[Wuxia] April in the Human World (Complete) - 14

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Chapter 47 Bowing Down in Submission

The dead of winter, the weather bitterly cold. Looking up, I saw glistening snowflakes falling from the sky like goose feathers.

I rubbed my hands together and turned to call out, "Xiaoyu." Three days after Xiaobi and Li Liang's affair was reported, Xiaobi hastily married Li Liang. Xiaoyu naturally took Xiaobi's place as the only head maid in my room. (In this society, especially for someone like my father, his daughter should have many servants, but I was never one to be waited on, so I always had only one head maid.) However, I hadn't handed the lock key back to Xiaoyu.

"Miss," Xiaoyu entered from the outer room, curtsying.

"Bring me a cloak."

"Miss, are you going out?"

"Yes." I nodded with a smile and said, "I saw some books at Father's place the other day, and I really like them. I'd like to go and get them to read."

"But it's snowing heavily outside. Miss, you should wait until the snow stops before you go," Xiaoyu suggested, frowning.

I looked out the window, shook my head, and said, "This snow will continue for several days. Do you think I have to wait several days to read a book? I'll go get it and come right back. Don't worry."

"Yes." Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, but still agreed. She walked carefully to the lacquered red wardrobe, opened it, took out the cloak, draped it over my shoulders, and tied the belt.

"Miss, how about we take a sedan chair?" Xiaoyu asked, frowning.

"No need." I shook my head. "

Then Miss, at least bring a hand warmer," Xiaoyu suggested as a second choice.

"Hmm." I couldn't refuse, so I nodded in agreement.

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In the swirling snow, I walked slowly, and it took me a long time to reach Father's study. I walked up the steps, intending to push open the heavy door, but I heard suppressed moans from inside and rapid breathing from a man. My heart tightened, and almost unconsciously, I tiptoed to the window. I poked a hole in the white paper covering the window with my finger, and slowly peered through the small hole. I saw my father on top of my mother, her eyes closed, her head tilted back, her arms tightly wrapped around my father's shoulders, her body limp as he thrust into her.

I stared in shock, my head buzzing, and the hand warmer in my hand crashed to the ground with a bang, the red-hot embers scorching my white shoes.

"Who?!" came my father's angry shout from inside.

My mind was in turmoil. I stumbled back a few steps, then turned and ran for my life…

I

ran too fast, my chest tightened, I felt like I was suffocating…

I grabbed a tree trunk, my body giving way, and collapsed to my knees in the vast snowfield. My body trembled uncontrollably. I felt myself crying, because two warm, wet streams were slowly flowing down my face, growing ever stronger…

“Shu’er!” My father’s voice called from behind, urgent and breathless.

I turned around blankly and saw my father abruptly stop running about twenty paces away, then slowly walk towards me. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with horrified panic. I was stunned. My father had once been a prime minister, a man of strategy, experience, and composure. When had I ever seen such an expression on his face? But today, I saw a palpable, overwhelming panic in his eyes…

In my dazed state, Father approached me. He slowly knelt down beside me, took my icy hand in his, and gently rubbed it back and forth, asking with concern, “Where are you going in this cold weather?”

I pulled my hand away sharply, lowered my eyes, staring blankly at the ground, my lips pressed tightly together, and remained silent.

His face stiffened, he took a deep breath, and asked, “Tell me, what do you want me to do?” Father slowly stood up, then reached out and placed his hands under my shoulders, lifting me up, and gently patted the pure white snowflakes off my body.

I slowly raised my head, a weary smile on my face, and said softly, "What? I don't understand what Father is saying."

Father stared at me intently, smiling gently, an elegant yet languid smile. After a long silence, he slowly raised his hand and, with a mixture of roughness and tenderness, wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Tell me why you're crying..."

At that moment, the wind swirled with snowflakes in the sky, lifting Father's long, hip-length hair, scattering it into countless strands in the air, making him appear ethereal and otherworldly...

My body trembled slightly, and slowly, I curved my lips into a smile, "Father, you've never truly loved anyone, have you?" So even if I answered why I was crying, he would never understand.

Perhaps my question was too abrupt, for Father was visibly taken aback, but he quickly recovered. His eyes smiled, his gaze distant, and his voice magnetic, "Does Shu'er want my love?"

I was momentarily dazed, and when I came to my senses, I couldn't help but scoff, "Even if I wanted it, Father, you couldn't afford it."

His face stiffened, then brightened again, and he smiled, "Try it. How will you know I can't afford it if you don't try?"

Father was implying that he wanted me to beg him for 'love'...

I shook my head and coldly laughed, "Father no longer has the right to give."

Father's eyelashes fluttered slightly. He lowered his eyes, a gentle smile playing on his lips. Slowly, he reached out and played with a strand of hair on my chest, a slight curve to his lips. He said softly, "Whether or not you have the right to 'give' isn't up to you, Shu'er." My

eyes welled up with tears again. I blinked, and said sorrowfully, "No! ...It's not that I'm saying Father doesn't have the right to give, it's that Father's actions tell me that Father no longer has the right to give!"

