[Fantasy] Transmigration: I'm Not a Plaything (Complete) - 1-3

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[Synopsis] Si Cai was born into a single-parent family in modern times without a father. She inexplicably transmigrated and gained a father and brothers. She initially thought it would be a happy thing, but unexpectedly, this body led to illicit relationships with her family members. Why? All she wanted was to be with someone, but fate always seemed to play tricks on her, and her body was also manipulated by fate. How could she escape this inescapable torment?

In her transmigrated life

, Si Cai was a sophomore in college. Ordinary, she often sighed as she watched dazzling women, wondering why life was so unfair, not only because of family background and money, but also because of appearance and figure. The only thing she could be thankful for was her relatively sharp mind; otherwise, she seemed to have nothing to be proud of.

The lack of a father's love from a young age forced her to live like a man early on, occasionally even having to clean up after her mother when she was drunk. She had considered going to university many times out of concern, but her excellent grades, achieved without much effort, led her teachers and relatives to kindly advise against it.

Finally, considering that a university education might lead to a better job and allow her to better care for her mother, she took the advice and went to university. During her freshman year, everyone was a diligent high school student, not overly displaying their figures or dressing up, so Si Cai hadn't yet realized how inconspicuous she was.

Fortunately, she was used to being ignored and never dared to think too much about finding a reliable boyfriend who could not only provide for her long-term meals but also comfortably accompany her in caring for her unreliable mother. Si Cai looked up at the sky and sighed heavily. She had to finish her homework early tonight and catch the train back to be with her mother tomorrow…

Si

Cai held her head, a loud ringing in her ears filling her brain. She gently tapped her head, but after a while, finding it useless, she pulled her hair hard. “Miss, what are you doing? You mustn't!” A clear voice rang out. Si Cai looked at the person; it was a little girl in a pink ancient costume, looking only about 10 years old, very young.

"I..." The tinnitus gradually subsided in Si Cai's ears. Coming to her senses, she stared at the little girl still standing anxiously in front of her, holding a basin of water. Who was this? She didn't recognize her. Looking around, she wondered where she was. "Excuse me...where am I?"

The girl was surprised for a moment, then resumed her respectful demeanor: "You are in the Qinhua Pavilion of the Touxian Manor, Miss." Si Cai frowned, not wanting to continue chatting with a stranger. She decided to get out of bed and go out to see for herself. Maybe she'd find her way once she stepped outside. It should be past Friday; perhaps her mother was getting impatient at home. As soon as the blanket was lifted, the little girl nervously put down the basin and knelt by the bed, panicking, "Miss, Third Master said that if you wake up, you must inform Young Master. If you want to get out of bed,

you have to wait for Grandpa Hu to see you!" Si Cai, rubbing her still throbbing forehead, suppressed her impatience and said, "Little sister, what are you doing? Calling me 'Miss' and 'Young Master'? We're filming! I have to rush home for something. Please, what are you doing?"

This time, the little girl in the red dress finally seemed unable to contain her panic and quickly said, "Then...then...sister...I...I'll go inform my master first, okay? I'll be back soon."

Si Cai then realized that the girl in front of her was only about 10 years old. She herself had received higher education and had been too rude just now. So she softened her tone and said, "I'm sorry, I have a terrible headache. I'm sorry for being rude to you just now. You can go find your master. I'll wait."

"Yes!" The little girl quickly left the room, and Si Cai finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly coming back to her senses. Only then did she realize how long her hair was!

She touched her hair in surprise, curling and pulling it repeatedly—ouch! It hurt! It really was her head, her hair… What was going on?! Si Cai felt a sense of oppression and discomfort. She remembered promising the little girl to wait there, but she hadn't promised not to get out of bed! She thought for a moment, then got up. It would have been

better if she hadn't gotten up; once she did, she realized her clothes and shoes weren't hers, and there was a ring around her neck—a choker, too small to see, and she didn't have one. She tried to get out of bed to check, but after pulling back the curtains, she froze. This… this wasn't… the set of a period drama film in Hengdian, was it?!

From initial confusion to bewilderment, to surprise, and now… she was completely at a loss. Sitting on the dressing table, she looked at the woman in the bronze mirror before her—skin as white as snow, innocent-looking eyes, thick eyelashes, a delicate nose, and… rose-red lips! She applied it once, then again, before confirming that it was indeed the woman's original lip color.

Perhaps, not only this body wasn't hers, but even this world didn't belong to her! "Miss! Miss!" The little girl in pink called several times before drawing her attention. She turned her head, stunned from her reflection in the bronze mirror, and saw a man in purple behind the little girl. The man's expression was very strange, his arched eyebrows fixed on her.

If she had been frightened by the reflection in the bronze mirror that wasn't her own, now she was utterly astonished.

So handsome! How could he be so handsome? The man had long hair, a high nose, a tall frame, and a handsome face… wait… the man had long hair, very long hair tied up and parted to the side…

“What, you came here looking for me like you wanted to kill yourself? Are you mute looking like that?” Contrasting with his handsome appearance was his disdainful and cold tone. Si Cai suddenly realized she had been staring at him, her face instantly turning bright red as she turned away. She accidentally saw a similarly blushing face reflected in the bronze mirror, and awkwardly lowered her head.

Damn it! Have women become speechless when they see handsome men? What’s wrong with me?! After the redness subsided, Si Cai raised her head, blinked, and smiled. "Sorry! I might be a little disoriented since I just woke up. Excuse me, sir, where am I?" "Where...where is this?" The man in purple frowned and flicked his sleeves. "Nangong Qing'er, what trick are you trying to pull now? Speak your mind, or go back to your father!"

"Sir, I...!" Si Cai looked aggrieved, but the man saw it as an act. He scoffed. "Good sister, although I, your third brother, am quite learned, I am not worthy of the title 'sir.' Is it really inappropriate to address you like this?" After a while, seeing Si Cai's silent and aggrieved expression, he became even more impatient. "Ayi, you can leave!" "Yes, Third Master!" The pink-clad girl lowered her head, took a few steps back, turned at the door, closed it, and left.

Just as Si Cai was about to ask something else, the man in purple grabbed her chin and stared into her eyes: "Nangong Qing'er, I don't know what tricks you're up to this time. If you really threaten to kill yourself, then go ahead and die! Keeping you here is just an eyesore!" Si Cai was very shy being stared at so closely by the handsome man, but the anger hidden in his eyes beneath his sword-like eyebrows, and his words revealing his disgust for her, made her feel a chill, even though she knew the body didn't belong to her.

Having no father, she had rarely interacted with men, except for her mother's 'boyfriends,' so it was no wonder she only now realized how terrifying a man's anger could be.

However, as a modern woman, she gradually began to understand certain issues during this series of conversations. For example, she wasn't unaware that she had watched melodramatic time-travel dramas like "Scarlet Heart" and "Palace," nor did she fail to understand that the excessively handsome face reflected in the bronze mirror at this moment certainly did not belong to her original ordinary self. Looking at the handsome man's face filled with gloom in front of her, she was also in a state of turmoil, unsure whether she should pretend to be stupid, or pretend to be stupid, or pretend to be stupid...?

She cupped his face in her hands, creating some distance between them. "You say you're Third Brother? Okay, Third Brother, I think I've lost my memory." "Hmph!" The man in purple scoffed. "Amnesia again? Can't you come up with a better excuse this time?" The hardest thing in life is being unable to defend yourself. She didn't know what the original owner of this body had done to offend 'Third Brother.' Anyway, Si Cai was really tired, completely clueless about what had happened, and had to face other people's doubts as soon as she woke up. She was really unhappy.

"Third Brother, you're overthinking it. I have amnesia, and that's it. Since you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. If you don't want to take me in, just throw me out." The man in purple raised an eyebrow again. "You think I wouldn't dare? Second Brother hasn't come looking for you for so long. You must have covered your tracks before leaving the manor. If I throw you out now, you'll starve to death and be homeless, and it might not even be me who did it!"

"I!" I'm not afraid of you!? Si Cai was about to stand up and argue with him. She remembered how her "father" had thrown her mother out like that back then! And as a mistress! She still remembered her humiliated mother's shocked and incredulous expression as she stared at the closed door.

She also remembered the scene of her mother taking her to her maternal grandmother's house as a little girl, and her mother fainting upon seeing her grandmother. Si Cai had helped her mother take care of her grandmother since she was little, and after her grandmother passed away, she continued to care for her mother. She truly didn't believe that without support, she couldn't survive.

However, this body hadn't fully recovered, and her spirit seemed weak; she lost her balance and fell against the man in purple. Before she could recover from her brief loss of consciousness, the man in purple disgustedly pushed her away. "Heh, I only said that, and you're already so afraid you throw yourself into my arms. How could I, Nangong Huang, have such a shameless, lewd sister?"

Si Cai was shocked. "You're my…brother? My biological brother?" Given the man's ruthless and disdainful attitude, she strongly suspected that she was a child her parents had picked up and neglected. After all, it wasn't the first time she'd been abandoned, so such suspicion wasn't unreasonable.

"Oh?~" The man in purple began to scrutinize her eyes. Si Cai couldn't discern anything from his face, only that he was getting closer and closer, and she slowly backed away. "Brother... Brother?" Nangong Huang's watery eyes seemed to want to see into Si Cai's eyes. "'Accidentally' forgetting isn't the first time, you've done it quite well, pretending to be innocent. But you've never forgotten my body, have you, my dear sister?" This... this... what kind of talk is this! How could a perfectly normal conversation turn into something so erotic, and the other person even said it like it was something they often did, without the slightest shame! Wait! "Didn't you say I was your sister?" Si Cai managed to regain a sliver of clarity.

Si Cai kept retreating until she was blocked by the wardrobe, but the man in purple still didn't stop advancing. Si Cai could only raise her arms and shout, "Okay! Stop coming any closer! What are you doing?! I'm going to scream for help!" The man in purple was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha~~ Qing'er really loves to pretend, huh? Am I supposed to pretend to be a lecherous thief passing by a naive young lady?" Si Cai was disgusted by the man's laughter. It was a laugh that treated women as playthings, a laugh that showed complete disrespect for others. Si Cai's rationality was instantly weakened by that laughter; her body had already bypassed her brain.

"Slap!" The man in purple was slapped hard, and he turned around in surprise. At this moment, Si Cai hadn't recovered from reality. Coupled with the dreamlike plot and being disrespectfully teased by the man as soon as she woke up, she was still in a daze. "Slap!" Another slap. "Damn it! You!..." Before Nangong Huang could finish speaking, "Slap!" Another slap.

The man in purple was slapped three times before he seemed to wake from a dream, finally reacting. "Damn it!" He grabbed Si Cai's hand with one hand and pinned it above her head, raising his other hand high. Si Cai silently closed her eyes, bracing herself for the blow, tears finally streaming down her face. "

Slap

!" A heavy slap, so heavy that Si Cai felt no pain. If she hadn't been able to keep her eyes open, she would have thought she was dead. But the man's forehead was pressed against hers; the slap had landed on the wardrobe behind him. The man in purple was panting heavily, his eyes glaring fiercely at her. He was furious! Furious that this shameless 'sister' who had previously been so clingy and eager to him had now dared to slap him—three times, and so hard! He was furious, furious that he had stopped slapping her now that he saw her damned tears. Her eyes only ever welled up with tears during her climax. He was even angrier that, because of her disobedience, he had almost smashed her skull with a single slap! Damn it! Damn it!

Si Cai knew she had gone too far. How could a man's pride allow a woman to slap him so violently? She knew that not landing that slap was his last act of restraint, so Si Cai dared not speak, unable to recover from the loud noise.

Nangong Huang desperately wanted to calm down, but the more he looked at the woman before him, the less she seemed like the Nangong Qing'er he knew. There was no fawning, no morbidly infatuated gaze, and none of the unclean actions and words he hated. The more

he thought about it, the more unable he felt calm. Plus, the woman before him was so alluring when she was quiet, a refreshing feeling emanating from her innocent, frightened eyes. He wasn't unfamiliar with her taste, and at this moment, he couldn't resist any longer. He leaned in and captured her rose-pink lips, sucking on them.

"Mmm!" Si Cai closed her eyes, feeling utterly exhausted. The kiss felt so good that she wanted to stay inside her. Nangong Huang found those pink lips, which he had kissed countless times, incredibly alluring. He nibbled and bit them, then slowly probed his tongue inside, feeling a sense of pleasure. "Mmm..." Si Cai couldn't speak anymore, only able to let her hands be bound by the man before her, her lips being taken. After he finished nibbling, Nangong Huang released her lips. He pressed his forehead against hers, watching her slowly open eyes filled with tears. The two of them just looked at each other like that, and Nangong Huang actually began to like this feeling.

Next, he stroked her neck ring, his eyes deepening, and then lowered his head to lick the gold ring, his gaze sweeping across her white, lotus-like neck. "Ah! No, it tickles... ahh..." This was the first time Si Cai had felt this way. The places he licked glistened with moisture, his breath hot against them, creating a strangely itchy sensation. "Ah! It hurts!" Nangong Huang looked at her pink neck, the predatory, bloodthirsty pleasure driving him to bite down hard. Hearing Si Cai cry out in pain, he gave her a perfunctory lick and then moved his head down further.

Nangong Huang roughly tore off her clothes, and Sicai suddenly became somewhat sober. She hadn't expected that ancient clothes could be removed so easily. "No! Didn't you say you were my third brother? Third brother! I'm your sister, right? No! I... Ah!" Nangong Huang's gaze was fixed on her pink nipples, and he replied absentmindedly, "You little slut, you only remembered I was your brother after we've had so much fun, huh?" He then bent down and sucked on her nipples hard.

"Please... please, ah!! I beg you, no, ah..." Sicai was inexperienced and couldn't resist this unfamiliar pleasure. She could only instinctively cry out, shaking her head violently and kicking her legs forward. "No! No!" Nangong Huang was distracted by her struggles and frowned. He thought about how he had suddenly developed a strange feeling today. He didn't want to treat her like a prostitute like before, but her resistance would only make him feel hypocritical after having sex with her so many times. The strange feeling he had just developed was completely dispelled.

He scooped Si Cai up in his arms and threw her onto the bed. "Ouch! That hurts!" Si Cai was still clutching her back when Nangong Huang took two ropes from the bedside table and began tying her feet. "What are you doing?!" "What am I doing? Naturally, I'm going to 'love' you properly~" Nangong Huang grinned wickedly, turning his back to her and straddling her abdomen. Then he grabbed her legs and tied them to the foot of the bed with the ropes. "You madman! You pervert! What are you doing? I'm your sister!! No!! I'm not your sister, I don't know you, I don't know you! I have no idea what happened, why are you treating me like this? I hate you! I hate you!!!" As she spoke, Si Cai pounded on Nangong Huang's back and broke down in tears. Nangong Huang, having finished tying Si Cai's feet, frowned at the little girl crying her eyes out and scoffed, "So ugly, stop crying, you've ruined my mood." "Waaaaah~~~~~~! I want my mommy, I want my mommy!"

The mistake began .

Hearing the word "Mom," Nangong Huang paused, then scoffed, "Looking for her? Go look for her in hell." Si Cai blinked, "What?" Looking at Si Cai's cute and innocent face, Nangong Huang felt a strange emotion welling up again. He began to doubt whether the person before him was actually Nangong Qing'er, but they were clearly the same person, so how could they be different? He shook himself off, stopping his absurd thoughts, and bent down to continue what he wanted to do. "Hmm!" Si Cai, still pondering Nangong Huang's words, was suddenly silenced with a heavy kiss. Did she not have a mother in this life? She thought sadly, her head suddenly heavy and throbbing. Strangely, it seemed that thinking about the past always made her feel unwell.

"Wait! I don't feel well!" Si Cai pushed Nangong Huang, who assumed she was still pretending to be reserved, guessing it was just another one of her bed games, so he ignored her and, taking advantage of her distraction, tied her hands to the headboard. "You!" Si Cai was furious and bit Nangong Huang hard. "Hmm!" Nangong Huang groaned. "Oh, you little firecracker, you think I can only kiss your lips?" He grinned and sucked on one of her nipples, while his other hand kneaded her other white breast. "So soft, no wonder you like to pinch your breasts every time we make love, mmm~~ such delicious breasts~ I really want you to taste them too! I'll fatten you up a bit, and when you're older you should be able to suck on your own breasts!" Si Cai's cheeks flushed completely at his words. "You! You're shameless!" Nangong Huang placed his hand on the nipple he was sucking on, looking at her seductively. "Hehe, shameless, huh?" Si Cai was mesmerized by his handsome face and couldn't speak for a moment.

As Nangong Huang's head continued to move down, Si Cai suddenly remembered the movie she had watched with her friends and suddenly understood what he was going to do. "No!! Don't! Ah…" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ! ! ! Nangong Huang had already raised her buttocks and kissed her vulva, "Oh?" ~Qing'er's reaction is really new. Don't you love your brother kissing your little mouth the most? Nangong Huang's words of Qing'er helped Sicai regain some sense. She struggled and said, "I, I'm really not Nangong Qing'er. My name is Si...ah!" ! ! ! "The man had no time to chat with the woman on the bed. He only saw Nangong Huang continuing to kiss the small mouth under Sicai, "Haha, there is a lot of water, listen.

