[Fantasy] The Harem is in Chaos (Complete) - 21

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Chapter 82, "Worse than a beast..."

Jinlu was jolted awake by her sudden attack, struggling frantically with her hands and feet, crying out, "Sister Yue, what are you doing?"

Liyue was enjoying her moment of pleasure when he suddenly pushed her away, igniting her anger. She grabbed his arms from above, opening her eyes to see a pair of innocent, dark eyes staring at her with boundless fear. A sense of guilt rose within her, and she suppressed the threatening words that were about to come out, instead pleading gently, "My little pinkie, let Sister Yue kiss you." Saying this, she lowered her head and kissed his lips again.

These devilish lips were so soft and sweet;

she really wanted to bite them. She did as she thought, opening her mouth and biting his lower lip.

Jinlu was enjoying the kiss she had offered when suddenly her lips stung, realizing she was being forced. She had to struggle to make it seem real; this little vixen had almost bewitched her. She

immediately cried out in pain and pushed him away, tears welling in her eyes, "Sister Yue, you're a bad person! You're bullying me!"

Li Yue slumped onto the bed, unable to understand why she felt such urges now. She was perfectly conscious and knew she shouldn't, but…

she really couldn't take it anymore. Since he wouldn't, perhaps she could borrow his bed?

She slumped to the side, loosened her belt, and began to caress herself. Her burning skin seemed to feel better under her touch, but her desire grew ever stronger.

She closed her eyes, imagining it was Yan Huang, his clean, warm hands, glowing with a pale gold hue in the candlelight, gently caressing her skin inch by inch. His warm gaze, like a clear spring, glided over her burning skin, the cool, refreshing feeling slowly seeping into her fiery heart, bringing a sense of pleasure… Her red lips parted slightly, and she began to breathe softly.

Jin Lu stared, stunned, at the woman lying beside him, caressing herself and moaning softly.

He added a colorless and odorless aphrodisiac powder to the ambergris. If she inhaled it, she would involuntarily become aroused and desireful. Logically, driven by instinct, she should pounce on him like a hungry tiger, regardless of any obstacles. Why did she collapse and masturbate after he only resisted slightly?

What should he do now?

To win her over, he had devised a combination of a seductive man ploy and a self-inflicted injury. Therefore, while the powder was aphrodisiac, it wouldn't completely numb her senses. In other words, when she woke up tomorrow, she would remember everything from tonight, without a trace of being under the influence of the aphrodisiac. So, he couldn't pounce on her; only if she forced herself on him would his self-inflicted injury ploy be considered a success.

But judging from the current situation, she seemed to completely disregard him. What should he do?

Although the aphrodisiac was harmless, if he couldn't force himself on her tonight, when she woke up tomorrow and remembered how he had rejected her, she would likely be even more wary of him in the future. Therefore, this excellent opportunity tonight could not be wasted.

But if she didn't come up, he couldn't just carry her up himself; she'd remember tomorrow. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but regret why he'd pushed her so hard. If he'd only pushed her gently, she might still be on top of him.

After a moment of self-reproach, he began to observe her closely, trying to see if there was any chance to turn things around.

Her pale purple dress was already crumpled and disheveled, and her fair skin shone like moonlight through the edges of her purple dress as she moved. Her eyes were closed, her rosy cheeks flushed like rouge, and in the dim light of the evening, she looked as beautiful as a begonia. A few beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. His

Adam's apple bobbed twice, and his gaze shifted downwards.

Her clothes were half-undone, and a small hand slipped inside her silver bra. Her soft, rounded breasts, with her instinctive kneading, peeked out from the top of the bra. Jinlu couldn't see the alluring cherry-red, but the mere sight of the smooth, snowy flesh sliding between her fingers was enough to make his mouth dry. Her

other hand slid down, inadvertently drawing his gaze.

Her slender, white hand caressed her smooth, flat abdomen, her delicate fingertips probing the edge of her underpants, and slowly moving downwards…

“Mmm…” she groaned softly, her brows slightly furrowed.

Seeing this, Jinlu felt all the blood rush to his head, all the heat gather in his lower abdomen, and his manhood instantly throbbed painfully.

Good heavens, she was even more effective than that aphrodisiac powder! The aphrodisiac powder only made her fall down and touch herself, while he, who had taken the antidote, was aroused by her to the point where he wanted to drag her over and do whatever he wanted to her.

He had to think of a way, otherwise, not only would she suffer tonight, but he wouldn't be able to find relief either.

Based on past experience, Li Yue diligently caressed herself, but she couldn't reach that hovering climax of pleasure. Her body's desire grew stronger, and she curled up, moaning softly in discomfort.

"Sister Yue, what's wrong?" Jin Lu's timid voice suddenly came from beside her.

Only then did Li Yue remember that he was still beside her. She opened her eyes and looked at his pale face in the dim light. Almost instinctively,

she reached out to grab his hand, murmuring in a coquettish tone, "Help me, my little pink..." "Help, help you with what?" Jin Lu's hand was already pressed against her snow-white breasts, and he still asked helplessly.

His palm was slightly cool, and it felt very comfortable against her burning skin. She didn't bother to answer him and hurriedly clung to him.

When she sealed his lips again, he didn't resist, knowing she was already lost in passion. The hand she held down complied with her, caressing her smooth, soft, and elastic breasts. He felt a surge of heat coursing through his veins.

His long tongue deftly probed her mouth, and before he could even explore, her slippery tongue entwined with his, a sweet sensation spreading from the tip of their tongues. They kissed

passionately, oblivious to everything else. She shifted slightly, her side-lying position allowing her to lift her long legs and straddle his waist. Struggling free from his lips, she kissed his neck while peeling off his robe, whispering urgently and aggrievedly, "I want...help me..."

Jinlu stroked his skin, smoother than even the finest silk, burning with desire as she asked, "What do you want?"

Liyue's face was already pressed against his broad chest, yet she still couldn't quench her fire. Recalling their last encounter in bed, she pulled his hand towards her secret, forbidden place.

A familiar yet intense tingling sensation quickly radiated from his fingertips. Li Yue pressed herself against him, impatiently nibbling at his firm chest muscles, wanting more.

