Love Runs to the Lotus Heart

"Are you really that submissive?" Huo Beiben's smile turned chilling. "Can you do everything I ask?" "I will try
my best , as long as it makes you happy, as long as I feel worthy of you." Shui Furong raised her pretty face and said resolutely.
Huo Beiben's dark eyes shot out a deep contempt as he raised his voice to question, "Even if you're a slave girl in front of me?" "A slave girl?" At first, Shui Furong
thought he was joking. "I'll do whatever you want me to do, even as a slave girl." "Fine." Huo Beiben nodded, his posture extremely cold and
ruthless. "From now on, in front of others, you are a princess; in front of me, you are my slave girl." "Huh?" Shui Furong didn't expect him to be serious
and was momentarily speechless.
"What, you don't want to?" A contemptuous question came from Huo Beiben's mouth.
"No." Shui Furong shook her head, a captivating smile spreading across her lips. "I'm willing." Yes, she was willing to do anything for the one she loved!
Even if she was just a slave girl... as long as he was satisfied.
"Very good." Huo Beiben hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.
He thought she would use her princess status to refuse his request, but she actually accepted his conditions so obediently! Perhaps she didn't
know what kind of torture was about to befall her!
He was going to make her taste unprecedented pain! He would repay her double for what he had suffered!
"Does my husband have anything to tell me now?" Shui Furong asked cautiously.
If he wanted her to serve him, she would do it.
Although she had never served anyone before, she would learn, and she—would do everything he entrusted to her to the best of her ability.
"Do slave girls call their masters 'husband'?" Huo Beiben questioned her.
"Then, how should I call him?" Shui Furong asked.
Although she was asking him willingly, she was very puzzled.
Why was he treating her with such a cold attitude?
But… she had already promised him that she would be his slave while they were together.
A slave had no right to ask their master why.
She could only try to subtly inquire from the maids and servants.
“You’ve been a princess for so many years, surely you don’t even know this?” Huo Beiben’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “Call me Master!” “Master,” Shui
Furong obediently called out. “I’m sorry, this servant is clumsy.” Huo Beiben didn’t respond to her apology, but simply closed his eyes and
commanded , “Serve me.” “Huh?” Shui Furong didn’t know what he meant.
“Don’t you know what to do on your wedding night?” Huo Beiben’s hand suddenly struck Shui Furong’s full right breast, causing her to gasp in surprise.
“Ah…” Shui Furong was startled by his sudden action, then stammered, “I only know we should consummate our marriage…” But, didn’t he say he wanted her to be his
slave ? Why was he bringing up what to do on their wedding night now?
His every word and action was utterly perplexing!
Looking at her bewildered expression, Huo Beiben revealed a wicked smile. "It seems you have absolutely no idea what's going on." Since that's the case, then the wedding night
can skipped!
He wanted her to become addicted to the pleasures of love, to let her, in her naivety, become hopelessly immersed in it, until she begged him for her, and then he would humiliate her in a pathetic display as
revenge!
Hearing Huo Beiben's words, a blush of embarrassment rose to Shui Furong's delicate face.
"This servant truly doesn't understand. Please tell this servant, Master, what should this servant do?" Shui Furong timidly asked for guidance.
"This isn't something that can be said; it's something that must be done." Huo Beiben caressed her ample breasts, coldly laughing,
"Since you've begged me, I'll humble myself and teach you what to do." "Thank you, Master." A grateful smile appeared on Shui Furong's lips.
Huo Beiben stared at Shui Furong, who was completely unaware of what he was about to do.
She possessed a face that could launch a thousand ships. Her delicate features, just like her name, were like a lotus emerging from the water; illuminated by the glow of the red candles on the table,
her bright, autumnal eyes shone with a rosy blush, and her cheeks were even more captivating amidst the swirling incense smoke.
He would personally pluck this flower named Lotus!
"Remove your phoenix crown, remove your clothes." Huo Beiben had no intention of serving her.
He hated her to the extreme; how could he possibly do anything for her himself? All his actions towards her were carried out in the name of hatred. Shui Furong obeyed his orders. She tried to
remove the phoenix crown, but it became tangled in her glossy black hair, causing her to frantically try to undo it.
Huo Beiben coldly watched Shui Furong anxiously untying her phoenix crown, offering no assistance.
Not scolding her was already an act of mercy on his part!
"I'm sorry." Shui Furong struggled to remove the phoenix crown, apologizing repeatedly for her clumsiness.
Huo Beiben merely smiled coldly, observing from the sidelines.
After removing the crown, Shui Furong realized she still had clothing to remove. Fearing his anger, she quickly removed her wedding robe. As soon
as she removed her outer garment, her naked body came into Huo Beiben's view. In the candlelight, her fair, jade-like skin and slender,
pink thighs resembled exquisite jade, translucent and radiant.
