[Fantasy] The Harem is in Chaos (Complete) - 14

Chapter 58, A Deadly Secret...

Author's Note: Sigh, since some readers always ignore Qingqiu's "Author's Note," I'll say it again today: from now on, the update time will be 7 PM, so please don't wait for updates during the day, come back in the evening.

Also, during this censored period, please be careful with your comments, cough cough, be careful.

These past few days have been very unpleasant for Liyue, extremely unpleasant.

The main things that bother her are the following three:

First, it seems there are a few female dogs in the city in heat, and Tanlang is camping out day and night instead of returning to Yiqing Residence, making her worry all the time that he might be caught and eaten by someone using a beautiful dog trick, after all, dog meat is still quite popular these days.

Second, some stray cats have appeared out of nowhere, meowing unsatisfiedly in her yard every night, and it seems there's more than one, not only keeping her awake every night, but also forcing her to use her brain to speculate whether those cats are gang-raping?

Third, Huangfu Jue, for some unknown reason, ever since that chaotic night, his face would turn red whenever she appeared, and the degree of redness was directly proportional to the length of time she stayed. Many times, fearing his face would turn so red it would cause his blood vessels to burst, she had to hastily slip away. The

direct consequence of this was that his subordinates, including Guan Du, Yan Ji, Lin Jiu, and a group of well-known and unknown advisors, would always be indignant and glaring at her whenever they saw her at the Prince's residence. They looked as if they were about to hold a knife to her throat and demand, "Tell me, what exactly did you, you bastard, do to my unmarried, pure and innocent Prince?"

She felt she needed to have a serious talk with Huangfu Jue.

Therefore, on this otherwise comfortable spring afternoon, she came to the empty and boring Prince Xi's residence.

Because of its low-lying nature, the forsythia was one of the few flowers in the Prince's courtyard, and in early spring, it was in full bloom, a vibrant pink and golden expanse that brightened the otherwise dark and solemn atmosphere upon entering the courtyard.

Li Yue broke off a small branch of flower, deftly twisted it into a beautiful bracelet, and slipped it onto her wrist before heading towards Huangfu Jue's study.

Having been there for several days, she had basically figured things out. Mornings and the time around dinner were Huangfu Jue's official business hours; in the afternoons, this boring fellow usually stayed in his study reading and writing, and his subordinates rarely disturbed him unless absolutely necessary.

Reaching the study, she listened intently, looked around to make sure no one was watching, then darted inside, closing the door tightly behind her.

As she expected, Huangfu Jue was sitting alone at his desk. The large rosewood desk was piled high with various manuscripts and writing implements. He leaned back in his chair, a book in his hand, and looked up when he heard the door open.

The window behind him was open, and the bright sunlight lazily streamed onto the windowpane. A few sprigs of verdant roses lay across the window, swaying gently in the breeze. The melodious chirping of unknown birds in the distance further accentuated the stillness of the place.

The captivating languor of spring reached its peak under the bright afternoon sun.

Li Yue stood inside the doorway, looking at the man bathed in the vibrant spring light outside the window. At their first meeting, she had been captivated by his sharp yet handsome features, and now, the more she looked, the more breathtaking he became, especially his long, sword-like eyebrows. Their arches, though cold and domineering, also possessed a refined and elegant charm, adding a touch of allure to his usually expressionless face.

Huangfu Jue paused slightly upon seeing who had entered, and then a blush slowly rose to his fair cheeks.

Li Yue, watching his face instantly turn rosy, sighed inwardly: "Look, here we go again!" It really works every time!

Taking a breath, she walked towards him with light steps. Reaching him, she sat down on the corner of his desk, looking down at the silent man beside her. She said with a hint of helplessness, "Huangfu Jue, can you tell me why you blush whenever you see me?"

Her pale yellow dress made her already fair and smooth skin almost translucent. Beneath her long lashes, her dark, bright eyes looked at him with a hint of doubt and inquiry.

Huangfu Jue didn't know why her eyes were always so bright, as if they never looked dull or weary. But the truth was, he had just learned that she had killed her own father in the Holy Realm.

He couldn't help but wonder if her severe injuries were also caused by Murong Xian. What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive this father and daughter to kill each other?

After his father's death, his elder brother, Huangfu Zaichun, usurped the throne, exiling him to the border and separating him from his mother. He originally didn't have much desire for power, but the disparity in his circumstances and the cruelty of reality forced him to face it all.

Before, whenever he couldn't bear the pain of being separated from his mother, he often hated being a prince. Why wasn't he a commoner? If he had been born into a commoner family, he could have easily enjoyed ordinary happiness.

But after meeting her, his thoughts changed.

He began to realize that if you weren't strong enough, whether you were a commoner or a prince, you had to endure the hardships and pain of life.

Look at her; her situation was a thousand times more painful than his. Yet she always seemed carefree and smiling.

He didn't believe she wasn't hurting inside; he couldn't understand how she could still be happy. This enigmatic woman who puzzled him—perhaps he would never truly understand her.

Now, perhaps no one would believe that he used to be a cheerful person…

Before he could finish his thoughts, he suddenly felt his left cheek being pinched. Looking up, he saw Li Yue teasingly pinching his cheek, saying, “What are you daydreaming about? Are you thinking about that morning again? I'm asking you a question.”

Mentioning that morning stirred something within him, and he quickly brushed her hand away, turning his face away, saying, “What are you doing here?”

Seeing his evasive expression and his increasingly red face, Li Yue felt defeated.

This man, clearly harboring resentment, was afraid of being seen, which was why he always blushed when he saw her, right?

But what was there to hide? It's perfectly normal for people to have desires as they grow up, and that's precisely why humanity has been able to reproduce and thrive generation after generation.

However, she also understood that for some self-righteous, self-proclaimed pure people, such things were unspeakable, hence the existence of terms like “repressed passion” and “hypocritical.”

But his sanctimonious appearance is one thing, but it's the constant sullenness he gives her that puts so much pressure on her.

Hmm, it seems the solution lies in changing his mindset.

With that thought, Li Yue slid off the table, squeezed between him and the table, and tried to sit on his lap.

He was surprised, then struggled, asking, "What are you doing?" His expression was as if she were about to force herself on him, a panicked resistance.

Li Yue tried for a while without success, then lost her patience, shoving him back in his chair and pressing him down, saying, "Stop yelling. I just want to talk to you. As long as you don't get hard, what can I do to you?"

Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Li Yue straddled him, sitting face-to-face on his lap.

Huangfu Jue seemed to only realize what she had said at this moment. His face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth, not out of anger but embarrassment, saying, "You...you woman, you really don't know what you're talking about."

"That's my business. Hey, let me tell you, sex between men and women is perfectly normal. As long as you don't become a monk, you'll have to do it sooner or later. It's all the same whether you do it sooner or later, so what's there to be ashamed of?" Li Yue placed her hands on his chest, coaxing him gently.

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that the man's face was already red enough to bleed. He didn't dare to look at her at all, and only said hurriedly, "Stop talking, get off me!"

Seeing this, Li Yue forcefully turned his face towards her, saying, "Huangfu Jue, listen to me, we have to resolve this issue today. I don't want you to keep blushing every time you see me. Do you know that the whole palace suspects I forced myself on you? Honestly, did I force myself on you that night? I didn't feel anything at all!"

"I don't know, I don't know!" The man became agitated, struggling to get up.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this, let's talk about something else." Not wanting to ruin everything, Li Yue firmly held him down to change the subject.

Huangfu Jue was obviously also worried that if the commotion got too loud, people would find out, so he didn't struggle forcefully. He turned his head away, his chest heaving as he breathed heavily, refusing to look at her or speak.

What should she do now? Mentioning matters of men and women made this man as agitated as a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She had to find a way to calm him down so that the conversation could continue.

Li Yue rolled her eyes in annoyance, and when she saw the sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down on his neck as he turned his head away, she had an idea.

Like a cat, she slowed her movements, gently moving forward a little, and nestled against his chest. Her small hands soothingly patted his rising and falling chest, and she murmured softly, "Have you never been intimate with a woman before? If so, that's truly a pity. Sexual intimacy is actually a very beautiful thing. If both parties are willing, it's like… the breeze blowing in through the window right now, gentle and warm, soothing your limbs and bringing a sense of comfort. You won't feel it's dirty or shameful at all; on the contrary, you'll feel it's sweet and tender, like a lover's soft breath, brushing against your skin inch by inch—a little hot, a little itchy, but more than that, perhaps it's the fluttering of your heart and anticipation…"

Huangfu Jue leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the carved beams and painted rafters above, but his mind couldn't concentrate.