Jin Lü tensed, the octopus-like demon clinging to him driving him to the brink of collapse. So, he decided to speed things up.

Having experienced what happened on Tianyi Island, his long fingers expertly probed into that honey-drenched yet incredibly tight entrance, pressing directly on her most sensitive spot without much exploration.

"Mmm, ah, right there, right there..." Li Yue's small hands gripped his robe, which she had torn off, trembling as she murmured.

Jin Lü's long fingers clearly felt the intense contractions and squeezing of that tender place. Thinking of the ecstasy that would feel if his pent-up desire could enter there, this seemingly normal flirting made him feel like he was crawling through purgatory.

His breath quickened as he moved his fingers faster, and Li Yue's body tensed more and more, her moans growing louder. Just as she was about to reach her climax, Jin Lu suddenly withdrew his long finger.

"No, don't take it out..." Desperate to release her pent-up desire but unable to find satisfaction, Li Yue's voice even carried a soft sob.

"Sister Yue, I'm tired." Jin Lu's voice was hoarse with grievance.

Li Yue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly rolled over and pinned him beneath her.

Even if she were to be hanged tomorrow for forcibly taking the Crown Prince, she couldn't care less. If she couldn't satisfy herself with him now, it would be far worse than being hanged!

"Sister Yue, what...what are you going to do?" As darkness fell, the palace was unlit, and Li Yue couldn't see Jinlu's expression, only hearing his weak and fearful voice.

"My little pinkie, Sister Yue won't hurt you, at most...just a little taste." Li Yue frantically stripped off his robe and then pulled at his underpants, adopting a forceful, almost domineering stance.

"Will it hurt to taste it?" The devilish man asked, his heart filled with anticipation, yet his expression pitiful.

"Ah?" Li Yue stared at his erect member, still menacingly large even in the dim light, her heart trembling. She didn't even hear his question.

A sense of fear gripped her, but the physical torment seemed even more agonizing. She steadied herself, straddled him, and attempted to unite with him.

Whether it was because he was too big or she was too impatient, his member slid back and forth in her tight spot, unable to penetrate.

Sweat beaded on Jinlu's forehead; she desperately wanted to help, yet dared not make a move.

After a while, Liyue grew impatient, pressing against him and forcing her way in. She had only managed a tiny bit when the sudden, intense pain of being stretched to its limit made her stop and furrow her brow.

Just as she was about to curse the pain, she heard Jinlu's pitiful voice beside her: "Sister Yue, it hurts so much..."

Uh... he felt pain too?

Liyue looked up. In the darkness, she couldn't see his face, only that his star-like eyes seemed to shimmer with tears.

"Be good, Sister Yue feels pain too. Look, I'm not crying." Although it hurt, it couldn't cool the burning desire within her, so she placed her small hands on his chest and slowly lowered her body.

It hurt, but... the feeling of being filled effectively relieved her tense desire.

She bit her lip, following her instincts as she moved up and down with difficulty.

"Mmm... mmm..." After only a few strokes, she couldn't help but moan. This experience once again proved that everything has its advantages and disadvantages. He was throbbing her painfully, but when he moved, she hardly needed to consciously search for him. Every sensitive spot was being rubbed back and forth relentlessly, without exception. The pleasure came quickly and intensely, almost unbearable for her. Yet, her body, controlled by desire, seemed to have its own consciousness, craving that ultimate pleasure that was just a hair's breadth away and unwilling to stop.

Night gradually fell, and the garden lanterns in the garden outside the palace lit up, the faint light shining into the palace through the thin window gauze.

Jinlu lay on the bed, looking at the woman riding on top of him.

In the dim light, the dark gauze dress hung precariously on her fair, jade-like body, her beautiful contours appearing and disappearing with her movements, infinitely alluring.

Her slender neck was slightly raised, her hair already loose, her long hair flying in the wind like a willow branch over her shoulders and back, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as if in pain, fragile yet charming.

Hearing her soft, seductive moans, Jinlu felt himself on the verge of collapse.

He was aroused, but she only let him in halfway. Not only did he miss out on the soft, tight sensation, but she also left

him wanting more. He longed to grip her waist and thrust in hard, to savor the intoxicating sweetness.

But he dared not. Firstly, he knew his own size; given her tightness, a hasty approach might hurt her. Secondly, if he took the initiative, tomorrow's dramatic scene would be difficult to perform.

So, even though it was half pleasure and half pain, agonizing him to the point of wanting to die, he could only endure it.

Liyue's expression grew increasingly tense, her moans growing louder. Finally, after a deep penetration, her body stiffened, and she suddenly collapsed onto his chest, trembling violently.

Jinlu hadn't expected her to be so sensitive; she reached her climax after only a few dozen thrusts, while he, having only received half the pleasure, was far from reaching the edge of gratification.

Jinlu dared not touch her, fearing that if he did, he would be unable to resist turning over and pinning her down to enjoy himself. He gripped the brocade quilt beside him, his muscles tense as he endured this inhuman torment.

The desire aroused by the seductive powder was deep and intense; correspondingly, the pleasure upon satisfaction was exceptionally exhilarating. Therefore, as the dizzying climax slowly subsided, and her nerves, taut from the excessive pleasure, relaxed, Liyue quickly fell asleep, exhausted and content.

Jinlu waited, his brow beaded with sweat, until the woman on top of him was breathing evenly before gently withdrawing from her. Liyue frowned uncomfortably, turned over, and fell fast asleep beside him. Jinlu

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*

The next day, just as dawn broke, Li Yue groggily woke up to find herself lying face down on the bed.

Normally, she rarely slept in this position. She was puzzled, but upon opening her eyes, she found the brocade quilt and satin mattress unfamiliar.

She paused, memories of the previous night flooding her still-unconscious mind.

If she remembered correctly, last night she seemed to have been overcome with lust and...forced herself on his little pink... tender spot?! And, before she fell asleep, he hadn't finished...

God, was this a hallucination?

She tried to get up, supporting herself on her elbows, but as soon as she moved, a burning pain shot through her groin.

It didn't seem like a hallucination; she remembered how big he was, and how painful it had been when he first entered her last night.