The sparse fabric couldn't conceal her high, firm breasts, and the half-hidden, half-revealed bosom made Huo Beiben breathless.
Just as Shui Furong shyly tried to remove her undergarment, Huo Beiben said, "Wait!" His voice was slightly hoarse from gazing at her smooth
, soft body.
Shui Furong froze, wondering what he wanted her to do next.
She had never done anything like undressing in front of a man before!
"I'll help you," Huo Beiben said, his voice thick with desire.
Yes, he wanted Shui Furong.
But even more, he wanted Shui Furong to want him in the days to come. So, tonight he would show her the pleasures of love, yet not give her… "Help me?"
Shui Furong's face flushed even more. Did he mean he wanted to help her undress…? She wanted to ask more questions, but dared not speak. "Take
off my outer garment first," Huo Beiben said in a commanding tone.
"Huh?" Shui Furong didn't understand why he had said he would help her, yet now he wanted her to help him.
Her delicate hands trembled as she gently unbuttoned his robes.
This was the first time she had ever undressed a man! And for the man she had admired for so long… His unique masculine scent made her heart race.
"Very good." Huo Beiben nodded approvingly after she removed her outer garment, then asked, "Why don't you dare look at me?" He deliberately wanted to see her
bewildered expression.
"You...I..." Even after placing the removed clothes in Shui Furong's line of sight, she still dared not look directly at him.
The man's naked body...she dared not look!
"It's alright, you won't be able to avoid looking even if you want to later." After Huo Beiben finished speaking, he tightly embraced Shui Furong.
"Ah?" Shui Furong was just pondering what he was trying to say when she was immediately pulled into his arms, and her thoughts froze.
Her soft, delicate body tensed up because she was not used to such intimate contact.
Shui Furong's body was stiff, but Huo Beiben carelessly stroked her breasts through the smooth, soft fabric.
"Ah..." Shui Furong gasped in surprise because she had never experienced this before.
Hearing her gasp, a wicked smile appeared on Huo Beiben's lips.
The vibrations stimulated her breasts, and Huo Beiben directly pinched the budding center of her nipples, wickedly kneading and teasing them.
Under his wicked and intense teasing, Shui Furong's breasts became even more erect.
"Ah..." she moaned continuously, feeling an unprecedented heat and fiery agitation throughout her body.
Hearing her moans of desire, Huo Beiben kneaded and rubbed her breasts even more vigorously.
The uncomfortable feeling made Shui Furong tremble and struggle, but her desire to cooperate with Huo Beiben made her unsure of what to do.
"Mmm...mmm..." "I've never seen a master who needs to please a slave before," Huo Beiben mocked her with cold words. "Are you satisfied?" "
Ah..." Shui Furong closed her watery eyes, feeling the humiliation in his words: she didn't understand why he said that, was it because she hadn't done well enough?
"I..." She wanted to tell him that she couldn't accept it, but Shui Furong felt Huo Beiben hug her from behind.
Shyly, she lowered her head, her gaze falling directly on the blooming roses atop her jade-like breasts.
The feeling of embarrassment made Shui Furong's cheeks flush even more, her soft breasts becoming even hotter and harder.
"Ah...ah..." Why was she like this?
Shui Furong was confused by her body's changes, simply turning her gaze away in shame, unwilling to see the embarrassing scene again.
"Don't turn your head away, look how wanton you are!" Huo Beiben wouldn't let her have her way, forcing her to look at his passion.
"No!" Shui Furong cried out instinctively, but then, afraid of displeasing him, she covered her rosy lips.
Huo Beiben continued to play with Shui Furong's round, full breasts through her clothes, intending to ignite her even deeper desire.
"Ah...um...ah..." Unable to suppress the moans that escaped her lips, Shui Furong felt a burning sensation spreading from her nipples all the way down to her
lower abdomen.
"Even a naive little thing like you possesses the skills of a harlot!" Huo Beiben sneered.
His intention was to leave her bewildered and confused! He would put her in a dilemma, subjecting her to unbearable physical and mental torment!
"Ugh...ugh...ah...ah..." Shui Furong still didn't understand why he would say such a thing, only feeling immense pain in her heart because
he didn't like her. "Is it comfortable?" Huo Beiben's voice was thick and hoarse with desire.
"Mmm...ah..." Immersed in a strange pleasure, Shui Furong nodded.
Her moans reached Huo Beiben's ears, making the wicked smile on his lips even more sinister.
Continuously kneading and caressing her full breasts, Huo Beiben lifted his hand, revealing her erect clitoris to his view.
"Ah..." Realizing he could see her body, Shui Furong seemed at a loss.
On one hand, she felt shy and wanted to cover herself; on the other hand, she was afraid of angering him.
Seeing Shui Furong's helpless and bewildered appearance, Huo Beiben smiled wickedly, continuing to tease her by caressing her breasts through her clothes, refusing to let his hands directly touch
her skin.
