Do not enter or leave the campus at night

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"Meow!"
A plump black cat was sprawled comfortably on the sofa table, its belly exposed, its eyes half-closed as Wan Suya stroked it contentedly.
"..." This harmonious scene clashed drastically with the spilled cups and other debris on the table. Dongfang Yuan scratched the back of her head, puzzled, and walked over. She recognized the cat immediately—her own black cat, Jiongjiong, who often stayed out all night at nightclubs—three years old and male.
Judging from the cat's blissful expression, it was probably secretly enjoying being petted by a handsome young man.
Tch! Dongfang Yuan thought disdainfully. This cat would transform from a universally hated, slutty cat into an adorable, universally loved cat whenever a pretty person (regardless of gender) appeared; it had absolutely no morals.
"Jiongjiong, you're finally back..." Dongfang Yuan greeted it while trying to pick it up; having such a slutty cat was rather embarrassing.
To her surprise, the cat didn't pull her at all. It swatted her outstretched hand with its tail, then jumped onto the sofa armrest and rubbed its head against Wan Suya.
"So this cat's name is Jiongjiong," Wan Suya said with a slight smile.
Dongfang Yuan was about to angrily hit the lecherous cat, but upon seeing Wan Suya's smile, she involuntarily stopped.
How pleasing to the eye a cat and an injured, handsome young man were together!
Moreover, Wan Suya seemed very gentle at this moment, and his past pain seemed to have vanished in an instant.
"...Uh, its name is Jiongjiong. It rarely comes home." As if instinctively hoping that the smile could linger on Wan Suya's face a little longer, even just for a second, Dongfang Yuan withdrew her thought of taking Jiongjiong away.
"Jiongjiong," Wan Suya repeated the name, seemingly liking it very much, as he explained to Dongfang Yuan the earth-shattering noise he had just made.
Originally, the cat, having squeezed through the cat hole, had intended to jump onto the sofa to rest, but upon seeing a stranger on it, its mischievous nature kicked in, and it ran to the table, throwing a tantrum and knocking over cups and other items. However, perhaps enveloped by the radiant aura of Prince Wan Suya, it was completely subdued… Just as Wan Suya was about to hug the cat, its abdominal wound protested violently, causing it to immediately stop all movement in pain.
“Are you alright?” Seeing Wan Suya’s pained expression again, Dongfang Yuan hurriedly approached and asked with concern.
“…I’m fine…” The boy’s voice, usually clear and gentle like spring water, now carried a hint of suppressed pain, only making her more worried.
Is it really alright? Dongfang Yuan anxiously stared at Wan Suya’s wound, momentarily losing track of time and getting very close to him.
“Can I hug you?”
Suddenly, these words came from Wan Suya’s handsome, thin lips.
“Huh?…” Dongfang Yuan was stunned.
This seemingly unreasonable, yet coquettish request left Yuan powerless to refuse.
She was being gazed upon by a pair of clear eyes.
In Wan Suya's eyes, the girl's disheveled hair cascaded over her shoulders, drawing attention to her delicate collarbone. Her eyes, usually hidden behind glasses, were moist like black pearls, and her pink lips seemed to yearn for something.
Was the request too much…? But they were so close, and the scent of her body compelled her to make such a request.
—That's what she thought.
Was it another "prince's" prank? But she looked so pained, so lonely. If this was truly a prince's request, did she deserve to hug her? Her own hands had touched her before, so filthy…—That's what she thought.
A few seconds of silence felt like an eternity.
Dongfang Yuan made no move.
Wan Suya lowered her head in slight disappointment: "This request is too much, you can forget it."
She must have felt she was being unreasonable. She only wanted a hug, nothing more. Actually, she didn't want any interaction with her… but today… she saw her again… *whoosh*—a warm embrace, like an angel protecting Wan Suya's cold body.
"Just for a moment." Dongfang Yuan closed her eyes and hugged her.
She didn't know if her actions were right, but she couldn't bear to let the boy's disappointed gaze continue.
So what if her body and hands were tainted? As long as it stopped the sadness and coldness in the person before her, even if the embrace might be met with contempt… it didn't matter.
Whether a prince was real or fake, those high and mighty men must be lonely and isolated at heart.
Just for a moment… Dongfang Yuan fulfilled her promise. She prepared to let go and leave, but the other man suddenly increased his strength, and in the blink of an eye, he held her tightly.
That strength seemed to be embedding her into his body.
…Was she tricked again?!
The scene of the "prince" molesting her replayed repeatedly in Dongfang Yuan's mind.
Was a "tragedy" about to happen?
