[Hetu] [Heavenly Demon] [Episode 2] Chapter 3

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Chapter Three: Impulse
The early morning sun, though warm, was also incredibly uncomfortable. The normally melodious birdsong

sounded like noise to the ears of a sleepy person. Yang Cun groaned in discomfort, his head throbbing,

his ears ringing, his consciousness flickering, feeling utterly listless,

even his body limp and powerless.
Just as he regained some consciousness and the numbness subsided, he tried to raise his left arm when

he touched a soft, delicate hand. Yang Cun shuddered, abruptly opening his eyes, remembering Gao Lianxin's poisoning with him

the previous night .
"Mmm…" At that moment, a soft, weak moan, so close yet so alluring, gently brushed

against his skin, carrying a hint of warmth and fragrance, so tender it made him stiffen.
Yang Cun quickly turned his head and was immediately stunned. In his arms, a vibrant, beautiful

woman slept soundly. Gao Lianxin's phoenix coronet and beaded curtain had been removed, revealing a cascade of flowing black hair.

A few innocent smiles graced her delicate face, her long eyelashes fluttering occasionally. She possessed a captivating beauty, yet also a

uniquely feminine sensuality, making her exceptionally alluring. Her exquisite figure was framed by a slightly disheveled bright red wedding robe.

Although no explicit revealing clothing was visible, it exuded an indescribable, extreme allure.
"Miss Gao!" Yang Cun was stunned. Seeing her rosy lips moving before him

, he desperately wanted to kiss her. However, faced with this inexplicable situation, and recalling the poisoning from the previous night,

he felt a surge of unease. He dared not indulge in any further thoughts and quickly pushed the beauty beside him.
"Ugh, ah..." Gao Lianxin groaned impatiently, still groggy from the push, but the sound of the man's voice

beside her instantly banished her sleepiness. She abruptly opened her eyes and saw Yang Cun sleeping beside her,

letting out a piercing scream.
On the enormous dragon and phoenix bed, the red bedding was now in disarray. Gao Lianxin, her hair disheveled, curled up by

the bedside , clutching the sheet tightly around herself, somewhat dazed and disbelieving as she looked at everything before her.

Yang Cun was almost completely naked from the waist up, his muscular male body utterly exposed. He wore only a

short pair of underwear, his morning erection stretching the soft fabric into a large tent, looking particularly

grotesque.
"Wh-what, I'm not dead..." Gao Lianxin's face flushed crimson, her small hands frantically pulling

the blanket over herself. Even though her clothes were intact, her instinctive feminine modesty kept

her completely covered, not daring to look at the man's body before her. This was the first time she had seen a man's

body, so close, the overwhelming scent almost making her faint.
"This, I don't know either..." Yang Cun, seeing her shy demeanor, was momentarily at a loss.

His first thought wasn't that he was still alive, but rather, looking at her alluring appearance, he felt a pang of regret

for not taking advantage of her first before waking her.
His heart pounded wildly, and neither of them dared to look at the other. Yang Cun turned his head and saw her clothes

neatly folded on the screen. Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, now shy and panicked, Yang Cun's

mind went blank, and his throat went dry. He had actually slept with her all night, like that. He was dead, he was dead.

He didn't even know if he had done anything wrong. Sigh, if he had, it was fine. At most, he was just a beast.

If hadn't, he was truly worse than a beast.
"You, you go out first..." Gao Lianxin's voice was so low it was almost inaudible. Her face was flushed, and

she looked exceptionally charming. Even though she had been determined to die last night, even though she had boldly offered herself to him, when she was sober and faced with

this situation, her feminine modesty still made her extremely panicked, especially when Yang Cun secretly looked at her

. She was so anxious that tears were about to fall.
"Okay!" Yang Cun, being a virgin and timid, still didn't dare to force himself on her despite the alluring situation.