Oh God, how could this happen? Could she have been drugged?

Impossible! She skipped breakfast yesterday, ate lunch with Fu Hongsha, and after returning to the East Palace, she was packing to leave without even a sip of water. How could she have been drugged? Besides, she was perfectly lucid last night and knew she shouldn't have been tempted by the young man's beauty and forced herself on him, but... she just couldn't control herself.

How was she supposed to face him today? Would he cling to her?

She nervously turned her head and found herself alone on the large bed. Her gaze swept outside, and she saw Jinlu sitting by the window.

The window was open, and the cool morning breeze gently caressed his long hair. He stared blankly out the window, offering her only a sculpted profile. On his jade-like face, bathed in the morning light, dewdrops slowly fell, gathering into a glistening drop at his chin before shattering into countless pieces on his brocade robe like water overflowing from lotus petals.

Li Yue's brows furrowed into a deep V-shape. Never in her life had she witnessed such a sight or person made her feel so utterly beastly.

She knew he hadn't wanted to last night; he had struggled and resisted, but ultimately seemed to have yielded. She had been prepared to accept his tearful complaints, willing to make amends for her actions the previous night if he brought it up.

But… his silent tears, without a sound, were unbearable.

Composing herself, she sat up, straightened her clothes, and, seeing Jinlu's lack of reaction, coughed lightly.

Jinlu didn't immediately turn to look at her as she expected. Instead, he quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, then slowly turned back, his eyes red, forcing a smile, and whispered, "Sister Yue, you're awake."

Seeing him like this, Li Yue felt even more guilty. Scratching her forehead in annoyance, she stammered, "Little pinkie, last night I…"

Jinlu lowered his face, his slender fingers repeatedly kneading the gold trim on his robe sleeves. After a long while, he whispered, "Sister Yue, please don't say anymore. I don't blame you."

Uh… so easy to talk to? Liyue was somewhat taken aback.

Jinlu looked up, seeing her incredulous expression, then turned his head slightly and added, "Actually, last night I didn't want to resist… because I've liked Sister Yue for a long time."

Liyue's eyes widened.

"But I also know that Sister Yue doesn't like me… From childhood, I've been the child you need to save. Even now, I still can't give you anything, and I'm not as dashing and eloquent as Su Yingge. I've always known that Sister Yue has never cared about me…" He choked up, on the verge of tears.

Liyue watched him sitting in the morning light, everything around him gleaming, except for his somber expression.

She knew he must have been unhappy all these years, losing his mother at a young age, with scheming brothers constantly plotting against him. He had no one to rely on, no one to confide in. He might be in pain, he might be resentful, but he had no other choice, just like Yan Huang.

"I...I didn't..." Seeing him so heartbroken in front of her, she tried to comfort him, but before she could finish speaking, he interrupted her.

"Sister Yue, forget about last night, at least you don't have to think about taking responsibility for it. In the future...if I live, if Sister Yue occasionally thinks of me, please come and see me, okay? Just like visiting a friend...or a younger brother? If...I die, then Sister Yue, please don't come. Sheng Yang then will definitely be different from now, and you will be in danger." He looked at her, clearly sorrowful, yet forcing himself to be calm.

Li Yue's heart softened. He was so humble in front of her, almost begging her for some affection, whether it was friendship or kinship, it didn't matter, and these were clearly what he had wanted but couldn't get all these years.

This couldn't help but remind her of seven years ago, the boy who always liked to drag his still-healing wounded body behind her like a tail, sweetly calling her "Sister Yue". The scene before her made her feel, in a daze, that everything remained the same except for the fact that they had both grown up.

Of course, she could see that what he truly desired was perhaps her love.

"Sister Yue, can you promise me?" He looked at her, a hint of poignant expectation appearing in his shimmering eyes.

Li Yue got out of bed, slowly walked to him, paused, and then reached out to hug him.

His body stiffened slightly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face in her chest and sobbing, "Sister Yue, I lied to you. Actually, I don't want you to treat me as a friend or a younger brother... I like you, and I hope you can like me too... Sister Yue, could you try to like me, just a little bit? I won't compete with anyone else, I won't stop you from liking anyone else. I'm willing to stay here and wait for you. You can come whenever you want, and you can leave whenever you want. As long as... as long as you have me in your heart..."

Chapter 83: Devastating News...

Li Yue Won't Leave.

Apart from Yan Huang, no man had ever shed tears in front of her, yet Jin Lu had cried so bitterly in front of her. Perhaps it was because she rarely shed tears, or perhaps her tears were only for her own heart, but faced with Jinlu, she truly couldn't remain unmoved. In

the Longhua Palace, Li Shi, seeing his master's smug, cat-like satisfaction, knew without asking that the plan had succeeded.

This was actually expected; anything he personally undertook almost never ended in failure.

"Your Highness, this is the intelligence that arrived this morning. Please take a look." He handed over a stack of letters.

Jinlu took them, read a few pages, and then began to rub her eyes. Lack of sleep last night, coupled with so much crying this morning, made her eyes quite uncomfortable.

After a short while, she returned the letters to Li Shi, sighed deeply, and said, "After so long, I've finally figured out his trump card. Now, it's truly a matter of life and death."

Li Shi lowered his brows and said, "If we could retrieve the key to the Heavenly Treasure Box now..."

"The outcome would still be uncertain. His influence is deeper than I anticipated. The reason we are safe now is simply because he hasn't yet figured out my trump card." Jinlu's long eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“Your Highness, do you think we should contact Yan Huang?” Li Shi suggested.

Jin Lu shook his head, saying, “He can’t even protect a woman; he’s probably too busy taking care of himself right now.”

After a pause, he suddenly asked, “Is there any movement from the Ying Prince’s residence?”

Li Shi reported, “No, Yuan Qi seems genuinely afraid of Miss Qin, and I’ve heard he’s been particularly concerned about Fu Hongsha these past few days.”

Jin Lu’s eyes darted around, then he changed the subject: “Regarding the key to the Tianqin Treasure Box, following the map is like finding a needle in a haystack, but it seems there’s no other choice right now. Re-interrogate Xu Mi and get an image.”