"Hoo... um..." Shui Furong closed her hazy eyes in unbearable discomfort, feeling a heat burning all over her body in a place she didn't even know.
"Ah... um..." Restless, she swayed her hips, and Shui Furong heard the rubbing sound of her panties brushing against his inner shirt.
"Ah..." She felt ashamed, not knowing why she was being so lewd.
"You're so sensitive." Huo Beiben's hand finally pulled down Shui Furong's bodice, directly feeling her tender skin, giving her a sense of pleasure.
"Mmm..." Shui Furong's mind was already hazy.
"Your breasts are so beautiful, finally there's a place that can satisfy me a little." Her breasts weren't large, but they were round and very elastic, the stamens pink and
sexy ... further arousing his desire, and he played with her snow-white breasts even more unscrupulously.
Shui Furong, drenched in sweat from her writhing movements, moaned and cried out, a seductive smile playing on her lips at his words.
Huo Beiben wrapped an arm around her slender waist, pulling her closer to him, letting her feel his erection.
"Ah..." Shui Furong gasped in surprise at the intimate contact.
"Your waist is so thin... I wonder if I'll break it if I use too much force?" Huo Beiben chuckled, his hand moving from Shui Furong's ample breasts to
her slightly protruding abdomen, then slipping under her panties—"Your panties are soaked!" Huo Beiben chuckled wickedly. "What a hot and unrestrained little thing!"
Shui Furong, unable to discern whether he was pleased or mocking, could only nod silently, ashamed of her reaction.
She unconsciously tried to push away his groping, but stopped halfway, afraid of provoking his anger.
She wanted to please him, but didn't know how to truly satisfy him.
As if to torture her to death, Huo Beiben deliberately and slowly removed her panties.
The panties slid down her slender thighs past her knees, and Shui Furong trembled slightly, too shy to know what to do. "You're so wet, don't you
want it?" Huo Beiben chuckled softly, his voice low and seductive as he asked in her ear.
"Mmm..." Shui Furong was seduced by his hot breath and could only nod slightly.
"Looks like you're so eager you can't even speak!" To manipulate her was his revenge! He was determined to seduce her into a
complete slut and then humiliate her severely!
His large hands covered her thick, lush forest, and Shui Furong could only writhe and squirm for relief.
"Mmm...mmm..." "My slave, open your legs," he commanded hoarsely.
"Ah...mmm..." Following Huo Beiben's words, Shui Furong gently opened her knees, letting him do as he pleased.
Huo Beiben's devilish hand moved to the entrance of her flower cave, his fingers pressing down on her tender bud, rubbing and playing with it wickedly.
"Ah..." Shui Furong felt herself growing hotter and hotter, needing something more and more... "Ah! You..." What was he doing?
Huo Beiben pulled away slightly, uttering hurtful words. "Pure little princess, do you know how prostitutes in brothels please men? No,
it should be said that they are played with by those men. You are no different from a prostitute now, do you know that?" In other words, he was playing with her now.
"No..." Hearing Huo Beiben's words, Shui Furong, who wanted his true love, subconsciously reached out to push him away.
She was not a prostitute! She was just a woman who loved him deeply. Why did he say such things to her?
"To be my slave, you must also be my prostitute to please me." Huo Beiben smiled coldly. "Do you regret it?" "No." Shui Furong hurriedly shook her head
to show that she did not regret it.
Huo Beiben once again teased and tempted her pink braids with his lips and tongue, enjoying the feeling of licking and sucking her, and also enjoying the taste of making her suffer.
She didn't want to be a prostitute... she wanted him to love her!
Shui Furong reached out again to push Huo Beiben away, but the sensitivity of her delicate body was controlled by his lips and tongue, forcing her to lower her limp wrists.
"Ah... um..." The feeling of her tender braids being forcefully sucked made Shui Furong whimper.
"Mmm..." Although she was crying, the pleasurable feeling kept pounding in her heart.
Her crying made his hatred roar even more fiercely.
"Ah... ah..." While licking her vulva, he tried to insert his fingers into her flower path again.
"Ah—" Shui Furong's whole body was impacted by waves of pleasure, convulsing and arching her body, obeying her body's instinctive reaction to tightly wrap around his invading fingers.
"You're so wet!" From his cruel and mocking expression, she felt deeply that he was humiliating her.
She felt herself flowing with even more honey-like fluid, which surprised even herself. "Ugh... Ah... No..." Without a trace of gentleness, Huo Beiben forcefully inserted
his fingers into her narrow, tight flower-like opening, determined to penetrate deeper.
"No... Ah..." Shui Furong shook her head, her glossy black hair shimmering with moisture.
"You're saying no, but your waist is still swaying, you lewd thing..." Huo Beiben mocked.
After speaking, he used his slippery fingers, covered in her love juice, to repeatedly move in and out of her flower-like opening, rubbing and rotating the tender bud with his fingertips.