She had a wound! Could she escape by attacking the wound? Ah! No, a sick person can't take a beating… Contradictory, contradictory, still contradictory!
Dongfang Yuan thought of all sorts of methods, but abandoned them all for fear of worsening Wan Suya's injuries.
"...Later..." Wan Suya broke the awkward silence first, "...Can you stay at home?"
Stay at home?!
Slightly surprised, Dongfang Yuan managed to break free just as Wan Suya released her grip.
However, she and Wan Suya were still face to face, their breaths mingling in each other's ears.
If she agreed now, what would happen next...

Dark circles, dark circles, more dark circles!
With panda eyes, Dongfang Yuan arrived at school early in the morning, her mind still hazy.
Last night's events were too stimulating, keeping her tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep well.
Yan Yemin was also strange; he hadn't called since that phone call. However, she was sure to run into that devil today... Her head, already aching from lack of rest, started to throb whenever she thought of Yan Yemin.
Dongfang Yuan sat down listlessly in her seat.
She recalled last night's events; every step was incredibly dangerous, especially after Wan Suya made her request. If it weren't for the cat's jealousy, it would have rushed between them, brushing her face with its tail, snapping her out of her stare. She hastily tossed out a "Okay" and ran back to her bedroom. Perhaps something dangerous would have happened between them… The prince's embrace still lingered in her heart; this feeling was completely different from Yan Yemin's predatory possessiveness.
It was like someone who had been lonely for a long time finally mustering the courage to actively seek warmth.
His embrace didn't seem like romantic love, but more like a rare emotional support.
Dongfang Yuan buried her slightly flushed face in her arms, not understanding why she felt that way about the prince.
Clearly, the prince wasn't even real.
Just then, a mint wrapped in a glistening wrapper fell with a "thud" onto Dongfang Yuan's desk.
Huh? Dongfang Yuan looked towards the source of the mint in confusion, only to see Mei Lei, the owner, also with a candy in her mouth.
"It's said that sugar is good for brain function," Mei Lei explained, still focused on her phone screen.
Mei Lei is a very strange person. Sometimes she pushes people into danger, but more often she helps herself when she is in the most critical moment.
Dongfang Yuan said thank you, unwrapped the candy, and put the mint in her mouth.
The cool sensation made her squint her eyes in comfort.
Mmm…so refreshing…it felt like standing in a field of fragrant grass, instantly clearing her mind and energizing her.
“Is it good?”
“Yes! It’s delicious!” Yuan replied happily, still squinting her eyes.
But then she realized how familiar and terrifying the voice sounded.
She opened her eyes and immediately saw Yan Yemin’s handsome face with a dangerous smile. Sometime earlier, Yan Yemin had entered through the back door of the classroom and walked to Yuan’s side.
His devilish eyes seemed to say: Didn’t expect that, did you? He appeared from behind you!
“Wow! Teacher Yan!” Almost all the girls in the class turned their gazes to the back of the classroom. Then, when they saw the popular Teacher Yan questioning the new girl, some of their gazes immediately turned into murderous, jealous glares directed at Dongfang Yuan.
A sense of impending isolation washed over them.
Feeling the resentful looks from her female classmates, Yuan swallowed the candy without thinking.
"Cough!" She choked, her face turning bright red.
Yan Yemin's smile grew even more mischievous, as if this was the final goal. Walking towards the podium, he laughed, "Classmates, take Dongfang Yuan's tragedy as a warning."
The girls' eyes followed Yan Yemin, while the boys burst into laughter at Dongfang Yuan's misfortune.
Dongfang Yuan struggled to swallow the mint stuck in her throat, feeling frustrated that nothing good had happened since she started school this morning.
*Ding!* Her phone beeped with an email. Dongfang Yuan opened it and saw a scheduled email.
[Meet after class, I want to. Yan Yemin]
Want that again? Faced with this request, this teasing, Dongfang Yuan trembled, but another hot, restless current overflowed from between her legs, as if her body was excitedly anticipating that moment.
...Why did she feel this way?
Yuan desperately wanted to apply ice water to stop this almost unbearable loss of self-esteem from taking over her body.
Standing on the high platform, Yan Yemin took in her dejected expression and the shy look on her face after receiving the email, his smile deepening. Should he be more direct?
Halfway through Yan Yemin's class, he put this idea into action. "Dongfang
Yuan, come up and translate this English passage on the blackboard." He wanted this person with terrible English to go up and translate? Dongfang Yuan thought she misheard for a moment, but as soon as she met Yan Yemin's gaze, everything became clear. Who else but her would be the one to suffer?
Could this be a trap?
