Marquis Lanling

Qi Bei sat cross-legged on the large bed, his bare chest exposed, his palms pressed against the bare back of Huai'an, who was only wearing a thin undergarment.

wisps of white smoke drifted from Qi Bei's Baihui acupoint, and the boiling inner force circulated continuously within his body. It flowed through his palms and into Huai'an's body, like a drill, attacking her blocked meridians.

Every time a meridian cleared slightly, Qi Bei could sense a faint, mysterious power awakening within her.

After a long while, Qi Bei's inner force waned, and he began to withdraw his technique, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air.

As he opened his eyes, Qi Bei's slightly tired gaze brightened.

Huai'an's thin undergarment was completely soaked in sweat, clinging to her shapely body, and was almost completely transparent.

From Qi Bei's perspective, he could see the proud, half-rounded fullness beneath Huai'an's armpit.

"She's really got it," Qi Bei swallowed hard, his gaze moving down from her back. Below her straight spine were two full, perky buttocks. Even while sitting, the wet undergarment clearly revealed a mysterious cleft, leaving much to the imagination.

Can't think about it anymore...

Qi Bei shamelessly got hard. This naked, wet temptation—if he didn't get hard, he wouldn't be a man.

Just then, Huai'an let out a long sigh and also regained consciousness. She was somewhat excited, feeling light and comfortable all over. She had never felt so relaxed in her life.

Huai'an turned around and opened her mouth to speak, only to find Qi Bei staring intently at her chest.

Huai'an looked down and let out a soft gasp. Her large breasts were practically exposed to Qi Bei without any cover, her rosy nipples erect.

Qi Bei's breathing immediately became heavy. He pulled Huai'an into his embrace, his large hand directly grasping one of her soft breasts.

"Don't wear such transparent clothes next time. If you seduce me again, I'll eat you." Feeling Huai'an's stiff body and frightened expression, Qi Bei squeezed her hand hard, then gritted his teeth and jumped up, rushing out to take a cold shower.

Huai'an watched Qi Bei's retreating back and smiled shyly. The fear from moments ago turned into pure joy.

Qi Bei, accompanied by Vajra, strolled leisurely along the Golden Leaf's Fifth Avenue.

Fifth Avenue was the most prosperous street in the imperial capital, where world-renowned businesses were mostly gathered.

"Vajra, what do you think you're living for?" Qi Bei suddenly asked out of the blue.

Vajra clenched his fists with a "crack" and then relaxed them.

"Hmm, I think you've answered. Your business is my business, Qi Bei's business. That's my promise." Qi Bei stopped.

Vajra's towering physique trembled, and he rumbled, "Fifth Young Master, you don't understand..."

"I understand. Whatever you face, count me in." Qi Bei waved his hand, interrupting Vajra.

Vajra stared at Qi Bei, and Qi Bei met his gaze calmly.

Suddenly, Vajra crossed his thick arms over his chest and knelt before Qi Bei.

Qi Bei had never seen this ritual before, but he understood it was Vajra's promise to him.

At this moment, across the street, at a window on the third floor of a restaurant, a maiden's clear, beautiful eyes were watching this scene.

"Mingyue, your future husband seems to have gained a true follower." The maiden opposite her looked over and smiled faintly.

"Huh, it's him? So he's that Qi Bei from the Nord Family. He was so arrogant at Drunken Moon Garden," a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl next to her curiously poked her head out, exclaiming.

"Ruoyu, can you lower your voice?" Feng Ruoyun tapped her sister's head.

"Oh, Sister, you haven't even married into the Nord Family yet, and you're already defending your future brother-in-law," Feng Ruoyu made a face, playfully.

Feng Ruoyun's pretty face flushed slightly. Thinking of the young man with the tiger tattoo on his chest, her future husband, she suddenly felt a pang of loneliness.

Princess Mingyue looked at Feng Ruoyun, her best friend since childhood. She could tell that she wasn't without feelings for Huai'an Nord, but something seemed to be troubling her.

"Ruoyun, at our positions, some things are beyond our control. You're fortunate to have found a man you love as your husband; why trouble yourself with other things?" Princess Mingyue spoke. She didn't know why she was advising her. Originally, her father had wanted her to do everything she could to break them up.

"Is it really that hard to find a devoted lover?" Feng Ruoyun sighed softly.

Devotion—to be wholeheartedly dedicated, to love only one person for a lifetime, is devotion.

"Ruoyun, you know in your heart what's best; why make things difficult for yourself." Princess Mingyue patted Feng Ruoyun's hand. In this world, women could enjoy many rights, and some countries were even led by queens. However, the right to be promiscuous belonged only to men. Men could be philanderers and have many women, but once a woman was engaged, she might be able to commit adultery, but she absolutely could not openly associate with other men.

Even a consort who married a princess was not allowed to take another wife, but that didn't mean he wouldn't have affairs with other women outside.

"I've decided. If I can't find a man who is devoted to me my entire life, I'll remain single forever," the young Feng Ruoyu declared earnestly, waving her fist.

Princess Mingyue and Feng Ruoyun couldn't help but chuckle. Neither of them took it seriously. Such were the ways of the world; perhaps a man would be devoted to one woman, but the woman wouldn't like that man, while the man she liked would be a philanderer, sowing his wild oats everywhere.

Furthermore, for scions of noble families and daughters of noble families, their marriages were simply not up to them.

Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the street outside, and the three women couldn't help but lean out to look.

They saw the giant beside Qi Bei glaring angrily, his two massive arms lifting two guards like chicks, and then throwing them away fiercely.

"Oh my, my darling, you are truly strong and powerful. This Marquis likes it," a man in a pink robe, with heavily applied makeup and an effeminate demeanor, said with a fingernail flick and a voice that made one's skin crawl.

"It's Marquis Lanling. It looks like he's taken a liking to this big fellow," Princess Mingyue's lips curved slightly. Seeing Qi Bei in trouble, she inexplicably felt a bit happy.

Marquis Lanling was a first-rank marquis, known for his preference for men throughout the Golden Leaf Dynasty, and was a very troublesome character.

"It's probably not that simple. Marquis Lanling is close friends with Patriarch Fox. That fat pig from the Fox family was utterly humiliated by Qi Bei in Star City. Marquis Lanling is likely here specifically to cause trouble," Feng Ruoyun said calmly.

"Then Marquis Lanling is too shameless," Feng Ruoyu wrinkled her little nose. Seeing Princess Mingyue and Feng Ruoyun look at her, she quickly added, "I'm not speaking up for Qi Bei. It's just that Qi Bei is a junior. If he has the guts, he should go find Uncle Raymond to cause trouble."

"Ruoyu, Marquis Lanling bullies even three-year-old children when he's angry. What's the big deal about bullying Qi Bei?" Princess Mingyue said, a hint of apprehension flashing in her beautiful eyes.