[Fantasy] Transmigration: I'm Not a Plaything (Complete) - 4-6

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" Big

Brother." I took a deep breath and stepped into his room, trying to maintain a natural demeanor. He was writing something. I walked over and leaned closer to look. When he first saw me, a flicker of embarrassment crossed his face, but he quickly regained his composure: "Little sister's here?"

To prevent the distance between us from widening, I quickly tried to be friendly, sitting on his lap and affectionately calling out, "Yes~ I missed you so much, Big Brother." He put his arm around me, smiling as he gently stroked my back.

I gazed at his handsome face up close and teased, "What a beauty! Want to play with me?" He hesitated for a moment, then I pulled his head down and kissed him. "Mmm... little sister..." I released him, and saw him looking at me with hazy eyes. Suddenly, his eyes stung, and he said sweetly, "Big brother, you mustn't forget me." He slowly hugged me tighter and tighter: "I won't. Big brother will remember you for life. Even... even... little sister will forever live in my love, in my heart, in my thoughts."

As if to prove his sincerity, he lifted me onto the desk, stood up, hugged me, and kissed me fiercely. "Mmm...! Big brother..." I clutched his sleeve, looking at him with hazy eyes. He pressed a lip to my forehead and whispered, "Big brother wants it, will you give it to me?" Looking into his eyes, I wanted to tear my heart out and place it in his hands, to tell him that this was something that didn't need asking. I wanted to tell him: whatever you want, whatever I have.

Seeing that I didn't speak, my older brother kissed my forehead, ears, and all the way down to my neck. "Ugh." It tickles. "Brother..." I reached out and slowly loosened his robe, stroking his neck and shoulders, then slowly sliding down to pinch his nipples. "Mmm!" My older brother grabbed my fidgeting hands, his voice hoarse, "Little sister, don't move around, I can't take your teasing."

I giggled and fell into his arms, "Brother can't take it here, hmm?" Then I slipped my hands inside his loosened robe and stroked his burning back. "Mmm... little vixen, so tempting, are you going to drive your older brother crazy?" He then began to undress me more forcefully. "Brother..." The silk fabric brushed against my increasingly sensitive skin, and I trembled with pleasure.

My older brother lifted my head, which had slumped back, and his lips landed on my face and neck. I felt so good that I reached under his armpits and grabbed his shoulders. Slowly sliding down to my nipple, "Ah...!" I opened my hazy eyes, everything before me seemed veiled in mist. He grabbed one of my hands and kneaded one of my milky white breasts: "Big brother, no... It's so erotic, ah...---" He grabbed my other hand as well. I was sitting in front of him, playing with my breasts with both hands.

Then he knelt down and spread my legs. "Hmm---! Big brother, what are you doing?" Seeing him staring at my genitals, I felt a surge of fluid in my lower abdomen, my genitals becoming wet. "Little sister..." He seemed to swallow hard, slowly approaching. Oh my god! It was too torturous. His slow pace made me feel his breath getting tighter and tighter, itchy. I started to feel unbearable and wanted to stop this torment.

"Big brother..." He smiled slightly at me, leaning forward to seal my entrance. "Ah-------!!! Brother..." My heart stopped beating, and I fell backward, only able to support myself with my hands. My older brother mimicked a kiss, nibbling and licking my vulva. Just when I felt I was about to explode, he added a finger, pressing it against his familiar spot. "Ah!-------" I felt my lower body become so wet that it gushed out. My whole body convulsed, and my hands could no longer support me. I collapsed limply onto the desk.

"Little sister, big brother is going to come in, is that alright?" He leaned forward and grabbed my breasts, kneading them. "Okay... big brother, come in quickly." I felt my older brother rubbing his penis against my vulva, sliding it along. I bit my bent index finger in discomfort. "Little sister... ugh!" "Ah!" I was so lewd, trembling with another orgasm.

"Hehe, little sister is really... even her little face and mouth are so good at pleasing people." After saying that, he started thrusting. I was so ashamed that I didn't dare to open my eyes. My brother straightened up and held my waist, slowly thrusting into himself. "Mmm!" I had just had two orgasms, and my vagina was sensitive and wet. I couldn't help but hold my brother's hand, as if I was helping him shake himself.

"Ah..." I wanted to open my eyes to look at my older brother, but I accidentally saw my breasts heaving violently. I was so embarrassed that I immediately closed my eyes again. "Hehe, little sister, don't be so shy. Come on, tell your older brother if it feels good." I looked at him shyly: "Big brother! You're so annoying. Why are you always like a beast when we make love? You're not like your usual self at all."

"Ah!...Big brother, don't be so rough, ahhhhh..." After I finished speaking, my older brother started to fuck me fiercely. "Little sister doesn't like it?" "I...ah..." My older brother thrust in and out fiercely, and I couldn't even breathe properly. I could only gasp for air and moan weakly.

Gradually, I felt my strength failing, so I had to say to my older brother: "Big brother...I...uh!..." My older brother saw that my face was not right and immediately increased his speed. As he thrust faster and faster, I suddenly felt my stomach churning. "Big brother..." My older brother saw this and pulled me up, turning me over and making me lie face down on the table.

Then he grabbed my waist and entered me from behind. "Ah!..." I frowned; this position made it so deep, the friction even more intense. "Big brother...big brother...it's coming, it's coming, ahh-----" I started convulsing again.

"Little sister, wait a minute, big brother can stop now, ahh...almost there! Hmm!" After saying that, I felt my brother pressing down on my back, panting heavily. Liquid slowly trickled down my legs.

After my brother recovered, he immediately picked me up and placed me on the bed, then found a towel to wipe my body. Looking at my brother, I touched his face tenderly, "Big brother, I'm sorry..." "Hmm?" My brother smiled gently at me. How annoying! I know my useless body couldn't satisfy my brother at all, and I've wronged him so much, yet he's still so gentle...

"Brother... you can actually go..." I closed my eyes and continued, "Actually, brother can go find girls, I don't mind..." My voice trailed off as I spoke. How could I not mind? But my brother is a man, and I don't want to wrong him like this.

He still looked at me with those gentle eyes: "Okay." I turned to look at him in surprise, only to see his teasing expression: "Big brother!! You're so mean, you're getting worse and worse, now you're even bullying me." I turned my back to him and stopped talking, only hearing him sigh, get on the bed and hug me tightly, "Little sister said such silly things, making big brother sad, I really don't know who was bullied by whom."

I turned around, cupped big brother's face, and looked deeply into his eyes: "Big brother, forget about my request to you before, wait for me..." I finished with difficulty: "After I'm gone, forget about me." Big brother pulled down one of my hands and kissed it, "If little sister is gone, big brother will become a monk."

"Silly brother..." Although I knew he was joking, I couldn't help but be moved and kissed his lips, hugging him tightly, not knowing how to continue the conversation. "Little sister, if Yue and I can find a way, we'll leave the Nangong mansion. When you return, your elder brother will prepare a piece of land for you, where no one else will live. If you are destined to leave, that's fine too. Your elder brother will remain in my heart for the rest of my life." After

saying this, my elder brother brushed his lips across my forehead. Hearing his words, I silently shed tears, hugged him tightly, buried my face in his chest, and then drowsiness overcame me, and I fell into a deep sleep.

Extra Chapter: Nangong Yue (Part 1)

I am Nangong Yue. Since I can remember, I have been the eldest young master of the Nangong mansion, served by servants. I have never worried about life, but at the same time, I am also watched over by those who serve me, and I have no freedom. My mother always tells me that I am one of the heirs of the Nangong mansion. Although I have an older brother according to seniority, he was sent away when he was young and is less favored than me, so I have an advantage over him.

Why do people want to be heirs? Hehe.

Although my maternal grandfather was a court official, like most, he wasn't highly regarded by the emperor. Fortunately, he had a beautiful daughter as leverage—my mother. Deciding who would marry her was a long-standing strategy of my grandfather, a hundred times more meticulous than court affairs. The chosen person needed to be capable, and I needed to offer them corresponding benefits; marrying into a high position was ideal. While the Nangong family prioritized commerce, they had always served the court. Otherwise, how could such a large family have survived under the watchful eyes of successive dynasties?

The Nangong family's structure was complex, even many of its trusted subordinates didn't fully understand it, because its mechanisms were independent and couldn't interfere with each other. Only the highest-ranking person controlled everything. When the previous master of the Nangong family was still alive, Nangong Su inherited its affairs for a simple reason: incompetence. He was only able to become the master of the Nangong family because of his great-grandmother; her death was a greater blow to the Nangong family than losing a master. For the Nangong family, the importance of an heir lies in their ability, and the more heirs the better, the more capable they must be. This creates competition and mutual training.

Only the heir to the Nangong family can keep their own people, including relatives, within the family. Those who fail are mostly not allowed to stay in the capital; they are often banished to distant places. However, this still depends on the relationship between you and the heir; if it's bad, many disappear during the migration.

Nangong Su was able to inherit the Nangong family for a simple and clear reason: exceptional talent. His great-grandfather also willingly stepped back to support him. Therefore, although his father had been in charge of the Nangong family since childhood, his great-grandfather still held him in a certain degree of respect. And his maternal grandfather was "lucky" enough to be owed a favor by his great-grandfather.

My mother didn't love my father, and my father didn't love my mother. My birth was part of a chain of exploitation. My maternal grandfather used my mother, my mother used me, and my descendants are destined to be used by me, or one of my women. This lifestyle is utterly tiresome to me.

As the eldest son of the Nangong family, I matured early, but I have a fatal flaw, a weakness that I must conceal to become someone I am not myself.

...

When I was three, Nangong Huang and Nangong Qing'er were born one after the other. At five, I would always secretly watch that pink and tender little girl, so well protected by my father, and I was very curious about her. Because my cold-hearted father only cared about one woman, Lady Mi'er, it was only natural that their child was destined to be someone I could never compare to. Even my mother, who had no feelings for the Nangong family, told me that in the future, if it wasn't a big deal, I would help Lady Mi'er and her descendants.

She was able to have her own residence in the Nangong family at a very young age, which was the highest honor for anyone in the Nangong family. She was always surrounded by a bunch of servants, maids, and old women, and I was also guarded. I always had to find a way to see her. After finally shaking off those annoying servants and scaling the wall into her courtyard, I saw her sitting in the garden, dressed in a pale yellow silk robe. To avoid attracting attention, I threw a stone at her, but it hit her instead! My heart sank. I was doomed. If she cried or told the servants, I would be scolded by my father first, then severely punished by my mother!

But unexpectedly, she only coldly raised her head and glanced at me, then looked away. I broke out in a cold sweat, but seeing her aloof and proud face, I wanted to play with her even more. Later, when I was older and knew how to pretend to be serious and dismiss the servants, I began to openly approach her. Although at first she was still cold and indifferent, thankfully, she eventually got used to my presence.

"Don't you think it's really lonely and boring here?" When she turned her head and said this for the first time, I was completely captivated by her. I grinned at her, "Sure, that's why I came to play with you!" She just looked at me quietly, and I stood there quietly being looked at by her. After what seemed like a moment of thought, she nodded at me, "Whatever you want." My heart was instantly filled with joy, like the sense of accomplishment and ecstasy that comes from finally achieving a goal after a long period of preparation. But I tried hard to hide it, afraid of being looked down upon by her, who was so precocious.

...

When I was only eight years old, I was asked to manage a casino. After someone caused trouble and disrupted the casino, I failed to handle it properly and in time. My father only said to me coldly, "With such low ability, how can you inherit the Nangong family?" I knelt down on one knee. My father's disappointment made me even more sad, and his disdain and contempt made me feel even more wronged. "Father, please punish me." He didn't even look at me, playing with his teapot, "Let your mother punish you. I don't have time to punish you." After saying that, he turned around and left. I was left kneeling in the front hall in front of so many servants, unable to get up.

When my mother called someone to fetch me, I was already exhausted from feeling wronged, but my mother looked at me coldly: "You're so useless, you don't need to eat tonight." My head was so heavy I couldn't even lift it: "Yes." Back in my room, I didn't know if it was the stomachache from hunger or the suffocating pain in my heart, but I couldn't sleep all night. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I climbed over the wall to find her again.

"Qing'er! Qing'er!" I rushed into her bedroom without thinking after entering the room. "Hmm?" She rubbed her sleepy eyes. "What's wrong, Second Brother?" When I saw her, I couldn't help but vent everything that had happened that day to her, almost without pausing for breath, without stopping to say a word, until I felt relieved and stopped, panting heavily.

She listened quietly until I finished, then got out of bed wearing only her undergarments, walked to me, and hugged me. Then she patted my back, soothed me, and murmured, "Don't be angry, don't be angry..." Instantly, tears streamed down my face, and I hugged her tightly, sobbing silently.

When I was nine, she fell seriously ill. I rushed to see her every day, watching her gasp for breath, her little face covered in cold sweat, and my heart ached terribly. I nervously grasped her hand, but she forcefully pulled away, turned away, and refused to look at me. I was heartbroken, but the servants standing in her room prevented me from doing anything. The night

everyone thought she wouldn't make it, Nangong Su stayed in her room. I could only secretly stand by her window, peeking through the crack at her seemingly lifeless face, my heart pounding all night. Thankfully, she miraculously recovered the next day, and I was so happy I couldn't sleep all night.

Gradually, my third brother grew up, but I knew she was still my closest friend.

When I was sixteen, she fell into the water. I stayed up all night, too worried to sleep, because Grandpa Hu said it was a relapse of her old illness from when she was six...

But... she changed.

Author's Note:

Today, while browsing pictures of handsome men, I saw one that perfectly matched my image of Nangong Yue!

I decided to steal the picture and post it. Okay, I've decided~~

In the future, when I write character side stories, I'll try to find characters that fit the image and post them. Hoo hoo~~

Extra Chapter Nangong Yue (Part 2) BL H Picture

"Qing'er Qing'er~ Let's go fly a kite!" "Can you get away from me? So childish!" ………… "Qing'er Qing'er~~ Look, I caught a grasshopper. Don't you like looking at insects the most? Here you go!" "Ah!--- How disgusting! Get away from me!" ………… "Qing'er..." She frowned and saw it was me: "Why is it you again? Aren't you annoying!"

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"Ah!!-- You dog servant! You bumped into me!" "Servant deserves to die! Servant deserves to die!" Hearing the shrill voice, I went over to look. "Qing'er, what's wrong?" She saw me and frowned again: "This dog servant bumped into me. I hate him so much. I don't know how dirty he is!!" I frowned and saw the servant trembling all over. I came to his rescue: "Qing'er, let it go. I'll apologize for him, okay..." She snorted coldly. As a result, that afternoon, the servant was severely punished with thirty strokes of the cane and was expelled from the mansion.

If I hadn't been watching her all night, I truly would have thought the woman before me was no longer my Qing'er. I no longer felt attached to her, yet I couldn't let her go, and from then on, I addressed her as "Little Sister."

As

she grew older, she clearly began to grow closer to my unassuming third brother. Later, when she saw me, although she no longer felt the same disgust as before, she only politely kept her distance. Heh, that's understandable. I'm playful and mischievous, while my third brother always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor. Although he wasn't as valued as me in the household, he was highly respected by the servants.

After I understood matters of the heart, I began to seek out girls. Whether those girls were alluring or innocent, I always ended up thinking of her, my dear sister.

One

wrong move, and the whole game was lost

. As her feelings for my third brother grew stronger each day, even the servants could see it, yet she made no attempt to restrain her excessive affection for him. The truth will out. Even with my father's magnanimity, he couldn't tolerate it any longer. With his methods, he naturally wouldn't let her succeed.

That day, my third brother was engaged. Although I felt a strange joy, I was worried about her happiness and wanted to see her. But when I reached her door, I heard faint, unbearable moans. I was shocked and peeked through the paper window.

She!! She and my third brother! They had done such a… shameful thing!

I stumbled and wandered the streets, not knowing how I got there. In a daze, I saw a woman who looked just like her! She had the same red lips and white teeth, beautiful eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes.

I mustered my courage and invited her to my house, but she ignored me completely. She was just like her before! I became very interested in her, so for the first time, I followed this woman like a fool.

As I watched her every smile and gesture from afar, an evil thought arose in my mind: to abduct her and take her back to my house! No matter how I think back, I feel I must have been crazy that day. As the eldest young master of the Nangong family, I could have any woman I wanted, yet I was drawn to her. I liked her resemblance to her and the way she acted back then.

I thought, if nothing had gone wrong, I would have taken responsibility for her, and wouldn't have let her end up like those concubines I brought home for convenience, without any recognition from me!

I

found an opportunity, had someone drug her, tie her up, and force-feed her some aphrodisiacs. Then I placed her on the bed, drank wine, and watched her until she woke up on her own. Looking at her eyes and lips, I felt drunk, ridiculously drunk. Then, slowly, I kissed her.