"Ah..." Shui Furong let out a mournful cry. "This pleases me, you know?" That's right, seeing her in pain was his pleasure!
Upon hearing that she could please him, Shui Furong forgot her pain, forgot her shame, and was completely immersed in his caresses.
Huo Beiben continued to penetrate her secret opening, the tender walls of Shui Furong's passage tightly contracting and resisting his invading fingers, but the honey-like fluid seeping from the opening
drew his fingers deeper, reaching her core.
"Mmm... Ah..." Feeling her lower body completely wet, and that unfamiliar pain and heat, Shui Furong covered her face with her hands.
"Does it hurt?" He sneered.
Shui Furong nodded frantically.
"Then I'm coming out!" He withdrew his fingers slightly.
"Ah! No..." Shui Furong shook her head frantically, not knowing what was wrong with her, only wanting his fingers to stay inside her, gently caressing and twisting.
A wicked smile appeared on Huo Beiben's lips. "Want me to go deeper, don't you?" "Yes..." Shui Furong nodded vigorously.
"Next time!" Huo Beiben withdrew his fingers, a wild smile on his face. "How can I let you enjoy too much at once? You're a slave
!" Shui Furong, her body burning with heat, looked at the wicked man in bewilderment, feeling that his departure had caused her immense pain, both physically and mentally.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you slowly so you can serve me in the future! Don't look at me so longingly!" Shui Furong gazed at him, her watery eyes
filled with mist.
"Why do you hate me so much..." She realized she had spoken her heart's words, and by the time she tried to cover her mouth, it was too late.
"You really want to know?" Huo Beiben laughed wickedly, "Slaves have no right to know! Don't forget you're just a slave." "Slave..."
Hearing his words and feeling his intense dislike for her, Shui Furong felt as if her heart had been whipped. She wanted to say something more, but he had already
taken a step forward,
leaving her alone to spend this precious yet wasted spring night.
He had only intended to teach Shui Furong a lesson, to mock and ridicule her, but unexpectedly, his own desire had been aroused by her and remained unquenched for a long time!
Never before had a woman been able to make him care so much, only her!
Her body was beautiful. Her smooth, beautiful shoulders, swaying breasts, boneless waist, plump, white buttocks, long, shapely legs, and
smooth, delicate skin all made him linger on her, unwilling to leave.
Her misty, autumn-like eyes made him forget where he was as he gazed at her… “Master, you’re so passionate tonight.” A seductive laugh from below pulled Huo
Beiben back from his reverie!
Damn it! He was still thinking about her!
“So it was because I couldn’t satisfy you before?” Huo Beiben looked at the beauty burning with desire below him with a half-smile.
Why was his mind filled with the image of Liu Xianglan, her face brimming with spring passion?
“No…” Liu Xianglan quickly shook her head. “It’s just that Master hasn’t treated Lan’er like this in a long time, making me feel overwhelmed the other day…” Her charming eyes were filled with
adoration and need for him. “That’s very sweet.” Huo Beiben closed his eyes, trying to banish the image of the beautiful woman that kept swirling in his mind.
Liu Xianglan mistook this for Huo Beiben's obsession with desire, and so, with soft moans, she pressed her trembling body against him
.
"I thought tonight was your wedding night, that you wouldn't come to see me, but I didn't expect..." Liu Xianglan's lips curved into a seductive smile.
"You're much better than her!" Huo Beiben said, his words a lie.
In truth, there was only one woman in his mind, heart, and body—Shui Furong.
Why did he want the woman beneath him to be Shui Furong?
Huo Beiben didn't want to think about it anymore, releasing all the pent-up lust aroused by Shui Furong onto Liu Xianglan.
It wasn't that Liu Xianglan's body was imperfect; in fact, as a former military prostitute, she possessed an exceptional figure and unparalleled seductive skills.
But why did he only see Shui Furong's innocent eyes? Why did he only see Shui Furong's youthful innocence?
Like a wild beast, he swiftly carried out his desires.
He attempted to distract himself by tasting Liu Xianglan's full, proud breasts and assaulting her exquisite body, a desire that kept him from unaware of his thoughts.
Xianglan secretly rejoiced at his passion, her clinging arms tightening around him, her fair legs raised high, climbing up his waist, emitting
wanton moans and gasps.
Huo Beiben laughed wildly, excitedly kneeling up and raising Liu Xianglan's legs, thrusting his lower body forward with all his might, penetrating her again,
while roughly kneading her breasts.
The heat within him subsided temporarily, but the inner turmoil intensified—it must be because he hated her so much that he could only think that if he could inflict
unbearable suffering on her, she wouldn't be so frantic now.
Yes, that must be it!
There couldn't be any other reason, it couldn't be!
"Princess." Qing'er, the personal maid who had come with her dowry, noticed Shui Furong's expression and knew that something was wrong.