Nangong Huang, who was kneeling in front of Sicai's acupuncture point, raised her buttocks on his thighs, held her waist and hips with his left hand, and vigorously and quickly stirred her acupoint with the middle finger of his right hand, "Ah----------don't...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" ! ! ! ! So strange, so strange, something seems to be coming out! My head hurts so much! ! ! Ahhhh! ! ! "Sicai didn't know what was going to happen, it was so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable!! Feeling helpless, she gripped the rope binding her hands tightly. Coupled with the intense headache she'd experienced earlier, and now the sensation of something bursting from her body, she shook her head uncontrollably

: "

Ah ... Ayi sighed as she thought of this. The young lady had become increasingly unruly these past few years, changing her mind constantly, and everyone was struggling to keep up. Ayi remembered that she had been chosen by the old woman to come to the Leisurely Mountain Villa. Although she was only seven years old at the time, her family received a very generous allowance. When she first arrived, the old woman in charge repeatedly instructed her to take good care of the young lady, as she had always been very weak. Later, as she grew older, the old woman gradually told her about the young lady: it turned out that Nangong Qing'er was the only daughter of the Nangong family, and her mother was a woman Nangong Su had met at the foot of Tianshan Mountain. The woman's refined beauty and virtue immediately caught the eye of Nangong Su, who had always been indifferent to women, and she was later brought back to the Nangong mansion. At that time, Nangong Su already had several regular concubines, but no principal wife. The beautiful woman obediently followed Nangong Su back to the manor. Unfortunately, she always had a cold and aloof nature, refusing to tell the people of the Nangong household her name or where she came from, only saying that her life was short and she did not want any ties with anyone. Seeing that she was willing to come back with him, Nangong Su did not ask any questions, only calling her: Mi'er. Mi'er, Mi'er, a woman like a mystery. Because of this, Nangong Su was particularly curious and fascinated by her. Afterwards, the concubines who rarely saw their husbands were even more resentful. However, what was rare was that no matter how much favored Mi'er was, she never took it for granted, nor did she care about the difficulties and scheming of the women in the Nangong household. Instead, she always smiled faintly. Gradually, the women in the Nangong household found it boring and could no longer feel hatred. Some even took care of Mi'er, especially the Third Master's mother. Soon after, Madam Mi became pregnant. However, the joy of becoming a mother never appeared on Madam Mi's face. Instead, she became increasingly melancholy and rarely smiled. However, Nangong Su did not mind and treated her even better. Finally, on the night she gave birth to Qing'er, Madam Mi couldn't hold on any longer. Many doctors were consulted, but they all said Madam Mi's health wasn't seriously compromised. Yet, Madam Mi slowly lost her color. "Mi'er, what do you think of naming our daughter Qing'er? Qing'er, Qing'er, I hope that when you're feeling better, she can bring you warmth like the sunshine, and make your heart as bright as a sunny day." Mi'er stared intently at Nangong Su, letting out a big smile. Nangong Su was stunned. "Mi'er…" "I… my name is Si Cai." "What?! Mi'er, what did you say??" Nangong Su was initially in a good mood, but Mi'er's attitude made him very uneasy. Mi'er grabbed his hand and continued weakly, "My name is Si…" Unfortunately, before she could finish, she vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted. "Mi'er!!!!!!!!!" After Madam Mi's death, Nangong Su didn't seem to have changed much, but those who knew him knew that he had simply closed himself off, unwilling to face reality. Everyone originally thought that Nangong Su would dote on Nangong Qing'er, but that wasn't the case. Qing'er had to be informed by servants to get what she wanted. Nangong Su and Nangong Qing'er would only meet during festivals when everyone was gathered together. This year, after Nangong Su learned about Nangong Qing'er's feelings for Nangong Huang, he stopped informing her even during festivals. Fortunately, Nangong Qing'er was also frighteningly precocious. At the age of 9, she could already say, "If Father doesn't want to see me, then so be it. If he doesn't like me, then there's no need for him to see me." About eight months later, it would have been Qing'er's 14th birthday. Many people were proposing marriage, and her father was checking on his daughter's inner beauty and finding a suitable in-law. However, Nangong Su didn't make a move at all. But this was not Nangong Su's fault. After Nangong Qing'er had a serious illness when she was 6, she seemed to have become a different person. She went from being rather aloof to being very lively, and it was as if she had forgotten everything. Many of her old habits had to be taught to her again, and she had to ask about many things from the past. The people in the manor only thought that Nangong Qing'er had grown up and didn't make a big deal out of it. However, when she was 13 years old, she accidentally fell into the pond. Even Grandpa Hu said that she couldn't be saved. It was the first time in so many years that Nangong Su stood in her room for so long, so long that everyone thought that the master was no longer in the young lady's room. But suddenly the master ran out in a panic, anxiously looking for Grandpa Hu, only to find out that Nangong Qing'er had actually come back to life! Thinking back to the beginning (Part 2) , it should have been a great joyous occasion, but Nangong Qing'er became completely different from before she was 6 years old, and completely different after she was 6 years old! She became very spoiled and spoiled, and said all day long that she was not Nangong Qing'er, and was very difficult to serve. Only one person did not care at all whether Nangong Qing'er was still the same as before, and always stayed with her, and that was Nangong Huang.

Gradually, everyone noticed that Nangong Qing'er had become more obedient, and this obedience manifested as her constant attempts to please Nangong Huang and stay by his side. Unlike in modern times, the Nangong family was different. Because Nangong Su had a child with a woman at a young age (when he was only 14), and the woman was a maid, she was never valued. The eldest son, Nangong Ye, therefore didn't want to have a casual marriage and refused almost all marriage proposals, saying he hoped to meet the one and only woman in his life and wouldn't take any more concubines. Fortunately, Nangong Su didn't mind and didn't interfere. The second young master, Nangong Yue, was exactly like Nangong Su, having many lovers and two concubines at only 17 years old.

Nangong Huang was only a few months older than Nangong Qing'er, so marriage was only mentioned then. Then, unexpectedly, Nangong Qing'er not only used every means to disrupt the arranged marriage, but also had relations with Nangong Huang on the night of their successful engagement! Nangong Su issued a death order regarding this matter: if word got out of the manor, whoever was responsible would be executed without mercy! Nangong Su knew all too well whose fault it was, but that was his and Mi'er's only daughter!

Although he was furious, he couldn't bring himself to do it. To cover things up and reduce rumors, he had Nangong Huang build his own territory in the south—Touxian Manor—and also told the outside world that Nangong Huang wanted to create another career before settling down. However, being separated from the Nangong family meant losing the right to compete for the Nangong family's heir. Nangong Huang repeatedly objected and argued about this, only to be met with Nangong Su's words: "Huang'er, you must know that this matter must be resolved, but I cannot lay a hand on Qing'er." Hearing this, Nangong Huang could only give up. As Nangong Su's son, he knew all too well his father's ruthless methods, and his cold and ruthless personality was something that all his sons greatly feared. Otherwise, they might not have been so "docile" and at his beck and call.

Originally, Nangong Huang didn't blame Nangong Qing'er, because he knew that in the cold and indifferent Nangong Mansion, one would feel lonely and seek solace. Given that Qing'er had always stayed secluded in her chambers, it was understandable that she might develop erroneous thoughts about him. He thought that perhaps when everyone criticized Qing'er's mistake, she would understand that it was wrong. However, Nangong Qing'er acted as if she already knew it was incest and was determined to do it! "Third

Brother

~~" Seeing Nangong Qing'er run to the Leisurely Villa to find him again, Nangong Huang gave her a forced smile, a bit of a headache. "Qing'er, why are you here again? Aren't you afraid Father will scold you, hmm?" Qing'er, her face sullen, leaned against the desk, looking at Nangong Huang: "No~ Don't the people in the Nangong Mansion all say Father doesn't like me? Since he doesn't like me, why should I like him?" Qing'er blinked at him. Nangong Huang looked at his sister, finding her increasingly adorable and charming. Perhaps he was beginning to understand why his father had taken Qing'er as soon as his mother saw her, ignoring all the other women in the mansion, including his own mother.

“You’re getting old. Instead of coming here every day, why don’t you learn to write and practice the zither so that your future husband will be satisfied!” Although Nangong Huang knew that night was a mistake, he couldn’t forget what happened that night when he saw Qing’er. He still couldn’t take his eyes off Qing’er’s beautiful face. This was why, even though he knew that his father hated Qing’er coming here every day, he still couldn’t seriously refuse Qing’er from coming to see him.

"Hmph! ~~Qing'er only wants Brother Huang, no other man can ever become Qing'er's husband!" Nangong Huang was shocked to hear this: "Qing'er, we are siblings, this is incest... this is wrong!" "Of course I know this is incest! But Qing'er is not Qing'er! I... I don't know how to explain it to you, Brother Huang, anyway, I just like you!" Upon hearing this, Nangong Huang immediately stood up, put his hands behind his back, and frowned: "Qing'er, don't be ridiculous! If I had known you had such thoughts, I wouldn't have been so good to you, letting Qing'er misunderstand!"

"Brother Huang... you, I... I like Brother Huang, so what if it's incest, I just want Brother Huang!" "Qing'er, you're still young, you don't understand at all. If you still think like this in five years, then talk to your brother..." Qing'er angrily grabbed the inkstone and slammed it against the door, muttering loudly: "Brother Huang, you don't understand at all! Qing'er won't live to see that day!" Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Nangong Huang said harshly: "Nonsense! Go back to the Nangong residence, your third brother doesn't want to see you again!"

“Brother Huang…!” Qing’er was shocked, her eyes filled with tears. Nangong Huang couldn’t bear to see Qing’er’s aggrieved look, so he turned around and said, “Go quickly! Third brother doesn’t want to see you!” Suddenly, Nangong Huang felt a wisp of powder fall in front of him. “This is… from that night!… Hmm!!” Nangong Huang instantly felt his body heat up rapidly. “Qing’er, you!!” Nangong Huang knew what this was, and felt a surge of anger in his chest. He wanted to retaliate, but unexpectedly, this anger made the drug’s effects even stronger. Turning around, he found Nangong Qing’er locking the door. “You!” Just as Nangong Huang was about to say something, Qing’er flew over and kissed him.

Nangong Qing’er looked into Nangong Huang’s eyes with teary eyes and said deeply, “Huang, in this life, I only ask that you don’t forget me, don’t forget me…” “Hmm!” Nangong Huang secretly thought that something was wrong. There was no antidote for this drug, and the more internal force he used to force it, the more violently it would take effect.

Nangong Qing'er skillfully removed Nangong Huang's shirt and took his penis into her mouth. "Ah! No!" Nangong Huang couldn't resist the intimacy at all. No matter who was in front of him, he had become a beast. His hands, which were meant to resist, instead comfortably gripped Qing'er's shoulders. Soon, Nangong Huang's clothes were all removed by Qing'er, while Qing'er remained fully clothed. He resisted the urge to remove her clothes, but his remaining reason told him: This is your own sister!

Qing'er saw that he was enduring, and thought she had to use a stronger approach. She pushed him towards the chair, kissing his forehead, his lips, and his Adam's apple. Nangong Huang was teased by her and became like a male prostitute. "No, Qing'er, brother begs you... ah!" Qing'er grabbed his penis and slowly rubbed it. "Hmm? What does my good brother beg me for?" "No, stop playing with me, brother, ah!" Nangong Huang trembled with suppressed desire. Qing'er's heart trembled. Seeing her beloved man so eager for her, her heart warmed, and she giggled, "Okay."

She lowered her head and took his penis into her mouth. "Ugh! Heaven!" Nangong Huang only wanted to control her head and thrust it into his desire. Qing'er sucked on his penis while playing with his nipples. "Ah, Qing'er, where did you learn all this... Ugh! Ah!" Qing'er shuddered at his words, tears welling up in her eyes. Seeing that she stopped moving, Nangong Huang grabbed her head and forced his desire deep into her mouth. "Ugh! Ugh!" Qing'er felt like vomiting as his penis was thrust into her throat, but for his sake, she skillfully shook her head. Nangong Huang closed his eyes tightly, feeling the pleasure growing stronger. "Ah! I'm going to cum! Ah!" Nangong Huang's hands dug into Qing'er's hair, his body trembling.

(Second part of the story)

After Nangong Huang ejaculated, he became much more sober. He looked at Qing'er, unsure of what to do. Qing'er spat out her semen, "Brother Huang, it's so thick..." Then, with hazy eyes, she looked up and swallowed the semen back into her mouth. Nangong Huang's reason had been completely eroded by her. He swallowed hard, but lacking experience, he didn't know what to do next. At this moment, Qing'er began to take off her clothes. Her skin was as white as snow, and her nipples were so pink and white. He stared at her rose-red lips

and kissed them uncontrollably. "Mmm~ Brother Huang." Nangong Huang was completely seduced by the woman's body before him. His sister, incest, all of that had vanished from his mind. He embraced Qing'er, sighed contentedly, and then pinched her breasts, flicking her nipples. "Ah~! Brother Huang, Qing'er feels so good." Nangong Huang swallowed and then leaned in to take her nipple into his mouth.

"Brother Huang, stop teasing Qing'er! Come in quickly." Seeing that her plan was working, Nangong Qing'er urged Nangong Huang. Hearing her say that, Nangong Huang could no longer restrain himself. He hurriedly placed her on the desk, holding his manhood and searching for the entrance, but he couldn't find it and was sweating profusely with anxiety. "Ah, Brother Huang, don't tease me... ah!" Before he could finish speaking, the eager Nangong Huang thrust in. "Ah!" "Ah!" The two groaned in satisfaction at the same time. "Hmm, Brother Huang, move faster!" "You're so lewd!" Qing'er was provoked by these words, her heart sinking to ice, but Nangong Huang began to thrust passionately. "Hmm! So comfortable, so tight!"

"Ugh! It hurts." Qing'er suddenly realized that this wasn't her own body anymore. She had been too hasty. But the man in front of her was becoming more and more engrossed in fucking her. "Ugh...so good, Qing'er's little hole is making brother feel so good, is Qing'er comfortable?" "Comfortable...ah!" Actually, Qing'er was already sweating from the pain, but for the man in front of her, the man she loved, she thought for a moment and then cupped Nangong Huang's face and kissed him.

Then she began what she 'instinctively knew' to do, and started moaning, "Ahhhhh~~ Brother Huang, so good, so good, hurry up and fuck my hole to pieces! Ahhhhh!" When Nangong Huang heard this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Qing'er while fucking her. Suddenly, he felt that he didn't understand this woman at all. He angrily held Qing'er still and thrust in hard. "No, no, ahhhhh Brother Huang, it's too fast, it hurts a little."

"Pain? Isn't this what you wanted, hmm?" "Ah, I..." Qing'er was speechless. Nangong Huang continued to ask, "Good sister, tell your brother how many people you've slept with?" "Ah, I..." Qing'er's eyes filled with tears again. "A lot, hmm?" Qing'er felt very wronged, but she was powerless to refute. "I..." Seeing her appearance, Nangong Huang thought she had already slept with everyone. Thinking that his innocent sister, whom he had always cherished and protected, was already so dirty, he didn't want to put all his cruelty and pain into his penis. "Ahhhhh, brother, I'm dying, I'm dying!! Be gentle, ah, I'm coming!" Qing'er's body convulsed. "Brother, ahhh, stop, it hurts so much, Brother Huang... stop..."

"I'll fuck you to death, you rotten bitch! Ahhh, I'm coming!" Qing'er turned her face away in pain, silently enduring the pain. "Yes, Qing'er is a rotten bitch, I... ah----" Hearing her say that, Nangong Huang fucked her even harder, then held her and trembled violently as he ejaculated.

(Part Two)

Nangong Huang looked at the woman in front of him, her vagina flowing with his semen, and couldn't compare her to the sister he had grown up with and who had encouraged him. He felt that such a beautiful dream had just shattered. Actually, her vagina was so tight, and he had seen her virginity that night. If it weren't for her behavior just now, he would have really thought she was so innocent.

But she was so knowledgeable about matters between men and women, and her body was covered in such lewd powder. Unable to convince herself that she didn't have another man, Nangong Huang silently clenched his fists and coldly said to her, "If you want a man, then your brother Huang will be your man, but you can't find another man. Your brother Huang hates unclean things. Let bygones be bygones, do you hear me?!" Still not fully recovered, Qing'er's eyes were filled with tears, but she smiled and said, "Okay, then Qing'er will be brother Huang's woman alone."

Later, Qing'er simply moved into the Touxian Villa. Fortunately, before moving in, Nangong Huang had been consulting his trusted confidants in the Nangong family, so nothing bad came of their affair. Nangong Su seemed unwilling to get involved anymore and simply remained silent. Nangong Huang, of course, knew how much his father had doted on Qing'er back then, but his perpetually cold attitude towards her made it no wonder Qing'er didn't want to be close to her father.

Strangely, Qing'er's health seemed to have been deteriorating ever since she moved into the Leisurely Mountain Villa. She was always drawing and writing things on paper that were neither clearly objects nor words. "What is Qing'er doing?" Seeing her brother Huang arrive, Qing'er rushed over and hugged him, giggling, "Writing!" Nangong Huang habitually frowned: "Words? These don't look like words at all. And you, after all these years of studying, still can't read. Now you're writing these square things that I don't know what they are."

Qing'er smiled without saying a word. In this era, pictographs were still used. Although they were pictographs, it was hard to guess what these "words" were if they weren't clearly pictures or characters. "Brother Huang, you must remember me, remember how passionately Qing'er loves you." During this time, Nangong Huang had gradually stopped fooling around with his younger sister. If he was initially disappointed and angry with her, now he genuinely began to develop romantic feelings for her. He hugged Qing'er, inhaling her scent, "Qing'er has always been by my side, how could I forget?"

Everything was fine until one day... "What are you doing?!"

Nangong

Huang roared angrily at the embracing couple. "Brother Huang, we're not!" It's not what you think! But the necklace she made for him got caught on his subordinate, causing him to fall into the man's arms. The man was very anxious, but the more anxious he was, the less he could untangle it.

At this moment, the furious Nangong Huang rushed over and pried the two apart. Nangong Qing'er was thrown heavily to the ground. Nangong Huang coldly looked down at her. Just as she was about to speak, Nangong Huang's icy voice rang out above her, "You shameless bitch, whore! I just went out of the manor to run some errands, and when I came back, I found you eagerly throwing yourself into my subordinate's arms!" "I!" Before she could explain, Qing'er coughed incessantly, but Nangong Huang had already turned to kill the subordinate. Qing'er realized with horror that she was coughing up blood!

She closed her eyes in distress, crawling to tug at Nangong Huang's robes. "Brother Huang, don't be angry. He was just someone I bothered when I was lonely. He didn't agree. If he had, he would be in my room by now." "You! You bitch!!!" Nangong Huang kicked her hard. Then he saw the blood she had secretly wiped on her body and thought he had injured her. He was about to check on her, but then he remembered that his "own sister" had cheated on him, so he said harshly to his subordinate, "You! From now on, you don't need to go on missions. Stay in the manor and clean!" The subordinate wanted to explain, but seeing that his mistress had given him a way out, he knew that his punishment was already very light, so he immediately obeyed, "Yes!"

