When she felt a large hand on her shoulder, her confused eyes gradually cleared, and her face slowly turned red.

She turned her head and saw the person lying next to her. Who else could it be but Chen Mo?

The hand on her shoulder was indeed Chen Mo’s.

The memories of before began to surface in her mind little by little.

Zhao Qianyi was stiff all over; she finally reacted and realized what had happened.

She had become Chen Mo’s woman...

If it was Chen Mo forcing himself on her at first.

But later, she turned and straddled Chen Mo, even calling him... good brother...

She even cooperated with him in every possible way.

Although Chen Mo was not conscious, she was.

Chaotic images and unspeakable words filled her mind, making Zhao Qianyi’s eyes widen in disbelief that the person before was herself.

Wasn’t she poisoned?

No...

Zhao Qianyi bit her lower lip, a few shades of shame and anger appearing in her eyes.

She had never been touched by anyone before today and was a virgin, but now she had given herself to Chen Mo.

She cared a lot about her chastity, and Chen Mo was her first man.

She glanced at Chen Mo again, her eyes revealing a complex emotion.

Although Chen Mo was forceful, she didn’t dislike him. She knew Chen Mo didn’t mean it, and that it was definitely related to his feverish body.

Besides, her heart had already developed feelings for Chen Mo.

But all of this happened so fast.

Their acquaintance until now hadn’t even reached three days in full. She hadn’t gotten to know him deeply, didn’t understand his character or personality, yet she had become his woman. This left her unsure of how to interact with him in the future.

And one more thing, how should she face Zhao Jiangning?

After all, in terms of seniority, Chen Mo should call her aunt...

While she was lost in thought, she suddenly noticed that her injuries inside her body had healed quite a bit, and her True Qi had recovered some. Although it wasn’t even a third of its peak, this recovery rate was astonishing to her.

Not only that, but the previous feeling of exhaustion had completely disappeared, and her cultivation had even increased a bit.

What is going on?

This was the first time Zhao Qianyi encountered such a situation.

To think she had been tortured by him for so long, hadn’t rested, and had fainted twice when she was just experiencing intimacy for the first time, how could there be no feeling of fatigue?

There was indeed some soreness.

While she was thinking, she couldn’t help but cry out in pain when the hand on her shoulder suddenly exerted force with a squeeze.

And that spot was exactly where her wound was.

"Hiss..." Zhao Qianyi instinctively took a cold breath.

The next second, Zhao Qianyi felt herself being drawn into a slightly warm embrace. The warmth, the intense masculine scent, breathed onto her cheek.

Chen Mo’s chin rested on her shoulder, speaking softly, "Princess, I’m sorry, all of this is my fault. I hope you can forgive me... If you don’t mind, I’d like to marry you, to make you my woman..."

Chen Mo didn’t begin by saying sweet nothings that little girls love to hear. What he said was all about taking responsibility, and he took full blame upon himself.

Zhao Qianyi’s whole body trembled. She pressed her lips together, gripping the blanket with her hands, saying nothing, nor did she struggle. She just allowed Chen Mo to hold her.

Seeing Zhao Qianyi not speaking, Chen Mo started to explain.

He began by saying he was cultivating the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture, which would ignite Heart Fire within the body. Losing the suppression of True Qi would cause the Heart Fire to run rampant inside, thus losing his senses...

Speaking of this, Chen Mo couldn’t simply sleep with her and then make her his woman while binding her with feelings. He knew Zhao Qianyi had affection for him; this, he could perceive. So he immediately said:

"Princess, actually, I fell in love with you at first sight..."

Zhao Qianyi’s body shook. For some reason, upon hearing this, she felt a bit of secret joy in her heart.

"Liar..." she said.

"It’s true. I love your eyes, your lips, every part of you." Sensing Zhao Qianyi’s reaction, Chen Mo began to use words of love, softly coaxing by her ear.

Even though Zhao Qianyi wasn’t a little girl, she had never been in a relationship or intimate with a man. Naturally, no one had spoken sweet words to her before.

"Every part of you..."

Hearing these teasing words like a rogue, Zhao Qianyi’s body was getting heated, and she said in shame and annoyance, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"I’m not spouting nonsense. Once we drive off the Desolate Kingdom’s army and return to the capital, I will request Your Majesty to grant us marriage. Given my current status, I’m sure Your Majesty won’t refuse." Chen Mo struck while the iron was hot.

"No." Hearing this, Zhao Qianyi was worried. She turned around to face Chen Mo and said, "No..."

"Princess, you are truly beautiful." Chen Mo generously flattered, then asked, "Why not?"

Zhao Qianyi replied with a flushed face, "Jiang Ning is your concubine, and I’m her aunt. If you request Your Majesty to grant us marriage, how am I supposed to face her? I wouldn’t have the face to see anyone, and besides... I’m so much older than you, it’s just not right."

"It’s right. I don’t mind you being older than me. In my heart, Qianyi, you are forever sixteen." Chen Mo even changed his way of addressing Zhao Qianyi.

Embarrassed, Zhao Qianyi avoided Chen Mo’s gaze.

Suddenly, Chen Mo caught the verbal slip in Zhao Qianyi’s words and said again: "Princess, so does this mean you’ve forgiven me, willing to let me take responsibility for you."

"No, it’s not." Zhao Qianyi wanted to turn away, but Chen Mo stopped her, holding her shoulder, preventing her from turning.

Chen Mo simply acted shamelessly: "But Princess, I’ve already had you, so I must take responsibility for you. When we return to the capital, I will definitely request Your Majesty to grant us marriage."

"I don’t want that." Zhao Qianyi cried out, then said, "As long as you don’t ask Your Majesty to grant us marriage, I’ll... I’ll be your woman, but you must not tell others about our relationship... It must be kept a secret."

After speaking, Zhao Qianyi’s face was burning with heat.

Actually, she could refuse Chen Mo’s responsibility, claim that it was just an accident, and forget about it, living her life as usual.

But Zhao Qianyi valued her chastity highly, and she couldn’t do that. Also, after this incident, there was Chen Mo’s figure in her heart; her feelings for him had taken root and sprouted, wanting his care.

"But doing this is unfair to you," Chen Mo said.

Zhao Qianyi shook her head: "Just don’t give me the cold shoulder."

With gentle eyes, Chen Mo softly held Zhao Qianyi’s wrist, saying tenderly, "Does it still hurt?"

"Hmm?... It doesn’t hurt anymore."

"Then I’ll... heal your injuries again?"

"Hmm... Mmm..."