He glanced at the disheveled beauty on the bed before quickly getting dressed. He hesitated as he opened the door,

then turned back and said, "Don't tell anyone about yesterday."
"Ah, um..." Gao Lianxin was in a state of utter confusion. In her daze, the door closed. Sitting alone

on the bed, lost in thought, she felt a lump in her throat and couldn't help but burst into tears.
At this moment, although she didn't know why the plan had failed, Yang Cun not only didn't blame her, but instead instructed her

to keep the secret. Although she didn't know the reason, this understanding made her feel

a bittersweet emotions, a strange sense of gratitude.
The moment he closed the door, Yang Cun was also bewildered, letting out a bitter laugh. He really couldn't understand himself

. He had almost been poisoned to death last night, yet today he still had the mind to care about this girl. Was it because he was too

soft-hearted , or was it that with such beauty before him, he didn't even have the motivation to be angry?
Faced with this situation, Yang Cun couldn't help but seriously ponder. If Gao Lianxin weren't a

stunning beauty with an angelic face and a devilish figure, would he still be so foolishly thinking of her? He believed any

man would first sing her praises out of noble virtue before sincerely giving a negative answer.

Imagine if this woman had a pig's figure and a face that was breathtakingly beautiful, perhaps

last night .
Even if fate had been unkind, leading to last night's crisis, he would probably have

killed her when he woke up this morning! What deep hatred, what virginity—all nonsense! If his

relatives and friends knew he had slept with such a genetically mutated, heaven-defying woman, how could he face the world? Murder

to silence her might be the best choice; otherwise, his reputation for life would be completely ruined.
Alas, beauty is a curse! Yang Cun chuckled to himself, shaking his head. Sure enough, men really

are creatures driven by their lower instincts. When faced with a beautiful woman, the influence of hormones is overwhelming,

especially since Gao Lianxin is such a stunning beauty. Her tearful face, framed by her misty eyes

, makes one's body go limp except for one hard spot.
"This sinful woman, Zhang, pays respects to Your Excellency, the Duke." In the first-floor flower hall, an elderly figure knelt tremblingly.

Upon seeing Yang Cun descend the stairs, she immediately bowed down, her forehead striking the blue-and-white stone slab with a jarring "