Closing my eyes, I felt the warmth of her lips, remembering that night, how she, so small, hugged me, soothed my breath, and whispered, "Good girl, don't be angry, don't be angry..." That gentle feeling, like a spring breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers, surrounded me.

My heart began to race. I poured the last drop of wine from the bottle into my mouth and stumbled onto the bed. Lying there, I admired her profile, watching her slowly furrow her brows, which I gently smoothed with my hand.

When she groggily opened her eyes and looked at me in surprise, my intoxication deepened, and I kissed her. She struggled, but ultimately couldn't resist the effects of the aphrodisiac and the sleeping potion, and could only lie limply in my arms.

But when I uncovered her clothes, I cursed fiercely! She was "him"!!!

Yet, when he looked at me with his hazy eyes, I couldn't help myself. I hated myself then, so much, so very much!

"Mmm!" I kissed him, gently nibbling, watching the fine beads of sweat on his nose, I chuckled softly, then licked them away with my tongue. Then I kissed him again: "What does it taste like?" He glared at me fiercely. I loved his eyes, I loved them so much.

I kissed his eyes, then slowly pulled open his robe, gently biting his Adam's apple. "Ah..." Hearing his moan, I felt my whole body heat up, only then realizing that I had also ingested some of the aphrodisiac I had poured into his mouth.

I couldn't resist caressing his skin, pinching his pink nipples, then leaning down to take one into my mouth. "Ugh!" He gripped the sheets tightly beneath him. I chuckled softly, knowing he was starting to feel uncomfortable.

So I pulled his clothes aside from his front, looking at his erection, I swallowed hard. I never thought I would feel desire for a man's body! I felt like I was drunk, really, really drunk...

I leaned down and took his penis into my mouth. "Ah---no!" He suddenly pushed my head away with all his might, I don't know where the strength came from. I forcefully pinned his hands to his sides, then continued to suck on his penis, deeper and deeper, until his whole body began to tremble slightly.

I released his penis, looking at him and chuckled softly. He couldn't resist and started writhing his lower body.

"Good boy, I'll give it to you." Then I took his desire

into my mouth and quickly licked it. "Ah!----Ugh!…………" His hands, which I had pressed down on, gripped the sheets tightly again. Then he turned his face away and ejaculated into my mouth. I swallowed some and frowned. "Hmm, so this is what it tastes like." Then I kissed him and used my tongue to deeply penetrate his mouth, stirring it around.

"Hmm!!" He shook his head and began to resist. "You! You!" He was so angry that he couldn't speak.

I looked at his furrowed brows and reached out to cup his face. Looking at him, I said wickedly, "I haven't even started yet, darling."

His eyes widened instantly, and then he tried to escape from me. I pressed him down tightly. "No! No! I beg you, no!! Ah---------!" I pressed him down from behind and inserted my fingers into his anus. He trembled. "It hurts!" I frowned. It was so small; it must hurt a lot.

I smeared some saliva on it and continued thrusting. "No!!...No!" I could clearly hear him sobbing. My heart ached. I turned his head and kissed him gently, then grasped my own desire and teased his anus. Slowly, I entered.

"Mmm!!..." His mouth, covered by my lips, couldn't make a sound. His tears dripped into our joined mouths. I thrust hard. So tight! I almost came. Looking at his back, I straightened up and patted his buttocks. "Relax!"

"Ugh..." He groaned in pain. Seeing him like that made my heart ache even more. Damn it! What's going on?!

He gripped the sheets tighter and tighter, his sobs growing louder. "I hate you, I hate you...why...why me..." When I saw his tears dripping onto the back of his hand, my heart ached so much I couldn't breathe.

Why him...why her!

Heartbroken, I pulled my penis out, held him in my arms, and whispered soothingly, "Don't cry, don't cry!" Then I took his hand and placed it on my desire. He tried to pull away, but I covered his hand, guiding him to pleasure.

I kissed his hair, coaxing, "Help me, and I'll let you go." Perhaps he felt the die was cast, and he complied. As the pleasure built up, I pulled his hand and quickly masturbated him, "Mmm…!" I trembled as I held him.

After ejaculating, I was weak, and he took the opportunity to break free, immediately crawling with difficulty to the other side of the bed, hugging his legs and looking at me warily with the expression of a wounded fawn.

"Let me go." Looking into his eyes, I crawled over to kiss him, but he turned his head away. I knew the effects of the drug on us were almost gone, and it was time for me to sober up, so I didn't force him.

I silently helped him put on his clothes, but he brushed my hand away and said coldly, "No need, I can do it myself." My heart skipped a beat, remembering that night when she brushed my hand away and stopped looking at me.

I awkwardly withdrew my hand, my mood turning sour. I said to him, "I'll have someone give you some silver later..."

He coldly interrupted me, "No need, please have someone send me back 'as soon as possible'."

So true, so true... . .

. . .

Author's Note:

I revised it again and again for no reason... because I read other people's writing, and even a single page was so short. Suddenly, I felt that I wrote too much in one chapter, and it felt so verbose. Splitting it out would feel better.

Originally, I just wanted to share it with others while I was writing. I was already happy that someone read it. I didn't expect anyone to vote for me^^

Thank you to the children who voted, you are all so kind~~

Extra Chapter Nangong Yue (Part 3)

Two months later, Nangong Su summoned me back to the Nangong Mansion. Even my third brother, who had been exiled to the Leisurely Mountain Villa, was there?

And sitting next to him, Nangong Qing'er looked at my third brother with that loving gaze from time to time. I felt a pang of pain in my heart, but also disgust. I never thought that the woman I admired back then would become this kind of person today.

I thought Nangong Su would just criticize us for what we did wrong, and after receiving my punishment and humiliation, I could go back to my life. I lowered my eyes, twirling my ring, idly waiting for Nangong Su to come out. But then—

he appeared…

When he sat in the seat closest to the head of the table, my heart seemed to stop. No, perhaps it stopped the moment I saw him. I knew he saw me. Although he had been polite yet aloof since he came in,

I saw his shoulder twitch slightly. At that moment, my mind went blank, and I felt like I was about to faint.

When Nangong Su came out, I was so stunned I almost forgot to bow.

“Listen up, everyone, this is your eldest brother, Nangong Ye,” Nangong Su’s cold voice rang out. He propped his head up with one hand and rested the other on the armrest of his chair, sweeping his gaze over us as if none of this concerned him.

"That's your second brother, Nangong Yue..." The father's next words were cut off the moment Nangong Ye turned his head.

Nangong Su coldly finished speaking to him: "The Nangong family isn't the 'harmonious' family you imagine. If you pick up any lazy, good-for-nothing Taoist habits in the temple, like feigning illness without reason, or arbitrarily delaying things you shouldn't..." At this moment, he knelt on one knee before his father: "Father, I promise it won't happen again." Seeing his humble admission, Nangong Su waved his hand: "Hmm."

After introducing himself, Nangong Su went to handle other matters, leaving us in the front hall. Watching him gently nod to everyone, I only hoped that it was all... just a pipe dream. However, a mistake is a mistake, and spilled water cannot be recovered.

...

The Nangong family is a large organization, and everyone is busy with their own affairs; in fact, we should rarely see each other. But... I still felt that thorn in my heart, pricking me day and night, unable to let go.

Because of the extra care I showed him, I immediately helped him resolve a problem he couldn't handle, to the point that I didn't even know I was so capable of managing the affairs of the Nangong family.

For saving my father from knowing the immense favor, he finally spoke to me: "I won't thank you," he said stubbornly, his face cold.

I could only mask my feelings with a laugh: "No need, no need... You're my older brother, it's only right..."

Since I had no intention of inheriting the Nangong family, a place like a cold palace, I gradually shifted my focus to assisting him. Fortunately, he went from initial resistance to eventually speaking to me more. I owed my older brother so much; the fact that he spoke to me was a blessing in disguise. After a social gathering, he kept me behind. Fueled by alcohol, he asked, "Is it because of her?" I was startled, and forced a smile, saying, "I don't know what you mean, brother, or who you're referring to." He said calmly, "It's fine if you don't acknowledge it; I'm just guessing." My heart skipped a beat. Even if I were slow-witted, I should know he was giving me a chance!

The topic shifted: "Brother, you're truly perceptive!" He just drank his wine calmly, ignoring me. Later, he gently said to me, "Don't be so willful and reckless in the future." I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. I had done such a wrong thing; I thought he would never forgive me... After several interactions with my third brother, I noticed a drastic change in his personality. I guessed it was because of her. Only someone like her could have the power to change a person's nature, including mine. That was poison. Perhaps it was fortunate I hadn't encountered it, but people are always like that, wanting to touch that poison. That day, I was on my way back from helping my eldest brother with some business when I saw her from afar. I should have avoided her, but my legs had already led me to her. "Second Brother..." Hearing her tearful cry, I asked in a voice I never expected to be so gentle, "Qing'er? Weren't you bothering Third Brother at the Leisure Manor..." Before I could finish speaking, Qing'er hugged me tightly. My heart skipped a beat. I had always thought I had no feelings for her anymore. Seeing that she was even asleep standing up, I was both amused and exasperated. I had no choice but to take her back to her room. After carrying her back to the room, looking at her sleeping face, I remembered the times we used to play together, how she would comfort my youthful impetuosity. I couldn't help but reach out and stroke her face. When she murmured something, I snapped out of my daze! What was I doing?! Knowing full well that she was poison, and that the person she loved was Third Brother, I painfully closed my eyes and quickly went to find my eldest brother. ... When I heard she fell into the lake at the Leisurely Mountain Villa, I hated myself so much for not being able to bring her back in time, and I hated myself for not protecting her by my side for longer! Thankfully, she's alright! Although there are rumors that she's changed, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. When I saw her again, my father had summoned us back to the manor. When she saw us, she called out sweetly, "Daddy~" Seeing her sweet smile directed at my father, whom I had always ignored, I was shocked! What...what's going on? Hiding my true self has always been my strength. Composing myself, I greeted her, "Good morning, little sister~" I smiled at her, "Good morning~ what's your name?" When she turned around and smiled sweetly at me, I finally understood. She really had "changed." Just like when she was six years old, she had truly changed again. Watching her adorable demeanor, coupled with her naturally beautiful face, it seemed as if her personality was a perfect match for her features. However, when I merely joked with her, my father unexpectedly became furious. I exclaimed in surprise, "Nangong Su wouldn't… ?" … When I introduced Nangong Huang, she displayed the same weariness my third brother had shown. I felt both happy and sorrowful. Could it be that the "she" of that year was no longer the same person?! So the woman I admired had simply left; I hadn't loved the wrong person! That was enough. So…so I had misunderstood her for so long. Would she blame me? Asking this question that could never be answered, I suddenly felt all the knots in my heart untied. Only him, besides him…I had already hurt him… Indeed. "Second brother, you're so biased! I'm the eldest brother, and you're 'Qing'er's' second brother?!" Afraid of arousing suspicion, I quickly cracked a joke to hide my already terrified and chaotic inner turmoil... (Extra Chapter: Nangong Yue (Part 4))

Father wanted to test her! Father wanted to test her! Although I knew she was no longer "her," I still couldn't bear to see her hurt. I wanted to tell her to be careful, but I couldn't. Seeing my third brother's anxiety, I had a sudden idea and, together with my eldest brother, stalled Father, pretending to know nothing, and questioned him about the matter repeatedly. Sure enough, my third brother took the opportunity to leave. I knew he must be going to find her; I hoped she could get through this safely.

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Actually, I felt sorry for my third brother. He was just like I was back then, and I knew his pain was no less than mine. His personality changed because of "her," his fate was intertwined with "her," and in the end, "she" abandoned him so forever, without warning, and because of this, he could never truly let go of the woman before him who was exactly like "her." Everything spiraled out of control afterward. When I could only watch helplessly as my father took her away, then brought her back; as my third brother took her to the Leisure Manor, and then my father ordered me to bring her back to the Nangong residence, my heart was in turmoil. Before, I had tried my best to stay by Nangong Su's side to get the latest updates, but in doing so, I had completely neglected her and my eldest brother…

The agonizing emotions between us drove me to the brink of madness with jealousy. Only now did I realize I didn't understand myself at all. My feelings for him… my feelings for her… did I see her as him, or him as her? I was always so powerless towards them. Ha! So when I learned they were in love, I held my heart, already ashen, yet still resolutely hurled that burning heart at the eyes of anyone who had hurt them! Alas, I am but a mortal, and the unspeakable sorrow led me to play a little trick. I had already arranged a marriage for her. If she married into the family, it would be a sham marriage, and my elder brother and she would be truly together. But I stubbornly refused to tell them for the time being, hoping that this short time—just a short time—would be enough to punish them for the heartbreak I had caused. Little did I know that I would regret this stubbornness once again! When I could only watch as Nangong Su cruelly abused them, I truly wanted to kill him!! I hated myself so much, I wished I were dead, just to fulfill their wishes! But I had already made so many mistakes, how could I simply die? My heart ached as I watched one collapse, unable to support himself, and the other kneel for a long time, my mind racing, desperately trying to find a way for them to survive. Fortunately, Nangong Su still remembered his past relationship with Madam Mi'er and was willing to let me make this final attempt. Several days had passed since the last time… He couldn't face her, and she didn't dare to go to him, but it was all my fault. Standing behind the garden gate, I watched her sit in the garden filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, sighing incessantly. I wished I could become that magpie, being trampled and trampled by them, just so they could be together… After a long internal struggle, I finally took my first step. It seemed easy, but who knew how difficult each step was? " Second brother not only has the helplessness of loving someone he can't be with, the pain of realizing he shouldn't have fallen in love; he also has so much regret, resentment, and defiance." My suffering cannot be fully expressed in just a few words. "Second brother, don't be sad… I… I'm sorry." The one who should be saying sorry is always me… "Alright, little sister, I'm leaving now. Big brother… I hope you can be more understanding of him." At that moment, I felt like I could instantly become a Buddha. Haha, so this is what it's like to be a saint, this is what it's like to feel your heart being ripped open with a razor blade. From pain to intense pain, then to numbness, and finally, a near-death pain—pain has no end. I've scoffed countless times at the idea that there are no saints in this world, that everyone is selfish, that everyone uses others when they can, even the closest people might scheme against you one day. But at this moment, perhaps for the rest of my life, if they need me, I'll be that saint. Before my rough departure, I was awakened by the warm morning sun. I slowly opened my eyes, adjusting to the light, and saw a white shadow approaching. I smiled, and in a drowsy voice, called out, "Big Brother." "Little sleepyhead, awake?" My brother placed his hand on my face, gently stroking it. My heart felt warm. I placed my hand on my elder brother's hand, rubbing his palm like a kitten. "Brother, you're so wonderful. I don't want to leave. I just want to see you more." The pain in my heart surged into my mind as I regained consciousness. My second brother had taken three years' leave to accompany me in searching for a way to prevent my soul from leaving my body. If it succeeded, I could spend many more three-year periods with my elder brother. But if it failed… after those three years, I would only have a little over two years left. My heart ached unbearably, yet I didn't know what to do. I hated Nangong Su, that cold-blooded, heartless man. Knowing his own life force was waning like a countdown, he cruelly separated me from my elder brother. My older brother smiled without saying a word, pulled me out of bed, brought a comb, and sat behind me, gently combing my hair. "Little sister, what do you like about your older brother?" I sat cross-legged on the bed, letting him work on my hair, pretending to think, then turned to watch him gently comb my hair and chuckled softly, "I like that you're handsome." My older brother paused, "Oh. More handsome than me?" I pouted and flattered him, "Both you and Qing'er are beautiful, but you're more handsome~" I felt my older brother starting to style my hair with a small hairpin and not responding, so I continued, "The 'real' little sister is actually very ordinary. My mother is quite pretty, she looked radiant in old photos." Thinking of my mother, my heart ached again. Without my care, I wondered if she was alright… My older brother, while styling my hair, brushed a strand of hair onto my chest. I grabbed that strand and twirled it around my fingers, wrinkling my nose and saying, "But I'm not pretty myself, it must be because my father is too ugly…!" Thinking back to how unremarkable I was then, compared to the beautiful Qing'er I am now, it's like night and day. My older brother firmly secured my hair with a large hairpin, then hugged me from behind, his breath tickling my neck. "No, brother, it tickles..." I gently pushed his head away, but he grabbed my hands and hugged me tightly. I chuckled and rested my head on his shoulder, then said, "When will my little sister go wash up, dear brother?" I heard my brother's soft voice in my ear: "I'm afraid that beauty will attract things I don't want, little sister... I... I'm scared." As if admitting how shameful it would be to lose me, my brother's voice grew softer and softer. Hearing my brother's confession, my heart was filled with sweetness, but I also wanted to tease him, so I said seriously, "Then is little sister what you want 'thing'?" I felt my brother's head pounding against my shoulder, and I was both annoyed and amused. It seemed my brother didn't understand my teasing. I tried to turn around to look at him, but he hugged me even tighter. "Big brother...!" I called out, pretending to be angry. He released me, but as soon as I turned around, he hugged me tightly again: "Little sister, little sister..." He kept calling my name. "Big brother??" That's when I realized something was wrong with him. I pushed him away to see what was wrong. I didn't expect to see a tear slide down his left eye! "Big brother, what's wrong?" I quickly turned my head closer, but he turned away, got out of bed, and shouted, "Don't come any closer!" My heart skipped a beat. What's wrong? I'm so scared! It feels like I'm about to lose my big brother. What's going on? Just now he was gently combing my hair, but now he's so cold.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. I rushed forward and hugged him tightly from behind, screaming, "Big brother, what's wrong?! Don't abandon me! Don't abandon your little sister! Don't...don't!..."