"I said I hate 'dirty' things. From now on, I will only treat you like a prostitute. You will have to bear the consequences of your mistakes." After Nangong Huang finished speaking coldly, he ordered someone to send her back to the Nangong manor. Qing'er knew that she probably couldn't stay in this space anymore. Her mind went blank. She had no choice but to accept everything from Nangong Huang.

Back at the Nangong residence, Qing'er stumbled upon Nangong Yue, finally regaining some of her composure from the agonizing ordeal: "Second Brother..." "Qing'er? Weren't you at the Leisure Manor pestering Third Brother..." Before he could finish, Qing'er hugged him tightly. "Brother, just a little while, just a little while." Although Nangong Yue wasn't as close to Qing'er as his third brother, his mother had once said that he had received kindness from Qing'er's mother, and he would take care of her if he could. He could only let Qing'er cry until her clothes were soaked.

He didn't know when Qing'er stopped crying, only that when he felt it had been too long, Qing'er had fallen asleep against him, exhausted. Helplessly, he carried her to her room. As he looked at her sleeping face, he was mesmerized. What a delicate beauty, with a pink nose and rose-colored lips. He swallowed hard, stroking her cheek with his fingers. Qing'er murmured something, and he was startled. Good heavens, what was he doing? He withdrew his finger and immediately left.

The next day, when Qing'er jokingly said that her third brother had bullied her, he fiercely forbade her from going to see him again. But Qing'er knew she could never forget Nangong Huang, so whenever rumors spread that he had gone off to have a good time or was getting close to some famous courtesan, she felt incredibly distressed. Whenever Nangong Huang sought her out like a prostitute, she couldn't help but go.

And her second brother always managed to find her. Gradually, when everyone noticed her health was deteriorating, she decided to go to Nangong Huang one last time. She hoped to leave by his side. To prevent her second brother from finding her, she cultivated many connections and concealed her whereabouts. By the time her second brother found her, perhaps she would no longer be "her," haha.

“Brother Huang…” When Nangong Huang saw her, he frowned again as usual. “You look so haggard.” “Brother Huang, please hold me, please hold me again!” Nangong Huang’s attitude towards her had long since changed. He sneered coldly. She was already almost sick, yet she was still so lewd. What a slut. “Okay.”

Qing’er giggled. “Thank you, Brother Huang~” But Nangong Huang was not as gentle as Qing’er had hoped. He led Qing’er into the artificial hill in the pond. “Brother Huang?” “Hmph, since you’re in such a hurry, then let’s do it here.” “I…” Qing’er closed her eyes in despair. Nangong Huang was no longer the man she could control. He tore open her clothes and stroked her neck ring, the “mark” he had given her when she said she wanted to be his sex slave. From that moment on, he had never kissed her lips again. He slowly kissed down her neck and took her nipple into his mouth.

"Ah! Brother Huang..." Qing'er hugged his head. Nangong Huang inserted his finger into her still wet opening. "It hurts!" Nangong Huang didn't pay much attention. "Just bear with it." "Mmm..." Qing'er groaned in pain, and finally had to put her finger in her mouth. Seeing this, Nangong Huang put his finger into her mouth. "Use your hand to serve me!" "Mmm, ah~" Qing'er's opening slowly became wet, and she trembled slightly as she stroked his penis. "Is it comfortable? Hmm?" Qing'er shook her head in pleasure: "Comfortable, ahhh, so comfortable, Brother Huang, Huang..."

Seeing her like this, Nangong Huang said disdainfully: "Then help me have some pleasure too." After saying that, he pressed her head down and placed his thick penis on her bright red lips. Qing'er looked at it hazily for a while, then opened her mouth and swallowed it. Nangong Huang couldn't wait to grab her hair with his palm, controlling her speed, and squinted as he murmured: "Mmm! Eat more." He then plunged his penis deep into her throat.

Tears welled in Qing'er's eyes, and she felt a strong urge to vomit. She could only press down on Nangong Huang's thigh, shaking her head in slight resistance.

Seeing her resistance, Nangong Huang impatiently pulled her up. "Hmph, if you didn't want it, you'd be so weak." He withdrew his fingers, supporting her, and then used his other hand to grasp his penis, searching for her opening. "Mmm! So comfortable!" He deeply inserted it into Qing'er's opening and began to manipulate it.

"Ah...ah..." "Shh! A slut is a slut. Are you trying to seduce other men by moaning so loudly?!" Nangong Huang covered her rose-like mouth. "Mmm..." Qing'er was in unbearable pain and could only bite his shoulder, her body swaying with his rhythm. "Ah...mmm..." "Ah, so comfortable, you stinking bitch, uh..."

The entire artificial hill was filled with the sounds of lewd flesh slapping. "Mmm, so comfortable, faster."

"Okay, brother will give it to you right away. " "After saying that, he quickly thrust in and out, rubbing her opening with a squelching sound. "Mmm mmm mmm!!" Qing'er bit him, afraid of hurting him, so she could only tightly grip his clothes with her hands. Nangong Huang only cared about enjoying himself and vigorously slapped Qing'er's buttocks. "I'm going to cum, is it okay if I cum inside?"

Qing'er was about to climax and shouted, "Ah ah, Brother Huang, cum inside, I'm going to come, I'm going to come, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!" "Mmm!" After Bai Zhuo entered, Nangong Huang breathed heavily and hugged her. He felt that she was very different today. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Ayi calling him from outside: "Third Master, Master Yan is here to see you. He said he has something important to discuss." Ayi was also very sensible. She knew that Third Master did not like others to approach when Miss came. After announcing the arrival, she left.

"

Then I'm leaving. You can pack up yourself." "Nangong Huang finished tidying up and said coldly. Actually, he wasn't unaware of how Qing'er had treated him these past few days. He felt she hadn't done anything to wrong him, and she had been very obedient. If she lowered her head, he would consider forgiving her. Who knew she would rather be like a harlot, at his beck and call? He had gradually lost his patience. Since she liked being a prostitute, then let her be a whore.

"Okay..." At this moment, Qing'er was already feeling extremely dizzy. If she knew her fate, she believed she would never let him leave now, no matter how much she begged him. "Brother Huang..." "Is there anything else?" "I, I have something to tell you. I'll wait for you in the room when you're done." What was originally a nice sentence was misinterpreted by Nangong Huang as Nangong Qing'er not having had enough. "I might not be free today. I have to go on a social engagement. I might go to Qingxiang Pavilion." He didn't even wait for Qing'er to finish speaking before turning around and leaving.

"Hey!" Qing'er stared blankly in the direction he left, feeling increasingly dizzy, to the point where she couldn't stand up. "Oh no!" She struggled to control her body. After finally managing to compose herself, she immediately stepped out from behind the artificial hill and called out, "Ayi, Ayi?" Ayi obediently came to her side. "Yes! What are your orders, Miss?" "Ayi, quickly tell Brother Huang that I have something to tell him right now, you..." Qing'er gasped for breath. "Miss?" Ayi noticed Qing'er's distress. "I'm fine... I... you go and tell Brother Huang!" "Yes!"

Qing'er prepared to turn around and go to the nearest pavilion where she could sit. If she continued like this, she wouldn't even have the strength to stand. As she slowly dragged herself along, Ayi said from behind, "Um, Miss, should I go and inform Grandpa Hu first?" Qing'er turned around, touched, and flashed a big smile, which made Ayi swoon. "No need, go find Brother Huang quickly, thank you, Ayi." "Yes!" "Qing'er knew that Ayi was an obedient child, otherwise she would have used her last bit of strength to repeatedly tell her not to go to Grandpa Hu, otherwise it would have delayed her conversation with Brother Huang...

She thought to herself as she struggled to drag her body, which was almost out of control.

…

"Oh?" Nangong Huang raised an eyebrow as he listened to Ayi's words, "Then let her 'wait'. I have something to do now and cannot go." "Yes!" Ayi thought for a moment and then added, "Miss seems to be feeling very unwell." "Oh? Did she tell you to say that?" Ayi lowered her head. "No…" "I remember Ayi is very well-behaved and never says anything unnecessary." "Yes!" Ayi withdrew. Ayi sighed inwardly. They were all family; why torment each other like this? Now, she could only tell the young lady first, and then have her take a good look at Grandpa Hu.

Qing'er waited and waited in the pavilion, but Nangong Huang didn't return. A wave of sorrow washed over her. So this was fate, so this was love, so this was life. Qing'er's heart sank. Finally, she saw Ayi running towards her from afar. "Miss…Miss!" Ayi gasped for breath. Qing'er understood that Ayi didn't want her to wait too long. She had been with Nangong Huang for so long, yet she had never noticed this little girl, so sensible and obedient. Upon closer inspection, she was quite pretty. Qing'er felt a deep sadness, realizing she had left too soon, with so many regrets.

"Miss, Third Master said to return as soon as things are settled tonight." Ayi always relayed messages, but today she felt particularly sorry for the young lady and unconsciously leaned towards the answer the young lady wanted. "Tonight…hehe, Ayi, could you do me a favor?" "Miss, just give your orders. There's no need to ask my opinion." Qing'er looked at Ayi for a while and then said, "Come closer." Ayi moved closer upon hearing this. "Come closer." "Miss, this..." After Ayi came closer, Qing'er hugged her. She couldn't hold on any longer. Her heart was so bitter and sorrowful. There were so many pitiful people in the world. Wasn't she already doing well?

Ayi felt that her mistress was trembling and seemed to be crying. She dared not move any further. After a while, Qing'er wiped away her tears and said with a bitter smile, "Ayi, please fetch me some paper, ink, brush, and inkstone." "Yes!" Ayi hurriedly went to fetch them. When she returned, she saw her mistress leaning against a pillar in the pavilion, seemingly asleep. She was startled. "Miss! I've brought them!" "Qing'er struggled to open her eyes, forcing a smile to try and appear less weak. She quickly wrote something down, then tore it into several pieces and told Ayi, "Place these under the bed in Qinhua Pavilion, in the drawers, in the kitchen..." Ayi was confused, not understanding why her mistress wanted her to do this, but she always obeyed, so she readily agreed. After giving her instructions, Qing'er closed her eyes, the words escaping from her lips: "Ayi, I'm going to rest for a while. Do what I told you to do, then come back." "Yes!" "Wait!" "What else does Miss require?" "Ayi, don't tell anyone about this." After thinking for a moment, she decided it was alright and said, "Never mind, try not to mention it unless necessary. Go." "Yes!" "

Qing'er could no longer open her eyes. A gentle breeze blew through the pavilion, and her heart followed the wind—Nangong...Huang.

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Ayi finally put down the note and rushed back to report. "Miss??" Not seeing her mistress in the pavilion, Ayi circled the lake, but still couldn't find her. She grew increasingly worried; she had just returned from her mistress's room. Her mistress couldn't have gone back to her room... Just as she was thinking this, Ayi's eyes widened: "Miss...Miss?! ...

"What did you say?! Miss fell into the lake?!" Nangong Huang stood up in disbelief. When she was little, her fall into the lake had worried the entire household! Fortunately, Qing'er only faked her death; otherwise, he would have lost a close companion. After everyone was worried, they forbade her to go near the lake. But when she woke up, she disdainfully said she could swim and even said she would swim to show everyone. However, when she saw the lake, she scoffed, "It's so dirty, forget it!" Everyone just thought she was joking.

Now she had fallen into the lake again. He wondered if she was alright this time. But then he thought the lake wasn't very deep, so she should be fine. "So, what's the situation?" After calming down, Nangong Huang didn't want to appear too concerned in front of everyone, so he sat down and said coldly, "I apologize, everyone, my little sister is naturally mischievous..." "Reporting, Master!" Nangong Huang frowned at his subordinate, "Speak." "After Qing'er was pulled out, she... she hasn't been breathing at all."

Nangong Huang gasped, not even knowing how he got to her. He gazed at her peaceful, sleeping form, and with a trembling hand, reached towards Qing'er's nose, only to withdraw it just before it touched the tip. He took a few deep breaths, then reached in again, pressing his hand against her forehead instead, supporting her there before closing his eyes and remaining still. Inside the room, Ayi, Doctor Hu, and the others dared not breathe, fearing that Nangong Huang might break down—something no one could stop.

"She..." Nangong Huang took a deep breath before continuing, "Who was beside her when she fell into the water?" Ayi cursed inwardly, but could only grit her teeth and kneel forward, saying, "It was this servant." "You mean, how could you not know when such a grown person fell into the water?!" Ayi felt Nangong Huang's voice trembling. Terrified, Ayi immediately knelt down, "This servant deserves to die! This servant deserves to die! Please punish me, Third Master!"

"Punish me?!" Nangong Huang raised his voice, looking at Ayi's trembling kneeling figure, and sneered, "I thought you were sensible and obedient, quick-witted, but it seems I was wrong to trust you." Ayi's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and she dared not breathe. She wanted to say that she had been ordered by her master to do something else, but her master had said before leaving that she couldn't say it, and she couldn't say it. Now it seemed that she was in grave danger and could only leave it to fate. "This servant is willing to accept any punishment."

Nangong Huang looked at Ayi, and after what seemed like an eternity, he finally uttered, "These days, you continue to take care of Qing'er as usual. If she wakes up, notify me immediately. If she wakes up and then disappears, I want everyone in charge of Qinhua Pavilion to die!" He then turned and left without looking back. Nangong Huang knew all too well that if he didn't leave, he would stand guard like a fool, constantly trying to confirm that she was truly lifeless. He had no choice but to deceive himself like this. Heh. After

returning to the manor

and sending Grandpa Hu back to the medical pavilion, Ayi recalled how incredibly close it was when her mistress woke up! Her life had suddenly gone from nothing to something, and it had only taken a day. Seeing how furious the Third Master had been that day, she was surprised to see that even after her mistress woke up, he remained the same. She wondered when he would ever calm down. She sighed helplessly and headed towards Qinhua Pavilion, fearing that something else might happen while she was away, which would be a huge problem.

Nangong Huang had been sitting by the bedside ever since she fainted, afraid she would cause trouble again. During this time, he repeatedly wondered what he had done wrong to deserve such treatment. Although he hadn't liked her previous personality, considering her obedience and the warmth she had given him during their childhood, she couldn't just abandon him like this! What angered him more was that after waking up, she pretended not to recognize him and even hit him! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grind his teeth.

Si Cai felt a cold wind blowing in her face. At first, she tried to ignore it, but it grew colder and colder, so she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a magnified version of the handsome man in purple—uh, Nangong Huang? She could only look at him with a wronged expression, then remembered that she seemed to have been…forced by him! And

you still have the nerve to stare at me so fiercely?! Qing'er glared back at him. "Hmph, this man! He's a real scoundrel! And he even claims to be this body's brother!" Since he's the older brother, how could he treat his younger sister like that…? Qing'er suddenly became very shy, her momentum instantly weakening, and she could only turn her head away, ignoring him.

Nangong Huang was startled, “Oh? You, you're shy?” “No way! Shy my foot! Why… why! Why… why be shy…” The more she spoke, the more it sounded like that, and Si Cai was furious; just seeing him annoyed her! “I'm telling you! Even if you're my brother, you can't stay in a woman's room all the time!” Nangong Huang laughed loudly: “But my lovely ‘little sister,’ what part of your body haven't I seen? Even the thing hanging around your neck is a symbol of my sex slave, why can't I be in your room? Hehe, my little Qing'er is too immersed in the role, has she really lost her memory? Doesn't she really recognize her brother?” Sex… sex what?!

“You’re a pervert! ‘Qing’er’ is a pervert too! You’re all perverts! How can siblings be like this! How…” Si Cai cried out shyly. Nangong Huang suddenly stopped laughing, his face turning gloomy in an instant. He sneered, “Me, a pervert? If it weren’t for you, how would I be who I am today? You’re going to hell, and you want to drag me down with you. Speaking of hatred, perhaps you haven’t even figured out who should hate whom.”

Si Cai stared at him with wide eyes, never expecting that the owner of this body… would be so unconventional. Um… Nangong Huang thought for a moment and suddenly stood up, his expression turning disdainful again. “Anyway, I’m going back first. Tomorrow I’ll take you back to the Nangong Manor. I’m going back!”

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Having finished narrating the love affairs of 'Qing'er,' who isn't the female lead, we'll now begin the female lead's transmigration journey. For ease of understanding, the female lead will be referred to as "I" below .

=== ... Nangong Huang looked at me and said to Nangong Su, "I believe Father has also heard about this incident." Seeing that Nangong Su did not respond, Nangong Huang continued, "After Qing'er woke up, she had no memory again." "Oh?" "The matter is like this... " Oh? You mean Qing'er's 'body' is abnormal?" Nangong Su's attitude finally softened, and he fixed his gaze on me. Was there something on my face? I quickly rubbed it. Uh, I didn't see wrong, did I? Nangong Su seemed to give a half-smile. " Yes, when I was still young, Qing'er was already unusually mature, and she was aloof and had no inappropriate thoughts. After her 'resurrection' from a serious illness when she was 6 years old, her personality changed drastically. At first, I didn't pay attention, but in the past 6 years, I have felt it deeply. Although I felt something was wrong, I also thought, as everyone thinks, that Qing'er may have 'grown up'." When Qing'er woke up at the age of 13 after accidentally falling into the water, she had become a different person. She hadn't expected 'that incident' to happen in such a convoluted and bizarre way. The child thought…” Nangong Su's expression grew increasingly serious as he listened, then he stared at me. I had no choice but to speak up: “I have amnesia, but that doesn't mean being stared at like this is comfortable…” “Hehehehehe!” Nangong Huang looked at his father in surprise, seeing him laugh so loudly for the first time. “What’s so funny…?” I pouted, my eyes darting around: “You’re my father?” Nangong Su’s smile deepened when he heard me ask that. “Guess?” “What’s there to guess? Third Brother calls you Father, and I’m Third Brother’s sister, so naturally you’re my father…” “Oh, since Qing'er is so certain, why ask?” “I just wanted to chime in…”

"Qing'er, come here." Nangong Su waved his hand, and I froze. It was the first time a father had called me so affectionately. I felt strange, but I still obediently listened. After all, I was only pretending to have amnesia, not 'pretending' to have transmigrated, so I should still maintain a semblance of feigned ignorance. "Yes!" I obediently walked over, but I didn't notice the burning fire in Nangong Huang's eyes. Nangong Su looked at me carefully, and when he saw that I was about to cause trouble again, he turned to Nangong Huang and said, "Continue." "Yes!" "

Including this time, Qing'er has 'died and come back to life' three times. When she was an infant, Father only thought it was because Qing'er was weak. Before she was six years old, Qing'er was still too young to make a comparison. But the last two times, each time she 'died and came back to life,' her personality changed drastically, which made it hard not to suspect. People can lose their memory, but amnesia does not affect their temperament. I wonder if Father agrees?" Nangong Su nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

"Then, Father, can I conclude that Qing'er was not 'Qing'er' herself when she was an infant?" It took immense courage for Nangong Huang to utter these words; I could roughly gauge it from the icy atmosphere I felt beside Nangong Su.