Shui Furong gave Qing'er a smile.
"How did the general treat the princess last night?" Qing'er asked Shui Furong happily.
Having not slept all night, Shui Furong's beautiful face immediately paled upon hearing Qing'er's question. "He's very good to me..." she lied, afraid of worrying Qing'er.
"If he's good to the princess, why is she like this?" Although they were mistress and servant, Qing'er and Shui Furong were like sisters, and in private,
Shui Furong always encouraged Qing'er to speak frankly.
"This..." Shui Furong knew she couldn't hide it from Qing'er, and only said lightly, "He seems to dislike me, I don't know why." "The general dislikes you?"
Qing'er exclaimed in disbelief.
From childhood, the princess had always been loved by everyone; she couldn't believe anyone could dislike her at first sight.
"Yes, he dislikes me." Shui Furong twisted the handkerchief in her hands painfully.
Although she couldn't guess why he disliked her, she clearly felt his dislike.
"Could it be that the princess has misunderstood?" Qing'er instinctively felt it was impossible. "If the general disliked you, how could he possibly ask the Emperor to let him marry you?"
"I don't know either." Shui Furong shook her head. "But it's absolutely true that he dislikes me, there's no mistake about that." "Could it be that the general wants to have
a kinship with the Emperor to further consolidate his power?" Qing'er pondered.
"Impossible, because there's no need for that." Shui Furong dismissed Qing'er's speculation. "In fact, Father Emperor had already
handed over all military power to him long before he asked to marry me. It would be very easy for him to harm Father Emperor now." "Then..." Qing'er couldn't think of a reason either. "Could it be that he
has some grudge against the princess?" she guessed wildly.
Hearing her say that, Shui Furong really started to think about whether she had any enemies. "Princess, don't think like that." Qing'er almost slapped herself.
"The princess is so kind to everyone. How could she possibly have any grudges against anyone? Besides, the princess has never even spoken to the general face-to-face before, so where would she have had the chance
to become enemies ?" Shui Jiarong really couldn't think of anyone she had ever argued with.
"But..." Shui Furong bit her lower lip, feeling extremely uncomfortable about not being liked.
Especially being disliked by the person she loved was even more painful!
"What exactly did the general do to the princess last night?" Qing'er wanted to know the truth.
Perhaps the princess cared too much about the general, which was why she misunderstood his words and actions towards her.
Shui Furong thought of the passion of last night, and her pretty face flushed.
"He..." Shui Furong stammered.
She couldn't possibly tell Qing'er that her husband wanted her to be a slave, could she?
"Why don't you come out for a stroll with me?" Shui Furong sighed. "Princess..." Qing'er originally wanted to get to the bottom of things, but after seeing Shui Furong's worried
face , she decided not to. "Hmm, I'll keep the princess company and help her relax." "So beautiful..." Shui Furong and her maid Qing'er strolled around and
entered a garden filled with various orchids.
"I wonder whose residence this is?" Qing'er raised an eyebrow. "It can't be a man's garden." "If it's not a man's, then..."
Shui Furong's face paled slightly.
It must be a woman's residence!
The problem was, she remembered that Huo Beiben had no sisters, so who lived in this garden?
"Princess, don't think like that." Qing'er knew that her words had hurt Shui Furong again.
"Thinking like that will only make you feel worse..." "Never mind, it's alright." Shui Furong smiled slightly. "It's normal for men to have multiple wives and concubines, I
can't ask for anything." Being able to marry him and be closer to him was already a blessing for her!
But the thought that there might be other women in his arms made her heart ache as if pierced by needles.
"Princess!" Qing'er called out urgently. "Don't overthink it. Maybe things aren't what you think." "Really?" She, who was still quite clueless about
matters of the heart , had gained some understanding of desire after last night.
Even if her understanding was far from complete, she knew he must have had other women before… The thought of other women having
been caused her unbearable pain!
"Don't think so much," Qing'er comforted Shui Furong. "Princess, look, there are swarms of butterflies over there!" She deliberately tried to distract Shui Furong.
"Qing'er…" Shui Furong smiled faintly, comforted by Qing'er's thoughtfulness.
But she had no heart to admire the butterflies now! Her heart was entirely focused on the man she couldn't hold onto… "Princess," Qing'er pulled Shui Furong,
pleading , "We're here now, let's go take a look! The butterflies are beautiful, flitting about." "But…" Shui Furong hesitated.
"Whose courtyard is this? It might be inappropriate to barge in like this, especially since she really has no interest in admiring the butterflies..." "No buts, Princess!" Qing'er pulled Shui Furong along
without further ado . "Let's go chase the butterflies over there." The weak Shui Furong could only let Qing'er have her way.
Qing'er, wanting to cheer Shui Furong up, tried her best to amuse her.