At that moment, my brother turned me around violently, causing me to lose my balance. Before I could even figure out what was happening, he dragged me forcefully onto the bed and then leaned down to kiss me heavily.

Ouch! It hurts! I unconsciously furrowed my brows.

"Ouch...big brother...what's wrong...?" Indistinct words, accompanied by the sweet, metallic taste of blood, escaped from my mouth, but the fierce kiss continued without stopping. My brother's kisses and the brutal abuse with his teeth and tongue were so rough. I frowned, wondering if the blood was his or mine…

“No! Brother, what are you doing?!” When my brother straightened up and began to forcefully pull at my underwear, I instinctively pressed it heavily onto the bed with my buttocks. Seeing that it wouldn't come off after a while, he impatiently ripped it open!

“Brother!…You…” I cried out to him urgently. Although this was the man I loved, such rough treatment terrified me. I was afraid he would hurt me, and even more afraid that he would break my heart along with him.

I began to push him away, but it seemed as if he had absorbed all my strength, and I remained unmoved.

"Big brother...big brother..." I began to call out to him desperately, as if that could awaken him from his demonic descent. But when he forcefully bound my hands to his chest with one hand and pulled his underwear down to below my knees with the other, I helplessly closed my eyes.

Like someone burying their head in the sand, I thought that by closing my eyes, he wouldn't hurt me anymore, until I felt his enormous member pressing against my dry opening, slowly beginning to penetrate.

I couldn't help but close my eyes and tears streamed down my face. No! Why, it hurts so much...!

I felt the veins in my temples throbbing with pain, pounding heavily on my head with my rapid heartbeat, the pain so intense I couldn't utter a word.

I felt my brother suddenly stop, slowly withdrawing his massive member. Was it over? I removed my hands, only to see him squatting between my legs. I was about to straighten up to refuse when his tongue covered my vulva!

My body, which had just straightened up, fell helplessly backward, my eyes welling up with tears, unsure whether it was from fear or the desire aroused by my older brother's licking.

"Ah!--" I felt my older brother take my clitoris into his mouth, then flick it heavily with his tongue. "No!..." The overwhelming stimulation caused my body to convulse instinctively. Looking down, I saw my older brother's eyes peeking out from my vulva, gazing down at some unknown part of my opening.

Instantly, I felt my cheeks flush red, and I pushed his head away uncontrollably. He grabbed my hands and pulled me off the bed.

I had intended to react passively, but now I couldn't help but look down at my older brother's head licking between my legs. "Ah...---Big brother, that's enough, stop...Big brother, oh..." I shook my head frantically in distress, messing up the hair my older brother had just gently combed for me. My long hair cascaded down, covering us as I moved.

Shameless as I was, I was nearly brought to orgasm in this situation! Not wanting my brother to think I was lewd, I could only plead in a low voice, "No...please, brother, don't do something you'll regret...no, no..." My brother seemed to ignore my words, releasing one of my hands, bending a finger and inserting it into my lips and tongue, just a slight probing, and I couldn't help but convulse uncontrollably: "No...! Ahhhhhhh------------"

My brother released my other hand, and I lost my support, collapsing onto the bed, my body convulsing under the control of orgasmic pleasure.

Feeling my brother on top of me again, my mind instantly cleared, and with a strength I don't know where it came from, I pushed him away, then, barely clothed, tried to rush towards the door, only to slip on the semen dripping from my thighs and fall to the floor. As I tried to get up in pain, my brother bound my hands behind my back. "Brother!" I tried to turn around to look at him in disbelief, but he had already pressed me down onto the round table.

"No!" The enormous penis plunged into my vagina instantly, without tenderness or gentleness. Combined with my brother's earlier brutality, the wounded walls of my vagina felt an unbearable pain. The lust I had just been aroused was instantly doused with coldness, leaving me completely numb.

My brother grabbed my arms from behind and began to thrust. "Brother...brother...brother...brother..." My small mouth was pressed flat against the cold round table, uttering distorted words, "Brother, brother."

Tears streamed down my nose, falling into my other eye, only to be flung away with each thrust.

"Little sister," my brother's voice was hoarse, like it came from an old television with a poor signal, "Hate me if you want."

I don't know how long I was thrust into, how long I was fucked, but finally, my brother slapped my buttocks rapidly and desperately, then grabbed my hands and ejaculated, his body trembling violently. My upper body was involuntarily lifted up by his ejaculation.

Enough, I thought; so tired, I felt.

My last sensation was my upper body being slowly lowered, my nipples touching the cold stone of the round table, causing me to involuntarily shiver, and then everything went black.

My unrequited love was misplaced

. I stared blankly at the top of the bed curtains, lost in thought. I knew I was awake, but I wasn't sure if I was still in a dream, because the dream was so real that I still couldn't believe it was a dream or an illusion, but at least it wasn't reality…

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a white figure approaching me. I slowly inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying to recover from the terrifying 'dream'. But I still didn't dare look at my elder brother, afraid he would treat me with the same cold cruelty as in the dream.

When I saw him standing on the edge of the bed looking at me, I nervously gripped the blanket tightly to my chest, not wanting to see, not wanting to think, not wanting to face it. I closed my eyes and whispered, "Go."

"Go where?" Hearing the voice, I opened my eyes in surprise, relieved but also a little disappointed—it wasn't him.

Nangong Yue laughed, "I have nowhere else to go~ But 'we' have to go. If we don't leave now, we don't know if Father will let us go. Little sister wouldn't be so heartless as to stay here until I draw my sword and chase after you." "

Where…where is big brother?" I heard my own voice seem to drift from a very, very far place. I slowly propped myself up and looked at the smiling, silent Nangong Yue, asking, "Where is big brother?" "

Isn't big brother your beloved? Why are you asking about second brother for no reason?" Nangong Yue opened his large fan and fanned himself vigorously, blowing his smooth hair, making my head ache.

I didn't want to get entangled in this question with him.

"When shall we leave?" "Tomorrow, the sooner the better." "Alright."

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After finishing dinner in my room, I began packing, growing increasingly irritable as I packed. No matter how I fanned myself with the satin fan, the heat was unbearable.

"Ayi...!" "Miss." Ayi entered respectfully and bowed. "I'm going out for a walk. If Second Brother comes, tell him I'll be back to pack later." "Yes." I lifted my skirt and walked out, turning back halfway to add, "If I haven't returned in two hours, pack for me. Enough clothes for a week's worth of washing." "Yes."

I ran out without looking back, heading to a place I absolutely had to go today. Leaving the manor with Second Brother, I had no idea when I'd be back, or if I would ever return, or if I did, everything would be different. I couldn't! I absolutely couldn't allow that to happen. Big

Brother, Big Brother, wait for me!

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"Why did you make me take her away so quickly? Who knows how long I'll be gone this time..." Nangong Yue trailed off, unsure how to continue, and could only tilt her head back to drink the wine in her cup, waiting for Nangong Ye's reply.

Reeking of alcohol, Nangong Ye flicked the wine in front of him with his index finger, looking down at it, remaining silent for a long time.

"Just consider it for her own good," Nangong Ye finally said slowly. Nangong Yue sighed and advised, "Brother, what do you mean by 'for her'? My trip this time was so that I could spend my life with you, and we've agreed to prepare that place before we return..."

"Don't say anymore!" Nangong Ye frowned, stopping her. This was the first time Nangong Yue had seen the usually calm Nangong Ye so agitated, so she fell silent, silently sipping her daughter's red wine.

Suddenly, Nangong Ye slammed the wine cup to the ground, startling Nangong Yue. She saw Nangong Ye pick up a wine jar and smash it over his head. "Brother! What are you doing?!" Nangong Yue exclaimed in panic, snatching the wine jar from his hand.

"Hahahaha! What are you doing?! Hahahaha! What are you doing?!"

Nangong Ye suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, as if possessed. Nangong Yue, bewildered, could only stare blankly at him, his body soaked in wine, his bewitching eyes gleaming in the candlelight.

After laughing, Nangong Ye lowered his head, hands on his knees, motionless. The wind blew, lifting his wine-dripping hair and his robes. "Brother..." Nangong Yue, heartbroken, went to help him up, but he grabbed her shoulders and slammed her against the stone table in the garden.

"I hate you! I hate her! I hate you all, I hate you all!" Nangong Ye roared, using every last breath in his lungs. Nangong Ye, initially shocked and terrified, closed his eyes in agony, murmuring, "I knew it couldn't be that easy..."

"That night, when you recklessly dragged me to your bed, why didn't you look like this?! That night, when you toyed with me so cruelly, why didn't you think of this day?! Huh?!" Nangong Ye finished speaking and fiercely grabbed Nangong Yue's throat.

Nangong Yue had intended to forever bury the still-healing scars of his memory deep within his heart, but Nangong Ye's words brutally ripped open the scabs, causing a surge of pain and blood to gush from his heart.

He relaxed his grip, slowly resting his head on the stone table, a hoarse voice escaping his throat: "If this... makes you... feel better, then do it..."

Nangong Ye released Nangong Yue and punched him hard in the face. "Ugh!"

"That's perfect! You and she can then leave Nangong Su openly and honestly and be together for three years! A full three years!!"

Nangong Yue, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, remained in the position of being struck, her head turned to the side, making her expression unreadable.

"Heh! Maybe! She'll 'lose her memory' again, and when she wakes up, she'll 'fall in love' with you again? That would be great, you could hold her, the one you've been longing for, every night as you fall asleep!"

"Brother, you're drunk." Nangong Yue turned his head and said lightly, "I've never thought like that, I just want her to get better quickly, so you can get together soon..." Pain pierced his heart, and Nangong Yue couldn't continue. He painfully closed his eyes and then slowly opened them again, then slowly propped himself up from the stone table, "Together."

"Hahahahahaha!!! Together! Together?" Nangong Ye roared with tears, "With my body, which you've ruined, holding her body, which Nangong Huang and Nangong Su have used?"

"Brother!" Nangong Yue looked at Nangong Ye in disbelief, as if he didn't know this man at all. "I didn't know you cared about her..."

Nangong Ye bit his lower lip and closed his eyes, two lines of clear tears streaming down his face, dripping from his chin onto the ground. He said softly, "What I fear most is that she'll mind."

Feeling guilty, Nangong Yue frowned upon hearing Nangong Ye's words, saying, "I know I'm wrong, but how can you think like that, brother! You...you were all forced into this situation. She truly cared for you." Nangong

Yue continued, "What she did before was...unavoidable, and besides, it wasn't really 'her,' didn't you know that, brother?"

"Damn it! Damn it!" Nangong Ye gripped the stone table with one hand and repeatedly pounded it with the other. "Brother!" Nangong Ye rushed over to pull his hand away, and when that didn't work, he placed his own hand on the spot where the other was hitting.

A 'crack' sound was heard. "Ugh!" Cold sweat broke out on Nangong Ye's forehead. Nangong Ye was startled by the sight, then turned around. "You! You...why are you doing this?"

"Big brother..." Enduring the pain, seeing his voice soften, Nangong Yue tried to sort out her thoughts, wanting to unravel Nangong Ye's drunken, incoherent words: "You said you were afraid that little sister would 'mind' it, were you afraid that because her body was taken, she would develop feelings for Nangong Huang—or Nangong Su? Or something else?" Seeing him shudder,

Nangong Yue continued probingly, "And are you afraid that she'll find out about...that night...and mind you?"

The two of them were stunned for a long time after this question.

Suddenly, Nangong Ye turned around quickly, grabbed his collar tightly, and said fiercely, "Don't be so arrogant! Do you think you're so smart?! I only seduced and hurt her to get revenge on you, do you understand?"

Nangong Yue stared blankly at him, then Nangong Ye revealed a wicked smile he had never shown before: "Yesterday, I raped her, just like you did to me that night!"

The two seemed frozen in the moonlight, then a gust of wind blew, ruffling Nangong Yue's long hair.

"Slap!" Nangong Ye's face was slapped and turned to the side.

Nangong Yue pulled his collar back from the stunned Nangong Ye's hand, straightened it, and revealed a cynical expression, saying, "Oh~! So, second brother, I already paid off this 'debt' last night~ Why didn't you say so sooner? I even got punched twice for nothing, it hurt so much, I wonder if my hand is dislocated?" After saying that, he pretended to be distressed and checked his palm.

Looking up at the sky, Nangong Yue carefully put away the large fan that had fallen from the stone table when Nangong Ye pushed her, tucked it into her waistband, and said, "It's already so late. I should go back, lest my little sister have to wait for me tomorrow—"

As she turned to leave, Nangong Yue stopped beside Nangong Ye and said fiercely, "Now that I've repaid this 'debt,' if I find out you're still using me as a bargaining chip to hurt my little sister, I will not allow it!" With that, she walked out of the front yard.

At this moment, Nangong Ye sat slumped on the stone chair, motionless, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves. 10-14
A Heartbroken Love Lost in Misplaced Devotion (Part Two) Heartbreaking

I arrived at my elder brother's residence and impatiently asked a servant where he was. It turned out my second brother was here too… Anyway, I was just here to say goodbye, so he probably wouldn't mind.

Walking from the back courtyard to the vast garden, I saw no servants along the way, so I tiptoed over, wanting to surprise my elder brother! Hehe, my elder brother, you pig! ----

After much thought, I finally understood that my elder brother must be reluctant to part with me, afraid of losing me. But he was too ashamed to express it. If he intended to hurt me, why would he… be so considerate of himself later… Thinking of my elder brother's roughness yesterday, I blushed. My elder brother is really… Always like a beast when doing *that*, making me feel ashamed.

Standing behind the stone screen, thinking about this made my whole body hot. Afraid that my elder brother would laugh at me later, I wanted to calm down first, but then I heard— --------

"Don't be so self-righteous! Do you think you're so smart!?" "I only seduced and hurt her to get revenge on you, do you understand?"

-------- "Yesterday, I raped her, just like you did to me that night!"

I suddenly felt dizzy. Big brother, and second brother?!...!!!------

Unsteady on my feet, I leaned against the stone screen, feeling as cold and stiff as the stone itself. If I hadn't clearly seen that it was indeed my eldest and second brothers…

I would never have believed that such a sinister, contemptuous laugh, and such shameless words, could have come from the mouth of that gentle, kind man who, from the first time I met him, radiated a warm, sunny beauty.

Hearing my second brother punch him hard brought me back to my senses. It felt like the air had been sucked out of my lungs, and my brain had been drained. I struggled to walk towards the back door.

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"Don't tell my eldest brother I was here. They were chatting, and I didn't want to disturb them. Just pretend I wasn't here." I don't know where I got the audacity to give such an order to the servants.

"Yes," they replied in unison.

But as soon as I turned the corner, I couldn't keep up the act any longer. My strength vanished, and I slowly slid down the wall.

I collapsed to the ground, tearing at the handkerchief with all my might, tears streaming down my face like a broken string of pearls.

The man I'd gone to so much trouble to "love" had only ever treated me like a plaything! Just a pawn in his revenge, someone he could manipulate at will, devoid of any emotion...

After biting the handkerchief to pieces, I sat there, feeling utterly drained of all strength. Then, I leaned against the wall, sobbing, and pressed my hand hard against my heart. It hurt so much! It felt like my body was about to explode.

Step by step, I shuffled towards the Nangong mansion. My powerless heart burned with hatred. I hated it all! I hated it all!

Whether I was Si Cai or Nangong Qing'er, in this godforsaken place, the Nangong mansion, I was nothing but a plaything for those men! First, I was violated by Nangong Huang, then raped by Nangong Su like a prostitute, and then, like a fool, raped by Nangong Ye, who stole my heart…

Suddenly, as if the sky understood my cries, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a torrential downpour began. My tears, mingling with the rain and wind, pounded against the earth I loathed.

“Nangong Qing’er!” “Miss!” I heard calls as I entered from the backyard. “

I’m here, stop calling, my head is spinning—”

But I moved my lips without making a sound. “Ah! Third Master, Miss is over there!”

