Gu Chengyin had become a wanted criminal of the imperial court, and she could personally watch over him.
To this day, whenever Lin Qingyan thought about it, she felt incredibly grateful to Luo Zhao.
Yes, even now.
She firmly believed that this imperial edict was issued by Luo Zhao.
Although Lin Qingyan did not know why Luo Zhao would play such a trick on her own Junior Preceptor.
But she did not care.
She only cared about the result.
The result was that she could justifiably lock Gu Chengyin up.
Lock him in her Meditation Tower, a place where he was well within her reach.
As for everything else, it was unimportant to Lin Qingyan.
The truth was unimportant, the consequences were unimportant, and the mastermind behind the scenes was even less important.
What mattered was that Gu Chengyin was here.
Lin Qingyan stood outside the tower doors, her gaze falling into the pitch-black interior as if she could pierce through the darkness and see his silhouette.
She recalled everything that happened along their journey.
The dangers, the schemes, the aloofness and restraint she had been forced to maintain.
She remembered how Gu Chengyin masterminded strategies in front of everyone.
Remembered his composure when facing crises.
Lin Qingyan remembered even more vividly those moments when it was just the two of them.
Though those moments were few, each one was clearly etched into her mind.
The way Gu Chengyin looked when he spoke, when he was silent, and the gentleness in his eyes when he occasionally looked at her.
Lin Qingyan closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
When she opened them again, her face had returned to its usual coldness.
She scanned her surroundings; the courtyard was empty, completely silent, without a single soul in sight.
Excellent.
Lin Qingyan turned around and stepped into the tower.
Behind her, the tower doors slowly closed with a heavy thud.
The interior of the Meditation Tower was not as narrow as it appeared from the outside.
The first floor was a spacious area with simple furnishings, containing only a few meditation cushions.
The second, third, and even higher floors were her exclusive, private spaces.
In the past, Gu Chengyin had only ever visited the first floor, but from now on.
He could enter the higher levels, enter her world.
The four walls were smooth, with faint spiritual light flowing across them—the tower's inherent restrictive formations.
Gu Chengyin stood beside a cushion. Hearing the commotion behind him, he turned around.
He teased, Closing the door as soon as you enter. Auntie, you're not seriously going to lock me up, are you?
Lin Qingyan did not answer.
She slowly walked over, stopping three steps away from Gu Chengyin.
Light filtered down from somewhere at the top of the tower, casting a faint halo over Gu Chengyin.
He wore an ordinary robe, his figure tall and straight, his movements casual and natural.
It was as if this wasn't the Meditation Tower, but his own study.
Lin Qingyan suddenly felt a bit dazed.
She thought back to the first time she met Gu Chengyin.
At that time, he was still an ordinary person, standing beside Luo Zhao, boldly directing affairs.
And then?
Later, without her knowing exactly when, this man gradually entered her line of sight.
His cultivation base steadily grew, his actions became experienced, and he displayed astonishing methods through crisis after crisis.
She began to notice him, began to care about him, began to...
Be unable to ignore him.
And then came those improper thoughts.
Lin Qingyan lowered her eyes.
She was a Golden Core fairy, an enshrined consecrator, a senior.
While Gu Chengyin was a junior, a subordinate, and... the man who had moved her heart.
These feelings should never have existed.
Lin Qingyan knew this better than anyone else.
But she simply could not control herself.
Just like now, she clearly could have placed Gu Chengyin in the prison of the Celestial Master Mansion.
Yet she ultimately locked him in her own Meditation Tower.
Chengcheng.
When Lin Qingyan called out this name, there was a warmth in her voice that even she failed to notice.
Gu Chengyin's expression paused as he looked at Lin Qingyan standing at the boundary of light and shadow.
Her face was half-illuminated and half in shadow, making her expression hard to read, but her eyes were astonishingly bright.
Gu Chengyin smiled gently. What's wrong?
Lin Qingyan did not speak, merely stepping closer slowly.
She stood still in front of Gu Chengyin, tilting her head up slightly to look at him.
At this distance, she could smell his faint scent and clearly see the subtle changes in his eyes.
Lin Qingyan suddenly reached out, her fingertips pressing against Gu Chengyin's chest.
Do you know how long I've waited for this day?
Gu Chengyin looked down at her hand on his chest, then raised his gaze to meet her eyes.
At this moment, those eyes held none of her usual coldness, none of the restraint she showed in front of others, only an almost scorching heat.
Waiting to lock me up? Gu Chengyin deliberately misinterpreted Lin Qingyan's meaning.
Of course, it was also possible that it wasn't a misinterpretation.
Through the fabric, Lin Qingyan's fingers felt the warmth of his chest.
Feeling the rhythm of Gu Chengyin's heartbeat, thump, thump.
Then do you want to be locked up by me?
Gu Chengyin slightly raised his eyebrows. Auntie, I'm only staying here temporarily for a few days.
I don't care!
The corners of Lin Qingyan's lips curled up slightly. Since you've entered here, then you are mine!
Gu Chengyin was noncommittal.
Lin Qingyan didn't need him to answer either.
She continued speaking, her voice very soft, as if speaking to him, yet also as if speaking to herself:
This is my territory, and you are my prisoner, so I can do whatever I want to you...
Lin Qingyan paused, leaving the sentence unfinished.
Gu Chengyin looked at her quietly.
He had seen many sides of Lin Qingyan.
The aloof and indifferent Lord Jingzhe in front of others, the invincible and decisive Golden Core fairy before enemies, and the sweet, seductive succubus fairy when plagued by inner demons.
But the Lin Qingyan at this moment was a version he had never seen before.
Stripped of all disguises, shedding all defenses, leaving only her truest feelings.
Leaving only an obsession and possessiveness that was overflowing.
And a deeply hidden trace of sick obsession.
Was this... a yandere version of Lin Qingyan?
Gu Chengyin suddenly reached out and grasped the hand she had pressed against his chest.
Lin Qingyan froze slightly, lifting her eyes to look at him.
Gu Chengyin lowered his head, resting his forehead against hers.
At this distance, their breaths mingled.
Auntie, unless there is a new imperial edict.
Otherwise, I will not leave you.
These words were very clever; Gu Chengyin decisively shifted the focus to Emperor Luo.
Lin Qingyan closed her eyes. She felt his hand holding hers.
Felt the warmth of his forehead, felt his breath brushing against her face.
At this moment, the emotions in her heart surged out, yet quieted down in front of him.
Chengcheng.
Lin Qingyan called out again.
This time, the name was filled with infatuation.
Gu Chengyin did not speak, merely pulling her into his embrace.
Lin Qingyan leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
The tower was silent, with only the rise and fall of their breathing.
Light spilled from above, enveloping the two of them in a hazy halo.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qingyan finally spoke softly:
This is my Meditation Tower. No one can enter, and no one can pry.
Gu Chengyin hummed in acknowledgment.
So...
Lin Qingyan's muffled voice came from his embrace:
I can also be yours.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
