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything.”
Upon hearing this, Feng Qingcheng thought a silent thank you in her heart, then seemed to remember something, and said again, “Stop right there.”
“What now?” Tan Yun turned back and glanced at Feng Qingcheng, somewhat impatiently saying, “Please, can you say everything in one breath?”