Chapter 2: Playing Hard to Get

"No... don't kill me. I am a Junzhu, my brother is Jin Wang, he won't let you go!"

The woman, who was always proud and arrogant, finally knew fear, her voice trembling as she spoke.

What she got in return was only Lin Qingyue's cold sneer: "A mere Junzhu dares to treat human life like grass, who gave you the courage? Dongfang Yan?"

After saying this, she stepped on Princess Qing'an's face—crushing this skull to avenge the poor original owner would be quite nice.

The next instant, "Bang!" a loud noise, and the door was kicked open with great force.

Lin Qingyue retracted her foot immediately.

Turning her head, she saw Jin Wang Dongfang Yan appear at the door.

The man was still wearing the bright red wedding attire he hadn't had time to change. His angular face was shrouded in the soft light under the corridor, but there was no warmth in it.

His pitch-black eyes seemed to hold the coldness of a thousand-year-old cold pool, looking into the room gloomily: "What is this doing?"

Just from that one look, Lin Qingyue felt her body stiffen and tense up—even though the original owner was already dead, this body still retained deep, burning feelings for that man.

A memory belonging to the original owner surfaced in her mind:

On a cold night with snow filling the sky, a thin, small girl was carrying a tall man, struggling forward against the biting cold wind.

"Thank you for saving... me. You, what is your name?" He didn't know when he had woken up, secretly surprised by her strength.

"Lin... Qing... yue!" She was shivering, her voice trembling.

No sound came from behind her again; he had probably fainted again, and she didn't know if he had remembered it.

Later, she learned that he hadn't remembered her kindness, only his hatred.

Seeing Jin Wang, Princess Qing'an felt like she had seen a savior and finally cried out: "Brother, save me! Woo woo... there's a ghost... a ghost!"

Her hair was messy, her dress was messy, and the way she crawled toward the door in a panic looked more like an evil ghost!

She hugged Jin Wang's feet and cried: "Brother, she is a ghost, she is a ghost! If you hadn't come in time, little sister would have..."

"Would have murdered the Princess Consort." Lin Qingyue suddenly spoke, interrupting her, her tone softening a little.

"Just now, the Junzhu rushed in aggressively, wanting to strangle this concubine." Lin Qingyue pulled off the white silk wrapped around her neck, revealing the blue and purple strangulation marks.

And Princess Qing'an finally reacted: "You, you didn't die? You're not a ghost?"

Lin Qingyue said sarcastically: "My life is tough, I didn't die, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

If it were the old Immortal Lord Qingyue, she would have done it without saying a word.

But now, the situation was slightly different.

She didn't know much about this world yet.

Plus, after she transmigrated, her cultivation was gone, and Jin Wang had a large number of guards behind him, so it was not suitable to fight head-on for the time being.

At this time, the guards had relit the lamps.

Jin Wang Dongfang Yan stepped inside and saw the white silk and the large pool of blood on the ground.

Even now, with Immortal Lord Qingyue having transmigrated into the soul and barely holding onto a breath, the original owner's body was still pale, and her head and face were covered in blood, looking like someone who had just escaped death.

As for Princess Qing'an, although her arm was dislocated, she looked fine on the outside, not nearly as badly off as Lin Qingyue.

Dongfang Yan scanned a few times and probably guessed the cause and effect.

Over the years, he had pampered his sister, and his sister had been exceptionally concerned about him.

No matter what kind of woman appeared by his side, Princess Qing'an would investigate and intervene.

She had even coquettishly said to Dongfang Yan: "Brother, why do we have to grow up, why do we have to marry? Why can't we siblings always depend on each other? Brother, I'm so afraid you'll leave me again!"

Dongfang Yan only thought his sister was too dependent on him and coaxed her with a smile: "Don't worry, brother will never leave you."

But tonight, she had indeed gone too far.

"Someone, send the Junzhu back to her room."

"Brother..."

Princess Qing'an wanted to say something else, but Dongfang Yan gave her a cold look, and she dared not speak further. She only glared at Lin Qingyue with resentment, then left with the help of the servants.

Dongfang Yan's gaze fell on Lin Qingyue again, his coldness tinged with undisguised disgust.

A moment later, he spat out a reprimand: "On the first day in the mansion, you injured my sister; you truly have great skills!"

Lin Qingyue smiled slightly: "It was clearly Princess Qing'an who struck first, and this concubine's injuries are more severe, yet Your Highness does not punish the Junzhu, but instead comes to question this concubine. Being too pampered is not necessarily a good thing."

"How can you compare yourself to Qing'an? If you hadn't behaved improperly, why would Qing'an target you?"

When Dongfang Yan spat out these cold and heartless words, Lin Qingyue's heart suddenly ached.

She felt a bit irritable: if the obsession didn't disappear, the original owner's soul would not be at peace, and this body would not be fully usable by her.

If not for that, she really wanted to split this dog king in half with one palm.

"Lin Qingyue, I originally intended to marry your sister Lin Ruzhen. She saved my life, and tonight she even jumped into the lake for me, nearly losing her life."

When mentioning Lin Ruzhen, the cold-faced king's face revealed a touch of tenderness.

"I have already promised her that I will never fail her in this life."

"And you..." He looked at Lin Qingyue, his expression turning cold again.

"You snatched the position that should have belonged to your sister. Because of the imperial order, I will let you stay in the position of Princess Consort for now. I hope you will behave yourself in the future and not cause any more trouble. In the future... in the future, I will give you a decent ending."

He spoke cryptically, but Lin Qingyue understood the deep meaning of his words instantly.

The Crown Prince had been assassinated a year ago, his life or death unknown, and the Emperor was old and had no other princes, so he could only recall the various kings from their fiefs to stay in the capital for observation.

And Dongfang Yan was the youngest and most outstanding among the kings, and also the one with the highest support. It was very likely he would become the new heir and rule the world in the future.

Therefore, at such a sensitive time, even if Lin Qingyue's reputation was poor, since it was a marriage bestowed by the Emperor, Jin Wang had to accept it happily.

The words just now were to tell Lin Qingyue to know her place and not to have any other delusions.

As for what he said about giving Lin Qingyue a decent ending, it meant that if he could ascend to a high position in the future, he would leave a place for her in the harem, but the position of legal wife could only be given to Lin Ruzhen, and he would not fail that relationship.

"Do you understand what I said?" Jin Wang saw that Lin Qingyue hadn't responded for a long time and thought she didn't understand.

He didn't know Lin Qingyue well, and the people in the Hou Mansion hadn't announced Lin Ruzhen's fake daughter status to cover up the scandal. Externally, they only said that both were legitimate daughters, and Lin Qingyue had been lost by accident.

Therefore, like everyone else, Jin Wang regarded Lin Ruzhen as a rare pearl. And Lin Qingyue, a wild girl who grew up in the mountains and had not received noble education, was as vulgar as a stubborn stone.

"I understand." Lin Qingyue lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

"If you understand, then stay in this Qiushui Yuan from now on, and don't come out unless necessary."

He got up to leave and added: "In the future, don't snatch your sister's things again. A girl as weak and kind as her cannot withstand your repeated harm."

As he spoke, he stepped out of the door, his tall figure disappearing into the cool night, without looking back at Lin Qingyue once.

Lin Qingyue slowly raised her head, a mocking smile appearing on her lips: "If I capture this dog king, wouldn't it be interesting to kill him after he falls in love with me?"

Back when Immortal Lord Qingyue ruled as a king, her harem was surrounded by handsome men, and there was no lack of those who would die for her.

She had never played this kind of "playing hard to get" game.

Hmm, interesting. ===== CHAPTER 3 =====