So much time had passed, and I was just wondering whether to interject when Nangong Su coldly asked, "You just want to come back, why go to such lengths, making baseless accusations to test my attitude?" "Your son did not, please understand, Father. This suspicion is the result of careful consideration, not baseless speculation." "Ha, your so-called careful consideration is nothing more than the reason that Qing'er no longer loves you after waking up."

Nangong Huang's heart clenched, and he immediately knelt down, "Your son dares not."

Hey, hey, hey, I'm right here... What does it matter to his speculation whether my former body's owner liked him or not? And I think what he said makes a lot of sense. Like, how did I suddenly come here? I used to…

“Ouch!” It hurts so much. My head hurts so much just thinking about the past, and I’m finding that I can’t remember things from the past anymore! “Qing’er?” Nangong Su touched my head. “Are you alright?” I panicked, but I couldn’t say anything. “Daddy, my head, my head hurts so much.” Maybe it’s because I lacked fatherly love. It’s rare to have a father. My tone revealed a spoiled tone that I never dared to imagine in my previous life.

“Oh? Then how about ‘Daddy’ accompanies you back to your room to rest?” “Father!” Nangong Huang shouted. “Hmm?” Nangong Su raised an eyebrow at him. Nangong Huang immediately lowered his head and stopped talking. Hehe~ The way the father and son raised their eyebrows was quite a sight. On the
way

back to my room with my father, I realized that the Nangong Mansion was really big. If my father hadn’t introduced it to me along the way, I wouldn’t have known that ancient courtyards had so many intricacies and so many novelties. It seems that people today only have a tiny fraction of the inheritance of ancient aesthetics. I looked around curiously, feeling happy and excited, like reliving the feeling of my dad taking me to the park when I was a child. Even though he's my dad, he doesn't seem old at all. I was so nervous from his stare earlier that I didn't get a good look at him! He was dressed entirely in black, but there were gold patterns sewn onto the collar and cuffs. His face had almost no wrinkles. He had a long face, double eyelids, and a cold, stern air about him. His nose was high and straight, just like Nangong Huang's, but he was much more handsome! I'm so lucky to have such a handsome dad!

Back in my room, I was exhausted. I quickly sat on the bed, and my dad looked at me with his handsome eyebrows raised. I patted the person next to me playfully, gesturing for him to sit down. He lowered his eyebrows, slowly walked over, and then seemed to hesitate about whether to sit down. I turned to look at him, grabbed his sleeve, and pulled him down to sit. My father, sitting down, seemed a little embarrassed. I quickly interrupted this awkward situation and asked, "Father! How old am I?" "What, didn't you ask Huang'er when Qing'er woke up?" I lowered my head, blushing, and said annoyingly, "I almost forgot! But then I suddenly remembered: 'I... at the time, I was too surprised by the unfamiliar environment, and I spent all my time getting to know me, so I forgot for a moment.'"

Nangong Su naturally knew what had happened, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only say, "In two months, on the fourteenth, it will be your 16th birthday." Oh my god! I'm that young! In modern times, I should still be in my first year of high school! I... "Ah!" "Qing'er, what's wrong?!" I held my head. No, I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the more my head hurts, to the point that my ears are ringing. I wanted to shake my head and say I was fine, but my head hurt so much. I wanted to say my head hurt, but I couldn't make a sound, so I could only slowly fall backward. "Qing'er??" I vaguely felt someone calling me to bed. Even after I covered myself with the blanket, there was still a dark figure blocking the sunlight in front of me.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I felt a warm, large hand stroking my cheek. "Mi'er... Mi'er..." Who's there? Who's kissing me? ...

Ah!! ~~ I stretched, feeling like I'd slept for ages, so comfortable! I glanced around the room and was shocked to find that the little sister who had served me at the Leisure Manor was practically one with the inanimate objects in the room. Startled, I patted my chest and asked, "Little sister, what time is it?" Seeing her confused look, I had to change my approach: "Is it morning, noon, or..." Looking at the sun outside, it couldn't be night... "Replying to Miss, it's almost noon." Good heavens! That late! People in ancient times got up very early, so she must have been standing for a long time!

"Little sister, what's your name?" "Replying to Miss, my name is Ayi. 'Yi' means 'to rely on,' and it means 'to live according to one's master.'" Ayi answered respectfully. I frowned. There really isn't a shred of democracy and equality in this era. "Ayi, may I change your name?" "This servant is at the service of my master. Miss, whatever name you like is fine." I originally wanted to change her name to change her mood, but it seems that's just a temporary fix. "Alright, alright, why are you so submissive? From now on, if I don't get up, you don't have to guard me." "

Replying to Miss, Miss, you've been frail since childhood. Except when you first fall asleep, we servants guard you until you fall asleep. If anything were to happen to you, we servants couldn't bear the responsibility." Oh dear! Watching them kneel and kneel, I really wanted to give each of them a pair of "easy-to-kneel" shoes.

...

"Father! Good morning~~" I saw Father sitting with several young men, so I went over to greet him. "Oh, so Nangong Huang's here too. I can't be bothered with him. Humph, serves him right for bullying me so soon after we met." Daddy turned and smiled slightly at me. After sitting down, I noticed two men I'd never seen before. One had a fox-like face and double eyelids, but his eyes were upturned at the corners, making him look like a handsome fox—or rather, a bit like a cat! Quite cute! The other had standard double eyelids, probably inherited from his mother. He looked somewhat like a woman, with a gentle and soft demeanor, and such fair skin! Almost as pretty as me.

I smiled at everyone, except Nangong Huang! "Good morning, little sister~" Big Cat smiled at me. "Good morning~ what's your name?" "Oh~~" Oh what? I raised an eyebrow at him, wondering if my raised eyebrow resembled Daddy's. Hehe.

"The rumors seem true. Hehe." Big Cat smiled to hide his embarrassment and then fell silent. Everyone at the table was quiet. "Gurgle~~~" My stomach rumbled at the most inopportune moment... "I..." "Qing'er must be hungry, Ah Shun, cook a fresh meal." I immediately waved my hand: "No need, no need! Just heat up the leftovers, after all, I was too sleepy to get up." Father looked at me and didn't say anything. At this moment, the gentle and soft-spoken young master glanced at Father and immediately understood: "Little sister was too sleepy, there's no leftovers left. If you can't finish them, give them to the servants." I thought about it, if I can't finish them, I can give them to the servants. Okay, I immediately nodded and added: "Hurry up!" Big Cat covered his mouth and laughed again, "Little sister gets bolder and bolder every time she 'wakes up'. If there's a next time, who knows how lawless she'll become."

"Yue'er." Father didn't even glance at Nangong Yue, his imposing presence suffocating her. Nangong Yue immediately knew better and changed the subject: "Little sister, let me introduce you~ This is your eldest brother, Nangong Ye, and I'm your second brother, Nangong Yue. This is..." I glanced at Nangong Huang and interrupted him: "No need for introductions." Nangong Huang gave me a cold look and then fell silent. Strange, he was so arrogant and fierce at the Leisure Manor, why is he acting like a docile little slut now? Nangong Ye smiled: "Second brother is really biased. I'm the eldest brother, and you're 'Qing'er's' second brother?" Nangong Yue chuckled awkwardly: "Eldest brother is our eldest brother, second brother is just Qing'er's..." Nangong Yue glanced at Nangong Huang: "And the second brother of third brother." Nangong Ye also smiled and remained silent.

Oh dear, what kind of atmosphere is this? It's so strange. Luckily, my food arrived at the perfect time. I quickly grabbed a bite with my chopsticks—it was so delicious! Then I frantically shoveled rice into my mouth, completely oblivious to everything else. At that moment, Father was looking at me with gentle eyes, while the three brothers looked at Father with surprised yet hesitant expressions.

After we finished eating, we sat at the table in silence. Unable to bear the suffocating atmosphere any longer, I suggested, "Let's go out and play!"

Nangong Ye spoke up first with a gentle smile. "Little sister, you don't know, but the rules here are that unmarried women can't go out." Nangong Yue quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, little sister, why don't we find someone to help us first?" "Yue'er is becoming more and more unruly!" Father's tone was unusually harsh for some reason, and Nangong Yue immediately felt embarrassed. Okay, I have to defuse the situation again!

"Qing'er doesn't want to get married yet. I haven't even properly enjoyed the family life Father has given me, right, Father~?" "Hmm!" Father looked at me and smiled, "After all, daughters are better than your increasingly unruly brothers." "Hehe! So Father, you're allowing me to go out and play?" I quickly flattered him. "Not that it's impossible, but..." "But what?~" I quickly widened my eyes and stared intently at Father, almost wagging my tail! Thinking that I've come all this way, and I'm getting married! I haven't even seen the sights yet!

Father looked at me, a smile playing on his lips, "But Qing'er needs to dress up as a man." Dress up as a man? I pouted, okay, dressing up as a man is better than being bored to death at home! "Fine!"

"Father! You said dressing up as a man, but you didn't say I have to disguise myself!!!" I roared loudly.

Starting again,

"Father! You said dressing up as a man, but you didn't say I have to disguise myself!!!" I roared loudly.

It wasn't my father who entered, but Nangong Huang. He dismissed several masters and servants with a glance, then gave me the same disdainful look he'd given me at the Leisure Manor. "How about it? You're not interested in currying favor with me this time, so you've seduced Nangong Su instead!" I had no interest in him and didn't want to pay him any attention. I continued to fix my disguised, handsome face in the bronze mirror, only to be violently pulled up by someone. "What are you doing! It hurts! Let go of me! You jerk!" "I won't allow you to ignore me!"

Hmph, I turned my face away, still not wanting to acknowledge him, but Nangong Huang... He continued, his words dripping with sarcasm, "What? Didn't you say before that our incestuous relationship was perverted and disgusting?! Now you've got yourself into this, clinging to Father!" I'd dismissed it as a slip of the tongue the first time, but this time I heard him clearly. "What are you saying?! Do you think everyone is as despicable as you?! I just lacked fatherly love and wanted to be close to Father!" "Oh? May I ask, since you have amnesia, how do you know you lacked fatherly love 'from childhood,' hmm?" "I!..." Indeed, I was faking amnesia; I didn't come from another world... How about that!

Now you can't defend yourself, can you?!" I angrily pushed him away: "Yes! I was already rendered speechless by your accusations the moment I woke up, why wait until now? I think the entire Nangong family combined couldn't out-argue you! Alright? Since you're so eloquent, why didn't you dare utter a sound in front of Father?!" "

Nangong Huang's face turned ashen with rage. 'Nangong Qing'er, don't try any tricks on me! You drugged me and seduced me in every way, that's why I'm in this state today. You have the guts to be so quick-witted, but why don't you admit that my current predicament is your doing?!' Although Nangong Huang also suspected that Qing'er wasn't the real 'Qing'er,' the identical face before him still infuriated him.

'I!' Before I could even speak, Nangong Huang continued his barrage: 'If Nangong Su hadn't protected you back then, I wouldn't be in this situation. I'm back in my own home, but I have to act like a dog!?'

Seeing the hatred flashing in Nangong Huang's eyes, I could only fawn over him: 'Good Third Brother, I really don't remember anything from before. If I've offended you, please forgive me... Ah !'" "

Nangong Huang pressed me down onto the dressing table, pressing my shoulders down hard. I could only smile ingratiatingly again, 'Third Brother~ Brother, don't do this!' Nangong Huang stared at me intently for a while. My back ached from holding me up, and just as I tried to move, he leaned in and kissed my lips. Good heavens, with such a handsome face right now! How could he kiss me like that!?

'Hmm! No!!' I tried to break free, but a woman's strength is no match for his. Plus, I knew he was angry, so I quickly racked my brains, 'Third Brother, no! Father and the others will be coming in soon!...' 'Does little sister really think Third Brother is so stupid that he wouldn't consider this before entering your room?' Nangong Huang pinched my chin with a disdainful smile. I thought to myself: I'm doomed! Suddenly, an idea struck me, and I slammed my knee into his groin.

'Ah! ------' Nangong Huang fell backward, landing heavily on the ground, head down, motionless. 'Miss?'" "Third Master?" Ayi asked respectfully from outside the door. "Good Ayi~ Third Brother is alright, he just bumped into the corner of the table! Come in quickly!" I took the opportunity to quickly find someone to come in. "Yes!" Hearing Ayi's approaching footsteps, Nangong Huang slowly sat up, groaning in pain, "Damn it!!" He was only able to straighten up slowly. I didn't dare to look at him at all. His cry just now sounded like he had been castrated. I was afraid that if I looked at him now, he would kill me with his eyes!

After Ayi came in, she saw that Third Master's face seemed bad, so she asked, "Is Third Master alright?" I quickly replied, "Third Brother seems to have bumped into something. Quickly go find Grandpa Hu to take a look at him. Should we apply some medicine?" Ayi immediately replied, "Yes!" when she heard that it was so serious that she needed to find Grandpa Hu. She was about to leave when Nangong Huang took a deep breath and said, "No need, I'm fine." Then he turned to me and said, "It seems our young lady has 'really' lost her memory. I should also teach her some manners. Ayi, please step aside." "Yes!" Ugh! He sent Ayi away again, but since I had no excuse, I had to give up. I suppose he wasn't in the mood to tease me like a wild beast for the time being!

Nangong Huang moved a stool and sat down next to me. Not being good at getting close to men, I immediately stood up and sat at the tea table. He glared at me again, seemingly not intending to come over. I then said, "Speak, what are the rules now?" "I'm sorry."

Huh? This lecherous 'brother' actually apologized to me? Looking closely at his sincere face, I stammered, "Okay... actually, if you hadn't... treated me like that, I... would have forgiven you." He looked at me silently for a while and said, "I was rash. Perhaps you are no longer 'her.' If I were rude to you, it would be no different from her." I chuckled. "So, you're saying a grown man like you got taken advantage of by a girl?"

Seeing the gloom return to his face, I quickly said, "That's true! I don't remember anything. If you were to... do that to me, it wouldn't be good for either of us. Besides, now that I know you're my brother, there's no way we could... Since I don't remember anything, and you don't like how we used to get along... then, how about we start over?"

Nangong Huang seemed to be pondering my words, muttering to himself, "Start over...?"

"Yes~~" I continued, "Dad said I'm 16 this year, but I've forgotten everything before I was 16. So from today onwards, I'm truly starting to live my own life, right?" Nangong Huang looked at me without speaking. I continued, "That's right! So because of this, my relationships with everyone should be reshuffled, and we should start over!" "Nangong Huang looked at me with those watery eyes, and I was almost drawn in! He's so handsome when he's silent~ Actually, he's not bad when he's not too unreasonable to me~

"You just said you lacked fatherly love growing up?" Nangong Huang asked a completely unrelated question. Thinking of this, I lowered my eyes: "Yes..." Then I realized something was wrong! "Ah! No... I mean..." Ah! My brain is completely blank; I can't think of any way to avoid that question.

He resumed his disdainful expression: "No need to explain. You can't still be the same Qing'er. I'm not that interested in your past. But now that you're Nangong Qing'er, I hope you can do your role well." I looked at him in surprise, speechless. "Let's take things one step at a time. If you don't understand something, you can ask me. As for the others—" Nangong Huang thought for a moment: "What you think of the others is up to you." After saying that, he went out.

A budding romance .

I was stunned for a moment. What? Since they knew I wasn't Nangong Qing'er, they let me go so easily?! He was the first person in this ancient world to know I wasn't Nangong Qing'er. Would others gradually find out too? Sigh, I wonder if they could accept this like Nangong Huang. I shook my head, deciding not to think about it anymore! Thinking too much was useless; I might as well do as he said and take things one step at a time.

"Father! I'm ready!" I walked towards the main hall, only to find everyone had already arrived. I stuck out my tongue; it seemed they were just waiting for me to disguise myself. Father nodded, "Hmm, now you can't tell Qing'er is a girl, you'll just think she's a frail boy!" He finished speaking and looked at me with a teasing smile. I was furious. Girls don't have the physique of boys, and even with disguise, they still wouldn't have the bearing of a man. "Hmph, Father, you're just making fun of me!" At this moment, Nangong Ye chimed in, "Qing'er, don't worry about it. As long as you can't tell she's a girl, that's fine. Let's set off now. The trip will take several days, so the sooner we go and return, the sooner Father has important matters to attend to at home."

"Oh? Is there something else, Father?" I blinked, only to hear Father's cold voice: "It's nothing, there's nothing wrong with things in the manor. I haven't traveled far in a long time, I should go out for a walk." Hehe~ Father is so good to me: "Thank you, Father~" Nangong Yue ran to my side again, grinning crookedly: "Little sister is so lively this time~ Your temperament has improved." "Really?" I tilted my head and looked at him, suddenly remembering that I had a previous life. In that life, I was always so pessimistic, always feeling that life had so many burdens... "Ugh!" My head hurts so much, why is this happening again?

"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Father frowned his handsome brows and walked towards me. "I...I'm fine, nothing! Let's go out quickly!" I quickly stopped thinking about the past and continued to urge him to go out for a walk.

As soon as I stepped out, I was stunned again, what a huge carriage! I swallowed, touched the ear of one of the horses pulling the carriage, it twitched as if tickled, and I chuckled. After getting into the carriage, I found it was even bigger inside. I had thought the carriages in TV dramas were already huge! They could fit the emperor, several courtiers, and princes and princesses. But this one was divided into three sections. The first two were for sitting and lying down; the last one opened from the back and was for luggage and other items. It was really big! I looked around and touched everything, finding it all so novel. The cushions were so soft! So comfortable. Having gotten up early, I unknowingly fell asleep on the soft chair.