thud
"Ms. Zhang, what do you mean by this?" Yang Cun's heart softened

slightly when he saw Ms. Zhang kneeling before him . But the thought of how he had almost lost his virginity to her last night reignited his anger. So he didn't help her up, but instead sat down in the main seat, coldly staring at the old woman. 　　"I am guilty! I was the one who orchestrated what happened last night!" Ms. Zhang kowtowed repeatedly, pleading through sobs , "Zi Xian was forced into it by me. I beg you, Your Excellency, to be magnanimous and not blame her. I will bear all the cruel punishments and laws. Please, Your Excellency, be magnanimous..." 　　Ms. Zhang kowtowed again and again, her forehead almost hitting the blue-and-white stone slab each time. Soon, trickles of blood slowly flowed down her wrinkled face. The more she pleaded, the more cautiously she cried , begging Yang Cun not to blame Gao Lianxin. She said she would be willing to kill her to vent her anger, only asking Yang Cun not to implicate others, not to implicate the other innocent people in Tianxiang Tower. 　　"What about that poison?" Yang Cun knew he wasn't a heartless person, but seeing an old woman kneeling and begging he couldn't bear it. After a long silence, he finally softened. 　　"It was just a sleeping potion." Boss Zhang raised her face, and seeing that Yang Cun wasn't angry, she immediately choked out, "It was just that I was confused for a moment, Miss Zixian didn't know..." 　　"Mama Zhang..." At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the stairs. Gao Lianxin, already dressed in a pink palace gown, was descending the stairs when she suddenly saw Boss Zhang kneeling on the ground. She rushed over in alarm, grabbing her and stammering, "Mother, please get up! The ground is cold, and your knees have always been bad..." 　　"Lianxin..." Boss Zhang shook her head, stubbornly refusing to rise. Holding her hand, she cried , "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have agreed to let you do such a dangerous thing. All the blame lies with me. You must live well." 　　"My lord, I beg you..." Hearing this, Gao Lianxin looked at the old woman , her heart ached. She immediately knelt beside her, kowtowing and pleading, "I'm too old for that; I can't bear the imprisonment. It's all Lianxin's fault, it has nothing to do with her. Please, my lord, don't blame her." 　　"No, it's all my fault..." Boss Zhang quickly pulled her back, kowtowing again, her eyes filled with tears as she pleaded. 　　Though unrelated by blood, their bond was deeply moving. They relied on each other, sharing so many years of life together ; the loyalty of an old servant was no less than that of a great mother. Yang Cun watched them lean on each other, supporting one another, each taking the blame upon the other. At that moment, his heart ached terribly . He too longed for the warmth of family, even without blood ties, a feeling that still evoked envy. 　　Amidst Boss Zhang's intermittent sobs, Gao Lianxin finally understood why the two hadn't died. Since the Zhang Baocheng case, Gao Lianxin had been utterly disillusioned, spending her nights weeping, wondering when she would be able to avenge her family. While Xiao Jiu was hosting a banquet for the two princes, a sudden idea struck . If the death of a Grand Tutor could indirectly avenge a great grudge, then if it were a Duke, or even a Prince, who had died, Xiao Jiu would certainly be implicated, and might even lose his head. 　　That night, before attending the banquet, Gao Lianxin's resolve was unstoppable. After purifying herself and paying respects to her grandfather 's memorial tablet, she was prepared to die. Even if she couldn't poison the banquet itself, she had already devised a way to poison the nuptial wine. Boss Zhang tried repeatedly to dissuade her, but to no avail. She knew that beneath her young mistress's delicate exterior lay a fierce heart; for revenge, she was willing to perish, even sacrificing her most precious virtue. Therefore, to prevent the Gao family line from dying out, and because she couldn't bear to part with the daughter she had raised, she secretly replaced the deadly poison with a sleeping potion, thus saving both of them from the brink of death. 　　"Get up, both of you!" Yang Cun sighed, his heart softening, unable to bring himself to pursue the matter that had nearly . 　　"What crime?" Just then, a cold, emotionless voice rang out from outside the door. 　　The atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze; for a moment, even the air seemed unable to circulate. Following the sound , Yang Shu stood at the doorway, dressed in a long, purplish-gray robe, his face grim. His eyes were filled with suspicion as he looked at the seated Yang Cun, but when he looked at the old man and the young man kneeling on the ground, his gaze was icy cold. It was as if he wasn't looking at , his expression completely devoid of emotion. 　　"Shu'er greets Uncle," Yang Shu said, his expression still blank. He strode in, his robe billowing, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression. After respectfully greeting Yang Cun, he turned to the two kneeling figures, weeping like pear , and coldly asked, "What have you done? Have you neglected your uncle?" 　　"Shu'er, it's nothing," Yang Cun replied, his heart sinking. Although Yang Shu appeared cold and indifferent, after two days of interaction, Yang Cun knew he also had a ruthless side. If Yang Shu found out he had almost been poisoned, what would happen if he got angry? 　　"Uncle, it's time for us to return to the capital." Yang Shu didn't ask any further questions, but simply turned around and said very respectfully, "The luggage has been packed. Since Uncle still has matters to attend to, then I will wait here." Yang Cun felt a throbbing headache; this cold-faced man was really hard to deal with! Although he acted very formally as a junior, he was still the dignified Prince of Zhen, and Yang Cun was naturally embarrassed to speak to him in the tone of an elder. However, what happened last night was not something to be discussed openly. If Yang Shu found out, the Prince of Zhen, who seemed so polite, would unbearable to most people when he lost his temper. 　　After Yang Shu finished speaking, he stood aside without saying a word, his eyes fixed straight ahead, almost as if in a trance. When he walked in, he only glanced at the charming Gao Lianxin and then looked away. That glance didn't even show the slightest bit of amazement; it was unclear whether he had seen too many beautiful women or if he had some kind of problem with his sexual orientation. Even though he considered the age difference disrespectful and dared not covet her, it was strange that he showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever . 　　"Boss Zhang, have you thought it through regarding my intention to redeem Miss Zixian?" Yang Cun's head had been throbbing for most of the day , and he didn't know how to deal with Yang Shu. A classic scene from an ancient Chinese opera flashed through his mind, and he suddenly blurted out a question out of the blue.

