[Urban] Female Police Officer's Fall in the Nightingale Club (Complete) - 25-27

Chapter 23, Part 3:

Anqi approached Lin Xiaoyang with a worried expression and helped her up. "Sister Lin... how are you?... Are you feeling unwell?"

As she felt the unusual reaction in the female captain's body up close, Anqi suddenly understood what had happened!

Her face flushed, she turned around and glared fiercely at Fan Lulu, who was feigning calmness behind her.

Xiaochun also approached worriedly. "Captain Lin! Should we see a doctor?"

Lin Xiaoyang tightly gripped Anqi's hand, feeling her legs, encased in black stockings, trembling uncontrollably. "It's nothing... I'm fine!"

"Maybe Captain Lin didn't eat breakfast, her blood sugar is a little low!"

Fan Lulu suddenly said with a mocking expression.

Hearing this, Anqi couldn't help but glare angrily at Fan Lulu again.

"Oh!..."

Lin Xiaoyang felt the vibrating egg inside her vibrate even more intensely, the upper and lower shells of the egg even began to rotate rapidly towards each other, the tender flesh surrounding it being repeatedly rubbed by the particles on the shell, producing waves of intense, melting pleasure amidst the slight stinging pain.

The female police captain bit her lip hard, using the last of her willpower to control herself from crying out. She gripped Anqi's hand tightly with one hand, relying on Anqi's strength to suppress the overwhelming urge to touch her genitals.

Beneath her sexy police skirt, a warm liquid was slowly seeping from between her full lips, leaving a damp patch on her small black lace panties.

"Looks like you're in pain! Are you really alright? Should we go to the infirmary?"

Fan Lulu asked deliberately, her eyes mocking as she stared at Lin Xiaoyang's involuntary, slight swaying hips beneath her police skirt.

"No...no need...I'm fine. I'll be alright in a bit...okay!"

Lin Xiaoyang, burning with fever, didn't dare turn to look at the other woman's teasing eyes, only able to bite her lip and stammer a soft reply.

Time seemed to stand still in the elevator; only the uneven breathing of everyone could be heard. Lin Xiaoyang used her other hand to press firmly against the elevator door for support. Her cheeks burned as she stared intently at the floor indicator… Fourth floor! She desperately wanted to escape this confined space under everyone's watchful eyes.

Since her deputy captain's office was on the fourth floor, while Anqi and Fan Lulu's departments were on the sixth, she could escape everyone's sight early. Good heavens, just one more minute… no! At most half a minute! She wouldn't be able to hold back in front of everyone… A

“ding!”

sounded, and the elevator finally stopped on the fourth floor, its aluminum doors slowly opening. Lin Xiaoyang didn't care about anything else; she only had time to shake off Anqi's hand and shout “Goodbye!”

before staggering out of the elevator.

“Do you need me to see you off?”

Anqi asked worriedly, leaning forward, before being pulled back by Fan Lulu.

“She's fine! You don't need to worry about her… We have our own things to deal with!”

the female traitor warned, her words carrying a double meaning.

"Mmm!"

Anqi whispered in agreement, her eyes still anxiously watching the direction Lin Xiaoyang disappeared in through the closing elevator doors...

Lin Xiaoyang rushed out of the elevator in a hurry, and as soon as she turned the corner, she collapsed onto the corridor floor.

Leaning against the wall, panting heavily for a while, she regained some strength and, feeling both ashamed and angry, lifted her skirt, reaching out to pull out the mischievous vibrating egg from her lower body.

Just then, her earphones suddenly

beeped, followed by Fan Lulu's sinister voice. She herself should have already reached the sixth floor, but she didn't know where she was hiding, talking to her on the phone: "How was it, Lin the bitch! Wasn't the big gift Sister Hong gave you satisfying?"

"No... um... no..."

Lin Xiaoyang answered cautiously, panting.

"Hmph... Don't try anything funny with me! Let me tell you! If you dare take it off, I'll make you regret it when we meet again!"

"...Yes, I... understand!"

Captain Lin had no choice but to submit under the accumulated lewdness of the other party.

"Hehe... Not bad, you're quite self-aware as a sex slave! Then I'll let you enjoy yourself a little longer..."

As if someone was approaching, Fan Lulu then turned off the communicator with a sinister smile.

Sitting on the ground, Lin Xiaoyang pouted aggrievedly, her shoulders slumped, somewhat afraid to disobey the other party's orders. Now she could only continue wearing this annoying thing.

Unfortunately, although she had made concessions, that hateful vibrator still refused to let her go. With each increasingly intense vibration, the beautiful captain's legs were completely soaked.

Reflexively clamping her thighs tightly, Lin Xiaoyang finally stumbled to her feet. Due to the intense stimulation in her lower body, she could only weakly lean against the wall to walk forward. Seeing that no one was around, she finally couldn't help but groan softly.

As she stumbled towards her office, a surprised male voice suddenly rang out from the other end of the corridor, "Captain Lin? What happened to you?"

Lin Xiaoyang trembled and looked up. Two men, one tall and one short, stood at the end of the corridor, staring at her in astonishment as she leaned against the wall.

"Director Liu...!"

Lin Xiaoyang managed to utter those two words. Liu Donglai! The man she hated most and least wanted to see in the entire police station had actually let him see her in this disheveled state.

But thinking about it, it wasn't surprising. This floor only had five offices: Liu Donglai, two deputy directors, the captain of the criminal investigation team, and herself.