Father's expression stiffened. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and murmured, "If that's the case, then why are you crying for me, Shu'er?"

"..." I frowned, silent, unable to answer.

"Tell me, why are you crying for me?!" Father took a few steps forward, forcing me back a few steps, my back pressed against a tree trunk. His massive body tightly imprisoned me between his chest and the tree.

"..." I pursed my lips and turned my head to the side.

Father chuckled softly, leaning down to touch my face. He licked my lips with his tongue and said hoarsely, "If you dare not answer, then I will: you cry because you care about me."

I shook my head and smiled, "I don't care anymore." I told myself not to care…

"You say you don't care anymore?" Father's voice was as soft as a sigh. "If you didn't care, why did you deliberately throw the hand warmer to make a sound and attract my attention?… You clearly wanted me to find out, you clearly wanted me to know you were watching me, you clearly wanted me to know you cared about me being with another woman!—Even if that woman is your mother, it's not okay! Isn't it?"

"I…" My body trembled, my face turned pale. I wanted to explain but found I couldn't speak, because everything Father said about 'deliberately' was true. —At that time, I wasn't as surprised as the hand warmer falling to the ground. Because I had already heard the sounds beforehand, I was mentally prepared for what I would see. When I witnessed what I had imagined, I deliberately dropped the hand warmer to make a sound and let my father know that I was outside.

"Answer me, Shu'er," my father pressed, "You want to possess me all to yourself, don't you?"

"..." My eyes widened, unable to comprehend how my father could be so shameless!

Father's seductive voice was filled with allure, "Just say what you want, and I'll give it to you."

His words sent a shiver down my spine. 'Just say it, and I'll give it to you.' Father's meaning was clear; he was forcing me to admit my feelings for him. But I couldn't answer. First, I didn't know if Father's feelings for me were genuine; second, if I were to be with Father openly, wouldn't that mean sharing a husband with Mother? Mother and daughter sharing a husband, and that 'husband' was my own father! Such a thing not only crossed the line of morality but also exceeded my capacity to bear it!

So I could only shake my head and say coldly, "I admit I deliberately wanted you to find out I was outside the study, but it wasn't to get Father to promise me anything."

"Is that so? Then what was Shu'er's purpose then?" Father scoffed, not believing my words at all.

I lowered my head slightly and said bitterly, "Father's study is always off-limits to everyone. Not to mention Mother, even Auntie probably never entered Father's study. But now Father let Mother into the study, and even—" I paused, looking up at Father earnestly. Seeing that he was listening intently, I continued, "And a few days ago, he even took Mother from my bed!… I just want to ask Father: what kind of mood were you in when you did this, taking advantage of both mother and daughter?"

Hearing this, Father paused for a moment, then pressed his lips to my neck, chuckling softly. Instead of answering, he asked, "You know perfectly well that my study is forbidden territory, yet you keep coming here. You always feel that you're special to me, don't you?"

I was stunned, then let out a cold laugh, despising Father's attempt to change the subject while also feeling utterly hopeless. My 'dark secret' hidden deep within my heart—Father discovered it so easily!! People often say that people in love have zero IQ. The fact that Father is so clear about this means he's never truly cared about our feelings! Thinking this, I clenched my fists in anger.

I closed my eyes, mimicking Father's attempt to change the subject, ignoring his question and directly steer the conversation back to what mattered to me: "Father did this to enjoy the thrill of having an affair with both mother and daughter, right? Father has never intended to be serious about me, right? Father's affection for me is just a fleeting novelty and excitement, right?"

Father was silent for a moment, then his voice suddenly turned cold: "I'm not a womanizer. If I weren't sincere with you, I wouldn't have risked the world to touch my own daughter!"

"But Father's sincerity is something I don't understand..." My eyes darkened, and I steered the conversation back to what mattered most to me. "Father is Mother's husband, and it's only natural for them to consummate their marriage. I can't stop him. But Father's despicable behavior towards Mother and me, with his lustful thoughts of having relations with both mother and daughter, makes it impossible for me to forgive him from the bottom of my heart!!" Everyone has their flaws, and the more Father avoided the topic, the more I pressed on.

Father trembled slightly. He didn't answer immediately; instead, he reached out and embraced my waist, lowering his head to press his lips close to my ear, his breath lightly brushing against it. "Shu'er is clever; I can't hide it from you. Indeed, I did call her to my study for the thrill." Father paused, then said with difficulty, "I was just momentarily confused. Shu'er, please forgive me this once, okay?" (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintaining the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, experiencing intense pleasure, fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

My inner thoughts were confirmed; my body stiffened, and I pushed my father away fiercely, tears streaming down my face helplessly. "Father is such a bastard!!"

My father shoved me against the tree trunk behind me, his burning lips roughly covering mine.

"Mmm..." My father actually used such despicable seduction on me...

I furrowed my brows and struggled frantically. Snowflakes slid down the tree as I struggled, landing on my father's and my hair...

My father held me tightly, looking earnestly into my eyes, and murmured, "Shu'er, forgive me this time."

