[Fantasy] The Harem is in Chaos (Complete) - 25

Chapter 95, A Sudden Understanding of Love...

Early May, Nanfu Shengyang, East Palace.

It was a sunny and pleasant afternoon.

"Your Highness, I just received news that Su Yingge and Miss Qin have returned to Tianyi Island." Li Shi entered from outside the palace and reported softly in front of the desk.

Jinlu looked up from the memorial, her bright eyes sweeping over him. She sighed, leaned back in her chair, and rubbed her forehead. After a while, she slammed the memorial on the desk with a "thud" and asked, "Haven't you found out who did it yet?"

Li Shi nodded and said, "The other party handled this matter cleanly and efficiently, leaving no trace. Even Su Tingsong didn't see what he looked like."

"If you can't find out who did it, won't all the blame be thrown on me?" Jinlu's eyes were cold as she said angrily.

Li Shi bowed and remained silent.

Just half a month ago, Su Tingsong, the leader of the Cao Gang, was suddenly attacked on Tianyi Island. With his martial arts skills, he couldn't even see who attacked him, let alone injure them—it was simply unbelievable.

But none of that mattered. Most importantly, he wasn't injured, only afflicted with the Moon Gu.

The Moon Gu is an ancient secret technique. Those afflicted experience an attack every fifteen days of the lunar month, and without a suppressant, they will bleed from all seven orifices and die.

The most peculiar thing about this Gu is that it has no antidote, only a suppressant to alleviate the pain. In other words, once a person is afflicted with this Gu, they will be controlled by someone for life.

The Moon Gu had been lost to the world for a long time, but in recent years, it was none other than Jinlu who brought it back to the world.

From a young age, other princes lived in luxury and had no shortage of playmates, but he, his mother was gone, his father didn't care for him, and the servants around him were the oldest and worst in the palace. He couldn't possibly play with friends after finishing his studies every day like the other princes.

In truth, he was as insignificant as a blade of grass in the palace at that time. Generally speaking, to avoid being bullied and mistreated, he would stay as far away as possible from his half-brothers.

If there was one place in the deep palace that they rarely set foot in, it was the long-forgotten library.

He had nothing but ample time, so for nearly six years, he spent almost all his time immersed in the library. He wasn't unbalanced in his studies; he read all kinds of books. He was exceptionally intelligent and could understand and thoroughly study any book. It was during this time that he inadvertently learned about the existence of Moon Gu, that there was no antidote for this Gu technique, that it had always been an ancient secret art known to few, and that if he could master this Gu technique, he could control others and make them completely obedient to him.

Driven by this ambition and his own intelligence, he spent three years researching this Gu poison, using an old eunuch in his palace as a test subject and continuously improving it until it was perfect.

As he grew older, his brothers began to shift their attention from their toys to him. Sometime later, they started to find him more entertaining than their toys, and thus began his nightmare. From

six to nine years old, he was bullied like a dog. Whenever he was forced to crawl like a dog around his brothers' feet, the palace maids and eunuchs serving them would watch and laugh.

He didn't actually want to cry; he only felt hatred. But he was afraid that if others saw his hatred, it would bring more humiliation and beatings. So he began to try to cry while crawling. Over time, his tears were no longer a normal emotional outpouring, but a means of concealment. Like a smile, regardless of his inner emotions, if he wanted others to think he was happy, he could smile. Many people can laugh when they want to, but many cannot cry when they want to, even if they feel no sadness, no pain, and even a little pride, but still weep uncontrollably.

He did, and thus saved his life. Because no one would believe that a cowardly child, crawling on all fours and crying with tears and snot streaming down his face, could amount to anything.

His second use of the Gu poison targeted the old master's personal servant. This was originally a difficult task, but his status and youth successfully lowered the victim's guard.

That was his first gamble. He had nothing to begin with, and if he had to choose between being trampled underfoot for life and death, he would undoubtedly choose the latter.

He succeeded. Anyone with a stable life and a normal mind would value their life above all else.

The servant provided him with a lot of useful information, and his ability to integrate and apply it was unparalleled. Therefore, while being chosen as the crown prince might seem like a lucky accident to others, for him, it was an inevitable result of his desperate struggle and risking his life.

After the old master's health deteriorated, he began selecting the next master, and that person was Yun Qian. Jinlu worried that the transfer of the Heavenly Saint Palace Master would affect his own position as Crown Prince. Therefore, he instructed his servant to use the opportunity of Yun Qian's frequent meetings with the old Palace Master, given Yun Qian's need to frequently attend to him in order to ascend the throne, to inflict the Moon Gu on him.

Su Yingge knew about the Moon Gu inflicted on Yun Qian, but because his power was not yet established and his position was unstable at the time, he couldn't meet with Yun Qian often to assign tasks; most of the time, he had Su Yingge handle the contact.

Therefore, when Su Tingsong was infected with the Moon Gu, Su Yingge's first suspect would undoubtedly be him. He had recently threatened Su Tingsong on the ship,

and Su Tingsong might see this as a warning about Su Tingsong's disappearance with Li Yue. If Su Tingsong thought this way, Li Yue would likely think the same. As the saying goes, one move affects everything. Li Yue already had suspicions about his relationship with the Heavenly Saint Palace, but hadn't investigated further. If this became the trigger, she might come to Sheng Yang to demand answers, and the affairs of Ye Qianxun and Huangfu Jue might be brought up again.

How would he explain then?

Even though Li Yue couldn't do anything to him, his goal had always been to possess her, not to compete with her. If things escalated to this point, what was the point of all his efforts?

Su Yingge and Li Yue had disappeared for a month. He was indeed furious and wanted to do something to the Canal Gang to lure them out, but before he could act, someone else beat him to it.

Who was this person? What was their purpose?

At first, he wondered if this person's use of the Moon Gu to control Su Tingsong was an attempt to control the Canal Gang. But upon closer examination, he realized something was amiss. If he wanted to control the Canal Gang, he wouldn't have allowed Su Tingsong to publicize it; he would have done it secretly, just like he had done to Yun Qian.

But if it wasn't to control Su Tingsong, then this action only seemed to have two consequences: first, the missing Su Yingge and Li Yue had returned; second, he had been framed.

He had suspected Yun Qian because she had the motive and the means to sow discord between him and Su Yingge, but he didn't have the time. At the time of the incident, he was in Sheng Yang, and he had even summoned her.

But if he hadn't personally intervened, although the Heavenly Saint Palace was full of experts, he couldn't find anyone who could defeat Su Tingsong and move freely on Tianyi Island as if it were empty.

There's a saying that those who shave others' heads will also have their heads shaved; he'd encountered all sorts of things in his life, but this was the first time he'd been framed. If the other party was truly after him, then this time he had truly met his match.

*

Tianyi Island, Dongli Garden.

Su Tingsong lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his face ashen. Madam Su sat beside him, her eyes red and swollen, constantly wiping away tears with a handkerchief. Su Yingge sat on the edge of the bed checking on her father's condition, while Li Yue stood beside Madam Su, feeling sorrow for the misfortune of others for the first time.

Did she really not deserve a happy and carefree life? Look, Su Yingge had just taken her out for a few days of comfort, and now such misfortune had befallen their family.

"Mother, Father is just poisoned, he's fine," Su Yingge diagnosed after examining him.

"Really?" Madam Su paused.

"When has your son ever lied to you?" Su Yingge gave her mother a reproachful look.

"But...but, those doctors clearly said..."

"Mother, do you believe those quacks or your son?" Su Yingge interrupted her, raising an eyebrow. Su Yingge

composed herself and said, "Of course I believe my son."

Su Yingge smiled and said, "That's my sensible mother! Just watch, tomorrow I'll give you a lively husband!"

"You brat! He's your father! No manners!" Seeing Su Yingge laughing and showing no concern, and knowing that her son's medical skills were far superior to ordinary doctors, Su Yingge felt relieved. Her cheeks flushed, and she kicked Su Yingge.

Su Yingge darted to the side of the door, smiling as he called out to the stunned Li Yue, "Wife, aren't you coming back with your husband for a bath?"

Li Yue, hearing him say such a thing in front of Madam Su, immediately blushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and she stomped her foot, saying, "Are you asking for it?" She chased after him and slapped him.

...

Inside Su Yingge's room in Yingge Courtyard, Li Yue finished her bath and stood before the mirror, looking at her fair and rosy cheeks with considerable dissatisfaction.

In less than a month with him, he had pampered her with good food and drink during the day and served her diligently at night, and in such a short time, he had fattened her up to be so plump and round, like a pig ready to be slaughtered.

Just as she was annoyed about how to get rid of this extra weight, an arm draped over her shoulder. Su Yingge leaned down to look at her in the mirror and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you frowning?"