"Ah?" Boss Zhang, tears streaming down his face, was stunned by Yang Cun's sudden words.
"My lord?" Gao Lianxin was even more puzzled, her beautiful face still captivating despite the tears

. Hearing Yang Cun's inexplicable words, and recalling how she, a virgin, had been held in his arms

for so long last night, a blush crept onto her face, and her heart raced uncontrollably.
"Yes!" Yang Cun's voice suddenly warmed. He recalled

the stunning sight of her delicate red under the candlelight last night, and the alluring sight of Gao Lianxin, disheveled, in his arms this morning. Now,

looking at her tear-streaked face, a strong possessiveness began to stir within him. In those days

, Yang Cun knew a thing or two about the virginity of young women. After such physical intimacy, drinking the nuptial wine, and lifting the red veil,

she was already his.
Faced with such a stunning beauty, who wouldn't want to take her into their room? Who wouldn't want to see such a beautiful

woman moaning beneath them? This intense thought had become

the biggest . Yes, he had almost been murdered, but wasn't he still alive and well?

What man wouldn't want to possess a woman like Gao Lianxin? Beneath her breathtaking beauty lay such a virtuous heart; what man

wouldn't be moved? "So that's what it was about." Yang Shu suddenly seemed to understand, glanced at

the kneeling Zhang Boss, glared at her, and sneered, "What, my uncle, a Duke, has taken a fancy to

a courtesan here, and you're still worried about him?"
"No, no, this old woman wouldn't dare!" Zhang Boss felt a chill run down her spine from his glare. Although somewhat

confused, she quickly waved her hands.
"Guards!" Yang Shu summoned a personal guard, who took a heavy bag and tossed it onto the table. His face

was expressionless as he said, "This is three hundred taels of silver. Don't even mention your small town of Tianjin; even in the capital,

this is less than the redemption fee for a courtesan."
"This…" Boss Zhang was stunned, even forgetting to cry. He glanced cautiously at his mistress.

Gao Lianxin had done everything for revenge, but now she was being treated like

a prostitute who had only been with him for a night. Putting aside the fact that Gao Lianxin was a virgin, and considering the bond between mistress and servant, Boss Zhang

couldn't bear Yang Shu's contemptuous words.
"My lord, are you really going to redeem Lianxin?" Gao Lianxin dared not mention the poisoning to Yang Shu,

but seeing Yang Cun about to take her away, she suddenly felt a surge of anxiety. She couldn't let go of the blood feud, nor could she abandon her loyal old

woman . Besides, she was a virgin, not a true prostitute; how could she endure such

humiliation?
"Shu'er, you go out first." Yang Cun saw the resentment, stubbornness, and even a slight

anger in her eyes. After sighing, he adopted the airs of an elder for the first time.
"Yes, Shu'er will wait outside." Yang Shu didn't say much, thinking to himself that his uncle was lingering on

the memory of a love affair . Why should one remain entangled in matters of love and romance? As Yang Shu left, he couldn't help but shake

his head. In his view, Yang Cun, as the Duke of Jingguo, should have cultivated his character for the rise of the Yang family, but now he was indulging

in such matters of love and romance—it was utterly absurd. After Yang Shu left, the room was silent. The two kneeling on the ground had tears in their eyes, looking at each other cautiously
, then at Yang Cun.