I hissed, "Enough!" Under my father's gradual seduction, without realizing it, I no longer rejected him. When my father made advances, I always half-heartedly went along with it, knowing full well that it was wrong, that it was shameless and immoral. But in the end, I couldn't control myself. I couldn't control being attracted to him, I couldn't control wanting his embrace. And with my father constantly saying, "Just accept it, I'll handle everything else," (although I didn't know how he would handle it, I trusted his abilities), I believed he would handle everything, believed he wouldn't put me in an awkward position. So, I accepted everything my father arranged for me without a second thought. But now I suddenly realize that it was all just wishful thinking on my part. My father is not someone I can truly understand! I can't tell if his feelings for me are real or fake! If his feelings aren't genuine, then all my heartfelt devotion will only leave me wounded.

Therefore, I cannot be swayed by his words. So I took a deep breath and said resolutely, "Back then, because Chang Kongyu married a new wife, even if I still longed for him, I resolutely chose to leave. I can never change this kind of temper in my life. And, Father, you have countless women, so our relationship can only be a mutual play."

"A mutual play?" Father narrowed his eyes and grabbed my chin with his large hand. "Is Shu'er denying our feelings?"

I lowered my eyes and twisted my fingers, saying dejectedly, "I'm not denying it, I'm stating the facts. Besides, we are father and daughter after all, and this relationship is destined to have no future." I paused, smiled faintly, and continued nonchalantly, "I've thought it through. Since Father is unwilling to let go, then I will continue to play with Father until Father gets tired of it. ...Father, what do you say?" Chapter 48 More Danger Than Good Fortune I lay on

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couch by the window with lifeless eyes, thinking about the various things that had happened in the past few months. For a moment, my thoughts were in disarray, and I was completely lost.

I've always been rather oblivious to my own feelings, never quite understanding my own. After months of guilt and sweetness, I'm now certain that I fell in love with my father a long time ago—not exactly a mad love, but at least a fondness.

But why, when I finally understood my own feelings, did I witness my father's "betrayal"? When I suddenly realized that my father wasn't truly sincere to me as I had imagined, my heart was thrown into turmoil once more, as if being stabbed repeatedly by a sharp weapon. I curled up, the pain so intense, so intense, my whole body convulsing.

"How is it? How does it feel to be betrayed by a loved one?" A soft, seductive voice echoed in my room.

"Who?!" I sat up from the couch, running and circling barefoot around the room, checking every corner.

"You can't even recognize my voice? Tsk tsk, my master, you really are a heartless man." The soft, seductive voice mocked with obvious pleasure.

Upon hearing the word "master," my eyes widened in shock. "Feng Yu?!"

"Heh... I'm much more satisfied now. At least my master still remembers who I am."

"What kind of skill is hiding? If you have the guts, come out here!" I clenched my fists at my sides, tilting my head back and shouting at the air.

"How can a master, as the daughter of Prime Minister Baili, use such vulgar language?"

"Come out!"

"Of course I have to come out to pay my respects to my master, otherwise why would I bother to speak?"

His words had barely faded when, with a whoosh, a figure darted from the roof beam to my side. "Fengwei greets his master. How have you been lately?"

The Fengwei before me wasn't using his own face; he was disguised.

"How did you get in?" He was standing too close to me, and I defensively took a few steps back.

"Of course I walked in. What else do you think I could have done, master?" He raised an eyebrow, glanced at me, his eyes crinkling with amusement, and answered lazily.

I frowned and said coldly, "Baili Prefecture isn't a place you can just come to whenever you want!"

Fengwei chuckled lazily, his eyes slightly narrowed, waving a finger in front of me. "Don't be too arrogant, you know. I just sneaked in easily, didn't I?"

"So what are you doing here?"

"What else could I be doing? Of course, I'm here to watch your show!"

He grinned shamelessly! So the cold yet upright Feng Wei I knew before was a fake too. Are all men in this world fake? Father was like that, and this damned Feng Wei in front of me is too!

As I grew agitated, Feng Yu's fake face gradually approached mine. I instinctively stepped back, but his hands gripped the back of my head. "Master," he said, "I noticed you're quite different now. You used to be so calm, so calm it infuriated me! Tsk tsk~ But you're much better now. You cry, you get frustrated, and you even secretly smirk. Although you're shamelessly and filthy thinking about your biological father, at least you're starting to act like a human being."

Before I could even reply to his flippant words, he continued, "It's a pity... a pity your father's feelings for you weren't as pure and genuine as yours. He sweet-talked you while shamelessly having sex with your mother..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" I interrupted him, unable to bear it any longer.

"Sigh!" Feng Wei sighed softly, shook her head, and looked at me with pity. She slowly said, "I'm telling the truth, why are you angry? Men's desires are always vile and filthy; that's something that can't be changed. Although you're clever, your thinking is ultimately too simple. Don't you think about what kind of person your father is? How could such a man so easily fall in love with someone like you? What do you have that's worth his affection? Is it 'cleverness'? A man's 'cleverness' can support his family and become an official in the court, but even the smartest woman still needs a man to support her. So, in a man's heart, there's only the distinction between beautiful and not beautiful, not between clever and not clever."