Yuan reluctantly got up. She was actually very afraid to get close to Yan Yemin now, because she felt that if she were close to him, he would do something inappropriate to her.
"Wrong! It should be 'universe'!" Just as Dongfang Yuan picked up the chalk and wrote a few words, Yan Yemin corrected her very seriously.
Laughter and mockery came from the girls below.
So she knows she's wrong! "It's Teacher Yan who's going to humiliate me on this stage!" Dongfang Yuan bit her lip, suppressing her emotions.
"Dongfang Yuan, you're wrong again!! You should use 'to' here, not 'for.'" Dongfang Yuan continued writing a few more words, and Yan Yeming corrected her even more seriously. "
I want to throw the chalk and go on strike..." Dongfang Yuan thought defiantly.
"Swish—"
In the blink of an eye, Teacher Yan, seemingly unable to tolerate Yuan's dullness, walked behind Dongfang Yuan and grabbed her chalk-holding hand with lightning speed.
...Before Dongfang Yuan understood the meaning of this action, Yan Yeming had already controlled her chalk-holding hand and written the correct English translation.
The sound of the chalk tip on the blackboard was rich and rhythmic.
Yan Yeming's breath was right next to her ear, their hands pressed together, sweat gradually seeping out, their bodies almost intertwined.
From below, it looked like she was just angry that the teacher was going to instruct a stupid student.
...It's obvious...it's blatant harassment...Feeling something hard, possibly Yan Yemin's clone, gently rubbing against her buttocks, Yuan almost went numb. This thought flashed through her mind.
When Yan Yemin finished writing the correct translation and released Yuan's hand, Yuan felt her lower body was completely soaked. She fled back to her seat as if her life depended on it, crawling down.
How could she have been so easily seduced by Yan Yemin? Isn't that incredibly lewd?!
Yuan's mind was in turmoil; she could barely concentrate on the rest of the lesson, feeling her lower body constantly craving more.
As soon as the bell rang, Yan Yemin left the classroom first, and Yuan rushed to his office as quickly as possible without being noticed.
"Mmm!" As soon as she entered the office, Yan Yemin pressed her against the door, their tongues intertwining like two snakes of desire.
Today, Yan Yemin was even more passionate than before.
Suffocating from the kiss, Yuan felt a flicker of doubt.
A faint scent of blood emanated from Yan Yemin, yet she could detect it with remarkable sensitivity.
Was it the pitiful man from the phone call yesterday?
However, Yan Yemin's advances left Yuan no room for further thought. Like a beast long dormant, he buried his face between her breasts.
"Continue what happened last night, and what happened in class today."
His wet tongue licked the tips of her breasts, almost swallowing the strawberries whole.
"Mmm...mmm...uh..." Aroused, Yuan closed her eyes. Sure enough, Yan Yemin had deliberately done it that way in class today.
Her skirt was lifted by Yan Yemin's long fingers, her panties pulled down.
"Already soaking wet, no need for lubricant." Yan Yemin teasingly stroked her pink petals with his fingers. "You really did prepare well in class."
Yuan's lower body was now exposed, cool yet intensely hot. That sensitive spot still yearned for Yan Yemin's erect and enormous member to enter, yearning for the white fluid to flow in.
"...Teacher Yan..." Yuan's eyes were wet; she couldn't bear Yan Yemin's teasing any longer, longing to immediately experience that feeling of being filled with pleasure.
"Yuan, call me Yemin," Yan Yemin commanded with a smile, wanting to hear this girl call his name. This morning, seeing her happily eating candy, he couldn't help but feel jealous of that candy.
Absolutely nothing and no one could make her show that kind of happy smile.
Was it okay to call her Yemin, such an intimate name? Yuan timidly said, "Yemin." She knew that with Yan Yemin already controlling her body, she had lost all room for resistance.
Yan Yemin placed Yuan's legs on his waist, aimed his member at her already nectar-filled flower core, and then—plunged in all at once, instantly filling her body.
The gurgling, gurgling sounds of lustful penetration filled Yuan's ears. She writhed her body in response to the sounds, cooperating with Yan Yemin's entry.
The two figures pressed against the door panel made rhythmic creaking sounds, as if they would be penetrated by Yan Yemin in an instant.
Dongfang Yuan knew she must look incredibly wretched; her filth had been brought out entirely by Yan Yemin. Yet, the pleasure of this union had made her disregard everything else.
The memory of her own defilement when she held the prince only intensified it.
"Yemin... Yemin..." In the throes of passion, Yuan couldn't help but call out his name, which further stimulated Yan Yemin's penetration, increasing its depth and speed.