Li Shi accepted the order.

Jin Lu beckoned, saying, “There’s one more thing; arrange it immediately.”

Li Shi leaned closer, and Jin Lu whispered a few words in his ear. Li Shi nodded repeatedly.

*

Two days later, Jin Lu received the portrait painted by the artist based on Xu Mi’s description.

He squinted his long eyes, scrutinizing the girl in the portrait from all angles, and asked Li Shi, "Don't you think this person looks familiar?"

Li Shi hesitated and said, "I think this person looks about 80% like Miss Qin."

Jin Lu pressed his forehead and said, "You're really letting your concern cloud your judgment! How could I forget? She saved me in a caravan, and the people in the caravan did call her 'girl.' However, Xu Mi probably hadn't joined yet, so I never saw him in the caravan. How come she's involved in everything?"

Li Shi, however, was delighted and said, "If it's definitely Miss Qin... " "Then we can expect to get the key to the Heavenly Treasure Box back soon."

Jinlu seemed a little worried, saying, "I don't know where she threw away the Crown Prince's Golden Token that I gave her last year. It's something from six or seven years ago..."

Li Shi said, "This matter is of great importance. Why don't I go and ask Miss Qin? Maybe she still remembers it."

Jinlu raised her hand to stop him, saying, "You can't ask. If she finds out that Sumi is in my hands, the matter of framing Huangfu Jue will be exposed. In that case, you should immediately send a message to Su Yingge by carrier pigeon and have him come and ask. As for how to explain himself, he shouldn't need to teach you."

Li Shi accepted the order.

Jinlu also specifically instructed, "When he comes, don't interfere with his meeting with Liyue, but you must keep a close eye on him at all times."

*

In the afternoon, at the East Palace's Zhuolong Pool.

This was originally Jinlu's private bathing pool, but it had changed hands in the past few days.

Barefoot, adorned with golden threads, he walked on the smooth wooden floor. Crimson petals trailed along the edge of the clear pond, where delicate flowers floated in twos and threes. At the other end of the square pond, beneath an open window, lay a chaise longue covered with a jade mat. On it lay a seductive sleeping beauty.

He silently approached the chaise, sat cross-legged on the floor, rested one hand on the edge of the chaise, and gazed at her, gazing at her.

Undeniably, sometimes one's overall liking for a person can influence judgment of their appearance. Judging

solely by her face and figure, she wasn't the most beautiful he had ever seen, but overall, no one was more beautiful. Beauty is merely a shell, while true beauty is clearly a higher realm—an indescribable feeling, an irresistible charm.

He had never seen so many stories and colors in the eyes of a single woman, never experienced both allure and purity simultaneously in one woman.

He already knew she wasn't a virgin back on Tianyi Island.

But his standard for judging purity was thought, not body; therefore, when he looked at a woman, he usually looked at her eyes rather than her chest.

At nine years old, he thought his love for Li Yue had reached its peak, but now it seemed this love had no end. It was a strange feeling, yet real and clear.

He didn't want to delve into fate or analyze the reasons; throughout his life, he had constantly pondered human nature and studied the political situation, and he also wanted to be pure for once.

In fact, he hesitated in deciding how to keep her, because he didn't know how much longer he had to live.

If he lost his contest with Jin Wei, then his remaining time would obviously be limited. This relationship with Li Yue might very well be the first and only true love in his short life, and he had no reason to wrong himself.

Before doing anything, he was used to planning for the worst, but this time, for her, he made the best plan; he hoped he could live.

If he could win this contest, then what awaited him next would undoubtedly be a war of love. Li Yue didn't have much affection for him; at least, there was no love, he knew. The only thing he could use was the lingering pity she held for him from years ago.

In this situation, he only sought a foothold to establish himself and survive, just as he had endured in the palace. What were the benefits of lowering his stance? First, she wouldn't be particularly wary of him. Second, even if something happened, it would be easier for him to clear his name.

However, before that, some people's mouths needed to be shut forever, and Su Yingge was the first to be targeted.

*

The Fifth Prince Jin Wei was assassinated during a top-secret trip. Unlike last time, this time the target was Prince Ying, Yuan Qi.

The assassin was a guard who had followed Jin Wei for four years, risking his life for him and doing countless things for him, earning his deep trust.

This same person nearly chopped off his neck. Had he not habitually arranged for assassins to guard his bedside at night, he likely wouldn't have survived.

Subsequent investigation revealed a brazier in the guard's room containing a corner of a piece of paper that hadn't been completely burned, bearing the character "动" (dòng, meaning "move").

As a prince, Jinwei naturally possessed exceptional abilities; his excellent memory was one of his strengths. This single character led him to pinpoint a person—Prince Ying, Yuan Qi.

The handwriting was almost identical.

"动"—what did it mean? Immediate action? Or waiting for an opportunity?

He immediately ordered his men to investigate. They discovered that a woman named Qin Liyue had been frequently visiting Prince Ying's residence recently, and this woman now resided in the Eastern Palace…

Once the seed of suspicion was planted, endless investigation and evidence gathering followed.

Of course, all of this was done in secret. If Yuan Qi had betrayed him, it must have been because he had been bribed by Jinlu; if he revealed any clues beforehand, Jinlu might help him escape.

How could he let someone who dared to betray him escape unscathed?

*

The air in Shengyang remained tranquil and fresh. In the early morning, as the sun rose and the sky shone with brilliant light, Li Yue strolled through the streets, munching on melon seeds, intending to buy some baby supplies for Fu Hongsha, when she suddenly bumped into Su Yingge.

He appeared out from behind her, his opening move being a sudden, sharp flick on the forehead, which nearly made Li Yue jump.

Turning around and seeing it was Su Yingge, she clutched her head and kicked him, cursing, "Did you come all this way to die?"

Su Yingge, dressed in a long, snow-white satin robe with a hidden bamboo pattern, was even more strikingly beautiful than the newly blooming white chrysanthemums by the roadside. The right corner of his mouth habitually curved into a wicked smile, and his face, bathed in the glow of the sunrise, was vivid and radiant. He lazily said, "I thought you were dead here, not going back for so long. Turns out you're still alive."