"Look how fat you've made me! I can't even run anymore," Li Yue complained playfully.

Su Yingge laughed and nodded, "Hmm, the effect is good. It seems that even if I don't take over the Canal Gang in the future, I can still run a pig farm to support you."

"Get lost!" Li Yue elbowed him in the stomach.

He laughed heartily, lightly kissed her cheek, and said, "You've been traveling for several days, are you tired? You should go to sleep early, I'm going to Tianyi Pavilion to check my medicine."

Li Yue looked up at him, a hint of fatigue hidden behind his bright eyes in the candlelight.

"Oh, don't be busy for too long." Li Yue yawned, stood up and walked towards the bed.

"Okay." Su Yingge sat on the edge of the bed, covered her with a thin quilt, pinched her smooth cheek, and then went out.

He was gone for about half a cup of tea's time when Li Yue suddenly lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went out, disappearing into the night with a few light leaps.

Half an hour later, she returned, her expression solemn.

She knew Su Yingge was faking it. Even if Su Tingsong was truly only poisoned, his complexion suggested a very serious condition. As his son, even if he was confident he could cure his father, he shouldn't have been so carefree and jovial beforehand.

It turned out that both father and son knew the truth, but they didn't want Madam Su and her to know the real reason and cause them worry.

Both father and son were the kind of men who liked to shoulder everything themselves, allowing their women to live more easily.

Su Yingge didn't go to Tianyi Pavilion to check on his medicine; he went to Dongli Garden to see his father while his mother was asleep.

She hadn't slept either; she followed him to eavesdrop.

She heard Su Yingge say that Su Tingsong was afflicted with the Moon Gu, a type of poison with no antidote, likely requiring lifelong medication for protection. She heard Su Yingge ask Su Tingsong if Jinlu had sent someone to do it. She heard Su Yingge ask Su Tingsong if Yun Qian had visited.

Su Tingsong remained calm, answering neither of his last two questions. He showed little concern for his own health, only requesting that Su Yingge return to take over the canal gang and stop wandering around. He demanded loyalty to Jinlu, to this future emperor of Southern Buddha, and that he refrain from provoking him or incurring his resentment, lest he bring unnecessary trouble upon himself.

This father's only wish was for his son to live safely and securely under his watchful eye.

She left without listening to Su Yingge's answer; in truth, she didn't need to. If she were in his shoes, with such good parents and such a warm home, she would do everything in her power to protect it.

She lay back on his bed, reflecting on the blissful life she had enjoyed for the past month.

She thought she would never forget that secluded paradise hidden deep in the mountains of southeastern Foshan, the thousand peaks clustered together, the clear lake like a mirror, Su Yingge's bamboo house built on the water, far from the hustle and bustle, he holding her hand as they ran through fields of red azaleas, then sat on a cherry tree eating cherries, the moon as bright as a plate, the gentle breeze as soft as water, when he placed the washed cherries on the windowsill, then lifted her, her skin smooth and silky from the bath, and said with a smile, "Okay, the cherries and the moon baby are clean, they can be eaten." She couldn't forget his not-so-soft bamboo bed, which creaked and groaned every night during their passionate lovemaking, shattering the moonlight at the foot of the bed...

But what she could never forget, perhaps, was not any of the above, but the girl she met by the lake.

That day, Su Yingge went into the mountains early in the morning to gather herbs, as usual. Bored, she rowed her boat from the bamboo hut to the shore. As she handed the long pole to the old man who guarded the lake and the hut for Su Yingge, she saw her standing some distance away beside a clump of bushes, watching her.

Her light blue cotton dress was extremely ordinary yet impeccably clean. Li Yue knew that for such a secluded mountain village, this was perhaps the best attire the young girl could possess.

She was young and beautiful, with a pure, clear beauty, like a lotus emerging from clear water. Her eyes were incredibly clear—the clearest eyes Li Yue had ever seen, untouched by any worldly dust.

She was Li Yue's rival in love, because she loved Su Yingge.

The old man said that ever since Su Yingge first came here four years ago to gather herbs and built this bamboo hut, the girl had come every single day, rain or shine.

She was fifteen then, and now she's nineteen. In this village, women her age who are still unmarried are extremely rare.

She had never spoken to Su Yingge, not even met her face. It's possible she only caught a glimpse of her from afar through the shadows of trees and the rain, and fell in love, waiting for her.

For reasons unknown, Liyue invited her to the bamboo house. She was shy and awkward, but didn't refuse. Perhaps the bamboo house in the middle of the lake, with its long platform forming a ring, had already become an unattainable dream shore for her. And Liyue's invitation was her only chance to reach that shore in this lifetime.

Inside the bamboo house, she dared not move, only letting her gaze caress everything within, her gaze filled with an intense, unyielding love.

Liyue served her cherries, asking her about the mountains, the water, the people… everything about this place.

Born and raised here, she knew everything about it better than anyone. Seeing Liyue's interest, she felt affirmed and told Liyue everything she knew without reservation.

The two met for the first time and didn't know each other, yet they got along well and chatted happily.

As noon approached, Li Yue invited her to stay for lunch, but she resolutely refused. Just as she was declining, Su Yingge returned.

Su Yingge clearly didn't know who she was, and seeing a stranger in the bamboo house, she looked blankly at Li Yue.

The girl, meanwhile, kept her head down, her face as red as the cherries on the table. The person she had waited for for four years stood before her, only a few feet away, yet she didn't have the courage to look up.

Li Yue simply said that she was a guest and should stay for lunch, then kicked Su Yingge into the kitchen to cook.

While waiting for lunch, the girl was very nervous. She sat awkwardly at the table, her palms sweating so much that her sleeves were soaked.

After lunch, Li Yue saw her ashore and gave her the finely crafted fishing rod that Su Yingge had always used.

The girl was overjoyed, expressing her gratitude repeatedly. Before leaving, she even mustered up the courage to say to Li Yue, "Miss Qin, seeing you two makes me realize what 'a match made in heaven' truly means." As she turned to leave, tears were clearly visible in the corners of her eyes.

That phrase, "a match made in heaven," was not sarcasm or jealousy, but a sincere expression of emotion and blessing.

The girl's heart was purer than the sky.

Li Yue knew that she might never come to this lake again, but she would likely keep Su Yingge's unspoken and sincere love in her heart forever.

Watching the girl's receding figure, Li Yue suddenly felt herself shrunk down, becoming smaller and smaller, even needing to look up to see the girl's back clearly.

Throughout her life, she believed herself to have endured countless trials and tribulations, her heart as strong as iron. Nothing in this world could frighten her or make her back down. Yet, at this moment, she suddenly realized that she was actually the most timid and fragile one. Her courage was even less than that of this village girl who had never seen the world or experienced any hardship.

This young girl knew that she and Su Yingge were worlds apart, that they might never cross paths in this life, that he might never know she had loved him. Yet, simply because her heart was moved, she bravely loved and waited. Now, seeing her beloved find someone else, she bravely let go and offered her blessings.

This silent persistence and carefree spirit—when had Qin Liyue ever possessed it?

Now, she didn't even have the courage to offer her heart and truly love.

Heartbroken, why was her heart broken? Because her heart was too selfish and narrow-minded. Loving someone meant desperately wanting a response, and when that wasn't received, she was hurt, she hated, and thus closed her heart to love.

This isn't love; it's possessiveness, like wanting something you like and then trying every means to get it.

For eighteen years, she'd wandered through countless places and met countless people, but finally, it was here, with this shy girl she'd just met, who enlightened her to see the true nature of love.

Had she ever loved someone so much that she dared not touch their things, dared not look them in the eye, her palms sweating and her face flushed?

Had she ever loved someone so much that she asked for nothing in return, sought no recognition, simply kept them quietly in her heart, yearning for them, needing no one to know, needing no one to understand, never forgetting, never feeling wronged, never expecting anything, just silently grieving for them, wishing them well—was that enough? ...

It turned out she had never truly loved. She had hurt herself, yet thought it was love that had hurt her...

Su Yingge, this man cherished her like a precious jewel, she loved him like a treasure, and now that he was in trouble, shouldn't she do her part for him?

The answer was undoubtedly yes.

She loved this man, waiting to enjoy being loved; to give was to love.

Perhaps she could also love him silently, quietly, without letting him know.

Chapter 96: Inhuman Torture...

Five days later, at the Chongde Hall of Sheng Yang.

The morning court session had just ended when a figure in a purple brocade robe with silver dragon patterns emerged from the tall, imposing hall gates. Bathed in the brilliant sunlight, he descended the steps with an air of arrogance, his entire body seemingly bathed in gold.

