Her hair swayed wildly, her two full bosoms rising and falling, swaying side to side—truly a surge of passionate waves. "Oh! Mmm! Hmm! Ah!" Pan Jinlian gasped out in delight under the relentless attentions of Gao Liang. Gao Liang, now a deity, possessed a robust vitality beyond ordinary mortals—capable of satisfying eighteen women in a single night, which for him was nothing short of a breeze. As he poured his essence deeply into Pan Jinlian's core, he felt an unparalleled sense of ease, as if all the fatigue accumulated over these days had vanished instantly. With all her worries, burdens, and the relentless struggles against her rivals lifted, Gao Liang finally experienced genuine relaxation. In Pan Jinlian's private chamber. The two were passionately entwined, their tender moments etched into every corner—whether in the bath, on the jade bed, or throughout the room. Afterward, Gao Liang slept deeply, while Pan Jinlian nestled gently against his chest, her jade hands caressing the strong, well-developed muscles of his chest. By her bedside, a white silk cloth was stained with a rose that bore a drop of blood—Pan Jinlian’s maiden’s blood. Facing the sleeping Gao Liang, Pan Jinlian said, "Gao Liang, do you know? I have fully dedicated my new body to you! I know I may not be worthy of you. In many hearts among the men of the Chinese lands, there are still misunderstandings about me. But no matter what, in my heart, you are the only one. I just worry that you might one day leave me!" At that moment, Gao Liang suddenly murmured in his sleep, "Jinlian! You will always remain pure in my heart!" Moved to tears, Pan Jinlian gently kissed Gao Liang while he still slept, then placed the white silk cloth beside him. Following this, she rose and quietly left. When Pan Jinlian appeared on the streets of Qinghe County, she was immediately scorned by many men, who hurled at her insulting words: "A spinster!" "A woman who's been unfaithful!" "A bad luck charm!" "Kill her! Kill her!"... Pan Jinlian did not retreat. She stood firm, accepting stones and bricks thrown at her without a word. She offered no defense. Gao Liang couldn’t bear to watch any longer and rushed forward with swift movements to the frail woman. To his surprise, it was Pan Jinlian. He saw her once-lovely hair now disheveled, her clothes stained and messy—once a heavenly beauty, she now resembled a flower battered by a storm, her branches and leaves withering. Gao Liang could no longer look away. When several thugs came to harass Pan Jinlian, Gao Liang stepped in, applying only slight force, and the thugs rolled eight zhang away. Gao Liang had already achieved the status of a deity—his martial arts, abilities, and divine powers were so profound that even the common thugs of the Song Dynasty were mere trifles to him. "Let’s go home," Gao Liang said, taking Pan Jinlian’s hand. Pan Jinlian’s eyes were dim, fixed on nothing, and she only replied, "Gao Liang! Just let me stay in this era." "Why?" Gao Liang was astonished. "I don’t want to burden you! I’d rather die." I don’t want to either…” Originally, Pan Jinlian had deeply loved Gao Liang. She knew that in the modern urban life, she had brought many troubles to Gao Liang. Zhao Fuzhi had always been enchanted by her beauty, while Gao Liang had consistently and selflessly protected her. In her heart, she felt that if there were another Zhao Fuzhi, Gao Liang would surely be worn out. After all, she understood that every time Gao Liang engaged in a strategic battle against his rivals, he expended tremendous mental energy. "Stop being so naive! Come with me! I promised you when we first started that I would take you to the modern world—I will definitely fulfill my responsibility to you, Jinlian! Come with me!" Gao Liang’s words were sincere. Jinlian felt a warm sense of comfort within, yet she maintained her composed demeanor, deliberately suppressing her emotions and saying to Gao Liang, "Gao Liang! You know, I am a lifelong sinner. By staying with you, I will only tarnish your reputation!" "Jinlian! How naive of you! Do you really think I wouldn’t care? I have full confidence in you!" "High Bright said this, then pulled Pan Jinlian close into his arms and whispered to her ear: 'Jinlian! I love you—just as much as you love me! Come with me!' Pan Jinlian, held by High Bright's strong and steady hands, felt deeply happy. At that moment, High Bright and Pan Jinlian were seen by many common people of the Song Dynasty, who still murmured privately: 'The unfaithful husband and the unchaste wife!' Yet, High Bright and Pan Jinlian were completely indifferent. 'Let others speak! As long as we are truly in love, what matters if they misunderstand us?' High Bright's words brought great comfort to Pan Jinlian. Indeed, I don't care what others say—I only care that we are heart-to-heart, inseparable at this very moment. 'Come out, Yue Guang Bao He!' High Bright roared from an open space, and immediately, the door of the Yue Guang Bao He opened on its own. High Bright naturally led Pan Jinlian inside. Pan Jinlian felt so happy—now she knew that High Bright had truly accepted her, not just in words, but in spirit. It's so refreshing to be the one who stands out. In the Liangguang Box Equipment Library, High-Light dressed Pan Jinlian in a sophisticated, upscale gown—well-packaged goods shine, and people shine through their attire. With the new dress, Pan Jinlian appeared dignified and graceful, even more charming and delicate. Standing beside our High-Light, she now truly complemented him perfectly. "Be my husband, won't you? Please, my lord! I pledge my lifelong devotion to you!" With deep sincerity, Pan Jinlian knelt before High-Light, earnestly seeking his favorable response. Gao Liang felt a bit hesitant. Now, within his inner circle of wives, Ying'er, Zhang Yuping, and Chen Yuting were quite stable. Although Dong Jiao was his second wife, he had to admit that she had gone to France to develop her career, and he didn’t want to disrupt her life—he simply wanted to give her space to grow freely. In reality, therefore, his inner circle consisted only of Ying'er, Zhang Yuping, and Chen Yuting. If one included Pan Jinlian, who had come from the Song Dynasty, would that make a difference? Gao Liang certainly felt uncertain. Pan Jinlian had been kneeling steadily, which had puzzled him. He said to her, "Please rise!" But Pan Jinlian remained kneeling: "Lord, if you do not agree, I intend to kneel before you for the rest of my life. I have already taken an oath before heaven, vowing to serve you for life. No matter how you treat me, I will always be devoted to you, serving you for the rest of my days!"