I heard footsteps pattering on the muddy garden floor, getting closer and closer. “Nangong Qing’er, what are you doing standing here in the rain?!” A roar pierced through the raindrops and reached my ears. Seeing that I didn’t move, the person simply threw away the umbrella, picked me up, and strode towards the room.

"You! Quickly bring out the bathtub!" "You! Quickly fetch some hot water!" Although I knew I was still conscious, my heavy eyelids wouldn't open no matter what I did.

"Get out, all of you!" I felt my clothes being taken off piece by piece. I wanted to refuse, but I couldn't muster any strength. I felt the warm water slowly rise past my chest, my hair was loosened, and an absorbent towel pressed against my headcloth, gently, rhythmically, so comfortably that I almost fell asleep.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, open your eyes, don't sleep." Gentle voices called to me. Who was it? Who was it...?

After a while, I felt myself being wrapped in a towel and wiped, and then I was put on the bed.

"I'm sorry to trouble Grandpa Hu so late." "No problem, no problem. I've always taken care of Miss's affairs; it's only right." "Then please, Grandpa Hu, take a look at her."

I felt my eyelids being lifted, and through the haze, I saw Nangong Huang behind Grandpa Hu, his face full of worry. It was him.

I heard rustling conversations, then the door squeaked shut, and felt my hand being pulled up.

"You damned woman..." I felt my hand pressed against a face, and I could feel the muscles in his face twitching as he spoke.

"Weren't you leaving tomorrow? Weren't you going to happily search for a way to prevent your soul from leaving your body with your second brother? Weren't you planning to come back and spend time with your eldest brother? Why did you run off to get soaked in the rain...! Open your eyes! How are you going to go out tomorrow in this state?"

"Didn't you hate me when you woke up this time? I'm holding your hand right now, why don't you get up and shake it off..."

The voice grew more and more anxious: "Damn you, wake up! What do you mean by being so angry? Back then, you made me run around like a headless chicken, I cleaned up your messes, dealt with your mistakes, and I never got angry with you even once..."

Suddenly, the tone changed: "Although I don't know what's wrong with you, I didn't expect you to be so fragile, with such a poor ability to cope! Listen! No matter what happens, there is only hope if you live well."

The

feeling of weakness in my body made me feel all the weight slowly rushing to my head. I felt like a balloon floating up, about to drift to the top of the bed curtains, when my body veered to the side. I saw that one of my hands was still inside the woman's body below, tightly held in the hand of the man lying beside the bed.

Huh? Who is he?

Suddenly, I felt a heavy thud in my chest! A 'whoosh' sounded in my ear.

"Ah!" I sprang up from the bed.

I instinctively tried to pat my pounding chest to calm it down, but I startled the man sleeping beside the bed.

"Qing...cough cough cough!! Qing'er, you're awake!?" He seemed to be overjoyed that I had woken up. I looked at him helplessly.

"You...I..." I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but I found myself speechless, and could only look at him innocently and weakly.

"Qing'er, you!..." He looked even more surprised than I was, then hurriedly walked away, shouting, "Ayi! Go quickly...! Cough cough cough...! Go and invite Grandpa Hu!" He was pounding his chest with his right fist while leaning against the door and shouting. I sat on the bed, stunned .

What was going on?! Looking at the people in the room, their expressions all very serious, I smiled apologetically, "Thank you all for your help." "Little sister, you..." Nangong Yue was in a state of turmoil, thinking about the promise she had made to Nangong Su, and felt that this matter was far too troublesome. She could only bow and tentatively ask, "I wonder what memories you have, young lady? When did they come from?" I looked at her blankly and said, "I remember my name is Sicai, and I grew up in a single-parent family raised by my mother..." I gave a brief explanation, and the fox-eyed man who had asked the question and the purple-clad man who had been holding my hand let out a big sigh of relief. "Second Brother! Don't delay any longer. Even if it's still 'her,' Father Nangong... might not acknowledge it." The man in purple frowned. "Besides, this matter can't be delayed any longer, cough cough..." "Alright. Fortunately, everything was prepared yesterday, so let's go now!" Nangong Yue thought of last night, feeling sad, but she was still grateful to Nangong Ye for letting her take her away today. "Third Brother, let Grandpa Hu take a look too." "It's alright, it's just a little rain." ... I sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and looked again and again at the group seeing us off. "Little Sister, what are you looking at? The temperature dropped a lot after yesterday's autumn rain. Be careful not to catch a cold, or you'll get a stomachache." Looking at Nangong Yue, who was smiling crookedly, I smiled and said, "I'm just enjoying the scenery. I won't look." Seeing me lower the curtain, Nangong Yue smiled and said, "Okay, then Second Brother will go to the front. Just call me if you need anything." I nodded and smiled, "Okay."

Nangong Yue opened the small door and went to the front carriage. I smiled bitterly and pressed my aching heart.

Yes, I hadn't lost my memory again, but... but if I hadn't, I was afraid I wouldn't know how to face my second brother on this journey.

As I sat on the bed, stunned by Nangong Huang's anxious appearance, scenes from last night flashed through my mind. I felt like I couldn't breathe, but I thought that leaving the Nangong mansion was the best thing.

Regardless of whether I could find a way to keep my soul from leaving, I was determined not to return to the Nangong mansion. I was certain that when the time was right, I would make Nangong Yue, who owed me a favor, let me leave.

Author's Note:

The next chapter is going to be an incredibly erotic story! ~ I hope those who like it will vote and upvote! Thank you~~

Extra Chapter: Nangong Su (Part 1) Heavy H Picture

I am Nangong Su, the heir of the Nangong mansion for who knows how many generations. Not to mention that the Nangong mansion has such a long history in the capital, I myself have no interest in things that are irrelevant to me.

I had no childhood. I have absolutely no interest in those childish toys. It's not that I didn't want a childhood, but my cold and aloof nature isn't my fault. If I could, I've even thought it might be better to be a fool.

The chilling ruthlessness of the Nangong Mansion, which everyone fears, actually suits me perfectly—no warmth, no humanity. Rather than spending time pondering matters of the heart, I'd rather think about how to climb higher and higher, because I can outmaneuver this group of mindless 'humans' who are constantly tormented by so-called emotions and desires.

I learned to read and write when I was five, and by six I could secretly help my mother manage the casino and tavern. By seven I had mastered qigong, by eight I was proficient in riding and sword dancing, and by ten I was capable of everything within the Nangong Mansion.

I scoff at how someone as intelligent and wise as my mother could support such a puppet-like, incompetent father. He's weak and pale like an actor, and besides putting a coat on my hardworking mother when the night is deep and the dew is heavy, he can't do anything else.

What I find even more incomprehensible is that he could disregard such an important matter as continuing the family line for the Nangong family's succession. Although he had more than one woman in his life—my mother—I've heard he showed little lust for any other woman besides her, and after my grandfather passed away, he arranged for them all to leave the mansion.

As for me, the sole descendant of the Nangong family, the undisputed heir, I am utterly boring.

Even before I was sexually capable, countless women and daughters of high-ranking officials were eager to woo me. The reason was simple: the Nangong family had absolutely nothing to do with me.

As for those women who dared to seduce me, I would always have males with genitals take turns raping them in front of me, while I drank my wine and watched them mate like livestock.

Indeed, to me, I couldn't see the difference between those women and sows, and I believe no one would feel anything watching animals mate.

When I was fourteen, I was actually drugged by a man! Damn it, despite all my precautions, I still overlooked the man. After brutally breaking his ribs, I forced all his medicine into his mouth, then ordered my servants to slice off his genitals piece by piece with their swords.

However, no matter how apathetic I was, I couldn't resist the drug's powerful effects. Dragging my sweat-soaked body, I kicked open the door, only to find my personal maidservant trembling as she served me.

She was someone I liked well, never one to meddle or cause trouble, and I hadn't intended to change my mind about sex. But closing my eyes, I thought: So be it, it's just relieving my physical pain; what does it matter if she's just a maidservant?

Seeing her pained expression, I felt a strange, unprecedented pleasure. It turns out that males enjoy manipulating females because they see their usually pure voices turn into painful moans, and they enjoy seeing their usually dignified appearances twisted into seductive furrows beneath them.

When I woke up, I found her kneeling trembling at the foot of my bed. I frowned. I had originally intended to take her, being so sensible, as a concubine, but she was terrified of me, no different from those boring servants, and instantly lost interest in taking her.

...

"What did you say?" I glared at my subordinate, who repeated, his voice trembling, "Reporting to the young master! This morning, the master saw our departing carriage, stopped it, and inquired about the details. Hua Nu is currently at the clinic."

Fine, fine, let that meddlesome man do as he pleases.

A few days later, after getting a new personal maid, I forgot all about it. Later, I learned she was pregnant with the Nangong family's heir, and I frowned.

Sure enough, he 'helped' me take her as a concubine and took good care of her.

...

"Ah! Master, no! Ah!! Please don't! ... Ah!" Hearing the woman's pained and distorted voice, I became even more excited.

The woman before me was suspended from the rafters by a hemp rope, her hands bound behind her back, her legs folded and tied together, a rope threaded through her calves and hanging around her neck, her vulva open before me.

I lay on the soft cushion beneath her, my hips raised, using my hands to sway her hips, making her swallow and release my penis.

"Hmm?" I raised an eyebrow, enjoying watching her head thrashing in pain, like a madwoman, and thrust it in even harder.

"Ah-------!" The woman, unable to bear it any longer, blacked out.

Tsk! Useless! Seeing her unconscious and unresponsive, my pleasure instantly faded. I got up, found an embroidery needle, grabbed her cow-like breasts, and pierced the nipple with it.

"Ah!!!!" The woman suddenly widened her eyes and screamed at me like a madwoman. Impatiently, I slapped her hard across the face. 'Smack!'

The woman responded silently, then began to convulse. Growing impatient, I went to the rope tied to the pillar, lifted her up, grabbed her shoulders, and forcefully shoved my penis inside.

"Ah!...Ugh!" She began to cry loudly, foaming saliva drooling from her mouth. I frowned.

To avoid getting the disgusting saliva on myself, I tore off the rope connecting her neck and thighs, then grabbed her throat and forcefully pushed her foaming head back.

"Ah...Ugh! Ugh...Ugh..." she groaned in pain, unable to make a sound.

Looking at our point of contact, I saw that each entry pushed her labia in, and each exit pulled out a bit of her vaginal walls, exuding a strong, pungent odor and creating foam.

After she released too much fluid, I looked at her anus for a moment, then pulled out and slowly inserted my penis into her anus.

"Ugh...!!!! It hurts... Ugh!! Master! Please don't...!" Ignoring her resistance, I thrust in completely, feeling her rectum gripping my penis tightly.

"Mmm--" Pleasure built up, the urge to ejaculate deep within me. Seeing her flushed face reveal a hint of relief, I raised an eyebrow and immediately pulled out my penis.

Then I flipped her over, carefully examining her anus, which had been swollen into a large 'O' shape from being fucked.

Then I released her, grabbed a handful of embroidery needles from the table, and walked over to her. When she saw the needles, her face turned deathly pale, and her body trembled violently, the hemp rope hanging from the beam making a 'clucking' sound.

"What? You know I'm going to give you pleasure, and you're this happy? Hehe~" I lifted her buttocks with one hand and forcefully shoved my penis back into her anus.

Then I used only the lifting force of my penis to fuck her hard. "Ah...ah..."

"How is it~ have you tasted the pleasure of the back door!" I grabbed her buttocks that were shaking from my thrusts, picked up an embroidery needle, and slowly inserted it into her left petal.

"Ah!!!!-----------" She screamed, convulsing, "No-------I beg you! I beg you!! I'm willing to be a pig or a dog, a slave or a prostitute! Please, sir, don't, ah!!!!------------" Hearing her desperate pleas, I excitedly thrust in another needle.

Finally, while fucking her anus, I slowly inserted all the embroidery needles in my hand into her petals.

Staring at her petals filled with silver needles, blood flowing onto her anus and my penis, I lifted her buttocks and thrust in and out rapidly. I saw her eyes roll back, and more and more white foam came out of her weakly open mouth, until she was about to vomit.

Seeing this, I quickly grabbed her throat and pushed her back as before.

"Ugh!" Feeling that I was about to ejaculate, I thrust even faster into her rectum.

"Ugh, vomit!..." Seeing her in such pain as if she was about to die, a perverse pleasure flashed through my mind.

"Mmm, ah...!" I thrust into her anus with a trembling motion, then heard a 'crack' as her neck snapped.

I frowned, then quickly withdrew.

...

I snapped my fingers, and someone outside responded, "Young Master, should we prepare?"

"Mmm." A groan escaped my nostrils.

"Yes!" Soon, several servants opened the door and brought in a bathtub filled with warm water.

I comfortably lay down in the tub, closing my eyes to rest.

"Master?" Hearing the servant's call, I frowned in displeasure and saw him standing timidly beside the corpse. I turned back, closed my eyes again, and said, "Don't ask again in the future. Just handle the same situation the same way."

"Yes!"

Author's Note:

Ah! Sorry~ I only saw aileen047's gift and encouragement today.

I'm so touched! I don't know if you're still reading my story now. Belated thanks, mwah~~ I'll try my best not to abandon the story!

I'm a bit out of ideas for the main story... so I'll just write about Nangong Su's past as a lunatic, and his story with Mi'er. As I write, I'm growing to like Mi'er more and more, and I feel Qing'er's story is a bit too dark. What should I do?

I hope this chapter about the twisted Nangong Su won't offend anyone...

I'll be quite busy lately, but I hope I can still update when I have time. After all, it's my hard work, and I hope more people will read it and like it!

Wishing all my readers well~

Extra Chapter: Nangong Su (Part Two) First Encounter with Mi'er Tu

Niang passed away from overwork. I lamented the fall of such a brilliant person and began to wait to see how that man would manage the vast Nangong family.

Unexpectedly, he directly declared that he was ailing and was resigning, handing the Nangong family over to me. Although I know many will question my ability at only fourteen, I have plenty of ways to make them submit.

I was somewhat puzzled by that man's actions, but from then on, I also respected him more.

Later, he always urged me to bear more offspring for the Nangong family, so he took several concubines for me without my permission. Fortunately, they weren't just involved in a power struggle; they were also quite attractive, so I didn't resist.

However, since I had received the title from the Nangong family, I couldn't just play with them to death, so I wasn't particularly interested in touching them.

To this end, I invented a soft plug, shaped like a woman's vagina. After each ejaculation, I would insert the plug into their genitals to avoid wasting the semen that could be used for procreation, so that I wouldn't have to engage in pointless intercourse with them for long.

………………………..

In just one year, that pale-faced man followed my mother. Only when the coffin was closed, obscuring his pale face, did I call out "Father" in my heart.

After his death, Hua Nu gave birth to that child. I sent them away. For some reason, I hated that woman and child. Perhaps I was even more averse to seeing them now, after he had bathed them in his Buddha-like light.

………………………..On

a long journey to clear my mind, I unexpectedly discovered a hidden beauty at the foot of the seemingly ordinary Tianshan Mountains. A waterfall cascaded down like a silver river, and peach blossoms filled the garden, creating a scene of ethereal beauty.

I dismissed my followers and walked there alone.

Reflecting on the years I'd spent without rivals, I felt the world's affairs had become insignificant, utterly dull. If someone could kill me now, this journey wouldn't have been in vain.

Reaching the waterfall's cascade, I saw a head of long hair flowing with the clear spring water.

Oh? This place is beautiful, but far from any town. Would anyone actually live here?

I slowly walked to the head of that flowing hair and quietly gazed at the woman with her eyes closed in meditation.

Upon first meeting her,

she seemed to sense something amiss and slowly opened her eyes, scanning me.

Such beautiful eyes! Looking into those clear eyes, I felt as if a drop of water had seeped into my stagnant heart, and I felt as if that gaze had penetrated my very soul.

She calmly brushed aside her hair, which had been ruffled by the water, silently covering her private parts. Then, she furrowed her embroidered brows, looked at me with innocent eyes, and said softly, "If you have stumbled upon this place, you shouldn't be staring so brazenly at an unsuspecting woman."

I smiled and nodded, then turned away. After a while, I noticed nothing was happening, and when I looked again, I realized the woman was no longer in the water.

I smiled slightly and went to look for her. Sure

enough, I saw a stone house in the distance.

I saw her, dressed in white, sitting in the courtyard, propping her head up with her hand, looking at me. It seemed she knew I would come looking for her, so I walked towards her.

"What a charming young lady! How did you come to settle here?" I couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Because I had nowhere else to go," she said in her usual soft tone.

I smiled without speaking, and as I looked at her, the corners of my mouth inexplicably curved upwards.

She was like the beautiful scenery of the Tianshan Mountains—serene, gentle, and clear.

Later, I couldn't help but come to see her again, and she never refused.

At first, I only came here to see the scenery, to see her, to sit for a while, that was all.

...

