The Strange Lady of Jiangnan

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Chapter 1:
The Jinghai General's Residence in Fuzhou during the Wanli Era of the Ming Dynasty "Damn it! It's them again! Can't these scoundrels ever stop causing trouble for even a day? Infuriating!"
A tall, handsome man crushed an urgent military intelligence message in his hand, growling irritably in the Jinghai General's residence.
"General Wei, what's wrong? The bandits have attacked again?"
A graceful and beautiful woman sat in the main hall, sipping her tea and speaking to the man in a cool voice. She had just finished eating Fuzhou's famous meat and oyster cakes, and the tea was to cleanse her palate.
The tall man was Wei Tinglong, the renowned General Wei, who had quelled the banditry, and the woman was Zhao Wuyan, known as a divine physician. The two had known each other for many years and were close friends who could talk about anything. They were at the Jinghai General's residence in Fuzhou because Wei Tinglong's friend, General Zhai Yutian of the Jinghai General, had been poisoned and urgently needed Zhao Wuyan's superb medical skills to treat him. Therefore, Wei and Zhao had rushed from the capital. While Zhao Wuyan was still pondering how to detoxify, an urgent military order arrived.
Wei Tinglong glanced at Zhao Wuyan, his expression grave, and said, "Wuyan, this is truly urgent, you..."
"I'm fine, you should hurry to the front lines, don't delay the military situation."
Zhao Wuyan stood up and said earnestly to him.
"Then... Yutian's injury..."
Wei Tinglong was genuinely worried about his friend's injury.
"I will heal him, don't worry."
"That's good. Wuyan, take care of yourself."
After saying this, Wei Tinglong strode out of the general's mansion.
"Sigh! General Wei, you still haven't told me where you're going this time! I'd like to ask you to bring back some local specialties."
Even in this urgent situation, Zhao Wuyan didn't forget Wei Tinglong's habit. He was a gourmet, and she was still carrying the oil paper bag of meat and oyster cakes he had given her that morning.
Wei Tinglong smiled wryly, "There probably won't be any good food this time."
"Where?"
Zhao Wuyan asked at the entrance of the general's mansion, carrying the oil paper bag.
Wei Tinglong pulled the reins, and his white mount galloped away. He left behind a low, mournful cry: "Shijiapo, Xi'an Prefecture."
"Dong'en, you're really something! You routed them! Those government troops shouldn't dare attack Shijiapo again anytime soon!"
a young man carrying a sack of rice exclaimed joyfully.
"Yes! We've had years of drought, and the court has increased taxes. We common people have nothing to eat. Stealing some government grain will fill our stomachs!"
another uncle chimed in, pushing a grain cart with a dark-skinned man.
"Alright, we can manage here. Dong'en, go home and see your aunt; she'll worry,"
the dark-skinned man said.
A masked young man dressed in coarse cloth, disguised as a boy, nodded and turned to leave.
The people of Shijiapo continued to busy themselves carrying the stolen government grain. The entire village, young and old, pitched in, their sallow faces gleaming with joy.
“Auntie, I’m back.”
Liang Dong’en stepped into a low-lying house, her calm voice calling out softly.
“Ah! Dong’en, you’re back. Are you alright? Are you hurt? Oh, why is your hand bleeding? We need to bandage it quickly, sit down! Sit down!”
A thin woman came out from the dimly lit inner room. Seeing Liang Dong’en’s bleeding arm, her kind face immediately showed deep concern, and she hurriedly asked her to sit down.
“Auntie, it’s nothing serious, just a flesh wound.”
“What flesh wound?! Last time, the soldiers slashed my back with a long gash that took days to heal… Dong’en, the village still has enough food, so don’t go and intercept the soldiers’ grain again, it’s too dangerous. You’re a young woman, going out to fight like a man, what if something happens to you…”
“Auntie, don’t say that. I’m happy to do something for the village… Even if I lose my life, it’s worth it. After all, this village raised me.”
The old woman bandaged Liang Dong’en’s hand wound while looking at her with concern. Looking at her slender arms, oval face, and distinct features, she was clearly a good girl. If she had grown up in a good family, she would have been a young lady of high birth. Unfortunately, she grew up in this poor and hungry village. Seeing how thin she was, with a waist that could be encircled by a hand and thin wrists, yet she still had to lead the villagers to fight against the soldiers, the old woman felt a deep sense of pity for her.
Shijiapo had been suffering from famine for several years, and the villagers were living in dire poverty. To make matters worse, the imperial court increased local taxes—the people could barely feed themselves, so where would they get the money to pay? Even selling their children couldn't raise enough to meet the demands. The entire village had no choice but to rebel, resisting the corrupt tax collectors and robbing the soldiers' grain, all for a single bite to eat.
The imperial court dispatched a large army to deal with these rebels. Some villages were completely wiped out, and the villagers became bandits, robbing and plundering everywhere. Later, some soldiers, unable to receive their pay and unable to survive, also became part of the bandits, becoming a major cause of social unrest. The imperial court appointed Wei Tinglong as the General Who Pacifies Bandits, with the aim of eliminating these bandits.
"Dong'en, the imperial court has always seen us as a thorn in their side. You should rest for a while and wait for things to calm down. I heard the imperial court has already dispatched a large army, led by the General Who Pacifies Bandits, determined to wipe out those who robbed the government's grain. Let's lay low for a while!"
the old woman said, having already bandaged her hand wound.
“Auntie, the village still doesn’t have enough food. A batch of government grain is being transported to Yan’an Prefecture in ten days, and it has to pass through here. If we rob one more looter, the village can get through the winter safely.”
Liang Dong’en stood up, patted her aunt’s thin shoulder with her small hand, and said calmly.
“Dong’en!”
A tall man turned in from outside.
“Brother Lei.”
Liang Dong’en nodded.
“Mother, Dong’en used a trick to defeat those government soldiers today, and everyone admires her!”
Liang Lei sat down casually.
“I know. When you go out, you have to protect Dong’en. Dong’en is a girl. Fighting and killing all the time isn’t good for her… Look, her hand is injured again.”
Aunt Liang looked distressed.
“Dong’en, you’re injured?”
Liang Lei was shocked and immediately grabbed her hand to examine it.
“Brother Lei, I’m fine. Auntie is just worrying too much.”
Liang Dong’en withdrew her hand.
“Not only is my mother worried, but I am too! Dong’en, I…”
Liang Lei became anxious.
“Auntie, Brother Lei, I know you've been very good to me. There's really no need to make a fuss over such a small injury; I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Brother Lei, we have to rob another batch of government grain in ten days, so get some rest.”
Liang Dong’en said calmly before going into the inner room to rest.
Liang Lei watched her disappearing figure, feeling a pang of sadness. Auntie Liang noticed all of this.
“Son, this can't be forced. Dong’en was adopted by our family when she was little, and all she wants is to repay the Liang family and the village. She has no interest in this. Let's wait a little longer.”
“Mother, but I really love her!”
Liang Lei said urgently.
“Sigh, the world is so chaotic these days; we don't even know if we'll have a tomorrow. Let's wait and see.”
The thin Auntie Liang finished speaking and slowly walked out of the house to prepare dinner.
Liang Lei was left alone in the room, looking at the large hand he had once held Liang Dong'en's—the sun was setting, the sky not completely dark, but not as bright as day. Liang Dong'en and his group of over a hundred men had smeared their faces with charcoal, covered themselves with masks, and hid behind a large rock, their eyes fixed on the government troops transporting the grain—the grain destined for the border guards in the north.
Seeing the bloated, bald-headed official leading the group, Liang Lei snorted. "These corrupt officials are really gluttonous. The common people don't even have porridge to eat!"
"Brother Lei, keep it down!"
Liang Dong'en whispered beside him. "Strange! Today's grain transport team is different... In the past, there were always large groups of soldiers escorting them, but today there are only officials and yamen runners... Too few people, something's fishy!"
Liang Dong'en's light brown eyes were fixed on the official army ahead.
“Dong’en, you’re overthinking it. Maybe the court hasn’t paid salaries again, and desertions are increasing, which is why only these yamen runners and constables are left to escort the grain carts. Don’t miss this opportunity!”
a young man said.
“No…it’s a trap…Xiao Si, what are you doing? Come back!”
Liang Dong’en shouted urgently.
The young man from before had already rushed off the large rock, wielding a broadsword and slashing at the yamen runners escorting the grain carts.
“Damn it! Brother Lei, everyone attack!”
Liang Dong’en was caught in a bind and had no choice but to order an attack!
“Charge! Kill those corrupt officials!”
