Even if it's just fighting a fire, what harm is there?

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I don't care how many people are waiting for my embrace, I just desperately want your smile. I throw my pride to the corner and give you all my goodness, but you still don't look at me. I don't want to have dreams in my heart every day. I roar at myself. People who are too loyal to their feelings can't think properly. I'm in so much pain that I want to cry, but I'm just smiling foolishly. Loving someone like a moth to a flame is a kind of depravity. Who likes to treat torture as enjoyment every day? But sacrificing for love makes me feel proud and great. Loving someone like a moth to a flame is very painful. I just believe that people can be moved. Why can't you love me? Why, why do you love me so deeply? This is a song from Faye Wong's album. I fell in love with this song inexplicably when I saw the lyrics. Of course, there was an event related to this song at the time, but I don't remember it very well. Now I want to interpret this song in my own way. (I) Encounter Perhaps selling oneself to bury one's father is not a new thing, but I still saw it on the street. Feng Shulin scoffed, "Selling oneself to bury one's father? That depends on whether she has that value." Value? Indeed, when he saw the woman kneeling with her head bowed, her pitiful appearance strikingly similar to the woman who haunted his dreams, she suddenly became valuable. The woman slowly raised her head to look at the man who had thrown a gold ingot in front of her, but the man didn't linger. He seemed to have no interest in this woman willing to sell herself. However, since she had decided to sell herself to bury her father, and he had paid the money, she was now his. The woman put the gold ingot into her bosom and chased after Feng Shulin. "Young master, thank you." Ye Xuening looked at Feng Shulin with grateful eyes. "It's nothing." Feng Shulin only paused briefly before continuing on his way. Ye Xuening's steps were not as long as Feng Shulin's, and she could only keep up with him in small, quick steps. "Young master, since you paid for my father's burial, I am yours from now on." "I don't need it." Feng Shulin's words were always so short and cold. What a cold face! But Ye Xuening saw his face clearly—it was him! He was the one who saved her three years ago. She had waited three years for this day, never expecting to meet him again, never expecting him to lend a helping hand once more when she needed him most. She was determined to repay this kindness. "Young master, if you don't mind, I'm willing to serve you as a maid or a servant. This is the only way I can repay you." Feng Shulin heard these three words, "willing to serve you," and stopped. "Then how about repaying me with your body?" Feng Shulin asked with a wicked smile, a despicable thought forming in his mind. "Repaying me with your body?" Did he mean her body? Of course not, he didn't mean her heart! Ye Xuening chuckled at her own delusion. "Whatever Young master commands, I'm willing to do." "Good, come to the Feng residence to find me in three days." After saying this, Feng Shulin left gracefully. (II) Three days after her offering, Ye Xuening arrived at the Feng residence as promised. Along the way, while inquiring about the Feng residence, she had already heard some news about it. She heard that the Feng residence had been sealed off by the government, and the reason was widely speculated. Ye Xuening decided to go to the Feng residence to find out, also to fulfill her promise to the young master who had given her the gold. Upon arriving at the Feng residence, she found the gate sealed. Ye Xuening stood there in astonishment, "How could this be?" Yes! How could this be? Three days ago, that young master Feng—his surname should be Feng, right?