Imprison You (1-24) - Incest Novel

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Imprisoning You Author: Grass and Birds Word Count: 31,569
Losing you is the most devastating pain. She left, preferring to be consumed by flames with her daughter rather than stay by his side, not even deigning to leave him a single word. He knew he had despicably used her feelings, and he knew how deeply he had hurt her. He had considered the possibility of her suicide, but when that moment truly arrived, he realized that losing her was an unbearable pain! From that day on, his soul was hollowed out, perishing in the flames along with mother and daughter. He was left with a zombie-like body, responsible for his ambition, silently enduring the pain of killing the one he loved most. He considered himself a heartless and desireless person, almost ruthless in his pursuit of advancement and status. How long did it take him to transform from a hostage in a weak country into a so-called hegemon? Six years. He achieved this transformation in just six years. It wasn't a smooth journey as outsiders perceived; ultimately, he was merely a traitor. Having endured countless insults, curses, and sarcasm, he deeply understood the importance of power, because he couldn't let his life continue like this. Only by standing at the top could he live the life he desired. Hurt, exploitation, deception… these were his usual tricks. He forgot how many people he had trampled upon to get to where he was today. The only thing he remembered was how ruthlessly he had used and even driven his lover and their shared daughter to their deaths. What was he thinking back then? He must have been bewitched to treat her, who loved him so deeply, with such cruelty. But this bastard had planned to use and deceive her from the very beginning. From orchestrating their romantic encounter to using feigned tenderness and affection to gradually win her heart, to exploiting her feelings for him, rising from a lowly hostage to become the consort of the Yan princess, and finally, ungrateful, he usurped her kingdom, leaving her with the infamy of being a tyrant, ultimately forcing her to immolate herself with her daughter as atonement. The entire palace was empty. Every day, he wandered the places they had once visited, hoping to find some memories of the past. Thinking of their past sweetness and happiness, he couldn't help but smile foolishly to himself. Only the ruins after the fire remained, a place he dared not visit to this day. Every time he passed by, he would take a different route, for that scene was too heartbreaking. The woman who would smile so sweetly at him was gone. The last time she looked at him that day, there was only a deathly stillness. The palace that had once been filled with her joyful laughter was now so desolate. It was all fate, all the retribution he deserved. He couldn't forget her last radiant smile; she seemed so happy, with a sense of relief? Relief? Could it be…? He felt as if struck by lightning, unable to move! It felt like an eternity before he finally realized what had happened, and then he burst into laughter! Laughing at what? Laughing at the cruel trick of fate; laughing at her stubbornness; and even more so at his own deserved fate, his own foolishness, loving her so much without realizing it. So she had willingly chosen to die! Betrayed and hurt by the love she had always clung to, and because of that so-called love, her country perished, and her people were displaced. Death was the only way she could find peace. She always knew she had ulterior motives in approaching her, but that fool, knowing he was only using her, still stubbornly jumped into what he thought was a flawless trap… Why? Why! Everything he had meticulously planned had now become a reality, yet now he felt the most important thing was gone forever? Yan Li! Yan Li! Li'er!! Ah!!! Li'er!!! It was no use. No matter how he called out, no matter how he pleaded, no one answered him. Only an insane silence responded; she still didn't appear. Haha, how could she possibly appear! Wasn't it because he had driven her to her death with his own hands?! It seemed everything had become desolate because of her departure. Was it because of his insincerity that she took revenge on him with death? Was it because of his cold-heartedness that she completely gave up and sought release through self-immolation? Was it because he had chilled her heart that she took their daughter and left this world to punish herself? It must be so, it must be so! She was so resolute, leaving him no room for anything, even in her final moments she only gave him her back… No! He didn't want to! He didn't want to see the hatred in her eyes. With her resolute nature, she would never want to see him again for all eternity, and perhaps he would never find her again, whether in the underworld or the heavens… She resented him for not being a father to their child, so she left him forever with their daughter; she hated him, so she wouldn't even grant him a chance to repent… Li'er, you wouldn't be so cruel to me, would you? I know I was wrong, Chu Xu knows he was wrong!! Please come back!! Li'er… In the darkness, he was so pitiful and laughable. The raging wind seemed to mock his foolishness, and the falling leaves seemed to celebrate his tragic end… She could vent her hatred for him with death. He knew her pain, but who knew his? He went mad; his world went mad from then on… 2. What can punish you, my scumbag? In late spring, the breath of spring gradually faded, and autumn deepened, but Chu Xu felt incredibly cold. He just didn't know if it was the desolate weather or the heart of the heartbroken man that was bleak and desolate… “Your Majesty, how about this servant summons a concubine for your night?” “Who sent you? Get out of here!!! Get out!!!” Chu Xu felt endless rage and sorrow accumulating in his chest. Suddenly, his blood surged, and he turned to the side, vomiting a large pool of dark blood. Why! Why did everyone think he didn't love Li'er? Even a servant dared to advise him to be intimate with another woman while he was silently missing Li'er. Did they really think Li'er held such a shallow place in his heart? Ah! Has his own heartlessness and cold-bloodedness really taken so deeply into people's hearts...? Ah... Who can he blame? Who can he blame? Isn't he the one who made others think this way?! If he had cared about her; if he had truly considered her feelings; if he had realized his feelings for her sooner, none of this would have happened! But Li'er, Li'er, his foolish Li'er. Since she could wait for him for so long, why didn't she wait a little longer? Why did she have to use such drastic measures to force him to realize his deep love for her? It turns out, she wasn't the only fool; compared to her, he was the most foolish person in the world. Because he had to wait until he drove the person he loved most to death before he realized how indispensable she was to him, only to have her return to the flames without a second thought... But if... there are no ifs... Even he couldn't help but laugh at his own wishful thinking; he must have gone mad, but no one would sympathize with him, because he was simply taking responsibility for his actions... And Li'er, did she think so too? His actions must have utterly broken her heart. Her feelings had been ignored all along; she must have waited in despair for his response, which was why she could so readily face death… … “Your Majesty—” Chang Shun wanted to persuade him, but a glare from his murderous eyes made him realize his grave mistake, so he could only retreat tremblingly to the side. Countless times, whenever Chu Xu stood alone in his palace, lost in thought, Chang Shun felt it was the most heartbreaking scene in the world. Even though he had to play the role of a servant, he still felt a sense of satisfaction. Because Heaven does have eyes; retribution is inevitable, it's just a matter of time. And now, Chu Xu's retribution had finally arrived! Chang Shun had