“Don’t let any of them escape! Kill!”
the people of Shijiapo shouted.
“Guards! Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!”
the fat official shouted urgently.
In an instant, dust flew, and the sounds of horses neighing and shouts of battle mingled into a deafening cacophony!
Seeing the Shijiapo bandits in disarray, the local officials and constables scattered and fled without a trace, leaving behind a cartload of grain.
The people of Shijiapo were overjoyed as they looked at the grain carts they had seized.
"I told you! They're just a rabble, this is a golden opportunity!"
Young Xiao Si pulled off his mask, pushed up a cart full of rice, and said excitedly.
"Wait! It's too easy!"
Liang Dong'en's eyes remained wary as she looked around.
Something was wrong! A strong unease gripped her.
"Dong'en, let's quickly transport this rice back to the village before reinforcements arrive!"
Liang Lei also pushed up a grain cart and said to Liang Dong'en.
Just then—"You're not going anywhere! You've robbed government grain time and again, how dare you! Today, I, Wei Tinglong, will capture you all in one fell swoop!"
The handsome Wei Tinglong, clad in armor, appeared on the hillside, his tall figure as elegant as a jade tree in the wind.
"A trap! Everyone be careful!"
Liang Dong'en shouted.
Sure enough, hundreds of soldiers leaped out of the grain carts—they lay flat on the carts, using grain sacks as cover, and now, wielding swords and knives, they attacked anyone they saw.
"Xiao Si, Ping Bo, retreat quickly! I'll cover your retreat!"
Liang Dong'en shouted to those behind her, swinging her broadsword and cutting down several soldiers.
"But..."
Xiao Si and the others hesitated.
"No buts! This is an order! Retreat!"
Liang Dong'en dodged an arrow, swung her broadsword, and another soldier fell.
Seeing the ever-growing number of soldiers, like ants, the situation changed drastically. She shouted, "Go! It'll be too late if you're too slow!"
More and more soldiers blocked the retreat of the Shijiapo group. They fought their way out, wielding double swords.
No! At this rate, they would be wiped out!
Seeing the critical situation, Liang Dong'en gritted her teeth and shouted back, "Brother Lei! Hide quickly, I'm going to blow it up!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately sought cover.
"Boom! Boom—"
Liang Dong'en detonated the massive landmine. The powerful explosion killed most of the soldiers surrounding them, leaving corpses strewn across the ground. The Shijiapo group successfully entered the secret path.
Liang Dong'en hastily mounted her horse, shaking off the soldiers behind the grain carts, and turned to gallop towards the left hillside—the spot where Wei Tinglong had stood. She was going to expose the king!
"Dong'en!"
Liang Lei rushed after her.
Liang Dong'en discarded her sword, brandishing her long whip to deflect the rain of arrows, her eyes fixed on the man on the hillside—kill him, and the people of the world could breathe a sigh of relief!
Liang Dong'en successfully charged up the hillside, but even more soldiers rushed to protect Wei Tinglong. Archers launched an attack on Liang Dong'en, a volley of arrows. Liang Dong'en wielded her long whip, weaving a dense net to protect her body, her lips pressed tightly together, her cold brown eyes fixed on Wei Tinglong, her face icy.
It was those eyes!
Those sharp, brown eyes that often appeared in his erotic dreams!
Wei Tinglong was startled.
He narrowed his eyes, staring directly into those cold, emotionless eyes—yes, those were the eyes that constantly appeared in his dreams, the eyes with which he had made love…
Damn it! He really does like men, just as Zhao Wuyan said!
Oh, kill him! Zhao Wuyan definitely won't let this opportunity to insult him pass by...
Wei Tinglong rolled his eyes.
"Dong'en!"
Liang Lei shouted behind her.
Liang Dong'en felt a sharp pain in her back. She gritted her teeth and didn't turn around. She knew she had been shot; an arrow had pierced straight into her left shoulder, but she still stared intently at Wei Tinglong, with the eyes of a hunter.
He was her prey, and she would kill him!
Suddenly, Wei Tinglong raised his right hand, and all the soldiers stopped.
His dark eyes looked at the man before him, whose eyes were the only visible part of his body—slender, with sharp eyes, and quite young.
This man had been shot in the left shoulder, blood gushing out, yet he ignored the numerous soldiers and insisted on charging forward. One light-colored eye was fixed on him, and in that eye was a heroic spirit that defied the odds, a kind of desolate beauty in the dim light!
He truly admired him! The intense reaction in his groin made Wei Tinglong frown—Zhao Wuyan had been right! That guy was always right; he might as well be called Zhao the Iron-Tongued! His
handsome face hardened, and Wei Tinglong coldly asked, "Who are you?"
"The one who will take your life!"
Liang Dong'en shouted, leaping from his horse, his short sword drawn, charging straight at him.
Wei Tinglong leaped off his mount, drawing his longsword, but was instantly ensnared by a multi-sectioned whip Liang Dong'en pulled from his waist with his left hand. A long whip lashed down, sending his sword flying into the air.
Damn it! Where did he get the strength? Beastly combat was the most dangerous; he had to be careful.
Wei Tinglong drew his short sword from beside his boot, and the two clashed in close combat. His opponent was smaller and more agile, but he had been wounded in the left shoulder by an arrow, the arrow still lodged in his shoulder.
Wei Tinglong sneered. Just an immature child!
His cold laugh made Liang Dong'en uncomfortable, but she had no time to think about it; all she could think about now was killing him. If she killed him, Shijiapo could be peaceful for many years to come… Her gaze was focused, her face expressionless, and suddenly, with a swift, decisive move, her short sword flashed across his handsome face, leaving a cold, bloody mark!
“Damn it! How long will it take for this arrow poison to take effect? Shi Kui!”
Wei Tinglong roared at his lieutenant behind him.
"General! Let me handle this!"
Lieutenant Shi Kui shouted urgently from behind.
"You all get back!"
Wei Tinglong yelled. The opponent was incredibly fast; the figure seemed never to stop.
Liang Dong'en circled Wei Tinglong rapidly, her cold gaze like a wolf eyeing its prey.
For the first time, Wei Tinglong felt his opponent was formidable, and also excited—both psychologically and physically!
He caught the longsword Shi Kui tossed to him, channeled his inner strength, and unleashed the Heaven-Piercing Thunder Sword Technique, like a thousand swords firing simultaneously, sparkling like stars.
Liang Dong'en was severely injured; the slightest hesitation caused a long gash on her right hand, blood gushing out. Combined with the wound on her left shoulder, she was covered in blood!
In the golden light of the setting sun, Liang Dong'en, covered in blood, possessed a strange beauty!
She struggled to stand, her body swaying slightly, seemingly wanting to rush forward, but finally collapsed to her knees. She tried to stand for a moment, but ultimately slumped backward!
Finally free from the hunters' burning gaze, Wei Tinglong curled his lip and kicked Liang Dong'en. "Hmph! The poison is only acting up now… Shi Kui, you need to improve!"
He deliberately ignored his own intense desire and said coldly.
"Dong'en!"
Liang Lei, a little behind her, was busy blocking the soldiers attacking the slope. Seeing Liang Dong'en fall, he roared and tried to rush forward.
"Take her back too!"
Wei Tinglong said, then mounted his horse and rode away.

Chapter Two:
Liang Dong'en was thrown into a cold, damp death cell. Her whole body felt as if it had been crushed by a heavy stone; every bone was uncomfortable, stinging and aching. Covered in blood, she was expressionless—she knew that women captured by soldiers only had one fate. She had seen too many shameless soldiers and despicable bandits treat women, so she remained silent!
A dozen soldiers crammed into the cramped cell, tearing off her clothes.
"Oh! This guy's a woman...you can't tell from her appearance at all!"
"Whether she's a man or a woman, rape her first, avenge our fallen brothers!"
"Yes! Third and Fourth Brother were blown up by this woman! Rape her!"
The crude soldiers ripped Liang Dong'en's clothes, revealing her pale, thin body. She was tied to a pile of straw in the cell and spread out in a spread-eagle position. She didn't move, didn't blink, and remained expressionless.
"Is this woman really a woman? She...she has no breasts! She's practically a man."
One soldier shouted.
"It's clear Shijiapo has been starving for many years; even women can't grow breasts...hmm, but those legs are nice...Old Liu, you go first."
Another soldier called to another.
"Ugh! I don't like women with masculine bodies... You can have it!"
"Then I won't be polite! Let me taste this slut!"
A soldier grinned lewdly and spread Liang Dong'en's legs.