His grace and nobility were not innate, but rather a blood-red splendor forged through countless hardships and tribulations, built with iron swords and white bones. Therefore, his appearance was not one of pleasing beauty or splendor, but rather awe-inspiring power worthy of worship, not direct gaze.

It was the kind of aura only a founding emperor should possess.

He was only seventeen.

Li Shi sighed inwardly, hurriedly approaching and whispering, "Your Highness, Miss Qin has arrived."

The awe-inspiring radiance vanished instantly. Slightly surprised, he asked, "Where?"

"The Eastern Palace."

"How does she seem to be feeling?" Asking about someone's mood before even meeting them was something he had never done before.

Li Shi dared not show surprise, and said with his head down, "You seem a little down."

Down, not angry?

Jin Lu felt slightly relieved and strode towards the East Palace.

In the East Palace, Li Yue stood in the garden, tearing at a large peony in her hand, struggling internally.

She knew that Su Yingge would be busy with the matters on Tianyi Island for a while, so she bid him farewell, saying that she wanted to go back to see how the construction of Phoenix City was going. She turned around halfway and stopped at Sheng Yang for a break. Advertisement time: Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy it? 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 good that you faint, fully automated masturbation, 12 different sex positions, vibration frequency, click to enter.

Jin Lu, that kid, she never thought he would be as innocent and harmless as he seemed on the surface. Anyone who could fight their way out of the princes in the deep palace, how simple could their mind be?

She simply didn't want to think too much about it, preferring to mind her own business. She liked his obedient and docile demeanor in front of her, and she didn't care how he acted in front of others.

But now it seemed that her indulgence might be hurting others she cared about. Leaving

aside Su Tingsong's matter for the moment, given the inexplicable relationship between Jinlu and Tiansheng Palace, it was likely that the misunderstanding between her and Ye Qianxun, as well as Huangfu Jue's framing, were all related to him.

If she continued to let things slide, the consequences would be unbearable.

In the months since the palace coup, judging from his ruthless decisiveness, this young man's heart was cold and black. If there was any softness or warmth left, it was probably only towards her, the one who had once saved his life.

What should she do?

Kill him? No. First, she couldn't bear to; second, she might not succeed; third, the chaos in Nanfo might not be good for the Cao Gang and Su Yingge's family.

If she didn't kill him, what other way could she stop him from harming the men around her?

Perhaps... the only solution is... to fight fire with fire...

"Sister Yue!" Before she could finish her thought, a joyful call rang in her ears. She turned around, only to be greeted by his signature suffocating bear hug.

This time, she neither hugged back nor struggled, simply letting him hold her quietly.

Jinlu noticed her unusual behavior and quickly released her, holding her shoulder with concern, asking, "Sister Yue, what's wrong?"

Liyue lowered her head, her eyes downcast,

her lips slightly pouting, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm unhappy."

Seeing her like this, Jinlu felt a sense of foreboding, but he couldn't ignore it, so he forced himself to ask, "What's making Sister Yue unhappy?"

Liyue turned away sadly and said, "Even if you know, there might not be anything you can do..." She sighed again and continued, "Perhaps I shouldn't have come to you."

Jinlu sensed from her tone that she hadn't come to accuse him, but rather seemed to have encountered some difficulty and needed his help. His clenched heart immediately relaxed, and he took her hand, saying, "Sister Yue, please tell me. How will you know I can't help you if you don't tell me?"

Liyue pursed her lips and remained silent. After a while, she turned back and smiled, saying, "It's nothing, I'm hungry." The spring

sunshine was bright, but that smile was even brighter than the spring sunshine, making people lose their hearts and souls, standing there stunned, not knowing what to do.

It's true that Su Yingge has taken good care of her. After just over a month apart, her long, black hair was glossy, her skin rosy and delicate, her complexion radiant and smooth, every inch of her skin pearly and translucent like jade. It made one want to hold her in their

arms and pamper her. Just thinking about how Su Yingge had been so intimate with her over the past month to make her so radiant, Jinlu felt a surge of jealousy that almost choked him. A murderous intent flickered within him, a burning desire to behead Su Yingge and display his corpse for ten days.

Suppressing his turbulent emotions, he strode over, took Liyue's hand, and smiled innocently, saying, "Let's eat together then, I'm hungry too."

Faced with a table full of delicacies, Liyue only touched her chopsticks a few times before stopping.

"Sister Yue, what's wrong?" Jinlu asked, seeing her distressed expression.

Liyue put down her chopsticks and slumped onto the table, saying, "I'm so sad."

Sad? This was a perfect opportunity to show off!

Jinlu was used to seizing any chance to cause trouble, and even more so to currying favor. So he put down his chopsticks and, under the guise of comforting her, pulled her onto his lap, embracing her and saying, "What's making Sister Yue sad? Tell me."

Seeing this, Liyue simply buried her face in his chest, her voice low and slightly tearful as she said, "Uncle Su has been poisoned, and it's an incurable poison. I'm so sad. Every time I went to Tianyi Island, he and Aunt Su always treated me so warmly and so kindly... I never imagined that he would suffer such a terrible fate after just a few days, and I can only watch helplessly... I wonder which bastard did this. If I find him, I'll definitely castrate him!"

Liyue... While sobbing, she pinched his arm to vent her resentment. Jinlu was in so much pain he almost jumped up, but seeing that she seemed unconscious, he could only endure the excruciating pain and gently stroked her back with his other hand, comforting her, "I've heard about this too. Don't worry, Su Yingge's medical skills are unparalleled; she'll definitely be able to cure his father."

Liyue pinched his arm hard without any mercy until she noticed he was trembling slightly from the pain. Only then did she let go, lower her head, and pretend to wipe away tears, rubbing her eyes until they were red. Then she raised her small face, her dark eyes watery, looking at Jinlu's slightly pale face, and asked, "Little pinkie, were all the things you said to me before sincere?"

"Of course," Jinlu hurriedly assured her.

"Then could you send people to Tianyi Island to help me protect Su Tingsong's family? I like Su Yingge, and I like his parents too. I don't want to see them get hurt." Liyue stared into his eyes.

Jinlu suddenly felt a lump in his throat.

"You don't want to?" Liyue pouted.

"No." Jinlu instinctively denied it, inwardly wishing he could slap himself twice. Who told him to use the self-inflicted injury as a pretext to promise he wouldn't stop her from liking someone else, wouldn't compete with her, wouldn't fight with her? Now he'd fallen into the trap he'd set long ago. What was he to do?

Liyue remained silent, her clear black eyes looking at him.

"The Cao Gang has tens of thousands of followers, enough to protect themselves. If I send more people, I'm afraid it might be seen as surveillance, right?" He racked his brains for an excuse.

Liyue lowered her eyes, not refuting, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Forget it, my Phoenix City is almost finished anyway. Why don't I bring them to Phoenix City and live with me? I'll protect them."

Jinlu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets upon hearing this. He changed the subject, saying, "Tianyi Island is the Cao Gang's headquarters. I'm afraid they won't easily relocate. Since Sister Yue is so worried about them, then I'll send people to protect them."

"Really?" Liyue's eyes lit up.

Jinlu suppressed the urge to scratch the wall and smiled sweetly, saying, "When have I ever lied to Sister Yue?"

*You brat, haven't you lied to me enough?* Liyue cursed inwardly, but outwardly smiled charmingly, saying, "Then you have to make a pledge. If anything happens to them under your protection, it must be intentional on your part, and I won't forgive you."

This was a heavy responsibility, but even though she was furious and resentful, it was still better than having Su Yingge's family move in with Liyue. Thinking of this, Jinlu composed himself and smiled naturally, "Don't worry, Sister Yue."

Liyue knew he must be suffering in silence, and it was hard for him to maintain such a sweet smile. Immediately, she felt much better, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a big kiss on his handsome cheek, laughing, "You're so sweet and tender."

In the afternoon, as usual, Jinlu, the Crown Prince overseeing the country, had to review memorials and handle state affairs. Liyue took a nap on his large bed in the Longhua Palace.

Evening arrived in the blink of an eye. Jinlu put down the last memorial, stretched, and quietly went to the bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the woman sleeping in his bed.

Her arched eyebrows were like willow leaves, her closed eyes had long, slightly curled eyelashes, her nose was small and delicate, her full lips were pink and plump, and her cheeks were fair with a rosy glow, as delicate as a baby's.

He should have been moved, but at this moment he could only sigh.

Before meeting her, he cared about everything except people, because those who were worthy of his care were already dead. He had never thought that he would have such a day, so afraid of losing someone.

Buddhist teachings say that there are seven kinds of suffering in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and regret, separation from loved ones, and unfulfilled desires.