Her voice, always soft and clear, now murmured with a tender, lingering tone, was like the fine down of a fledgling bird, gently caressing his heart. It strangely calmed his unease, yet stirred a different, unfamiliar, and instinctive restlessness within him.

He didn't want to resist, not at all; he just wanted to hear more.

"...If you're fully immersed, it might excite you to the point of forgetting everything—sadness, grievances, resentment, anger, grief...all the pain you might feel when you're awake will vanish with that moment. At that moment, you'll find the sky is blue, the water is clear, the wind is warm, even the moon is at its fullest. Would you find such a thing dirty, filthy, and shameful to speak of?" As Li Yue spoke, a growing pang of pain shot through her heart.

Yes, she was describing a feeling she had experienced herself, inevitably bringing to mind the person who had given her that feeling, and how that person had ultimately disappeared from her sight.

Nestled against the man's chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, she suddenly had a strange feeling, as if she were still lying on that man's chest. She quickly looked up to confirm.

Huangfu Jue had lowered his face at some point, his dark eyes no longer cold and impatient as before; his pupils seemed to hold two lamps, a hint of flame tinged with curiosity, as he looked at her.

The petite woman lay on him in an extremely natural yet alluring posture. In the instant she looked up, perhaps due to a daze, her brows were filled with an indescribable innocence and tenderness, while a fleeting glimpse of panic clearly crossed her watery eyes.

But when her gaze cleared from its hazy state, everything from before vanished. She reverted to her usual nonchalant, roguish demeanor, a smirk playing on her lips as she asked, "Do you still think what happened that day is something to be ashamed of?"

His heart, however, was still lingering on the ticklish sensation of being brushed by a fledgling's downy feathers. Seeing those parted, pale pink lips, he seemed bewitched. A surge of passion welled up within him, recalling the feeling of being deeply inside her that morning. A pure masculine impulse began to surge uncontrollably.

His eyes were hazy, and somewhat awkwardly, he reached out and gently cupped Li Yue's fair face. The smooth touch of her skin made his breathing quicken involuntarily. His thumb lightly brushed against her full lips, leaving a glistening, ambiguous sheen.

He paused, then suddenly straightened up and leaned down, as if to kiss Li Yue's lips.

Li Yue looked at him curiously. Just moments ago, she had been blushing with embarrassment and shyness; how could she have become so proactive so quickly?

He was still clearly hesitant, but Li Yue's lack of resistance seemed to give him courage. After a few tentative attempts, he closed his eyes and kissed Li Yue's lips. His soft lips had barely touched hers when he paused, then hurriedly pulled away.

With that one action, Li Yue was certain he had truly given her his first time. This man, who couldn't even kiss, couldn't possibly have slept with a woman.

But this fleeting kiss piqued Li Yue's interest, because she found him passionate yet inexperienced, completely different from his usual self. She was always curious and wanted to know what else he could change into.

The second time he touched Li Yue's lips, he seemed somewhat dissatisfied with this half-hearted approach. His warm, moist tongue awkwardly tried to explore Li Yue's mouth.

His fresh, clean masculine scent pleased Li Yue, so she didn't reject his exploration. She slightly opened her mouth, her small tongue welcoming him.

He seemed startled, his tongue retracting in a flick.

Li Yue almost laughed at her awkward reaction, but she suppressed it in time, turning the tables and licking his soft lips.

His tongue quickly followed suit, and as their tongues intertwined, Li Yue heard a soft "thud" beside her ear—the book he had been clutching since she entered the room had fallen to the floor.

As the kiss deepened and intensified, his breathing became heavier, and his arms involuntarily wrapped around the soft body sitting on him.

This tight embrace gave Li Yue a sudden feeling of being needed. She, who had always felt adrift in life, rarely felt this way.

Although she knew this feeling might be a hallucination born of passion, she was captivated by it, so she reached out and hugged Huangfu Jue back, reciprocating his passion without reservation.

Her initiative and cooperation quickly dispelled Huangfu Jue's remaining restraint and rationality; his arms tightened around her, and his hands, somewhat uncontrollably, caressed her back through her clothes.

Their intimate position made her clearly feel an erect, hard object beneath her buttocks; the burning heat almost penetrated their clothes and soothed her delicate skin.

She felt a little confused.

Although she was somewhat aroused by his kisses, she hadn't forgotten that there was no love between her and Huangfu Jue.

But…

did it make a difference whether she did it once or twice with the same man?

No.

Since no one was worth her remaining chaste for, why not follow her feelings?

Huangfu Jue was a good man, though not hers, but that didn't stop them from seeking pleasure together in a consensual relationship.

Because of their embracing position, her knees rested on the chair on either side of Huangfu Jue's thighs, and she used this slight support to gently twist her slender waist, rubbing against his erection.

Huangfu Jue quickly lost control, his hot, wet kisses tracing down her chin to her neck. He pulled off her belt, removed her outer garment, and almost impatiently kissed her smooth, jade-like shoulder.

Feeling the man's burning passion, Li Yue wrapped her arms around his neck and breathed softly.

This man didn't love her, but he couldn't control his desires, or rather, he couldn't resist her body.

Men are all like that, aren't they? Love and desire are always two different things. Like Liu Shang, the first person to say he liked her, only because she couldn't give him a promise, he could suppress his desire and not hold her.

It didn't matter, she just wanted freedom and happiness. Wherever she was, she would go; whoever could give her that, she would be with—it was that simple.

"Mmm..." Perhaps because of inexperience, Huangfu Jue was clumsy yet gentle, his delicate caresses and kisses making Li Yue moan softly.

The soft, seductive voice was clearly torture for him, who was now burning with desire. His hot breath sprayed on her sensitive skin, his breathing rapid and heavy, almost painfully holding her body as he said, "I want you..."

The simple phrase "I want you" sounded somewhat touching.

His face was pressed against her chest, and when she felt the astonishingly high temperature emanating from his skin, she knew that this man was completely aroused. But he didn't rush in; instead, it was as if he was seeking her opinion, seeking her help.

Well, she had to admit, she was indeed more experienced than him in this kind of thing.

So…

after a rustling sound, Li Yue stared wide-eyed at the weapon she had released from beneath his brocade robe.

Perhaps because she wasn't naked, the thing peeking out from the smooth, pale blue fabric seemed inexplicably large and menacing. Although

she knew this weapon had visited her body just a few days ago, its size still made her feel uneasy.

She hadn't felt anything that day because she was drunk; if she had been awake… it would have hurt a lot.

Thinking of this, she swallowed hard, hesitating whether to actually do it with him or help him finish with her hand. The man, however, was impatient with her hesitation. Based on the limited knowledge he had gained that morning, he hastily lifted Li Yue's hips, tearing her underpants with a "ripping" sound, and then, with a scream from Li Yue, very fortunately, penetrated her in one smooth motion.

"Ah!" The pain, pushed to its limit, was indeed as intense as expected. Li Yue frowned, clutching his collar tightly with both hands, trying her best to endure it, when she heard his deep, passionate moan of extreme pleasure.

Li Yue immediately punched him in the chest in frustration, cursing, "I knew all that shyness and innocence was an act! You're just a repressed pervert! Ah, don't move, it hurts so much, you bastard!" At the entrance of the Prince's Mansion, Guan Du and Yan Ji hurriedly walked in, saying, "Ye Qianxun only said he was coming, but didn't say when. I feel something is unusual about this. Take a break for an advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint, fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter."

Yan Ji said, "In the past few months, Blood Shadow Palace and Yuexiao Manor have fought more than twenty battles, large and small, on the side of the Scarlet River, and both sides have suffered heavy losses." His arrival is likely related to this matter. If he wants to borrow troops from us, should we agree or not?

Guan Du stopped, looked at him, and said, "Let's find out why Blood Shadow Palace and Moonlit Manor are fighting so frequently before we talk. I don't believe it's just for Yu Lianqiu." Yan

Ji nodded. The two then walked together towards Huangfu Jue's study.

Reaching the door, Guan Du was about to knock when his brow furrowed slightly in confusion. Yan Ji, sensing something amiss, pressed their ears to the crack in the door to listen.

"Squeak—squeak—"

"Slap—slap—"

"Mmm…mmm…a little lighter, too deep…ah…"

"Is this alright…oh…it's killing me…"

The two abruptly turned around, a blush rising on their aged faces, and hurriedly walked away.