served in the Yan Emperor's palace for nearly fifty years, and he had a deep affection for every blade of grass and tree within its walls. Coupled with his strict and upright character, he enjoyed the Yan Emperor's trust. Thus, he had watched the late Emperor's most beloved daughter, Yan Li, grow up. Remembering Yan Li, who perished in the fire, Chang Shun forcefully held back his tears. Even though he was now facing someone who could be said to have personally killed Yan Li, for the sake of a certain responsibility and promise, Chang Shun could only force himself to suppress his hatred for his enemy and serve as a slave to a fallen kingdom, just to see him suffer. Every time he saw Chu Xu here, reminiscing about his beloved, the resentment in Chang Shun's heart became increasingly difficult to suppress! If he hadn't promised that person to infiltrate his side, he probably would have pointed at Chu Xu's nose and cursed him three times, "Serves him right!" As the saying goes, "If only you had known then what you know now..." Watching Chu Xu sink into despair and despair, the seemingly respectful Chang Shun revealed a mocking sneer when no one was watching... The face is gone, I know not where; the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze... ... In a daze, Chu Xu seemed to see his Li'er, but at this moment he couldn't be sure if the person was really his Li'er. Because the woman in front of him didn't turn around, but judging from her posture, she was clearly his Li'er.He didn't care anymore, he couldn't worry about anything else. In the days since losing her, he had truly tasted the agony of unbearable pain. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he wouldn't give up! Besides, the figure before him was elusive, so ethereal, as if a mere touch would turn it into a wisp of mist and dissipate, a lightness that suffocated him. But if he was forced to only gaze at her back like this, the anxiety, even more intense than the etherealness, would be unbearable. Thinking of this, he boldly mustered his courage and rushed forward, wanting to hold that beautiful figure firmly in his arms. But it was like sand in his palm; the more he tried to grasp it, the faster it slipped away. Just moments ago she was standing not far from him, but as he was about to touch her, he realized with horror that he couldn't reach her! Nothing could terrify him more! He couldn't waste any more time! He had done so many things to hurt her before; Li'er must be furious with him. But now he couldn't even seize the only chance to get close to her. How could this not make him anxious?! Damn it! What's going on?! Someone tell him how to keep Li'er by his side, how to make her willingly nestle in his arms… 3 Farewell in a Dream Outside the door, the snow continued to fall heavily, layer upon layer, seemingly endless, threatening to engulf everything in its path. A cold wind blew through the window. Even in his sleep, the man on the dragon bed had his brows furrowed. The air in the room was filled with the faint, lingering fragrance of his departed lover, but it couldn't mask the desolation that permeated the room. Chu Xu, still asleep, didn't know what she was about to do. He hurriedly reached out to pull her, but grasped only air. Suddenly, his body was inexplicably pinned to the ground, and waves of intense pain shot through him, so severe that he almost fainted several times, only managing weak breaths. Even so, he still walked with heavy steps towards Yan Li, resolute and determined. His eyes, filled with regret, pain, and pleading, were fixed on her unreadable face, his heart filled with sorrow. She wouldn't even look at him; her eyes, once brimming with love, were now filled with bloodstained hatred. "Why? Why was it you who drove me to this desperate situation? Why?" Yan Li's trembling voice was filled with too many complex emotions—resentment, hatred, pain, grief… Each "why" seemed to exhaust all her feelings for her husband. He gave her a day of pampering, a lifetime of resentment and pain. When betrayal came, all the happiness and joy of the past served as a cruel foil. Chu Xu's heart ached terribly; his previous unease instantly transformed into despair. The plea he was about to utter froze on his lips, unable to produce a single word. He stared in shock at those eyes filled with resentment and pain, his mouth agape, seemingly filled with regret, or perhaps unable to accept the reality he had just realized. An aura of utter despair filled the silent world, as if everything was infected by her grief. The pain she had suppressed because of her husband's betrayal burst forth from her heart with each sorrowful and resentful question. Her words left him speechless; all explanations and pleas seemed utterly ridiculous. "A seemingly gentle husband, a hypocritical subject, a cold and heartless father—you played all these roles so perfectly… Did you really want me dead? Was it only perfect if my life and my child's life ended in your hands?" Time and again, you hurt the woman he loved most… "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be in so much pain… But it's always you, why is it always you… You were once the person I loved most, yet you became the creator of all the misfortunes in my life. You… how cruel you are!" "Li'er, Li'er… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…" He kept repeating this sentence, incoherently. He wanted to get close to her, to hold her hand, to touch her face, to wipe away her tears and pain, just like she used to, when she occasionally cried, to hold her in his arms and gently comfort her… But things were different now. Now, he could do nothing. He dared not approach her, afraid that her filthy hands would taint the pure and beautiful image she held in her memory. ... In the spacious, bright imperial tent, the woman's petite body was seemingly casually but carefully tossed onto the snow-white fur cushion by the man. Before she could even sit up, the man's muscular body had already pressed down on her tightly. "...Let me go!" she growled angrily. "What if I don't?" he teased with a flirtatious smile. The fingers that had been roaming over her body slowly changed from wicked to gentle caresses, his thin lips lightly brushing against her pink face, his cold and bewitching slender eyes firmly locked onto the stubborn gaze of the lovely woman. "Li'er, I am determined to have you. Chu Xu betrayed you, stole your throne, and abandoned you and your mother... Tonight, even if you resist me again, it will be meaningless..." Enveloped by his aggressive aura, even with her hands clenched, she could not stop the cold shivers that swept through her body. "Father...you can't..." "Can't?" Yan Xiao's face curled into a cold, wicked smile. His fingers, roaming over his daughter's body, roughly tore at her clothes, leaving only a thin bodice barely covering her breasts. Her struggling hands were forcefully pinned to the pillow, his large, brown hands kneading her body through the thin fabric. 