Looking at Gao Lianxin's pitiful state, Yang Cun sighed,

stepped forward, and gently helped her up before Zhang's anxious eyes. He said softly, "Zhang,

haven't I fulfilled your wish?"
"My lord, this old woman..." Zhang was startled, his face turning ashen upon hearing Yang Cun's words.
"My lord!" Gao Lianxin was flattered. When Yang Cun helped her up,

she could barely stand, stumbling and almost falling into his arms.
The beautiful woman before him, her pink palace dress accentuating her figure, was dignified and elegant. Without a trace of makeup,

she was like a lotus emerging from water, so pure and beautiful. Yang Cun suppressed his impulse and

coughed before saying, "Miss Lianxin, you probably already know what happened. As for us sleeping

in the same bed , that must be Zhang's doing."
"Ah, Mom, why...?" Gao Lianxin

blushed The pitiful tears and the hint of shyness in her eyes made Yang Cun's heart itch uncontrollably.

He wished he could just pull her close and cherish her.
"Miss, I'm not getting any older." Boss Zhang's eyes stung with tears as she grasped Gao Lianxin's hand,

tears streaming down her face. She choked out, her voice trembling, "I've served the old master for over twenty years. If it weren't

for him, my deceased husband would have nowhere to be buried. The Gao family has suffered a calamity, and with Miss Gao missing,

you're our only descendant. Though you're a woman, I can't bear to watch you perish .

Who will offer incense to the old master on Qingming and Double Ninth Festivals? What's the point of my life then?"
"But Mother, without you by my side, what family do I have left…" Gao Lianxin's heart ached, and she

hugged her , bursting into uncontrollable sobs.
The two, like mother and daughter, embraced and wept uncontrollably. Yang Cun watched from the side, unsure

what . He was moved, but seeing a woman cry was the greatest torment for a man, especially since

Gao Lianxin had shed countless tears since last night. It was undeniably heartbreaking, but

she was also somewhat numb. After all, no matter how deep the blood feud was, it wasn't her business.
Boss Zhang had gone to great lengths; after drugging the two men unconscious last night, she'd stripped Yang

Cun

naked and

thrown him onto . Even more remarkably, this Duke didn't seem to have a trace of arrogance;

on the contrary, he was remarkably easygoing and kind. If her young mistress married into such a family and became a concubine, she wouldn't be mistreated.
However, if Yang Cun died here, Gao Lianxin would not only perish along with everyone else, but the entire Tianxiang Pavilion

would be implicated. Boss Zhang wasn't afraid of death, but she feared the Gao family line would end! Even if Yang Cunxin

had a change of heart and let it go, as soon as he left, Xiao Jiu would definitely come running like a dog. Then his little...

To seek revenge, her sister would inevitably suffer his humiliation. After much deliberation, Boss Zhang decided to force the two to

consummate their , hoping Yang Cun would take Gao Lianxin away and extinguish her desire for revenge.
"Mother, why are you doing this?" Gao Lianxin cried, tears streaming down her face. She understood Boss Zhang's meaning.

This old servant had cared for her like a mother since childhood, and because of this, once Gao Lianxin had someone to rely on, Boss Zhang

would not live on and would not hesitate to use any means to seek revenge. But Gao Lianxin knew that even if it meant mutual destruction,

Boss Zhang would do the same. In this old woman's heart, she too was concerned about the deep-seated hatred of the Gao family's blood feud.

Although she was old, she was still a loyal and righteous person.
"Alright, stop arguing!" Yang Cun paced back and forth in the hall, feeling increasingly

annoyed by their crying. He did want to possess this beauty, but he felt he was losing out by getting into trouble for it. Despite the

weight of his Duke status, being taken advantage of like this was still incredibly frustrating.
A loud, impatient shout immediately silenced both of them, leaving them only able to sob

quietly paced back and forth, then suddenly squatted down, looking directly at Gao Lianxin, and asked, "Alright, just

tell me one thing: are you coming with me or not?"
"Huh?" Gao Lianxin was stunned, speechless,

and didn't know how to answer.
"Boss Zhang, I have something to tell you." Seeing her hesitation, Yang Cun immediately gestured for

Boss to follow him into the back study. A thought began to brew in his mind. Looking at the pitifully crying beauty,

a lewd smile crept onto Yang Cun's lips.

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