The soldiers in the cell all had lewd and obscene eyes, wanting to brutally humiliate Liang Dong'en. They grabbed her and held her down, but Liang Dong'en just smiled coldly. This was all she could do for Shijiapo; she wouldn't leave her life to be humiliated by these soldiers! She closed her eyes, preparing to bite her tongue. "Stop!"
A roar erupted from the cell.
The soldier who had been pressing down on Liang Dong'en immediately stopped, his clothes disheveled, and hurriedly straightened up.
Wei Tinglong, dressed in a white robe, entered the death row cell. He saw Liang Dong'en, pinned to a pile of straw by soldiers. His brow furrowed, and he coldly said, "Shi Kui, how have you been leading your troops? While I was away, discipline has become increasingly lax!"
These words caused his deputy, Shi Kui, to break out in a cold sweat. Shi Kui replied respectfully, "Yes, General, I will certainly strengthen their training."
He then roared at the undisciplined soldiers, "Get out of here! Find Instructor Song immediately, and we'll be building the fortifications tomorrow! You bastards!"
A dozen soldiers immediately retreated, their clothes disheveled and faces covered in dust.
Wei Tinglong's cold gaze swept over them again, and everyone wisely lowered their heads, not daring to look at the figure on the straw pile.
He looked at Liang Dong'en, covered in wounds and almost naked, a strange spark igniting deep within his dark eyes.
Liang Dong'en opened his eyes and stared directly at him, still motionless, his body still spread wide by the lewd soldiers. Their gazes locked in mid-air.
A charming smile curved his handsome lips, and his face shone brightly.
She was a woman! A woman!
Thank God!
A huge weight lifted from Wei Tinglong's heart, and he let out a soft sigh. From the first moment he saw her, he was stunned by his own strong reaction. At that time, he thought he truly loved men, and he couldn't accept it. He struggled in his room for a long time, remembering Zhao Wuyan's words that one should abandon worldly views and be with the one you love, which was the most important thing. That's why he decided to come to the prison to see for himself. At that time, he had already resigned himself to his fate. If he was truly only interested in men, then so be it.
He never expected that she was actually a woman!
A woman!
However... her figure was too much like a boy's, her breasts seemed undeveloped.
And when he looked her over without any politeness, she still stared at him with sharp and cold eyes.
Usually, when women see him, they either lower their heads shyly or throw flirtatious glances. But she...
she was naked, yet she still looked directly at him, not afraid of him at all, nor ashamed of being naked... What a peculiar woman!
Wei Tinglong crouched down and lifted her chin with his hand. "What's your name?"
She still stared at him, her lips pressed tightly together, expressionless and motionless.
Wei Tinglong glanced at her body, chuckled, and patted her injured left shoulder.
"Ugh!"
Liang Dong'en let out a muffled groan through her teeth, cold sweat trickling down her forehead.
"So you're still alive... I thought you wouldn't even rest in peace after death!"
Wei Tinglong said casually.
She still stared at him.
"Still not saying anything? Fine! Shi Kui, take her away to get treated. I want to see her in my bed tomorrow night!"
Wei Tinglong took off his cloak and covered her naked body, smiled, stood up, and turned to leave.
The cold wind howled outside. Liang Dong'en's wounds had been bandaged, and her face and body had been washed clean, revealing her originally honey-colored face. She was thin and bony, and the white bandages binding her made her look even more frail, but her eyes were still bright and piercing.
She was placed in a requisitioned house intended for Wei Tinglong's rest. Tonight, she was forced to cleanse herself, dress up, and put on silk clothes before being placed on Wei Tinglong's bed. After the other women left, she immediately wiped off all her makeup. She loathed the smell of cosmetics.
The cold wind continued to howl—she sat expressionless on the edge of the bed, motionless. In truth, she could have simply died; there was no need for such humiliation. But she knew the soldiers must have also captured Liang Lei, and she needed to know his whereabouts. If necessary, she had to rescue him. The Liang family was her benefactor; she was willing to sacrifice herself so that Liang Lei could return to Shijiapo safely.
"What are you thinking about?"
Wei Tinglong's handsome face suddenly loomed large, startling Liang Dong'en, who was lost in thought, causing her to retreat back towards the headboard.
"You seem much better."
Wei Tinglong looked at her honey-colored face—she was pretty, definitely a woman. He thanked God again in his heart.
She looked at him warily, still keeping her mouth tightly shut.
For some reason, her staring at him like that gave him a strange excitement…
His physical condition was good, but since he went to a brothel at sixteen and lost his virginity, he had never been with a woman again, because he was unresponsive to everyone, not even the beautiful Zhao Wuyan could arouse his desire. He had tried to hug Zhao Wuyan, but… it still didn't work!
At that time, Zhao Wuyan had asserted that his body might only be able to regain normal male function with a certain special person, and if he didn't meet that person, he would never be able to have sexual relations with anyone for the rest of his life! The duel with Liang Dong'en on the hillside had actually made him hard! He thought it was his imagination, so he went to the cell again yesterday to confirm, and found that as long as he met her gaze, his lower body would react… He was certain that she was the owner of those cold eyes in his dreams—that person was not a boy, but a girl!
"Not going to speak?"
Wei Tinglong's handsome face broke into a smile that would melt any woman's heart, but she remained unmoved.
She was indeed special!
Her gaze was sharp and ruthless, a rare quality in women... He smiled, completely unconcerned, for his desire had been quickly aroused by her!
He pushed her down, loosened her clothes, and she resisted, her knee aimed straight at his crotch. He was prepared, pressing down on her left shoulder. She cried out in pain, her strength failing her. He immediately pinned her down, tearing off most of her clothes, revealing her flat upper body.
Liang Dong'en wanted nothing more than to tear him to pieces, but she knew she couldn't escape his clutches today.
She was unarmed, covered in wounds, and surrounded by soldiers... She knew the man before her was difficult to deal with, and if necessary, she would have to kill herself, not let him use her body to damage the morale of Shijiapo.
Wei Tinglong leaned down to kiss her, but she turned her head to the side, biting her tongue. He lightly licked her earlobe, whispering seductively in her ear, "Liang Dong'en, if you just move your tongue, I'll order that man to be hanged on the only road leading to Shijiapo."
Hearing this, Liang Dong'en stared at him, her eyes wide.
Wei Tinglong laughed, "Even if you don't say anything, I can still find out your name. Liang Lei has been arrested and is currently in jail."
He stripped her naked with one large hand, his dark eyes narrowing as he scrutinized her.
Tsk! This really does look like a young boy's body. Skinny and withered, limbs thin and long, no soft breasts, and the buttocks look rather bony… Has the famine in Xi'an Prefecture reached this extent?
"What do you want?"
Liang Dong'en's eyes burned with fiery hatred.
"I want you."
Wei Tinglong spread her legs, placing himself between them.
"Beast!"
she spat, then pursed her lips, turning her face away and remaining silent.
"Easy."
Wei Tinglong still smiled, elegantly removing his own clothes.
He bent down and captured her small mouth, but she clenched her teeth, refusing to open her mouth. He maliciously tugged at her nipple, eliciting a soft gasp from her. He immediately penetrated her depths, searching for her tongue, sucking and entwining it. His
large hands caressed her entire body—her body was firm and supple, her face and limbs a honey color, while her torso was snow-white, indicating she was often outdoors.
Wei Tinglong gently kissed her slender shoulders, his large hands rubbing her lower abdomen. Liang Dong'en pursed her lips, closed her eyes, not wanting to moan on her enemy's body—in fact, she only felt itchy, and she didn't like being touched.
"Open your eyes!"
he commanded. He wanted to look into her eyes; it would excite him immensely.
Liang Dong'en obediently opened her eyes, but there was no look of intoxication with lust.
Damn it! He hadn't touched a woman in over a decade; had his technique deteriorated?
Wei Tinglong spread her legs with his thighs, his large hands caressing her soft, feminine genitals. She didn't struggle, she didn't try to escape; she didn't seem like a virgin, nor a woman at all.
Her petals were dry, and Wei Tinglong teased her nipples, hoping to arouse her desire. "
So itchy…" Liang Dong'en frowned.
His long fingers pressed, rubbed, and pinched around her vulva, trying to extract the fluids that symbolized desire, but after trying for a long time, Liang Dong'en still didn't react, not even uttering a sound!
"You think I'll give in just because you're like a dead fish in bed?"
Wei Tinglong couldn't help but growl. His desire was already throbbing; he couldn't wait any longer, nor did he want to!
"Sure,"
Liang Dong'en gritted her teeth and spat out the words. She had to exert a great deal of effort to suppress the moan deep in her throat.
"Damn it!"