Once they were far enough away, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Seemingly embarrassed, Guan Du, trying to make conversation, said in a tone of exasperation, "Your Highness is really something, doesn't he even distinguish between day and night?"

Yan Ji calmed down, stroking his beard, and said, "Young people, full of vigor, it's understandable."

...

In the study, Li Yue lay sprawled on the desk, her clothes disheveled, while Huangfu Jue stood between her legs, his hands gripping her slender waist as he thrust wildly.

The writing implements on the desk had been swept to the floor in their earlier frenzy, leaving the smooth surface ungrabbed. Li Yue could find nothing to hold onto, so she gripped the edge of the desk with her hands. Lying on the desk made her feel as helpless as a lamb to the slaughter, a realization that intensified her pleasure. Her face flushed, her breath coming in short gasps, her dark eyes gazing at the object embedded in her skin... The energetic man between her legs. His

usual cold expression had vanished, replaced by a flushed, excited face, his handsome features a wild, passionate intensity.

They had been locked in a passionate embrace for some time, and Li Yue had torn his robes, revealing a strong shoulder and a glimpse of his smooth, white chest. The slight sweat made his skin appear even more supple and incredibly sexy.

His gaze was hazy as he looked at the woman beneath him. Her delicate knees, still bearing small red bruises from kneeling on the chair, were barely concealed by her disheveled dress. Her exquisite breasts and slender waist were barely hidden, and her exposed skin, set against the backdrop of the rosewood table, glistened like the finest white jade. Her

small, delicate face was flushed with desire, her bright black eyes gazing at him with a wet look. Her swollen, luscious lips parted slightly, escaping soft, seductive moans. A few strands of her dark hair clung to her slightly sweaty neck, adding to her allure. The scent of decadence.

This woman was as alluring as a fairy, her gaze dazzling and mesmerizing.

In that instant, amidst the increasingly intense pleasure, Huangfu Jue experienced a strange sensation, as if only death on her could satisfy his inner desires.

Driven by instinct, his thrusts became increasingly uncontrollable, the heavy sandalwood table creaking and groaning as it moved back more than a foot from its original position.

"Mmm...ah..." Initially worried that the noise would attract those two old foxes, Li Yue could no longer care about anything else as the pleasure within her intensified. Her small hands gripped the edge of the table, and she groaned loudly.

She didn't want to be so wanton, but this position allowed him to deeply penetrate her most sensitive spots even with the simplest withdrawals, so his powerful thrusts truly gave her an almost unbearable pleasure.

But just then, Huangfu Jue stopped in a panic, hastily covering her mouth with one hand, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Don't be so loud." "Saying this, he turned to look out the open window, seemingly checking if anyone was eavesdropping outside.

"Ugh!" Just as Li Yue was getting to the point of no return, this guy stopped without even saying goodbye, which was really going to kill her. She protested with two 'ughs,' and seeing that the brooding man was looking out the window warily and ignoring her, she immediately stretched out her long, slender legs that were originally bent over the edge of the table and wrapped them around his strong waist, lifting her snowy buttocks and struggling to lift them herself.

Not moving was fine, but moving was going to kill Huangfu Jue.

Li Yue had only lifted herself up twice on her own, and the man was already so happy that he was losing three of his souls, unable to suppress his desire." With a low breath, he suddenly scooped up the alluring woman from the table and carried her to the bookshelf hidden from view by the window on the east wall.

Throughout the entire process, he remained intimately connected with Li Yue, each step feeling like a gentle thrust. The realization that he was carrying her while they made love made Li Yue blush furiously, her small mouth lightly biting his shoulder through her clothes.

The slight pain seemed to stimulate his desire; upon reaching the bookshelf, he pressed Li Yue against it, and after a brief adjustment period, he began to thrust into her with a frenzied, powerful force.

Li Yue hadn't expected him to be so forceful from the start. Caught off guard, her back slammed against the bookshelf, causing a sharp pain. She hurriedly released his shoulders, bracing herself against the shelves to support her weight and prevent her back from hitting the hard wooden frame.

This position wasn't comfortable, but the pleasure was intense and powerful. Li Yue bit her lip, enduring it for a moment, but finally couldn't withstand his wildness and groaned loudly again.

He leaned in and sealed her lips with his, kissing her deeply while thrusting wildly. The bookshelf, unable to withstand their violent movements, was shaken loose, books clattering to the floor, but neither of them had time to notice.

"Ugh... I can't... I can't... ugh..." The accumulated pleasure made Li Yue lean back, trying to escape, but his lips sealed her words of pleading. A man is a man, after all. Even without experience or technique, as long as one has the strength and stamina, he can still bring a woman to unbearable pleasure.

The vigorous thrusting didn't last long. Just as Li Yue finally screamed and straightened her legs, he froze, his thrusts halting, pressing tightly against her, his body trembling. Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, he unconsciously bit Li Yue's smooth shoulder. The

intense pleasure of the orgasm overwhelmed the pain of the bite, so Li Yue didn't utter a sound, only tilting her head back, convulsing unconsciously, as she slowly slid to the ground with him.

Both of them, panting, were immersed in the lingering afterglow of their orgasm, neither speaking.

After a long while, when their breathing had calmed down, Li Yue was about to push him away when she noticed the man, who had been relaxed on top of her, suddenly stiffen and look up at her.

In that instant, Li Yue keenly caught a glimpse of unmistakable confusion and…regret in his eyes.

This man regretted it?!

He hadn't even completely withdrawn from her! And he already regretted it?

Li Yue almost immediately felt a murderous urge. But then her thoughts shifted, and she smiled again.

Okay, he was indeed a responsible and good man. He and Jiang Hanyu were childhood sweethearts, he loved Jiang Hanyu, but today he had clearly and explicitly betrayed his lover physically, so he regretted it.

A perfectly normal reaction.

Unfortunately, none of this affected the intense climax he had just experienced with her.

Look, didn't he even bite her shoulder in his passion?

She didn't care. She hadn't betrayed anyone, she felt no guilt. Even if she was suspected of seducing him today, one hand can't clap. If he were truly so deeply in love and so resolute, how could they have ended up together again?

So, for her, apart from his rather unsettling gaze at this moment, everything today was perfect.

Her smile grew even sweeter. She pointed a finger at his chest and gently pushed him away, her cat-like eyes narrowing with a satisfied expression as she looked at his sweaty, handsome face. She said softly, "Although I don't have much skill, I have to admit, you really make me feel good."

Huangfu Jue's already flushed cheeks turned even redder. He turned to the side and silently began to straighten his robes.

His torn underpants lay pitifully beside the messy desk not far away. Li Yue glanced at them, then slowly and deliberately gathered her clothes, smoothed her long hair, and, realizing how ridiculous it was to have bare legs in embroidered shoes, simply took them off as well. Standing barefoot on the ground, she looked at the now neatly dressed Huangfu Jue and said, "You clean up your study. I'm leaving."

Huangfu Jue gave a short "Mm," without looking up at her.

Li Yue, carrying her embroidered shoes, walked briskly to the door. Suddenly turning around, she found him looking at her with clear eyes. Seeing her turn, he turned his face away.

Li Yue laughed, her tone flippant, "If you need anything next time, come find me. Anyway, I'm eating your food, using your things, and living in your house now. It's not good for you to support me for nothing, consider it an exchange."

Huangfu Jue turned his head away without a word, his body stiff as a statue.

Li Yue opened the door, her clothes disheveled but her posture elegant.

The early spring sun was bright and dry, stinging her eyes, but she felt a dampness and decay creeping into her heart.

Perhaps it was because she had never truly been loved, or perhaps it was because she was always betrayed. Today, seeing Huangfu Jue betray another woman for her sake, she unexpectedly found herself enjoying the process.

A man who always clearly distinguishes between love and desire, go ahead and torture yourself!

Thinking of this, Li Yue tilted her head back, a wicked smile curving her soft lips.

Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder, if a woman controls a man's desires, does she control that man?

But there are so many women in the world, what makes her think she can make this man only interested in her and not in other women?

It's a profound question, but she didn't want to ponder it at the moment, simply because there had never been a man who made her feel she had to keep him at all costs.

How wonderful it would be to be carefree and unburdened, even when having fun, she was more carefree than others.

Huangfu Jue probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight because of guilt, would he? Poor thing.

But... who could she blame?