My older brother

called out, "Qing'er, Qing'er?" "Hmm?" I slowly opened my eyes and saw my older brother's helpless face looming above me. "Big brother?" I called out in a sleepy, soft voice. "We've arrived at the inn, let's get off the carriage first." Nangong Ye smiled gently. Nangong Yue then leaned over, using his fan to lift my chin. "Tsk tsk tsk, little sister, you're sleeping so soundly! Father called you for ages and you still wouldn't wake up. Weren't you clamoring to go out and travel? I wonder what 'scenery' you were dreaming about the whole way." I brushed aside my second brother's fan, propped myself up, and sat up. Ugh, my body is so weak, I can't stand up…

"Come here." My eldest brother held out his hand, and I flashed a bright smile: "Thank you, brother~" I lost my balance and almost fell towards him. "Be careful!" My brother caught me, and my face flushed bright red. Although I'd been teased by that bastard Nangong Huang before, I was surprisingly shy at this moment. My eldest brother smelled so good, and… and his embrace was so warm! Ah! What's wrong with me?

Looking up at my elder brother, I saw he still wore his usual polite smile. Suddenly, I felt incredibly ashamed that I had developed such strange feelings for him! "Thank you... Brother! I'll go down now!" To avoid the awkward atmosphere, I quickly got off the carriage. After finishing my meal, I felt drowsy again, so I declined everyone's invitations to go out and went back to my room to sleep.

...

When I groggily woke up, I found that it was still dimly lit, so I figured it wasn't too late. I got dressed and went out of my room. "Father?" This inn is so luxurious! I guess not many people can afford to stay here. When I arrived, I saw two or three guests, but now it's so quiet it's like there's no one here. Feeling a bit refreshed after waking up, I thought I'd look around, but it was so big I couldn't find anyone... "Father? Elder brother?" I kept calling, but I was afraid of disturbing the other guests. Sigh: "Father? Elder brother? Second brother? Nangong... Third brother?"

After searching for a while, I wrinkled my nose, wondering if they were all asleep? She tiptoed downstairs, intending to go for a walk outside the inn, but then she saw several horses that had traveled that day locked in the stable, realizing she had gone to the wrong place. Just as she was about to go back, she saw her older brother dressed in white. "Qing'er??" Huh?

"Big Brother??" Big Brother nodded and smiled, "I thought Qing'er would sleep until late tomorrow morning." I scratched my head sheepishly. Come to think of it, I had felt so tired ever since I woke up from the Leisure Manor. I walked over to Big Brother, "Big Brother, aren't you still awake? Aren't you tired?" When I got there, I saw Big Brother drinking. I blinked. I didn't realize that Big Brother, who had such a scholarly air, would drink. When Big Brother saw me staring at the bottle in front of him, he smiled politely, "Qing'er, would you like to have a drink?"

"Yes! Sure! Let's talk to Big Brother then." I sat down without any hesitation. "Okay, what would Qing'er like to say?" "Hmm?" I took a sip from the bottle in front of Big Brother. Big Brother looked at me in surprise, "What's wrong??" I asked, seeing that Big Brother rarely showed such a surprised expression.

My older brother returned to normal, chuckling lightly, "It's alright, that bottle was one I drank from, there are new ones here." Seeing the empty bottle on the stool next to him, I said weakly, "Ah, I'm sorry, I thought I might not be able to finish a whole bottle, so... I didn't know you minded, I'm sorry..." I put the bottle down, thinking that family wouldn't mind. "

It's alright, you just thought I didn't notice, it's not that you mind." Looking at my brother, to prove I wasn't indifferent, I took another sip from the bottle and laughed, "I don't mind at all, don't be so formal, brother, aren't I your little sister?" I glanced at the clear sky and sighed, "The unpolluted sky is so beautiful..." Then I thought for a moment, "Brother, why are you always so polite to people? It's like you don't have any emotions of your own." With that, I tilted my head back and took a sip of wine. My older brother stared at me intently, his eyes glistening with a watery light I couldn't decipher. "I always thought little sister only cared about third brother." "Hmm? You mean Nangong Huang?" I scoffed. "That lecherous playboy..." I suddenly realized my mistake and quickly corrected myself, "Uh, I meant third brother. He's always so sarcastic, I don't like him much anymore." My brother took the bottle and took a sip. "Hehe... little sister, you can't hold your liquor, so don't drink too much..." I watched his lips touch the spot where I'd just drunk the liquor, and suddenly my mouth felt dry. I understood why my brother wanted me to drink another bottle; it felt like I'd indirectly kissed him... "Ahem, elder brother, I don't remember many things. Could you tell me more about you?" I was afraid that if I kept looking at him like this, he would sense my strange emotions. My elder brother silently took a sip of wine, slowly put it down, looked at the newly risen moon, and asked, "Do you know why Mother changed my name to include the character 'Ye'?" I shook my head, but he seemed not to notice and continued, "Mother said that she was just a lowly servant, always carefully serving Father. Because she was capable, she..." She was eventually assigned to be her father's personal maid. That night, everything seemed normal, but her father suddenly kicked open the door and collapsed onto the bed, reeking of alcohol. She was about to serve him when, unexpectedly, he took her, his body flushed with desire. He frowned, took another sip of wine, and continued, "When Father woke up, he wanted to give her some money so Mother could return to the countryside. But the matter somehow reached Great-Grandpa's ears, and he insisted that Grandpa Hu examine him before he could leave." He took another sip, realizing the bottle was empty. He shook it and set it aside politely. "She could have been free from worldly burdens, returned to the countryside with a sum of money, and lived a better life, no longer having to be a subservient servant. But—" he said with difficulty, tearing open a new bottle, "but who could have foreseen that my existence would unfortunately implicate her that very night." "Brother..." I roughly understood what he was about to say. I was a little scared; the story seemed too tragic.

"It's alright." He smiled politely, still maintaining his composure. "She became Nangong Su's first concubine. There were no formalities, no blessings, and no more...favor. She had a place of her own, her own servants, her own children, and her own husband, but she no longer had herself." My brother took another sip, and I frowned, snatching the wine from him. "Brother, really, you're just drinking by yourself." For some reason, I felt a pang of heartache and gulped down several mouthfuls. "Cough cough!" "Qing'er—" "Brother, I'm fine~ You continue, continue." I smiled, trying to reassure myself.

"I... sigh, when I was finally born, my great-grandfather said that I was the first child in the Nangong family who could continue the great cause, and that I should not be neglected. Apart from my name, everything about me did not belong to her. From then on, my mother was also confined to that separate courtyard and could not see me. A woman, whose body was no longer pure, was not cared for by her husband, could not raise her own child, and had nothing to do. Gradually, she became depressed and sick. Unfortunately, I was too young at that time and did not understand too much. After my great-grandfather passed away, my father, because he did not want to... sent me far away to a Taoist temple. The first time I saw my mother, I learned about the world, but it was already when she was about to die."

My elder brother's eyes gradually filled with mist. He picked up the wine bottle and took a few sips. "I have a mother, but it is as if I have never had a mother. My father has never cared about me from beginning to end. To the Nangong family, I am just one of the 'ones' who can inherit the great cause of the Nangong family. Qing'er, do you understand?" When he looked at me with his misty eyes, he was surprised to find that my face was already covered with tears.

He sighed heavily, "Qing'er, why are you doing this to yourself?" He ran his beautiful fingers across my face, wiping away the tears. "Every descendant of the Nangong family is the same; everyone suffers, including Father." As he wiped, he comforted me, "Brother's politeness isn't due to suppressing his emotions. But what can I do even if I have feelings? Apart from my second brother occasionally showing concern, who cares about my emotions..." His fingers, wiping my tears, tickled me, and I couldn't help but grab them. "So cold." I frowned, grabbing my brother's hand and pressing it to my face. "You!—" My brother hurriedly tried to pull his hand away, "Don't move!" I commanded. My brother sighed, "Qing'er, you're drunk; look how red your face is."

Of course, I knew why I was blushing, but seeing my brother's usually polite face flushed, I felt less shy. Emboldened by the alcohol, I felt as if I were bewitched. Looking at the gentle, soft-spoken man before me, dressed in clean white robes, his cheeks glowing red, I couldn't control myself and kissed his forehead. A gust of wind blew in at that moment, pulling away, and I saw my brother's nose, beaded with sweat from nervousness. I kissed that beautiful nose, and after releasing him, he seemed to suddenly sober up. "Qing... um!" Before my brother could finish speaking, I had already kissed his lips. So soft, with the scent of alcohol emanating from them. I stuck out my tongue as if to savor the aroma.

.............

"Damn it, Nangong Qing'er! What are you doing?!" A furious roar rang out behind me, instantly snapping me out of my daze. Oh my god! What am I doing? This is... my brother!!

"I—" 'Slap!' Before I could finish speaking, I felt a burning pain on my face, my head was knocked to the side, and my neck made a 'crack' sound. "Third brother, what are you doing?!" My eldest brother rushed over and straightened my face. "You hit so hard! It's so swollen! How are we going to explain this to Father?!" My eldest brother roared anxiously in a low voice. It was the first time I'd ever seen anything like this... I was suddenly jolted awake. I suddenly understood why I felt so sorry for my eldest brother! I suddenly understood why I had so lost control and forgotten that he was my 'elder brother'. I suddenly realized with a sense of shame that I had forgotten something so important!

"Hmph! Eldest brother, you're really in high spirits, staying up so late doing such shameful things with your 'little sister'!" Nangong Huang blurted out. He couldn't sleep because he was thinking about everything that had happened since returning to the Nangong residence. He had wanted to go find that woman, Nangong Qing'er, but damn it, she wasn't in her room in the middle of the night. Didn't she know she was already a young lady? Although Father had booked the entire inn as soon as he arrived, who knew if she would be in any danger if she went out! Just as they were about to turn the entire inn upside down, they realized she might have gone to the backyard closest to the room. It would have been better if she hadn't! The first thing they saw was two people kissing under the moonlight!

Nangong Ye knew he couldn't explain it now, and there was nothing he could explain. He had indeed been kissed by Qing'er, but if he didn't want to, how could he not refuse? "How about it? Speechless! It seems it really is true. When did you develop such feelings for your younger sister, elder brother? If Father finds out…!"

"Find out what? What happened?" It was Nangong Yue! "Second brother, it's nothing. My younger sister, third brother, and I are just talking. Why don't you go back and rest first?" Nangong Ye flashed his signature gentle, fake smile, but it didn't fool Nangong Yue. "Oh, what happened? Big brother can't let second brother know~ Second brother will be very sad..." Although Nangong Huang still wanted to make trouble, he had already clashed with his second brother because of Qing'er's matter. Besides, the two brothers had always been on good terms, so he couldn't say anything bad about his eldest brother now. Damn it!

Speaking the truth

, "I have something to say to you." At this moment, I broke the deadlock. Nangong Yue raised an eyebrow. "Oh! What happened to Qing'er? There's a big bump on her face. Which mosquito bit her? Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that mosquito is really 'poisonous'!" Although Nangong Huang knew that Nangong Yue was referring to him, he couldn't refute it at all, because when he saw that half of Qing'er's face was swollen, he also secretly blamed himself for being too heavy-handed: "Second brother, I..."

"I said, I have something to say to you. If I don't say it now, I don't know if I'll remember it tomorrow. Take it or leave it." Not wanting to hear them argue anymore, I weakly interrupted. Nangong Huang stared intently at me, his face ashen. "Speak! If you don't speak now, I might not want to hear it tomorrow!"

I sighed. "I'm not Nangong Qing'er." After hearing this, Nangong Huang scoffed and said coldly, "We already knew that. Nangong Su brought you out this time to find out about this matter, but he was afraid that there would be eavesdroppers in the Nangong mansion and things would get out. If you really have ulterior motives or some kind of strange magic, no one can guarantee what might happen to you outside. You're not so naive as to really think that Nangong Su is so kind as to bring you out for 'play,' are you?"

Before I could say anything, I was already completely shocked. No wonder my elder brother said that the Nangong mansion was a cold place. Although I was indeed not Nangong Qing'er, I didn't expect that as Nangong Su's daughter, I couldn't escape being schemed against.

“Third brother, don’t frighten Qing’er like that. Father only said 'at that time' that this trip was to 'thoroughly investigate' this matter, not—” Nangong Huang snorted, “If eldest brother speaks up for father now, what if Qing’er really gets dealt with by father as I said? Don’t you understand father’s character?”

My head was buzzing. “At that time”? No wonder Nangong Huang came to me then and said they wouldn’t enter my room; it was because he was prepared to investigate me. No wonder Nangong Huang’s attitude was strange then; he wanted to remind me, but he was afraid I might really have ulterior motives, so he let me off the hook halfway through his sentence…

Seeing me standing there dumbfounded, my elder brother assumed I was afraid of being harmed by Nangong Su, so he comforted me, "Little sister, don't panic. Why don't you tell me what you still remember? It'll make things easier." Nangong Huang frowned and sneered, "Elder brother always keeps to himself, but this kiss has won him over by 'little sister.' It seems if Nangong Qing'er really has some tricks up her sleeve, elder brother will have to be her helper." At this, my elder brother blushed and fell silent.

Seeing my elder brother so humiliated, I was furious: "Elder brother, I was the one who forced the kiss! What's it to you?! Take what you have to say or leave it." "You!" Nangong Huang was almost driven mad with anger, but helpless. I ignored him: "Since everyone knows I'm not Nangong Qing'er, I won't hide it anymore." Seeing their serious atmosphere return and their eyes fixed on me, I nervously said, "How about we sit down and talk...?"

Unexpectedly, they all obediently sat down. I cleared my throat and continued, "When I first woke up, thinking about my past would give me unbearable headaches. Although I still have memories of the past, because the headaches caused by thinking about it, I haven't tried to recall them during this trip. Gradually, I've come to identify myself as the amnesiac 'Nangong Qing'er.'"

I eased my tension, sighed, and continued, "I'm not from this era; I'm from modern times... anyway, not this dynasty. I still can't figure out why I entered 'Nangong Qing'er's' body. I still have all my memories of my past life."

I thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want to hear about my past life?" "What's wrong?" My elder brother nodded gently first. We both had tragic pasts, and I believed he would understand. He began, "In our past life, every man could only marry one woman. But when my mother finally found my father, she discovered we'd been deceived. She was the third person, someone who didn't belong to my father's world. To protect his reputation and his original family, my father abandoned my mother. Since I wasn't a boy, he didn't want me either. So I was raised by my mother. But because of her grief, she drank heavily. You could say I had to take care of my grandmother and mother from a very young age." As I said this, a sharp pain still pierced my heart.

"Actually, I... I'm not Nangong Qing'er. My family wasn't well-off. If I hadn't gotten into a good academy, they wouldn't have been able to afford it."

My mother hoped I would have a life of luxury, so she wanted to give me the single character 'Cai' (彩). But when my father abandoned her, she felt her dream shattered, so she added the character 'Si' (思) to my name, hoping I would never forget to live a

good life and never forget to defy my father. Although I think she's foolish, she was my only family in my past life, and she could call me whatever she wanted..." I looked at my older brother and slowly spoke of my embarrassing past life: "So my name in that life was—Si Cai (思彩)." As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a loud "!" I was so startled that I looked around for the source of the sound, only to see Nangong Su's face, gloomy and surprised. He roared at me, "You—!!! Say your name again?!" "I was startled and didn't even have time to react. After a long while, I stammered, 'I said my name is Si... Cai, ah! --' 'Father!!' The three Nangong brothers all shouted at once. Only then did I realize that I was being held tightly by Nangong Su in an extremely ambiguous position. 'My dear, my dear, is it you? Is it you who has been reincarnated to find me?' Then I felt a wetness spreading across my neck.

What?! My dear?! My legendary mother? I vaguely remembered hearing Ayi mention her.

Father? I was tightly bound in the man's arms: 'Father, I can't breathe...' At this moment, Nangong Su realized how out of control he had become. 'Sorry, you said you are Si... Cai? Say it again!' I was frightened by my father's frantic expression and repeated his request: 'Si Cai...' 'No! It's the whole sentence!' The whole sentence?... Could it be... 'My name is Si Cai?'" "I saw my father's gaze become even more fixed on my eyes. I was too afraid to look at him; there was a kind of fanaticism in them that I had never encountered before, burning with a fright.

'Mi'er...' my father murmured, calling my name again and again. 'Father, I'm not Mi'er...' I am... who am I?! I can't think straight anymore! Am I Sicai, or Qing'er, or the woman my father keeps calling out to? Suddenly, I felt all my strength being drained away. 'Little sister!' 'Qing'er!' 'Mi'er?!'" Several sounds rang out simultaneously. My head hurt so much, so much. My last sensation was that I seemed to collapse.

...

When I woke up, I was alone in the room. My head was throbbing so badly it felt like my brain and skull were separated. I had to sit there for a while, supporting my head, before I could slowly get up and walk towards the door. I saw my father sitting on a chair in the pavilion, his back to me. In front of us were patches of peach blossoms, and a long waterfall cascaded down from the mountain—so beautiful! Now that my father was right in front of me, I hesitated for a long time, wondering whether to call him. But he didn't even look at me and called out, "Mi'er." I was startled. I hadn't expected my father to be so perceptive, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. I had no choice but to grit my teeth and walk over.

"Father?" I called softly. "You're awake?" My father turned around, sat up, and smiled at me. Oh? He hadn't called me before. Oh, what a tragedy. "Yes, what are you looking at?" "Father smiled. "Mi'er, look at you, you bumped your head today. You might not remember anything for a while, but it's alright, I'll tell you." I opened my eyes wide. Father smiled, and it was such a strange smile. "Father, what did you say?" Father continued without changing his expression, "Mi'er, don't call me 'Father' anymore. Call me Su Lang." I was suddenly struck dumb. Su Lang!? What a disgusting way to address someone! I suddenly realized that Father was treating me like Mother! He was trying to brainwash me!