The short, stout Liu Donglai stood there holding a teacup, his small eyes darting across his fleshy face, looking at Lin Xiaoyang with surprise and suspicion. "Xiao Lin? What's wrong? What happened to you?"

Lin Xiaoyang felt as if a slippery, venomous snake was crawling across her skin as he scrutinized her. She tried her best to straighten her body. "Nothing!... I'm just feeling a little unwell!"

Beside her stood Gao Lei, Liu Donglai's administrative secretary, a recent graduate from a second-tier university. Seeing the beautiful Lin Xiaoyang, whom he admired, looking as if she might be blown away by the wind, he disregarded his boss's opinion and hurriedly came over to support her arm. "Team Leader Lin, if you're not feeling well, you shouldn't come to work! Should I call a doctor for you?"

"No... no need!"

Lin Xiaoyang felt her endurance was nearing its limit; her body was weak and she couldn't muster any strength. She could only let him support her.

Liu Donglai didn't say anything about his secretary's overstepping of bounds. He simply placed his teacup on the windowsill, slowly strolled over, and frowned at her, saying, "Didn't you take leave a few days ago? How come you're sick again as soon as you get back to work? Look, your face is so red... Do you have a fever?"

His eyes were fixed on Lin Xiaoyang's flushed cheeks and neck with ill intent, his gaze inadvertently slipping inside her half-open shirt collar, lingering on her full breasts that seemed about to burst out of the shirt, and he secretly swallowed.

"Let me feel it, it's really bad if you have a fever!"

The old man pretended to touch Lin Xiaoyang's forehead.

"I'm fine... I don't have a fever," the policewoman gritted her teeth and turned her head away, avoiding his groping hand.

Although Lin Xiaoyang had previously managed to keep this lecherous old man in check by threatening to expose his misdeeds, her own reputation was also implicated. Liu Donglai knew Lin Xiaoyang wouldn't easily report him. Therefore, he often liked to touch her inappropriately when they were alone, but Lin Xiaoyang had always been vigilant and hadn't given him any further opportunities.

But now, the policewoman was exhausted and weak from the vibrating egg in her vagina. She knew that if he continued his lewd behavior, she wouldn't be able to stop him. She could only anxiously turn to Gao Lei and plead, "Xiao Gao, can you help me back to my office...?"

"Yes, Captain Lin!"

Gao Lei was delighted by the beautiful woman's soft pleading and readily agreed. He carefully began to support Lin Xiaoyang's arm as they walked towards her office.

Liu Donglai feigned a cough and quickly caught up, half-forcibly supporting Lin Xiaoyang's other arm, saying with a sanctimonious tone, "Come on, Xiaolin looks like she's in a lot of pain..."

"No need, Director Liu..."

Lin Xiaoyang struggled with all her might, but couldn't break free from his grasp.

Liu Donglai, his large belly smug, helped the beautiful woman forward. Soon, his fat hand, gripping her arm, began to casually rub the back of his fingers against the semi-circular curve of Lin Xiaoyang's breasts, stretched taut against the outside of her police uniform.

He secretly felt the even more amazing fullness and elasticity than before!

Damn! This little slut seems to have gotten even fuller? Probably a G-cup now! ...He couldn't help but swallow hard.

Although she sensed Liu Donglai's ulterior motives, Lin Xiaoyang was completely oblivious at this point. The surging waves deep within her were about to completely overwhelm her reason.

The lecherous old man, seeing that the stunning policewoman hadn't reacted to his advances, was overjoyed. He glanced at Gao Lei beside him and noticed that his secretary was stunned by Lin Xiaoyang's burgeoning, morbidly sexy aura. Her body was stiff, covered in sweat, and she was staring straight ahead down the corridor, not daring to turn her head to look at Lin Xiaoyang or him.

Seeing such a golden opportunity, he naturally and without restraint, his large hand greedily cupping the policewoman's round, firm buttocks, and then began to knead them vigorously up, down, left, and right.

"Mmm..."

Lin Xiaoyang trembled, feeling the strange hand ravaging her buttocks. Realizing what was happening, she bit her lower lip in humiliation, weakly twisting her body a few times, trying to escape the intrusion. But with Gao Lei standing right beside her, she dared not react too violently to attract his attention.

Unfortunately, her subtle movements, rather than being a refusal, resembled a woman's cooperation and invitation to her attacker. Liu Donglai, as expected, became excited, and his large hand became even more audacious, wantonly fondling her full, plump buttocks, encased in her police uniform, through her clothing.

The female captain trembled all over, yet she tried her best to straighten her back and pretend nothing was wrong. In her heart, she cursed the old lecher while suppressing the throbbing in her buttocks, not daring to show too much abnormality.

If there were eyes behind the three men at this moment, they would have witnessed this utterly absurd and bizarre scene. A tall young man was supporting a tall, sexy policewoman in uniform as they walked slowly ahead. A fat old man, half a head shorter than the beauty, lagged behind, one hand also loosely supporting her, while the other hand was haphazardly kneading her firm, plump buttocks from behind. And yet, the expressions on their faces remained remarkably serious.

What Lin Xiaoyang found most unbelievable was that, although she felt extremely disgusted and repulsed by the old lecher's groping hands, the area on her buttocks that he had touched gradually felt like it was on fire. The fire slowly seared her nerves, finally causing her to groan, "Oh!..."

Gao Lei heard the strange sound coming from her nose and turned around anxiously, looking at Lin Xiaoyang's flushed face with concern. "What's wrong, Captain Lin? Can you still hold on?"