In the study, Huangfu Jue had already frantically tidied up the bookshelves and desk, leaving behind a pile of broken porcelain shards from the brush-washing jar and Li Yue's slightly transparent white underpants, nowhere to be placed.

He looked at the underpants he had torn to shreds with his own hands, rested his elbows on the desk, buried his head, and dug his fingers deep into his dark hair, his heart filled with turmoil.

His body had never felt so relaxed, but his mood had never been so gloomy.

He couldn't understand how he could have slept with her while fully conscious. And how it all seemed so natural? He clearly

... clearly loved Jiang Hanyu, and felt only pity for her, not dislike. How could he have embraced her so readily?

Recalling his passion and frenzy just now, he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground forever.

How could this be? How could he have done such a thing?

It was her, she had seduced him. She straddled his lap, she lay on his chest, describing the sensations of lovemaking to him in such an alluring tone and language, and she even...

he remembered, it seemed like he was the one who initiated the kiss.

His long fingers ran through his hair furiously, and he felt a pang of self-loathing.

He had only seen her pale pink lips, why had he been bewitched? Why couldn't he stop once he kissed her? To have sex with a woman he had no feelings for—what was the difference between that and soliciting a prostitute? When had he fallen so low?

But why couldn't he think of any of this at the time? He only knew that her lips were so sweet, her skin so smooth, her body so alluring… She had almost bewitched his entire mind. At that moment, nothing remained in his eyes or heart but her seductive charm and the desire to possess her.

Thinking about it now is terrifying; there really was a moment when his entire world consisted only of her. His mother, Guandu, Jiang Hanyu, the throne, the empire, hatred… all these people and things that were almost as constant as breathing with him were no match for her soft moan at that moment.

She must be a bewitching enchantress; she had bewitched him, that's why he felt this way. It must be!

With his head lowered, his nose almost touched the table, a faint, delicate fragrance silently and slowly permeating his nostrils.

It was her scent.

Holding her in his arms, his nose was filled with her warm, delicate fragrance—faint yet persistent, irresistibly drawing him in, making him bury his face in her neck and inhale deeply.

This scent, combined with the exquisite sensation of being inside her, created an aphrodisiac that drove him almost mad. Aside from constantly wanting her, his mind, blank with passion, could barely process any other thoughts.

This was his most immediate and overwhelming feeling.

The most terrifying thing was that he loved this feeling to death. Although he knew it shouldn't happen, even while repenting for his sins, he couldn't help but savor that exquisitely pleasurable sensation. He was even certain that he would never forget that feeling for the rest of his life.

This meant… even if he married Jiang Hanyu later, he might still retain memories of his sexual encounters with other women…

He hated this sordid, despicable self, but forgetting… was beyond his power.

*

Huangfu Jue has gone on a long journey, reportedly leaving overnight.

Li Yue heard this news when she arrived at the Xi Wang Mansion the next day.

Ha, it seems she really can't forgive herself for what she did yesterday; she actually ran away.

But... why is it that the more loyal and serious he acts, the more she wants to drag him down with her?

She wants him to suffer. Why is it always the woman who suffers for the man, and not the man who suffers for the woman?

She knows Huangfu Jue has never hurt her or caused her any pain, but...

well, she has to admit, he's being blamed. Who told him to become her second man after Ye Qianxun? And Ye Qianxun, her first man, didn't leave her with a very good impression.

So, since he's the second, and a conflicted second who immediately regrets it after sleeping with her, then, she can only apologize. Let her see just how loyal and steadfast his childhood love with Jiang Hanyu really is.

With him gone, the Xi Wang Mansion seems even more peaceful and tranquil than usual. Li Yue went there and sat with Guan Du Lin Jiu, drinking tea and chatting. During this time, Li Yue received two pieces of news that greatly excited her.

First, it's said that Jin Wei, the fifth prince of Nanfo, has finally broken ties with Crown Prince Jin Lü, colluding with Yun Qian, the palace master of Tiansheng Palace, to openly propose in court that the emperor depose the crown prince and establish a new heir. The entire court agreed, but the ailing old emperor said he needed to consider it. A fierce power struggle

erupted within the upper echelons of Nanfo. Upon hearing this news, Li Yue was overjoyed, thinking: "Depose him! Depose him! It would be best if he were exiled to the frontier afterward, so I could pick him up and raise him. That boy is so beautiful and delicate, skilled in bed, and so gentle and obedient—perfect as a bed slave!"

Second, it's said that Murong Juan, the fourth young master of the Murong family of Dongyi, has actually returned alive.

This news inexplicably excited Li Yue. The world's number one assassin! Someone she had admired for a long time. She thought she would never meet this martial arts prodigy in her lifetime, but heaven had brought him back to life. Thinking of the giant rock on Tianyi Island that he had cleaved with his sword, Li Yue couldn't help but imagine what he looked like. Was he tall or short? Fat or thin? Handsome or sleazy? She definitely had to go to Dongyi to meet him sometime, hoping he wouldn't die before she arrived.

Five days later, Huangfu Jue returned, travel-worn and weary. Apart from looking a little haggard, he seemed unchanged, reverting to his usual icy demeanor.

If there was any change, it was that he would avoid Li Yue at all costs. He began to disregard the opinions of others, avoiding Li Yue like the plague.

This behavior made the people in the palace even more certain that Li Yue, this wicked woman, had done something improper to their respected prince, frightening their always proper and well-behaved prince.

Li Yue, however, found it amusing. The more he avoided her, the more it proved he had a guilty conscience. If he had nothing to hide, he could simply ignore her; why would he hide?

Since he had a guilty conscience, this man could only become more depraved.

So, starting the night after Huangfu Jue returned, Li Yue would run to his window every night and imitate a cat's meow—a soft, sweet meow with a long, drawn-out ending. Hearing the faint sounds of tossing and turning inside, she would suppress a laugh and go back to her Yiqing Residence to sleep.

After a few days of this, Huangfu Jue still didn't react. Feeling a bit bored, she took some melon seeds and started meowing while cracking them open. She would crack a seed and imitate a meow, then clap her hands, ready to leave. But just then, something unexpected yet somehow expected happened.

The window behind her suddenly opened, an arm reached out and dragged her into the room, then slammed the window shut.

Chapter 60: The Night Demon's Fury...

The pale moonlight filtered through the silver curtains, casting a misty glow on Li Yue. The room was dark and quiet, save for his slightly rapid breathing, long and short, brushing past her ear.

Huangfu Jue pressed Li Yue's shoulders against the window frame, looking at her bright eyes in the night, his voice suppressed and exasperated. He asked, "What do you want?"

Li Yue looked up at him timidly. The hazy moonlight softened his sharp features, making him appear gentle and serene. He was indeed a handsome man, but why didn't he belong to her?

She said in a completely innocent, childlike voice, "I was just passing by, eating some melon seeds..."

Seeing her deny it, Huangfu Jue became angry. Afraid of attracting attention, he lowered his voice and roared, "The cat's meowing..."

"Oh, it's spring, the cats are in heat. These past few days, my yard has been filled with cat meowing, keeping me awake. You can go listen if you don't believe me," Li Yue explained weakly in an even more innocent voice.

Damn it, he smelled that faint fragrance again. His heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly released his grip on her, taking two steps back.

Li Yue had been observing him. Seeing his reaction, she guessed he was aroused. A sweet smile appeared on her lips as she asked, "Why have you been avoiding me these days?"

Huangfu Jue turned his face away. After a long pause, he said, "I don't want to see you. Get out."

"So you don't want to see me... I thought you would like my body..." Li Yue lowered her head slightly, speaking softly in a hurt tone.

Her sorrowful tone stung Huangfu Jue's heart, a subtle ache escaping his lips as he suddenly felt utterly despicable. After all, he was the one who had taken the initiative to hug her in the study that day, and she was still an unmarried woman... No matter how he thought about it, she was the one who had suffered.

His current treatment of her was truly excessive.

With this thought, he turned around, intending to say something to comfort her, but saw her suddenly squat down against the wall, hugging her knees and burying her face in her arms, sobbing softly.

This crying startled Huangfu Jue greatly. The reason was simple: in his mind, Li Yue had always been a cunning, ruthless, and heartless woman. She could brutally torture her enemies, she could injure someone for a dog, she could gouge out a living person's eyes in public, and even when severely injured and on the verge of death, she showed no sign of weakness. Therefore, he felt that tears were completely unrelated to her.