In his life, he had undoubtedly felt the last one most deeply: unfulfilled desires.

He longed for maternal love, but could not have it, because his mother had died long ago. He longed for paternal love, but could not have it, because his father had never loved him, and he would not expect it in this life. He longed for a peaceful life, but it was unattainable, for he was a prince. He yearned for pure friendship, but it was unattainable, for he could not lower his guard with anyone. He longed for love that came from the heart… She was right before him, and this time, he would absolutely not allow her to become yet another unattainable love in his life.

If he could not have her, with whom would he share this magnificent land he had worked so hard to conquer? With whom would he spend his golden years?

Su Yingge… Since he could not eliminate her immediately, then he would fight for her. He loathed fighting, but perhaps he was destined to live a life of struggle, because he was a man, and he had to protect his life, his power, and his woman.

These past few days of traveling day and night had left Li Yue exhausted, and trusting that Jinlu would not harm her, she was unguarded and slept soundly in his bed.

It wasn't until something soft and numb pressed against her lips, making it difficult for her to breathe, that she opened her eyes and woke up.

It was Jinlu stealing a kiss from her while she slept.

She didn't mind, rubbing her sleepy eyes and simply hugging Jinlu's neck, her starry eyes half-closed as she asked groggily, "What time is it?"

Jinlu was overjoyed by her unintentional display of coquetry and dependence, and took the opportunity to steal a kiss on the rosy cheek he had been eyeing for so long, saying, "Sister Yue, it's time for dinner. What would you like to eat?"

"I want to drink lily and white fungus soup, um... and cherry honey," Liyue said.

"Okay, I'll have someone prepare it right away." Jinlu happily went out to serve the meal.

Liyue sat up, watching him disappear out the door, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She pulled a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve; she had taken it from Su Yingge's Tianyi Pavilion when she said goodbye. She remembered the label on that shelf said "Unfailing Golden Spear," so this time, she had come prepared.

Although she couldn't be sure yet that Jinlu was the one who poisoned Old Man Su, it was time to teach this kid a lesson; otherwise, he would cause chaos.

Tonight, she'd make him wish he were dead; otherwise, she wouldn't be Qin.

Dinner began in an incredibly harmonious atmosphere. Watching Li Yue eat with such gusto, nodding and swaying her head, Jin Lu was secretly delighted, thinking it a good start. Perhaps tonight she could continue the unfinished business that Li Shi had interrupted last time. He had given instructions when serving the meal: no matter how important the matter, no one was allowed to disturb them tonight; anyone who disobeyed would be executed without mercy.

When Li Yue felt she was almost full, she lifted her little face, sniffed, and said, "What a strong floral fragrance! So delicate and pretty. The peonies in the garden are blooming so beautifully, can you pick one for me?"

"Sure!" Seeing that she was in the mood to appreciate flowers and the moon, Jin Lu was even happier and went off to pick flowers.

Li Yue took the opportunity to pour the powder from the porcelain bottle into her own bowl, stirred it a couple of times, and then waited quietly.

After a while, he returned with a bunch of delicate and beautiful peonies, and Li Yue pouted again, "So delicate and pretty, I can't eat anymore."

"If you can't eat, just leave it," Jin Lu said.

"But I want to see you eat..." Li Yue bit her lower lip, her eyes alluring.

Jinlu had no precedent for eating other people's leftovers, but since she asked, he naturally wouldn't refuse. Just as he was about to reach for her bowl, Liyue said again, "Shall I feed you?"

The overwhelming joy of being flattered lasted only a moment. Jinlu quickly realized that she was probably only being so kind to him out of gratitude for his promise to send someone to protect Su Yingge today.

Su Yingge, that jinx, always made him feel bad whenever he thought of her.

With a hint of resentment in his heart, he almost shamelessly pulled Liyue onto his lap, smiling brightly, "Okay."

Liyue scooped a spoonful of white fungus soup and brought it to his lips. Every time she saw this face, she couldn't help but marvel. It was just a face, yet it always gave off a dazzling, radiant beauty. Up close, her crystal-clear eyes were even brighter, her translucent skin even whiter, and her soft lips even redder. Such a radiant and beautiful face, like a fleeting ephemera, completely overshadowed the newly picked peony beside her.

As she watched him slightly open his mouth and take a spoonful of glistening white fungus, the enchanting scene warmed her heart. It was as if he were holding her, not the fungus, and her whole body softened with a warm glow.

This devil, this wicked charmer! Her plan was still unfinished, yet she had been unwittingly seduced. Li Yue cursed him inwardly.

Jinlu had been using his eyes to seduce Li Yue. Seeing that she had initially stared at him absentmindedly, but then averted her gaze, he stubbornly bit the spoon she offered, refusing to let go.

Seeing that there wasn't much white fungus soup left in her bowl, Li Yue figured the medicine dosage should be enough, so she let him fool around. She glanced at him sideways with a seductive look and asked, "What? Want to eat the spoon?"

Jin Lu spat out the spoon, his gaze like a net of countless threads of affection, tightly enveloping her. He whispered, "I don't want to eat the spoon, I... I want to eat Sister Yue..."

Ever since she sat on his lap, she had felt a hard object pressing against her buttocks, and now it was even harder and hotter. She couldn't wait to finish the mission and go back to sleep. Hearing this, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning closer and whispering, "How do you want to eat?" Her red lips pressed against his chin

, gently nibbling as she asked, "Like this?" Perhaps no man could resist such teasing. Jin Lu felt a surge of desire rush into his mind with her murmur and gentle nibbling. He could no longer pretend to be innocent or naive; he lowered his head and kissed those sweet, irresistible lips.

"Mmm..." Li Yue endured his passionate kisses, deftly adjusting her position from a side-sitting position to straddling his lap, hugging his neck and extending her little tongue to entice him.

His breathing was heavy, and his hands, holding Li Yue, began to uncontrollably knead her soft body, gradually starting to undress her.

"Mmm... so tender, I'm so hot..." she responded to his movements, tilting her face up and moaning softly.

"Sister Yue..." He couldn't wait to kiss her fair neck, his hands already inside her clothes, caressing her smooth, moist, youthful body.

Such a soft, tender body, it really made him want to devour her whole.

Li Yue was aroused by his increasingly frenzied movements, and pressed against his chest, saying softly, "Tender, not here, let's go to bed..."

To bed? What a beautiful request!

Overwhelmed by a sudden surge of lust, Jinlu nearly lost control. He scooped her up and rushed to the bed, pinning her down to the floor, ready to pamper her. But the woman struggled, protesting, "I want to be on top! I want to be on top!"

Heaven knows Jinlu wanted nothing more than to tear off her panties and take her. He wasn't unfamiliar with women, but this was the first time he'd felt such an intense, uncontrollable desire for one.

Though he desperately didn't want her to waste any more time, he dared not force himself on her against her will. He could only suppress his impulse and obediently lie down on the bed.

Liyue quickly stripped him down to his panties, first lewdly admiring his undeniably muscular physique with her gaze, then, as if seized by a playful impulse, jumped off the bed, grabbed a bottle of cherry honey from the table, returned to the bed, straddled him, and began drawing flowers on his chest and abdomen with her slender fingers dipped in the honey.

Slender fingertips, moistened with honey, roamed over his aroused, feverish body. The slightly tingling sensation drove him almost mad, and his rock-hard erection throbbed so hard it nearly burst through his underpants.

He endured for a long while, finally reaching out to hug the playful Li Yue, groaning, "Sister Yue, I can't take it anymore..."

Li Yue looked up and saw his flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, knowing he had reached his limit. She secretly rejoiced, but outwardly pouted her red lips and scolded, "You're so naughty." She then pressed a pressure point on his acupoint.

Jin Lu was about to complain, but the next moment she ripped off his underpants, swallowing back the words she was about to utter.

Good heavens, every time she saw his invincible erection, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

How could it be so long and thick? It was unbelievable that she had actually done it with him last time; such a large thing could actually fit inside her. How amazing!

"Sister Yue..." His eager call came to her ear.

She snapped back to reality, remembering she hadn't finished what she needed to do. She picked up the porcelain cup filled with cherry honey and poured it over his erect penis.

"Sister Yue, what are you doing?" Jinlu exclaimed in surprise.

"Shh—" Liyue covered her lips with a finger, smiled mischievously, put down the cup, and grasped the hard, hot member. Using the cherry honey as lubrication, she slowly began to move it up and down.

"Ah...Sister Yue..." Jinlu immediately groaned, her voice soft and sweet, making Liyue's bones melt.

No, she had to finish quickly. Otherwise, what would she do when she got aroused?