"N-nothing!"

Lin Xiaoyang lowered her head and answered softly, feeling ashamed of her body's lack of resilience.

Just as Gao Lei turned around, Liu Donglai was also startled and hurriedly withdrew his groping hand from Lin Xiaoyang's buttocks. But then he realized that because Gao Lei was standing to the right front of Lin Xiaoyang's body, intentionally or unintentionally blocked by the policewoman's body, no matter how unrestrained he was on Lin Xiaoyang's buttocks and back, Gao Lei couldn't see him at all from the front.

Having realized this, Liu Donglai, a seasoned lecher who had mastered the art of pulling up women's skirts, didn't hesitate any longer. He forcefully lifted the back of Lin Xiaoyang's narrow police skirt, which tightly covered her buttocks, exposing her entire large, white buttocks clad in black thong underwear. His large hand then reached between her legs...

But then, Liu Donglai suddenly stopped moving. Instead, he blankly released his lecherous hand from Lin Xiaoyang's buttocks, letting her police skirt slide down again, covering her snow-white, round buttocks once more. He stood there dumbfounded in the middle of the corridor, his fat face showing a look of shock as if he had seen a ghost.

Lin Xiaoyang, who had just been startled by his skirt-lifting action, couldn't help but turn her head to look at him... Why had this guy suddenly become so docile?

Meeting the shocked look in his eyes, a sudden, catastrophic thought flashed through her chaotic, lust-fueled mind: "It's over!...My secret...he's found out!" A wave of cold and heat washed

over her as Gao Lei helped her into his office. Lin Xiaoyang, supported by the young man, half-reclined on the sofa, stared blankly as Gao Lei poured her a glass of water, said something, and then closed the door behind him. She hadn't heard a word, and her throat was dry and unable to utter a sound.

Her mind was a chaotic, whirlwind of thoughts, completely disoriented. Although she understood the serious consequences of Liu Dong seeing through everything, her vaginal walls were convulsing violently, and her nipples were hard as rocks. The intense sexual urges were severely impairing the policewoman's ability to think clearly.

What to do? What should she do? What if...that scumbag told everyone? What would happen to her? Even if she died, she would be too ashamed to face anyone! She rolled off the sofa in anguish, curling up on the carpet.

She placed a hand between her legs, pressing it hard against her swollen labia through her soaked panties, rubbing her thighs back and forth, trying to relieve the agonizing tingling itching deep within.

No! She really couldn't take it anymore… The once beautiful and proud female police captain was now almost transforming into a lustful beast. The crisis of her shameful secret being exposed! The danger of being disgraced and losing all face! All seemed far away now. She just wanted release, just wanted to vent.

Liu Donglai… She had been thinking about how to deal with his next probing, but somehow, just mentioning his name involuntarily switched to the image of that lewd man, a scene that repeatedly appeared in her nightmares. ...She slumped weakly onto the large desk, while Liu Donglai, his large belly protruding, thrust wildly into her from behind, accompanied by her kitten-like moans...his penis...

his penis! Ah...that's it! The policewoman couldn't help but let out a long, soft moan. That ugly thing on the man's body that had previously only disgusted and repulsed her seemed to have gradually become quite endearing lately. It had even become a symbol of male power and conquest...

If only now...even if it was Liu Donglai! No! The policewoman was ashamed of the shameless thought that had flashed through her mind, but in that very moment of humiliation, pleasure pierced through her entire self-esteem like an arrow!

She finally managed to kneel up with difficulty, haphazardly pulling her police skirt all the way up to her waist. She crawled forward two steps, pressing her large, white buttocks firmly against the leg of the office desk. Her full labia, through her panties, gripped the edge of the desk leg tightly, shamelessly rubbing up and down.

Completely surrendering to her desires, policewoman Lin Xiaoyang shamelessly thrust her hips up and down while desperately sobbing softly…

Meanwhile, another policewoman, Ye Anqi, who was about to fall into prostitution, faced a completely different kind of crisis.

After Lin Xiaoyang left first on the fourth floor, the anxious Ye Anqi and Fan Lulu took the elevator to the sixth floor, where her office was located.

The elevator doors opened, and Xiaochun pulled Anqi out quickly. "Hurry! We're going to be late!"

she shouted, waving to Fan Lulu behind her. "Goodbye, Sister Fan!"

Anqi turned back to look at Fan Lulu without saying a word. Fan Lulu gave her a strange smile and calmly instructed, "Remember what I told you! It has to be before noon!"

Anqi felt a shiver run down her spine and whispered, "Okay!"

Fan Lulu smiled contentedly, stepped off the elevator, and strode confidently down the corridor. Her office was on the other side of the floor.

As they walked, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on Fan Lulu's lips. She muttered to herself in a low voice, "Two stupid bitches... your real show is yet to come!"

At the other end of the corridor, Xiaochun asked Anqi curiously, "What did Sister Fan tell you? Why so mysterious?"

Anqi hummed in response, then said after a moment, "Nothing... don't worry about it!"

Xiaochun muttered in dissatisfaction but said nothing more.

Pushing open the glass door, Anqi and her colleague walked side-by-side into the open-plan office area on the sixth floor. Rows of desks and chairs with partitions were neatly arranged, and signs indicating the different departments hung from the ceiling in different areas.

Along the way, people greeted them warmly; Anqi, this stunningly beautiful woman, was undoubtedly very popular among the staff.