My head was buzzing, partly because of the content of Feng Wei's words, and partly because I was anxious. How did Feng Wei know about my relationship with my father, and even know everything about what happened between my father and mother yesterday? Where were my father's bodyguards? Why didn't they notice Feng Wei had infiltrated?

"How do you know all this?!" Rather than guessing, I'd rather ask him directly.

"Nothing is impossible for a willing heart. If I want to know something, I'll find a way to get it. Hmm~ Yours is quite fleshy here, no wonder your father often fondles it in his hands." As Feng Wei spoke, he casually grabbed my breast and weighed it in his hand.

"Ah!" I instinctively screamed.

"Heh, scream, scream louder. It would be best if you called all the maids and servants in your house so I could expose your shocking secret with your father to the world, so your mother and brother would know about the shameful thing you did! ...Tsk tsk~ You can have sex with your own father? You're really a scumbag. To be honest, you're worse than a whore." As Feng Wei spoke, he disgustingly licked my cheek with his tongue.

"Have you said enough?! If you have, get out of here!" I was powerless against him and couldn't bear his insults. Letting him leave was undoubtedly the best option.

Then, Feng Wei's fingers slowly traced across my brows. Seeing the terror on my face, he smiled with satisfaction, but to me, his smile was utterly disgusting and perverted. "Don't be angry. I just want to watch a good show. I'm warning you, don't even think about running away. If you run away and I lose my show, then the shameful things you and your father did will inevitably be exposed to the world. Although a small number of people will refuse to believe things without evidence, most people still believe that there's no smoke without fire. You can imagine the storm that will rage. And don't even think about telling your father and having him send someone to kill me. Although he can kill me, he can't kill me..." "This is a big problem, but I still need to make it clear to you: this secret isn't just known to me. I've already instructed my subordinates that if I'm unlucky enough to be killed by your father, they will immediately expose the shameful things you and your father have done to the world, ruining your father's reputation! Moreover, given your father's current reputation, it's necessary for his name to be recorded in history. So, with your heart that loves your father so much, can you bear to watch your father be cursed by the world for generations to come?"

"You're so vicious!" My head was buzzing, and I was completely disoriented. People are often like this: if it doesn't concern them, they're fine; but if it does, they inevitably lose their composure and become indecisive.

"Vicious? Can I be more vicious than you? You're all hypocrites, two-faced and treacherous. After using me to get rid of Yu Mu, you even wanted to kill me too. You're utterly ungrateful and heartless!" Feng Yu's eyes were icy cold, and his ten fingers were almost digging into my shoulders, making my bones crack.

"Hmph, if you weren't so ambitious, why would we want to get rid of you?"

"Pshaw! It's more accurate to say you're afraid of my abilities. As long as I live, you'll never have a moment's peace."

"Evildoers must be punished. If we didn't kill you, you know best what you would do in the future! Why twist the facts and make yourself sound so aggrieved?"

"As expected of Baili Qingxiao's daughter, your little mouth is truly sharp. However, I'm not a woman. Remember, never use the word 'aggrieved' to describe me in the future, or I won't be so polite. Alright, we've been chatting for so long, your maid who went to fetch food is coming back soon, I should go... I'll chat with you often in the future. See you next time, my simple, cute, innocent, but not kind master. Haha..."

Feng Wei smiled charmingly, and after laughing, he disappeared in the blink of an eye. As

soon as he disappeared, my body went limp and collapsed to the ground as if I had been completely drained. With a creak, the door opened, and Xiaoyu entered carrying a food box. Seeing me sitting blankly on the floor, she gasped in surprise, put down the box, and rushed to my side. "Miss, why are you sitting on the floor in the dead of winter?"

Xiaoyu helped me sit on the couch. I slowly turned to look at Xiaoyu, gripping her arm tightly, and said, "Xiaoyu, go and fetch my father."

"Miss, Master is so busy, where am I supposed to look?"

"The study." I paused, then added, "If Father isn't in the study, just call out towards it, saying Miss wants to see Master. Someone will inform Father."

"Yes, Miss, I'll go right away. But you should eat first; food gets cold easily in the dead of winter."

"Mm." I nodded, but at that moment, I had no appetite for food.

Xiaoyu then said, "This servant will set up the small table on the couch right away, Miss, please have your meal on the couch."

I waved my hand in annoyance and frowned, saying, "Go and call my father, I can set the meal myself."

"Yes, Miss." Perhaps because I looked too panicked at the moment, Xiaoyu didn't hesitate to curtsy to me before turning around and quickly walking towards the outer room.

Chapter 049 Covering One's Ears While Stealing a Bell

: Baili Qingxiao (Extra Chapter) 1

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The first time I had relations with Shu'er, it was definitely because Feng Yu had set me up; the second time... the second time I had relations with Shu'er, it was because someone had put aphrodisiacs in our food, and the person who put the drug in was, needless to say, Feng Yu, who was used to using despicable methods.