Sensing Qing'er's good intentions, Shui Furong didn't want to disappoint her, so a faint smile appeared on her lips as she playfully chased after her.
The two laughed and joked like this until a cold, questioning voice rang in their ears.
"Who has such audacity to trespass into my Fragrant Garden?" Shui Furong was about to explain when Qing'er spoke first, her mistress.
"She's the General's newlywed wife. You say she's not qualified to enter your Fragrant Garden?" Qing'er glanced sideways at Liu Xianglan.
This woman exuded a seductive aura; she clearly wasn't a good person. The fact
that the Princess hadn't asked her to leave the General's mansion was already a great favor! Liu Xianglan scrutinized Shui Furong.
"So it was you!" A contemptuous smile crept across her lips.
She was still too excited to sleep after a night of passion with Ben.
Ben had already fallen into a deep sleep beside her, leaving her tossing and turning alone. She happened to hear a strange voice and came to investigate, only to find Shui
Furong !
This was truly interesting!
Looking at Shui Furong, Liu Xianglan's smile grew even more smug.
Her breasts weren't as full as Shui Furong's, and her face was too youthful; no wonder Ben didn't want to spend his wedding night with her!
Compared to her, Ben should have chosen her!
"What do you mean by this?" Qing'er spoke again to her mistress. "Qing'er." Shui Furong gestured for Qing'er to be quiet.
The woman standing before her must be the mistress of this courtyard, right?
Looking at this woman's voluptuous figure, her skin like jade, her face like a peach blossom, every gesture exuding a captivating charm, she couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself.
"Princess..." Qing'er called out softly.
How could she allow an outsider to bully the princess!
"What do you mean?" Liu Xianglan answered Qing'er's question. "So what if you're Ben's wife? Do you even know who Ben truly cares about?"
"Huh?" Shui Furong and Qing'er were stunned by Liu Xianglan's question.
"What do you mean?" Shui Furong asked softly.
The woman in front of her called her husband Ben... such an intimate way of addressing him... "Do you know where Ben spent the night last night?" Liu Xianglan asked loudly, a smug and satisfied smile
on her lips .
He was still sleeping in her bed! If it weren't for the fact that the two of them chasing each other would disturb Ben's sleep, she wouldn't have left his side.
Shui Furong could guess the gist just by looking at the expression on Liu Xianglan's face.
She remained silent, not uttering a word.
Her heart clenched tightly, because her husband had spent the night with another woman, and on their wedding night no less.
"He didn't spend the night with you, so you can't say anything, is that it?" Liu Xianglan's smile became even more glaring.
"You woman, you're not allowed to disrespect the princess!" Qing'er, seeing Shui Furong's dejected expression, couldn't bear it any longer and said to Liu Xianglan.
She wouldn't allow anyone to bully the princess!
"Princess?" Liu Xianglan sneered. "You keep calling yourself a princess, but now that you've married into the General's Mansion, you can't keep up that princess's airs, or
people will laugh at you." "You..." Qing'er was so angry she couldn't speak.
"Qing'er." Shui Furong stopped Qing'er.
"What?" Liu Xianglan smiled slightly. "Am I wrong?" "No, it's only right." Shui Furong nodded.
"Indeed, the princess is more polite than the servants." Liu Xianglan said sarcastically. "But what kind of servants you have is inseparable from your master's character. You should
teach that ill-mannered maid more." "You—" Qing'er's shout was stopped by Shui Furong again.
"Perhaps it's because your servants are too annoying that the general doesn't want you." Liu Xianglan said mercilessly.
Shui Furong spoke up for Qing'er: "This has nothing to do with her, it's my own fault..." "Are you trying to win Ben's favor with a pitiful look?" Liu Xianglan
felt a surge of anger rising within her at the sight of Shui Furong's pitiful appearance.
"I..." Shui
Furong stammered. If she could win his favor, that would be wonderful. The problem was, she had no idea how to make him like her... "That might be difficult," Liu Xianglan smiled
. "Because Ben likes women like me, otherwise he wouldn't be sleeping in my room right now." "Right now..." Upon hearing this, Shui Furong's already pale
face turned even whiter.
She had already guessed that her husband had spent the night with Liu Xianglan, and now that Liu Xianglan had confirmed it, her heart felt as if it were being torn apart.
"Yes," Liu Xianglan smiled smugly, "right now." Shui Furong's weak body trembled under Liu Xianglan's provocation, almost unable to stand.
"Looking at your delicate appearance, how could you possibly satisfy his needs?" Liu Xianglan continued to mock Shui Furong with the air of a victor. "I
think it must be because you didn't serve him well last night that you couldn't keep him..." Scenes of their lovemaking last night replayed in Shui Furong's mind. Yes, he called her
naive, he called her promiscuous, but he never said anything to satisfy her... And when he first asked her to serve him last night, she was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do
... No wonder he left.
She was too foolish, not even knowing how to take care of her husband.