"Whether I live or die is none of your business, you damned guy, every time you show up you ruin my mood." Li Yue lunged at him and hit him.

Su Yingge laughed, dodging as she spoke, "I can't help it, you always look half-dead whenever I see you, but today you're full of energy, it's a bit unusual."

"Get lost! Let me tell you, today you either let me give you a headbutt or let me give you anal sex, you choose." This damned man was quite skilled in light footwork, and Li Yue couldn't catch him for a moment, so she shouted angrily.

"How dare you! Anal sex? Do you even have the capital? Show it to me first!" Su Yingge stood on the roof and mocked her, their explicit conversation attracting the attention of passersby.

Li Yue stomped her foot and leaped onto the roof, saying, "Cucumber, eggplant, medicine mortar, spiked club... I have plenty of capital, there's bound to be one that will satisfy you, so don't be shy and just give in to me!"

Su Yingge shook her head and sighed, "After following that lecherous Jinlu for so long, I'm really getting less and less into it."

"Don't worry about whether I'm into it or not, letting me give you anal sex is the right thing to do!" Li Yue persisted.

After a cat-and-mouse game, Su Yingge was the first to give in, obediently letting Li Yue give her a good whack on the head before she could finally catch her breath.

"Hey, what brings you here? It's not because you miss me, is it?" Li Yue asked with a sly grin.

"My mother misses you," Su Yingge replied without batting an eye.

"Uh… well, I think I'll stay here a little longer and then go back, cough!" Remembering her mother's almost forced marriage tactics, Li Yue shuddered and continued wandering aimlessly through the streets.

"I haven't had breakfast yet, aren't you going to invite me?" Su Yingge started nagging again.

"Go eat by yourself." A red, unidentified object flew from her hand towards her. Su Yingge caught it and saw it was a large ruby; the craftsmanship and color suggested it was from the palace.

"What do you mean?" Su Yingge asked, puzzled.

"I'm broke. This is a dragon's eye I just pried off the dragon pillar in the Little Pink Dragon Flower Palace this morning. Go and get me some money, and give me the rest after breakfast." Li Yue stopped looking at a baby's bib, touched it a couple of times and felt the material was bad, then continued walking.

Su Yingge stared wide-eyed at her great-aunt's nonchalant and matter-of-fact look, immediately swallowing the words she was about to say, and pulled her towards the nearest restaurant.

"What are you doing? Just say what you want to say, stop pulling me around!" Li Yue was dragged to a corner by the window in the restaurant's lobby, and impatiently slapped his hand away.

After dealing with the waiter, Su Yingge held up the ruby and lowered his voice, saying, "Have you ever seen six black gemstones, hexagonal prisms, about three or four times the length of this one?"

Li Yue rolled her eyes at him and said, "What nonsense! I've never seen them."

Su Yingge paused, then frowned and said, "Think carefully. Six years ago, didn't you steal a bundle of gold and silver jewelry from a thief named Xumi? There were six black gemstones like that in there."

Li Yue blinked, then blinked again, and asked, "Why are you asking about that?"

"That's the key to the Heavenly Treasure Box," Su Yingge said, staring at her.

Li Yue froze, then scratched her forehead and said, "Let me think."

She tilted her head back, frowned, and thought for a long time before saying, "It seems... there was such a thing."

"Where are those gemstones now?" Su Yingge asked.

Li Yue said impatiently, "It's been so many years, how would I know where it is?"

Su Yingge sighed helplessly, "You'd better think about it."

Li Yue tilted her head, about to think it over, when she suddenly realized what Su Yingge meant and asked, "How do you know all this?"

Su Yingge picked up her teacup, her eyebrows remaining fixed on the scene. "Not long ago, Xumi fell into the hands of the Heavenly Saint Palace. You should be aware of the relationship between my Canal Gang and the Heavenly Saint Palace. As for why we approached you, it's because Murong Juan told me that you and Xumi had worked in the same caravan."

*

In the East Palace, Jinlu hurried towards the Dragon Flower Hall, Li Shi following behind.

"Is the news true?" Upon entering the hall, Jinlu turned and asked with a grave expression.

Li Shi nodded: "It's true. Our people have already confirmed it. It is indeed Fu Hongsha. Her body is still hanging in Weilan Square."

"Wasn't it said she was pregnant?" Jinlu frowned.

Li Shi said, "It looks like it's been six or seven months."

Jin Lu slowly sat down beside him and said, "I never imagined Yuan Qi would be so ruthless. He'd rather die with his unborn child than come and rely on me."

He paused, frowned, and shook his head, his face full of worry. "This is bad, really bad..."

Li Shi whispered, "Your Highness, you can't be blamed for this. How could you have imagined he would kill his wife and child to prove his innocence to Jin Wei?"

Jin Lu raised his hand to stop him and said, "Fu Hongsha is of extraordinary significance to Li Yue. If she finds out that this tragedy was caused by my scheme to sow discord, even if it wasn't my intention, I'm afraid she won't forgive me. So, gather your men immediately and bring Yuan Qi here first."

"Too late, Your Highness. Upon receiving news of Fu Hongsha's accident, our men immediately went to the Ying Prince's residence to investigate and found only a few servants left. The Ying Prince's family was nowhere to be found," Li Shi said.

Jinlu was stunned. After a while, he reached up and rubbed his forehead, saying, "This time, I was inconsiderate."

"In my opinion, it's not that Your Highness was inconsiderate, but rather that Prince Ying is worse than a beast. He's usually refined and courteous, but when it comes to crucial moments, he's capable of any beastly act," Li Shi comforted him.

"Where is Li Yue now?" Jinlu asked.

"When I returned, she was still talking with Su Yingge at Fenghui Tower. By now, she probably already knows about this," Li Shi said.

"Make arrangements. Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find Prince Ying, Yuan Qi. What has happened cannot be changed, but I must give Li Yue an explanation," Jinlu said calmly.

Chapter 84, Why Bury Himself...

It was another evening with the setting sun as red as blood.

On a grassy field by a mountain and a river on the outskirts of Sheng Yang, a large pit was dug, and a mahogany coffin was placed beside it.