"How about we find some fun?" One day, she actually took the initiative to talk to me. I was surprised and raised my eyebrows at her, feeling pleased: "Okay, what kind of fun do you want to find?"

"I don't know, what do you have to do?" "Let me think... a competition? ~" "Alright."

I actually suggested a competition to see who could throw a stone the highest and farthest. At twenty-one years old, I don't know why I would suggest such a childish game.

At this moment, I took a bow and arrow from the carriage on the road, then hung the stone on the bow and arrow, and smiled at her.

"You!" She wrinkled her nose angrily, "You're cheating, young master?"

"I don't think I explained the rules of the game, miss?" I said with a cheeky smile, then raised the bow and arrow and shot it into the sky.

With a 'whoosh', the arrow carrying the pebble disappeared into the sky, then I turned to look at her and said, "Your turn."

She just stared blankly at the pebble I had shot. I chuckled to myself, thinking there was no way she could win this round.

But then she said, "Wait a minute," and went to get a skewer of rice from the house, setting up the cage.

I watched her bustling about curiously. She ran back from afar, holding a silken thread in her hand, and then we remained motionless.

After a while, a small bird flew into the cage. She caught it, wrapped a pebble around the thread, and then walked to me and released it!

I watched all this in astonishment. Such a childish, rustic game, which I had previously disdained, had actually won her the bet with me.

"How was it?" I rarely saw her with such a sly look in her eyes; it was quite captivating, and I couldn't look away!

I could only smile and bow, "Miss won."

She patted the rice flour crumbs off her hands and said, "Now it's my turn to ask a question."

I bowed in agreement, anticipating how she would challenge me, but instead, she said, "Let's see who can make a piece of paper fly the farthest."

I stared blankly at the paper she handed me, squeezing it in my hand. It was so thin. Although I knew how to use darts, how could such a thin piece of paper fly far?

“You lost last time, so you go first.”

I looked at the paper again, then folded it in half and then in half again, thinking that if it was thick enough, it could still be thrown like a dart. After folding it, I secretly used a little internal force to throw it out with great force.

Turning to see her surprised eyes, I couldn't help but smile again: “How about it? Are you scared, miss?”

“How can it fly that far…” Seeing her pout slightly unhappy, I laughed: “Could it be that you’re going to change your plan and cheat?”

I saw her snort, and start folding the paper. In a short while, the paper turned into a strange shape.

“Sigh, I still can’t win like this, speechless!” After saying that, she flicked her wrist and sent the folded paper flying.

I watched in amazement as the paper seemed to know how to fly in the air, and even started to spin!

The paper airplane stopped a short distance from my dart and slowly fell. She looked at it and said, "You won."

A gust of wind blew, lifting the paper airplane and sending it swirling away.

I glanced at it and said ingratiatingly, "You still won, miss."

She waved her hand dismissively and said, "Losing is losing, there's nothing shameful about it."

"Oh? Hehe, you have such noble sentiments, miss. But in terms of character and artistic conception, you truly won. I actually used a little internal force just now," I said apologetically with a smile.

"Hmm?" I saw her stare at me for a while, then walk over and pick up the paper airplanes we had folded. "That doesn't count! I'll give you another chance!"

At that moment, I knew I was hopelessly smitten; who won or lost didn't matter at all.

I let her win.

When I saw her clap her hands and cheer, it was the first time in my life that I had 'lost' so willingly.

…

Later, the Emperor conscripted soldiers for war, and the affairs of the Nangong Mansion, which served as the royal family's inner spies, gradually became increasingly burdensome.

Although I was very capable, I gradually found myself unable to spare the time. As I reviewed the letters under my command, my eyes dimmed, wondering what she was doing at that moment. I wondered what interesting thing she was tinkering with this time.

My curiosity about her grew stronger, and I wanted to know more about her. Finally, I put down my brush heavily. "Someone, prepare the horses!"

I had to go find her. I wanted to bring back that mysterious woman who had captivated my heart!

I couldn't let her be left to wander in a place where she could be discovered by others at any moment!

My face was ashen. I wondered if anyone else was around while I was away…!

"Giddy up!!" With that thought, I immediately spurred my horse and galloped towards the direction that was two days' journey from the Nangong Mansion.

…

When I arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, I was shocked to see people from a different dynasty resting there. I rushed towards her stone house.

As I approached the stone house, I heard the sound of people fetching and carrying water from the waterfall pool. I quickly hid myself.

After they left, I rushed towards the stone house, covered in cold sweat, but! She wasn't there!!

Damn it, where did she go? Could it be?!

I clenched my fists, thinking of the group of men at the foot of the mountain… I was terrified… terrified!

Extra Chapter: Nangong Su (Part 3)

"Hey! Hey!~" I heard her voice and was overjoyed. I turned my head around, searching for her.

"You're up there, you idiot…" Hearing her voice, I looked up, but it was pitch black. Then I saw a small patch of white peeking out—it was her!

My eyes lit up immediately. I heard her helpless voice: "Can't you climb trees? Come up here, it's not safe down here."

I nodded, used some light footwork, and climbed up the tree.

But I saw her wrapped in a black cotton blanket like a caterpillar.

"You… this is…" I was stunned for a moment, looking at her curiously.

“Yesterday, my master sent someone down the mountain to tell me that the enemy's route might pass through here, so I had to make a sleeping bag myself, otherwise it would be too dangerous. *yawn*” she said

, dozing off. I frowned. Master? Could she be a disciple of that mysterious hermit sect on Mount Tian?

“Since you know it's dangerous, why don't you go up the mountain? Are you a disciple of that sect on Mount Tian?” I couldn't contain my curiosity and asked.

She looked at me for a while, but didn't answer. Instead, she asked, “What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”

I frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't utter a word. Was she trying to answer why I had inexplicably been tempted to kidnap her last night?

"Fine, don't tell me then." She buried her head in the sleeping bag, only her closed eyes showing, and mumbled, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep..."

A gentle breeze blew, and I watched her fall asleep, softly saying, "I'm here to take you away."

"Huh??" I saw her open her beautiful eyes, and I couldn't help but chuckle. Wasn't this little girl asleep?

She looked at me for a while, her eyes darting around, and asked, "You like me?"

I was stunned. Like... me...?

Coming back to my senses.

"Hahaha..." I laughed as my mind cleared. I tapped her forehead. "Yes!"

She seemed startled by my directness, then looked at me with her cold gaze again: "No."

I frowned. "Why not?!"

"I won't tell you." She closed her eyes again after saying that. I knew she wasn't asleep, because I saw her eyelashes fluttering.

Looking at this enigmatic woman, I was dumbfounded. I, who always got what I wanted, didn't know how to handle this situation.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me: "Do you have a wife?" So she cared about this?

I thought of those sows, the sows who only cared about procreation, and frowned, "They're not the ones I want to marry."

"Then you do." Sensing the coldness in her voice, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the Nangong mansion, kill all those sows, and then come back to tell her I was single.

"I don't like them. You are the woman I love. If you come back with me, I will make you my wife."

The woman was stunned by his domineering words; her heart pounded.

Afraid she wouldn't agree, I quickly continued, "I will give you the grandest and best wedding in the entire dynasty."

"Sigh..." I saw her sigh and sit up from her sleeping bag. "I don't want to marry you."

My heart pounded, my fists clenched involuntarily. I just wanted to knock her unconscious and take her away, but I didn't want to hurt her.

"However, if you stay here with me for a while, I'll consider it." She just looked at me like that.

Without thinking, I said, "Okay!"

...

Abandoning all the affairs of the Nangong Mansion, I didn't think I was crazy. I just felt that at this moment, she was willing to be with me, even if I was being chased by the emperor, I would still do it.

The next day, the enemy troops left.

Several days passed, and she didn't pay much attention to me. Today, the sun was shining brightly, and I went outside. I saw her standing under the peach tree, her graceful figure making me want to hold her in my arms.

"Are you a subject? A high-ranking official? Or a rich man?" She turned her head, and I felt as if I were seeing a fairy.

Her eyes held the beauty of the entire heavens, no! She herself was the Heavenly Mountain, a woman of breathtaking beauty.

I opened and closed my mouth, telling her everything about my life and background. Only after I finished did I realize with a bitter smile that I had told her everything. In

my current state, if she wanted to kill me, it would be as easy as flicking a finger.

"Oh?" She looked at me, then gazed at the sky for a moment, "In that case, why are you still here? If the Emperor blames you..."

"It's alright." I smiled at her.

She lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Seeing her embarrassment, I changed the subject: "Why didn't you guess I was just a commoner?"

She rolled her eyes at me: "What commoner can run around during wartime?"

"You... are you really okay not going back?" Seeing her adorable tilt of her head, I leaned forward and gently hugged her: "I'll stay here with you, never going back."

"But I..." Looking down at her sorrowful expression, I asked, "What?"

"If I told you I wouldn't live much longer, would you still be willing?" Hearing her words, I felt my heart skip a beat.

“Even if it means waiting for you to be reincarnated and return to my side, that's fine too.” Watching her bury her face in my chest, I hugged her even tighter, afraid she would just disappear.

“I…I…I…” I felt her small hands tugging at my clothes from behind, and I chuckled softly, “What’s wrong? Suddenly you’re stuttering.”

“Mmm!” I felt her bite my chest, and I chuckled softly. It didn’t hurt at all; instead, it felt so sweet. I never knew human emotions could be so sweet, like swallowing honey.

She looked up at me and said deeply, “I’ll go with you!”

I nodded and smiled, “Okay.” As if I knew she would agree.

We stayed in Tianshan for a few more days. Most of the time, I saw her carving something on the wall behind a painting, making neat, square shapes with pebbles. I never questioned her.

Only when I saw sweat beading on her delicate forehead would I gently wipe it away with a handkerchief.

"Alright, let's go." "Okay."

As soon as we returned to the Nangong residence, we saw the eunuch standing at the door. I pulled her over, and he rushed towards me.

"Oh! I was so worried~ My darling! Master Su, you're finally back!" Seeing the eunuch's appearance, I frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"A decree has arrived!" I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, speak."

After I finished speaking, I saw her looking at me in surprise. I chuckled softly. With my status, did I have to kneel down to receive the decree? The eunuch,

who seemed to have never seen me with such an expression, stood there motionless. I immediately darkened my face: "What decree? Announce it!"

"Oh oh oh oh!!! Yes, yes, yes!"

It turned out that there wasn't enough metal to make weapons, and a batch needed to be transported out of the Nangong residence. What's so difficult about that? I granted it.

"Eh? Does your family manage the royal warehouse?" Looking at her saying such cute things so casually, I chuckled and pinched her nose, leading her into my room.

…

Upon returning to the Nangong residence, I immediately dragged her around, showing her everything, pointing out this and that, utterly excited. It was the first time I'd ever felt such joy and exhilaration.

Tired from walking, I had a maid take her to wash and bathe before having dinner. She stayed in her room for half the day without coming out, and not wanting to be separated from her for a moment, I impatiently pushed open the door.

I was stunned the moment I stepped inside. She was wearing light makeup, frowning as she refused the gold hairpin the maid had placed in her hair.

Her eyes, with their delicately drawn corners, seemed even more alluring, her face rosy, her eyebrows arched…

“What’s wrong?” I slowly approached her. She pouted, “I don’t want so many things on me.”

“Fine, if you don’t want it, then don’t.” I waved to the maids, who bowed and withdrew.

I placed my hand on her shoulder from behind, leaned down, and pressed my head against hers. Looking at us in the bronze mirror, a smile played on my lips.

…

When I learned that the disgruntled concubines had bullied her, I was so angry that I ordered them to be driven out of the mansion, but she, who had just entered, objected.

It was clear that in the Nangong mansion, she treated everyone else with the same cold indifference as when we first met.

And for some reason, her health began to deteriorate. I thought about nourishing her body day and night, but she always smiled and said it was useless. I frowned, always remembering what she had said to me in Tianshan that day.

------ "If I told you that I wouldn't live long, would you still be willing to do so?"

I wouldn't allow it!

The longer I stayed by her side, the more I felt like I was aging in reverse, becoming more and more like a child, pestering her every day, urging her to drink those nourishing soups.

Extra Chapter Nangong Su (IV) Pure H-Sex Text Shen

We were sunbathing in the courtyard, she rested her head on my shoulder, squinting comfortably in the sun.

"I said, don't you want to hug me?" Hearing her say this, I took it as asking for affection, so I smiled and hugged her.

She lay in my arms, saying, "That's not the kind of 'hug' I meant..."

Hearing this, I quickly looked down at her, only to see her rosy cheeks pressed tightly against my chest.

I was shocked. Indeed, in all the time she'd been here, I'd never thought of wanting her!

I'd only felt she was a missing part of my life, until I met her, and it felt as natural as a missing arm or leg returning.

I never expected this little one to harbor such thoughts. My heart warmed, and I held her tightly, kissing her hair, trembling as I asked, "Does Mi'er want me?"

After a long pause, the little girl weakly nodded. I chuckled softly, then stood up, pulled her up, and carried her to the room.

I gently placed her on the bed, kissing her. She closed her eyes nervously, trembling slightly.

"If Mi'er doesn't want me anymore, just tell me." I sat on the bed, untied the bed curtains, and let them fall.

I embraced her gently, as if afraid of hurting her with even the slightest pressure.

"Mmm..." She blushed and nodded, not daring to look at me. I held her head and pressed my forehead against hers: "Mi'er, do you really want it?"

Long gone, he was no longer the naive boy who had indulged in lust and done foolish things. He knew she was different from those women who only sought pleasure.

"Su Lang..."

I shuddered. "What is Mi'er calling me? Call me again!"

But she pounded my chest hard. "You're so annoying! Fine, I didn't hear you!"

Holding her flushed face, I closed my eyes and kissed her forehead, her eyes, and then looked at her, my heart growing hotter and hotter.

God had brought me to her, and it felt like I had come back to life.

Nangong Su couldn't help but get excited. He held her shoulders and covered her lips with his. With a little force, he gently pulled down her clothes.

He kissed her again, his tongue slipping into her mouth, sucking softly. Her tongue responded to Nangong Su, swirling and swirling. The temperature inside the tent rose, and beads of sweat appeared on Nangong Su's forehead.

Feeling his breathing quicken, Nangong Su wanted to savor her even more.

He gently pushed her down onto the pillow, buried his head in her neck, and slowly began to lick her.

“Su…” Mi’er’s eyes welled up with tears, and Nangong Su, as if worshipping a goddess, grabbed a strand of her hair and gently kissed it.

Then he pulled the strand of hair down, encircling one of her nipples. Through the hair, he opened his mouth and took it in.

“Mmm…it tickles, ah…” Mi’er couldn’t help but rub her legs together, breathing hot air from her mouth. She pushed Nangong Su’s head away, half-resisting and half-welcoming.

The wet hair clung to her nipple, and Nangong Su slowly straightened it, then encircled it like a ring around her nipple.

“Don’t pull…don’t…ah--” Mi’er covered her eyes shyly, and Nangong Su chuckled softly, straightening the hair and continuing down her lower body.

He grabbed the ends of her hair and casually traced her navel. “It tickles, mmm…don’t do that! You’re so annoying.” For some reason, Nangong Su really enjoyed teasing her!

Nangong Su grabbed another strand of hair and brushed it against the nipple that hadn't been 'favored' earlier. Instantly, Mi'er's two sensitive spots were teased by him, and she finally couldn't bear it any longer, releasing her hands from her eyes to push him away.

But she only saw Nangong Su looking at her with a teasing expression, and she blushed instantly, then self-deceptively covered Nangong Su's eyes with her hands.

Nangong Su chuckled softly: "I wonder what Mi'er means by this, hmm?"

Nangong Su released her hair, grabbing her hands and pulling them apart. "Nangong Su... Nangong Su..." Seeing her so embarrassed, Nangong Su got up and lay down beside her, one hand covering her breast, slowly kneading it.

"Mi'er is so shy, how do you want to 'take' me?" Nangong Su teased her, but Mi'er, unwilling to give in, straddled him.

"Hmph! You underestimate me, huh!" Before Nangong Su could react, Mi'er lowered her head and kissed him fiercely. "Mmm!" Seeing her so passionate, Nangong Su felt his desire instantly ignite. Just

as she was about to let go, Nangong Su immediately pressed her head down, raised his own head, and fiercely captured her tender lips. Only when he felt her breathlessness did he release her.

At this moment, both of them were looking at each other with wet eyes. Then, Mi'er pressed down on Nangong Su's hands, binding them above his head.

Nangong Su raised an eyebrow and looked at her playfully. She pouted and said, "That's against the rules! Isn't it me who 'wants' you now?" After saying that, she pulled up the belt she had untied and wrapped it around Nangong Su's wrists.

Instantly, Nangong Su's breathing became heavy. He wanted to hold her down and possess her, but he was afraid of hurting her if he was too rough, so Nangong Su had no choice but to obediently let her control him.