Deeper, deeper, more, more filthy desire.

It had been a long time since she had slept so peacefully. Lying on the bed in Dongfang Yuan's parents' bedroom, Wan Suya naturally opened her eyes. At this moment, a silver-haired young man wearing a silver mask and a black robe stood silently by the bed. Wan Suya seemed used to this situation and greeted him calmly, "Li Ou, you're here."
"I've been here for a long time." The young man, called Li Ou, spoke in a deep voice, stopping Wan Suya from getting up.
“Your Highness, the wound has just been treated and bandaged. Please do not move around for now.”
Wan Suya only then noticed that the wound had been treated and bandaged again at some point.
The same old story… She sighed, “Won’t I lose consciousness again and have to be bandaged again?”
“.” Li Ou nodded slightly, “If I hadn’t seen that girl resemble Princess Anne, I might have taken you back to the residence immediately. Your health is crucial to the future of the nation.”
Li Ou’s words, spoken calmly, clarified several things, including things Wan Suya was unwilling to admit.
“The person who stabbed you yesterday has been confirmed; it was the Crown Prince who ordered it. However, the witness was killed by a hidden assassin, making it impossible to announce to the Elders’ Council. And such assassinations will increase daily. I suggest Your Highness leave this residence as soon as possible.” Although Li Ou was a subject, he was different from those who usually approached the prince; he was more like an elder guiding the prince, an older brother planning for his younger brother.
Leave this place… Wan Suya stared at the ordinary ceiling, feeling this ordinary world she hadn’t experienced in a long time, and remembered her request to Li Ou last night.
“I told her to stay here.”
He then gazed at Li Ou standing by the bed, a graceful smile appearing on his face.
Li Ou remained silent for a moment, then resolutely said, “Your Highness, if I may be frank, she is not Princess Anne.”
“I know.” As if anticipating Li Ou’s advice, Wan Suya remained unmoved. “Just stay by her side, quietly watching over her, protecting her.”
Although Li Ou wore a mask, it couldn’t conceal her inner anxiety. She
was only similar, but this resemblance was like a poppy, addictive, and one day one would be unable to extricate oneself.
Princess Anne was so pure, incomparable to that ordinary and lewd girl.
He didn’t want to see the prince succumb to depravity.
Therefore—“Even if this girl has an affair with Yan Yemin?”
Ever since learning that Wan Suya had personally bestowed the prince’s badge upon the girl named Dongfang Yuan, he had ordered his men to keep a close watch on her every move.
"Ah!" A trace of pain, sorrow, and loneliness swept across Wan Suya's brows. "...So she discovered it too..."
She wanted to rescue her from that filthy demon's clutches... to atone for not saving Annie back then.
In the prince's heart, a voice resonated, the true voice of his heart.
"Your Highness..." Li Ou said nothing more, seemingly understanding all at once.
Many years ago, Princess Annie, though the most ordinary-looking among the royal family, had saved the suffering Wan Suya with her angelic heart. But later, Annie was framed by Wan Suya's resentment towards the royal family and became a plaything. He
clearly remembered Princess Annie's last moments; she collapsed, wounded and battered, into Wan Suya's arms, cold snowflakes falling on them, as if heaven had bestowed upon them the most sorrowful funeral.
Li Ou lowered his eyes, bowed slightly, and offered no more words of comfort.
"As you wish, Your Highness."
A flush filled Yan Yemin's office. He pinched the chin of the panting Dongfang Yuan and asked, "Was the cat really causing trouble last night?"
Caught off guard by Yan Yemin's question, Dongfang Yuan's face showed a rare hint of panic (the panic of having lied). She tried to avoid his burning gaze and stammered, "Um, the cat at home..."
This answer wasn't exactly a lie; she had indeed done something embarrassing.
However, she didn't tell him that besides the cat, there was another person at home—someone she absolutely couldn't see.
"Don't lie, okay? If that man makes a sound, he won't leave this city alive. Also," Yan Yemin whispered close to her ear.
The man's scream echoed in Dongfang Yuan's mind again, and a growing fear of Yan Yemin threatened to engulf her in an instant.
"N-no, no," she replied stiffly.
Hmm? Yan Yemin narrowed his eyes, observing Dongfang Yuan's complex expression. Her gaze flickered, as if she wanted to avoid something.
So, after Dongfang Yuan finished packing and left the office, the young man in black walked in and ordered, "Go to her house and investigate."
The young man responded and prepared to leave, but Yan Yemin frowned and added, "Don't hurt anyone. Keep them alive."
A cat, and people?
Yan Yemin's eyes were as dark as the night.

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