But now she was crying in front of him, and it seemed entirely because of his ruthless indifference…

Looking at the woman curled up in a ball, infinitely aggrieved, he felt momentarily at a loss.

Li Yue buried her head in her knees, sobbing softly while listening intently to the man's movements. She vowed that if he remained unmoved, she would not be Qin if she didn't cripple him tonight!

Huangfu Jue stood frozen for a long time. He, who had never comforted anyone before, finally regained some composure, took out a square handkerchief from his pocket, squatted down, and handed it to Li Yue.

Li Yue was "crying" with great enthusiasm when she suddenly felt something lightly touch the back of her hand. She looked up slightly and saw the man stiffly offering her a handkerchief.

The light was dim, and he couldn't see if there were real tears on Li Yue's face; he only saw her sniffling, her eyes shimmering, looking like an abandoned kitten, and his heart softened even more.

Li Yue didn't take the handkerchief, but instead wiped her cheeks haphazardly, lowering her eyes and whispering, "I'm fine... I know the difference in our status. Don't worry, I don't need you to take responsibility, and I won't cling to you. If you really don't want to see me, go tell Guan Du that he asked me to come back. If he tells me to leave, I will." With that, she stood up and brushed past him.

But her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Li Yue, with her back to him, slightly curled the corners of her lips.

Her words made Huangfu Jue feel utterly ashamed, like a scoundrel who bullied others and then abandoned them.

"Wait...wait a minute, that's not what I meant." The man held her wrist, the warmth, not hers, seeping through the thin sleeve from his palm onto her skin.

She slowly turned around, her expression fragile, tears in her eyes trembling with her breath in the moonlight, threatening to spill.

How could Huangfu Jue remain unmoved when such a strong woman revealed such a pitiful appearance before him?

His heart softened as if dripping with water, and his tone became gentle, "It's my fault, let me make it up to you," he said.

She gently pulled her hand away from his, walked to him, looked up at him with clear eyes, her red lips, still glistening with moisture from where she had just bitten them, parted slightly: "How can you make it up to me?"

They were so close, their breaths mingling, and looking at her pure yet beautiful face in the moonlight, at those slightly parted red lips, he couldn't help but recall the passionate moments they shared in the study that day, and...that intoxicating pleasure.

Why did he try so hard to avoid her? Because he knew he couldn't continue like this with her, but damn it, he thought of her every night, and he feared that frequent contact with her would make him lose control.

And as it turned out, his fears were correct; for example, right now, he was on the verge of losing control. He found a longing welling up inside him; he wanted to kiss her, to hold her and kiss her fiercely like last time. This longing came swiftly and intensely, and he was powerless to resist.

Every man has a beast within him, no matter how proper or dull he appears on the outside—it's a gift from heaven. The difference lies in when it's aroused and by whom.

For Huangfu Jue, Li Yue was the first person to ignite his beastly nature; she stirred his desire to conquer, and he became hopelessly addicted to the pleasure it brought.

Many people talk about self-control, but truly achieving it is difficult. At least, that's what Huangfu Jue believes now.

Seeing him staring at her silently, his breathing seeming to quicken, Li Yue knew her feigned weakness had worked. This man's will was like a tree branch bent under the weight of snow; one more snowflake and it would snap.

So, without hesitation, she added the final snowflake.

Reaching out her small, white hand, she gently clutched his collar, tilting her head back and exhaling softly, asking, "Tell me, how do you mend..." Before she could finish, he pulled her close and sealed her lips with his.

Feeling his kiss, as passionate as before, she really wanted to laugh out loud.

A man's love... ha, so fragile!

Childhood sweethearts, that's at least ten years of relationship, right? In the end, wasn't it all the same betrayal? Thinking about it this way, her five-year relationship with Yu Wuchen, gone to waste, didn't seem so terrible.

And, thankfully, she hadn't been kept in the dark like Jiang Hanyu.

...

The moonlight, like water, illuminated a night as fiery and intense as fire.

A small, jade-white hand reached out from the edge of the bed, impatiently clutching the silver-black bed curtains and pulling them taut. Rapid, interwoven low moans and the sticky sounds of flesh colliding echoed ambiguously in the quiet room.

Li Yue bit her lip, looking at the man who seemed to have inexhaustible energy on her body, and began to wonder if he had truly been suppressing his desires for too long, accumulating pent-up energy for a sudden burst.

Although his handsome face, lost in a sea of desire, was wildly alluring, and although the seemingly endless pleasure made her arch her back and cry out in ecstasy time and time again, she was truly exhausted now, because this was already the third time tonight.

She could feel her legs trembling weakly, her waist aching terribly, and her throat hoarse, which was why she bit her lip and stopped moaning. Even the most tender part between her legs seemed unable to withstand his repeated, thick ravaging, a slight burning pain lingering.

Just as she hesitated whether to urge him to finish quickly, he suddenly thrust deeply. "Ah!" Li Yue couldn't help but frown and cry out.

"What's wrong?" Seemingly noticing Li Yue's discomfort, he stopped and asked her breathlessly.

Li Yue looked up at his flushed cheeks and bright eyes, and suddenly thought of an inappropriate question: If this man wasn't always so expressionless, and could smile slightly, wouldn't he be very charming?

She had never seen him smile in all the time she'd known him.

Releasing her grip on the bed curtains, she gathered his slightly disheveled black hair, looking at his hazy handsome face in the waning moonlight through the window. She pouted her red lips and said, "It hurts."

He paused, then leaned down, his hot lips pressing against hers, kissing her gently, while his lower body began to move gently and tenderly.

Mmm… Li Yue comfortably narrowed her eyes, but at the same time felt a little strange. Why could two people who didn't love each other be so compatible and intimate in bed?

His sweaty skin felt incredibly smooth to the touch, yet it also made his muscles appear firm and elastic.

Li Yue hated herself. She had just realized that men's love was unreliable, but holding this man she knew belonged to someone else, she couldn't help but wonder if it would feel different to be making love to the man she loved.

The man on top of her didn't give her much time to think. Perhaps her body was too sweet, or perhaps his desire was too intense; he quickly became wild again. The

intense movements soon sent Li Yue, who had already climaxed several times, soaring to new heights. But as she trembled and spasmed, incredibly sensitive, he pressed her legs down and increased the speed of his thrusts. The intense stimulation almost made Li Yue faint.

He habitually held her tightly during his climax, his strong arms almost suffocating her already limp body.

In her near-dazed state, Li Yue knew he was biting her shoulder again, but at this moment she really didn't have the strength to push him away, so she could only let him do as he pleased.

His climax lasted a long time. Li Yue waited for ages, but he didn't leave her. Finally, exhausted, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, at the crack of dawn

, Huangfu Jue, always an early riser, woke up early despite being tired from his excessive indulgence the night before.

When he opened his eyes and saw the woman lying beside him, he was slightly taken aback. But he quickly realized that he hadn't been able to resist again last night and had made love to her.

A sense of guilt had barely surfaced in his mind when his attention was unconsciously drawn to her.

She lay face down on the bed with her back to him, her long, black hair cascading over her slender, white back, making her hair appear even darker and her skin even whiter.

Her face was slightly turned to the side, a faint blush on her fair cheeks. Her long eyelashes were peacefully closed, trembling slightly with her breathing. Beneath her delicate nose, her pink lips, perhaps swollen from his kisses the night before, had an unusual cherry-red hue, alluring and seductive.

His gaze slid down her smooth, curved back, reaching her slightly upturned buttocks. The silver-colored quilt barely covered half of her snowy bottom, revealing a small portion of her rounded, snow-white mound, arousing his imagination.

Huangfu Jue felt desire almost instantly upon seeing her.

He had never seen a woman's body before, but hers struck him as beautiful; every inch of her flesh was perfectly proportioned, every curve alluring and irresistibly seductive. He had held her, knowing how soft and tender such a beautiful body was in his arms, how smooth and supple her snow-white skin felt to the touch…

His desire intensified with the memories, and not wanting to transform into a wolf, he quickly averted his gaze, noticing a hint of crimson peeking through her right shoulder beneath her black hair.

He reached out and gently parted the strands of hair, revealing a bewitching, vibrant flower before his eyes.

His mother loved flowers, and back in the palace, influenced by her, he had come to recognize many. This one on her shoulder… it must be a rose of Sharon.

The flowers have faded, the dust has settled, how much remains?

The vibrant tattoo against her snow-white skin created a breathtaking beauty. For reasons unknown, he leaned down and gently kissed this beautiful flower.