She glanced at Nangong Su's body, seemingly wondering where to begin. Nangong Su's heart stirred, and he instructed her, "Good girl, come and suck my lips first."

Seeing her blush, as if summoning her courage, she slowly leaned down and took Nangong Su's lips into hers. Nangong Su's lips slowly intertwined with hers, and he couldn't help but gently bite her lower lip, holding it in his mouth and licking it with his tongue.

"It tickles… Nangong Su, don't move!" she huffed, pressing Nangong Su's head down. Nangong Su could only smile and look at her.

Seeing his eyes shining as if they were about to burst with tears, Mi'er's confidence was greatly boosted, and she continued to lean down and lick his Adam's apple.

"Hmm!" Nangong Su felt his hand tighten, and the belt loosened. She looked at him in surprise, then immediately said, "Didn't I say you weren't allowed to move!"

Nangong Su smiled bitterly, "Is Mi'er sure this is how she 'wants' me? She won't even let me get aroused?"

"But the belt can't hold you up, so what should I do? You keep moving around..."

Nangong Su thought for a moment, "There's a hemp rope in the small drawer of the dressing table."

"Hmph!" She angrily ran to the dressing table, then came back and glared fiercely at Nangong Su, forcefully pressing him onto the bed and tying him up.

"Nangong Su, you shameless bastard! You pervert! You filthy rogue..."

Nangong Su smiled helplessly, watching her breasts sway in front of him as she moved on top of him, yet she wouldn't let him move. Was she trying to kill him?

"Phew, all tied up, try moving!"

Nangong Su tugged at her, feigning innocence, and said, "Princess Mi'er, it's tied up tightly." She smiled with satisfaction and nodded happily, "Continue!" "

Okay." Nangong Su smiled, "Then suckle my nipple now."

She hesitated, lowering her head. The moment she touched Nangong Su's nipple, he regretted it!

This was already enough to make him want to ejaculate!

She slowly took it into her mouth and began to suckle. So comfortable, "Mmm--" Nangong Su couldn't help but groan.

He felt her lips and tongue slowly begin to nibble. Nangong Su was going crazy. He had just straightened up when she pressed him back down.

"Mi'er…" His voice was so hoarse he couldn't even recognize himself.

"No!~" She waved her index finger in front of Nangong Su, then slowly knelt between his legs and pulled down his pants.

"Mi'er!?" Nangong Su exclaimed.

She stared at the erect penis with an "o" sound, swallowed hard, and asked, "So 'big'?!"

Nangong Su flicked his penis in front of her, then raised an eyebrow at her.

She was indeed aroused by Nangong Su, grabbing his erection tightly.

"Mmm!" Damn it! Sweat streamed down Nangong Su's temples; if this continued, this little girl would surely play him to death!

Mi'er stuck out her tongue and tentatively licked the slit on the glans.

"Ugh!--" Mi'er groaned as she saw Nangong Su suppressing his urges, and overwhelmed with satisfaction, she slowly licked the base of the penis.

"Hoo...hoo...good Mi'er..." Nangong Su pleaded, "Good Mi'er, please untie me?"

"No." Completely mesmerized by the 'spectacular' sight before her, Mi'er refused without even looking at him.

Then she stretched her mouth as wide as possible, taking the tip into her mouth.

"Ah!-----Mi'er!" Nangong Su felt a throbbing pain in his temples and said, "Mi'er, you don't need to do this. Let me go."

Mi'er ignored him and began to slowly swallow the huge penis.

Unfortunately, before it was even halfway in, she couldn't swallow any more. She furrowed her brows and slowly began to swallow and release.

Nangong Su, who had just gotten up to get a better look, cried out "Ah!" and fell back onto the pillow, trembling, "Mi'er...Mi'er...Ugh!"

With a snap, Nangong Su swiftly pushed Mi'er down. Mi'er was stunned, wondering how Nangong Su had untied such a thick hemp rope.

Nangong Su could no longer restrain himself. He lifted Mi'er's legs and began licking her opening wildly.

"Ah!----Hmm…Su, no, don't, ah…" Mi'er's eyes began to lose focus, and she bit her index finger, trembling.

Nangong Su supported her head with both hands, restraining himself as he asked, "Mi'er, are you ready? I can't hold back anymore."

Mi'er's eyes were watery, and she nodded slightly.

With a roar, Nangong Su could no longer restrain himself and slowly began to penetrate her body.

"Ah!" It hurt! Mi'er frowned; it was too big!

Nangong Su bent down and stroked her head, gently coaxing, "Good Mi'er, it won't hurt in a little while, okay?"

Under Nangong Su's soft coaxing, Mi'er tried to relax her body, struggling to swallow his enormous member.

"Mmm...no more, don't go in any further, I can't go any deeper!" Mi'er gently patted Nangong Su's chest.

Nangong Su grabbed her hand and rubbed his huge penis against her, then took her fingers into his mouth one by one.

"Mmm..." The itchy feeling made Mi'er temporarily forget the pain, and Nangong Su took the opportunity to insert his huge penis deeper into Mi'er's hole.

"Ah!!! Mmm..." Mi'er knew that the pain of losing her virginity would be very painful, but with Nangong Su's huge penis, swallowing so much was too painful!

Nangong Su sealed Mi'er's mouth and began to thrust.

"Ah...Su..." The pain that Mi'er endured gradually turned into unbearable pleasure.

Seeing that she was feeling better, Nangong Su propped himself up, grabbed her thighs, and increased his speed.

"Ah...ah---Mmm, Su, Su." Hearing Mi'er call his name and seeing her breasts swaying in circles as he was penetrated, he could no longer bear it and began to thrust forcefully.

"Ah! Su, no, ahhh... um! Ah!" Mi'er frowned, clutching the pillow behind her back, enduring Nangong Su's fiery assault.

Mi'er felt her moans becoming increasingly lewd, and bit her finger shyly. "Um...!"

Nangong Su, unwilling to let her continue like this, withdrew, laid her on her side, and entered from the side.

"Ahhh... ah... ahhh um... um um ahhh...! Ahhh---" Although the penetration was less frequent, Mi'er began to feel an irresistible pleasure in her opening.

Seeing her pleasure, Nangong Su became even more aroused, feeling her tight opening contracting and sucking at his desire, so uncomfortable.

Feeling Mi'er secreting more fluid, he laid her limp body back on the bed, then rubbed his penis against her opening, without penetrating.

"Um... Su..." Mi'er looked at him in confusion.

"Beg me," Nangong Su said.

"I... um---I hate it, Ah Su, come in~ please. Um!" She then shyly pulled the blanket over her head.

Nangong Su chuckled softly, forcefully plunging his entire penis in and thrusting vigorously.

Feeling Mi'er begin to tremble and shake her head, he leaned close to her ear and asked, "Mi'er, are you about to come? Um... I'm going to cum."

"I... ah... um, ah..." Seeing her like this, Nangong

Su straightened up and thrust in and out rapidly, the "

slap slap slap" sounds growing louder until Mi'er finally cried out sweetly and plaintively. "Um! Su, ahh ...

Seeing that Nangong Su had ejaculated, Mi'er continued to rub herself slowly inside her, pushing him away, saying, "You're so heavy..."

"I'm sorry, Mi'er." Nangong Su propped himself up, kissed her forehead, and gently lay down beside her, not pressing down on her.

Mi'er obediently lay on Nangong Su's chest, listening to his heart pounding with pleasure, and contentedly closed her eyes, slowly falling asleep.

Sensing the little girl's dependence beside him, Nangong Su hugged her and smiled even more deeply. After kissing her forehead, he wrung out a towel and wiped her body.

"Hmm..." Mi'er was disturbed from her sleep and shifted restlessly.

"Good Mi'er, don't move around, I don't want to 'exhaust' you, okay?" Mi'er still didn't wake up, but as if she understood his words, she obediently let him clean her.

After Nangong Su finished cleaning her, he just stared at her intently, his heart overflowing with satisfaction.

He kissed her little lips, blew out the candle, went to bed, and said to her as she slept, "Goodnight, my wife," before closing his eyes and falling asleep. 10-14

Extra Chapter Nangong Su (5)

As Mi'er had said, she did not agree to marry Nangong Su, but since she was willing to come back with him, he was already very satisfied. Besides, she was already his woman, so Nangong Su felt that she could do whatever she wanted.

When he first brought Mi'er back, he heard that a woman in the manor had given birth to her child. Nangong Su had no interest at all. He sent some old women to take care of her and then paid no more attention to it.

However, what Nangong Su could not forget was Mi'er's increasingly poor health. Sometimes she would fall asleep for no reason and would not wake up no matter how he called her.

At first, he did not pay much attention to it, thinking that she was just sleepy. Moreover, he asked Hu Shungen to take care of her and said that she was fine.

Unbeknownst to him, she had been in the manor for three years, but Nangong Su's love for her only increased.

She always came up with ingenious methods. For example, when defending a city, she would pour oil on the attackers and then set them on fire, causing them to be swarmed down by fireballs instead of climbing the walls. Or she could mix sulfur and other powders to create an explosive mixture.

At home, during festivals, she would simply use strips of paper to create dandelion-like flowers that fluttered and swirled down, a beautiful sight of countless white blossoms falling from the sky. The

recycled paper was collected and given to the old woman tending the stove to use as kindling for cooking and candles—frugal and efficient, yet undeniably useful.

Where did this enigmatic woman get all these novel and interesting ideas? Nangong Su never questioned her; if she wanted to tell him, she would, and if she didn't, he wouldn't ask.

Having lived for so many years, Nangong Su had personally experienced the profound meaning of the phrase, 'the fear of loss.'

Before he had her, he thought she was so beautiful, and he was always afraid that he would defile her by force; after he had her, he thought she was even more beautiful, and he was afraid that one day she would no longer belong to him!

In front of others, she always smiled faintly, but only when she was with Nangong Su was it different. Nangong Su was completely satisfied. With such a woman, what more could a husband ask for?

…

“Please give me a child, sir.” Nangong Su frowned as he looked at the woman kneeling in front of him. He didn’t know how she dared to openly run to the front hall where a bunch of servants were and kneel down to beg him for a child?!

Nangong Su didn’t even want to look at her and said indifferently, “Get out.”

She didn’t move and continued, “Although my father is not a favored minister, he is still ‘like’ Sister Shu’s father, someone who is in the Emperor’s sight. Please think it over, sir.”

Nangong Su raised an eyebrow as he looked at her. He didn’t know when such a bold woman had appeared in his household, but her boldness aroused his interest.

"Raise your head." Upon seeing her face, one could only describe her as an exceptionally beautiful woman. How could such a woman end up in Nangong Su's mansion as a mere breeding sow?

"Hmm, quite beautiful. Unfortunately…" Nangong Su said in a cold voice, "I have no sexual interest in you."

He then turned and left, ignoring her continued kneeling in the hall.

After Mi'er entered Nangong Su's mansion, he never touched any other woman in the mansion, fearing Mi'er's displeasure.

Nangong Su didn't know what was wrong with him; in an era when women's status was so low, as long as she was by his side, he wanted to remain chaste for her alone.

Walking towards Mi'er's room, his brows furrowed unconsciously. Her body…

Entering the room, he saw her sitting against the bed, unsure whether she was asleep or awake. "Mi'er."

She slowly opened her eyes and smiled slightly: "Su."

He pulled her into his arms, feeling her warmth, and Nangong Su looked at her with satisfied eyes.

"Su...I want to tell you something." "Hmm, go ahead." "Will you promise me first?"

Nangong Su chuckled softly, wondering what strange idea this girl had up her sleeve, and simply said, "Okay."

But then he saw her face darken. "Su, you...can you give Baili Rong a child?"

Nangong Su felt a tremor run through him, and his breathing became rapid.

Mi'er had been secretly bribing the old woman to buy medicinal herbs behind his back. Although she only bought one kind each time, the quantity was always large, so Nangong Su couldn't help but notice.

Recently, an investigation revealed that these various herbs combined to form a contraceptive soup. Nangong Su didn't want to pry into what she didn't want to tell him.

But now she was doing such a thing behind his back, and now she wanted him to agree to such an 'excessive' request?!

Nangong Su angrily released her, afraid that his unconscious anger would hurt her. "No!"

"But you just promised me..." Seeing her aggrieved and embarrassed face, Nangong Su couldn't bear it and suppressed his anger, saying, "That doesn't count!"

She brushed aside the quilt, hugged Nangong Su, and said softly, "Actually, Baili Rong is quite pitiful. Her father wanted to send her into the manor to protect himself, like others have done, but she is not favored in the Nangong manor and is even blamed by her family..." He

frowned. Could it be that the audacious woman had come to see Mi'er?!

Nangong Su frowned and said, "Do you think that if I do this, Mi'er won't suffer?"

Her face rubbed hard against Nangong Su's chest. "It hurts, but it's not bitter. Su Lang, you must know that she is your concubine. The Nangong manor only has one heir now, this won't do."

Nangong Su pinched her small chin, looking at her tears welling up in her eyes, so pitiful.

He sighed helplessly, "Mi'er, you can't even pretend to be sincere when you say such insincere things."

She smacked Nangong Su hard, shouting, "Ugh! Why didn't you tell me that the elders of the Nangong family pressured you to 'persuade' you? And why didn't you tell me that there are so many pitiful women in the Nangong family! ...Anyway, you already have a child! What's the harm in having another one! Humph!"

Watching her say such silly things, Nangong Su leaned down and kissed her pink lips. "Hmm...! Ugh, Nangong Su! I'm talking to you seriously!"

Nangong Su hugged her restless body, sighed heavily, and slowly said, "The elders of the Nangong family persuaded me like that entirely because of me... My father only has me as his heir, and they don't like me. They're afraid that the next one will be like me, which would be difficult~~"

Seeing her stunned look, he affectionately pinched her small nose.

He continued, "Those women aren't the ones I want to marry, I've told you that before. But—about the child you want me to give to Baili Rong…" After thinking for a moment, Nangong Su said softly, "I agree."

Seeing that she was unhappy when she heard that Nangong Su wanted to give Baili Rong a child, Nangong Su chuckled at her cuteness and continued to hold her without saying anything.

…

He instructed the servants to get some soft rubber, and a plan slowly formed in his mind.

"Mi'er." "Hmm? ~ Su." When she saw Nangong Su, she quickly came over and hugged him. Nangong Su hugged her, rubbing his chin against the top of her head and caressing her.

"I brought Mi'er a fun toy today." Nangong Su chuckled.

Her eyes lit up: "What is it? What is it~" Nangong Su took out a piece of soft rubber from his sleeve and smiled as he placed it in her hand.

"Huh?..." This is... After studying it for a while, Mi'er immediately said with a gloomy face, "Nangong Su, you pervert!"

Nangong Su picked up the soft rubber she had thrown on the ground and walked towards her, who was blushing.

"Mi'er doesn't like this thing?" Nangong Su waved the soft rubber in front of her.

Mi'er blushed and looked at the "thing".

It was completely transparent, soft and fluffy, with small bumps on it.

She immediately turned her head away and refused to look anymore, only gritting her teeth and shouting, "Hmph! I don't know what's so 'fun' about this thing!"

Nangong Su pretended to agree and said, "Oh? ~Mi'er wants to know? Then Su Lang will teach you."

After saying that, he leaned over and pressed her down on the couch, nibbling at her neck.

"Mmm..." Mi'er obediently let him press her down, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Author's Note:

I expect to write another two or three chapters about Nangong Su... His story with Mi'er really inspires me, and for some reason, I feel particularly good writing about H scenes...

Hmph (－(∞)－) Plus, I didn't

explain enough about him before, so when I started writing, I realized there was so much to explain.

(Okay... although I don't know if anyone cares about this...)

I've already thought of the main storyline, and I'll slowly write it when I have time on the weekend~~~~ Yoshi!

(o(︶︿︶)o I won't say more about this self-talk..)

Extra Chapter Nangong Su (Seven) H

Halfway through taking off his clothes, Nangong Su couldn't wait to look at her little mouth that was red from being kissed. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said, "Mi'er, do you want to 'taste' my flavor, hmm?"

Mi'er seemed to be controlled and weakly said, "Hmm... I want to..."

Nangong Su smiled wickedly and took off his clothes. He saw Mi'er staring at his good-looking abs.

Nangong Su felt a surge of pleasure at her innocent and charming gaze, so he lowered his head and kissed her forehead. Then he turned around and straddled her.

Mi'er stared in surprise at the massive penis above her, swallowed hard, and looked down at his lower abdomen, only to find that Nangong Su's face was also facing her lower body.

She twisted her body shyly, but Nangong Su began to slowly pull down her panties. "Mmm... Su..."

"Good girl, don't move, 'it' is right in front of you, eat it." He then lowered his head and flicked her clitoris with his fingers.