If she did, wouldn't all her plans have been for nothing? His weapon was so powerful, and he'd taken an antidote... She didn't want to torture herself.

If she didn't, the torment of desire wouldn't be pleasant either.

Therefore, she had to finish the battle before she got aroused.

Thinking this, Li Yue quickened her pace, one hand moving directly down below, while the other pressed and rotated at the tip. This was a secret technique taught to her by an experienced prostitute back in the brothel. It was said that if a man served like this didn't ejaculate within half a cup of tea's time, he was either physically ill or had a desensitized nerve.

The effect was direct and obvious. In no time, Jin Lu couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "No...no, Sister Yue, I can't take it anymore, I...I'm going to cum..." The extreme pleasure on the verge of collapse even made his voice tinged with a slight sob.

Just as his penis was throbbing intensely and about to explode, Li Yue suddenly withdrew her hand and slumped onto the bed, clutching her stomach with her small hand, frowning and groaning, "Ouch, my stomach hurts so much, little pink one, is there a chamber pot?"

Jin Lu's eyes were glazed, his chest heaving. The feeling of being suddenly stopped just before his climax made him wish he could bang his head against the wall and die. For a moment, he couldn't come to his senses.

Li Yue, clutching her lower abdomen, slid off the bed, calling out as she slipped behind it, "I can't hold back anymore, little pinkie, come back right away, wait for me!"

Jinlu finally managed to suppress the agonizing discomfort that felt like a thousand ants gnawing at his heart and regain his senses. Looking at the empty space beside him, then at his own aroused state after being acupunctured, he tentatively called out, "Sister Yue, Sister Yue..." No one answered.

Good heavens, what was going on?!

Staring at his imposing member for a long time, Jinlu's mind, which had been a complete mess since nightfall, suddenly cleared. Thinking back, she hadn't wanted to make love to him; she clearly... clearly wanted to kill him!

He thought it was a windfall, but it turned out to be a crushing blow, leaving him feeling utterly miserable.

Looking at his disheveled state, covered in cherry honey, he instantly felt a suicidal urge.

...

Liyue jumped out of the window and ran to the garden, then leaned against a tree, clutching her stomach and laughing until she was breathless.

Passion burned fiercely, his erection remained unyielding, and with no woman by his side, and his pressure points sealed so he couldn't move, the feeling... must have been truly wonderful.

This brat, he doesn't know his place until he's taught a lesson! He likes her? He wants her? That will come at a price. Tonight, a small punishment will suffice; let's see if he dares to act recklessly again!

Haha, what a beautiful and intoxicating night!

Chapter 97, King of Beasts...

The next day, Li Yue slept until noon before waking up hungry. Getting out of bed, she found the palace maids and servants who had come to serve her bruised and swollen, limping. It was obvious who had done it. She was both angry and amused. After eating, she went to find the culprit. She

didn't find Jinlu, but she did see Li Shi in front of the Longhua Palace. The usually serious and upright middle-aged man now sported two black eyes and a bruised face; his appearance... well, it was quite a sight.

Li Yue felt no sympathy whatsoever. Seeing this, she laughed so hard she almost fell over, asking, "What happened to you?"

What happened? Last night, Jin Lü had been shouting and yelling in the palace. He assumed it was because Li Yue was too strong and had given His Highness a good beating, so he strictly adhered to the order of "those who trespass will be executed without mercy," and spent the whole night fantasizing outside the palace with a red face.

As a result, His Highness came out before dawn with a face as dark as the King of Hell, and that beating made him cry for his parents!

Now, recalling the terrible situation, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He bowed and said, "This subordinate is fine, thank you for your concern, Miss Qin. However, His Highness didn't go to the morning court today and has been soaking in the Jade Washing Pond in the back all morning. If it's convenient, I hope you can go and visit him."

Li Yue raised an eyebrow. So, someone didn't go to the morning court today? Was it that serious?

Scratching her forehead, she turned and walked towards the Jade Washing Pond behind the Longhua Palace.

The moment she stepped into the Jade Washing Pool, where the breeze blew through the window and the fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, she clearly saw a head emerge from the water. But as she approached, only ripples and scarlet petals swaying gracefully with the current remained on the surface.

The pool water was crystal clear, but because it was so large, standing on the bank, she could only vaguely see a white shadow gliding like a fish across the bottom.

She leisurely sat cross-legged on the wooden edge of the pool, wondering how long he could hold his breath underwater.

After a moment, with a splash, someone emerged from the other end of the pool, his back to her, ignoring her. He rested his arms on the edge of the pool, lying there silently, his long, black hair floating behind him like water lilies.

Li Yue paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, saying gently, "Little pinkie, are you angry with me?"

"Sister Yue, you used drugs on me, you bullied me..." the devilish voice murmured, his aggrieved tone making one wonder if the pool of water was actually filled with his tears.

"Come here, I'll tell you why I did it," Li Yue coaxed gently.

The devilish man turned around, his dark hair clinging wetly to his snow-white cheeks, his bright eyes glistening with tears, and his soft, pouty lips trembling with grievance. After a pause, he slowly swam over.

The pool was built to his height, so the water only reached his neck when he stood in it. If Li Yue wanted to stand like him, she could try to drown.

Seeing him stop a distance away, his eyes pleading like a puppy's, Li Yue couldn't help but soften her expression, beckoning him, "Come here."

Jinlu took a few steps forward, looking pitiful and begging for a pat. Li Yue, obliging his wish, reached out, but instead of touching his head, she grabbed his fair ear and ruthlessly pulled him to her side.

"Ahhh! Sister Yue, what are you doing?" Jin Lu hadn't expected that her pitiful expression would not elicit sympathy, but instead invite even more brutal abuse. Her ear was almost torn apart, causing her excruciating pain, and she immediately howled in agony.

Li Yue's gentle smile remained unchanged as she softly asked, "I'm asking you, last time in the Longhua Palace, did you add aphrodisiac powder to the dragon's saliva incense?" For a long time, she had felt strange about her loss of control that night, racking her brains but unable to find any other reason. She could only attribute it to his extraordinary beauty, which had awakened the beastly nature hidden within her.

It wasn't until later, when she went to live with Su Yingge, that she inadvertently learned from him that there was a colorless and odorless aphrodisiac powder that could be added to any perfume to work its magic. Those affected, while experiencing intense lust, would remain conscious and unaware of being harmed.

Moreover, she learned that Jinlu had once obtained this drug from him.

She suddenly understood. That brat, he was truly hateful!

Hearing her suddenly bring this up, Jinlu's heart skipped a beat. His eyes darted around, his pitiful expression turning innocent, and he said, "Sister Yue, what are you saying? I don't understand..."

Li Yue twisted his earlobe, then, amidst his scream, asked menacingly, "Do you understand now?"

As soon as she released him, Jinlu clutched his almost bleeding earlobe, leaned back, and used the momentum to float to the center of the clear pond, where he stood and looked at Li Yue.

The shimmering water reflected his serene face, like a white lotus blooming in the clear water, pure and holy.

After a moment of silence, he looked at her, his expression unusually serious. "Sister Yue, why did you save me back then? When you found that the sack contained not the treasure you wanted but me, dying, why didn't you throw me away? Why did you save me?"

Li Yue looked at him, who seemed like a different person, her gaze calm, and remained silent.

"It's easy for someone who has never experienced warmth to adapt to this cold world. But if they have experienced warmth, it's very difficult to forget that warmth and return to the frozen state. Growing up, no one has ever been unconditionally kind to me, no one has ever warmed me with their soft hands and bright smile when I was cold, except for you." At this point, he lowered his eyes, scooped up a handful of water, and stared at the water. "Before we met again, I never used hot water to bathe, because no matter how cold the water was, it was always warmer than my blood."

He splashed the water away, raised his arm, and pointed to the palace lanterns in the four corners of the hall. "Those lanterns were also added after you came, because I knew you wouldn't like the cold and darkness here before, and I didn't want you to be here." All I felt was coldness and darkness. Throughout my life, I've been adept at scheming and harming people; even when I occasionally try to please, I still hold a knife in my hand. I love you deeply, but I don't know how to let you know that you are the person I love most and can't lose in this world, because you've never cared about me; your gaze is always fixed on others. I'm like a gust of wind; even if I'm always around you, you might at most smooth out a few stray hairs I've ruffled, but you'll never pay me any more attention.

Looking at his agitated expression and conflicted eyes, Li Yue suddenly had a strange feeling that this man before her was still, in some ways, the same innocent child she had eight years ago. He hadn't grown at all.

She had always known he had another side, but she hadn't imagined that this side of him would still evoke feelings of heartache in her.