—had generously given her a gold ingot. How could his residence be sealed off by the government today? Had he offended the government, or…? Ye Xuening couldn't figure it out and could only ask the neighbors, but everyone avoided her like the plague when they heard it was about the Feng residence. It was impossible to get any answers. Ye Xuening could only sit helplessly in front of the Feng residence. "Young master, it's that woman, she's been spying on the Feng family." A servant told his master. "She's quite pretty! Huo Mei'er died, and now another beauty has arrived." Yang Jian stared at Ye Xuening with a lecherous look. Ye Xuening noticed the newcomer, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in her helpless heart. Someone dared to approach the Feng family. "May I ask if you two gentlemen know anyone from the Feng family?" Ye Xuening approached Yang Jian with a "let's give it a try" attitude. "What is your relationship with the Feng family, young lady?" Yang Jian raised an eyebrow and asked. Relationship? Ye Xuening didn't know how to answer. "Friends." "Friends?" A woman, perhaps! "Don't you know Feng Shulin is in trouble?" So his name was Feng Shulin. "In trouble? What happened?" Ye Xuening asked anxiously. "It seems you know nothing about this, young lady!" Ye Xuening shook her head, anxiously asking, "Can you tell me what happened to Young Master Feng?" Seeing her worried expression, it was definitely his woman. "Feng Shulin killed someone." "Murder! Impossible!" Actually, she didn't know him either, but her intuition told her he couldn't possibly kill someone. "The evidence is conclusive; there's no denying it." "How could this be?" Ye Xuening was completely lost, muttering to herself, "I haven't even had a chance to repay him, what should I do?" Seeing Ye Xuening's anxious expression, Yang Jian harbored ulterior motives. "Young lady, do you want to save Feng Shulin?" "Young master, you have a way to save Young Master Feng, don't you?" This was undoubtedly a glimmer of hope! She could finally repay Feng Shulin. "However, you'll have to pay a price, young lady." Yang Jian's lips curled slightly, leering at Ye Xuening's delicate features and beautiful figure, as if he wanted to devour her whole. Ye Xuening, of course, sensed Yang Jian's ill-intentioned gaze. "What price?" If it was money, she had little gold left after organizing a grand Buddhist ceremony for her father. She couldn't appear too shabby when meeting her benefactor, so she used the remaining silver to buy the emerald green dress she was wearing, leaving her with almost nothing. She should have been more frugal. Seeing her staring blankly at the purse in her hand, Yang Jian found it somewhat amusing. Did she really think money could save that fool? Speaking of money, how many fools hadn't he had? If he hadn't been so clueless, he wouldn't be in this predicament. But in the end, wasn't it all for a woman? And that woman was dead; the murderer was that fool. "Miss, are you really willing to pay any price to save Feng Shulin?" He was very curious about the depth of this woman's feelings for Feng Shulin. Any price? What price could she possibly pay? She only had herself! Ye Xuening nodded. "Very good." Yang Jian nodded in satisfaction. What did "very good" mean? "Do you know who I am?" Ye Xuening shook her head. "I am the one who can save Feng Shulin. I want you in exchange for him." "I am willing to take the blame for Young Master Feng." Yes! As long as someone takes the blame, he will be fine, Ye Xuening naively thought. "What nonsense are you talking about? Feng Shulin's guilt is irrefutable. How can you take the blame for him?" Yang Jian scoffed at her foolishness, but he was not moved by her deep feelings. "Then what does Young Master mean?" "You sleep with me for one night, and I will find a way to release him." Yang Jian finally revealed his lewd nature. He lifted Ye Xuening's chin and whispered this shameless condition in her ear. "Young Master, please have some self-respect." Ye Xuening slapped away his filthy hand. "It seems you don't want to save him!" Yang Jian said, suppressing the anger in his chest. "I want to save him." "Then consider my suggestion carefully! Once you've decided, come find me at the county office. My name is Yang Jian." Yang Jian finished speaking and started walking, then, as if forgetting something, turned back to look at Ye Xuening. "Don't think too long. In two days, Feng Shulin will be executed, hahaha!" Yang Jian left laughing, satisfied by Ye Xuening's pale face after hearing his words. Execution? "No!" Ye Xuening shouted loudly, "Young Master Yang." She chased after Yang Jian without hesitation, and Yang