"How..." Shui Furong parted her lips slightly, asking shyly, "How should I serve him?" Shui Furong, focused solely on satisfying Huo Beiben's needs,
hadn't considered whether Liu Xianglan would use her question to mock her again.
"This..." Liu Xianglan covered her mouth with a charming smile. "How can I tell you?" she sighed, shaking her head.
"You really want to know?" A cold question came from beside them.
The three women were startled by the sudden voice.
Indeed, it was Huo Beiben, the very person Shui Furong and Liu Xianglan had been discussing.
Three different calls reached Huo Beiben's ears simultaneously.
"Husband." "Master." "General." "You really want to know?" Huo Beiben held Shui Furong's slender waist with one hand, and lifted her chin with the other, his dark
eyelashes coldly fixed on her.
"Yes," Shui Furong said timidly.
"If you really want to know, I'll have Lan'er show you." Huo Beiben was determined to make Shui Furong suffer.
Hearing Huo Beiben's words, Liu Xianglan smiled seductively. "Master…this…" she feigned shyness.
"What, are you still shy?" Huo Beiben looked at Liu Xianglan with a wicked grin.
"No..." Liu Xianglan knew she couldn't afford to offend Huo Beiben, so she quickly said with a coquettish smile, "Whatever Master wants me to do, I would never dare to disobey." "Then show her
." After giving Liu Xianglan his orders,
Huo Beiben coldly glanced at Shui Furong. "You'd better learn from her." "As for you," Huo Beiben looked at Qing'er. "You may leave now!" "Princess..." Qing'er looked at Shui Furong, still feeling
uneasy.
She was a maid bestowed upon Shui Furong by the Emperor, and only obeyed Furong.
"You may leave now, Qing'er." Shui Furong waved her hand, signaling Qing'er to obey.
Qing'er glanced at Shui Furong worriedly, and after meeting Shui Furong's firm gaze, she silently retreated.
"Master." Liu Xianglan nestled into Huo Beiben's arms. "Let Lan'er serve you well..." Huo Beiben's strong arm wrapped around Liu Xianglan's slender waist, his gaze still fixed on
Shui Furong.
Seeing her face so pale it was almost blinding, he felt a strange sense of pleasure!
"Master..." Liu Xianglan pouted her red lips and said coquettishly, seeing that Huo Beiben was not focused, "Master, Lan'er wants your kiss..." "Want my kiss?" Huo Beiben
Huo Beiben laughed wildly. "As you wish." He wickedly pressed his lips to Liu Xianglan's sexy crimson lips, his tongue slipping into her mouth, teasing and swirling.
Shui Furong's heart clenched.
The way Huo Beiben and Liu Xianglan's lips and tongues intertwined seemed to be filled with sweet passion. He hadn't treated her like this last night... Standing from this position, she could see their
posture clearly.
She could even see Liu Xianglan's pink tongue protruding to tease Huo Beiben... something she couldn't do... it was her clumsiness that prevented her from winning his
favor... Noticing Shui Furong's pained expression, Huo Beiben's free hand cupped Liu Xianglan's breast, caressing her through her clothes.
"Ah... Master... no..." Liu Xianglan's sensitive body swelled with desire again at Huo Beiben's teasing, her lips uttering soft moans.
"Do you want it or not?" Huo Beiben asked with a wicked smile, his hands still ravaging Liu Xianglan's delicate body.
His dark eyes, however, remained fixed on Shui Furong, never leaving her.
"I want it..." Liu Xianglan nibbled at Huo Beiben's neck, her hands roaming over his body, expressing her need.
"Want it?" Huo Beiben chuckled, opening Liu Xianglan's clothes and using his lips instead of his hands to bite her breasts.
Shui Furong watched his tongue circle her breasts, teasing them, feeling her body growing increasingly unsteady... She held her head with her
slender struggling to stay upright.
"What's wrong? Can't you stand it anymore?" Huo Beiben noticed her unusual behavior and questioned her coldly, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
He wanted to see her unhappy!
"No...no..." Shui Furong weakly denied, unsure whether she meant no or yes.
She wanted to learn how to serve him, yet she couldn't bear to watch him entwined with other women in his paintings… She was in so much pain… Some of the poses were ones they had shared last night
, others… but he hadn't treated her like that… “If not, then watch closely!” Huo Beiben laughed, “You said you wanted to learn these, so
Lan'er and I are showing them to you as a favor!” Shui Furong struggled to prop herself up, continuing to watch.
In her hazy state, she didn't know what she was seeing… It seemed as if Huo Beiben had placed his large hand between Liu Xianglan's thighs, caressing
her … The sounds of moaning and groaning reached her ears, buzzing and making her feel even worse… Then everything went black, and she couldn't see anything anymore… Shui
Furong's legs went weak, and she fainted, unable to support herself any longer.