While outwardly responding to her colleagues, Anqi was inwardly tormented.

Seeing those familiar and enthusiastic faces around her, how could she possibly have the courage to tell any of them the shameful truth that she was a prostitute? Especially not to be expected to actively engage in sexual transactions!

Just imagining such a humiliating scene made the hairs on Anqi's body stand on end. God!

What should she do?! Her anxiety even caused her stomach to ache.

After Anqi settled into her seat, Xiaochun was quickly called away by someone else. Anqi sat alone in her familiar chair, unable to concentrate on anything, just staring blankly at her desk.

"Hey! Our princess's finally back at work!"

The amiable section chief, Yang Datou, walked over carrying a thermos of hot water, greeting Anqi with a cheerful smile.

Anqi leaned back slightly in her chair, forcing a smile. "Section Chief Yang..."

"With you absent for the past few days, all the men in our section have lost their motivation! They're all so listless!"

Yang Datou joked familiarly.

"What are you saying! Section Chief Yang, really..."

Anqi's face flushed again.

Yang Datou chuckled at her. "What! Can't I even speak the truth?... Miss Anqi, you're getting harder and harder to deal with!"

"No way!"

Anqi retorted coquettishly.

"Alright, I won't bother you anymore, this old man's going to make myself some tea."

After his banter, Yang Datou turned and walked back to his desk with the thermos.

Watching the other man's broad back recede into the distance, Anqi suddenly gritted her teeth and thought... maybe she should choose him? Yang Datou was gentle and kind, and had always taken good care of her; he seemed like an older brother! If she knelt down and begged him, she should be able to persuade him to keep it a secret. Besides, his character and appearance were quite decent; letting him... wouldn't be too unbearable.

Thinking of this, the following imagined scene flashed through Anqi's mind!

The honest and kind Section Chief Yang stood there blankly, his pants and underwear pulled down to his ankles, while she knelt naked before him, her hands on his legs, her mouth full of his thick... hard sucking, her long, thick black hair swaying back and forth at her waist...

No! The young policewoman shook her head violently, banishing the unrestrained fantasies from her mind, her face flushed, and spat at herself.

You brat, what are you thinking! This won't work. Yang Datou is said to be very loving with his wife; even if she begged him, he definitely wouldn't do anything inappropriate. Besides, such a sleazy thing—a gentleman like him certainly wouldn't cooperate.

If she dragged him into the club's mess, she'd be doomed.

The more she thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. She was practically a jinx right now; if she dragged some good person into this, and he ended up like Sister Lin… what would her conscience do?

But if she didn't choose a good person… she looked around repeatedly. She didn't find anyone she considered a suitable target.

Little Zhong from the forensic department, always with that lecherous look on his face? No way! Although that guy was always a womanizer and seemed like he'd definitely fall for her, he had no self-control and loved to brag about his affairs. If she really had a physical relationship with him, the whole police station would know within three days.

What about Li Laosan from the criminal investigation department? He supposedly had several lovers outside! She'd probably take the bait! But what could she possibly offer to get him to keep it a secret? Her looks alone? No way! Everyone said he was short of money because of his mistress, and his embezzlement and bribery were questionable. Even if she begged him for today, what if he needed money someday and tried to blackmail her?

What about that Mr. Yu from the anti-pickpocketing team? He was alright; he wasn't a saint, but he wasn't too bad either. His wife worked for the bureau; threatening him with his stable family should be enough to keep him in check. Unfortunately, he was a bit old, and his yellowed teeth were disgusting.

She suppressed her shame and repeatedly considered the men around her, feeling increasingly desperate. If she chose a decent man, she was afraid of implicating them; if she chose a lecherous scoundrel, she couldn't force him to keep it a secret. As for other unfamiliar people, she dared not approach them easily!

Time ticked by, and the clock in the office area struck 9:30. Anqi knew she had to act quickly. But she could only sit there, her legs weak, occasionally engaging in pointless small talk with her colleagues.

Despite repeatedly warning herself to stay calm and to finish this shameful act as quickly as possible, she simply couldn't muster the courage to take that difficult first step. What to do! What to do! She wanted to jump up and scream.

Just as Anqi was still struggling internally, a familiar yet strangely joyful voice suddenly rang out beside her, "Anqi! You're back!"

Anqi was startled; all her thoughts receded like a tide. Her face paled inch by inch, and she turned her head with almost impossible difficulty. "Lu Guangnan!..."

Lu Guangnan stood there, sweating profusely, his chest rising and falling slightly. His large eyes, filled with tenderness and surprise, gazed at her pretty face, his voice slightly breathless, "I just heard from Xiaochun that you're back… phew… I was on a field mission… just to see you… hehe."

Anqi silently looked into his sincere eyes, her heart overflowing with sorrow. This man looked at her with such focused adoration, his eyes seemingly unable to hold anyone else. But what about her?

Just seconds before, she had been shamelessly browsing through a large group of men like a supermarket shopper, wanting to randomly pick one to have sex with!

And under the successful "training" of the Madam and her gang, she had even become accustomed to offering her body to men with whom she had no emotional connection. No matter who the object was, no matter how much resentment and resistance she felt, her body could be easily brought to a female climax without any hindrance. The word "purity" had long since become completely foreign to her.

"Why did you run back during the mission! The boss will say something!"

Anqi tried her best to maintain her composure.

Lu Guangnan gazed deeply at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, his heart and soul burning with desire. In the few days since they last met, Anqi seemed to possess an even more mature and alluring charm. This made him even more reluctant to let her go. "Nothing... I just wanted to see you... I couldn't get through on the phone! I was so worried..."