This

realization made me furious. "Father is Father. Qing'er is your and Mother's daughter. How can you mess up the generations!" Father turned his head and stared at me fiercely. "Heh! Qing'er? My Qing'er died long ago, when she was six years old. No—it's possible that she was already a different person when she was an infant!" "

I suddenly remembered Nangong Huang's words, making me realize that I might really have lost count of how many owners this body has ever had... I sadly closed my eyes. Perhaps soon, this body wouldn't be mine anymore either. My body is so weak; perhaps, I wouldn't even know where I'd end up then.

Opening my eyes, I saw my father looming before me. 'Father!' I jumped in fright. 'Don't be afraid, Mi'er. I just want to spend those days with you in Tianshan again.' I was furious: 'Father, since I wasn't the first woman who wasn't Qing'er, why are you suddenly treating me like this!'

My father laughed loudly: 'Since you don't know anything about the previous 'Qing'ers, how do you know I had no affair with those 'Qing'ers?' I trembled violently. Yes! I didn't know anything. Recalling Nangong Huang's accusations against me, perhaps my body had once...' Thinking of this, my cheeks flushed red. Helpless, I could only shout: 'That was the past me! What does it have to do with the present me? Even if...'" Even if the former 'Qing'er' had relations with you, it wasn't me! Since you all knew, why did you harm me?! I'm just an innocent woman, not your plaything!

'Oh? 'You'?' Father suddenly laughed maniacally, 'Let me count, from when you were 8 years old you fell in love with Huang'er, and at 14 you had relations with him; then you threw yourself at Yue'er; the night before last you even kissed Ye'er and gave him flirtatious glances, and now you care about whether we had an incestuous relationship, isn't it a bit too late?!' After saying that, he stared at me fiercely, and I was filled with shame. That wasn't me at all, not me! Except for my eldest brother… But I couldn't say a word, sadly thinking that in the past I was just an innocent…

'Hmm!… You!!' I looked at Father, who had grown larger in front of me in disbelief, and saw Father smile wickedly, 'Close your eyes, my dear…' 'No! Ah!' "Father held me tightly in his arms, my hands trapped in his crooked arms, unable to pull away even with my palms facing backward.

'No!! No!' I shook my head violently, refusing his kiss. 'Tsk, so naughty!' Nangong Su pressed my pressure points. 'No...' I desperately used my last bit of strength to say, 'Please... please... Nangong Su, you are the first person I've ever called 'Father,' don't force me to hate you.'

Unfortunately, Nangong Su seemed to have gone mad! 'Hehe, Mi'er has decided not to call me Father anymore, that's progress. It seems I have to work harder.' He grabbed my head and gently kissed it, I couldn't move! In despair, I finally cried. Nangong Su looked at me, his expression suddenly turning sinister: 'Does Mi'er really not want to be with me?!' I choked out, 'I'm not... not her... why can't you understand?'"

He stared at me, his voice cold and harsh, "I've waited so long for you. If I say yes, you must say yes." I was frozen by that voice, as cold as winter, and fell silent. Seeing my passive response, Nangong Su regained his gentle demeanor, "My dear, let me serve you well." He then took out a rope, hoisted me up, and placed me under a peach tree. He bound my hands and then hung me from the tree. "No!! What are you doing?! No...no!"

After binding me, Nangong Su released my pressure points, placing his hands on either side of my head. I looked at him helplessly. "My dear, it was this same hazy, innocent gaze that deeply attracted me back then. I loved it, I loved it so much..." He kissed one of my eyes, then slowly moved down to kiss my cheek, my chin, my neck. Suddenly he stopped. I looked down and saw him staring at my neck, trembling violently with anger. I suddenly remembered! The sex slave mark Nangong Huang had put on me! Oh my god!

Nangong Su seemed to suddenly go mad, forcefully ripping off the gold ring and throwing it aside. "Good! Good! You're very good!!" He then bit my neck hard. "Ah!! It hurts, it hurts!" I was definitely bleeding! It hurts so much! I glared at him with teary eyes: "Nangong Su! That's enough!!!"

"Not enough, not enough!" Nangong Su continued kissing me. I had a sudden idea and tried to use the same method I used on Nangong Huang, but he caught my foot! Then he continued to tear open my clothes, and my two white breasts popped out.

So embarrassing! "No!" I closed my eyes in despair. He seemed to look at me for a while before continuing, taking one of my nipples into his mouth. "Ugh!! Mmm!" I bit my lower lip hard, afraid of making any lewd sounds. "Pink and shimmering with white light, Mi'er, you have no idea how beautiful you are." Nangong Su exclaimed, then switched to the other nipple and began to suckle. Helpless, all I could do was clench the rope hanging from the tree. I had to find another way; anything more would surely happen! "Father! It's your daughter, Nangong Qing'er! Father!!"

My father was truly captivated by me. His gentle, almost watery eyes looked at me. "Qing'er~" I nodded frantically, "Yes! Yes! I'm Qing'er, Father! I'm Qing'er." But then, Nangong Su leaned over and kissed me fiercely. "Qing'er, whoever you are right now, I want you. You're mine, understand?" What? What's wrong with Nangong Su? He's acting like a madman.

"Ah..." I saw Nangong Su circling my nipples with two fingers, then slowly moving them down, continuing to tear at my clothes. "No!" My father knelt down on one knee, hugged my waist, and then inserted his tongue into my navel. I felt a surge of heat flow down my body. I was going crazy, I was going crazy! This feeling was just like back at the secluded mountain villa!

Then Father stood up, kissed my lips, teasing and nibbling. "Mmm..." Oh God, why was my voice so hoarse... "Father..." I felt so strange. I let him continue kissing me in my discomfort, and then I felt a hand cover my vulva. "No! Ah—" "Qing'er, so much water." I closed my eyes in pain, why was this body so wanton?

"No, Father, I beg you!" I kept pleading with Nangong Huang, but he took off his clothes, interrupting my last struggle. Nangong Su came over and kissed me, teasingly saying, "Since Qing'er knows things have come to this, there's no need to say more, hmm?" At this moment, I twisted the rope desperately until! It hurt terribly.

Seeing this, Nangong Su stopped taking off his clothes, lifted his lower robe, and held his already rock-hard penis, teasing it at my vulva. "Qing'er, forgive your father. This time, let me have some fun first." After saying that, he began to squeeze into my lower body.

Deep Affection in the Sea of Desire (Part Two) h

"Hmm, no, hmm..." An unfamiliar feeling began to fill my body. "Nangong... Father... it hurts a little, ah--ah ah" I closed my eyes and sobbed, too shy to look at Nangong Su. "Qing'er, be good." I felt his warm breath on my ear, and I couldn't help but tremble slightly. Nangong Su lifted her buttocks, then lifted one of my legs, and began to move back and forth.

"Hmm!!" I was instantly overwhelmed by this unfamiliar pleasure accompanied by pain. It was so big, so big... Nangong Su bit her earlobe while slowly increasing the speed. I awkwardly swallowed and released Nangong Su's penis, saying, "Father, don't go so fast, it's too fast... um!"

Nangong Su closed his eyes, as if he couldn't see me, and groaned in a low voice, "Um! Qing'er, I feel so good, um—" Hearing Nangong Su's moans was surprisingly arousing; his voice was so suppressed, so unbearable. "Ah...—" Waves of pleasure continued, becoming increasingly irresistible. I tightly gripped the ropes binding my hands, not wanting to be controlled by such lust. However, the rough hemp ropes rubbed harshly against my wrists, which had been chafed earlier. "Ah... Father, my hands... hurt so much, so much... um..."

Nangong Su pressed me against the tree trunk, thrusting in and out, continuing to manipulate me for a while before freeing his hands to untie the ropes. As soon as they were untied, I could no longer maintain my standing position and began to slide down the tree trunk. "Ah... Daddy..." Nangong Su used one hand to support me across his arm, and the other to flick my nose: "Useless little thing!" Then he helped me lie down on my own, "Come on~" and guided me to sit on his huge rod.

Because I couldn't muster any strength, it went all the way in as soon as I sat down, penetrating my uterus. I contracted my vaginal walls in pain: "Ah! It hurts, no—" When I was hanging from the tree, Nangong Su hadn't gone all the way in, but now he wanted my little hole to be completely inside me. It was too difficult! Seeing that it wouldn't work, Nangong Su could only lift my buttocks. He said softly: "Qing'er, be good, control how much you go in and out. If it hurts, don't go in so deep, come on." With Nangong Su's guidance, I slowly began to move. My still-bound hands supported me on his chest, and my legs began to move up and down to control the arc of his penetration.

"Mmm! So good~ Qing'er, faster!" Hearing Nangong Su's words, I obediently started moving quickly. The increasing pleasure made me go deeper and deeper. "Ah... Daddy, Daddy." I uncontrollably leaned down to kiss him. Something was about to come out!!

"Ah ah... Ah ah, so sore! So sore, mmm..." I started to scream uncontrollably. When Nangong Su saw this, he held my legs still so I couldn't move, and started to thrust his penis into my vagina quickly. The rapid friction made my mind go blank, and I felt that all my senses were focused on that opening in my lower abdomen.

"Ah──ah────" I started to tremble violently uncontrollably. So good! Nangong Su's entire penis was covered in semen. He chuckled, "Qing'er is so lewd~"

Hearing this, I sobered up a little. "Daddy..." I glared at him. Nangong Su gently brushed the hair stuck to his face with sweat, then lifted me up and carried me into the house. I squinted as he led me. He gently placed me on the bed and knelt between my legs. "Daddy?" Before I could react, with a soft thud, Nangong Su thrust into me without any mercy. "Ah!--" "Qing'er, be good, let Daddy love you properly." Then he leaned down and kissed me, his lower body moving.

"Mmm..." The wooden bed creaked and groaned as Nangong Su straightened up, manipulating Nangong Qing'er while untying the rope binding her hands. After untying her hands, he saw that her wrists were chafed raw. His eyes darkened, as if he was angry at Qing'er's disobedience and wanted to punish her so much that it hurt him. His lower body thrust even harder.

"Ahhh—Daddy, be gentle, it hurts... um..." "Qing'er, tell Daddy if it feels good? Hmm?" "Ah... ahhh... ah, it feels good, um, so good..." Her head was getting dizzier and dizzier from Nangong Su's shaking, and the pleasure was building up again. "Daddy... Daddy..."

Nangong Su could tell she was almost there. "Good Qing'er, Daddy's almost there too, hmm! Let's go together..." He then began to thrust vigorously. "Ahhhhh... It's coming! Ahhhhhh!" My mind went blank. I felt a large amount of water gushing from my lower body, a lot of warm, lustful fluid splashing onto Nangong Su's glans and body. He also felt a surge of pleasure.

"Ahhh!! Mi'er! Hmm..." Just before ejaculation, he pulled out his penis, then continued to rub, spraying his white fluid all over me.

Unable to hold on any longer, I couldn't understand why I had yielded to him, and I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, I found myself in a different place. Why was I always so tired when I fell asleep? The weakness in my body was getting worse each time. Was it because the Nangong family's young lady's constitution was inherently too weak? Wait! This place looks so familiar... Is it... is it the Leisurely Manor? To verify my thoughts, I forced myself to get up and rest.

"Nangong Huang! Nangong Huang! Are you there?!" I was so exhausted that I could only shout. Nangong Huang rushed in and asked, "How are you?! Are you feeling unwell?" I hated him, but after being treated so violently by Nangong Su, I had actually groveled and catered to him. In fact, I found him rather endearing. I held back

my tears and asked in a low voice, "What happened?" I took a deep breath and asked, "Why am I here? What happened?" Nangong Huang looked into my eyes. "You...you don't remember, or you don't know?" At this moment, I could no longer suppress my emotions that were about to collapse: "Damn it, damn it!! I don't know! I haven't lost my memory! I am Nangong Qing, I am Si Cai!!!" I burst into tears.

"What's wrong, little sister?" Just as Nangong Huang was about to pick her up and comfort her, Nangong Yue rushed in at the most inopportune moment. Nangong Huang cursed inwardly before answering, "I don't know either. When Qing'er woke up, she asked me what happened, and before she even finished asking, she started crying." I sobbed. Damn Nangong Huang, this isn't true at all! I thought you were cute just now!

Nangong Yue glared at him, then sat on the edge of the bed and coaxed me softly, "What's wrong, little sister? Tell your second brother, okay?" I sniffled, "Shouldn't I be asking you that? We were clearly out, how did I end up here?" "Oh? Where did you go in the meantime, little sister? You don't even know what happened?" Now I was caught in a dilemma! I didn't know if they really didn't know what happened and wanted me to tell them; or if they knew the truth but were too embarrassed to say it and wanted to see if I would lie to them?! Were they just playing with me?

"I..." Before I could even finish a sentence, Nangong Yue hugged me tightly. "Oh, my sweet little sister~ You look so pitiful and cute crying like that. I haven't even held you properly yet. Let me hold you." A cold sweat poured down my face. What was wrong with Nangong Yue?! Just as I was about to retaliate, Nangong Yue said to Nangong Huang, "What are you standing there for? Go find your older brother!" Nangong Huang was so angry he wanted to hit someone, but he had no choice but to agree and leave. As

soon as Nangong Huang left, before I could even say anything, Nangong Yue pulled my clothes together. Only then did I notice that Nangong Yue was wearing many rings on his fingers, almost like something out of a fashion magazine. Seeing me staring at his fingers, he laughed and said, "Little sister, don't laugh. These are tokens of the religion my second brother belongs to. The more rings you have, the higher your status." "Oh..." I clutched my clothes, realizing they had come undone without me noticing, and tried to straighten them. But when I looked down, I saw my neck covered in hickeys!! 10-14 Seeing that I had been discovered,

my older brother

Nangong Yue stepped back and said, "Little sister, you were like this when Father sent you back. When my third brother saw you like this, he went crazy in the Nangong mansion, wanting to take you back to the Touxian Manor. So you'd better wrap yourself up tighter."

He paused, then smiled sheepishly, "We initially suspected Father, but he didn't seem to mind much, so we wanted to ask you properly after you woke up." Actually, I knew Nangong Yue's questions were quite direct. They all suspected Nangong Su, and Nangong Huang didn't want me to stay in the Nangong mansion for even a moment longer... plus, the only thing I had that belonged to him was destroyed by Nangong Su...

"I...I actually..." I really couldn't bring myself to say it! If I said I was raped, then why did I feel so good afterwards? If I said I committed incest with my father, then he wasn't my real father! And...it's so strange, why did my consciousness become so blurred later, so wanton and compliant to him...I didn't want to think about it anymore, so I covered my face with the blanket.

"Little sister." A soft, gentle voice sounded, and I heard it like heavenly music. I quickly looked in the direction of the voice and saw my older brother with a worried expression. My eyes instantly filled with tears: "Big brother...!"

Nangong Ye stroked my hair with a somewhat helpless expression. "Tell your older brother, what happened?" I threw myself into my older brother's arms and burst into tears. I don't know what I did to offend the heavens! Why am I treated like this in both my lives! Why is my fate so cruel to me both times? Why, why?

After crying myself to sleep, I still nestled against my older brother, unwilling to leave this warm embrace. "Little sister..." My older brother called out to me helplessly, but I ignored him! I just wanted to stay in this embrace, smelling my older brother's pleasant scent. By this time, Nangong Huang was long gone from the room. He probably knew I didn't want to be around him anymore. My second brother, unusually quiet for the first time, sat at the tea table watching my eldest brother and me snuggling on the bed.

After sitting there for what seemed like an eternity, I finally spoke, "Eldest brother..." "Hmm?" My eldest brother was always so gentle, so comforting. My pent-up resentment turned into a pool of water, and I couldn't help but turn around and hug him tightly. He didn't resist. Then I heard the sound of clothes rustling fading away; my second brother must have left.

Holding my eldest brother's waist, I remembered that night we drank under the moon, and how my eldest brother's life was as tragic as mine. Thinking of the tears I shed that night, I felt my eldest brother was like another version of myself. I wanted to protect him so badly. Had I really fallen for him? Did I... did I even have the right to talk about love? I shook my head, thinking that since coming to the Nangong family, only my eldest brother had treated me with such gentleness. Thinking of that perverted Nangong Huang and that lunatic Nangong Su!

Holding my older brother, my heart pounded faster and faster. I couldn't help but want him to know that I liked him...

"Brother... I..." Although I had been struggling with this for so long, I still lacked the courage to speak. "I!" I tried to continue. My brother kept smiling at me. I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed his hand, opened his palm, and wrote "I like you" repeatedly on it, then drew a heart. After writing it, I felt so silly and giggled.

My brother laughed, "Little sister finally smiled." I stared at him with deep affection in my watery eyes, and finally said, "Nangong Ye, I like you." My brother looked stunned and giggled again, grabbing him and kissing him on the cheek.

"Little sister, you!" "Brother, I'm not your little sister, I'm just inside your little sister's body." I looked at him stubbornly, seeing his cute, startled look. I wanted to tease him further, but then I remembered Nangong Su... “Big brother, Nangong Su and I…” At this moment, my brother hugged me tightly: “No need to say, little sister doesn’t want to, so there’s no need to say.” “Big brother…” I felt my whole heart warmed, this sweet yet painful feeling made my heart clench fiercely.

“Big brother… big brother, big brother, big brother.” I hugged his waist like this, calling out again and again, so happy.

In that instant, my mood went from pain and despair to sweet joy. “Hmm?” My brother still smiled at me, “Little sister just woke up, why don’t you rest a little longer?” “Okay!” After lying down, I felt happy again, so I got up and hugged my brother. My brother then turned around and hugged me, trembling slightly, and placed his head on my shoulder, stroking my hair. Then he pulled me back to bed and coaxed, “Little sister, rest a little longer, big brother will call you for dinner.” I nodded vigorously: “Okay!”

After having dinner, we strolled around the large courtyard. Seeing how beautiful the flowers in the pond were, I dragged my older brother to look at them. But Nangong Huang stopped us. I glared at him, "What are you doing?" He said coldly, "Don't go near the water!" I glared at him, "Why?" He looked at me coldly again, "Because Nangong Qing'er died twice from falling into the water." Huh? "Um... I can swim?"

Nangong Huang scoffed, "Hmph, 'she' said the same thing last time." I said with a dark face, "Hmph! Big brother, you can take me to see other lotus flowers later. I don't care about your pond!"