“Mmm… Ah…” Liu Xianglan, her desire surging, kept moaning softly.
Ignoring Liu Xianglan's groans, Huo Beiben snorted coldly and, before Shui Furong could completely collapse, pushed Liu Xianglan aside and held Shui Furong in his arms.
Damn it, she actually fainted!
He hadn't tormented her enough, how could she faint?
"Master..." Liu Xianglan clung to Huo Beiben, her voice filled with unsatisfied desire, "Don't pay attention to her, Lan'er needs Master—" "It's over." Huo Beiben
said .
Everything just now, he only wanted Shui Furong to see pain.
Who knew that she, whom he said he wanted to see, would be unable to bear it and collapse.
Since Shui Furong had so ungratefully fainted, he didn't need to continue the act!
He had to wake her up quickly!
How could he let her escape everything so easily?
He wouldn't let her off so easily!
"Ben... I love you..." Shui Furong was restless even in her sleep.
"Ben...I will study hard..." "Ben...don't leave me..." She kept murmuring, and all these whispers fell into Huo Beiben's ears.
Huo Beiben smiled coldly.
To avenge his parents, he had been sending people to search for her for a long time, knowing that she loved hearing about him and wanted to know his every move.
Rumors circulated in the palace that she was interested in him.
At that time, he was already secretly pleased with her foolishness, because if it was true, he could use it to take revenge on her.
And her attitude on their wedding night made him even more convinced that her whole heart was with him, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to proceed so smoothly.
Now, hearing this, he was even more certain!
Knowing this, making her suffer was as easy as turning his hand! He had to torture her until she was unrecognizable!
"Ben...love me..." Shui Furong continued to murmur in her sleep, every word related to Huo Beiben.
A wicked, cold smile rose from Huo Beiben's lips.
It seems his plan is working. Even in her dreams, she wants to please him… It seems she has no way to escape his grasp
.
After his caresses and fondling, which woman wouldn't obediently submit to him? He wants her to worship him, to never leave him again!
Then he'll kick her away cruelly! And he won't let her have a chance with anyone else!
He wants her to beg him, to plead with him… to taste the pain of a living hell! Letting her die would be too easy for her.
He wants her to live, because only by living can she feel pain!
"Ah…no…no…" Shui Furong struggled painfully, as if she was dreaming of something extremely distressing.
"No—" Shui Furong screamed, suddenly opening her eyes.
"Ben…" Like a drowning person desperately clinging to a piece of driftwood, Shui Furong immediately leaned into Huo Beiben's arms, seeking warmth
and comfort . "What, you want me the moment you wake up?" Huo Beiben's words were sharp and cutting as soon as he opened the door.
Shui Guanrong was stunned for a moment before realizing that her actions might provoke Huo Beiben's anger, and she quickly moved away.
"I'm sorry, this servant has been rude..." she said timidly.
She didn't know how to handle his unpredictable mood!
"You're becoming more and more aware of your own position." Huo Beiben's lips curled into a wicked smile. "You've learned quite quickly." Shui Guanrong was
momentarily speechless after hearing his words.
Was he praising her?
It seemed so, but his demeanor was unpredictable... "You talked so much when you were asleep, why aren't you
saying a word now?" Huo Beiben pinched her pink cheek, staring into her brimming, helpless eyes.
"I..." Shui Guanrong stammered, not knowing what to say without disobeying him.
"I just heard you calling out 'I love you' in your sleep, was that true?" Huo Beiben chuckled wickedly, whispering in her ear.
"Yes...it's true..." Shui Furong added, fearing his anger. "This servant knows she has no right to..." She lowered her head, her heart aching.
She suddenly remembered his words that she was unworthy of him.
"You do have a good sense of self-awareness." Huo Beiben's lips curled into a cold smile. "Since that's the case, let's see if you have any self-awareness .
Guess what I'm going to do now?" "This servant doesn't know..." Shui Furong kept her head down.
If she could guess his heart, she wouldn't be suffering like this!
"I'm going to teach you a lesson now." Huo Beiben announced the answer.
"Teach you a lesson!?" Shui Furong gasped, her large, beautiful eyes filled with terror. What
mistake had she made?
"I remember someone said they wanted to learn something, but while they were learning, they fainted first, and I had to serve them. I really
can't tell who's the master and who's the slave!" Huo Beiben's cold and gloomy voice sent chills down her spine.
"I'm sorry..." Shui Furong was reminded of what had happened before she fainted.
"What's the use of sorry?" Huo Beiben sneered.
"I..." Shui Furong bit her pale, red lips, unsure what to do.
"Since you dared to interrupt my good time, you have to compensate me." Huo Beiben smiled coldly, then added,
"No, compensate me..." "Huh?" Shui Furong didn't understand his meaning.
She had never understood him before. She only knew that her clumsiness and naivety made him hate her and unwilling to let her be his...

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