"What's so beautiful about me?"

Seeing him like this, Anqi felt her heart clench with guilt, even finding it hard to breathe, but she could only continue to maintain her cold mask, trying to speak to him in a calm tone.

She couldn't encourage him! She absolutely couldn't encourage him; a lowly woman who wasn't even worthy of his toe didn't deserve his deep affection... Anqi repeatedly warned herself in her heart.

"Beautiful! Anqi, you're the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Lu Guangnan grinned憨憨地, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Oh my! I can't take it... I'm getting goosebumps!"

A female colleague next to him suddenly giggled, rubbing her arm.

Lu Guangnan chuckled shamelessly, and An Qi's pale face flushed slightly. "Lu Guangnan, what are you doing! Really..."

"I'm not afraid... An Qi, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Guangnan looked at her calmly and clearly.

"What am I afraid of?..."

An Qi was stunned, and repeated the question blankly.

Seeing her confused look, Lu Guangnan gritted his teeth and mustered all his courage. "An Qi... come with me for a bit!"

"Go out? Where?"

A hint of doubt flashed in the policewoman's beautiful eyes.

"Don't ask... just come with me!"

He reached out to take her hand.

An Qi bit her lower lip and pushed his hand away. "What are you doing..."

Lu Guangnan stared intently into her eyes and called her name in an unusually firm voice, "An Qi!"

Seeing his expression, An Qi took a deep breath, knowing that she had to have a serious talk with him today.

"Fine, a frank rejection will be the best way to make him give up on me completely and leave this woman who has fallen into the abyss of desire. It'll be better for both of us." But somehow, as Anqi made this decision, she felt an overwhelming urge to burst into tears.

Seeing her expression, Lu Guangnan knew she had agreed, so he turned and left without a word.

Anqi hesitated for a moment, then finally followed.

"Lu the Monk, don't eat our Anqi up!"

another female colleague couldn't help but call out behind them, followed by a chorus of giggles and whispers.

Anqi hurried a few steps, her face flushed red as a tomato, and followed Lu Guangnan out of the glass door of the office area. In her panic, she didn't notice Fan Lulu standing in the aisle not far from the door.

Watching Anqi's retreating figure intently, a playful expression appeared on the woman's face.

As Lu Guangnan walked ahead, he kept glancing back, and only when he saw An Qi running out in a panic did he slow down with satisfaction, secretly clenching his fists and mentally cheering himself on.

"Lu Guangnan! Where are you going! Wait for me..."

An Qi gritted her teeth in annoyance as the man strode ahead, while she had to jog to keep up. Where was this guy taking her?!

Lu Guangnan didn't take the elevator, but instead pushed open a side door and entered the stairwell. An Qi hurried after him, bursting through the door, only to find herself tumbling into Lu Guangnan's arms, who was already waiting behind it.

"Ouch! What are you doing!"

An Qi struggled to break free from his embrace, both embarrassed and angry, glaring at the young man.

Lu Guangnan smiled nonchalantly, grabbed her hand, and ran upstairs.

"You..."

An Qi tried to pull away but couldn't, and could only let him drag her up to the seventh floor of the office building.

This floor wasn't the Municipal Bureau's office area. Although the corridor layout was similar to the sixth floor, there were only two wooden doors at either end. One side led to the Municipal Bureau's small auditorium, which could accommodate a hundred people, and the other side was a large conference room, used only for important meetings.

Lu Guangnan pulled the panting Anqi up the empty seventh-floor corridor, heading straight for the small auditorium without looking back. Neither of them noticed that Fan Lulu had quietly followed behind, hiding at the entrance of the corridor and spying on them.

The small auditorium door wasn't locked; only a rusty padlock was haphazardly hung on the doorknob. Lu Guangnan forcefully pulled a door open a crack, grabbed Anqi, and slipped into the auditorium.

(Excerpt from Chapter

1: Imprisoning You - Losing You is the Most Devastating Pain)

She left. She would rather be consumed by flames with her daughter than stay by his side, not even bothering to leave him a single word.

He knew he had despicably exploited her feelings, and he knew how deeply he had hurt her. He had considered the possibility of her suicide, but when the moment actually arrived, he realized that losing her was an unbearable pain!

From that day on, his soul was hollowed out, perishing in the flames along with the mother and daughter. Only a zombie-like body remained, bearing the responsibility for his ambition, silently enduring the agony of killing the one he loved most.

He considered himself a heartless and desireless man, almost ruthless in his pursuit of advancement and status.

How long did it take him to transform from a hostage in a weak nation into a so-called hegemon? Six years. He achieved this transformation in just six years. It wasn't a smooth journey as outsiders perceived; ultimately, he was merely a traitor.

Having endured countless insults, curses, and sarcasm… he deeply understood the importance of power, because he couldn't let his life continue like this. Only by standing at the top could he live the life he desired.

Hurt, exploit, deceive... these are all common tricks. He's forgotten how many people he's stepped on to get to where

he is today. The only thing he remembers is how ruthlessly he exploited and even drove his lover and their daughter to their deaths. What was he thinking back then? He must have been bewitched to treat her, who loved him so deeply, with such cruelty. But this bastard had planned to exploit and deceive her from the very beginning.