However, ever since the second time I had relations with Shu'er, Shu'er's face would unconsciously turn red whenever she saw me, clearly the look of a woman meeting her beloved. Every time I saw her like this, I was surprised. Although I usually had very little desire for women, I was not someone who had never experienced erotic affairs. I had seen the kind of look in Shu'er's eyes when she looked at me before, it was a look of infatuation and adoration. For no apparent reason, my heart began to pound faster and faster because of the feeling of being loved by my own daughter.

The feeling of having a relationship with my own daughter was very special to me; that indescribable pleasure was something no beautiful woman could give me. I understood perfectly well that this was the incestuous thrill brought about by the blood ties that bound us even when our bones were broken.

At first, I felt I was betraying Shu'er. But then I thought again, Shu'er was a woman who had experienced men; the taste of widowhood was unbearable. An unmarried woman who had never tasted a man naturally wouldn't know what kind of torment that was. Once a woman has tasted the pleasures of love, she can never let go. Thinking this way, I naturally felt at peace.

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Shu'er enjoyed my entanglement with her; I especially loved seeing her expression of both joy and guilt when I pursued her. Forbidden intimacy tasted particularly delicious. Sweet with a hint of bitterness, the more I tasted it, the more addicted I became.

It's in a man's nature to shower a woman he likes with sweet words. Seeing Shu'er blush and seem quite pleased after I flattered her, I became even more eloquent with them. But I overlooked the most crucial point: women and men have fundamentally different values, and women are not to be trifled with. I discovered she actually took all my sweet talk seriously. I smiled bitterly. No matter how clever Shu'er is, she's still an extremely naive woman. I shouldn't have overestimated her, assuming she, like me, saw it all as a smokescreen, something that would dissipate with the wind.

I think it's time to end our relationship. After all, we're father and daughter. A little fun is fine, but we absolutely cannot get involved. —Once one party gets involved, the other must pull them out. Otherwise, they'll ruin their reputation forever.

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At this crucial moment, I found myself less decisive than before. For some reason, I just couldn't bring myself to say "end it" to her. So, I devised a plan. I deliberately didn't visit her for three days. I calculated that she could only endure three days without seeing me. Today is the third day I haven't seen her, and I'm certain she'll eventually come looking for me, even if it's snowing heavily. She'll definitely come to my study. Furthermore, I specifically ordered someone to bring Bi Ying over, and on the bed where we had our intimate encounter, I also took her mother.

The soft sound of footsteps on snow echoed outside the study. My body trembled—she's here! Instinctively, I wanted to pull my penis out of Bi Ying's body, but when only the glans remained inside, my willpower stopped me. What's wrong with me? Why do I suddenly feel like I've betrayed her…?

I closed my eyes in frustration, straightened my arms, and continued thrusting my penis inside Bi Ying.

"Bang!" Something fell to the ground outside. I immediately stiffened, and in an instant, a feeling of panic enveloped me. Without a second thought, I hastily dressed, ignoring Bi Ying's urgent cries from the bed, and rushed out.

I knew I shouldn't chase after her, knew this was the best way to make the clever Shu'er back down. Yet, I went against the very purpose of my scheme, running out to find her as she wished…

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Something unusual must have happened today, otherwise, given Shu'er's personality, she wouldn't have sent her personal maid to call out outside the study.

I ran towards home, taking two steps at a time, but when I reached the courtyard where Shu'er lived, I abruptly stopped. I took a deep breath, forcing my pounding heart to calm down, and then walked steadily towards the door.

But my forced composure vanished when I saw Shu'er hugging her knees, sobbing silently. I rushed to her side, anxiously asking what she had discovered. She slowly raised her head, staring blankly at me, her eyes red and swollen like two walnuts.

My heart ached with pain, and I couldn't help but whisper her name, "Shu'er?"

Shu'er remained motionless, like a lifeless rag doll. I slowly reached out a hand from the edge of the bed, pinched her chin with my index and middle fingers, and gently lifted her head, letting her blank eyes meet mine. "Why are you crying? Tell me, what happened?" Her pitiful, trapped-animal-like eyes made me uneasy. I took a deep breath to calm myself, but when I opened my mouth to speak, I couldn't hide the easily perceptible tremor. This was the first time in my thirty-odd years of life that I had felt so helpless.

After a long silence, she blinked her vacant eyes, glistening with tears, her voice trembling with sobs, "Feng Wei... Feng Wei ran in. He knows... he knows about us."

Seeing her so helpless and uneasy, a wave of empathy welled up in my throat. I reached out and pulled her into my arms, my palm against the back of her head, gently stroking it. I didn't know if this caress was the indulgent caress of a daughter, or the tender caress of the woman I loved.

Shu'er's tears fell onto my neck, warm and soft, and they pained my heart.

I unconsciously lowered my head and kissed her lips, but she frowned and turned her head away. My breath caught in my throat, and my heart stopped for a moment. Shu'er had never shown me such an expression.