4 Father's "Love" is Difficult "You can be touched by a man with ulterior motives, but you can't be intimate with your father who has always loved you deeply? Li'er, I originally wanted to take you gently, but now it seems that without force, you don't know what the right choice is..." His dark eyes, fixed on Yan Li, concealed a storm. Even the fear in the eyes of the girl opposite him couldn't soften the chilling aura... "Father, have you gone mad? I am your daughter, you can't do these things to me!" "Mad? Heh." A strange sneer curled at the corner of his lips. His gaze, like that of a predatory beast, seemed intent on devouring the woman before him. His thin, cold lips brushed against her ear. "Yes, I've gone mad… Just when I wanted to let you go and be with that despicable man, that damned man hurt you so badly… Anyone or anything that hurts you, I will destroy without mercy… Whether it's the throne or you, I will make him pay the price!" Thinking of that man, though his face remained indifferent, Yan Li's heart was still being ripped open, the pain almost suffocating her. Listening to his words, her gaze towards him slowly became incredibly complex. It wasn't that she wasn't moved, but someone wounded by love was about to accept a new relationship, one that was intolerable to the world… "…Li'er… don't think about those things, just feel my heart!" His promise, as firm as a vow, made her feel an increasingly obvious warmth, though it hadn't yet blossomed into the love the man desired. But as the saying goes—when winter comes, can spring be far behind? "Tonight, you are destined to be my woman. Chu Xu abandoned you, but I will always be waiting for you. Accept me, and at least you will receive a man's true affection..." Yan Li's wavering heart gradually softened, no longer resisting his words. A longing for warmth flowed freely within her. She bit her pale, trembling lips tightly, her heart searching for direction in its confusion... "Father, if you take me, you will definitely regret it..." she murmured, finding an excuse that could barely sustain her. "Regret?" He scoffed disdainfully. "If I cannot have you, I will regret it even more..." His cold gaze grew even more resolute, his tall, strong male body slowly and powerfully pressing down on her. "Father... I can't..." Stubborn as she was, she was still subconsciously bound by worldly ethics. "Why not?" He was slightly annoyed. "Do you know, Li'er? I have waited too long, really, too long... too long..." His resentful tone revealed unwillingness and sorrow, but even more so, the joy of a dream come true. Amidst deep, murmuring moans, his warm, thin lips slid over her full breasts, slowly moving to her flat, smooth abdomen. Yan Li's tense nerves, still taut, were thrown into disarray by his provocative kisses. Another wave of frenzied licking plunged her into the abyss of forbidden desire, and the man, who had waited for years and was finally on the verge of losing control, his desire had collapsed. His cunning tongue had reached the depths of her legs, his breath hot on her sensitive spots, leaving her helplessly leaning against him, her long hair spread across the pillow. Besides her own helpless moans, she heard his rough, labored breathing. "Li'er... Li'er... Father loves you... Father will be with you forever..." he uttered uncontrollably, the words of love buried deep within him finally culminating in this day of unrequited love. "...Father..." she choked out in response.His tongue finally reached the long-awaited flower bud. The moment the moist sensation touched the soft flesh, Yan Li's mind went blank. Her body slowly separated from her consciousness, gradually losing herself in this ultimate pleasure. Seeing the tears sliding from his daughter's eyes, a hint of relief slowly spread across his dark eyes. She finally stopped feeling disgust and resistance towards his feelings. "...Shh...Don't cry, Li'er, Father was wrong just now...Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. I just want to feel everything about you properly...I won't really force you..." His deep, magnetic voice, already pressed against the hot iron beneath him, only gently rubbed against her delicate inner thighs. After a few light probes, he began to slowly accelerate. Feeling her restless writhing, hearing her unbearable moans, Yan Xiao, already tormented by desire, suddenly lost control, his wild thrusts hitting her sensitive entrance again and again. The surging caresses and irresistible sucking silenced all her moans between their intertwined lips.
Even though her body was firmly imprisoned in his strong embrace, even though his dark eyes burned with intense desire, a last shred of reason made Yan Li's trembling hand reach down to stop his restless penis. "...You can't go in..." she pleaded, her eyes misty. This was her last stand, her moral bottom line. While rejecting him, she was also deeply moved by his intense love, but her heart and soul were not yet fully ready to belong to her father completely. "...Father...if you love me, don't push me so hard...let everything take its natural course, okay..." Yan Li knew that in front of him, she was always willful and selfish. Her wounded heart needed a domineering, fiery warmth to soothe it. Although she wanted to accept her father's feelings, she couldn't deny that she hadn't completely healed from the pain of the past. She knew her father would give her time to heal, and would unconditionally forgive her. So, could she be selfish just one last time… After the storm, she would definitely give him a chance, give herself a chance, and give them a chance to walk into happiness… Even the strong and domineering Yan Xiao couldn't help but feel pity at the repeated pleas of his beloved. His pent-up erection finally withdrew reluctantly from her delicate frame, and Yan Xiao lay down beside her, pulling her tightly into his arms. “…Damn it…you bad Li’er…you actually…um…” Even her gentle push made him act like a spoiled brat; his damned penis was so sensitive it wanted to ejaculate immediately. “Li’er…you’re so awful…” Barely suppressing the urge to ejaculate, after cursing his own incompetence in his heart, he bitterly accused the “culprit.” “Li’er…next time, you can’t refuse me again…” He spoke harshly; he never expressed tenderness, which had previously made her avoid him like the plague. Now she discovered the deep affection and tenderness behind the man, which always moved her deeply. "Okay." She answered him without hesitation, without resentment, only joy. Hearing her words, his dark eyes gazed deeply into her watery eyes. After a long while, he pulled her closer, his fingertips gently twirling a playful strand of her hair, his burning lips pressing deeply into hers. "...Actually, how could Father bear to force you..." A faint sigh escaped his lips, a sigh of blissful contentment at being forever captivated by the woman before him. In the midst of their passionate kiss, Yan Li clearly heard the genuine emotions revealed in his usually domineering self, and a faint tear appeared at the corner of her eye... In truth, how could those complaints conceal the overflowing doting and love in his heart? Although he had suffered greatly with this precious darling, he was willing to pay any price as long as she was willing to acknowledge his feelings... His large, warm chest pressed against her softness, and she, sensitive to the atmosphere, naturally felt the air within the tent slowly growing hotter. The ambiguous, alluring atmosphere flushed her originally jade-like face, giving it a unique allure. "...Father...you're holding me so tightly..." she mumbled. "...Father is afraid Li'er is cold..." he retorted shamelessly, showing no intention of letting go. Although he had promised Li'er not to completely possess her for the time being, Yan Xiao wouldn't let go of even a single bit of the privilege that was rightfully his. A warm and tender atmosphere filled the air, and a sweet scent permeated the bedchamber… 6 Turning into his arms, Yan Li hadn't imagined just a few days ago that her father, whom she had always thought was killed by Chu Xu, would actually survive. Now, the feelings she had once avoided had become increasingly complex. Yan Xiao was no longer the emperor of Yan; she was also the shortest-reigning monarch in history. In just a few days, due to a series of blows, her attachment to her father had unknowingly developed into something else. Knowing her father's power, she simply played the coward again. She didn't think about or ask anything, because she knew that her father would take care of everything for her; now, he was the only person she could rely on. Now, her child was her heart and soul. Having just experienced a near-death experience, how could she not love her precious son, whom she had carried for ten months and almost lost her life to give birth to? Yes, she had given birth to a son, not a daughter as Chu Xu and others had thought! Why did she conceal the child's gender? Because after learning that her seemingly gentle and