From orchestrating their romantic encounter, to using feigned tenderness and affection to gradually win her heart, to exploiting her feelings to rise from a lowly hostage to the consort of the Yan princess, he was ultimately ungrateful, usurping her kingdom and branding her as a tyrant. In the end, she could only atone by setting herself on fire with her daughter.

The entire palace was empty. He wandered daily through the places they had once frequented, hoping to find glimpses of their past memories. The sweetness and happiness of yesteryear made him smile foolishly to himself. But even now, he dared not return to the ruins after the fire. Whenever he passed by, he would take a detour, for the scene there was too painful to bear.

The woman who would smile so sweetly at him was gone. The last time she looked at him, there was only a deathly stillness. The palace once filled with her joyful laughter was now desolate. It was all fate, the retribution he deserved.

He could never forget her final, radiant smile. She seemed so happy, a sense of liberation, a release?

Liberation? Could it be…?

He felt as if struck by lightning, unable to move! It felt like an eternity before he finally realized what had happened, and then he burst into laughter! Laughing at what? Laughing at the cruel twist of fate; laughing at her stubbornness; and even more so at his own deserved fate, his own foolishness, loving her so much without realizing it.

So she had willingly chosen to die! Betrayed and hurt by the love she had always clung to, and because of that so-called love, her country had perished, her people displaced. Death was the only way she could find peace.

She had always known that her approach to him was for ulterior motives, but that fool, knowing he was merely using her, still stubbornly jumped into what he thought was a flawless trap…

Why? Why! Everything he had meticulously planned and schemed for had now become a reality, yet now he felt that the most important thing was gone forever?

Yan Li! Yan Li! Li'er!! Ah!! Li'er!! It was no use .

No matter how he shouted, no matter how he pleaded, no one answered him. Only an insane silence responded; she still didn't appear. Haha, how could she possibly appear! Wasn't it because he had driven her to her death with his own hands?! It seemed everything had become desolate because of her departure.

Was it because of his hypocrisy that she took revenge on him with death? Was it because of his coldness and ruthlessness that she completely gave up and sought release through self-immolation? Was it because he had chilled her heart that she took their daughter and left this world to punish herself?

It must be so, it must be so! She was so resolute, leaving him no room for anything, even in her final moments she only gave him her back...

No! He didn't want that! He didn't want to see the hatred in her eyes. With her resolute nature, she would never want to see him again, not even in the underworld or the heavens, and he might never find her again…

She resented him for not being a father to their child, so she left him forever with their daughter; she hated him, so she wouldn't even grant him a chance to repent…

Li'er, you wouldn't be so cruel to me, would you? I know I was wrong, Chu Xu knows he was wrong!! Please come back!! Li'er…

In the darkness, he was so pitiful and laughable. The raging wind seemed to mock his foolishness, and the falling leaves seemed to celebrate his tragic end…

She could vent her hatred for him with death. He knew her pain, but who knew his pain?

He's gone mad, his world has gone mad ever since...

Good news~~ Because of a stroke of luck~~ I've hastily decided to fill this hole,

but this hole has already shifted to -- a male-torture-themed H-

novel. The style is ancient martial arts, court, male torment, incestuous, intense H, NP.

The next few days will all be intense H~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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2. What will punish you?

In late spring, the breath of spring gradually faded, and the autumn chill deepened, but Chu Xu felt incredibly cold. He just didn't know if it was the desolate weather or the heart of the disappointed man that was bleak and desolate...

"Your Majesty, how about this servant summons a concubine for you to sleep with?"

"Who sent you? Get out of here!!! Get out!!!"

Chu Xu felt endless rage and sorrow accumulating in his chest, and his blood surged. He turned to the side and vomited a large pool of deep red blood. Why! Why does everyone think I don't love Li'er? Even a servant dares to advise me to be intimate with another woman while I'm silently longing for Li'er. Do they really think Li'er holds such a shallow place in their hearts? Ah!! Has my heartlessness and cold-bloodedness really penetrated so deeply into everyone's hearts? Ah!!

Who can I blame? Who can I blame? The culprit who makes others think this way is myself!! If he had cared about her; if he had truly considered her feelings; if he had realized his feelings for her sooner, none of this would have happened!

But Li'er, Li'er, his foolish Li'er. Since she could wait for him for so long, why not wait a little longer? Why use such drastic measures to force him to realize his deep love for her?

It turns out, she wasn't the only fool; compared to her, he was the most foolish person in the world. Because only after driving the person he loves most to death will he realize how indispensable she is to him, but she has already returned to the flames without any regrets...

But if... there are no ifs... even he himself couldn't help but laugh at his own wishful thinking. He must be crazy, but no one will sympathize with him, because he is only taking responsibility for his actions...

So what about Li'er? Does she think so too? His actions must have completely broken her heart. Her feelings have been ignored by him all along. She must have waited for his response until she was desperate, which is why she could be so open-minded in facing death...

...

"Your Majesty—" Chang Shun wanted to persuade him, but after being glared at by his murderous eyes, he knew he had made a grave mistake and could only retreat tremblingly to the side.

Countless times, whenever Chu Xu was alone in the palace, lost in thought, Chang Shun felt that it was the most heartbreaking scene in the world. Although he had to play the role of a servant, he still felt a sense of relief in his heart. Because Heaven does have eyes; retribution may be delayed, but it will surely come. And so, Chu Xu's retribution has finally arrived!

Chang Shun had served in the Yan Emperor's palace for nearly fifty years, developing a deep affection for every blade of grass and tree within its walls. Coupled with his strict and upright character, he enjoyed the Emperor's trust, and thus, he had watched the late Emperor's most beloved daughter, Yan Li, grow up.