I never force a woman, and I was no exception with Shu'er. In the past, whenever we kissed or hugged, Shu'er would show reluctance, but it was only a slight resistance followed by a half-hearted submission. But today was different; her eyes revealed weariness and regret.

Regret? What do we have to regret? No, I shouldn't allow any regret between us.

"I'll handle this, don't worry."

"How long?"

"Six days." I gave a precise timeframe.

There's a bitter fruit called self-inflicted suffering, and today I truly experienced it.

Chapter 50: On-the-spot Response.

Outside the crystal window, the snow fell heavier and heavier. The world was shrouded in a vast expanse of white.

With a creak, the door to the outer room was pushed open, and Xiaoyu, who was in the outer room, announced, "Miss, the Second Madam has arrived."

I quickly averted my gaze from the crystal window, stood up from the couch by the window, and hurried to the outer room to greet my mother. As I brushed the snow off her cloak, I asked with concern, "Mother, the snow is so heavy, why have you come?"

My mother looked up, staring intently at me, and said, "I have something I want to tell you."

My heart tightened; I had never seen my mother speak to me with such a solemn expression. I turned to Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, you may leave."

"Yes," Xiaoyu curtsied and left the room.

I took my mother's arm and slowly walked into the inner room.

My mother sat on the couch by the window, speaking incoherently: "You were outside the window that day."

My nerves tightened, and I hesitated, struggling to speak, "Mother..."

"Your hand warmer, I recognize it," my mother interrupted me.

"I...I went into the study by accident that day." I lowered my head, feigning embarrassment and helplessness at having witnessed my father and daughter doing that.

"Master went after you," my mother said, pulling my hand and making me sit beside her.

I obediently sat down, my eyes downcast, my lips pressed tightly together, not daring to speak, because I didn't understand what my mother's intentions were in saying these things.

“I’ve never seen Master look so anxious before…”

I nodded and smiled, “Father cares about his daughter.”

Mother turned to me, her voice calm, “…Master’s expression didn’t look like the shock of being caught doing that by his own daughter…it looked more like he was being seen by his beloved woman while doing that with another woman.”

“Mother, what do you mean? I don’t understand.” Had Mother figured something out?

My mother's eyes filled with tears. She bit her lip and said, "Shu'er, don't hide it from me anymore. I'm not blind or stupid. Some things, Master has made too obvious. I can't help but know."

I stared wide-eyed, shaking my head frantically. "Mother! How could you... how could you think of your daughter and father like that? I admit, Father is a little fond of me, but it's definitely not what you think!"

"You still want to lie to me?" My mother stood up abruptly. "The way Master ran out that day didn't look like he was chasing after me at all."

"Mother! How could you say such things?! Aren't you afraid of ruining your daughter's and Father's reputation?" My heart pounded. In this world, what you fear most is exactly what happens.

My mother sat back on the couch, gripping my hand tightly, her words incoherent. "Shu'er, listen to your mother's advice, don't continue with your father. Your father isn't as simple as you think! Don't believe what he says. Don't believe him, he is..."

"How can a mother insult her own daughter like this? I don't want to talk to you now! Go away! Go away!" I frantically pushed my mother towards the door of the outer room.

"Shu'er, let me finish..." My mother grabbed the doorframe, refusing to leave.

I hardened my heart, pried my mother's hands off the doorframe, slammed the door shut, and quickly bolted it.

"Shu'er, Shu'er. Open the door."

"Second Madam..." It was Xiaoyu's voice.

"...Miss isn't very happy today, please take good care of her." My mother still cared about me; she didn't want to make a scene.

"Yes," Xiaoyu replied.

"..." After a long silence outside, I finally heard my mother's footsteps approaching...

Chapter 51 By All Means

The snow outside the crystal window was still falling heavily, and it was very cold. Even a slight opening of my mouth caused my breath to turn into a cloud of white mist. Except for my head and the hand holding the book, which were sticking out, I had almost completely burrowed into the covers.

Xiaoyu lifted the curtain and entered the inner room, curtsied, and reported, "Miss, Master, please go

to the front yard." "The front yard?" The front yard wasn't a place for women. What did Father want me to do there?

I sat up, lifted the covers, and Xiaoyu quickly brought clothes to serve me.

I turned to look at Xiaoyu and asked, "Did the messenger say what it was about?"

Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "No, but I heard the messenger say that Master also invited the First Madam, the Second Madam, the Young Master, and the Second Miss."

"Oh." I lowered my eyes, my expression calm as ever, but my heart was filled with restlessness.

Xiaoyu helped me put on a mink cloak, and I grabbed a hand warmer before hurrying towards the front yard.

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As soon as I entered the main hall for receiving guests, I saw a woman standing before my mother, brother, aunt, and Baili Yanran, who looked remarkably like me. My heart tightened; besides disbelief, I felt uneasy.

The woman rushed towards me, took my hand, her eyes blurry with tears, and called out in a choked voice, "Sister." A middle-aged man behind her echoed, calling me "Daughter." I

froze, looking up at my father standing in the center of the hall. He was also looking at me, and when I looked at him, a slight smile softened his deep eyes. But I gradually frowned. Why had my father brought a woman who looked so much like me? And why did this woman call me sister? Why did this middle-aged man call me daughter? What is Father's intention? What exactly does Father want to do?