"I've never minded killing. No matter how many I kill, I don't feel burdened, I don't feel wronged, I only feel relieved, because they tried to kill me first. Why would I risk everything to fight for the throne and power? It's not that I want the happiness of a harem, it's not that I want fine clothes and a multitude of servants, and it's certainly not that I crave the vanity of ascending to the highest throne. I just want to protect myself, nothing more.

An ordinary person has many choices to protect themselves, but I only have this one, because I am a prince. In this life, I can never escape this identity and the misfortune it brings. I know you may not like me as I am, and I long for you to like me, but I won't change myself to cater to your preferences, because I don't want my life to consist only of someone I can't control. Life has already given me too much uncertainty; I rarely cling to things outside of life." Perhaps, I should learn to create distance in love. Like now, standing here watching you from afar, I feel a deep peace and contentment, but getting closer only brings pain.

He raised his face, his eyes as black as ink, looking at Li Yue for a long time before suddenly smiling, a smile tinged with helplessness, restraint, and melancholy. "Li Yue, actually, I don't want to call you 'sister' at all. You clearly look younger than me. Last time I drugged you, tormenting myself all night; last night you drugged me, tormenting me all night again. Let's call it even, okay? I still owe you a life, and I originally intended to repay you with my entire life, but now it seems you don't care. So let's make a different promise. Whatever you ask for, I'll agree."

Li Yue met his gaze. His self-revelation stirred something within her; it would be a lie to say it didn't, but it was impossible for her to accept and believe it completely.

He was self-aware enough to know that among the men around her, she had indeed paid the least attention to him and invested the least emotion in him (Huangfu Jue didn't count; she had never considered him her man from beginning to end). But she did have feelings for him, a subtle kind of feeling. She didn't find physical intimacy with him repulsive, nor did she miss him after a long separation—it was akin to a gentleman's friendship, detached and pure.

However, she was unwilling to sever all ties with him from now on.

He held immense power, and was such a stunningly handsome and captivating man; why should she simply hand him over to another woman? She had saved him, protected him, and helped him eliminate political enemies and consolidate his position—had it been easy for her?

Although his way of liking her was wrong, she could still feel his sincerity.

What was the security of having him completely under her control than a promise from him?

It didn't matter if she couldn't see through him; he was captivating, but who knew if she couldn't be even more captivating?

Jinlu looked at the hazy light in her eyes, as bright as cold stars, and his heart trembled with anticipation.

Yes, what he just said was a gamble—a gamble on whether she truly had no lingering feelings for him, whether she was truly willing to abandon him for a promise.

If that were true…

he vowed to do whatever it took to wipe out all the men who had stolen her away.

If they couldn't go to heaven together, then they would go to hell together. Without her, his life would be nothing more than a loveless, cold hell.

He felt he had exhausted every method he could think of, and now, she might not be willing to spend any more time on him, letting him feel the pulse of love. He had no choice but to fight to the death.

She slid into the pool, and his heart eased a little. She swam towards him, and his heart eased a little more. She gently placed her hands on his shoulders, looked at him for a long time, and smiled sweetly: "Little pinkie, let's start over."

His heart completely settled; he had won.

Overjoyed, he pulled her close, uncertainly asking again, "Really?"

Li Yue raised an eyebrow and said, "I have a condition."

"I'll agree to a thousand, ten thousand conditions." His eyes were now brimming with joy.

“You still have to call me Sister Yue from now on,” Li Yue said.

The devilishly handsome man's soft lips drooped again, dissatisfied but not daring to raise his voice, he stammered, “Why? Calling me that makes me seem unmanly…”

Li Yue raised her hand and gave him a light tap on the head, scolding, “You still want to talk about manliness in front of me? Want to talk about it? Want to talk about it?”

Seeing her claws about to pinch his ear again, Jin Lu quickly hugged her and spun her around in the water, saying, “I won’t, I won’t. If you like hearing it, I’ll call you Sister Yue every day, Sister Yue, Sister Yue.”

…

A fresh start, a fresh start, to be precise, it should start with sex.

The devilishly handsome man, having received her promise of a fresh start, acted as if he had received a royal decree allowing him to shamelessly cling to her, and in the pool, he embraced her and begged for pleasure. Unable to resist his entanglement, she agreed.

…

The next day, when Li Yue woke up, the room was already brightly lit. Her whole body ached terribly, and she was alone on the disheveled bed.

When the maid came in to help her get up, she told her that Jinlu had gone to court.

Liyue stared in disbelief. From yesterday afternoon until dawn this morning, he had taken advantage of her five times, and he had gone to court so early?

Seventeen years old, five times, and still going to court as usual… In that case, he really had a bright future ahead of him, the king of beasts!

Chapter 97 The King of Beasts (Original version uncensored)

The next day, Liyue slept until noon before waking up hungry. After getting out of bed, she found that the palace maids and servants who had come to serve her were all bruised and limping. It was obvious who had done this. She was both angry and amused. After eating, she went to find the culprit.

She didn't find Jinlu, but she did see Li Shi in front of the Longhua Hall. The usually serious and dignified middle-aged man now had two black eyes and a face full of bruises. His appearance… well, it was as interesting as it could be.

Li Yue felt no sympathy whatsoever. Seeing this, she laughed so hard she almost fell over, asking, "What happened to you?"

What happened? Last night, Jin Lü had been shouting and yelling in the palace. He assumed it was because Li Yue was too strong and had given His Highness a good beating, so he strictly adhered to the order of "those who trespass will be executed without mercy," and spent the whole night fantasizing outside the palace with a red face.

As a result, His Highness came out before dawn with a face as dark as the King of Hell, and that beating made him cry for his parents!

Now, recalling the terrible situation, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He bowed and said, "This subordinate is fine, thank you for your concern, Miss Qin. However, His Highness didn't go to the morning court today and has been soaking in the Jade Washing Pond in the back all morning. If it's convenient, I hope you can go and visit him."

Li Yue raised an eyebrow. So, someone didn't go to the morning court today? Was it that serious?

Scratching her forehead, she turned and walked towards the Jade Washing Pond behind the Longhua Palace.

The moment she stepped into the Jade Washing Pool, where the breeze blew through the window and the fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, she clearly saw a head emerge from the water. But as she approached, only ripples and scarlet petals swaying gracefully with the current remained on the surface.

The pool water was crystal clear, but because it was so large, standing on the bank, she could only vaguely see a white shadow gliding like a fish across the bottom.

She leisurely sat cross-legged on the wooden edge of the pool, wondering how long he could hold his breath underwater.

After a moment, with a splash, someone emerged from the other end of the pool, his back to her, ignoring her. He rested his arms on the edge of the pool, lying there silently, his long, black hair floating behind him like water lilies.

Li Yue paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, saying in a gentle voice, "Little pinkie, are you angry with me?"

"Sister Yue, you used drugs on me, you bullied me..." The devilish voice rang out softly, its grievance so profound that one couldn't help but suspect that the pool of clear water was actually filled with his tears.

"Come here, I'll tell you why I did it," Li Yue coaxed gently.

The demon turned around, his jet-black hair clinging wetly to his snow-white cheeks, his bright eyes glistening with tears, and his soft, pouty lips trembling with grievance. After a pause, he finally swam slowly towards her.

The pool was built to his height, so the water only reached his neck when he stood in it. If Li Yue wanted to stand in it like him, she could certainly try to drown.

Seeing him stop some distance away, his eyes pleading like a puppy's, Li Yue couldn't help but soften her expression and beckoned, "Come here."

Jinlu took a few steps forward, looking pitiful and begging for a pat.

Li Yue obliged, reaching out her hand, but instead of patting his head, she grabbed his soft, white ear and pulled him to her side without a second thought.

"Ahhh! Sister Yue, what are you doing?" Jinlu hadn't expected that her pitiful expression wouldn't elicit sympathy, but instead would only invite more brutal abuse. Her ears were being torn almost to shreds, causing her excruciating pain, and she immediately howled in agony.

Liyue's gentle smile remained unchanged as she softly asked, "I'm asking you, last time in the Longhua Palace, did you add aphrodisiac powder to the dragon's saliva incense?" For a long time, she had felt strange about her loss of control that night, racking her brains but unable to find any other reason. In the end, she could only attribute it to his excessively handsome appearance, which had awakened the beastly nature hidden within her. It

wasn't until later, when she went to live with Su Yingge, that she inadvertently learned from him that there was a colorless and odorless aphrodisiac powder in the world that could be added to any fragrance to have an effect. Those affected would remain conscious even if their beastly desires were unleashed, without feeling any sense of being harmed.

Moreover, she also learned that Jinlu had obtained this drug from him.

Then she suddenly understood. That brat, he was truly hateful!