Jian, of course, was happy to stop and wait for her! "I promise, I'll do anything to save Young Master Feng." "Is that so?" Yang Jian looked at Ye Xuening with suspicion. "Really, as long as it saves Young Master Feng." Ye Xuening saw his doubt and reaffirmed her determination. "Alright, then come back with me now!" "But I have a condition." "You want to negotiate with me? Tell me!" "Could I see Young Master Feng?" Was she really going to believe this man's nonsense? "Alright." Yang Jian answered decisively. "Thank you, Young Master Yang." ※ ※ ※ With Yang Jian's arrangement, she was able to visit Feng Shulin in the prison cell. Ye Xuening prepared wine and food and went there. "He's over there." The jailer gestured in a direction to Ye Xuening, and there was a person squatting in the corner. "Thank you, jailer brother. Please accept this small token. I want to have a private conversation with my... husband. I hope you can give us some time alone." Ye Xuening stuffed the last ingot of silver in her hand into the jailer's hand. "Alright! But not too long, you have to leave in an hour." "Thank you, brother." The jailer opened the cell door for her and left. After he left, Ye Xuening entered the cell. She saw the person crouching in the corner; the jailer had said that was him. He was disheveled and ragged. Ye Xuening felt a pang of heartache. Just three days ago he was so spirited, but now he was so wretched. However, he would soon be back to his former self. "Young Master Feng," Ye Xuening called out to him.Yet someone addressed him that way. Feng Shulin slowly raised his head. "Mei'er." Feng Shulin's eyes widened, and he grabbed her. "Young Master Feng." Ye Xuening was startled by his sudden action, and the basket in her hand almost fell to the ground. "You are not Mei'er. Mei'er is dead." Upon closer inspection, he realized that she did resemble Mei'er somewhat, but she was not Mei'er. Feng Shulin collapsed to the ground in despair. "Young Master Feng, I am Ye Xuening. Three days ago, you gave me a gold ingot so that I could bury my father. You told me to come to the Feng residence to find you three days later. I went, only to find out that you..." "Let's go! This is not a place for you." "I brought some wine and food. You must not be eating well here. Eat something!" Ye Xuening put down the basket, squatted down, and placed the bowl of food in front of Feng Shulin. "Get out." Feng Shulin knocked over his rice bowl. "Does a dying man need food and wine?" "Then give me a chance to repay your kindness!" That was her real purpose in coming to see him. "Repay your kindness? What are you talking about?" "Didn't you want me to repay you with my body?" Ye Xuening said as she took off her outer garment, revealing a bright green bodice. "What are you doing?" Feng Shulin stared wide-eyed at her strange behavior. "Young master is about to die, and I'm afraid I won't have a chance to repay the gold I owe you. But I've never liked owing people, so I must repay you before you die. I have no money left, only this body. Please grant my request!" Ye Xuening leaned towards Feng Shulin, suppressing her shame, but Feng Shulin pushed her away. "That little bit of silver is nothing to me, you don't need to worry about it." "No, if I don't repay you now, I'm afraid you'll become a ghost and come looking for me, that would be terrible." Ye Xuening made up a reason. "What a joke! If I become a vengeful ghost, I'll be looking for the person who harmed me. What does it have to do with you?" Ye Xuening stopped talking and awkwardly began to undress Feng Shulin. "If you don't stop, don't blame me for what I'll do to you... Oh! -- What are you doing?" Ye Xuening grabbed his already erect penis. "Young master, please take me!" Ye Xuening rubbed her pure white skin against Feng Shulin's muscular chest, exposed by her undressed clothes. Feng Shulin grabbed her hand. "Listen, I'm finished. You should leave here now!" Feng Shulin pushed her away again. Rejected by Feng Shulin, Ye Xuening sincerely admired him. He remained unmoved even with her warm and beautiful body in his arms. But she was destined to lose her virginity. From the moment she agreed to Yang Jian's request, she had decided to reveal herself to Feng Shulin. Despite his repeated