"Mmm..." Still dreaming, Li Yue flinched sensitively, unconsciously letting out a soft moan, unwittingly opening the floodgates of the man's desire once more.

*

After being tormented four times by Huangfu Jue that night and morning, Li Yue spent two days recuperating at Yiqing Residence before recovering. She concluded: a man with a hidden passion shouldn't be easily provoked.

When she went to the Xi Wang Mansion again, she still saw Huangfu Jue's icy face. Although he no longer avoided her as before, he would absolutely not look at her in the same place.

She knew this man was probably regretting it again, because he considered himself a responsible and upright man, so the torment of his reason after the physical betrayal was inevitable.

Li Yue would admire his conflicted appearance during the day, but she would never go to him at night. Four days later, one night, she was surprised to find this man had found his way to her room at Yiqing Residence.

She asked him what he was doing there. He seemed very awkward and unnatural, finally managing to stammer, "Didn't you say there were cats in the yard? I came to listen to their meows..."

Looking at his flushed cheeks and evasive gaze, Li Yue inexplicably found him adorable, so she let him into the room, declaring that it could only be once a night.

Then she discovered that he had the ability to extend that time indefinitely.

He seemed truly obsessed with her body, coming every night.

For those few days, Li Yue spent every night with him on the same bed where she had once made love with Ye Qianxun. The same bed, two different men, two men who didn't love her, yet both had thoroughly enjoyed her body.

An ordinary woman would surely feel miserable and pathetic, but she didn't.

As long as she didn't love them either, she wasn't at a disadvantage, because she also derived pleasure from the process; while they were enjoying her, weren't she also enjoying them? Without any emotional entanglement, it was a fair transaction based on mutual consent.

But the truth was, she grew increasingly annoyed by Huangfu Jue's expressions afterward. Even though he was always the one who initiated things, he always seemed to regret it.

She was in control of her body, and when she felt annoyed, there was no need to continue suppressing her feelings to please him.

On the sixth night Huangfu Jue came to her, she was unusually proactive, using all the tricks and techniques she had learned in the brothel on him. Huangfu Jue, experiencing this for the first time, although her movements weren't entirely skillful, her initiative alone made him lose track of time, truly experiencing a state of ecstasy beyond words. As Li Yue straddled him, in the instant he uncontrollably erupted amidst her ecstatic writhing, he was certain he had touched his own soul, ascending in a deathly radiance.

As usual, after their lovemaking, the two lay on the bed, panting and savoring the afterglow. They didn't have much in common to talk about, and even if they did, Huangfu Jue rarely spoke at times like this.

Once their breathing had calmed slightly, Li Yue turned to look at the man beside her. Sure enough, he was staring intently at the ceiling, his cheeks still flushed, but his expression had turned cold. Was he

confessing to Jiang Hanyu again, to his lost loyalty?

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips, and she lazily asked, "Huangfu Jue, when you're with me, do you think of Jiang Hanyu?"

The man stiffened, remaining silent.

She nudged his arm, smiling seductively, "Tell me."

The man suddenly sat up, his long legs carrying him off the bed, and began to dress.

He usually slept at her place until dawn before going home; it seemed he wouldn't be staying today.

Li Yue turned to the side, propping her cheek up with one hand, looking at his slender silhouette in the dim light, her smile unchanged, and said, "I'm fine, as long as you don't think of me when you're with her."

The man left stiffly, the door slamming shut.

Li Yue giggled, pulling the thin quilt over her face.

*

She thought he would never come again, but unexpectedly, only four days later, he appeared in her courtyard again under the cover of night.

At that time, Li Yue was lying on the round wooden platform by the clear pond in the courtyard, one arm around her lover, the other holding a silver pot, drinking.

As she was slightly tipsy, she saw someone lingeringly approaching her out of the corner of her eye. When she turned her head and saw Huangfu Jue, she thought she was hallucinating.

Blinking, she saw the awkward expression on the handsome man's face and was certain it wasn't her imagination. She was instantly enraged, glaring at him coldly, "Huangfu Jue, you really think I'm a prostitute?"

For a while, Li Yue had been either charming or obedient when she was with him, but today she had suddenly changed. He was momentarily speechless, choked for a long time before regaining his composure. Looking at the girl's slightly flushed face lying by the pool, he said, "I didn't think that way."

"Is that so? Then tell me what you were thinking?" Li Yue glared coldly at the man who couldn't control his lower body, feeling a deep pity for Jiang Hanyu, forgetting that he had become like this precisely because he had been seduced by her, the instigator and culprit. Huangfu Jue's

cheeks suddenly flushed red. After stammering for a while, he turned his head and whispered, "Prostitutes want money, you want your life."

Li Yue was stunned for a moment, then laughed so hard she almost fell to the ground.

Ye

Qianxun looked up at the ancient mansion in front of him, standing on the street, his heart filled with conflict.

He hadn't seen her for two or three months, and he missed her terribly. If it weren't for being constantly entangled at Yuexiao Manor, he would have come to find her long ago.

The thought that she was in the mansion, separated from him by only a wall, made his heart race, a natural excitement coursing through every nerve in his body.

However, the memory of her cold expression and resolute words on Tianyi Island caused his burning heart to subside.

What if… she treated him the same way again this time? What should he do?

If he told her the truth, would she forgive him?

But she didn't want to listen to his explanations at all; she seemed unwilling to spend a single moment longer with him.

Every time he thought of these things, he felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Even when he shouted his love for her to her back, he couldn't stop her. He desperately wanted to know if she hated him, resented him, was angry with him, or simply didn't like him at all?

He wanted to know where the problem lay.

Recalling the sweetness they shared during his last visit, and comparing it to the anxiety he felt now, even seeing her was unsettling, he felt a deep sadness.

He had little contact with women throughout his life, and his relationship with the few female subordinates in the Blood Shadow Palace was limited to him assigning tasks and them carrying them out. He didn't understand women, nor did he know how to please them.

But he loved her; she was the only woman he had ever loved so deeply, longed for day and night, and desperately desired to marry and make her his Palace Mistress. Therefore, this time he brought what he believed to be the most beautiful thing he could give her—the Blood Shadow Palace's ancestral Lotus Heart.

This was a necklace crafted from the finest snow crystal from the Illusionary Snow Mountain. Its unique feature was that each round, clear crystal bead contained a tiny blue crystal snow lotus. This was the result of his ancestors using internal force to force the sap of the blue crystal snow lotus into the crystal, then using extremely precise and subtle true energy to guide the sap, creating a lotus shape—moist, translucent, and exquisitely beautiful.

The name Lotus Heart was simply a metaphor for the unbreakable bond between husband and wife.

His ancestors had all used lotus seeds to propose to their beloved, and they had never failed. Today, he wanted to use it to propose to her too. Would she agree?

After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind and mustered his courage. As long as she could forgive him, he would brave any danger, no matter what.

Using his light-footed skill, he silently leaped over the courtyard wall and walked along the bamboo-lined path. Soon, he arrived at the clear pond in the courtyard. Looking up, he saw a couple kissing on a wooden platform opposite the pond.

The night was hazy, and the light in the courtyard was not very bright. The man had his back to him, and the woman was held tightly in his arms, so he couldn't see her face. He was puzzled when his gaze shifted and he saw Tanlang beside the couple. His heart skipped a beat.

Tanlang also saw Ye Qianxun. As if foreseeing a storm to come, it drooped its head, snorted softly, and scurried away without any sense of loyalty.

Ye Qianxun's heart clenched tighter and tighter, his anger growing ever stronger. He stood rooted to the spot, staring intently at the couple locked in a passionate kiss. After a moment, they finally ended their lingering, tender kiss, separating slightly. In that brief moment, Ye Qianxun caught a glimpse of the woman's face.

Seeing that familiar face he had longed for day and night, the one that haunted his dreams, his heart felt as if it had leaped out of his chest and plunged into the icy lake at his feet.

Ignoring the heart-wrenching pain, he shifted his gaze to the man.

When he saw the profile of the man who was holding Li Yue and trying to kiss her again, a surge of anger rushed to his head, making his scalp tingle. His rage, uncontrollable and filled with a destructive, fierce aura, roared like a mad lion: "Huangfu Jue! You're asking for death!"

Chapter 61, "Get out of here..."

Ye Qianxun's roar was truly powerful and overwhelming, making everyone's eardrums ring and their vision blur.