Wei Tinglong took out a small bottle, dipped two long fingers in the liquid, and probed into her narrow vulva. She tried to dodge him, but he had no patience for a slow approach. He forcefully spread her thighs and thrust two fingers into her flower-like opening.
His strength was fierce, violently stretching open her narrow opening, causing Liang Dong'en to utter a low cry of pain through her teeth, "It hurts..."
"Bear with it, or it will hurt even more later!"
Wei Tinglong moistened her entrance with his fingers back and forth.
The stinging, uncomfortable feeling, coupled with the fact that her most private parts were exposed to the enemy's eyes, made Liang Dong'en extremely embarrassed! But she couldn't cry, couldn't struggle, couldn't show her emotions, because she was the leader of Shijiapo!
She looked at him coldly, seeing large beads of sweat running down his handsome face... This man was handsome, with red lips and white teeth, a face like jade, but there was also a heroic and dignified air between his brows, marking his status.
Wei Tinglong smeared the lubricating liquid inside and outside her flower-like opening, then pressed his engorged male member against her soft entrance.
"Bear with it!"
he commanded in her ear, thrusting forward, his strong penis penetrating her private parts.
"Ugh—"
Liang Dong'en groaned, a tearing pain shooting through her legs, several times more painful than the earlier finger intrusion. Her brows furrowed, her features contorted, her teeth biting her lower lip until it almost bled!
The silky tightness inside her made Wei Tinglong gasp. He remained still, otherwise he would have erupted soon!
"Bear with it, it'll be over soon."
He didn't know if he was saying this to himself or to Liang Dong'en.
She couldn't cry! She couldn't have any emotion! She had to be indifferent… Liang Dong'en couldn't look him in the eye anymore; the pain made her close her eyes tightly.
Her body felt like it was being torn in two, so painful! Yet, it was so hot inside her! He used the hottest part of his body to enter her, violate her, penetrate her, tear her apart! Unable to struggle, she could only helplessly clench the blankets around her, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain.
Wei Tinglong rhythmically thrust his hip muscles, pumping inside the woman beneath him.
Oh! This feeling… he'd never experienced anything like it before! He groaned, announcing the extreme pleasure he was experiencing. He was normal again! The woman beneath him proved he was alright!
He could finally use his manhood again! He was a normal man!
Wei Tinglong smiled during the rhythm, “You truly are my aphrodisiac!”
“Beast!”
She glared at him fiercely, her lips bitten until they bled.
“That’s right! But only you can make me rich, only you, Liang Dong’en!”
He gritted his teeth, his handsome face flushed with excitement, his large, fan-like hands caressing her flat chest.
“Mmm—”
A hint of embarrassment appeared on her tightly furrowed face. She didn’t want anyone else to touch her, yet she had to endure the violation of this man on top of her…
Wei Tinglong continued to ravage Liang Dong’en, his entire body filled with pleasure. He thrust in and out rhythmically, plundering her tender little hole at will, his dark eyes greedily watching her tight opening swallow and exhale his huge member.
Liang Dong’en felt uncomfortable all over from his burning penetration—it was a lie! The pain wouldn’t go away, she was still in pain! She couldn’t help but struggle, waving her hands to push him away, “Let me go! You beast!”
“I’d be happy to be a beast for you!”
he growled, restraining her flailing hands from above, his fiery iron lower body maintaining its rhythmic thrusting, completely unaffected. In fact, her struggles only intensified his desire, and his penis swelled even more between her legs.
"Beast! How could you..."
Liang Dong'en struggled with all her might, the size of his penis causing her excruciating pain! The excessive struggle caused the wound to bleed.
"Of course I can! Because I'm a man!"
Wei Tinglong smiled proudly, finally free from the worry of "not being able to"!
Liang Dong'en had no idea about his past doubts; she only knew that he was punishing her with his manhood. Bastard! This beast was hurting her terribly!
Wei Tinglong lifted her legs and placed them on his broad shoulders. Because her legs were spread wide, the pain intensified as it stretched her untouched, narrow opening. She frowned, hoping the pain would subside quickly.
"Quickly... quickly, let it end..."
Her hands were bound, unable to find an outlet for her pain, she could only utter a refusal.
“I’m quick at everything, except this… Don’t worry, I won’t let you down.”
He leaned down to face her, his breath heavy.
Seeing her face contorted in pain, he intertwined his fingers with hers, their ten fingers tightly clasped, as if trying to give her strength. But her whole body was resisting the intrusion of the foreign object into her flower path; she kept twisting her body, trying to squeeze the fire rod out of her body.
“Don’t move!”
he roared through gritted teeth, “If you move again, I won’t be responsible for the consequences!”
“It hurts so much…”
she closed her eyes tightly, her eyes slightly wet.
“No matter which man comes, you’ll feel the same pain. Just bear with it…”
he whispered, gripping her hand tightly, the strength in his waist growing stronger, his manhood burying deeper beneath him.
“Bastard!”
she muttered, peeking out from under his sweaty eyes.
“Instead of wasting your energy cursing me, why don’t you spread your legs wider? Maybe it won’t hurt so much…”
he gave her a bewitching smile, beads of sweat dripping from his chin.
Liang Dong'en suddenly opened her eyes, staring directly at the man who was wantonly venting his desires on her.
Her whole body felt like it was on fire; how could he say it was so easy? Beast! She glared at him fiercely, her eyes filled with rage, refusing to believe he could continue under her gaze!
Sensing her burning gaze, Wei Tinglong's desire intensified, the seed of lust clamoring for a wild, unrestrained release. He quickened the pace of his thrusts into her, his handsome face drenched in sweat, his entire being radiating masculine charm.
Suddenly, he let out a low growl, a spasm erupting from his lower body, all his desire pouring forth into the deepest recesses of her body—Liang Dong'en still coldly stared at the ceiling, Wei Tinglong, drenched in sweat, lying on top of her, his weight causing her to furrow her brow and gasp for breath.
Wei Tinglong felt her panting and, supporting his naked body, looked at her.
After their passionate lovemaking, she was still herself, devoid of any womanly allure or traces of lust.
There was some blood on the bed; her shoulder and hand wounds had reopened. He frowned slightly and said calmly, "Your wound has reopened."
He then began to reapply the medicine and bandage.
Liang Dong'en remained in the same position, completely naked, her hands on either side of the pillow, her legs slightly apart, with some bloodstains and white fluid between her legs, not moving an inch.
"Turn over and lie face down so I can apply the medicine."
"What exactly do you want?"
she glared at him.
"Don't glare at me like that, or don't blame me for taking you again."
Wei Tinglong felt his desire awaken again.
She didn't believe it! What man gets "up" just from a woman's glare? She continued to stare intently at him with her light brown eyes.
"Damn it!"
Wei Tinglong's desire was quickly aroused. He grabbed her, turned her over, forced her to lie face down on the bed, and entered her from behind.
The force of his long body thrusting in caused another sharp pain between Liang Dong'en's legs.
"Ah—"
she cried out in pain, realizing he wasn't joking. "You beast! Stop it!"
she cursed him!
"Too late. This beast can't stop now!"
He unleashed wave after wave of tumultuous pleasure within her.
The room was filled with the man's low growls. Liang Dong'en gritted her teeth, tilting her head back to endure it, but remained silent. Her lips were bitten until they bled, dripping blood onto the sheets.
Wei Tinglong ravaged her delicate vulva. The lingering fluids of their lovemaking made his thrusts much smoother. He knew her body wasn't ready for him yet, but he couldn't resist. She was the only one who could arouse his desire!
Liang Dong'en hadn't expected that a mere glare would lead to such a brutal assault.
Damn it! Beast! She cursed inwardly, her lips tightly clenched, refusing to utter a sound!
Wei Tinglong lifted her hips, gripped her waist, and thrust violently. Finally, he pounded into Liang Dong'en until she was completely exhausted before releasing her.
She was utterly drained, lying face down on the bed, motionless.
Wei Tinglong frowned upon seeing the bloodstains on the pillow. He untied her wounds, treated the reopened cuts, then turned her over and carefully applied medicine to her lower lip.
Tsk! Stubborn woman!
"I taught you to be obedient, but you insisted on doing this… Liang Dong'en, this is nothing like you!"
"How do you know what kind of person I am? Humph!"
She snorted coldly, but dared not look at him again.
"Do you really think I can't find out your background? You are the adopted daughter of the Liang family, Liang Lei is your sworn brother, you were the mastermind behind the repeated robberies of government grain in Shijiapo, you are thin and often mistaken for a young man, you are calm, collected, and meticulous, and you never suffer a loss without careful consideration."
Wei Tinglong looked at her well-defined features.