"Shu'er, you told me the other day that you missed your family, and now I've brought them here."

I stared wide-eyed, completely unable to process the meaning behind Father's words.

Then I saw Father turn to Mother, whose face was as white as paper. She moved her lips, and after a long while, she finally uttered these words: "As everyone knows, my daughter passed away three years ago... This Shu'er is not my daughter at all."

What?! My head was buzzing, my eyes fixed on Mother. Why did Mother say I wasn't her daughter? Did Father threaten Mother to say this?

Father smirked and added, "The Shu'er standing before you now was originally named Jinxiu… By chance, I met Jinxiu, who looked almost exactly like Shu'er had imagined. I believed this was Heaven giving me a chance to make amends to Shu'er, so I brought her back and let her live in the Baili family as Shu'er."

I was furious, my whole body trembling with rage. Did Father intend to change my identity into someone else's daughter, so that he could openly take me as a concubine? Was this the solution Father had told me about that day?

I turned to look at my brother, whose face was ashen, his eyes coldly fixed on me.

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Later that evening, Father sneaked into my room as usual. Seeing Father, I immediately grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. Father caught the pillow and slowly walked towards my bed.

"Father, is this the solution you told me about?" My eyes filled with tears, everything before me blurry.

“Shu’er, with a ‘sister’ who looks seven or eight parts like you, people won’t doubt that you are ‘Jinxiu.’ That way, we can be together openly.” Father’s expression was calm, without a trace of remorse for his actions. He slowly raised his hand and gently stroked my cheek, softly murmuring, “Next, I will spread some love stories about Baili Qingxiao and Jinxiu among the people. The stories will mention that Jinxiu was originally brought back by Baili Qingxiao and treated as his daughter, but in the days and nights they spent together, Baili Qingxiao couldn’t help but fall in love with Jinxiu. However, because Jinxiu looked like a girl, Baili Qingxiao tried everything to avoid her, suffering every day, drowning his sorrows in alcohol, becoming neither human nor ghost… Shu’er, do you think such a story will move the world? Will such a story make the world support our loving relationship?”

"Father! You've gone mad! Mother and brother know I'm the real Shu'er, your own daughter! You're forcing Mother to watch her daughter marry her husband, and for Brother to watch his sister marry Father!" Most importantly, besides Father, Mother and Brother are the people I care about most in this life. How could I cruelly hurt them just to be with Father?

"Shu'er, listen to me. At first, they might find it hard to accept, but over time, they'll gradually get used to it."

I went limp, letting myself nestle softly in Father's arms. For a moment, I felt so tired, too tired to say another word.

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For a long time after Father left, I lay curled up on the bed, chin resting on my knees, staring blankly at the flickering candlelight on the table.

"Shu'er." A soft, gentle call echoed in the quiet room.

I stared blankly up at my mother, and was startled. I murmured, "Mother..."

My mother slowly walked over and sat on the bed, reaching out to stroke my cheek. She said softly, "What are you thinking about? You didn't even notice your mother coming in."

I slowly reached out and grasped her hand on my face, saying, "Mother. I didn't lie to you that day on purpose. I just panicked for a moment, and I didn't know how to face you."

"When I first found out, I didn't know how to face you and Grandpa either. One of you is my daughter, and the other is the husband I love most in this life." As my mother spoke, two faint tears streamed down her face.

"Mother..." I moved my lips, wanting to apologize to my mother, but I couldn't say it. The hurt I had caused her couldn't be healed by the words "I'm sorry."

My mother reached out her other hand and took my hand in hers. "Shu'er, do you want to know about your father and me when we were young?"

I looked up and stared at my mother, quietly waiting for her story.

My mother's gaze drifted into the distance, her thoughts lost in memories. "I was originally a young lady from a prominent family, but I met Master by chance during a charity festival. The sunlight shone softly on him, and he seemed to glow. ... From that moment on, my heart belonged to him. So later, despite your grandmother's objections, I insisted on becoming Master's concubine. I thought that as long as Master and I loved each other, I could endure any hardship..."

My mother paused, turning her eyes to me, and said, "You must be very curious as to why a woman as ordinary and ignorant as your mother could have won Master's favor for so many years."

I was stunned, unsure how to respond. Mother lowered her eyes, sighed softly, and continued, "Originally, I wanted to always be a gentle and refined woman, but your aunt couldn't tolerate such a woman. I remember most clearly that year... that year, Master brought back a woman who looked like a celestial being. Master doted on her. He would sleep in her room almost every night. Such favor naturally aroused jealousy, and I was jealous of her too. After all, she had stolen all of Master's affection from me as soon as she arrived. So I thought every day about how to make things difficult for her and make that woman's life miserable. But strangely, the first wife, instead of being as jealous as I was and making things difficult for that woman everywhere, demanded in front of everyone that she be treated with the same respect as the head of the household. At the time, I was very puzzled, thinking, 'Is there really a woman in this world who isn't jealous?' I guessed that the first wife must have a way to deal with her, so I..." "I'll wait and see, and not try anything against that woman in secret."