rejections, she would not lose heart. "Young master, are you afraid to touch me? Do you think I'm a pure and innocent virgin? Young master, you think too highly of me." To achieve her goal, Ye Xuening didn't hesitate to lie. She tried her best to be seductive. "Young master, you are so charming. If I could have a passionate encounter with you, it would be worth the trip. Young master, stop pretending. You want me too, don't you!" Ye Xuening once again seized on Feng Shulin's weakness. She was a virgin who had never been intimate, but three years ago, on that night, she clearly saw the filthy things exposed by those lecherous men. If Feng Shulin hadn't saved her in time, she would have no purity left. Giving her pure body to Feng Shulin today was her way of repaying him. But in her eyes, Feng Shulin's manhood was different from the filthy possessions of those lecherous men. Ye Xuening knew its location—right between his legs. She stroked Feng Shulin's manhood through his pants. "Young master, please give it to me." Feng Shulin suddenly felt a wave of disgust, but his lower body swelled due to Ye Xuening's touch. His mental restraint couldn't withstand his physical desires. Feng Shulin pushed Ye Xuening to the ground. "If that's what you want, then I'll grant your wish." Feng Shulin swiftly stripped naked. When Feng Shulin's erect male symbol was displayed before her, she couldn't help but look away, ashamed to see such a sight. A strange look flashed in Feng Shulin's eyes. Shy? A woman like her, who craved men, would be shy? She must be faking it! Feng Shulin quickly stripped Ye Xuening naked. Her delicate breasts were quickly marked with finger marks under his kneading. Feng Shulin didn't want to linger on this woman for long; he was only eager to relieve the throbbing pain in his body. He used his knee to pry open Ye Xuening's tightly closed legs, and his burning desire reached Ye Xuening's unexplored secret passage. With a thrust, he entered Ye Xuening's unprepared tunnel. The pain almost made Ye Xuening faint. "Ah!—" It hurts! Ye Xuening bit her lower lip, enduring Feng Shulin's rough actions. She knew he must be treating her like a prostitute. She didn't care; she was willing to sacrifice her chastity for him, so what was this pain? She was even more afraid that if she screamed, she would attract the jailers, so she could only bite her lower lip to keep quiet. "You're a virgin?" Feng Shulin paused all his movements, looking at Ye Xuening with surprise. Tears welled up in Ye Xuening's eyes, making Feng Shulin feel a pang of pity. "Why did you lie to me?" "Were you afraid you wouldn't want me?" "Do you really want me that badly? I'm a person with no tomorrow!" "I told you I don't owe anyone anything," Ye Xuening said stubbornly. "You're such a stubborn woman." "I'm not a virgin anymore, am I?" Feng Shulin found her question strange. "What do you think I did just now? I've already taken your virginity." He noticed Ye Xuening was smiling, a satisfied smile. "What are you smiling about?" "Can I ask you a question, young master?" "Is sexual intercourse between men and women pleasurable?" "Huh?" What kind of question is that? "If it's not pleasurable, why are there brothels?" "But I... don't think so!" If the tearing pain just now was pleasurable, then perhaps only men could derive pleasure from it! Feng Shulin felt a pang of guilt at Ye Xuening's words. "It always hurts the first time." "Really? Does that mean it won't hurt anymore?" "Maybe!" He didn't know if it would hurt again, because he wasn't a woman, but pleasure was definitely there, unless all the women he'd been with were pretending. "It should be pleasurable." "Then, can you make me feel happy, young master?" If so, she hoped it was from him; she would etch that moment deeply into her memory, never to be forgotten. Seeing Ye Xuening's longing eyes, Feng Shulin felt a surge of desire to make her feel satisfied. "Your name is Ye Xuening?" "Yes, young master." "Xuening, may I call you that?" Hearing him call her name so intimately, tears welled up in Ye Xuening's eyes. "Young master." "You can call me by my name, Feng Shulin. My name is Feng Shulin." "Shulin." Ye Xuening softly uttered the name of the person she had cherished for three