Liang Dong'en remained motionless, showing no surprise at Wei Tinglong's words. She had long known this man was difficult to deal with.
She turned her face to one side and calmly said, "You can kill me to report to the court, and release Liang Lei."
She didn't care about her own life or death.
Wei Tinglong stroked her frail body, his large hand sliding down her shoulder to her chest. "Why should I listen to you? I could also execute both of you and teach Shijiapo a lesson."
"Despicable! He used Liang Lei as leverage to force her, and now he won't let her go..." She fell silent.
Seeing Liang Dong'en remain silent, Wei Tinglong smiled faintly. "Liang Dong'en, you can't be that bad, can you? You're a notorious bandit who robbed government grain, and I took you down in no time. If word gets out, aren't you afraid of disgracing Shijiapo's reputation?"
She closed her eyes, burying her face even deeper, neither speaking nor moving.
Wei Tinglong waited a while, but when she didn't respond, he leaned closer to her face, wanting to see her expression clearly.
She must be very unwilling!
Beg for mercy! Liang Dong'en! Beg this mighty and handsome general to spare your life. Considering you're the only woman who can excite me, I might consider it.
Wei Tinglong was extremely pleased with himself, and with a smile on his face, he leaned down, only to hear—a soft snore.
She was actually asleep!
Wei Tinglong stared at her fiercely, his smile instantly freezing into winter frost.
Liang, Dong, En!
Outside, the cold wind still howled arrogantly...

Chapter Three
"Warm! Did you hear? The bandit leader we caught the other day was a woman! But she was skinny and emaciated, no breasts or buttocks, just like a man. Who would have thought... hehehe!"
A soldier chuckled lewdly.
"I didn't expect our General to be interested in this kind of woman. He hasn't left his room for days."
Another soldier said with a lewd grin.
"I heard a while ago that General Wei actually has homosexual tendencies. That bandit woman probably caught his eye because she looks like a man!"
a soldier guessed.
"I never thought our brave General Wei had such a fetish... He's incredibly handsome, and many girls like him! Looks like these girls are going to be disappointed..."
"What? The General likes men?"
Soldier A leaned closer and chattered.
"Hey, you don't know? Let me tell you, a few years ago, the general was sleeping with a pretty little girl, and a servant who accidentally wandered in saw him, and that's how the news leaked out."
"So that's it! No wonder the general doesn't have any women around him, and he never visits prostitutes. Everyone thought he was so chaste, but it turns out he likes men!"
Soldier A concluded smugly.
A group of people were outside the military camp, gossiping about their juicy tidbits—Liang Dong'en slept for three days straight.
On the third day, Wei Tinglong couldn't wake her by patting or kissing her, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he splashed tea on her face.
Tsk! Who is it? Disturbing my peaceful sleep…
Liang Dong'en muttered to herself, letting out a reluctant groan.
She finally woke up!
With sleepy eyes, tea dripping down her face, she stared expressionlessly at the man who had been yelling at her.
"Liang Dong'en! What prisoner eats and sleeps like you? You're acting like you're at home!"
She rubbed her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and licked the tea off her cheek—mmm! Good tea!
But this unintentional action made Wei Tinglong's mouth dry again, and his erection returned.
"Wrong, I've never slept so soundly."
She stretched, finding her body still aching, but her shoulder and hand injuries were much better.
She was still naked.
Seeing her so calm and unconcerned, Wei Tinglong was furious. She should at least cry out like a normal woman, trembling and begging for mercy, but she didn't; instead, she slept very well. Even after he took her virginity, she didn't react at all, as if she didn't care who her first man was.
With a figure like hers, lacking both curves and a defined waist, any man would be lucky to have her, let alone him, the Grand General Wei Tinglong, "favoring" her. And she didn't even acknowledge him… How infuriating!
Wei Tinglong roared angrily at her, "You're a prisoner, act like one! Don't be so nonchalant, like nothing happened!" "Could I have a cup of tea? I'm so thirsty."
Looking at the tea on the table,
her naked body was covered in red and purple marks, all his marks. She could face him naked without any shame… What kind of woman was this?
"Get it yourself!"
Wei Tinglong suppressed his rage. He reminded himself that he was the handsome, dashing, calm, and elegant Grand General Wei, the dream lover of every young woman in the capital…
Liang Dong'en, naked, went to the table, poured herself a cup of tea, sat down, and slowly drank it, her demeanor composed and calm.
"I want to take a bath,"
she said softly.
"Liang Dong'en! Do you think this is an inn?" "
Wei Tinglong has erupted again!
Liang Dong'en was enjoying the comfort of the bath. She raised her right hand to avoid infection of her wound, and her legs moved slowly in the water, gently splashing the water in the tub to wash away the white fluid between her legs.
Wei Tinglong, with a stern face and arms crossed, watched her body, which was covered in sweat from the steam. That body looked like that of a young boy. How could he be attracted to such a figure? He really couldn't understand it.
But the fact was right in front of him—he had "gotten up" again!
Damn it! He cursed inwardly.
"Liang Dong'en, get up, so your wound doesn't get wet."
His hoarse voice was thick with lust. Liang
Dong'en got up as instructed, and Wei Tinglong immediately handed her a towel, gently wiping away the water droplets. He dressed her in a single garment, then covered her with an outer robe, serving her like a servant.
After tidying her up, he carried her, as light as a feather, back to her room, placed her on a grand chair, and stood before her, looking down at her with an air of dominance. She looked down at the ground, silent .
Wei Tinglong spoke, "Liang Dong'en, you are a criminal who robbed grain, and should be sent to the capital to await judgment."
She was expressionless, silent.
"Not a word, not a plea for mercy?"
He gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Let Liang Lei go."
She spoke.
"What if I don't? After all, he's also a grain thief."
He raised an eyebrow.
She fell silent again.
"Liang Dong'en, speak!"
he commanded.
"I'm going to die anyway, what's there to say?"
She looked directly at him. “
Say some words of pleading and begging, and maybe I'll spare you.”
He was high above, wielding immense power.
“Let Liang Lei go,”
she repeated her demand.
“What if I don’t?”
he repeated his answer.
She fell silent again.
“Liang Dong’en, speak!”
Wei Tinglong pressed her again.
This time she didn’t yield, remaining silent.
“Liang Dong’en!”
he called her name again, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
She simply closed her eyes, curled up in the armchair, and ignored him completely.
How dare she disregard his existence like that! She was a lowly prisoner, while he was a mighty general!
Wei Tinglong pressed his throbbing forehead, trying to speak calmly, "I can let Liang Lei go."
Liang Dong'en finally opened her eyes to look at him. "What do you want?"
It turned out she preferred directness and disliked beating around the bush. Now Wei Tinglong understood.
"You stay by my side,"
he said bluntly.
"What for?"
she asked calmly.
"Be my woman,"
he said matter-of-factly.
"You'll let Liang Lei go?"
she asked without surprise.
"Yes,"
he nodded.
"Okay,"
she answered readily.
That's it? No resistance? No wailing? No chastity? No life-or-death struggle? No hysterical screams?
Wei Tinglong was a little disappointed, feeling unimportant. He probed, "Liang Dong'en, don't you have anything to say?"
Surely she had to be somewhat reluctant? She was a prisoner, forced into a life of unrecognized companionship; shouldn't she at least frown at least?
Liang Dong'en, expressionless, calmly uttered four words from her cherry lips, "Release Liang Lei."
Snow seemed to fall incessantly at the General's Mansion in Yong'an Ward, the capital, instantly transforming the city into a white wonderland.
Liang Lei had been released after Liang Dong'en agreed to Wei Tinglong's request. Liang Lei felt a thousand regrets facing Liang Dong'en, but she simply instructed him to take good care of the old woman and handed over the silver Wei Tinglong had given her. Before Liang Lei could say anything more, Wei Tinglong impatiently ordered him to be led away.
He didn't like seeing other men looking at her so affectionately; she was his.
As for the government grain robbed at Shijiapo, he would make some official paperwork and pretend it never happened… The subsequent government grain could be smoothly transported to Yan'an Prefecture, and the court remained silent.
Liang Dong'en returned to the General's Mansion in the capital with Wei Tinglong, becoming his bedmate. He wanted it, and she gave it to him, without complaint or emotion.
Tonight, Liang Dong'en stood by the window, watching the snow outside. She wore a dress and blouse made of fine fabric, her face paler—because she had been spending more time indoors lately and hadn't seen much sun.
She looked at the snow piled up outside, listening to the sound of bamboo breaking under its weight, and silently recited the poem her teacher had taught her when she was young: "The night is deep, the snow is heavy, the sound of breaking bamboo is heard." Sadly, that teacher later died in the chaos of war…
"What are you thinking about?"