The coffin lid was pushed open halfway. Li Yue stood to the side, looking down at Fu Hongsha's face, which had long since lost its expression and warmth, her mind blank.

From the moment she saw her hanging in Vilan Square that morning, to untying her and carrying her through two streets, to placing her in a coffin and transporting her here by carriage, she hadn't come to her senses.

She still couldn't accept the news of Fu Hongsha's death. She was perfectly fine yesterday; they were discussing whether the child in her womb was a boy or a girl, and what name to give it…

There were no other injuries on her body, no pain on her face; she must have been drugged and then hanged.

In the Prince's mansion, the only person who could make her lower her guard was Prince Ying, Yuan Qi.

Li Yue reached out, touching her face. When her fingertips clearly felt the stiffness and coldness of the skin, her heart clenched painfully, yet no tears welled in her eyes, only a raw, agonizing torment.

The last one, the last Fu Hongsha who had given her warmth like a sister, was dead.

She had to admit, she seemed to be getting more and more used to such loss. The pain remained, but her nerves seemed to be growing stronger. When she lost her mother, she was on the verge of collapse and didn't want to live alone; when she lost her master, she cried uncontrollably; when she lost Yu Wuchen, she stood in the rain silently weeping; when she lost Ye Qianxun, she forced back her tears; when she lost Qu Liushang, she could already smile…

But Sister A-Sha was not comparable to Ye Qianxun or Qu Liushang, so today she couldn't smile, nor could she cry.

She bit her lip, her eyes deep and dark, looking at Fu Hongsha's tightly closed eyes, and asked softly, "Sister A-Sha, does it hurt?"

The wind blew past her ears, and she knew she would never get the answer in this lifetime.

Her gaze swept over her swollen belly, and she continued, "I know you don't want to leave because you don't want your child to be without a father. Please wait patiently for a while, and I will bring him to keep you company."

…

Su Yingge stood by the water not far away. He knew Li Yue was in great pain. He had been watching her, and she didn't cry or make a fuss, not even showing any resentment, making it difficult for him to find a way to comfort her.

She was very good at hiding her vulnerability, so much so that she didn't give anyone a chance to see it. But...

for some reason, he really wanted to go up and hug her, to let her lean against him.

He also restrained himself, because he knew that he wasn't worthy of her quietly seeking comfort in his arms at this time.

*

After returning to Sheng Yang, Li Yue paused at the intersection leading to the Ying Prince's residence.

"Want to go? I'll go with you." Su Yingge finally found an opportunity to break the silence between them.

"If he still dares to stay in the Ying Prince's residence now, I'll have to look at him with new eyes." Li Yue turned around and strode towards the East Palace.

"Jin Lu, find out something for me immediately." Kicking open the door of the Longhua Palace, Li Yue ignored the others in the hall and looked at Jin Lu with a cold expression, shouting loudly.

Since their reunion, this was the first time she had called him by his name directly. Jin Lu felt a little uneasy. He dismissed his subordinates in the hall, leaving only him and Li Yue.

When Li Shi left, he closed the palace door for the two of them. Jin Lu looked at Li Yue, a hint of guilt gradually appearing on his face. He whispered, "Sister Yue, there's something I want to tell you."

Li Yue stared into his eyes, her fists clenching silently. She said expressionlessly, "Speak."

"Four years ago, I planted a spy by Jin Wei's side. A few days ago, I ordered this spy to assassinate Jin Wei and frame Prince Ying, Yuan Qi. I intended to sow discord between Jin Wei and Yuan Qi, hoping that Yuan Qi would have no other choice but to come to me. But I didn't expect... he would rather kill his wife and children to prove his innocence than surrender to me." Jin Lu lowered his eyes, his fingers tightly gripping the hem of his sleeve, looking like a child who had done something wrong and didn't know what to do.

"Did you come up with this scheme because you saw me getting along so closely with Fu Hongsha recently?" Li Yue pressed.

Jinlu looked up at her weakly, and after a long while, nodded honestly, "Sister Yue, I know I was wrong. Yuan Qi is currently missing. Once I find him and have him buried with Sister A-Sha, you can do whatever you want with me."

Li Yue leaned on the table and slowly sat down beside her. After a long silence, she leaned back in her chair, looking at the exquisite ceiling above the hall, her tone soft yet resolute: "If that's the case, how can Yuan Qi alone be enough to be buried with A-Sha?"

"Sister Yue, I cannot shirk my responsibility in this matter. Just tell me what you want to do. If I can fulfill your wish before I die, I can die in peace." Jinlu stood there, looking at her with sincere sadness.

Li Yue glanced at him and suddenly laughed, saying, "You think I would blame you? No." Her laughter turned cold and sinister, saying, "You did give him a choice. Since he could do this, tragedy was only a matter of time."

"Sister Yue..." Her words were truly unexpected to Jinlu, and she was momentarily stunned.

"Jinlu, how long are you planning to keep this tug-of-war with Jinwei going?" After a moment, Liyue suddenly asked.

Jinlu lowered his eyes and said, "It's hard to say. His strength is above mine, so I dare not act rashly. He doesn't know the extent of my strength, so he also dares not act rashly." These words clearly contradicted the innocent and naive image he had previously projected to Liyue. But he knew he couldn't pretend in this matter; if he messed up, Liyue would no longer trust him.

"Let's make a plan. Who do we need to deal with? How many people do we need? When should we act, and what should the order be? How many of your men can handle? I'll fill in the rest for you," Liyue said, enunciating each word clearly.

For the sake of Sister Asha, for the first time in her life, she considered using her connections to mobilize resources to help her achieve her goal.

Jinlu looked astonished: "Sister Yue, you...you're going to help me?"

"Not to help you," Liyue stood up. "Since they dared to touch Asha, they must be prepared to pay the price." Besides Yuan Qi, there was also the entire force he couldn't bear to abandon even after killing his wife and children; she would uproot them completely. Only in this way could she feel she could give Fu Hongsha an explanation.

*

Su Yingge didn't live in the East Palace; he stayed at Fenghui Tower, which he had visited with Liyue during the day.

That evening, Liyue went to see him.

"Are you free lately?" she asked as soon as he opened the door.

"Is something wrong?" Su Yingge invited her in.