Thinking of Yan Li, who perished in that great fire, Chang Shun forcibly held back his tears. Even now, facing someone who could be said to have personally killed Yan Li, for the sake of a certain responsibility and promise, Chang Shun could only force himself to suppress his hatred for his enemy, serving as a slave to a fallen kingdom, just to witness his suffering.

Whenever he saw Chu Xu here, reminiscing about the past, the resentment in Chang Shun's heart became increasingly unbearable! If he hadn't promised that person he'd infiltrate their inner circle, he probably would have pointed at Chu Xu's nose and yelled "Serves him right!" the moment he saw him like this. As the saying goes, "If only he had known then what he knows now..."

Watching Chu Xu wallow in despair, the seemingly respectful Chang Shun, when no one was watching, revealed a mocking sneer...

The face is gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze...

…………

In a daze, Chu Xu seemed to see his Li'er, but he couldn't be sure if it was really her. The person before him hadn't turned around, but judging from her figure, it was clearly his Li'er.

Never mind, he couldn't care less. In the days since losing her, he had truly tasted the agony of unbearable pain. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he wouldn't give up! Besides, the figure before him was elusive, so ethereal, as if a gentle touch would instantly turn it into a wisp of mist, a lightness that made him feel suffocated. But if he were forced to only gaze at her back, the anxiety, even more intense than the ethereal feeling, would be unbearable.

Thinking of this, he boldly rushed forward, wanting to hold that beautiful figure firmly in his arms. But it was like sand in his palm; the more he tried to grasp it, the faster it slipped away.

He had just seen her standing not far from him, perfectly fine, but as he was about to touch her, he was horrified to discover that he couldn't reach her!

Nothing could have terrified him more! He couldn't waste any more time! He had done so many things to hurt her before; Li'er must hate him to death. But now he couldn't even seize his only chance to get close to her. How could he not be anxious?! Damn it! What on earth was going on?! Who can tell him how to keep Li'er by his side, how to make her willingly nestle in his arms...

Good news~~ Because of a stroke of luck~~ I've hastily decided to fill this hole,

but this hole has already shifted to -- a male-torture-themed H-novel. The

style is ancient martial arts, palace, male torment, incestuous, intense H, NP.

The next few days will all be intense H~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As for the word count, it completely depends on how much love you all have~~~~

Come on, come on~~~~~ I will write and ask for votes.

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3. Farewell in a Dream

The snow outside the window raged wildly, layer upon layer of snow, the gap between heaven and earth was covered by the fluttering snow, and everything in the world was shrouded in white coldness.

The cold wind blew through the window, and the man on the dragon bed frowned even in his sleep. The air in the room was filled with the faint fragrance of the deceased, but it could not hide the desolation in the room.

Unaware of her intentions in his sleep, Chu Xu hurriedly reached out to pull her, only to grasp at empty air. Suddenly pinned to the ground, he felt waves of intense pain, so severe that he nearly fainted several times, only managing weak breaths.

Even so, he continued his arduous journey towards Yan Li, his steps firm and resolute.

His eyes, filled with regret, pain, and pleading, fixed on her unreadable expression, his heart overflowing with sorrow. She wouldn't even look at him; her once loving eyes were now stained with the blood of hatred.

"Why? Why did you... drive me to this desperate situation? Why?"

Yan Li's trembling voice was filled with a torrent of complex emotions—resentment, hatred, pain, grief… Each "why" seemed to exhaust all her feelings for her husband.

He gave her a day of pampering, a lifetime of resentment and pain. When betrayal struck, all the happiness and joy of the past became a cruel foil.

Chu Xu's heart ached terribly; his previous unease instantly transformed into despair. The plea he was about to utter froze on his lips, unable to produce a single word.

He stared in shock at those eyes filled with resentment and pain, his mouth agape, seemingly filled with regret, or perhaps unable to accept the reality he had just realized.

An aura of utter despair filled the silent world, as if everything was infected by her sorrow.

The pain she had suppressed because of her husband's betrayal burst forth from her heart with each question, filled with sorrow and resentment. Her words left him speechless; all explanations and pleas seemed utterly ridiculous.

"A seemingly gentle husband, a hypocritical subject, a cold and heartless father—you played all these roles so perfectly… Did you really want me dead? Was it only perfect if my life and my child's life ended in your hands?"

Time and again, you hurt the woman he loved most…

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be in so much pain… But it's always you, why is it always you… You were once the person I loved most, yet you became the creator of all the misfortunes in my life. You… how cruel you are!" "Li'er

, Li'er… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…"

He kept repeating this sentence, incoherently. He wanted to get close to her, to hold her hand, to touch her face, to wipe away her tears and pain, just like she used to, when she occasionally cried, to hold her in his arms and gently comfort her…

But things were different now. Now, he could do nothing. He dared not approach her, afraid that her filthy hands would taint the pure and beautiful image she held in her memory.

...

In the spacious, bright imperial tent, the woman's petite body was seemingly casually but actually carefully tossed onto the snow-white fur cushion by the man. Before she could even sit up, the man's muscular body had already pressed down on her tightly.

"...Let me go!" she growled angrily.

"What if I don't?" he teased with a light, flirtatious smile.

The fingers that had been roaming over her body slowly changed from wicked to gentle caresses, his thin lips lightly brushing against her pink face, his cold, bewitching, slender eyes firmly locked onto the stubborn gaze of the lovely woman.