Wei Tinglong hugged her from behind and kissed her small earlobe.
"Nothing,"
she replied indifferently.
She was always like this, keeping him far removed from her world.
Was he, Wei Tinglong, really that bad? With just a gentle smile, no girl could resist his masculine charm, especially when he was holding her! Any other woman would have been completely smitten and confused, but she could still reject him with cold words!
Several months had passed since he brought her back to the capital from Xi'an. She had always been like this, refusing to let him into her heart, refusing to let him know what she was thinking.
"What are you thinking? Tell me!"
This was his most frequent question.
"Nothing. It's not important."
This was his most frequent reply.
He grew angry, growling, "Get in bed!"
She obediently got into bed, loosening her clothes to reveal her body. For convenience, she didn't even wear a bra.
She lay naked on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, her thoughts still not on the man beside her.
After waiting for a long time, Wei Tinglong didn't get into bed. She was naked and a little cold, looking at him helplessly. He stood before her, looking at her with a complex expression, still fully dressed.
Wei Tinglong got into bed, embracing her fully clothed. She took the initiative to undress him, just like in countless previous encounters. His upper body quickly became naked, revealing his muscular chest.
He held her busy little hand, pressed it against his face, and looked at her intently. Under the general's mansion's nutritious diet, she gained some weight over the past few months, appearing more rounded and with a better complexion.
But she wasn't happy, very unhappy. He could sense it.
She looked at him, her eyes filled with question. What, wasn't he going to do it?
"Dong'en, why aren't you happy?"
He gazed at her tenderly, displaying his masculine charm.
"That's not important. General, if you're not going to do it, I'll get dressed. It's so cold."
She pulled her hand from his large grasp, picked up her clothes from the bedside, and was about to put them on, completely unaffected by his masculine charm.
"Why do you always keep me at arm's length? I want you to be happy!"
he growled irritably.
"Whether I'm happy or not is not important."
It's always like this! Does Wei Tinglong have nothing better to do? Playing these word games with her!
Watching Liang Dong'en put on her clothes one by one, he actually felt a sense of self-loathing.
They only had a physical relationship; he had successfully possessed her body, but he couldn't win her heart, which left him feeling very bitter.
He had assumed their physical relationship could continue indefinitely, and didn't think he would care about her; but he did!
After last night, he faced the cries from the depths of his heart.
Having proven his body was fine, he and his deputy, Shi Kui, went to the Bai Xiang Lou last night for pleasure, but none of the girls could arouse his desire. He found them all vulgar and repulsive.
Impatiently, he left the Bai Xiang Lou and rushed back home. Upon seeing Liang Dong'en, without caring whether she was asleep or not, he roughly tore off her clothes, and a dizzying, passionate embrace ensued…
No other woman would do; it had to be her!
She had been awakened by his blatant plunder, yet she didn't struggle, resist, complain, or utter a sound!
She remained silent during lovemaking, simply enduring; he could only sense her pain from the cold sweat on her body. In bed, she was like a lifeless doll, allowing him to vent his desires on her, anytime, anywhere; whatever he wanted, she gave.
Last night, during their lovemaking, he felt intensely that she was like a prostitute—unwilling yet forced to do it.
No! He didn't want to feel that way! He didn't want to be the only one experiencing physical pleasure!
He turned her face towards him and earnestly said, "Dong'en, although I forced you to be with me, I still want you to be happy. Tell me, why aren't you happy?"
"It's not important—mmm…"
He sealed her lips, preventing her from uttering those cold words. He kissed her soft lips tenderly, his tongue entwining with hers. As usual, she didn't respond. That
's alright, he would kiss her to his heart's content. He sucked the saliva from between her teeth, his tongue tracing the contours of her beautiful lips, then pressed his thin lips against hers, slowly torturing her soft cherry lips until he was satisfied, only then releasing them, her cherry lips already swollen and red.
Her face flushed… Hmm, finally, there's a change!
“Dong’en, the snow is thick this winter, it won’t be easy to get through the winter.”
He deliberately stopped.
She looked up. His words caught her attention.
“If a village doesn’t have enough food reserves, people will starve to death sooner or later.”
He stopped again. She glared at him, her small mouth speaking, “
What do you want to say?”
“You finally changed your tune, no longer saying things like ‘it’s not important, it’s none of your business.’”
He pulled his shirt up, covering her bare chest.
“What exactly do you want to say?”
Liang Dong’en had a bad feeling.
“Shijiapo.”
Wei Tinglong’s deep, dark eyes stared intently at her.
“What about Shijiapo?”
Her tone was no longer indifferent.
“Dong’en, how do you feel about me?”
He changed the subject.
“That’s not important.”
That line again!
“Tell me how you feel about me, and I’ll tell you about the situation in Shijiapo.”
He made a condition.
“I have no feelings for you. Now tell me about Shijiapo.”
She remained indifferent.
Wei Tinglong was so angry he wanted to grab her by the neck and shake her… He, a great general, was actually inferior to a dilapidated village! He was still a high-ranking official, the ideal husband for women all over the land, but in her eyes, he was nothing!
Oh well, after these past few months, he already knew, didn't he? To keep arguing like this would only drive him crazy.
He pressed the veins on his forehead and slowly said, "In Shijiapo, due to insufficient food supplies, some people are already on the verge of death from hunger. If this continues, most of the villagers will starve to death."
Liang Dong'en stared at him intently.
Was Shijiapo really in such dire straits? She knew the village lacked food, but she had been kidnapped and couldn't possibly rob any more grain. The man before her had the ability to save the villagers, but he…
she begged him! She begged him to bring food to Shijiapo! Wei Tinglong smiled at her.
She
remained silent. They gazed at each other for a long time, then Wei Tinglong sighed. How could he have forgotten? He needed to be direct and clear when speaking to her.
He slowly said, "I can bring food to Shijiapo so that the people there can survive this winter."
She spoke up, "What are your demands?"
The question sounded familiar.
“I want you to love me.”
“Love?”
“Yes. If you promise to love me, I’ll bring grain to Shijiapo.”
He made it clear.
“You will bring grain to Shijiapo?”
She wanted confirmation.
“Yes.”
He promised.
“Okay.”

Chapter Four:
On a dark and windy night, a fine horse galloped swiftly along a narrow mountain path near the capital. The rider was dressed entirely in black, masked, and thin, with only a pair of light-colored eyes visible, flashing with a sharp gaze, his entire body radiating alertness.
The horse galloped wildly, leaping over withered trees lying across the roadside, heading deeper into the mountains. The rider didn’t look back, his eyes focused intently on the front, his ears pricked up, listening to the sounds around him.
Suddenly, another rapid hoofbeat came from the right rear.
“Damn it!”
The thin, masked man spat, kicking his horse’s belly and speeding up his escape.
“Dong’en, you can’t escape! Come back here!”
Wei Tinglong shouted. He rode his beloved steed, chasing after the person ahead with lightning speed.
Ever since the day she agreed to love him, he had been filled with anticipation. But she remained silent as before, and he didn't pressure her, knowing she wasn't yet ready for their relationship. Throughout the winter, they were like tenants living under the same roof.
They would greet each other, dine together, and occasionally make love, but she remained silent. He was extremely patient, believing she was special to him, but he never expected her to escape from the general's mansion while he was at court reporting military news.
This morning, he went to the palace to discuss state affairs with the Minister of Personnel and other ministers. Afterwards, several ministers invited him to dine at Zhang's Restaurant, to savor long-missed delicacies such as pork tenderloin, "three-no-stick" (a dish of three types of meat that doesn't stick to the spoon, plate, or teeth), yellow shark fin soup, stir-fried tofu pudding, and braised sea cucumber. The "three-no-stick" dish is renowned for its non-stickiness; the main ingredient is eggs, and the cooking process is quite laborious. One hand stirs and the other drizzles, requiring at least four hundred stirs to complete. The finished dish is bright yellow, soft and tender, and sweet in taste.
He had even brought some back to the manor for Liang Dong'en to try, but as soon as he returned to the general's residence, the servants frantically reported that she was missing.
Damn it! She actually tried to escape? Hadn't he been good enough to her?
Liang Dong'en, you won't escape my grasp!
Liang Dong'en had no intention of stopping; instead, she quickened her pace, galloping into the mountains.
Wei Tinglong leaped from his mount, charging straight at her. She dodged, tumbling off the horse.
The horses' neighing faded into the distance, the dust settled, and the two stared at each other, one cold, the other sharp, both hands on the hilts of their swords. The air seemed to freeze, a tension like that of hunter and prey locked in combat!