years. (III) Turning Point Feng Shulin resumed his movements inside Ye Xuening's body, but only with gentle thrusts. He moved his body gently, waiting for Ye Xuening to get used to it. Gradually, he felt that Ye Xuening's passage was no longer so dry before he began to move rhythmically. Ye Xuening felt Feng Shulin's tenderness and was moved to tears. The usually strong Ye Xuening had become a true tearful person. The pain had slowly passed, and waves of pleasure washed over her. She finally understood that the union of man and woman was such a pleasurable feast. Ye Xuening did not moan, but her panting was enough to arouse every sensitive nerve in Feng Shulin, and he also began to pant heavily along with Ye Xuening's soft panting. What is paradise? Ye Xuening and Feng Shulin were in paradise right now. To have such a warm and beautiful woman in his arms, what regret would he have even if he died? It was just a pity that he couldn't give Ye Xuening any promises anymore. "Xuening, what will you do from now on?" He suddenly began to worry about Ye Xuening. She had been reduced to selling herself to bury her father; her life must be difficult! From now on? Ye Xuening couldn't think about that. Originally, everything was fine. If she entered the Feng family, even as a concubine, she could make a living. But now? Tonight, she was going to let that beast defile her body. Did she have a future? Even if Feng Shulin escaped, could her impure body return to his side? Thinking of this, tears streamed down her face again. "What's wrong? Don't cry!" Ye Xuening's tears actually tugged at his heart. "It's nothing, I'm just so touched. I didn't expect you to care about me so much." Enough. To receive Feng Shulin's affection, Ye Xuening had no regrets. "Don't worry, you gave me a gold ingot, didn't you? I'm very frugal. Starting a small business shouldn't be a problem." Ye Xuening said guiltily. "Ah! I've got it." Feng Shulin whispered in Ye Xuening's ear, "Remember this: in the garden of the Feng residence, there's a rockery. I've hidden a lot of gold and silver treasures in it. Find an opportunity to retrieve them. Even if you're a little extravagant, you could live off that much for three lifetimes. Remember that!" After saying this, Feng Shulin felt much relieved. At least she no longer had to worry about food and clothing. "Find someone who loves you and marry him!" Hearing Feng Shulin's words, Ye Xuening was almost sobbing uncontrollably. "Shulin." Ye Xuening hugged Feng Shulin tightly. In this life, I will never marry anyone else but you. Ye Xuening silently vowed in her heart. After making his final thrusts while holding Ye Xuening, Feng Shulin was about to pull away from her when Ye Xuening held him tightly.He had no choice but to ejaculate his burning love fluid inside her. "Sigh!" he sighed, hoping it wouldn't cause her to have any children. Although the Feng family line would end after his death, he didn't want Xue Ning to raise his child alone. He left it to fate. Feng Shulin left Ye Xue Ning's body and used his only relatively clean shirt to wipe the semen and blood from her groin. "Put on some clothes!" "Can I have this shirt?" Ye Xue Ning grabbed the shirt Feng Shulin had used to wipe her body. Feng Shulin nodded, folded the shirt, and placed it in her hand. The two quickly dressed, and the jailer walked in. "It's time for you to go," the jailer urged Ye Xue Ning. Feng Shulin gave Ye Xue Ning one last hug. Ye Xue Ning stood on tiptoe and whispered in Feng Shulin's ear, "You'll be alright. Don't forget me, forever and ever." Ye Xue Ning ran out of the cell with tears in her eyes. "What did you say? Xue Ning." Feng Shulin wanted to chase after her, but was held back by the heavy shackles on his feet. She said he would be alright, what did that mean? ※ ※ ※ "You've seen your old flame. You've been in the prison for so long, so reluctant to part! Don't worry, I won't force you to stay. After tonight, you can leave." Yang Jian said indifferently. "Leave?" How could that be? He only wanted her for one night. Of course not, but she wasn't someone he could keep, unless his brain became as stupid as Feng Shulin's. How could he keep the woman that Prince Wei wanted? Huo Meier's death enraged Prince Wei. His life was in danger