refined husband was actually a despicable villain harboring treacherous ambitions and using her to restore his kingdom, she knew she couldn't let the grudges of the previous generation ruin her child's future! Once Pei'er's identity as a boy was revealed, Chu Xu would definitely pay extra attention to him, personally raising him and grooming him to be his heir after usurping power. Just thinking about such consequences made Yan Li grateful for her initial decision. Her life was ruined by that man, but that didn't mean her Pei'er's future was also controlled by him! After being used by him for so long, she didn't want to remain foolish. While pregnant with Pei'er, her father suddenly "passed away," and she learned Chu Xu's true colors from Chang Shun. At that time, she was almost devastated! If it weren't for Chang Shun's meticulous care and the glimmer of hope that Pei'er brought, Yan Li might not have survived. It was thanks to all of this encouragement that she had been reborn. During the year she spent masked and maneuvering with Chu Xu, Yan Li truly felt she had wasted seventeen years of her life! How could someone be so hypocritical and shameless! On the surface, he was a gentle and dashing husband and father, but behind the scenes, he was the mastermind who pushed her and her child to their deaths. Could there be anything more terrifying than this! Chu Xu presented a benevolent father's face in public, but had he ever truly cared for Pei'er? Had he truly fulfilled his responsibilities as a father? Otherwise, how could he have been so unaware that she had distorted the child's gender? All of this dealt a heavy blow to the naive Yan Li… But Yan Li was, after all, Yan Li. Even though she had been deceived for loving such a hypocritical man, once she awakened, she understood everything completely and was utterly heartbroken. Before the palace fire, she had already entrusted Pei'er to Chang Shun to be raised outside the palace. She felt she had no face to face her father and could only atone with death… Now, knowing her father had faked his death, and recalling everything that had happened before, it wasn't hard to guess that Chang Shun was someone her father had arranged to care for her, and that everything now was likely part of his meticulous plan… Thinking of this, Yan Li's heart softened, leaning more towards Yan Xiao. The most urgent matter was to contact Chang Shun to bring Pei'er back to her side. Before she could even speak, Yan Xiao had already prepared everything for her. Having loved her for so many years, how could he not understand what she was thinking? … That night, dozens of shadow guards silently patrolled the moving carriage. Inside, the carriage was illuminated as bright as day by a luminous pearl. The man, bathed in light, retained an untamed and arrogant air, his understated attire not diminishing his presence in the slightest. Yet, when facing the woman before him, his tenderness was truly captivating… An ambiguous atmosphere enveloped them, a silent sweetness swirling around them. In the dim, quiet woods at midnight, where no one else was whispering, only the occasional indistinct sound broke the silence. Inside the carriage, Yan Li wore a snow-white fox fur coat over a soft silk padded jacket embroidered with lotus petals. A white jade hairpin adorned her jet-black hair, her delicate brows radiating a languid sleepiness. The interior was warmed by a carved charcoal stove, making her nose and cheeks, usually red from the cold wind, appear even more delicate and endearing under the warmth. "Li'er… are you still cold? Do you want to sleep a little longer…?" His dark eyes, shrouded in the night's darkness, deepened with the woman's unwitting allure. "No way... I've been half asleep all day..." Yan Li'er whimpered softly, determined to linger in the warmth of his embrace and refuse to sleep. Her playful little hands tugged at the jade pendant hanging at his waist, tugging at it in a venting manner. "Fine... I won't sleep then..." Yan Xiao adored her charming demeanor at this moment, how could he bear to upset her? Afraid that her delicate, precious body would be chilled by the long-disappeared coldness in the room, his strong hand gently took her mischievous hand and placed it inside his sleeve, warming it gently. His warm palm not only warmed her body but also her broken, frozen heart. Yan Li'er hugged his waist tightly, burying her face in his firm chest, rubbing against this tenderness that was uniquely hers with a haughty air. "...Father... am I dreaming...?" she murmured unconsciously. She nestled lazily in his arms, occasionally wriggling slightly. Every word she spoke revealed a deep unease and vulnerability, tormenting Yan Xiao's heart. He wished he could trade the entire world for a single smile from her. "...I'm sorry...Li'er...it's all Father's fault..." He blamed all the pain she suffered on himself, completely forgetting how profound the despair Yan Li had inflicted on him back then had been... "Li'er, if I had known you would be so insecure, I should have kept you by my side at all costs, preventing anyone and anything from harming you in the slightest..."His thin lips, unable to contain their passion, pressed a series of light kisses, filled with remorse and deep affection, onto her fair face. His gentle dark eyes gazed at her with doting tenderness and longing. "...It's my own fault, how can I blame you..." Good heavens, how could Father be like this? Did he have to move her to tears every time before he would stop? Everything she had was given to her by him; he wanted his darling to have the best in the world. Even in love, he didn't want her to suffer the slightest grievance, preferring to see her marry someone else and choose to suffer himself... Heartbroken by Yan Li's helpless and anxious appearance, Yan Xiao pulled her onto his lap, carefully wrapping her in his mink cloak. His thin lips brushed against her forehead, whispering softly, offering gentle comfort. "It seems Chang Shun was right. Keeping you by that despicable man's side will only cause you more pain... You are my treasure, more precious than life itself. Cherishing you is my responsibility. From now on, I can only truly feel at ease if I keep you by my side forever..." "Father... thank you..." Unable to utter any more words, tears welling in her eyes, that was all she could say. Hearing Yan Xiao's solemn promise, Yan Li's heart overflowed with happiness and a fluttering emotion, disregarding all so-called moral taboos. She was, after all, just an ordinary woman who needed to be loved. Besides, her father was so good to her, his embrace so warm. The coldness and despair brought on by the calamities of the past few days vanished instantly because of his meticulous care… 8 Father, I am willing to give you… The night grew deeper and the road became quieter. Yan Xiao looked at Yan Li's drowsy and confused appearance, feeling that no amount of pity was too much for her. He truly couldn't understand why that person would be willing to hurt her like that… “If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell your father, okay…” He gently instructed her, gazing at her as she murmured in her daze. Yan Li leaned against her father's warm and thick chest, feeling the deep doting and tolerance in his dark eyes. She couldn't help but get up and wrap her arms around his neck, gently kissing his thin lips. “…Father…can you not be so good to me…otherwise, you'll spoil me…” she complained, feigning annoyance but actually moved. “No…I just want to spoil you…for a lifetime…” He lowered his head and nibbled on her earlobe. As ruthless as Yan Xiao was, before his "death," he was both the most powerful monarch on the continent and the most cold and majestic emperor… But all of this was limited to those other than Yan Li. If he could, he would rather remain a monarch without ordinary emotions forever, so he wouldn't suffer the heart-wrenching pain of not being able to have her! It was only because of her that he experienced a feeling