Mother paused, her eyes filled with pity, and sighed helplessly. "Sometimes people's tempers are spoiled. That beauty was well-behaved and cautious at first, but later, seeing that the main wife seemed genuinely kind to her, she assumed the main wife was weak and afraid of her because of the master's kindness. So she gradually became bolder, enjoying all the rights the main wife gave her, almost completely crushing the main wife. ...Although the master has a free spirit, he is, after all, a well-educated and respectable man. He absolutely cannot tolerate any woman using his favor to surpass the main wife. So that woman gradually fell out of favor. A concubine relies on the master's favor; when his favor is gone, all the rights she holds will naturally not last."

"What happened to that woman later?" Today I realized that the struggles between women in the household can be so thrilling.

"She died. They say she accidentally fell into the pond in front of the artificial hill and drowned. But anyone with a brain knows what really happened, and Master certainly knew too. But he didn't even flinch. He just ordered her to be buried and that was it. He didn't even look at her. When I saw how Master treated the woman he once doted on, I was so terrified that I couldn't sleep for several nights. Then I understood how fragile a man's affection for a woman can be. One moment he might truly like her, and the next he might not even bother to look at her. So I immediately abandoned those unrealistic thoughts and always pretended to be vulgar and ignorant in front of my wife. But in front of your father, I reverted to the clever and unpretentious person I was when we first met. Because I knew that as long as I maintained the qualities that Master liked back then, I wouldn't be abandoned by him. As long as I wasn't abandoned by him and still pleased my wife, then my good days could last longer."

"Mother..." I choked back tears and tightly held my mother's hand.

My mother looked into my eyes, her eyes brimming with tears. "Master was a very strange man. Other men hoped for as many children as possible, but Master did the opposite. He didn't want too many children. Back then, apart from his first wife who gave birth to a son, all the other concubines were given abortifacient medicine after each time they had sex with him. I was desperate, thinking I would never have a child in this life. I don't know if it was heaven's mercy or my good fortune, but one time, because Master had to go out on business in a hurry, he didn't have time to ask the servants to bring me a bowl of abortifacient medicine, and that's how I got you."

"Mother..." I nestled in my mother's arms, but my throat felt incredibly sore.

"Before you were born, I was always afraid that Master would suddenly return. Thankfully, Heaven protected us, and he only returned home after more than a year. By then, you were already born, and it was too late for him to make me abort the child… You are a precious gift from Heaven to your mother. I cherish you like a precious gem, afraid you might melt in my mouth or fall from my hands. I've always been so careful, wishing I could hold you close to my heart and cherish you."

My heart clenched slightly as I thought of the first wife. "When you were pregnant with me, your first wife must have tried every means to make things difficult for you, right?"

My mother reached out and stroked the back of my head, shaking her head. "No, because she didn't dare. You are, after all, Master's flesh and blood. Before he returned, your first wife wouldn't dare to harm you. It's one thing for Master not to like a concubine carrying his child, but it's another matter entirely if she dares to dispose of his child without permission. She's clever; she wanted to wait for Master to return so he could personally dispose of the child in my womb. That's why I said earlier that it was Heaven's blessing upon us, mother and daughter."

I took a deep breath . Suppressing the soreness in her throat, she continued listening to her mother: "I thought that Master would at least pay a little more attention to you because you are, after all, his own flesh and blood. But unexpectedly, several years have passed, and he has completely forgotten that he has a daughter like you. ... I began to fear, fearing that without anyone's protection, you might not even be able to get married in the future. For your future, your mother must find you a powerful backer. I immediately set my sights on Bai Li Pei Jing, because everything in the Bai Li mansion will eventually belong to Bai Li Pei Jing." If he can become your protector, then you won't have to worry about your future. ...So, I bribed a third-class maid in Bai Li Pei Jing's courtyard, telling her to inform me as soon as Pei Jing arrives in the garden, and then I'll have you play shuttlecock in the garden.

My eyes widened. No wonder I always ran into my brother when I went to play shuttlecock in the garden, no wonder Mother was so strict about making me practice. When I was little, I didn't understand why Mother cared so much about something that was just a game. Now I finally understood that it was all because of Mother's good intentions.

I murmured, "How did Mother know that Brother would definitely like me?"

My mother chuckled softly, "You were so adorable back then. I was betting that Bai Lipeijing, that favored son of heaven, would fall for a little sister as cute as you. If I succeeded, that would be wonderful. If I couldn't win Bai Lipeijing's heart, then I would keep trying to find you another powerful backer."

"I succeeded. I hid behind the artificial hill and observed, and I noticed that Bai Lipeijing's eyes grew brighter and brighter when he looked at you. As you spent more time together, Bai Lipeijing grew to like you more and more."

My tears streamed down my face. I hadn't known that my mother had done so much for me behind the scenes.

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