Nangong Huang sensed something was wrong and grabbed my arm, "Ouch! Let go, what are you doing!" "Third brother." My older brother pulled me over. Nangong Huang burst out laughing, looking at us gloomily, "Fine!" and left with a snort. "What's wrong, this is so weird..." I muttered. My older brother glanced at me and sighed heavily. "Little sister, don't be sad..." I puffed out my cheeks. "How can I not be sad? I'm with this weirdo every day!"

Then I sighed along with my brother. "Is there nowhere else to go besides the Nangong mansion and this weirdo?" But when I finished speaking, my brother looked very distressed.

"What's wrong, brother?" I rushed over and smoothed his handsome brows. He took my hand and looked at me intently. "It's because I'm useless. I can't find a place where I can be comfortable and stay for a long time..." Oh, that's what it was. I took his hands and comforted him. "What are you saying, brother? I'm happy wherever you are." I paused, feeling that it wasn't enough. "When... when I'm with you forever, won't I be happy for the rest of my life?" I smiled sweetly at Nangong Ye.

I know this is my first love, and I don't know how to please a man, but I'll learn!

I saw my eldest brother's eyes sparkle in the moonlight for the first time that day. I

discovered the secret

: since I got together with my eldest brother, my second brother has been frequently absent from the Leisurely Stroll Manor. When I asked my eldest brother, he didn't say anything, just smiled and shook his head. Okay~ if he won't say, he won't. Gradually, Nangong Huang also became less and less present. Although I didn't want him to be there, isn't the Leisurely Stroll Manor his?

It feels like it's become mine and my eldest brother's now. How strange… Sometimes, my eldest brother seems to understand my heart, replying, "Third brother went back to the Nangong residence last time to achieve more for Father. Little sister, you don't need to worry." Then he gives me a sincere smile, and I don't pay much attention to it.

A few days later, even my elder brother was going back to the Nangong residence for a while. I searched the entire Touxian Manor by myself. While wandering around aimlessly, I unexpectedly ran into Ayi. I had initially thought she was Nangong Huang's personal maid, so why had she come back? I called out to Ayi, "Ayi, Ayi!" Ayi rushed over and bowed as soon as she saw me, "Miss." "Get up, get up! We're already acquaintances, no need for all this bowing!" I pulled her closer, trying to be friendly. I always felt like I didn't have many friends here, and I felt even more lonely when my elder brother wasn't around.

"Miss?" I chuckled as I looked at her. "Ayi, would you like to walk with me and talk for a bit?" Seeing how much I was clinging to her, Ayi couldn't refuse and had no choice but to agree. As we walked, Ayi felt a growing closeness to her mistress, and remembering how close 'Qing'er' had been to her last time, she lowered her guard and boldly asked, "Miss, have you truly forgotten everything?"

I thought for a moment, deciding it wasn't best to let too many people know I was from the modern world, so I replied, "Not entirely, I remember some things vaguely. For example, my mother met my father in the Tianshan Mountains; I've always been in poor health; and..." I counted on my fingers the information I'd gleaned from my elder brother over the past few days.

"Miss," Ayi stopped me, asking in a low voice, "Does Miss remember what you instructed me to do before you fell into the lake?" My heart skipped a beat. I began to understand the previous 'Qing'er'! Could it be that the previous 'Qing'er' had left some kind of mark? I quickly suppressed my shock and mustered my courage to tentatively ask, "Hmm! I vaguely remember! Where did you put the 'thing'?" Ayi looked me over carefully, then lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Miss, please come with me."

We went to several places—under the bed, in the kitchen, under the potted plants in the garden... and found the scraps of paper. As soon as I saw them, cold sweat broke out on my back. Good heavens! They were all

written in simplified Chinese characters! And every single one of them said the same thing: "Sixth shelf of the third row of cabinets in the study." It seems this 'Qing'er' is quite clever; she even set two locks. I had Ayi lead me to the study and began searching for clues she had left behind. Finally, we found a stack of notebooks written in simplified Chinese characters in the cabinet. The cover read: "To Sicai." Sicai?! That's me!? I trembled for a long time, as if realizing that if I opened this notebook, it might hold the truth about why I was here! And this person knew me?!

...

Fate played a trick on me.

I took a deep breath and slowly opened the notebook. The first page read: "I am Sicai, and I was transported here from 2013. I forget which day it was. In the 2013s, I was a prostitute, a woman looked down upon and despised by anyone who knew my true identity. But here, I became the fourth young lady of the Nangong family, whom everyone bows and kowtows to. I think fate is really good to me; it must have felt that my past life was too miserable, so it brought me here to live a better life. The diary I wrote before coming to the Leisure Manor is tucked behind this page. It doesn't have much to do with what I'm about to tell you. If you want to read it, then read it." When I read this, I felt that she really was the one who knew the truth, so I read her diary in the Nangong manor word for word. It was about her early days here, when she abused the servants for pleasure, but her heart was still twisted and empty... After reading for a long time, I finally got to the main point.

The gist of it is that she later discovered someone very interesting—Nangong Huang. He always exuded a refreshing, bamboo-leaf-like aura, was always respectful to everyone, and always laughed off her capriciousness. At first, she would tease him for fun, but after getting to know him, she found herself genuinely falling in love with him. Compared to her own sordidness, he was so transparent and pure. Plus, his respected mother had instructed him to treat Qing'er well before she passed away, so he was also very kind to her. *

Dotted lines flashed above my head.* Nangong Huang is a pervert, okay?! A complete pervert... However, she remembered what he yelled at her that day: "Me, a pervert? If it weren't for you, how would I be who I am today? If you go to hell, you'll drag me down with you. Speaking of hatred, perhaps you haven't even figured out who should hate whom." Could it be? It was this Si Cai who changed him?

Continuing to read, she indeed found a clue. Later, she found a note written in simplified Chinese characters in Qing'er's former room, which read, "Mother, Mi'er is definitely the truth." She was completely baffled at the time and conducted extensive investigations, finally uncovering the truth after much searching. Therefore, she hoped to properly explain the matter to the next person. She discovered the first clue that Mi'er was actually "Nangong Qing'er" who had transmigrated!

She then took the opportunity to have Nangong Huang take her to Tianshan, to Mi'er's original room, where she found information about Mi'er's background. It was something Mi'er had carved on the wall of the room and covered with a painting.

It turned out that Mi'er was very fortunate to have transmigrated into a cultivation sect located atop Tianshan Mountain. She learned that her body was a "borrowed body," meaning a body that could only house someone whose soul had left their original body but had not yet been reincarnated. Each borrowing period was limited to six years; after six years, it was a cycle. When the time was near, the person would begin to lose control of their body—the prelude to the soul leaving the body.

Years ago, those who sought refuge in a host body tried every possible method but could not stay long. As their time drew to a close, they all had to face reality. However, the host body could be inherited; that is, if the host body produced offspring, the host would slowly transfer this ability to remain inside to their newborn child. Some who could not accept reality would also use this method to commit suicide, as it would be painless.

When I read this, I was drenched in cold sweat. A lifetime is only six years long, which means Nangong Su's guess was correct. The first baby was likely not his Qing'er; it was probably absorbing the abilities of the lost child. After the lost child's death, a wandering soul was absorbed into the body!

As for the story of the lost child, she didn't elaborate much. The previous Si Cai felt it was a pity, so she came up with this method to tell her own story.

After reading this far, I saw more of her writing about her past relationship with Nangong Huang, and I lost interest in reading any further. Remembering Nangong Su's reaction when she said her name was Si Cai, she realized that this body must have absorbed the soul of the woman named "Si Cai"! Could it be... could it be that she was already... already dead in the modern world?

"The First Time"

I silently put away the previous Qing'er's notebook, staggered to my room, and found a place to put it. Unable to calm down for a long time, I finally realized that this life was a great blessing. I was reborn, had a brother, a father, but also committed incest.

I painfully closed my eyes, enduring the heart-wrenching truth, and I only had six years left, only six years... Is this a blessing or torture? To have developed feelings for those around you, to have love, to have children, yet to leave them within an awkward timeframe, not knowing where you'll go next. Perhaps losing your memory would be better... Brother...

In the days that followed, he was always absent-minded, lost in thought. If these six years could be used wisely, they could have been a happy period. But an uncontrollable sorrow welled up within him. No offspring, no children, no... Both of these lives were destined to be unlivable.

Lately, I haven't had much of an appetite, feeling tired, so I took a bath and sat on the bed repeatedly reading Ren Qing'er's diary.

"Little sister?" Brother entered the room. "Hmm..." I put down the book and softly responded, looking at my brother, so beautiful, so... "It hurts so much," my older brother chuckled. "What's wrong? Why do you look so distracted?" I gripped his hand tightly and looked at him, asking, "Brother, if... if I knew I wouldn't live much longer, what would you do?" He looked at me intently. "Then let's cherish these days we can spend together." He paused, then asked, "Did you discover something, little sister?"

"No! Your answer was very good, little sister likes it very much~" Seeing his still worried expression, I stuck out my tongue. "Brother, you know, girls always ask silly questions like 'Do you love me?' or 'If I and your mother fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?' It's just a question, don't take it to heart." "Mm." He nodded and smiled gently at me.

My heart skipped a beat. I got off the bed, tiptoed, and kissed him. He still looked at me intently, but his eyes were different now. I leaned forward and kissed him again, but seeing he still didn't move, I stopped. Just then, my older brother hugged me: "Little sister..." "Big brother." I decided to do as he said, to live this life happily, without regrets, and that was all I could change.

I pulled my brother to the bedside, shyly lowering my head, and said, "Big brother, would you like to sleep with me tonight?" My brother was silent for a long, long time. I grew a little anxious and looked up at him. He was crying? "Big brother, big brother? What's wrong?" I quickly wiped away his tears, but he held my hand tightly and asked softly, "Little sister, are you really... serious about me, big brother?"

Without another word, I pushed him down onto the bed, pecking at his face, nose, eyes, and lips, and then I didn't know how to continue. My brother turned me over and pinned me beneath him, his breath coming in short gasps as he looked at me. "Little sister, are you truly not regretful?" I could see the vulnerability in his heart, the fear of possessing something only to ultimately lose it. I gripped his sleeve tightly and tried to speak calmly, "I...I'm not regretful." As his face drew closer, I nervously closed my eyes. Then, the moment I felt his lips touch mine, my heart pounded as if it were about to die. It turns out that liking or disliking someone makes such a difference.

We slowly undressed each other, kissing as we did so. The temperature inside the tent grew higher and higher until finally, we were both naked, facing each other.

My older brother stared at me, his fingers slowly tracing my hair as he said, "Look how smooth and black your hair is; how beautiful your eyebrows are, like they could pierce right into someone's heart." I was so embarrassed by his praise that I didn't dare look at him, but he continued, "These fox-like eyes always look at people with such sparkle, as if they can see into their hearts. When someone is hopelessly infatuated with you, you use them—" He pinched my lips, "Your two excessively beautiful little mouths spit out such sharp knives, piercing right into someone's heart, like that..." He stared at my lips for a while, then leaned in and kissed them. "Mmm~" I looked into his watery eyes and couldn't speak.

My brother's hand slid across my neck again: "Such tender skin." Then it slowly slid down, and I felt goosebumps all over my body: "Brother..." "Looking at your pair of fair and tender breasts, I see them trembling shyly. The color of these plums is so beautiful, if—" Before he could finish, my brother bent down and sucked on one of them.

"Ah!" My brother sucked on my nipple like that, and I couldn't help but hug his head, touching his fragrant hair. He released me and kneaded it with his large hand, looking at me and continuing, "It would look even better if it were moistened." I squinted and followed his gaze, accidentally discovering his penis standing straight up in front of me.

My mouth was dry, and I swallowed hard. My brother continued, "Do you like what you see? Hehe." My brother lowered his eyes and continued his wicked words to provoke me: "Look at this little belly, the flesh is so soft, it feels so good to pinch." "Ugh—" How annoying, my brother's finger drew circles in my navel. "Hehe." After laughing, my older brother pushed me off the bed. "I'm not teasing you anymore, little sister. Your face is as red as a persimmon; if it gets any redder, you'll be ripe and ready to be eaten."

"You're so annoying!" I punched my older brother, but he covered my mouth with his hand. His hair, flowing down my loose hair, cascaded down my sides. I was astonished by his beauty; his long, flowing hair was so beautiful! He was comparable to a beautiful young woman, almost breathtakingly gorgeous! I felt his fingers slowly sliding towards my entrance, and I nervously hugged his neck. "Big brother...!"

"Be good, leave it to big brother. I won't hurt you." I knew, of course I knew!

I relaxed, letting my older brother slowly caress my entrance. "Mmm..." I groaned uncontrollably. "Brother..." I called out in a hoarse voice. He smiled at me, "You little vixen, you're already so wet." I buried my face in his neck in embarrassment. He inserted a finger. "Does it hurt?" At that moment, I sadly remembered that my lowly body had already been taken by countless men I didn't know. How could it hurt...? And Father... "Ah!" "Not concentrating, huh?" My older brother bit my earlobe. I looked at him with tears in my eyes: "Brother, I... I..."

He closed his eyes in pain as well: "Cai'er, all that is in the past. Let's forget about it." He then lowered his head and kissed me fiercely. I didn't understand, we? "Mmm!" He inserted another finger and began to slowly rotate and explore. He slowly found the spot. It was so itchy, so sore. "Mmm! --" I, I... ...My older brother stirred that area heavily, and I felt the spot where my feet were already wet. Almost there! I felt that 'thing' was about to come out again! "Brother... Brother

! Ahh ... "Shh." My older brother gave me a deep look, then released his hand from my mouth. I felt a burning hot rod pressing against my opening. "Big brother!" I whispered, trying to stop him. "Little sister, be good, give it to big brother, I can't hold back anymore." Then he entered me. Ahhh!! I'm going crazy! I quickly covered my mouth and nose with my hands, afraid of making even the slightest sound.

"Second Master, Miss doesn't seem to be in her room," Ayi's respectful voice rang out from outside the room. At that moment, my elder brother was thrusting heavily into me. My sensitive spot, still sensitive from my recent orgasm, was already overwhelmed by the penetration, and the presence of someone outside only added to my shame. My heart and vagina ached simultaneously.

"Oh? Where could she be? Perhaps I should go inside and wait." No! Please don't! Too much time had passed; I couldn't breathe, so I opened my nose to breathe. Just then, my elder brother thrust heavily into that spot! "Mmm!" As soon as I made that sound, I immediately covered my nose again. No, no! I couldn't breathe! I signaled to my elder brother with my eyes to stop, but he wasn't as gentle as usual. Instead, he lifted me up, pulled me to sit facing him on the bed, then gripped my waist and pulled me up, then slammed me into his arms, lifting me up and down repeatedly.

I couldn't take it anymore! My body was convulsing so badly I felt like I was dying. I had to release one hand from my mouth and nose and hold his head tightly. We sat on the bed, convulsing and thrusting. When the door opened, I couldn't control myself and had an orgasm. Seeing my discomfort, my brother finally stopped. He slowly kissed my cheeks, pulling my waist and moving me back and forth in small motions. I was exhausted, sweating profusely, and panting as he manipulated me. Just

as I was relaxing, I was startled to hear footsteps getting closer. Goosebumps rose all over my body, and I immediately looked to my brother for help. He quickly pulled the blanket over us. I sighed inwardly. A hand slowly slipped through the curtain and slowly parted it. I was startled again and quickly closed my eyes, not daring to look at my brother.

A while passed, and the person standing by the bed showed no sign of leaving. I squinted and peeked curiously, only to find my second brother standing there staring at me. He sighed, touched my cheek, and said, "She really looks like her." Then he lowered the curtain and left. I finally let out a sigh of relief. I then noticed my eldest brother had been huddled under the covers. I quickly pulled him up, and he immediately pounced on me.

"Big brother?!" I called softly, afraid my second brother hadn't gone far. But my eldest brother pressed me down and thrust inside me, pumping hard. "Mmm..." I endured this excessive passion, slowly being pulled back into the sea of desire by my eldest brother. After what seemed like an eternity, my head throbbed. "Big brother, big brother..." I looked helplessly at my eldest brother. He noticed my distress, leaned down, and hugged me. "Little sister, be good, it'll be over soon, mmm—" Ah, I felt like I couldn't breathe from being fucked!

"Ahhh—" my brother groaned softly in my ear. "No, brother, don't ejaculate inside!" I suddenly remembered. "Ah! Okay, um..." My brother hurriedly pulled out and pressed his penis against my inner thigh, making the mattress even wetter. After a while

, my brother came over to check on me: "Little sister, how are you? Are you alright?" I gasped for breath: "No... I'm fine, I just had a little trouble breathing." Afraid that my brother would worry, he looked at me for a while, and after making sure I was alright, he lay down on his side and hugged me: "You scared me to death, I thought you had another flare-up."

A sweet feeling welled up in my heart, and I hugged my brother back, smelling his body's pleasant scent brought out by his emotions. I really wanted to hold him like this forever. After waking

from my sweet dream

, the events of last night slowly came back to me. I covered my mouth and nose, laughing with a mixture of joy and shyness

. Turning around, I couldn't find my older brother. I wanted to look for him, but then I remembered we were still siblings at the Leisurely Manor. If I went too far, everyone in the Nangong family would be in a difficult position. Sigh, I really wanted to know when we could truly be like lovers, able to disregard others' opinions… But then I thought again, if it weren't for this body, I would never have met Nangong Ye. If I were ugly, he might not have liked me.

Thinking of my ordinary self in my past life, my eyes darkened. If that were the case, my older brother would never have noticed me. He was such a good person, and so handsome… Sigh.

I got up with a sigh, only to see my eldest brother come in. He smiled slightly at me and said, "Little sister, you're up! So early." "You're so annoying! Big brother, you're always making fun of me!" I was about to hug him when I noticed my second brother outside the door. "Good morning, little sister! I wanted to talk to you last night, but you were already asleep." I was slightly taken aback. "Second...second brother! I haven't even washed up yet! Hurry up and close the door." My eldest brother nodded. "Alright, we'll wait for you in the front hall." He then closed the door and was about to leave. "Big brother?..." I looked at him. He was as polite as before. "Is there anything else, little sister?"

