Zhao Zhi was all smiles. Suddenly, he frowned and said, “But she didn’t seem to want to meet me during the day. Don’t tell me she isn’t willing?”

Han Fengqiu replied, “Which woman in this world doesn’t wish to become a concubine of King Qi Manor? Such an increase in status is something countless people hope for but will never be able to obtain, so why wouldn’t she be willing? She might’ve just been too embarrassed, or maybe she’s deliberately feigning a reserved nature to draw your respected self’s attention.”

“Indeed, this woman has successfully drawn this young master’s attention.” Zhao Zhi’s entire head was filled with that gorgeous figure he had seen during the day. He thought to himself just how great being with that woman would be.

“I don’t know why, but I just feel a bit anxious.” Zhao Zhi suddenly voiced his thoughts. He looked in the Pei clan's direction with a distracted expression.

…

Meanwhile, in Pei Manor, a moan that would make anyone’s bones melt rang out. “It hurts…”

“Huh?” Zu An raised his head in puzzlement.

“Dummy.” Pei Mianman giggled when she saw him in a rare state of confusion. However, she looked...