at any moment. He was only using Feng Shulin as a scapegoat. Who knew what disasters awaited him in the future? But if he gave Ye Xue Ning to Prince Wei, her appearance, which resembled Huo Meier's, should be able to calm Prince Wei's anger! However, since she was Feng Shulin's woman and no longer a virgin, he would enjoy her before giving her to Prince Wei. "You won't go back on your word, will you?" "Of course not." Only a fool would believe him. He wouldn't dare let the Prince of Wei kill someone, even if he had the courage of the heavens! Poor Ye Xuening was still completely in the dark. "I've ordered water to be prepared. Wash yourself thoroughly and wash away the bad luck you've accumulated!" "Someone come here." Yang Jian ordered the maid to help Ye Xuening bathe and change. After washing and dressing, Ye Xuening was even more radiant and beautiful, resembling Huo Meier even more. If he didn't already know they were two different people, they would be almost indistinguishable. He believed the Prince of Wei would be very satisfied with his masterpiece. "I never imagined my little beauty would be so stunningly beautiful when dressed up." Yang Jian lightly lifted Ye Xuening's chin. "Rest for a while! I'll keep you company tonight." Yang Jian walked out of the room with a beaming smile. Ye Xue gazed at herself in the mirror, almost unable to recognize the person in the reflection. "Is this me?" she murmured, touching her cheek. "Ye Xue Ning is dead. From this moment on, she ceases to exist." ※ ※ ※ "Your Highness, you've arrived! This servant has failed to greet you properly; I deserve to die!" Yang Jian's obsequious manner was utterly repulsive. "I heard you found one of Feng Shulin's concubines. Is that true?" He hadn't expected the news to leak out so quickly. "This servant dared not conceal it; it is true." The duck that was about to be eaten was likely to fly away. "What are her looks like?" "Just an ordinary, common woman." Yang Jian deliberately concealed the truth. "A common, vulgar woman?" Prince Wei didn't believe Yang Jian's words at all. Based on his understanding of Feng Shulin, if she were truly a common, vulgar woman, he wouldn't even bother to glance at her. "May I meet this common, vulgar woman?" If she really was, he wanted to see when his taste had changed. Since his taste had changed, why wouldn't he give Huo Meier to him? "Of course, of course," Yang Jian said obsequiously. "I'll go and bring her to see you right away." "Wait! Are all the servants in your manor just idle people? You have to do such a trivial matter yourself?" "Yes, yes, Yang San, go and bring that woman here." Yang Jian could only beat his chest in frustration. Yang San, who was Yang Jian's servant, followed his master's orders and brought Ye Xuening to the main hall. "Meier!" Prince Wei's reaction upon seeing Ye Xuening was the same as Feng Shulin's—he stared at her in surprise. Meier? Who exactly was she? This question had always lingered in Ye Xuening's mind. "Your Highness, she's not Miss Huo, she just bears a slight resemblance," Yang Jian explained from the side. "Nonsense, of course I know she isn't," Prince Wei pushed aside the obstructive Yang Jian and stepped forward to Ye Xuening. "May I ask your name, young lady?" Looking at the imposing and distinguished man before her, Ye Xuening sensed the difference in his treatment compared to Yang Jian. "I am just an orphan, nameless and without a surname." "How could anyone in the world be nameless and without a surname?" Prince Wei's smile was like a warm spring breeze. "Then call me Xiao Nu! I am a maidservant taken in by Young Master Feng." "Xiao Nu!" Prince Wei stared at Ye Xuening for a long while. "She looks so much like her." "Xiao Nu, come with me back to the manor!" Prince Wei tried to take Ye Xuening's hand, but she dodged it. "Young master, we've never met before, why should I go back with you?" "Why? Because I want you!" Ye Xuening's good impression of this man was greatly disappointed by his frivolous behavior. Ye Xuening didn't answer him, but lowered her head, lost in thought. "Do you want to stay here?" Prince Wei glared at Yang Jian, "Is someone threatening you?" "No, I'm staying voluntarily." She had to do this to save Feng Shulin. "You... don't