called "love," but bound by moral constraints and her rejection and escape, he could only bury his pain deep inside and grit his teeth to endure! He only wanted to cast everything aside and watch over Li'er's happiness from afar, and thus he chose to "death"… In truth, he was grateful to Chu Xu; without his foolishness, he would never have gained Li'er's approval. Once he received a response from his beloved, worldly ethics were utterly insignificant in Yan Xiao's eyes, for he had suffered loneliness and pain for too long! Finally redeemed, why would he care about the opinions and views of others?! He would slay gods and Buddhas alike! "Li'er, my little darling... Father loves you so much..." Overwhelmed with emotion, he couldn't contain himself. He murmured tenderly, his arms encircling her waist, his burning lips lingering on hers. Clutching his clothes, Yan Li responded wholeheartedly; this tenderness, uniquely hers, made her forget all her troubles... Their kiss deepened, growing increasingly passionate, his long, slender fingers slowly slipping into her collar, then caressing the softness of her breasts. "Li'er, I won't let you leave me again." His thin lips moved lower, gently nibbling her neck. His vow-like whisper warmed her to tears; tears welled in her eyes, wetting his large hand on her cheek. She gripped his clothes tightly, smiling radiantly. "Father, I will never leave again." He wouldn't leave, he didn't want to leave, he couldn't bear to leave… Overwhelmed with emotion, his slightly trembling kisses landed haphazardly on her nose, cheeks, chin, and lips. The moment he heard Li'er's promise, Yan Xiao clearly felt his blood surging violently in his veins, almost losing control! "Father, do you want me?" Not out of guilt, nor because he wanted to make amends, but simply following his heart. "...Is that alright…I want your willingness…" Although surprised by her words, his love for her outweighed everything else; he didn't want her to suffer even the slightest grievance. "It's Li'er's willingness!" She nodded with a smile, nestling into his arms. He looked down at her for a long while, then lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely… 9 Completely Possessing You Yan Xiao's uncontrollable kisses landed repeatedly on her pink lips, his heart filled with ecstasy, unable to recover for a long time. He hoped to savor this sweet, honey-like moment for a lifetime. "Li'er, your father desires your heart, so much, so much that it aches!" His words, choked with emotion, echoed powerfully in her ears. Finally, she stopped ignoring him, stopped running away! She would be moved to tears, she would give him a sincere response. Her hazy phoenix eyes, her alluring face, her rosy lips… all of this caused Yan Xiao's lust to erupt completely. Tonight, he wanted her entirely, her body and her heart, he would hold them firmly in his hands, never letting go until death! His strong, well-defined hand slowly slid down her body; her captivating beauty truly made his heart ache with love. "Li'er, you started this fire, you must extinguish it!" Only by truly possessing her could he prove he owned her. It seemed ridiculous, but that was truly what he thought, and he intended to do it. Seventeen years of silent waiting, he had never complained, unwilling to see her suffer even the slightest hardship. However, if anyone were to harm even the slightest thing that touched his beloved, he would absolutely not let it go! Once the long-suppressed desires were released, the tightly bound torrent of lust became unstoppable! Tonight, he could no longer maintain his usual gentleness in front of her. His movements were slightly rough; his large hands gripped Yan Li's slender waist, roaming over her flawless, beautiful body. The thrill he aroused caused her to gasp and moan softly, filling the room with a seductive, spring-like atmosphere. "Li'er, I'm sorry, Father couldn't hold back!" he growled through gritted teeth. His passionate kisses traced relentlessly circles along the flawless lips of the woman beneath him, then plunged into her mouth, playing with her smooth, delicate tongue. His hands slowly moved downwards, gently caressing her, igniting her desire and fueling his own… Alluring moans escaped Yan Li's pink lips; she felt as if her entire body was on fire, burning and throbbing, her snow-white body pressed against his strong chest. Because it was him, she was willing to fall into depravity with him! His lover's response filled Yan Xiao with a dreamlike, ecstatic joy. At this moment, he was no longer the wise and aloof emperor, but simply an ordinary man driven mad by love. "…Ah…Father…be gentle…" A soft, sweet moan melted his heart. The Emperor's passionate and wild advances left her somewhat bewildered, yet her body, acting before her mind, answered his caresses, responding to his wandering tongue that roamed her entire body. Yan Li's alluring scent, like the lure of rosemary, drove him to madness. He thirstily sucked at her sweetness, completely captivated by her intoxicating taste, unable to escape, and willingly surrendering to her, unwilling to flee. "Ah… Father… no…" she sobbed uncontrollably. Yan Xiao's repeated, frenzied actions nearly drove her mad. Helplessly, she tried to escape his fiery plunder, but her powerless body could not keep pace with her will. "Li'er…" he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "Say… say you love me…" In the silent air, every breath he took was a passionate caress in her eyes. "Father...I love you..." Her heart, now completely open, made her willing to fall in love with the man who gave her life and had always doted on her. "Li'er...I love you too..." He answered passionately and firmly, his wish fulfilled. Li'er's beauty was like the sweetest poison; he knew it was poisonous, but its intense fragrance constantly tempted and teased him. He found himself unable to control his infatuation with her, nor did he want to; he could only pursue her more thirstily. "Li'er, open your eyes and look, Father is going to possess you completely!" Before he finished speaking, he straightened his back and buried himself deeply inside her... Cold sweat dripped down her forehead. He lifted her waist, allowing himself to enter her body more smoothly... 10 Spring waters rippled until his penis was more than halfway inside. Yan Xiao's left arm immediately embraced the delicate woman's body, his left hand grasping her white porcelain bowl-shaped right breast, pinching and twisting the pretty nipple, while his right hand explored between her trembling legs, his thumb pressing against her petals.Feeling the delicate woman tremble, a feeling of tenderness welled up within him. He tenderly brushed aside Yan Li's dark hair, repeatedly licking and kissing the back of her fair neck. Although he was trying his best to alleviate his beloved's pain, his body, still recovering from a serious illness and deprived of intimacy for so long, was too inexperienced, causing the fragile Yan Li to shed tears. "Waaah… Father… It hurts… Father…" A pitiful accusation escaped her rosy lips. Her soft, fragrant body leaned against her lover's chest, one hand tracing through her father's hair, as she turned her head away shyly to hide her already flushed cheeks. "Don't cry, my dear Li'er... I'm sorry, Li'er, relax a little, please, relax your body a little, it's killing my heart..." Seeing the beautiful girl's tear-streaked face still bearing a slight smile, clearly without the slightest regret, Yan Xiao's heart was breaking. He quickly kissed her slightly trembling lips, his right hand leaving her petals, his arms tightly embracing her. "Father... Father... love me..." A soft moan escaped her lips, the piercing pain of their first night had lessened to a tolerable level. Whether it was Yan Xiao's incoherent words of love that had an effect, or the beautiful girl's flower cave had adapted to the naturally throbbing large penis, Yan Li's body was slowly softening, showing slight wriggling, her face returning to a delicate