"If you're free, come with me to Xiwu. I think I might remember where I lost that broken key." Liyue poured herself a cup of tea.

Su Yingge lowered his eyes. Actually, he wasn't very willing to find the key to the Imperial Treasure Box for Jinlu. He knew very well that if Jinlu successfully destroyed Jinwei and seized power in Nanfo, then he would definitely be the next target. He knew too much about him.

Now, although he had found a way out for himself, who could guarantee that this path wouldn't end at a precipice?

At the center of the vortex, he had originally only hoped to protect his parents, but now…

looking at the girl opposite him with eyes like cold stars and a face like beautiful jade, he felt a pang of reluctance to leave this world.

"Okay," he heard himself reply.

He knew he should go. Since Jinlu already knew the key was in her hands, even if he didn't go, Jinlu would surely find another way to get it. So why not take this opportunity to spend more time with her?

"Let me make one thing clear first: I'm not taking you to get the key so you can curry favor with the Heavenly Saint Palace. I hope to sell it for some money. Many people in the Three Kingdoms want this key now. I'll sell it to whoever offers the highest price, and I'll use the money for something else. Can you do this?" Liyue stared at him.

Su Yingge looked up at her but didn't speak.

"Don't force yourself if you can't do it. I'll find someone else." Liyue always preferred decisiveness and didn't like dragging things out.

"Okay." Su Yingge composed himself and agreed calmly.

*

The next day, Li Shi sent Liyue a booklet. Jinlu's father's old illness had relapsed, and he was busy holding his ground at the dragon bedside, so he couldn't come in person.

Li Yue glanced at the booklet and realized that Jin Lu's main weakness lay in how to eliminate all of Jin Wei's forces in the city as quickly as possible before the reinforcements from Weicheng arrived, preventing the news from leaking out. This was the core of the whole matter. As for the troops stationed in other places who were loyal to Jin Wei, Jin Lu had also prepared a considerable number of troops and equipment, but once the war started, it wouldn't be a matter of just one or two days, and he was short of food and supplies.

Closing the booklet, Li Yue quickly went through the people she could mobilize in her mind, and then asked Li Shi, "If everything goes smoothly, when can we make our move?"

"Two and a half months from now, on New Year's Eve, there will be a palace banquet as usual, and all the imperial relatives, nobles, civil and military officials will be invited to attend. That will be the best time to make our move," Li Shi said.

Li Yue nodded, handed the booklet back to Li Shi, and said, "Tell Jin Lu that I have only one condition: on the day of the move, no one in the Ying Prince's mansion, regardless of age or gender, is allowed to move. They must all be handed over to me intact."

Li Shi agreed.

The next day, Li Yue and Su Yingge each rode out of Sheng Yang and headed straight for Xiwu.

Pei

Yanxi had been feeling down lately, with everything going wrong.

Her relationship with Yan Huang had never been particularly good; it had only been maintained by the Empress Dowager. After the Qin Liyue incident, it was practically over.

Now, although Yan Huang acted much the same as before when they met, she could sense his dislike for her. The Empress Dowager,

who had always doted on her, had also been acting strangely these past few months, seemingly absent-minded. She showed no interest in the trinkets Pei Yanxi brought or the interesting things she heard, yet she would often stare at her absentmindedly.

She thought of seeking comfort at the Prince Chen's residence, but her father had suddenly become very busy, either out all day or locked in his study, whispering to someone, the purpose of which remained a mystery. Even her usually gentle and kind mother had become cryptic.

She felt suffocated by the air in Yong'an, so she packed her bags and set off for Xiwu Jiuhua Mountain to find Yu Wuchen.

She stayed on Mount Jiuhua for a whole month, yet she still couldn't catch a glimpse of Yu Wuchen.

She knew he hadn't gone on a long trip to inspect the shops as the servants had claimed; he simply didn't want to see her.

This only worsened her mood.

Back in Yong'an, she stopped suppressing her discontent and began locking herself in her room every day, smashing things and verbally abusing the maids and servants.

At first, her mother came to visit and comfort her, but after a few times, she stopped.

She didn't actually want her mother to come; she wanted the Empress Dowager to visit her. No one in Dongyi had more power than the Empress Dowager. As long as the Empress Dowager treated her with the same affection as before, she feared no one and cared about nothing.

But the Empress Dowager never came. In the past, even if she caught a cold and sneezed, the Empress Dowager would come to see her personally.

She wondered if Qin Liyue had finally revealed her affair with the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden to the Empress Dowager.

She hated it all—she hated the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, but she hated Qin Liyue even more.

Back then, before she met Yu Wuchen, she was utterly awestruck by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden she first saw in the Imperial Garden. At that time, she knew nothing, nothing about men, and had never experienced male seduction. So, on their second meeting, they slept together.

But aside from those initial few moments of physical pleasure, she lost far more than she gained.

Qin Liyue was practically her nemesis; since meeting her, nothing had gone smoothly for her.

This time, she had narrowly escaped death from Qin Liyue's clutches, and she was furious. She sent her men to hunt her down, but they vanished without a trace, disappearing into the Southern Buddha. In the past few months, she had sent out three groups of men, none of whom returned alive.

She was furious, resentful, and helpless, but besides venting her anger in her room, there was nothing she could do.

It was another irritating evening. Thinking of the long, lonely, and hopeless night that lay ahead, she smashed everything she could in the room. Her maids and servants, without needing to be chased away, all fled.

Exhausted, she looked at her disheveled room and, overwhelmed with sorrow, buried her face in her arms and sobbed.

She cried for an unknown amount of time. "Being a princess isn't easy," a low male voice suddenly whispered in her ear.

Pei Yanxi, still half-asleep, thought it was a hallucination and paid no attention, continuing to sob on the table.

"Being a fake princess is even harder," the male voice added.

Pei Yanxi heard him clearly this time. She sprang to her feet, her bloodshot eyes wide as she stared at the veiled man standing across the table like a ghost. She was stunned for a long time before stammering, "You...how did you get in?"

The windows and doors were tightly shut, and the floor was littered with shards of porcelain. This man had walked right up to her, and she hadn't noticed at all!