know who I am? That's why you won't come with me." Prince Wei still smiled, "Young Master Feng and I are... good friends. I'm also very saddened by Young Master Feng's misfortune. Since you are his person, of course I have to fulfill my duty to take care of you. Don't you agree, young lady?" To win back Ye Xuening, Prince Wei told a whole bunch of lies. "A friend? Young Master, you say you're Young Master Feng's friend?" Judging from Yang Jian's respectful manner and his attire, he must be no ordinary person. Rather than trusting Yang Jian, it's better to hope for him... wait, something's not right. If he could really save Feng Shulin, Feng Shulin wouldn't be executed. "I don't believe it." "Hmm? Don't believe it? Why?" This woman's attitude changes too quickly! One moment she's overjoyed, the next she's suspicious. "If you're truly Young Master Feng's friend, why don't you save him?" "Alas! Brother Feng... is guilty of murder! Moreover, the evidence is irrefutable. I'm willing but unable to help!" Actually, Prince Wei would love to tear him to pieces. The evidence is irrefutable. Ye Xuening kept hearing these words. Had she been tricked? Did Yang Jian really have the ability to save Feng Shulin? Ye Xuening also began to have doubts. She glanced at Yang Jian, only to see him lower his head guiltily. Ye Xuening's heart sank; Feng Shulin was beyond saving. With a thud, Ye Xuening knelt before Prince Wei, who was a prince—that's how Yang Jian had addressed him. "Your Highness, I beg you, please save my young master!" "Little Servant, please rise quickly." Prince Wei was startled by her actions and quickly helped her up. "If Your Highness doesn't agree, I will kneel here forever." "Oh!" The smile on Prince Wei's face vanished instantly. Another infatuated woman, and ironically, the object of her infatuation was him. A nameless anger surged in Prince Wei's chest. "You think I can save him?" Ye Xuening, with her head lowered, was unaware that Prince Wei's face was now frozen with frost. She nodded. Prince Wei knelt down with Ye Xuening, "Be my woman, and I'll release him." For some reason, his words sounded more reliable than Yang Jian's. Of course, he was a prince. Ye Xuening chuckled. For the first time, she felt so valuable; she could use her body to save a death row inmate with irrefutable evidence. Wait, if the evidence was truly irrefutable, how could he just release him like that? Did he want him dead? Ye Xuening suddenly collapsed to the ground. Prince Wei immediately caught her. "What's wrong?" "Didn't Your Highness just say that Young Master Feng's guilt was irrefutable? How can you just release him like that?" Prince Wei picked her up. "Do you want to know?" Ye Xuening couldn't break free from his embrace and could only helplessly submit to his control. "I can kill whomever I want, and release whomever I want. Do you understand?" Prince Wei's arrogant tone echoed in her ears. Ye Xuening understood; he was the one who wanted Feng Shulin dead. Prince Wei leaned down and gently kissed Ye Xuening's lips. "I can have whoever I want, do you understand?" That guy actually stole the woman he wanted, he wouldn't let him off easily, but he temporarily abandoned the idea of killing him. For the woman in his arms, he wanted to see what kind of meaning this woman had for Feng Shulin, whether it was enough to hurt him as deeply as he had hurt him. (IV) Substitute Wei Yunze, also known as Prince Wei, was not a true member of the royal family, but his father was a great general who made great contributions to the country. His father was enfeoffed as Prince Wei, so after his father's death, he naturally inherited the title. Wei Yunze brought Ye Xuening back to the palace and settled her in Huamei Pavilion. In Huamei Pavilion, Ye Xuening looked at the stone carvings on the archway, "Mei". She naturally thought of Mei'er, the name she had heard from the two men. "From now on, this will be your residence." Wei Yunze said, and put her down. "Who is Mei'er?" Ye Xuening blurted out. "You." Wei Yunze looked at Ye Xuening and said. ""Me?" "That's right, from this moment on you are Mei'er, and Mei'er is you." He couldn't have Mei'er, so he would let this person who looked like Mei'er replace her! "I am not Mei'er after