pale red, her soft tongue beginning to respond to his kisses. Although Yan Xiao sensed the changes in his daughter's body, he dared not be rash, fearing he might "hurt" her again. Therefore, he didn't initiate any physical activity, only gently stroking her two high breasts and flat abdomen with his hands. Yan Li's uterus was being rubbed by the soft yet firm glans, producing a tingling, itchy pleasure that intensified. Coupled with his gentle caresses of her tender breasts, the sensation became even more unbearable. Instinctively, she wanted to move the "brother of the Emperor" inside her, but how could she dare say it aloud? So she stood on tiptoe, suspending her body, and used her buttocks to gently move the penis, hoping he wouldn't notice her almost "lewd" behavior. Although Yan Li's movements were small, and Yan Xiao was focused on rubbing her beautiful breasts and sucking her sweet tongue, her actions were nothing short of self-deception. Yan Xiao had recovered from his initial "overwhelmed with gratitude," and his attention was now entirely focused on the beautiful woman's body. He only wanted to give this woman, whom he had loved for so many years, the ultimate physical pleasure. No slight change in her appearance would escape his notice. He had been worried about her earlier, but now that her pain had subsided, Yan Xiao was relieved. Now it was his turn to feel uncomfortable. Yan Li's vagina was incredibly elastic, the vaginal walls squeezing and contracting with unimaginable force, tightly gripping the invading penis, making him grimace. Even with her slight movements, it was not enough to alleviate the pain caused by the almost unbearable pressure. "...Li'er, a little more... intense, okay? Your flower hole is too... really too tight, it's making your father suffer so much..." Yan Xiao stuck out the beauty's tongue, biting her soft earlobe as he whispered his pleading. "Ah!" Yan Li knew that her father had discovered her "lewd behavior," and she was so ashamed that even her ears burned red. She tried to escape, but her breasts were firmly grasped in his hands, making it impossible for her to break free. Even without his grasp, her limp body lacked the strength to muster, and besides, where could she possibly escape to? "...Good Li'er, it really hurts. Only you can save Father..." he pleaded softly. Yan Xiao's voice was full of encouragement, and Yan Li began to do as he said. The height of her raised buttocks increased, and the frequency unconsciously quickened. Although it wasn't very intense yet, it had already brought Yan Xiao to the peak of pleasure.
11. Although Yan Li's vagina was tight, the walls were surprisingly soft and delicate, undulating irregularly like waves. Once aroused, the pleasure of being rubbed by this tender cavity was enough to drive any man mad. Yan Xiao almost immediately felt the urge to ejaculate, but he gritted his teeth and held back. He knew that even if he ejaculated now, he would recover immediately, but the feeling of restraint was far more wonderful than the moment of release. Yan Li released her father's head and neck, placing her hands on his knees, which he had deliberately crossed. Her two slender legs stretched straight forward, her beautiful insteps pointed, and her body leaned slightly forward. She hoped this would make it easier for the massive object inside her to enter and exit, allowing both of them to experience the most pleasurable pleasure. "Ah...ah...Father...um..." she gasped, her breath coming in a pitiful gasp. Yan Li expressed her joy from her father with unrestrained moans, but the current position was exhausting. After only about twenty thrusts, a fine layer of sweat had appeared on her fair back. "Father...I...I...ah...so tired...I have no strength left...um...um..." she pleaded pitifully. Yan Xiao, of course, wouldn't let his beloved suffer. He straightened his legs and slipped between Yan Li's thighs, hooking his calves around her shinbone and pulling her back as far as he could. He grabbed her knees and pulled, his chest bumping against her back, causing her long hair to fly wildly. When her hair settled, she was now kneeling. Although Yan Li still held most of the initiative, it wasn't as strenuous as before. "Ah...ah...ah...so comfortable...so comfortable...Father..." her soft moans captivated the emperor's heart. Yan Li arched her fragrant buttocks back at a moderate pace, wanting to clearly feel how her father's large penis rubbed against every inch of her vaginal walls, to feel the round, hard glans impacting her uterus with each thrust, to feel every spark of pleasure blooming within her. "Li'er...you're so sweet..." Yan Xiao wasn't in a hurry; his long-awaited, bitter love had finally brought him to this day, so he naturally wanted to savor it slowly. He wanted to carefully feel the friction of Li'er's delicate vaginal flesh against his penis, to feel her sweet uterus sucking on his glans, to feel his boundless love for her. Yan Xiao lifted the undergarment covering the beautiful woman's buttocks and was immediately captivated by the sight before him. The gossamer-thin silk lining clung to her two snow-white buttocks, which seemed to be filled with honey, and her luscious labia flipped in and out with the movement of his large penis, which was sticky with translucent, semi-white fluid. Bewitched by the beautiful scenery, he pinched her round buttocks and pulled them apart. The edge of her pretty anus came into view, and he couldn't resist spreading a finger and touching the neat, tight folds. "...Ah...no...ah...Father...don't touch...touch there..." It wasn't that she felt uncomfortable, it was just too embarrassing. Yan Li supported herself with one arm, reaching behind her with the other to try and open her lover's hand. Yan Xiao quickly moved his hand to her slender waist, and two lovely tender red patches immediately appeared on her full buttocks. He didn't want her to feel any discomfort. Yan Xiao began to actively pull her lower body towards him, each time making a sound against her lower abdomen. Before, Yan Li had been careful, and part of his penis hadn't entered her body. Now, however, it was all the way to her testicles, making her uterus tremble and vibrate, intensifying the pleasure! A moment later, Yan Li instinctively felt her body about to erupt, and she couldn't help but quicken the contraction of her buttocks, adding a swaying motion from side to side. "Father...no...ah...I can't take it anymore...Father...ah..." Finally, Yan Li released her first vaginal fluid beneath her father. The contractions of her vagina, both in strength and frequency, were noticeably stronger, and Yan Xiao couldn't possibly be indifferent. The "plop, plop" sounds grew increasingly urgent, the best proof of his efforts to please Li'er. Yan Li's arms could no longer support her, bending little by little. Her vision blurred, then brightened, and she cried out passionately, "Father!" Her body began to tremble violently, and the fluid in her vagina suddenly increased dramatically. The delicate woman's body showed signs of collapsing forward; in her current position, his penis would definitely slip out of her vagina. Yan Xiao would not allow such a thing to happen; he didn't want to leave his lover's beautiful private parts for even a second. "Baby... I'll make you even happier..." He embraced Yan Li's slender waist, his hands squeezing her high, firm breasts. He lifted her legs and began to thrust his hips upwards. Yan Li was still in the afterglow of her recent orgasm, her body convulsing, yet he had already begun to fuck her again. The pleasure was truly intoxicating. "...Ah...ah...ah..." Uncontrollable moans escaped her lips. Her moans were melodious and beautiful, her eyes staring blankly at the roof of the carriage. Saliva uncontrollably spilled from the corners of her mouth, flowing down her cheeks and into his mouth, which was waiting near her jaw. Yan Xiao tilted the delicate woman's body slightly, so that her head rested beside his. He kissed