"Mmm! No... mmm mmm..." Mi'er had just opened her mouth when Nangong Su's penis took the opportunity to squeeze in. Mi'er couldn't care less about anything else at this moment, so she could only use her hands to hold Nangong Su's groin, not wanting to be too uncomfortable from the thrusting.

Nangong Su looked at the trembling flower in front of him, tracing circles on it with his fingertips. He felt his penis being sucked even harder, and his lust surged through him. He bent down and opened his mouth to take the entire flower opening into his mouth.

"Mmm..." Mi'er was sucking on his penis while being teased by him, not knowing where to focus her attention.

Nangong Su caressed her petals with his lips and tongue, feeling them tremble. He released one petal and began to suck on the other.

"Ah...ah...mmm," Mi'er released his penis and cried out softly, "Mmm...Su, so good, mmm~~~"

Nangong Su didn't reply, continuing to lick her petals until he was satisfied, then slowly inserted his tongue into her slit.

"Mmm!" Mi'er's legs involuntarily began to clamp together. After Nangong Su separated them, he used his hands to spread them apart. Losing his lower body support, he had to use his knees to support himself on either side of Mi'er.

Looking at the penis so close to her, Mi'er couldn't help but take it into her mouth and began to stroke it gently.

From a distance, the two could be seen overlapping each other, their bodies glistening with sweat.

Nangong Su inserted a finger and, using his wrist as the center, drew circles around Mi'er's vulva.

"Mmm..." Mi'er's mouth was filled with Nangong Su's penis, and she could only moan through her nose.

Mi'er spat out the penis, circled it, and slowly began to stroke it. Then, as if possessed, she used her other hand to touch Nangong Su's anus.

"Ah! Mi'er!" Nangong Su stopped playing with Mi'er's anus, got up, and tried to raise his body, but saw Mi'er raise her head, continuing to stroke the penis, and then holding Nangong Su's buttocks, kissing his anus.

"Uh!" Nangong Su quickly lifted up, turned around, pressed Mi'er down, and said fiercely, "You little brat, you're going too far! Hmm?"

After saying that, he began to nibble on Mi'er's small mouth.

"Hmm..." Mi'er tasted her own flavor, shyly pushed him away, buried her head in his neck, and looked for a place to hide.

"Hehehe~" Nangong Su saw that she was so bold and so shy, he really didn't know what she was made of.

He stroked her hair, pecked her small mouth, then took out the soft rubber sheath from before, and then inserted his penis into it.

Mi'er looked at the already thick penis, which was made even larger by the rubber sheath, with soft barbs on it. She wrinkled her nose in fear and pouted, "Good Su Lang, can't you spare me...?"

After Nangong Su finished putting on the sheath, he propped his elbow on the side of her head, leaned down and rubbed his nose against hers, and said softly, "Didn't you want me to give Baili Rong a child? Then you have to 'work hard'~"

Mi'er stared wide-eyed at the distorted Nangong Su in front of her, and asked in confusion, "Give her a child... what does my 'hard work' have to do with me?"

He tapped her forehead and spoke while slowly caressing her vulva: "Naturally, it's about 'squeezing' some 'fertility potion' from here and letting her 'little mouth' drink it."

"Su..." Mi'er looked at him in disbelief. He actually... did this for her...

"Shh, don't talk, just work hard." Nangong Su thrust in forcefully.

"Ah...! I hate you... Ah, you can't be so shameless!... Hmm..." Mi'er was dizzy from his thrusts, but she was also deeply moved. Overwhelmed with emotions, she couldn't help but cry.

"Mi'er..." Nangong Su helplessly kissed away her tears, sighing, unsure how to express himself, so he began to thrust forcefully.

After thrusting for a while, Mi'er felt the comfortable sensation slowly turn into a deeper pleasure.

Being penetrated by that thick penis was already somewhat difficult, and with the soft condom on, Mi'er's body gradually began to convulse uncontrollably. "Hmm... Su, slower, hmm... ah-----"

Seeing her like this, Nangong Su knew she was about to climax. Knowing full well, he leaned close to her ear and breathed hot air, saying, "Mi'er looks so beautiful like this, I really want to fuck you until you're ruined! Hmm--" He added a soul-stirring male moan.

" Ah

, no ! Ahh ... "Hmm, take it and do it." "Yes!" After answering, the subordinate took the soft rubber sheath that Nangong Su had wiped clean and left quickly. ... On the other side, Baili Rong, with tears in her eyes, used a jade dildo to deflower herself, then used a silver needle to pierce the soft rubber sheath, hurriedly inserted it into her lower body, and then slowly pushed in the soft plug given by Nangong Su, plugging the still bleeding orifice. She thought bitterly, she must plan to punish this hateful Nangong Su properly after it is done!! --------------- Nangong Su frowned as he looked at the unconscious Mi'er. Recently, this feeling of unease had become increasingly strong. What was wrong with her? Yesterday the Emperor summoned him to the palace today. He wanted to wait for her to wake up and tell her, but she was sleeping so soundly that he could only cover her with a blanket and go out. Extra Chapter Nangong Su (8) When Mi'er woke up and found that Nangong Su was not there, she washed up and sat in the garden, sighing and silent. "Mi'er." Mi'er turned her head and saw Baili Rong, who had finally been "pregnant" after all these visits. She smiled and nodded, walking over to take her hand and calling out, "Sister Rong." Although she didn't know why Baili Rong had come to see her again, the fact that she was carrying Nangong Su's child made her extra careful. After the two sat down, Mi'er, unsure of how to start a conversation, could only shake off her gloom and busily prepare the tea set. Only after Baili Rong drank a cup of tea that Mi'er had poured did she speak: "I just wanted to come and thank you while Nangong Su wasn't here." Hearing this, Mi'er felt ashamed and weakly said, "Actually, I... didn't help much." "Mi'er, you're wrong. You've done me a huge favor. If it weren't for you, I'd be rotting away here, and he wouldn't even consider me human." Hearing Baili Rong say this, Mi'er looked at her in surprise. "Don't worry, Mi'er, I don't love Nangong Su. I only had the child to secure my future." After a pause, Baili Rong continued, "As you know, relatives of the Nangong family who aren't heirs can't stay here. Besides, I'm just a concubine, so I have even less say. I'm afraid that in the end, neither my own family nor the Nangong family will want me, leaving me in a dilemma." "However, now, with this, I still have a chance to fight back. So thank you for this. I owe you a favor, and I will repay you when I have the ability. Farewell." "I...I..." Mi'er felt extremely guilty, but felt that apologizing would seem pretentious. Baili Rong said, "There's no need to feel guilty. You also know that even if Nangong Su likes you now, it's useless. After he leaves, your fate will depend on your own efforts." After saying this, Baili Rong performed the traditional greeting of an unmarried woman. She left before Mi'er could say anything more.

"Sigh..." Mi'er felt she owed her so much, having let her suffer such humiliation, and yet the woman actually came to thank her. It was clear this woman's character was extraordinary, unlike any other woman. It was just a pity she wasn't in this heartless Nangong mansion...

Her heart ached even more. Remembering the woman who had mentioned being pregnant when she first entered, she asked for directions to find her.

Seeing the woman's mansion so quiet and elegant, Mi'er was stunned. This didn't look like the residence of a concubine who had just given birth to an heir for the Nangong family!

"Eh? May I ask who you are, young lady?" Turning around, she saw a woman with fox-like eyes, incredibly alluring!

"I..." Twisting her skirt, Mi'er didn't know how to speak, helplessly unable to utter a word.

Then she heard the woman chuckle, "Young lady, you're so cute! Could you be that 'Mi--er--'?"

Huh? How did she know?

Mi'er could only nod weakly and said, "I heard when I arrived... I heard that you had given birth, sister. I'm sorry I only remembered now, so I wanted to come and see him..."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke, thinking that she and Mi'er were practically "rivals in love." She wondered if others would suspect her motives for coming here without any apparent reason.

"Him? He was just taken by the old woman to listen to storytelling." She smiled nonchalantly.

"Listen to storytelling?... He's so young..." He was only a little over two years old; could he understand anything?

"Haha~ Miss, you don't know, the reason why the Nangong family can stand firm in this dynasty is because they have always passed down their brilliant minds. So the rules they set are whatever they want."

Mi'er thought for a moment, then gave a slight bow: "Well... since the child isn't here, then... I won't disturb you any longer, sister. I'll go back first."

She had only taken a few steps when she heard the woman say, "My name is Li Shu."

Mi'er turned her head and saw the woman's fox-like eyes showing a curious and interesting expression. Mi'er smiled politely and bowed again: "Sister Shu."

"Hmm. Come and talk to me when you have time. In such a large Nangong family, you are the first person to visit without any reason." After the fox-like woman finished speaking, she smiled politely and then turned and went into her room.

Mi'er found that she quite liked this woman, and found her quite endearing. She wondered why Nangong Su would neglect such a beauty.

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After Nangong Su returned, he rushed to Mi'er's room, afraid that she would just disappear like that.

Returning to the room, he found her missing and was about to call for someone to look for her when she entered through the side door. Frowning, he quickly went over and asked, "Mi'er, you're not feeling well, why are you wandering around like this?"

Mi'er smiled, feeling that this man was always so considerate, never asking her unnecessary questions. Now, he didn't even ask where she had been, only worried that her body couldn't hold up.

Thinking of her own health, Mi'er felt a pang of sadness.

Seeing Mi'er's downcast eyes, Nangong Su immediately picked her up and carried her into the room, placing her on the bed.

Just as Mi'er tried to get up, Nangong Su frowned and pressed her down: "Don't move!"

Thinking of Nangong Su's gentleness and tenderness, his iron-willed yet tender heart, she felt an uncontrollable pain in her heart and burst into tears.

"Take me, Su Lang, please take me!" Mi'er pleaded, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Sigh..." The older he got, the more Nangong Su listened to Mi'er, even in this situation, he couldn't refuse her.

He went to get a soft silicone sleeve, but Mi'er stopped him. “Now that Sister Rong is pregnant, there’s no need…no need to…”

“Oh? I thought Mi’er didn’t want a child.” Nangong Su raised an eyebrow.

Mi’er looked at him in surprise. Did he know?

Nangong Su didn’t let her stay stunned for long. He came over, hugged her, and kissed her: “If you don’t want one, then you don’t need one.”

Mi’er hugged him sadly. How could heaven have been so lucky to have such a considerate and gentle man who never questioned her wishes…

Several months passed, and Mi’er finally became pregnant with Nangong Su’s child. At that time, if Mi’er wanted one, Nangong Su would probably be willing to conquer the capital for her.

After becoming pregnant, Mi’er became increasingly sleepy, spending many days in a deep sleep. When she woke up, she was very depressed and melancholy.

Nangong Su, anxious and restless, grabbed the helpless Hu Shungen and asked him again and again. He was worried and curious at times, and angry at others at others, making the old Hu Shungen very uneasy.

"It's just prenatal depression...it's just prenatal depression..." Nangong Su kept reassuring himself.

But that night...

---------- "Mi'er!!!!!"

He was filled with rage. If it weren't for this piece of flesh that fell from Mi'er's body, this wouldn't have happened! This wouldn't have happened! Damn it! He wanted to cruelly kill her!

But she was a piece of Mi'er's flesh, how could he hurt her...

Nangong Su refused to let go of Mi'er's body, holding it day after day until it rotted. Until one day, drunk, he ordered people to burn the biting insects on Mi'er's body. With no one daring to do it, he in a drunken stupor burned the remains.

When he woke up, he kept asking where Mi'er was, then locked himself in his room and never came out again. Later, after too long, a bold servant pushed open the door and rescued him from his unconscious state.

After waking up this time, Nangong Su lied to himself that Mi'er was still there, living his life as usual every day, refusing to believe even for a moment the truth that Mi'er was gone.

Months later, he finally remembered the time in Tianshan.

--------- "If I told you I wouldn't live much longer, would you still be willing?"

--------- "Then even if it's just waiting for you to be reincarnated and return to my side, that's fine too."

Without Mi'er, Nangong Su no longer had the same good mood as when Mi'er was still around. The servants gradually went from being relaxed when Madam Mi was around to being as timid as they were a few years ago.

It took Nangong Su more than ten years to accept the fact that Mi'er might not come back, but he would never, ever forget those words.

Author's Note:

Oh my god, I'm really addicted to writing about Nangong Su. If this continues, it won't be a side story anymore, the two of them will directly become the main characters...

I have to make Mi'er die quickly...

I promise, I promise...! I'll cut off my hands if I write any more.

One more chapter and I'll write the main storyline!

Extra Chapter Nangong Su (Nine)

I heard that her daughter was sick and about to die. That night I stood in her room, watching her, thinking that if she dared to die! I would definitely whip her corpse!

Mi'er died giving birth to her daughter, yet her daughter died so easily; I wouldn't be satisfied unless I had her bones sliced and torn apart!

When she truly breathed her last, I just quietly watched her, and a bitter feeling welled up in my heart.

The next morning, she came back to life! I watched her chest rise and fall uncertainly, slowly checking her breath.

When I stumbled out the door calling Hu Shungen, I realized that I cared about everything about her. Thinking that she was her daughter, I... I...

From then on, I gradually lost the "seven emotions and six desires" I had after meeting Mi'er.

What nonsense about my daughter and son committing incest, what about raising an heir, what about continuing the family line! What nonsense about the heir being useless and having to ask the eldest son to return home!

All my thoughts after Mi'er's passing were simply wanting to follow her!

But I had promised her that I would wait, that I would wait for her to be reincarnated and come back to find me.

If I were gone, would she be worried? The thought pained me, and I helplessly pressed my chest, my hair disheveled as I tilted my head back and drank the wine.

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Until one day, "Master Su! Report something!"

I frowned, dealing with the Emperor's memorial to the throne, and waved my hand: "No time."

"Yes! I will inform the Third Young Master and the Fourth Miss immediately!"

Wait, she's here? Didn't I hear she fell into the lake the other day? Why is she here with Huang'er now?

"Wait---" I thought for a moment, "Have them wait in the front hall."

"Yes!"

I stared at her for a while, seeing her wiping her delicate face with a puzzled expression, and I couldn't help but want to laugh.

------ "I have amnesia, but that doesn't mean being stared at like this is comfortable..." she said.

Over the years, I haven't paid attention to her, afraid that I might rekindle inappropriate thoughts.

Hearing only of the outrageous things she had done, I felt it was an insult to the title of 'Mi'er's daughter.' As long as she didn't mess around with Mi'er and me, I was fine with her; otherwise, I really wanted to kill her.

But seeing her now, I realized she truly deserved to be called Mi'er's daughter; every smile and frown was so similar… so charming and adorable.

Hearing Huang'er talk about how she had changed so much over time, I frowned. She was already so grown up, yet her personality had changed so much?

Seeing that Qing'er wasn't as infatuated with Huang'er as the rumors suggested, I waved and said, "Qing'er, come here." She obediently came up and sat down beside me without asking.

Listening to Huang'er's speculations about her, I frowned and pondered to myself,

"Heh, your so-called 'deep consideration' is nothing more than Qing'er waking up and no longer liking you, isn't it?" Sure enough,

I saw Huang'er's face turn pale, but Qing'er seemed to be feeling unwell.

A sudden, strange feeling washed over me. Mi'er had once been unwell like this…

"Father, my head, my head hurts so much," she whined.

I tenderly led her back to her room. Along the way, she asked all sorts of questions. I remembered the first time I brought Mi'er back to the manor, leading her around like a child, telling her about my experiences growing up there;

I also remembered how I was captivated by her delicately made-up appearance that day.

Lost in thought, I unconsciously took a longer route, wanting to spend more time with her daughter.

…

Could 'she' be Mi'er's reincarnation?! My heart stirred, and I wanted to test her properly. And indeed! When she uttered—

"I am indeed not Nangong Qing'er, my name in that life was—Si Cai."

Si Cai! Si Cai! Mi'er…! Mi'er!?

I couldn't help but take her back to Tianshan. I assumed she had amnesia, and I wanted to relive the joy of Tianshan with 'her,' but…! When I saw the gold ring around her neck, I damnably lost control!

After having sex with her, I don't know how I carried her back to the Nangong Mansion. Was she Lost Child? She wasn't Lost Child, she was Lost Child… She wasn't, she was…

was she really?!

I felt like I'd gone mad, the long-buried past flipping through pages like a book, leaving me stunned and unable to process what was happening to me!

When I remembered burning Lost Child's remains while drunk, I slapped myself hard, hitting myself until I vomited blood, but I couldn't stop.

"Hahahaha!… Lost Child… Lost Child… Lost Child… Lost Child…" I knelt down, watching my tears fall to the ground, my heart aching like it was being torn apart, wanting only to end it all.

…………………..To

get her back from the Leisurely Manor, I needed an excuse. When I learned she had fallen in love with Ye'er instead of Huang'er, I was so enraged I was practically possessed, utterly bewildered.