At that moment, thunder rumbled in the sky, lightning flashed, illuminating the forest like a white painting. Dark clouds gathered, a heavy thunderstorm was imminent!
"Dong'en, come back with me. I won't pursue what happened today."
Wei Tinglong's handsome face was cold. He couldn't believe that after all the kindness he had shown her, she still wanted to escape!
"I'm not going back!"
Liang Dong'en's sharp gaze was fixed on her opponent's every move, her hands on her waist, ready to strike at any moment.
Damn it! Seeing that look in her eyes, he actually became excited again... The heat in his groin shot straight to his head, making him want to release his fervent desire, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down with the heat in his body.
Wei Tinglong also drew his longsword, and in a series of rapid back and forth movements, the light of the two swords turned into starlight, like a bright net in the night. Only the sound of the swords clashing could be heard, and the two thrust more than a hundred times in an instant.
"Clang!"
With a loud crash, the two swords separated, and the two retreated, staring at each other, with a shocking feeling of a life-or-death duel!
Thud! A thunderbolt struck down with the force of lightning, splitting the large locust tree behind them in two, which fell straight down, the sound of its collapse deafening. The rain poured down, the rain in the mountains was heavy and torrential, and in the blink of an eye, the two were soaked to the bone.
"Dong'en, come back with me!"
Wei Tinglong shouted, dodging her incredibly fast, cold sword, and leaping backflipped onto a tree.
The torrential rain was fast and heavy, water droplets scattering and creating a misty fog. Once atop the tree, Wei Tinglong looked around; the muddy, slippery ground was deserted.
Had she escaped?
No, he could feel her murderous gaze; she was still here!
Soaked to the bone, his handsome face was now stern and cold, his gaze burning into the darkness.
Suddenly—Liang Dong'en leaped down from the treetop, weaving through the dense foliage, her sword flashing like mercury. Wei Tinglong couldn't dodge in time; the cold blade grazed his right chest, blood spurting out, staining the treetop.
Wei Tinglong landed on the ground, using his right foot to steady himself, and stood ready, sword in hand.
"Dong'en, do you really want to kill me?"
He was soaked to the bone, his heart aching as he screamed in the rain!
"Stop nagging!"
Liang Dong'en snapped, then used the surrounding woods for cover, darting around Wei Tinglong, leaping high and crouching low, appearing as several shadows in the downpour.
Damn it! She was still as agile as ever in the rain! Blood continued to gush from the wound on Wei Tinglong's right chest. He stared at her lithe figure, and for some reason, he felt an irresistible attraction to her! That fierce and powerful aura was rare in the world—damn it! Now was not the time to admire her!
Liang Dong'en burst out from among the shadows, slashing straight at him. Wei Tinglong countered with a backhand strike; he blocked one, and taking advantage of her vulnerable lower body, he launched a "Carp Leaps Over the Dragon Gate" attack, slashing her left shoulder, and bright red blood gushed out. She retreated rapidly, knocking the longsword from his hand.
Seeing his longsword fall to the ground, Liang Dong'en, not one to back down, discarded her longsword and drew a short sword from her boot, charging forward once more. Wei Tinglong channeled all his inner strength, drawing his short sword from his waist. The two clashed again, advancing and retreating swiftly, exchanging over seventy blows. The glint of blades and the whistling of cold swords amidst the rain added to the eerie atmosphere.
Wei Tinglong, already severely wounded in the right chest and hampered by the rain, had several more wounds, as had Liang Dong'en. They exchanged blows, and Wei Tinglong, gathering his inner strength, unleashed a Pure Yang Heart-Piercing Palm strike. Liang Dong'en was thrown off balance, staggering back several steps, but she skillfully used the momentum to leap onto a low treetop, executing a precise, powerful inverted hook strike that knocked the short sword from Wei Tinglong's hand—the outcome was decided.
Wei Tinglong's tall figure stood in the rain, covered in blood, his weapon gone, one dark eye fixed on Liang Dong'en, who was equally soaked and wounded on her left shoulder. Her gaze remained sharp, though the murderous intent from before was gone.
"Dong'en, if you truly want my life, then do it now!"
Wei Tinglong said calmly. He was outmatched; he had no choice but to accept it!
Liang Dong'en pulled down her mask, revealing her delicate features. She remained calm, her pale face taut, a short sword in her right hand, rain streaming down her soaked hair.
At that moment, thunder roared, and another large tree fell!
"I won't kill you; consider it payment for transporting grain to Shijiapo. From now on, we owe each other nothing!"
With that, she turned and left.
"Dong'en, you owe me! You owe me your love, I promised!"
Wei Tinglong shouted wildly in the rain. His consciousness was blurred, figures flickered before his eyes, he couldn't concentrate, his eyes unfocused, but he still hoped she would stay.
"Liang Dong'en, a man should not break his word!"
he shouted again, kneeling on the ground, all strength gone.
No one answered. She was gone!
From afar, a deafening roar echoed from the hillside—"Dong'en...you owe me...don't go..."
he murmured, then fainted.
The valiant General Wei had perished in a rainy night duel. How pitiful! Boom!
Boom! Boom...rocks rained down from the hillside, the entire mountain trembled, the sky darkened, and sand and stones flew—the mountain had collapsed!
In no time, the spot where Wei Tinglong had collapsed was buried under earth and rocks!
Huge boulders continued to rush down the mountain, swallowing up trees and debris in their path, the entire mountain rumbling with astonishing force!
The rain continued to pour down, and the ground was deserted!
Only the torrential rain remained, as if nothing had happened...

Chapter Five:
Liang Dong'en released the carrier pigeon, which quickly flew into the air.
Today was a beautiful day; the white clouds formed a net-like pattern, soft and wispy, giving a leisurely feeling... She glanced at the sky again, then turned and headed towards the mountain cabin.
The weather was clear, a gentle breeze was blowing, birds sang in the branches, and tender buds sprouted. Facing the breath of spring, Liang Dong'en smiled, a rare occurrence, and whispered, "Truly, 'Mountain flowers bloom in varying shades, spring birds sing in short and long songs!'"
"I didn't expect you to like Mei Yao's poems too," a man's voice sounded from her right.
Liang Dong'en seemed not to hear, and went straight to put the wild vegetables she had gathered behind the house, then fetched rice, started a fire, and prepared lunch.
"Dong'en, talk to me, I'm so bored!" the man said,
following closely behind.
"An injured person like you is so talkative."
She placed the wild vegetables in clear water.
"I've been lying down for many days, and I'm much better now; the wound on my right chest is slowly healing. Dong'en, the herbs you gathered are really effective."
"If I had known, I would have pricked deeper, so you wouldn't bother me here."
She tore the wild vegetables into several pieces.
“I knew you couldn’t bear to part with me. You deliberately avoided my vital meridians; my right chest is just a superficial wound… At least I’m not ugly, I’m strong, and I’m gentle and considerate. Many girls in the world like me.”
The man persisted.
“Then go find those girls, don’t bother me.”
She placed the washed rice on the fire.
“But I don’t want them, I only want you. This is what you owe me. Chat with me, I won’t get in your way.”
The man still wouldn’t give up.
Liang Dong’en finally looked directly at the handsome Wei Tinglong in front of her and said, word by word, “I don’t want to chat!”
After saying that, she took the bowl and chopsticks and went into the house.
It was a simple wooden hut, probably a hunter’s temporary residence. The hut contained all the tools for daily life, and a bag of rice and some bowls and plates were left in the corner.
“Dong’en, don’t go!”
Wei Tinglong clung to Liang Dong’en like a fly.
“Wei Tinglong, what do you want?”
Liang Dong’en was really annoyed.
“To chat with someone.”
“Go find someone else!”
She placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table.
“There are only the two of us in these deep mountains. If I don’t look for you, who else can I look for?”
Wei Tinglong insisted shamelessly.
“Will you die if you don’t talk for a day?”
She frowned at him.
“What if I just pass away like this? All your efforts in treating me these past few days will have been for nothing… Do you want that, Dong’en?”
Wei Tinglong flashed his irresistibly charming smile again.
That day, before the landslide, Liang Dong’en carried the tall Wei Tinglong on her back and used her light-footed skills to escape, finding this hut in the pouring rain. Seeing his serious injuries, she first pressed his acupoints to stop the bleeding, then found some herbs to apply to his wounds. Afraid that he would be cold, she took off both of their wet clothes and hugged him naked all night.
“I should have just ignored you and let you be buried alive!”
She really regretted it.