her soft lips, sucking hard on her tongue, while simultaneously pinching her erect clitoris. His hips thrust wildly and forcefully, at an astonishing speed. "Ah... Li'er... Li'er, do you want... do you want Father to ejaculate outside?" He couldn't hold back any longer; three orgasms should have been more than enough for his little darling. "No... no... inside... ah... inside... umm... umm..." Yan Li frowned in distress, shaking her head, her little hands gripping the thick blanket tightly, her previously limp legs stiffening again. Suddenly, Yan Xiao's raised buttocks didn't fall down, but remained suspended in the air. The delicate woman's body began to tremble violently. He stopped moving like a frozen arch, without even a sound. After a long while, the two of them finally lay back down on the blanket! ... As dawn broke, she, who had been unconscious, didn't know how many times he had taken her. She only knew that when she woke up, she was completely powerless and could only let him do as he pleased. "Li'er, only you can give me this kind of satisfaction, both body and soul, only you!" After the ultimate pleasure, he lay down beside Leng Yanli, whose body was limp and dizzy. He stretched out his iron arm and domineeringly wrapped it around her slender waist, his thin lips lingering on her slightly sweaty neck as he murmured. Hearing his whispers in her ear, Yanli smiled with pleasure. She loved the feeling of being pampered by him. Yan Xiao gently used a hot towel to wash away the traces of their lovemaking. His gentle hands massaged her body slowly, her body trembling slightly from the pain of indulgence. Her watery eyes were fixed on Yan Xiao. She and he, seventeen years of companionship, falling in love with him, it didn't seem like a bad thing after all... She let her father clean everything up for her without resistance or reaction, even when he repeatedly kissed the pink buds on her breasts in a seductive way, she endured it without any expression. In her heart, she sighed, "Father, beneath your arrogant and cold exterior, you're actually a lecher too." A gentle caress washed over her, and sleepiness washed over her. She closed her eyes softly, shifting her aching body slightly. Her father, he truly had no self-control. He gently changed her into clean undergarments and held her tenderly in his arms. Yan Xiao's deep, dark eyes were completely absorbed in her beautiful face, as delicate as a newborn baby's. Pink cheeks, long eyelashes, swollen red lips, and countless blue and purple hickeys covering her neck, arms, and chest… everywhere exposed. Damn it, his gaze shifted from bright to deep, slowly turning to annoyance. She was always like this; a casual glance, a smile, could ignite his desire. Should he take a cold bath in the river? "Father…" she murmured softly in her sleep. "Li'er…" he held her gently, his heart overflowing with happiness. His fingers traced the alluring blush on her face from their lovemaking. Tonight, he had not only possessed her body, but also her heart. She was his, and he would never allow anyone to take her away from him...
13. A sweet, tender voice rang out, "Father, were you unhappy when I said I wanted to see Pei'er right away?" "How could I! Father was just a little jealous," the man grumbled, dissatisfied. Yan Xiao didn't readily reveal his jealousy. Although he disliked her caring too much about others, as long as she was willing to give her heart, nothing else mattered. "Father... thank you..." Yan Li smiled brightly, her beauty as radiant as a peach blossom. A fleeting allure graced her pretty face. Her father's awkwardness was truly adorable, and he liked it very much... "Hmm? Why are you thanking Father?" Facing the alluring woman, Yan Xiao felt a surge of love welling up inside him. "Comparatively speaking, Father prefers Li'er to say sweet words." Her words carried a strong hint of coquetry. Because it was her, he craved her love. After a shy silence, her watery eyes met his dark eyes, sparkling with a crystalline light. "Father, you've always been by my side. Even if the world abandons me, you won't abandon me. I don't know what the future holds, but one thing I know for sure is that you are the most important man in my life!" "But... what Father wants most is for your heart to be filled with me." A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes. After all, for someone as strong as him, it was truly hard to accept that he wasn't her only one. "Father, are you really going to compete for favor with a little baby like Pei'er?" Yan Li asked him with a sly smile, her tone incredulous and slightly mischievous. Yan Xiao thought about it seriously for a moment, then nodded solemnly. A pair of soft hands wrapped around his neck, and Zhen'er buried her head in his chest, whispering in Yan Xiao's ear... "Father... I've decided to spend my whole life with you... Pei'er, he's still just a child. He has to walk his own path from now on..." The rest of the words were self-evident. "Li'er, I won't object if you want to keep that boy by your side, because I know he's a piece of your flesh. But you must understand, I am the most important." He couldn't bear to pressure her, but he wouldn't let go of the promise he needed. "Father, thank you for understanding me." Her small hand grasped his large one, placing it on her heart. Her calm heartbeat rippled at his words. In that instant, she understood once again how vast and tolerant her father's love for her was. "...Li'er..." he murmured ambiguously, affectionately brushing the hair from the corner of her mouth with his fingers, his slender fingers lingering on the pink cherry blossoms. His dark eyes were fixed on hers, those incredibly clear eyes, which, besides the familiar affection he knew so well, also held a captivating tenderness and allure. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked softly, her eyes filled with a tender smile. "Because, Father's Li'er is always so beautiful." Her low voice was captivating. "Li'er, you've lost weight. Your father will never let you suffer even a little bit again." His doting caresses made her face flush pink. Yan Xiao chuckled softly, a melodious and seductive sound, pulling her into his arms and whispering tenderly. "..." She smiled sweetly, remaining silent. Her father's gentleness was like a giant net, trapping her, yet she willingly surrendered. 14 When Utility Turns into Regret She wasn't dead! She still lived under the same blue sky as him! Yan Che wanted to tell the world this news; she wasn't dead, which meant his life still had meaning... ... Everyone knows that dragons have scales, and touching them means certain death. If the Yan Emperor was a true dragon, then his eldest son, Yan Che, was second only to the emperor, and his scale, like his father's, was his sister, Yan Li. Their last meeting had long been a haunting nightmare for Yan Che. Tomorrow is her wedding day, and also the day he will depart for his fiefdom. He didn't need to be in such a hurry, but he didn't want to watch the woman he loved most happily marry another man, even if it was the bitter fruit of his own actions… By the shimmering Xiaoshui River, under the sparkling starlight, Yan Li, in a simple white dress edged with silver by the moonlight, her bright eyes like a shimmering galaxy, lively and pure, like a celestial maiden about to ascend to immortality. "Li'er, if I hadn't deceived you, if I knew I regretted it, would we still be in this situation?" Yan Che stood behind Yan Li, silently watching her back as he asked. "…" Li'er turned and stared intently, shaking her head. It was pointless to say anything now. The outcome was already foreseen, but looking at the woman walking away, Yan Che still forced back his tears, offering a sorrowful smile. Seeing the sorrow in Yan Che's eyes, Yan Li's heart also grew heavy. She wasn't a heartless person after all. Putting aside the hurt she'd suffered, the man before her was still her brother. How could she possibly be so cruel to him? "You really can't come