Jinlu's heart skipped a beat when Liyue suddenly brought it up. His eyes darted around, his pitiful expression turning innocent as he said, "Sister Yue, what are you saying? I don't understand..."

Liyue twisted his earlobe, then, amidst his scream, asked in a chilling tone, "Do you understand now?" As

soon as she released him, Jinlu, clutching his almost bleeding earlobe, leaned back, using the momentum to float to the center of the clear pond, before finally standing still and looking at Liyue.

The shimmering water reflected his serene face, like a white lotus blooming in the clear water, pure and holy.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Sister Yue, why did you save me in the first place? When you discovered that the sack contained not the treasure you wanted but me, dying, why didn't you throw me away? Why did you save me?" He looked at her, his expression unusually serious.

Liyue looked at him, who seemed like a different person, her gaze calm, and remained silent.

"It's easy for someone who has never experienced warmth to adapt to this cold world. But if they have experienced warmth, it's very difficult to forget that warmth and return to a state of icy despair. In all my years, no one has ever been unconditionally kind to me, no one has ever warmed me with their soft hands and radiant smile when I was cold, except for you." He lowered his eyes, scooped up a handful of water, and stared at it, saying, "Before we met again, I never used hot water for bathing, because even the coldest water is warmer than my blood."

He scattered the water, raised his arm, and pointed to the palace lanterns in the four corners of the hall, "Those lanterns were added after you arrived, because I knew you wouldn't like the cold and darkness here before, and I didn't want you to be here..." All I felt was coldness and darkness. Throughout my life, I've been adept at scheming and harming people; even when I occasionally try to please, I still hold a knife in my hand. I love you deeply, but I don't know how to let you know that you are the person I love most and can't lose in this world, because you've never cared about me; your gaze is always fixed on others. I'm like a gust of wind; even if I'm always around you, you might at most smooth out a few stray hairs I've ruffled, but you'll never pay me any more attention.

Looking at his agitated expression and conflicted eyes, Li Yue suddenly had a strange feeling that this man before her was still, in some ways, the same innocent child she had eight years ago. He hadn't grown at all.

She had always known he had another side, but she hadn't imagined that this side of him would still evoke feelings of heartache in her.

"I've never minded killing. No matter how many I kill, I don't feel burdened, I don't feel wronged, I only feel relieved, because they tried to kill me first. Why would I risk everything to fight for the throne and power? It's not that I want the happiness of a harem, it's not that I want fine clothes and a multitude of servants, and it's certainly not that I crave the vanity of ascending to the highest throne. I just want to protect myself, nothing more.

An ordinary person has many choices to protect themselves, but I only have this one, because I am a prince. In this life, I can never escape this identity and the misfortune it brings. I know you may not like me as I am, and I long for you to like me, but I won't change myself to cater to your preferences, because I don't want my life to consist only of someone I can't control. Life has already given me too much uncertainty; I rarely cling to things outside of life." Perhaps, I should learn to create distance in love. Like now, standing here watching you from afar, I feel a deep peace and contentment, but getting closer only brings pain.

He raised his face, his eyes as black as ink, looking at Li Yue for a long time before suddenly smiling, a smile tinged with helplessness, restraint, and melancholy. "Li Yue, actually, I don't want to call you 'sister' at all. You clearly look younger than me. Last time I drugged you, tormenting myself all night; last night you drugged me, tormenting me all night again. Let's call it even, okay? I still owe you a life, and I originally intended to repay you with my entire life, but now it seems you don't care. So let's make a different promise. Whatever you ask for, I'll agree."

Li Yue met his gaze. His self-revelation stirred something within her; it would be a lie to say it didn't, but it was impossible for her to accept and believe it completely.

He was self-aware enough to know that among the men around her, she had indeed paid the least attention to him and invested the least emotion in him (Huangfu Jue didn't count; she had never considered him her man from beginning to end). But she did have feelings for him, a subtle kind of feeling. She didn't find physical intimacy with him repulsive, nor did she miss him after a long separation—it was akin to a gentleman's friendship, detached and pure.

However, she was unwilling to sever all ties with him from now on.

He held immense power, and was such a stunningly handsome and captivating man; why should she simply hand him over to another woman? She had saved him, protected him, and helped him eliminate political enemies and consolidate his position—had it been easy for her?

Although his way of liking her was wrong, she could still feel his sincerity.

What was the security of having him completely under her control than a promise from him?

It didn't matter if she couldn't see through him; he was captivating, but who knew if she couldn't be even more captivating?

Jinlu looked at the hazy light in her eyes, as bright as cold stars, and his heart trembled with anticipation.

Yes, what he just said was a gamble—a gamble on whether she truly had no lingering feelings for him, whether she was truly willing to abandon him for a promise.

If that were true…

he vowed to do whatever it took to wipe out all the men who had stolen her away.

If they couldn't go to heaven together, then they would go to hell together. Without her, his life would be nothing more than a loveless, cold hell.

He felt he had exhausted every method he could think of, and now, she might not be willing to spend any more time on him, letting him feel the pulse of love. He had no choice but to fight to the death.

She slid into the pool, and his heart calmed a little. She swam towards him, and his heart calmed a little more. She gently placed her hands on his shoulders, looked at him for a long time, and smiled sweetly: "Little pinkie, let's start over."

His heart completely calmed down; he had won.

Overjoyed, he pulled her close, and uncertainly asked again, "Really?"

Li Yue raised an eyebrow and said, "I have a condition."

"I'd agree a thousand times, ten thousand times over." His eyes were already sparkling with excitement.

"You still have to call me Sister Yue from now on," Li Yue said.

The devilishly handsome man's soft lips drooped again, dissatisfied but not daring to raise his voice, he stammered, "Why? Calling me that makes me seem so unmanly..."

Li Yue raised her hand and gave him a light tap

on the head, scolding, "You still want to talk about being manly in front of me? Do you want to talk about it? Do you want to talk about it?" Seeing that her claws were about to pinch his ears again, Jin Lu quickly hugged her and spun her around in the water, saying, "I won't, I won't. If you like hearing it, I'll call you that every day, Sister Yue, Sister Yue."

...

A fresh start, a fresh start, to be precise, it should start with sex.

The devilishly handsome man, having received her promise of a fresh start, acted as if he had received a royal decree allowing him to be shameless, and in the pool he embraced her and begged for pleasure. Unable to resist his entanglement, she agreed.

Fortunately, this devilish man was aware of his inexplicably large size and, fearing he might hurt her, was extremely gentle and considerate throughout the process. Perhaps because he had been holding back all night, he was exceptionally sensitive, and soon after their union, he ejaculated with Li Yue's first climax.

Afterwards, the two emerged from the pool and rested briefly on the chaise longue in the palace. During this time, the devilish man, aroused again, pressed down on her and made love once more.

The afternoon's intimacy left Li Yue not utterly exhausted, but she was still quite weak. After dinner, the devilish man volunteered to massage her back and waist to relieve her fatigue, so she rested in the Longhua Palace.

The devilish man had indeed mastered excellent massage skills; his technique and pressure were comparable to Su Yingge's. Li Yue felt extremely comfortable under his care and soon fell asleep.

However, she woke up shortly after, for no other reason than the wet, soft, numb, and itchy sensation in her private parts, making it impossible to sleep peacefully.

Opening her eyes, she found herself lying on her back with her legs spread wide, a head buried between them. As for the soft, slippery thing in her private parts that made her feel weak and tingly, she knew without a doubt what it was. Thinking of how

he had tormented her twice that afternoon, and how he had started getting aroused again just as she lay down, Li Yue was annoyed. She was about to kick him away when his tongue slipped inside her.

"Mmm..." A sudden wave of pleasure washed over her, and she let out a soft moan, biting her lower lip.

Jinlu looked up at the sound. In the dim candlelight of the brocade curtains, a pair of dark, watery eyes appeared. Seeing Liyue looking at him with hazy eyes, he smiled and whispered, "Sister Yue, did I wake you?"

Liyue looked at the glistening moisture on his lips and felt her cheeks burn. She asked, "What are you doing?"

Jinlu turned his gaze back to her private parts and said, "Sister Yue, this is swollen. I feel so sorry for you, so I found some medicine." Only then did Liyue notice that he was indeed holding a porcelain bottle about the size of a thumb in his left hand.

"Apply the medicine? Then you...you use your tongue?" Liyue blushed.

"Your fingers are so hard, I was afraid of hurting you, Sister Yue." He said, smiling slightly, and then lowered his head again.

"Ugh, no..." Liyue struggled, unable to bear the stimulation she had just experienced.

