Although Jing Yan's status was that of a high-class individual in the past,
she also underwent strict upbringing, especially in terms of how to treat her man, which was central in ancient times.
In the privacy of their bedchamber, she was extremely submissive. Whatever Li Qing wanted her to do, she did, and even repeatedly reminded him not to be gentle with her, that anything was permissible, and even if she didn't know how, she was willing to learn.
The dazzling morning light spilled in through the window, casting its glow on the somewhat lethargic Jing Yan.
The mottled halo of light, her sensual features, made Li Qing who had just awoken feel somewhat transfixed as he watched the scene before him.
He truly had brought such a noblewoman from ancient times into his home.
Just as he was about to quietly get up, Jing Yan opened her eyes. With a smile as charming as a blooming flower, she supported Li Qing's waist and said, "Your concubine will assist my lord in dressing."