Huangfu Jue and Li Yue were startled. Just as they turned around, a dark shadow swept towards them like a whirlwind. Before it even got close, a gust of wind struck them, forcing them to retreat and dodge.

Li Yue, slightly tipsy, staggered back several steps before regaining her balance. Looking up, she saw Ye Qianxun strike Huangfu Jue's shoulder with a palm strike. Caught off guard, Huangfu Jue fell backward, his handsome face instantly turning deathly pale, as if he were seriously injured. Ye Qianxun, however, was unwilling to give up. He lunged forward and struck Huangfu Jue squarely on the top of his head.

Huangfu Jue was already injured from Ye Qianxun's earlier attack, and his martial arts were far inferior to Ye Qianxun's to begin with, leaving him utterly powerless to retaliate.

Seeing the ferocity of Ye Qianxun's attack, clearly intending to kill Huangfu Jue, Li Yue was instantly half-sobered by the shock. She shouted, "Stop!"

The fierce palm strike stopped abruptly a few inches from Huangfu Jue's forehead because of Li Yue's shout. Ye Qianxun stared fiercely at Huangfu Jue's expressionless face, panting heavily, his face turning pale with anger.

But he didn't know that what would make him cough up blood was yet to come.

Fearing he might suddenly change his mind and kill Huangfu Jue again, Li Yue strode to Huangfu Jue's side. Under Ye Qianxun's murderous gaze, she lifted him, his lips bleeding, and pushed him aside. Then she turned back, staring at Ye Qianxun coldly and with a hint of anger, saying, "Palace Master Ye, you've injured my man. It seems we must fight." With that, she spread her palms, assuming a fighting stance.

Ye Qianxun's heart, previously masked by anger, suddenly had nowhere to hide. The words "my man" were like a rare and powerful knife; beneath its sharp edge, he was powerless to resist except for having his wounds brutally ripped open.

"Your man? You said on Tianyi Island that you had another man, you mean him?" Ye Qianxun was incredulous. In his eyes, Huangfu Jue was utterly useless except for his handsome appearance.

"That's my business, I don't need to explain it to you. Take this!" Li Yue's gaze turned cold, and she swung a palm straight at his chest.

Seeing her cold, indifferent gaze, Ye Qianxun felt an extreme disappointment and pain in his heart. He didn't dodge or flinch, letting her palm strike his chest solidly.

It was just pain; with her martial arts skills, she couldn't kill him. At this moment, he didn't care about the pain, because his heart was almost numb with pain.

The woman he loved had challenged him for another man…

But he was ultimately proud; he couldn't bear this inexplicable scene that shattered his dignity. Therefore, when Li Yue, after striking him, tried to withdraw her hand with a hint of surprise, he grabbed her wrist.

"Tell me why? Just because I didn't take you with me on the cliff, you've come to provoke me, haven't you?" In his cold rage, he couldn't control his emotions and almost roared at Li Yue.

Li Yue looked at him, his face visibly paling after her blow, and felt a surge of pleasure.

Ye Qianxun, you've made me suffer, and I'm happy that today I've finally let you taste the pain. How is it? Does it taste good?

A smile played on her lips as she forcefully pulled her wrist away from his grasp, ignoring the burning pain on her skin from the almost brutal pull. Looking up at him, she said, "Palace Master Ye, I think you've misunderstood. I've said it before, our relationship is merely one of physical intimacy. After we get out of bed, you can go find other women, and I can go find other men. If you're angry about this, then I'm sorry, you've broken the rules, and you'll have to bear the consequences yourself. If you want to vent your anger on my new love, I will become your enemy, be killed by you, or, kill you."

Ye Qianxun was enraged to the extreme, but ironically, he calmed down.

He looked at Li Yue, at the woman who had first touched his heart and first broken it. Today, he had come to propose to her, but it seemed he had been delusional.

Just a physical relationship? Fine, even if it was just that, he was willing to maintain it. If anyone slept soundly beside his bed, they would be eliminated first.

"Indeed, you have the right to choose your man. But you made a mistake, and that mistake was that you shouldn't have provoked me in the first place. I can leave, but for the sake of a man's dignity, I absolutely will not allow your future man to be inferior to me. Otherwise, I will kill every man you find. Even if you become my enemy, it doesn't matter; you can't kill me, and I won't kill you." Ye Qianxun stared at her, his eyes as black as night.

Li Yue knew he wasn't joking, and she knew she really couldn't kill him, so his explicit statement about interfering in her life infuriated her.

"Ye Qianxun, you're a bastard! Get out of here, get as far away as you can, and never let me see you again!" She raised her hand, pointing at the courtyard gate and shouting each word clearly.

Ye Qianxun remained expressionless, even his gaze towards her showed no fluctuation, as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless abyss.

Since meeting her, he had been overjoyed. She made him believe that women should be pampered and spoiled. But today, it was her again that made him realize things weren't as simple as he thought. Sometimes, women, like enemies, need to be conquered.

If true feelings couldn't move them, then force would do the trick. Lost in her gentle embrace, he almost forgot that force was his specialty, his only choice for solving problems.

Because of her, for the first time in his life, he felt indecisive. Tonight, heartbroken, his decisiveness returned.

He coldly glanced at Huangfu Jue beside him, turned around, and strode across the arched bridge over the clear pond, disappearing into the bamboo-lined path.

Li Yue watched him disappear, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

She had been hurt, suffered, and disappointed before, but being threatened was a first for her.

A fierce thought flashed through her mind: Ye Qianxun, I may not be as strong as you, but you'd better not provoke me. Otherwise, even if it means our mutual destruction, I won't let you stand in the victor's position and look down on me!

Even without everything, I still hold your Achilles' heel—you can't bear to kill me. She

stood frozen for a long while when Huangfu Jue's soft cough came from behind her. He was seriously injured, and now that Ye Qianxun was gone, she figured he didn't need to force himself to stay in the fight.

She regained her composure, her voice sharp without turning around, and said, "Huangfu Jue, you're a weakling."

The soft cough behind her paused.

“From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever dared to say this to you, right? Even Guandu might only say, ‘You’re still young, you have a long road ahead of you,’ right? For the sake of the time you saved me, I have to say today that you are truly a complete and utter weakling. You are neither good at literature nor martial arts, you are disloyal to Jiang Hanyu and unfilial to your mother, and your will is so weak that you can’t even control your own body. Apart from your princely lineage and the empty title of a king, your life depends on outsiders like Guandu to support you.”

At this point, Liyue slowly turned around, ignoring his stiff and angry expression, and continued, “Have you ever thought about what you will do if they are no longer here? What can you do besides wait to die? Do you want to yell at me? Do you want to deny it loudly? If you’re not guilty, then come on!”

Being told so utterly worthless for the first time, Huangfu Jue was indeed shocked, ashamed, and angry, but when he wanted to refute, he found that he really couldn’t find a point to support his loud rebuttal.

"Don't blame fate for tormenting you; fate only yields to the truly strong. Although you're not my man, I still hope that one day you can prove yourself as a strong person and make me look at you with new eyes. As I said before, you are indeed still young, and it's not too late for you to make any changes. Don't let your family, your rivals, or outsiders like me look down on you." Li Yue straightened her sleeves, brushed past him, and walked towards her room.

After a few steps, she suddenly stopped and turned back, looking at the man who was stiff as a statue, unable to utter a single word. She said, "Also, don't come looking for me again. I won't sleep with you anymore. If you need something and can't find someone suitable, you can take care of it with your hands. Uh, you should have learned what I did for you last time, right? Okay, don't stand there frozen; you can get out now." With that, she went back to her room and closed the door.

Whew, now she felt relieved and carefree.

She felt relieved, but someone else was not.

In front of the Xi King's mansion, two armies faced each other, brightly lit, swords drawn, a tense and murderous atmosphere prevailing.

Guan Du stood at the bottom of the steps, looking at Ye Qianxun, who exuded an icy killing intent, and the silent line of black-clad men behind him. He calmly cupped his hands and said, "The manor had already received news of Palace Master Ye's arrival, but we didn't know the exact date. We apologize for the lack of proper welcome."

Ye Qianxun stared at him with eyes as white as snow, his words like icy beads: "I thought you knew why I changed my mind and allied with you. It turns out you didn't know."

Guan Du looked up to meet his gaze and said, "No, I do know."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qianxun's expression grew even colder. He reached out and gripped the Sun and Moon Scimitar, sighing like a demon, "Then there's nothing more to say."