The man smiled with a sigh, slowly sitting down opposite her. He said, "Princess Pei, don't be afraid. I'm here to save you, not to harm you."

She didn't know martial arts, and since this man could appear and disappear so mysteriously, his martial arts must be quite good. Besides, he was so close to her now; if she struggled and cried out, she might lose her life at his hands in the next moment. She might as well listen to what he had to say first. Although Pei Yanxi was willful, she still had some sense.

So she calmed down, her gaze regaining the cold arrogance befitting her status, and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Don't look at me like that. You should know that you originally didn't have that right," the man said calmly, meeting her gaze directly.

Pei Yanxi frowned, impatiently saying, "Speak plainly. This princess has no time for your beating around the bush!"

The man suddenly smiled and said, "Alright!" He reached out and placed a scroll on the table.

"What's this?" Pei Yanxi asked, puzzled.

"Why don't you open it and see?" The man leaned back in his chair with a relaxed air.

Pei Yanxi suspiciously reached out, unfolded the scroll, and frowned, saying, "How do you have my portrait?"

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully. This painting was created nineteen years ago. The woman in the painting is not you, but your biological mother," the man said, dropping a bombshell.

Pei Yanxi glanced at the lower left corner and, sure enough, saw the date and seal. But the man's words baffled her. She immediately tossed the painting aside and sneered, "Nonsense! I am a princess of the Chen Prince's Mansion, and my biological mother is right here. You stole a portrait of the princess, added a date from nineteen years ago, and fabricated this absurd story. What are you trying to do?"

The man didn't argue, only asking, "Princess, you have a pink, petal-like birthmark on your right shoulder, don't you?"

Pei Yanxi was startled and asked, "How did you know?"

The man laughed again, saying, "Some things, you can't hide from everyone just because you want to. And some things, even if you see them with your own eyes, may not be true."

Pei Yanxi frowned at him, persistently asking, "How exactly do you know I have a birthmark on my shoulder? Do you have spies around me?" Only her parents, the Empress Dowager, and her trusted maid who bathed her knew about this birthmark; no one else could possibly know.

"You really think it's a birthmark?" the man countered.

Pei Yanxi lost his patience, abruptly stood up, and quickly took a few steps back, pointing at the man in black and saying, "If you keep playing these tricks, I'll call for help!"

The man in black shook his head slightly, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, placed it on the table, and looked at Pei Yanxi, saying, "This is a potion for removing tattoos. You should know that a real birthmark can only be removed by peeling off the skin, but a tattoo, with just a light rub of this potion, will reveal the original skin in less than half an hour. You can try it if you don't believe me."

As he spoke, he stood up, looked at Pei Yanxi staring at the porcelain bottle, and said, "If you don't want to keep your current position, you can pretend I was never here, but I must tell you, the real princess is still alive, and she doesn't know her own background. If I bring her here, I believe she will be very grateful to me."

Before leaving, he added, "If I come back tomorrow and find an ambush here, I guarantee that the next day Prince Chen and his wife will have detailed evidence that you are not their biological daughter." After speaking, he slowly walked out of the moon gate and disappeared silently from the outside.

Pei Yanxi stood frozen for a long time before she came to her senses.

What had he just said? That she wasn't the real princess? That the birthmark on her shoulder was fake? That her birth mother was someone else?

Impossible! Impossible!

He must be lying!

Pei Yanxi picked up the porcelain vase, ready to smash it, but then she remembered the recent change in her parents' and Empress Dowager's attitudes towards her, and stopped.

No, she couldn't act impulsively. What if… all of this was true?

To be honest, she had noticed all her life that she didn't look like her parents at all, but she had never connected it to the idea that she wasn't their biological daughter.

If she really wasn't, then she wasn't a princess? Everything she had now would be taken by someone else?

No, absolutely not! This was her home, she had lived here for seventeen years, no matter what the truth was, she would never give up her home, her parents, and her status!

No, that person must have been lying to her, how could she not be the real princess?

...

Tossing and turning until late at night, the room dimly lit, she rose, slowly walked to the bronze mirror, hesitated for a moment, removed her clothes, and slightly turned to look at the back of her right shoulder.

In that instant, she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her from head to toe, freezing her almost completely, rendering her immobile.

Her right shoulder was completely white; where was the birthmark?

She had only applied some medicine to the birthmark before going to bed; she hadn't even felt any pain.

How could this be? She really wasn't...

The thought had barely formed when she slumped limply to the dressing table.

Covering her face with her hands, her mind went blank.

Did the absence of the birthmark prove she truly wasn't the biological daughter of Prince Chen and his wife? She dared not ask.

If she truly wasn't their biological daughter, then who had switched her with the real princess? And why? She had no answers.

The thought that everything she possessed could vanish at any moment made her heart feel as if it were being fried in oil.

Tomorrow, when that man comes again, she must get to the bottom of it. He will definitely give her an answer.

Regardless of the truth of the matter, silencing him and preserving her own position is paramount.

*

"Why? Why won't you tell me?" Pei Yanxi hadn't expected the man in black to remain silent about the details and reasons for her transfer.

The man in black looked at her calmly and said, "I have no obligation to answer your questions. I'm here to make a deal with you."

Pei Yanxi forcibly suppressed the surging anger within her, staring fiercely at him, and asked, "What deal?"

"I want to do some things in Dongyi. These things might include business, mining, making friends, and so on. With your current status and power, you should be able to help me a lot. Of course, the premise is that you want to keep your current position," the man said.

Pei Yanxi had never been threatened like this before. The anger in her chest swelled to the point where she almost roared, but she held back, letting out a cold laugh. "You flatter me too much," she said. "Though I am a princess, matters like mining are not my concern."

The man in black smiled. "Don't worry," he said, "I know what I'm doing. If it's not something you can help with, I won't come to you."

Pei Yanxi turned her head. "I can help you, but how can I trust you to keep quiet?"

"It seems you have no choice but to believe me. Isn't that right, Princess Pei?" the man's smile was chilling.

Pei Yanxi was speechless, filled with resentment. She thought to herself: No matter what, I must keep him calm for now. She had to buy herself some opportunities to seek the truth.

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