to the ceremony tomorrow?" she pleaded. Even though he had initially concealed his identity as her brother, manipulating her feelings to use his special constitution to save another woman, his sincere repentance now allowed her to treat him like a brother. The past was gone, like smoke in the wind. Yan Li no longer hated him, but that also meant she would no longer have any other feelings for him… She sincerely hoped he could attend her wedding as an older brother, witnessing the start of the next stage of her life. "I've already decided to depart tomorrow; I can't disobey." A fleeting despair crossed her eyes as Yan Che tried to control his trembling voice, broken by heartbreak. Heh, she was too foolish, too ungrateful. To receive her forgiveness was already the greatest fortune; how could she shamelessly hope for her continued love? Like an old man on his deathbed, Yan Che's face was deathly pale from excessive inner pain, completely devoid of his former vigor and domineering presence. "...You've decided? Not even a little time to observe the ceremony...?" she complained, unaware that she had unknowingly inflicted several more wounds on the man before her. "...Mmm..." His heart ached so much he could barely breathe, only managing a weak reply. Looking at the innocent girl's expectant face, heaven knew he could hardly refuse her request, but if he agreed, he might die of heartbreak tomorrow! "...Then...Brother, please be careful over there, especially remember to take care of yourself." Her nagging concern poured from her lips. Her earnest words of concern almost brought Yan Che to tears! Did she know that what he hated most was her treating him this way? Did she know...? 15 Pain "Chewing" at the Heart The nascent love between them was ultimately destroyed by his own hands! Even though she mended the wounds left by betrayal with familial love, the excruciating pain was deeply etched into the heart of the instigator, unhealable, unignorable, and even intensifying with time… Yan Li was ultimately kind; she endured the pain of being deceived and manipulated by her brother alone, even paying the price with a child! When she felt the innocent life within her flow out of her body as blood, she realized she no longer loved him. Love turned to hate, and when love vanished, hate flowed away with it. Yan Che could never forgive himself for the cruelty and harm he had inflicted on her. When he learned that she had lost a child because of it, he no longer had the courage to continue the relationship. However, seeing a completely indifferent Li'er still caused his heart to ache terribly… Exploitation and betrayal, plus the child, had become an insurmountable barrier preventing him from approaching her. He was filled with remorse and despair, but could only watch helplessly as she healed her wounds alone, erasing him from her memory as well. "If Chu Xu and I have a child, will my brother return?" After a long silence, Yan Li tried to find a normal and gentle topic to ease the stagnant silence between them. "Of course, I will do anything you want." Despite the unintentional pain the woman before him was causing him, for her happiness and to punish himself, he forced a smile. Yan Che's answer finally relieved her. A captivating smile appeared on her beautiful face. With a turn, she seemed to walk out of his life. He kept his head down, never letting her see the despairing tears behind that promise… …In the end, she still became the man's wife, wearing a beautiful wedding dress. She would never know that he, who had said he would leave, stood sleeplessly outside her bridal chamber all night before heading to the border, heartbroken and devastated. Ha! Now, the one who couldn't forget her love and affection was actually him, the one who had harbored ill intentions from the beginning! Delicate as she was, she resolutely left, never to return! He still harbored feelings for her; otherwise, he wouldn't have kept quiet about his father's unusual affections for Li'er. They were father and son, and they both loved Li'er, their closest relative. However, he had lost the right to love her. Even so, he still didn't want to see the man they called their father possess Li'er… Now, he was the high and mighty, handsome eldest prince of Yan, and she was a favored princess of Yan, already married.In the eyes of the world, he and she were merely brother and sister born into the royal family of the Great Yan. No one knew that the only inner demon of the eldest prince, second only to the Emperor, was his own sister… … Two years later, today in the Yan Kingdom, it is the full moon celebration of Princess Yunli's beloved daughter. The Emperor has passed away, and Princess Yunli has already ascended the throne as Empress according to the will. Now that the Empress has given birth to a beautiful daughter, it is naturally a great event to celebrate. Everyone in the Yan Kingdom guessed that today's full moon celebration would be a grand affair! So the unusually lively scene was as everyone expected. The scene before them couldn't help but remind them of the grand wedding two years ago when the Empress was still a princess. Strangely enough, the younger Empresses are already wives and mothers, while the former eldest prince, now Prince Che, who is nearing thirty, has remained unmarried. Every young lady in the capital is eagerly waiting for Prince Che to return from his military training in his fiefdom. The Empress would occasionally reveal to Prince Che the remonstrances submitted by his ministers, both overt and covert, but since the parties involved were unwilling, the Empress was powerless to do anything about it. How could someone as wise as Prince Che easily fathom his thoughts? 16. A Silent Sorrow In the Imperial Garden of the Yan Kingdom's Palace, "The little princess is so beautiful! She truly inherited the best features of Her Majesty the Empress and His Highness the Emperor!" The precious princess was so lovely that even her wet nurse, Taxue, couldn't bear to let go of her. "Yes, the Empress and the Emperor are both exceptionally handsome; how could their princess not be beautiful?" Yan Li's personal maid, Zi Hui, stood there expectantly, hoping that the wet nurse would eventually tire of holding the little princess so she could hold her too. ... "May I hold her too?" A pleasant male voice stood out starkly among the women, but Yan Che paid no heed to their astonishment. He took the baby from the stunned Taxue and carefully turned to sit on a chair, playing with her. Holding the tiny infant in his arms, Yan Che felt a mix of bittersweet emotions. This was Li'er's child. Look at that little mouth, that nose, and even the way she smiled—it was just like her. If that other child had been born, she would probably be running around by now. But so many reasons had killed that little life… It seemed even the tiny baby sensed his sorrow, waving her chubby little hands in his arms, her eyes half-closed in a silly yet utterly innocent smile. This brought a slight improvement to his previously gloomy thoughts. … “Royal brother…” Yan Li hesitated, wondering whether she should disturb him in his reverie. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and now they were speechless. Earlier, because she was busy with her feigned interactions with Chu Xu, Pei'er had been left in the care of a trusted wet nurse. After the respectful couple finished their act, Pei'er's full-month celebration began, and she, having regained her spirits, finally had time to be with her child. In the Imperial Garden, Yan Che held Yan'er in his arms, gazing at the little girl with a sorrowful expression. His appearance filled Yan Li with a strange pang of sadness. "...Li'er..." Even the usually composed and wise Yan Che was thrown into a panic and shock upon seeing the person he had longed for day and night. She was immediately flustered and unsure how to face him, even the child in her arms hesitated, unsure whether she should...

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