Jinlu pressed down on her snow-white, rounded thighs, coaxing, "Be good, Sister Yue, it'll be over soon." His bright red tongue, scooping up some white ointment, gently pushed into her swollen, tightly closed opening, swirling and teasing around.

"Mmm...ahh..." The pleasure from his tongue was incomparable; Liyue tensed, involuntarily moaning.

A moment later, he withdrew, his tongue seemingly unintentionally brushing against her slightly swollen nipples, murmuring, "Sister Yue, you seem so eager, perhaps you weren't full earlier?" His silky hair brushed against her inner thighs with his movements, causing a slight itch.

This devil always managed to ignite her deepest desires with the most seductive words. Feeling his soft lips kiss her navel, she couldn't suppress the desire he had aroused deep within her, echoing his kiss. She reached out and grabbed his long hair, saying, "Little pinkie, kiss me."

"The medicine isn't finished yet..." he said, playing hard to get.

Without a word, Li Yue exerted force, and he immediately climbed on top of her, his breath coming in gasps.

This devilishly handsome man was tall and strong; simply his imposing presence over her created a powerful sense of pressure. Perhaps it was her instinct as a female animal, always preferring a strong and robust male mate, that made this pressure all the more exciting for Li Yue.

At seventeen and eighteen, they were in the prime of their youth, and on their wedding night, the intensity of their passionate kisses was unimaginable.

Li Yue was consumed by his kisses, unaware that he was even more thirsty. This enchanting body was best left untouched; once touched, it was irresistible.

Holding her soft, delicate body, he wanted to venerate every inch of her smooth, full figure with his lips and tongue, but just as he reached her breasts, she began to moan and writhe, even lifting a long, slender leg to hook around his waist. How could he possibly resist?

"Sister Yue, let's continue applying the medicine." He panted, smearing all the ointment from the porcelain bottle onto his erect member, eagerly moving it between her legs to join her.

Feeling the burning heat against her private parts, Li Yue involuntarily held her breath. After these experiences, she fully realized that his enormous member was both loved and hated. Each penetration caused her almost tearing pain, but later...

Before she could think further, the devil couldn't resist pushing into her tightly closed body, forcefully and firmly stretching her inch by inch, filling her up, until the deepest part.

With his invasion, Li Yue's small hands gripped the brocade quilt beneath her. Perhaps because of the medicine, this entry didn't hurt much, but the tingling and numb sensation of being stretched to the extreme made her heart tremble slightly.

She felt she had reached her deepest point, yet he continued tentatively pushing deeper. A slight pain rose within her, and fearing he might tear her apart, she quickly reached out to press against his firm abdomen, stopping him from going any further. Shaking her head, she said, "Don't go all the way in, I can't take it."

The previous two times he had only managed to penetrate halfway, leaving him deeply disappointed. This time, he had hoped to use the medication to ease the pain and go all the way in. Seeing her resistance, he had no choice but to stop considerately. He leaned down, put his arm around her shoulder, and gently kissed her lips, whispering, "Sister Yue, you're so tight and slippery inside." The instinctive contractions that arose with his intrusion brought a strong, sucking-like pleasure, making him both feel comfortable and pained, his brows furrowing.

"You don't like it?" Li Yue tried to adapt to his powerful presence, wrapping her arms around his neck and looking at his handsome face, which was showing signs of suppressed desire, her breath sweet and fragrant. Jinlu

curved his red lips into a smile, his eyes shining like stars, and lowered his head to kiss her sweet little mouth. He slowly withdrew, then plunged in deeply again.

"Mmm..." The intense tingling sensation made Li Yue tighten her grip on his shoulder.

That one advantage of his enormous size was that there was no need to worry about angle or depth; as long as he moved inside, every sensitive spot of hers was exposed, subjected to relentless rubbing and kneading with each thrust. Even the lubrication of her vaginal fluid couldn't lessen the tingling pleasure of flesh against flesh, because he was simply too large for her.

"I love it to death, I'm just afraid Sister Yue can't take it." After a passionate kiss, he slightly increased the frequency of their intercourse, chuckling softly amidst the soft sounds of wetness.

"Ah... a little gentler, so deep..." Li Yue gripped his arm tightly, the waves of pleasure coursing through her body leaving her no time to argue. Her face flushed, and she moaned incessantly.

"Is it deep? Let's change positions." Jinlu stopped moving, picked her up, lay down on his back, and let her sit on him with her back to him. She supported herself on his chest with her arms behind her and straddled his thighs. Then he thrust into her, holding her waist with both hands to help her move up and down.

In just a few moments, Li Yue mastered the rhythm, arching her back and pushing her hips back, using her legs for support to actively manipulate him.

This position, as expected, prevented him from penetrating very deeply, but the friction became even more intense.

Seeing that she quickly grasped the technique, Jin Lu moved his hands, which had been supporting her waist, upwards, caressing her full, firm breasts.

Because of her semi-reclining position, her long hair swept against his chest and neck with her movements, bringing a tingling, numbing pleasure to his skin. Her light and agile movements and her soft, taut body were like a potent drug; in no time, Jin Lu was panting heavily, his body tense, feeling as if he were about to be killed by her.

Li Yue herself wasn't having an easy time either. The pleasure within her continued to accumulate with her rising and falling movements. At first, she could hold on for a while because of this novel position, but after only a few dozen strokes, she felt her limbs weaken and her body spasming. The feeling of approaching the climax left her both sore and weak, yet unwilling to slow down, causing her considerable torment.

Jinlu was also enduring the pain, feeling the slight tremors and spasms within her body. Knowing she was nearing her climax, he gripped her waist again and thrust upwards with all his might.

"Ah! Ah...no! Slower..." Liyue screamed, but the intense sounds of flesh slapping against flesh continued unabated. After a while, her body stiffened, and she suddenly fell backward onto Jinlu, trembling and contracting involuntarily.

Jinlu, burning with passion, was unwilling to stop in his ecstasy. Seeing her lying on his chest from her orgasm, he simply bent his legs and spread them apart, caressing her firm breasts with both hands. In this position, he thrust hard into her still convulsing body.

Liyue had never imagined that this position could be done. It was fortunate that his penis was thick and long, but being thrust into so hard while still in the throes of orgasm was driving her to a frenzy that she could hardly bear it.

"No, no more..." She shook her head, trying to close her legs but he forcefully spread them apart. She tried to sit up but he held her tightly. His chest was burning hot against her back, making her feel like she was about to catch fire.

"Sister Yue, Sister Yue, it feels so good... Ugh, I really want to stay inside you like this forever..." He turned his face to the side, kissing her slightly sweaty cheeks while breathing heavily and whispering passionately in her ear.

After only thirty or so thrusts, Li Yue was driven to the edge of orgasm again. Her mind went blank, her small hands tightly gripping his arms that held her, her brows furrowed and her small mouth open but unable to utter a sound.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jin Lu rolled over and laid her down beneath him, kneeling between her legs and then thrusting in, his entire penis disappearing into her soft, moist body.

"Ah!—" With just one thrust, Li Yue closed her eyes tightly and arched her back, once again being thrown into the clouds of ecstasy.

Large clumps of hair, like ink-black chrysanthemums, spread across the brocade quilt. Her delicate face was flushed with desire, and her soft, beautiful body, glistening with sweat, trembled slightly from the climax.

Seeing the alluring and captivating sight of the girl lost in passion before him, Jinlu, despite his desire to be considerate, was powerless to control himself.

He lifted her legs together and placed them on his shoulders, pressing down on her, thrusting forcefully and without restraint into her tight, soft paradise.

"No, no more! No..." After two consecutive climaxes, Liyue's body was numb to the extreme, truly unable to withstand such continued torment, twisting and struggling.

That bone-deep ache terrified her; she even had the illusion that if this continued, she might die in the throes of orgasm.

"Sister Yue, oh, so tight, so comfortable, I'm going to die..." He parted her legs, gripping her waist, and thrust into her with a whirlwind of passion.

"Ah! Ah!" Li Yue gripped the soft pillow tightly, her petite body moving up and down with each thrust. The intense tingling and numbness deep in her lower abdomen made her scream as if she were dying.

"Hmm, I can't take it anymore, Sister Yue..." After a while, he suddenly roared, thrusting deep inside her, his body trembling slightly with tension.

Li Yue was completely exhausted, falling asleep before he could withdraw.

...

The next day, when Li Yue woke up, the room was already bright. Her whole body ached terribly, and she was alone on the messy bed.

When the maid came in to help her get up, she was told that Jin Lu had gone to court.

Li Yue stared in disbelief. From yesterday afternoon until dawn this morning, he had taken advantage of her five times, and he had gone to court so early?

Seventeen years old, five times, and still going to court as usual... It seems he truly has a bright future, the king of beasts!

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