all." "I say you are, and you are." Domineering, he killed when he wanted, released when he wanted, wanted her, and now wanted her to be Mei'er. It was simply unreasonable. "As long as you keep your promise, I am Mei'er." Wei Yunze's lips curled into an unfathomable smile. "You not only look like her, but you even have the same personality. If I hadn't buried her with my own hands, I would have really thought you were Mei'er." "Mei'er is dead?" Ye Xuening was surprised. "Yes, she is dead." A trace of sorrow flashed in Wei Yunze's eyes. "Rest now!" Mei'er was the pain in his heart, and he needed to find a place to heal. After Wei Yunze left, Ye Xuening entered Huamei Pavilion. There was a portrait of a woman in Huamei Pavilion. The person in the portrait looked like her, but she knew it wasn't her. It must be Mei'er. Mei'er, not only does she look like him, but her personality is just like his too. What kind of woman is she? It seems that Feng Shulin and this prince both have complicated relationships with her, and she herself has inexplicably fallen into this vortex. What kind of fate awaits her? As night fell, Ye Xuening leaned against the window, gazing at the crescent moon on the horizon. She heard steady footsteps approaching. What was bound to happen had finally arrived. "Sigh!" Ye Xuening sighed. "Why are you sighing?" A pleasant male voice entered her ears. It was Wei Yunze. "I'm lamenting my fate." "Lamenting your fate?" Wei Yunze sat down at the table. "Is your fate unfortunate?" "I lost my mother at birth. Don't you think my fate is very unfortunate?" "You still have a father even if you lose your mother! Where are your relatives?" "I've always relied on my father, but he passed away five days ago." "Please accept my condolences." Ye Xuening remained silent, not knowing why she had said these things to him. "Don't worry, you can stay here, I'll take care of you." "Why?" "Come here." Ye Xuening hesitated for a moment, then went over. "Because you are Mei'er." Wei Yunze stroked her cheek. "I'm not..." "Don't shatter my little wish." Wei Yunze looked at Ye Xuening with almost pleading eyes. "People can't live in the past. You say she's dead, so she's dead. The dead can't be brought back to life." Ye Xuening's words angered Wei Yunze, and he pushed her to the ground. "Do you have to be so cruel?" Seeing Ye Xuening fall to the ground in a panic, Wei Yunze quickly helped her up. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, Mei'er." "I..." Fine, let him treat her as Mei'er if he wants! Ye Xuening stopped arguing with him. Perhaps because of Mei'er, she could be spared from abuse! But she was wrong. He really took her to bed, mistaking her for Mei'er. A shower of kisses began to fall on her forehead, then her nose, then her lips. Before Wei Yunze could kiss her, Ye Xuening turned her face away. "Don't do this." "You're mine, you should have been mine long ago." Wei Yunze began to undress Ye Xuening. "No, I'm not yours," Ye Xuening shouted. "You are mine," Wei Yunze replied. "Mei'er doesn't love you, you can't treat Mei'er like this." Ye Xuening tried to use Mei'er to stop him. "What did you say?" Wei Yunze seemed to be suddenly awakened, jumping up. "Mei'er doesn't love you, you can't treat Mei'er like this." These words echoed in Wei Yunze's mind like a curse. He clenched his fist and pounded it against the wall until blood flowed. Ye Xuening was stunned. Had he gone mad? "Your Highness, why are you hurting yourself like this?" Ye Xuening ran off the bed to stop him. "Mei'er has never loved me, never." Wei Yunze wept bitterly. He shed tears for Mei'er, his tall frame so proud, for a woman. Mei'er! What kind of woman are you, Mei'er? Ye Xuening didn't know what to say. If she hadn't met Feng Shulin, hadn't given herself to him, perhaps she would have been willing to be his Mei'er. But it was all too late. She could only watch him weep, helpless. "Xiao Nu, I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Xiao Nu? He called her Xiao Nu, no longer considering her Mei'er? Ye Xuening was stunned, and Wei Yunze left Huamei Pavilion. Ye Xuening was completely bewildered, but the crisis of losing her virginity was temporarily averted. [The End]

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