Wei Tinglong's face beamed with a happy smile. "You won't ignore me. I'm gentle and affectionate, refined and elegant, with rosy lips and white teeth, a handsome face, outstanding military achievements, and a reputation that shakes the world. I'm the dream lover of every girl in the capital! As long as she's a woman—"
"She can't escape your clutches."
She sat down and finished his sentence for him.
"Dong'en, haven't I made myself clear enough these past few days? I only want you, I won't touch any other woman."
He "cannot" touch her either.
"I'm truly flattered!"
She raised her eyebrows.
"Seriously, Dong'en, let's talk! I absolutely mean no harm."
He really was being incredibly humble.
Liang Dong'en looked out the window at the broken bridge at the foot of the mountain—the landslide had destroyed the only bridge connecting them to the outside world. It had rained for days, only stopping last night; the soil nearby was still soft, unsuitable for building a bridge. The two were trapped deep in the mountains.
Oh well! Since they couldn't leave anytime soon, she might as well keep this noisy man company!
Wei Tinglong knew she was softening. After spending these past few days together, he knew he could only use a gentle approach with her; a hard approach wouldn't work. No wonder she ignored him at the General's Mansion; although he had given her good food and clothes and favored her every night, he had always spoken to her in a commanding tone, unconsciously displaying his superiority as a general, so of course she ignored him.
Now, however, he found that "stubbornness" was very effective.
"Dong'en, you were adopted by the Liang family, so where is your true hometown?"
"Probably Jiangnan,"
she said calmly.
"Why 'approximately'? Which part of Jiangnan? Suzhou? Hangzhou? Songjiang?"
She only said one sentence before Wei Tinglong bombarded her with a barrage of questions.
"Are you really going to keep digging to the bottom of this?"
She glanced at him, gradually getting used to his shameless way of asking questions.
"No, I'll also ask where the pot is going to be thrown?"
Wei Tinglong chuckled.
Liang Dong'en glared at him. Why didn't she kill him back then?
Sigh, perhaps deep down she knew he wasn't a bad person! From the way he hugged her, she knew his inner gentleness; from when he transported grain to Shijiapo, she knew he wasn't as cold-blooded as others said. Although he sometimes forced himself on her, his face was full of remorse afterward…
"Dong'en, tell me, we're practically husband and wife now. It's normal for a husband to know his wife's background."
"Who said we're husband and wife? Don't think that just because you took my body, I have to marry you."
She was very dismissive.
"Wow, you're definitely not an ordinary woman! Most women, once they lose their virginity, will follow their man wholeheartedly… Dong'en, your thinking is truly unique, no wonder your husband likes you so much!"
He addressed himself quite naturally.
"Hmph! That's a concept you men have created, I don't buy into it. What if some thug forced himself on me today? Would I go with him? I'm not that stupid."
It was rare for Liang Dong'en to say so much.
"Yes, yes, you're absolutely right. But I'm not a thug, if you don't marry me, who will you marry?"
He resorted to his shameless tactics again.
"I won't marry anyone. At least I don't want to marry you."
Hearing this, Wei Tinglong's face instantly turned ashen. He asked in a hard voice, "Why?"
"Men, especially powerful men, mostly have multiple wives and concubines, and they also attract other women. You men say that a woman touched by other men is a withered flower, but what about a man touched by so many women? Why don't you say he's a broken tree with rotten roots? So, I don't want to marry a powerful man, that would make me do evil."
Liang Dong'en said coldly. It was rare for her to say so much.
A powerful man?
Wei Tinglong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pointed to himself, "Then I..."
"You're the kind of man who would make me do evil."
A direct hit!
"So I won't marry you."
Completely clear!
"Give up !"
A firm statement!
Upon hearing this, Wei Tinglong almost died!
But was Wei Tinglong someone who would back down so easily? To force him out with words? It was far too early!
After being constantly teased by the legendary healer Zhao Wuyan, he had long since developed an indestructible body. Besides, Liang Dong'en's "skills" were far, far less than Zhao Wuyan's.
"Dong'en, if I said I would never take a concubine, and I haven't had many women in the past, would you marry me?"
Wei Tinglong asked like a submissive wife.
"Then there must be something wrong with you!"
Liang Dong'en glanced at him.
A single, sharp remark, and the cure was immediate! She was far too formidable; not only was her martial arts highly skilled, but she was also observant and sharp-tongued!
How could Heaven have given him such a troublesome wife? Wei Tinglong lamented inwardly.
"I have no problem! Haven't you experienced it firsthand? I'm a man!"
He said this with righteous indignation.
"You really don't take concubines, and you haven't had many women in the past?"
Liang Dong'en scrutinized him for a while.
“Dong’en, I confess to you, I haven’t been with a woman since I went to a brothel at sixteen. You were the only woman I had more than ten years ago.”
Hearing this, Liang Dong’en didn’t burst into tears of emotion, but instead asked, “Why?”
“Because I don’t make love with people I don’t like.”
He lied. But it didn’t matter, he really did like her.
“Then why did you go to a brothel to find girls? Could it be that the girl was someone you liked?”
“No, no, no, Dong’en, don’t misunderstand, I only like you. As for what happened when I was a teenager… you know, the sons of high-ranking officials and wealthy families would encourage each other… after a few drinks, they would lose their virginity in a muddle. To be honest, I was forced into it, I didn’t do it willingly… Dong’en, you have to believe me!”
He grabbed her hand, pretending to be innocent and gazing at her, like a divorced woman begging her husband to believe her innocence.
Liang Dong’en slapped away his groping hand, but her heart was truly shaken.
"You mean...you like me?"
"Yes. When you rushed towards me during the grain raid, I fell in love with you at first sight!"
He fell for those sharp, cold eyes, those cold gazes that kept appearing in his dreams...
"Nonsense!"
Who falls in love at first sight? Besides, her face was covered at the time.
"You don't believe in love at first sight? That fate is predetermined?"
Wei Tinglong said pitifully.
Seeing her silence, he seized the opportunity to grasp her hand again. "Dong'en, we're trapped on this mountain, I don't need to shower you with sweet words. Everything I've said is true. If I said I love you, that I only want you for the rest of my life, would you marry me?"
He spoke earnestly.
Liang Dong'en had never encountered such a blatant confession from a man. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she lost her composure, stammering, "But I'm just a commoner..."
"You don't even have those outdated notions of chastity anymore, how can you still have those old-fashioned notions of social class?"
"But my figure is like a boy's, no breasts, no waist..."
"That's alright, I'm choosing a wife, not pork."
"But I'm a bandit..."
"If you marry me, you won't be."
"But Shijiapo..."
"I'll take care of it."
He moved closer to her.
Something was wrong! She felt uneasy, but she couldn't find a way to refute him.
Liang Dong'en frowned, confident she could find a way to refute him. Calm down! Calm down…
That’s it! Her eyes lit up, remembering the day the mountain collapsed and how she saved him.
“I saved your life, you should be grateful, now I want you to stay away from me—”
Before she could finish, he interrupted her.
“It’s because you saved me that I want to repay your kindness, so I plan to repay you with my body and follow you for life. Dong'en, from now on I’m yours!”
He hugged her like a little woman.
Huh! Are there really men like this? Liang Dong'en was truly stunned.
Seeing her rare stunned expression, Wei Tinglong seized the opportunity, pulled Liang Dong'en outside to kneel, and chanted: “Heaven above, Earth below, I, Wei Tinglong, and Liang Dong'en, are here today to become husband and wife, to share life and death, to never leave each other, to be bound together for eternity!”
He pressed her down and kowtowed.
Liang Dong'en, as if waking from a dream, exclaimed in panic, "No, this doesn't count!"
"How does it not count? I, Wei Tinglong, have never been so serious before. My wife."
"What did you call me? Who's your wife?!"
She scrambled to her feet.
"You don't like me calling you wife? Then how about I call you Dong'er?"
Wei Tinglong leaned closer to her face, wanting to steal a kiss.
"No…don't talk nonsense!"
Her face flushed crimson, and she tried to push him away, but Wei Tinglong had already kissed her cheek. Ha! He had finally regained control.
How could someone be so shameless? "You…don't do this…"
Liang Dong'en blushed, his smile making her heart race…
how could he take advantage of her! No, that's not right. He's the one in "danger" now. How could he be so hasty in concluding such a life-altering event? No, that's not right either. She hadn't agreed to marry him, how could it be hasty? Oh dear! Everything's a mess! She's not usually one to lose her composure! Calm down, calm down...
Suddenly, a burning smell wafted over—"Oh no!"
Liang Dong'en cried out, quickly pushing him aside and running to the back of the house.

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