I thought for a moment. Well, with my second brother there, I said, "Oh! Nothing. I just wanted to say I'd be done soon." "Good." My eldest brother smiled and closed the door. Although I knew my eldest brother was afraid my second brother would become suspicious, I still felt very uncomfortable with the difference in his behavior. I called Ayi to help me wash up and was about to go out when Ayi asked, "Miss, do you need to get ready?" Get ready? Thinking about how my eldest brother praised my appearance last night, I felt a little uncomfortable, but since he was happy, I let him be happy. "Well, then I'll trouble you, Ayi. Something light is fine."

Stepping out of the front hall, I saw my eldest and second brothers talking. That perverted Nangong Huang was also there, but he looked gloomy and scary. After weighing my options, I walked towards them. "Big brother~~ Second brother~~" I called out softly. All three looked over, then cast admiring glances my way.

Satisfied with my vanity, I smiled and sat down, asking, "What's going on? Everyone's here?" My second brother smiled at me, opening his large fan: "Big brother, tell me~" "Hmm?~ What is it?" I giggled at my eldest brother. He still had a smile on his face, but it lacked genuine joy: "Father wants us to take you back..." Back?! I don't want to!

"I!" I was about to refuse when I saw that pervert Nangong Huang sweep his cup away: "I won't allow it!" I secretly cheered! "Oh? Third brother, with such little ability, you think you can defy Father?" Nangong Yue looked at him with a grin. Nangong Huang's face instantly contorted: "Fine! Then ask your little sister if she's willing to obediently go back and 'properly' discuss 'marriage matters'!"

"What?!" I jumped up, turning my gaze to my eldest brother, but he avoided my eyes, turning instead to Nangong Huang, saying, "If this were up to us, neither of us would want it, neither of us would 'allow' it, but Father..." He then looked at me with difficulty: "Father's actions are difficult to disobey. Since he has this intention, why not go back and see why he's acting this way first?" Eldest brother?! I looked at him in disbelief.

Why?... I slumped back into my chair, but my second brother came over. "Good little sister, I'm here on Father's orders to 'bring' you back. Don't make things difficult for your second brother, okay?" "I..." I looked at my second brother, my voice trembling with tears, and asked, "I don't want to marry someone I don't love..."

At this moment, my second brother said something unbelievable: "Little sister wants to marry someone she loves? Let me give you an example—what if the person you like is someone you can't love? For example, what if the person you liked before was your third brother, now it's your eldest brother, and in the future it's Father? What would you do then?"

"You!" I realized I hadn't understood Nangong Yue at all. He was the real ruthless one. That example was so...!

"Hey, hey, hey! Little sister, don't be angry yet. Your second brother is just trying to help you. You want to marry someone you love, but you can't. Why not marry someone you like first? That would be 'convenient and easy'~" Hearing this, my eldest brother's face turned pale instantly, and I wasn't much better off. The three people swaying in the carriage, each lost in their own thoughts, were

overwhelmed with pain

. In the end, no matter how much Nangong Huang objected, it was useless. Because he wanted to inherit the Nangong family's position, he couldn't go against Nangong Su. He was in pain, but he had to accept it. Besides, she was no longer the "she" he used to be, the one who would be at his beck and call. Thinking of this, his eyes dimmed. But when he looked at her, she was gazing so intently at her elder brother. Heh, it turned out that no matter which "she" it was, their love was like a sunflower, always looking only at the ray of sunshine in their hearts. But now, it was no longer him...

Nangong Yue, on the other hand, was less preoccupied with these thoughts. She sat outside with the coachman, driving the horses, completely ignoring the various thoughts and glances inside the carriage.

I kept my eyes on my elder brother, but he had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed the whole way. I was furious

and reached out to pinch his thigh hard. He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with tears as he looked at my angry face. I was stunned. If he was so unwilling, then why did he… and why not…? He seemed oblivious to my inner turmoil and closed his eyes again. My heart instantly filled with resentment. Remembering the other man in the carriage who had been so opposed to my return to the Nangong residence, I turned and glared at the silent Nangong Huang. Our eyes met, and I realized he seemed to be staring at me intently, making my heart pound. “Hey! Can you stop looking at me like that!” Feeling caught red-handed, I was furious and could only vent my anger on him.

“Hmph.” He let out a disdainful laugh, then remained silent, still staring at me. I endured it, I endured it! Finally, he noticed and got angry. I reached out to slap away his disdainful smile, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms.

I struggled in his embrace, my whole body aching, and I shouted angrily, "What are you doing?!" Nangong Huang held me so tightly it felt like he wanted to crush me and merge me into his body. He held my wrists firmly, and compared to him, my angry struggles were utterly insignificant. "Third brother!" my

eldest brother shouted, "What are you doing? Let go of your little sister!" Nangong Huang sneered, "What? Big brother 'held' little sister all night last night, wasn't that enough? Now third brother can't even let go when he wants to hold her? If you're so reluctant, what will you say when you're in Nangong Su's arms?!"

Hearing him insult my eldest brother like this, I cried out, "Nangong Huang! You!!—" I was so angry I could hardly breathe, yet he still held me so tightly; I felt like my wrists were about to dislocate! In the midst of my desperate struggle, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head. "Ugh!"

Nangong Huang immediately released me upon seeing this. "What's wrong?" "My head, my head hurts so much..." I rubbed my head. "Let me see." My older brother took the opportunity to help me break free from Nangong Huang's embrace, placing me beside him and carefully examining me. He sighed, "Little sister, it seems your old ailment has flared up again." Nangong Huang scoffed, "Old ailment? Little sister is all new, where would she get an old ailment?" However, he still examined me carefully for a while before stopping.

My head ached the whole way, my wrists ached, and my heart ached too. Despite my reluctance, I finally stumbled back to the Nangong residence. Standing at the gate, looking at the cold, unreadable plaque with its incomprehensible characters, I felt as if my legs were filled with lead, unwilling to move forward. "Little sister~ please~" Nangong Yue stood in front of me, gesturing for me to enter. I glared at him and then stepped inside.

Upon entering the main hall, a servant went to fetch Nangong Su. The four of us sat and waited for him. Every second was agonizing. Thinking back to that time, I felt an unbearable urge to erase all my memories. As soon as Nangong Su entered, all my brothers stood up and bowed to him, saying, "Greetings, Father." "Hmm." Nangong Su waved his hand, and they obediently sat down. A chill ran through me. Just how powerful was this "father"? Even his sons, with whom he had lived for over a decade, treated him like a tiger.

I closed my eyes in anguish. No matter how disrespectful they were in private, they acted like eunuchs in front of him. How could my eldest brother possibly have the ability to take me away? Sitting in the chair, showing no intention of bowing, Nangong Su finally confronted me: "Qing'er, after your trip to the Leisure Manor, you've become even more ill-mannered, huh?" His icy voice froze all my thoughts. I opened my eyes and immediately knelt before him: "I don't know what Father wants. I don't want to get married. Didn't Father agree back then?" Nangong Su remained silent for a long time, but now someone spoke up for me. But even if I knelt until I died, I would never bow my head!

Nangong Su's icy voice slowly drifted down from above. I saw his shoes in front of me, and I was so afraid I wanted to run away, but I couldn't be so spineless. "Oh? You said that back then only because Qing'er hadn't yet become a scourge to the Nangong family!" He paused: "But now—" "I don't understand, Father, please explain how I've become a scourge?" My eldest brother called out in a low voice: "Little sister!" I ignored him, I ignored him!

At this moment, Nangong Su squatted down and pinched my chin, it hurt terribly! But I endured it. He used tremendous force to grab my chin and lift me to my feet. I felt like my jaw was about to break when I saw his cold, unyielding eyes, unlike those of the other day: "You don't need me to remind you, do you?"

But I was reckless: "Father, please forgive your daughter's ignorance! You know perfectly well that Nangong Qing'er is no longer Qing'er! Why are you conflating the two! And you, too..." He forcefully slapped my chin away: "Insolence!" My brothers immediately knelt down: "Father, please calm down!"

His deep voice gave me a terrible headache, but I continued: "This time at the Toutian Manor, I found a letter left by the previous Qing'er." This successfully attracted everyone's attention. Even Nangong Su forgot his anger and just kept his face turned away. I guessed that he wanted me to continue. I suppressed my various emotions and slowly began to speak.

"Father, do you still remember how many days Mother stayed at the Nangong residence?"

Nangong Su turned around, surprised that I asked such a question, and answered softly, "It was four years, eight months, and twenty-eight days." Damn, he remembers so clearly... It really works when you mention Mother! "Continue!" "That's right. I believe Mother had been living at the foot of Tianshan Mountain for about a year before Father met her." Seeing that I seemed to really understand the situation, Nangong Su answered in a deep voice, "When I passed by the foot of Tianshan Mountain, Mi'er had already left traces of living there for a while. What's the key point?"

Sensing that Nangong Su was a little impatient, I had no choice but to get to the point quickly: "Daughter and Mother are both of the 'borrowing' constitution. The so-called 'borrowing' constitution means..." I roughly recounted what the previous Qing'er had left me, except that I changed six years to five years, just to lay the groundwork for later, hoping that Nangong Su would understand how urgent the matter was! But compared to the gasps of my brothers behind me, I felt that Nangong Su's reaction was very cold.

Then she continued, "Mother knows she won't live much longer. To avoid upsetting you and to leave you an heir, that's why I did this, I promise." Since they didn't understand simplified characters and couldn't verify my words, they could only hope to fabricate something based on Nangong Su's feelings for Mi'er!

"So what you mean is?" "So what I mean is, I hope Father will consider Mother's feelings for you and me, and allow me to remain unmarried for the next five years, and have an heir with someone I 'truly love.'" With a clatter, the sound of something breaking was heard. Turning around, I saw Nangong Huang, looking somewhere, expressionless, having pulled off the entire armrest of a wooden chair.

"Oh?~" Nangong Huang's reaction made Nangong Su raise an eyebrow, his hands behind his back, and ask, "Then, Huang'er, what do you intend to do?" Nangong Su asked softly. Nangong Huang? ... He hadn't even considered him... "Father, the person who fell in love with Third Brother was not me."

"Hahahaha~~!" Nangong Su suddenly went berserk and grabbed my throat. Before I even felt my neck about to snap, I was startled. Nangong Su's voice rang heavily in my ears as he spoke, looking at Nangong Huang: "You mean, if Mi'er hadn't died back then, she would have been replaced by someone else, and that person wouldn't be her anymore!? Do you think it's possible that 'you' had entered Mi'er's body back then, hmm?"

Sweat beaded on my forehead. Mi'er had been dead for so many years. Even if I, at such a young age, had truly entered her body, with such low intelligence, I would only be considered a mentally challenged idiot or something. Releasing his grip, Nangong Su laughed again, stroking my face: "So, your beautiful appearances are like public latrines on the street, anyone can enter them, hmm?!" Nangong Su must have gone mad! He gripped my entire face, so tightly that my teeth felt like they were about to come together.

But my unrequited love was so painful

. Just as I felt my teeth were about to be crushed, I cried out, "Father! I beg you!" Nangong Ye knelt down with great force: "Although my little sister is no longer the same person, her health has always been poor, and her old illness may still relapse."

Nangong Su looked at Nangong Ye, then pulled me into his arms, rested his head on my neck, took a deep breath, and said cruelly to Nangong Ye, "Ye'er, if you like her looks, there are plenty of people prettier than her. Besides—" Nangong Su shoved me heavily to the ground. Ouch! Damn lunatic! Seeing that my older brother wanted to come over, I immediately shook my head with a look.

"Besides, today she loves you, tomorrow she might love someone else. She could even lie to you that she's not 'her' anymore." Damn Nangong Su, sowing discord! Nangong Ye didn't even look up: "I believe her."

"Fine! So, do you want her to die in your arms after six years of loving companionship, or do you want her to give birth to your offspring in two or three years and die in your arms? Or perhaps—" Nangong Su looked at Nangong Ye's trembling voice and sneered twice: "You hope your offspring 'daughter' will live such a miserable life like her?! Could it be that this kind of woman is your so-called 'destined' woman? Heh."

...

Those words had the effect of a depth charge, and the entire front hall was shrouded in gloom. Nangong Huang was still gripping the armrest he had broken, his knuckles white; Nangong Ye knelt on the ground, not daring to get up, and no longer spoke; Nangong Su had his back to us, lost in thought; and I, who was supposed to be the protagonist of this farce, was now lying on the ground, unable to get up because Nangong Su's words had stirred up the painful truth in my heart. Only Nangong Yue stood behind her elder brother, lost in thought.

Nangong Yue stepped forward: "Father, why don't you leave this matter to me?" Nangong Yue finally broke the silence, but his words were like a stone sinking into the sea, and no one responded for a long time. Finally, I asked tremblingly, "Second Brother, what do you want to do? And how can we do it..." Nangong Yue walked up to me, glanced at me, and then knelt behind Nangong Su: "If I can guarantee that this little sister is the last one, and won't change again, would that be a solution?"

A tear rolled down my cheek: "But even the people of Tianshan say that this matter has been passed down through many lifetimes, and no one has been able to..." I choked up as I finished speaking, and Nangong Yue continued, "The world is full of wonders, and this matter of your little sister is enough to prove it. Since the soul of the host body can travel back and forth, why can't it stay in one place for a long time? I believe there must be something fishy about this, and I beg Father to give me a chance."

Nangong Su reacted slightly and asked calmly, "What if it can't be done?" Nangong Yue said calmly, "Kill her." I immediately felt a chill. "Oh? You mean you will personally kill Nangong Qing'er, who is no longer hers, or her descendants?"

How cruel! Only Nangong Yue replied, "Any body that is no longer the soul of this woman will be destroyed by me."

"Fine!" With that, Nangong Su turned and left the front hall.

...

Sitting blankly in the garden, looking at the beautiful scenery, I felt no interest whatsoever. Although I knew Nangong Yue said that to help me live, the thought of my next child, or my descendants, being killed filled me with a bittersweet, yet liberating, conflicting feeling.

Like now, if I had known it would be this painful, why did I choose this short life of only six years? These days, my elder brother hasn't come to see me, but I don't have the courage to face him either, and... Nangong Huang. Nangong Su's words deeply reminded me that if my elder brother, who is so loving and affectionate today, suddenly changed his ways and loved someone else tomorrow, my heart would be torn apart. I would rather have never loved at all. Thinking back to that impulsive day, the "no regrets" I so easily uttered seemed so laughable.

I sighed. Such a simple truth, yet I only understood it after experiencing pain. I knew that my reckless behavior with my elder brother these past few days had caused Nangong Huang immense suffering. Moreover, after reading Qing'er's diary, I realized that Nangong Huang was a complete victim.

At this moment, I finally understood Mi'er's resistance—the first Qing'er's aloofness, the previous Qing'er's recklessness, and now I, like a fool, had hurt myself and others… I sighed heavily again, seeing my second brother approaching.

"Second brother…" Knowing he had come to tell me those things, I reluctantly smiled at him; in Nangong Yue's eyes, that bitter smile was less convincing than crying. "Sigh, silly sister." I turned my head away, not wanting to look at him, after all, he was practically Nangong Su's accomplice. Seeing that I didn't really want to talk to him, he sighed and said, "Second brother wanted to help you, but who knew about your... background."

Hearing this, a flood of grievances welled up inside me, and I burst into tears, unable to hold back my sobs. "My life is so short! I only wanted to be with my eldest brother, but instead, I'm treated like this. My past life was already so bitter, and now this one is the same! So be it! What good is another life for such a worthless existence?!"

“Oh, little sister, you must know that your helplessness is not unique to you…” My second brother’s words were filled with resignation. I looked over and asked, “What do you mean? Does it mean that you also have someone you like but can’t be with?”

Seeing that I was willing to talk to him, he sat down beside me, stroked my hair, and for the first time put aside his frivolous manner, said, “I not only have the helplessness of liking someone but not being able to be with them, the pain of realizing I shouldn’t have fallen in love; I also have many regrets, resentment, and a refusal to accept my fate.”

It was the first time I had seen my second brother so heartbroken. He always had a smiling face, and I thought he didn’t have much suffering. At that moment, I hated myself for being so selfish and self-righteous. I always felt that my life was miserable, but I didn't realize that there were many people in the world who had miserable lives. So I whispered to comfort him, "Second Brother, don't be sad... I'm sorry."

He winked at me and said, "Little Sister is so understanding of Second Brother." Seeing that he was being so irreverent, I said angrily, "Second Brother, are you trying to gain sympathy?" Then I thought about it and realized that I couldn't fake those expressions, so I added, "It's just that I rarely see Second Brother so sad. Usually, people only see your flirtatious and irreverent nature."

"Hehe, silly little sister, people are creatures of pretense. Everyone has their own way of hiding their sadness." I thought about it and realized he was right. Like my older brother, he uses polite, aloof manners to mask his suffering. But I always wear my pain on my sleeve; even I wouldn't feel comfortable looking at myself like that…

I took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said to my second brother, "Second brother is right. I shouldn't be so downcast all the time; it doesn't look good on me. Second brother, can you tell me what your plans are for that matter?" To my surprise, my second brother winked at me and said, "I just want to fool Father for now—I'll think of something else once things have calmed down."

I was speechless. This is your plan?? Seeing my helpless expression, my second brother opened his fan and covered his face, laughing, "But little sister's health is so poor, it really needs to be addressed. I've already asked Father for leave for three years to accompany you in seeking a cure."

Then he closed the fan, propped his head up, and looked at me, "Sigh~ But listen to my advice, Father... isn't as easy to talk to as you think. He only has one method, but it's also the most powerful: ruthless, cold-blooded, and powerful. We've always lived in his shadow. If we could, we wouldn't need to..." He sighed, "Little sister, don't talk back to him. If this continues, even if we all commit suicide in front of him, we might not be able to protect you anymore."

Seeing how serious my second brother was, I weakly called out, "Second brother..." "Alright, little sister, I'm leaving now. Big brother... I hope you can understand him."

After my second brother left, I felt he was implying something. That's right, big brother also has a lot of helplessness. If he could, he wouldn't want to suffer such injustice either, so I decided to go and have a good talk with him.

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