The moment Qin Yi decided to meet the Soul Concubine, the choice of whether to submit or not was no longer hers to make.

Her heart could remain untouched for now, but her body had to be surrendered.

Qin Yi pressed her delicate hands against the stone wall of the grand hall, and amidst her pleas for mercy, they consummated their most intimate union.

Afterward, the Soul Concubine held a piece of white cloth stained with blood, her expression complex as she looked at him. "Why did you do this to me?"