Every five years it's a cycle?! Hearing Qing'er's words, I felt utterly paralyzed.

"If I told you I wouldn't live much longer, would you still be willing?" "If I told you I wouldn't live much longer, would you still be willing?"…

Mi'er's words were hammering at my brain. She knew she was going to die then?! That's why she bore me a child? And yet!! ………

I damnably 'slept' with the last thing she left me!! My fist, hidden in my sleeve, clenched tightly, my nails digging into my flesh.

The pain was unbearable; I was in agony, torturing her, torturing Ye'er, torturing Huang'er, torturing…myself.

Just when I was dying from the pain, thankfully Yue'er came to my rescue.

I was terrified, so terrified, because for some reason my intuition kept telling me that this 'daughter' before me might be the lost child!!

What if she remembered? Would she hate me? Would she… forgive me? …

To help them find a way to retain what might be the lost child's soul as quickly as possible, I tried to calm myself down: "What if it doesn't work?"

Yue'er calmly replied, "Kill her."

Hah! As expected of my son, his temperament is so cold.

Actually, I'm not unaware that of all my sons, only Yue'er is the most intelligent, but he uses illusions to deceive the world.

How could someone as shrewd as me not know? It's just that he's not as capable as me, and it's impossible for him to seize the inheritance of the Nangong family from me within a few years, so I didn't take his feigned stupidity to heart.

I closed my eyes tightly. Since she wasn't the lost child at this moment, looking at her would only add to my sorrow.

"Good!!!!!"

As soon as I stepped out of the side door, I opened my palm, only to see the bloodstains from my fingernails digging into my palm.

Clenching my hands tightly, not wanting to succumb to panic any longer, I instructed the servants to inform me after they left.

Then, I whipped my horse and rode towards the place I had longed for day and night.

Heartbroken, I sat in the bumpy carriage after leaving the manor .

Once the pain subsided, I began to slowly gather my thoughts, considering my next move. Only then did I realize I had absolutely no idea what to do!

Where should I go? How would I live from now on? Where would I go, how would I survive?

I thought back to this cold and indifferent Nangong manor, where there was still 'that' person I could rely on, someone I could confide in. But now I realized how foolish it was to rely on someone else, so foolish that they could use me however they wanted.

Having exhausted all my thoughts, I knocked on the small door leading to the front hall. With a creak, Nangong Yue peeked out, his handsome face smiling at me: "Little sister, what is it?"

"Where are we going?" I tried to appear innocent.

"May I sit inside?" Seeing Nangong Yue's polite demeanor, I nodded.

After sitting down, Nangong Yue sighed, "Little sister, you haven't lost your memory, have you?"

I was startled and quickly calmed myself down, "I wonder why 'Young Master' says that?"

Nangong Yue opened his large fan and started fanning himself, "Because you know the way."

I tried hard to recall, remembering that I was too eager to leave the Nangong residence, so I rushed out without thinking much, not expecting that this flaw would be seen through.

My face was pale, and I didn't want to answer him. Thinking back to last night, I remembered the hurt he and Nangong Ye had caused me, and I didn't want to talk to him at all.

"Hehe," Nangong Yue chuckled, "Little sister, you don't know, I only truly saw it now."

I turned to look at him in surprise. This scoundrel! He actually dug a trap for me to fall into!

"Why?"

Hearing Nangong Yue's question, I angrily twisted the handkerchief in my hand, wanting nothing more than to throw this despicable Nangong Yue out of the carriage.

A moment of silence followed.

"We're going to Tianshan. I heard Father found your mother there." Nangong Yue assumed it was about what Nangong Ye had said last night and didn't press further.

Seeing that Nangong Yue had given me a way out, I had no choice but to say, "I wonder if this search is even meaningful."

Nangong Yue chuckled, "Of course it is! Don't you want to see all the beautiful scenery in the world, or eat all the delicious food?"

I scoffed, "It's just that without someone to share it with, seeing so much beauty is pointless; eating so much delicious food only adds to my weight."

Nangong Yue touched his chest as if hurt, "Oh dear, little sister, those words are really hurtful! I've been traveling with you for three years, and you don't even treat me like a 'person'!"

'Pfft,' my bad mood improved considerably after his teasing. I pouted, thinking that it was Nangong Ye who directly hurt me.

Nangong Yue was only an indirect instigator, but it was too biased of me to selfishly attribute so many mistakes to him.

She sighed and replied, "Alright, alright! Then I'll trouble you, Second Brother, to accompany me to see all the beautiful scenery and taste all the delicious food."

Nangong Yue covered her mouth with her fan and laughed, "That's more like it, Little Sister~"

Having nothing more to say, she could only lift the curtain and look out of the carriage. She found it incredibly bustling, with street vendors lining the streets and shops in the back, quite similar to some modern cities.

Seeing her curiously looking around, Nangong Yue smiled knowingly and pushed open the small door to the back of the carriage.

I felt the carriage slowly stop, and I turned to look out curiously. I saw Nangong Yue calling from below, "Little Sister, get down! Let's go shopping!"

Hearing that we could go shopping, I instantly forgot my unhappiness. Perhaps it's in a woman's nature to love shopping.

I hurriedly got off the carriage, looking here and there.

I saw so many rouge and hair ornaments! So beautiful, so antique and elegant, with such unique designs! Modern so-called 'retro' craftsmanship can't even compare.

I picked up this box to look at it, touched that one, and couldn't help but exclaim how much I loved it! I wished I could pack them all up and take them home!

Seeing Qing'er's treasure-hunting expression, Nangong Yue covered her nose and laughed, "Qing'er, you don't want them all, do you?"

"Yes, yes! How did you know! So clever!" I hurriedly shook my head, then continued to look around.

"Then let's wrap them all up." Just as Nangong Yue was about to start, I grabbed him.

I stared at him wide-eyed, "Are you stupid? If you say that, the seller will definitely overcharge!"

"Oh? ~ Then what's your opinion, little sister?" Nangong Yue asked curiously, thinking that she had coaxed many young women before, and every time they heard she was going to buy this or that, they would just cheer with excitement.

I pulled Nangong Yue aside. "Come, come, tell me, how do you calculate the price here?"

Nangong Yue tapped his head with his large fan, thought for a moment, and said, "There are three types of 'money' here, with three grades: gold, silver, and wen. Wen is the lowest, and the grades increase in order."

I thought for a moment and continued to ask, "How much is a regular bowl of noodles here?"

Nangong Yue looked embarrassed and said, "Wait a minute," before going over to talk to the coachman.

Then he came back and said, "A bowl of plain noodles is 2 wen, and with meat, it's 10 wen."

I nodded, then went over and picked out a box of perfume, two hairpins, and a box of foundation, then cleared my throat.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this?"

The shopkeeper looked at Nangong Yue with a fawning expression and said, "Young master, this is 10 yin, hehe." Out of

the corner of my eye, I saw Nangong Yue about to take the silver, and I immediately stomped on his foot.

"Ouch! Little sister, you!" Seeing him wince and rub his foot, I glared at him.

"Shopkeeper, I'm talking to you, okay?" I lowered my voice.

"Isn't this your husband? This... this... it doesn't matter whether I talk to you or the young master~" The shopkeeper then looked at me obsequiously.

"Who said he's my husband?" I pouted.

"Oh dear~ Unmarried girls can't go out, so this man is naturally the lady's husband~ And they look so well-matched~ And so elegant and extraordinary~ Look! This hairpin suits you so well!" I rolled my eyes inwardly. 'Lady' is such an old-fashioned title, and he's acting like I'm the lady and he's the young master?!

This seller is practically using any means necessary to sell something. Indeed, merchants are all the same, from ancient times to the present.

"Ahem, I'm his sister." I thought for a moment, wait a minute! Then I changed my tune, saying, "He's my brother!"

Nangong Yue chuckled softly. I was speechless. Did ancient people understand modern swear words?

I glanced at him. "'Good' brother, your foot doesn't hurt anymore so quickly?"

He immediately picked up his foot and hopped on one leg, crying, "Ah! It hurts so much!"

I couldn't help but laugh, then continued talking to the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, don't try to fool me. A bowl of noodles only cost 5 coins, and these few items cost 10 silver? How about this, I'll pick a few more things, and I'll give you 3 silver?" I smiled at him.

"This...this...this!..." Sure enough, the vendor panicked, trying to ingratiate himself, "Madam, the price you quoted...oh dear...I really can't afford it!"

"Oh! Never mind then!" I put down the things and tugged at Nangong Yue's sleeve, ready to leave.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!! Madam, come back! Young master, come back!" Seeing my plan had worked, I stopped and turned around.

"What? That's too expensive, we can't afford it."

"Hehehe, come here, everyone! Look, I'll give you those items you chose as a gift~" He took out another box of perfume and a golden tassel. "These, all together, are only 5 silver, 5 silver! I definitely didn't overcharge you!"

I went over, smelled the perfume he gave me, nodded in satisfaction, and then gestured for Nangong Yue to pay.

Satisfied with my spoils, I later bought a few more sets of clothes and shoes and socks because I needed them altered, so I dragged Nangong Yue to eat first. After

ordering the

food, I propped my head up with one hand and held the tassel the seller had given me in the other. I stared at it for a while, wondering what it was for, and finally asked, "Second Brother, what's this tassel for?"

Nangong Yue glanced at it and said, "Just a simple decoration."

"Oh? Where do you hang it?" I asked, pretending to stick it on my head, "Like this?"

"Haha~~" To my surprise, Nangong Yue laughed at me like I was a fool.

"Damn it!" I grabbed the chopsticks and threw them at him.

Nangong Yue giggled and dodged, saying, "These tassels are mostly decorations for men's belongings. This is the first time I've seen a girl wear one in her hair. It's so novel! Hahaha."

Still laughing! I glared at him irritably and ignored him.

After he finally finished laughing, he began to explain, "Good little sister, don't be angry. These tassels are mostly tied to men's belts or swords for decoration."

Huh? ~ I remembered, so I held out my hand to Nangong Yue, "Give me your big fan."

To my surprise, he froze. I tapped the table impatiently and continued to hold out my hand. Only then did he react and silently placed the big fan in my hand. After

looking at it, I noticed a small hole in the metal that held the fan in place, and then I tied the tassel to it.

"Here you go~" After tying it, I handed it to him, and he took it without saying a word.

"Hey, hey~ let me see the fan." I propped my head up and looked at his inexplicably dazed expression.

After saying "Oh," he opened his large fan and started fanning himself, the wind ruffling his hair. Looking at him closely now, I realized I hadn't noticed this handsome man at all!

Looking into his captivating, watery eyes, I couldn't help but blurt out, "Second Brother, your eyes are so beautiful..."

With a "smack," Nangong Yue closed his fan and lightly tapped my head. "You little brat, aren't you going to tell me this is the 'first time' you've really looked at your second brother properly?"

Touching the spot he'd tapped, I pouted, neither denying nor admitting it. Indeed, thinking back to what happened at the Nangong residence... so many things had happened, and I hadn't paid any attention to this Nangong Yue, who was almost always just laughing and never serious.

I scoffed, "How dare I 'look closely' at a place as 'noble and aloof' as the Nangong Manor? Who knows what might happen if I look too much!" A moment

of silence followed, the atmosphere strange. Just as I was about to find something else to say, Nangong Yue said, "Yes~ It's a pity that children can't choose their mothers, and plants can't choose their soil; they can only do the opposite."

I nonchalantly curled my lip, "Although one can't choose their innate conditions, it doesn't mean they can't choose their future life. Don't you think so, Second Brother?"

Nangong Yue paused, then smiled with rare approval, "Little Sister sees things clearly. There are too many things in life that are beyond our control."

Remembering my plan, I tentatively asked, "Has Second Brother ever thought about leaving the Nangong Manor?"

"Yes, I have~" Halfway through my sentence, Nangong Yue smiled mysteriously: "What, little sister, what are you planning?"

Hearing this, my eyes lit up: "Really? Then second brother doesn't plan to inherit the Nangong family?"

But he just mimicked me, propping his chin on his hand and looking at me, asking, "Why do you ask, little sister?"

I moved closer to him and whispered, "Because I don't want to go back!"

"Oh?~~" Nangong Yue raised an eyebrow at her, then mimicked her whisper, "Then little sister wants to come and rely on second brother?"

Raising an eyebrow at him, I picked up his chopsticks and tapped them on his head, commanding, "Don't imitate me!"

"Hahaha~~" Nangong Yue laughed loudly, raising his hand.

Just then, the dishes arrived, and being starving, I ignored him and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

"Wait. Waiter, bring two pairs of chopsticks." "Hey! Okay~~" Nangong Yue finished speaking and smiled at me: "Our chopsticks have been used as 'weapons' by little sister, let's change the pair to eat."

I glared at him, ignoring him completely!

After finishing my meal and seeing that the clothes were almost finished being altered, I browsed around the nearby shops for a while.

In the jade shop, I saw a piece of crystal-clear white jade and was unconsciously drawn to it. Looking at it, I thought of Nangong Ye, that gentle and kind man.

"Little sister likes it?" Nangong Yue asked, leaning closer.

I countered, "Does second brother like it?"

"Hmm~ This jade is quite nice, warm and translucent, a top-quality piece," Nangong Yue praised.

"Oh, since second brother likes it, little sister doesn't like to take what others like," I said petulantly, remembering that incident.

"Shopkeeper, I'll take this one," Nangong Yue said without even asking the price, picking up the jade, choosing a blue cord, and threading it.

Hmph, I looked at him. I only said something sarcastic, and he's already eager to 'steal' it from me!

Still fuming, I suddenly felt a pair of hands descend on my head, followed by a chill on my chest. Looking down, I discovered the jade was hanging around my neck.

"You..." Just as I was about to speak, Nangong Yue turned me around, looked me up and down, and nodded with a smile, "Not bad~ Even this little wildcat of mine looks a bit more elegant in comparison~" I

had just started to feel a little touched when his words infuriated me. I immediately pointed at him, "You, you, you, who are you calling a wildcat!"

"Huh?~ Who did you think I was talking about? Of course—I'm talking about the one who's pointing at me in public right now, hahaha~" He then exchanged a glance with the shopkeeper and laughed even harder.

Instantly, I was furious. I turned and walked away, grabbed my clothes, and headed towards the carriage.

"Hey, hey, hey~~ Little sister is getting more and more petty. You can't even say a joke like that." Nangong Yue quickly caught up with me.

'Hmph,' I didn't even want to turn my head: "Are we that close?"

Nangong Yue immediately stood in front of me, watching me walk backwards: "Close, close, close~ Of course we're close. Aren't you going to rely on me in the future?" I

didn't want to pay any attention to him and sped up to overtake him!

"Little sister~ Ouch!" Hearing Nangong Yue's cry of pain behind me, I turned around and saw him standing behind me, dressed in flowing white robes, waving a fan and laughing!

"You rascal!" I bit my lower lip hard, looking at this person who always loved to tease me, too angry to speak.

He quickly stepped forward, helped me lift the clothes in my hands, and said with a grin, "Second brother just gave you a gift, and you're thanking me like this?~"

Having accepted his gift, I felt a little guilty and could only say, "Well, thank you then! Is that alright?"

Seeing him nod vigorously with a grin, I couldn't stay angry, so I just snorted and walked with him to the carriage.

Having probably strolled around town for half a day, I became drowsy as soon as I got in the carriage and fell asleep in no time.

"Little sister~ Little sister~" "Hmm?" "We've arrived at the inn."

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and asked, "Can't we spend the night in the carriage?"

Nangong Yue said helplessly, "Little sister needs to sleep, and the horse needs to sleep and eat too."

I said "Oh," and had no choice but to get off the carriage.

But when I got to the room, I couldn't fall asleep. I don't know if it was because I slept too long in the carriage.

Helpless, I put on my coat, sat by the window, and opened it. I saw the spotless bright moon.

I remembered Nangong Yue saying that there had been autumn rain. Doesn't that mean autumn is coming soon? No wonder Nangong Yue asked me to buy some clothes today.

Thinking about the clothes I bought today, I was quite pleased with them. They weren't as colorful as before; simpler ones were better.

I couldn't help but feel a little itchy, so I took them out and put them on. Hmm~ Not bad, not bad. They even have wide sleeves. I unconsciously started acting out the way I used to dress up as an ancient person when I was little, wearing a towel and a blanket, and I chuckled.

After laughing, I felt a little silly, then sat back down by the window, looking at the starry sky.

That day with Nangong Ye was also on a day like this... Sigh.

I frowned, thinking, "Hmph! It's just a breakup! What's the big deal? I was reborn! I'm here to enjoy life! Not to wallow in self-pity."

Then I comforted myself, "This body isn't even mine! Being raped a hundred times wouldn't matter." After consoling myself, I started to feel sleepy, yawned, and went to bed.

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