The killing aura was already extremely tense, but Guan Du ignored it, calmly saying, "No, you must say it."

Ye Qianxun frowned, extremely dissatisfied.

Guan Du added, "Palace Master Ye, if this matter isn't clarified, it will snow this June."

Ye Qianxun: "...?"

Seeing his confusion, Guan Du had no choice but to state plainly, "This injustice moves the heavens."

...

Xi Wang Mansion, Guan Du's room.

Ye Qianxun stood at the window like an ice sculpture, his back to Guan Du. The invisible chilling killing intent emanating from him proved that his heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Guan Du stood behind him, still speaking in a calm tone, "Palace Master Ye, I know why you are angry, but before I explain, could you please answer a few questions for me? This is crucial to this matter."

Ye Qianxun remained motionless and silent. He was in a terrible mood and didn't want to waste time arguing with him. If it weren't for his own doubts about Li Yue's sudden change in attitude towards him, he would have already gone on a killing spree.

Silence was tacit consent, so Guan Du asked, "Last November, did you see Miss Li Yue on a cliff in the Holy Realm?"

"Get to the point!" Ye Qianxun said impatiently.

"Alright, the key point is just one sentence: since Palace Master Ye claims to have a good relationship with Miss Liyue, why did he abandon her, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, to save someone else?" Guandu hit the nail on the head.

Ye Qianxun froze, grasping the key point in his words. He turned around abruptly, his brows furrowed, and said, "Seriously injured and on the verge of death?"

Guan Du nodded, showing no surprise at his reaction. He simply said, "With Palace Master Ye's martial arts skills, killing someone would be a one-hit kill. It's impossible for him to be seriously injured and on the verge of death. So, it's not surprising that Palace Master Ye couldn't tell how serious Miss Liyue's injuries were. But the truth is, if my lord hadn't arrived in time and repeatedly channeled his inner energy to prolong Miss Liyue's life, Palace Master Ye would probably be visiting Miss Liyue's grave to pay his respects now."

As soon as Guan Du finished speaking, Ye Qianxun seemed unable to support himself and took a step back, leaning against the window frame. His face was full of astonishment and disbelief. He muttered to himself, "Seriously injured and on the verge of death? How is that possible? She was clearly awake, she looked so clean and normal. Although her face was a little pale, she didn't show any pain... Her lips even... had a smile on them..."

"According to my lord, even when Miss Liyue was coughing up blood from her serious injuries, she was smiling. It seems Palace Master Ye doesn't understand her at all." Guan Du subtly poured cold water on his already cold words.

Ignoring his barbed words, Ye Qianxun felt his mind was in complete chaos.

On the surface, it was clearly Yu Lianqiu, covered in blood and unconscious, who looked more like she was on the verge of death. But in reality, wasn't it the clean-cut, smiling Liyue who was the one seriously injured and dying?

Why was there such a discrepancy between appearance and reality? Where did the problem lie? Had his eyes simply deceived him?

If all of this was true… Liyue's treatment of him was still lenient. Why didn't she beat him up to vent her anger? Just cutting ties with him without saying a word…

Oh, cutting ties with him like that, and then finding another man, was even more painful than killing him.

So, perhaps she sought out Huangfu Jue only to repay a life-saving debt? And all of this was his own doing.

At this moment, he wanted to kill himself.

The problem that had puzzled him for so long was finally solved, but why wouldn't she say it? If he hadn't patiently listened to Guan Du's words today, wouldn't he have never understood why she abandoned him?

Why was she so stubborn?

Remembering how forceful he had been towards her at Yiqing Residence...

No, he had to go apologize to her now; he couldn't afford to waste a moment longer!

With that thought, he rallied his spirits, strode towards the door, and then abruptly turned back, glaring fiercely at Guan Du, saying, "I will remember your life-saving grace, but tell Huangfu Jue to stay away from her from now on, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Guan Du smiled faintly, saying, "As long as Miss Liyue doesn't come looking for my lord, I believe my lord can still do that."

Ye Qianxun choked back tears, and left angrily.

Only after he disappeared into the night did Guan Du breathe a sigh of relief. Actually, he was most afraid of him asking, "Why did Huangfu Jue appear in the Holy Realm?" Fortunately, his mind was in turmoil, and he didn't ask.

Now, he would leave all the problems to that girl Liyue to handle.

Ye

Qianxun had come to find Li Yue with a heart full of remorse and a desire for redemption, but the moment he entered her room and saw the lovely woman on the bed, he realized that his greatest desire was to commit a crime!

In the nights they had spent together, aside from necessary naps, he had been busy with their lovemaking almost every moment, so he hadn't noticed how beautiful she was even in her peaceful sleep.

Before meeting her, he had never touched a woman and didn't think women had any reason to exist, but after holding her, desire was like a wild beast unleashed, tearing at his body and soul whenever he felt lonely, accompanied by his longing for her.

He wanted to hold her so badly… right now…

“Ugh…” Just as he was lost in these fantasies, a low growl suddenly reached his ears. He looked down and saw Tanlang sitting on the floor below the bed, baring his teeth at him threateningly. In the darkness, his dog-like eyes gleamed like emeralds.

He snapped back to reality and couldn't help but curse himself as a “beast”! He had unintentionally hurt her; how could she let him hold her again? Gaining her forgiveness was the most urgent matter.

Tan Lang's low growl also woke Li Yue. She had drunk a little wine tonight and slept quite soundly; otherwise, she would have noticed Ye Qianxun approaching the bedside.

The moment she opened her eyes, she raised her right hand, and a thin blade formed from true energy flew silently and swiftly towards Ye Qianxun.

Ye Qianxun dodged her attack and shouted, "Li Yue, I was wrong!"

Li Yue sat up and saw it was him. Remembering his threatening words in the courtyard earlier, she was still furious and cursed, "If apologies were enough, why the hell did you learn martial arts to kill people? Get out!"

Ye Qianxun was not one to be bullied; no one had ever dared to bully him since childhood. But tonight, to win back his beloved's heart, he

knew he had to be shameless this time.

He rolled a few steps closer to the bed with a shameless grin, and said in a low voice with utmost sincerity, "Li Yue, I really know I was wrong. On the cliff, I thought Yu Lianqiu was more seriously injured than you, so I chose to save her first. Later, when I went back to look for you, you weren't there. I really... I really didn't realize you were so badly injured."

Li Yue stared at him coldly and said, "What does it matter to me whether you're right or wrong? I said I don't want to see you again, get out!"

Seeing that she was unmoved, Ye Qianxun had no other choice but to resort to his trump card in desperation, "Li Yue, don't misunderstand, I saved her because... she's my sister."

Li Yue was stunned.

Ye Qianxun, thinking he had a chance, took a few more steps closer and said, "My father repeatedly told me before he died that I must find her, so I did everything I could..."

"Didn't you hear me telling you to get out?" Before he could finish speaking, Li Yue suddenly exploded, swung a pillow at his face, and roared, "Since you have someone you'd do anything for, why did you come to me? Go spend your life with her! Get out! Get out!" As she spoke, she threw blankets and bedding at him, while Tan Lang took the opportunity to bite the hem of his robe and drag him out the door.

And so, the dignified Blood Shadow Palace Master Ye Qianxun, who was sincerely repentant, was utterly humiliated and kicked out of the room by a woman and a dog.

He watched helplessly as Tanlang slammed the door shut from the inside. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then moved to the window. After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to let Liyue understand his feelings. "Li..." he uttered only one word when a loud "bang!" echoed as a stool smashed through the window and flew out. Had he not reacted quickly enough to dodge, he would have been disfigured by the sudden attack.

"Ye Qianxun, if you're a man, have some manners! Stop bothering me!" Liyue roared, pounding the bed.

Ye Qianxun was utterly defeated. After standing silently for a while, he said, "Fine, calm down first. I'll come back to you later." As soon as he finished speaking, another chair flew out.

With a look of grievance, the Great Palace Master Ye clutched his chest and left.

Seeing that he had finally left, Liyue hastily pulled the bedding back onto the bed, lay down, and continued sleeping.

A moment later, she suddenly sat up with a "whoosh," her zombie-like movement startling even Tanlang, who was lying on the floor below.

Liyue's eyes darted around: Yu Lianqiu, the third young lady of Yuexiao Manor who had been raised for over a decade, was actually the sister of Ye Qianxun, the master of the Blood Shadow Palace, their mortal enemy?!

This was just too bizarre! What on earth was going on?

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