"Li'er, I am determined to have you. Chu Xu betrayed you, stole your throne, and abandoned you and your mother...Tonight, even if you resist me again, it will be meaningless..."

Enveloped by his aggressive aura, even with her hands clenched, she could not stop the cold shivers that swept through her body.

"Father...you can't..."

"Can't?"

Yan Xiao's face curled into a cold, wicked smile. His fingers, roaming over his daughter's body, roughly tore at her clothes, leaving only a thin bodice barely covering her breasts. Her hands, which tried to struggle, were forcefully pinned to the pillow. His large, brown hands kneaded her body through the thin fabric.

4. Father's "Love" is Difficult

"You can be touched by a man with ulterior motives, but you can't be intimate with your father who has always loved you deeply? Li'er, I originally wanted to take you gently, but now it seems that without force, you have no idea what the right choice is..." His

dark eyes, fixed on Yan Li, concealed a storm. Even the fear in the eyes of the person opposite him could not soften the chilling aura...

"Father, have you gone mad? I am your daughter, you can't do these things to me!"

"Mad? Heh."

A strange sneer appeared on his lips. His gaze, like that of a predatory beast, seemed intent on devouring the woman before him. His thin, wicked lips gently approached her ear.

"Yes, I've gone mad... Just when I wanted to let you go and be with that despicable man, that damned man hurt you so badly... Anyone or anything that hurts you, I will destroy without mercy... Whether it's the throne or you, I will make him pay the price!"

Thinking of that man, though his face remained indifferent, Yan Li's heart was still being ripped open, the pain almost unbearable.

Listening to the man's words, her gaze towards him slowly became incredibly complex. It wasn't that she wasn't moved, but someone who had been hurt by love was about to accept a new relationship, one that was intolerable to the world…

“…Li’er…don't think about those things, just feel my heart!”

His promise, as firm as a vow, made her feel an increasingly obvious warmth, though it hadn't yet blossomed into the love the man hoped for. But as the saying goes—when winter comes, can spring be far behind?

“Tonight, you are destined to be my woman. Chu Xu abandoned you, but I will always be waiting for you behind you. Accept me, at least you will receive a man's true affection…”

Yan Li's wavering heart gradually softened, no longer resisting his words. A longing for warmth flowed freely within her. She bit her pale, trembling lips tightly, her heart searching for direction in its confusion…

“Father, if you take me, you will definitely regret it…” she murmured, finding an excuse that could barely sustain her.

“Regret?” He scoffed disdainfully.

"If I can't have you, I'll regret it even more..." His cold gaze grew even more resolute, his tall, strong male body slowly and powerfully covering her.

"Father... I can't..." Stubborn as she was, she was still subconsciously bound by worldly ethics.

"Why can't you?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

"Do you know, Li'er? I've waited too long, really, too long... too long..." His tone was filled with resentment and sorrow, but even more so with the joy of a dream come true.

In the low, somber murmurs, his warm, thin lips slid over her rounded breasts, slowly moving to her flat, smooth abdomen. Yan Li's tense nerves hadn't even relaxed yet, but he had already thrown her into disarray with his provocative kisses.

Another wave of intense licking plunged her into the abyss of forbidden desire, and the man, who had waited for so many years and was finally on the verge of losing control, had his desire completely overwhelmed.

His cunning tongue had already reached the depths of the beautiful woman's legs, his breath hot on her sensitive spots, leaving her helplessly leaning against him, her long hair spread across the pillow. Besides her own helpless moans, all she could hear was his heavy, labored breathing.

"Li'er... Li'er... Father loves you... Father will be with you forever..." She couldn't control herself as she uttered the words of love she had kept hidden for so long; years of unrequited love had finally come to fruition.

"...Father..." she choked out in response.

His tongue finally reached the long-awaited clitoris. The moment the wet, sticky sensation touched the soft flesh, Yan Li's mind went blank. Her body slowly separated from her consciousness, gradually losing herself in this ultimate pleasure.

Seeing the tears sliding from his daughter's eyes, a hint of relief slowly spread across his dark eyes. She finally no longer felt disgust or resistance towards his feelings.

"...Shh...Don't cry, Li'er, Father was wrong just now...Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, I just want to feel everything about you properly...I won't really force you..."

His deep, magnetic voice, already pressed against the hot iron beneath him, only gently rubbed against her tender inner thighs. After a few light probes, he began to slowly accelerate.

Feeling her restless writhing and hearing her unbearable moans, Yan Xiao, already tormented by desire, suddenly lost control, his wild and domineering thrusts touching her sensitive entrance again and again. The

caresses radiating heat like the warm sun and the irresistible sucking, all her moans and resistance were tightly blocked by his intertwined lips.

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5. The budding of jq [Caution]

Even though her body was firmly imprisoned in his strong embrace, even though his dark eyes were burning with intense desire, the last shred of reason made Yan Li's trembling hand reach down to stop his extremely restless penis.

"...You can't go in..." she pleaded, her eyes misty with tears.

This was her last stand, her moral bottom line. While rejecting him, she was also deeply moved by his intense love, but her heart and soul weren't fully ready to belong to her father.

"...Father...if you love me, please don't push me so hard...let everything take its natural course, okay..."

Yan Li knew that in front of him, she was always willful and selfish. Her wounded heart needed a domineering, passionate warmth to soothe it.

Although she wanted to accept her father's feelings, she couldn't deny that she hadn't completely healed from the pain of the past. She knew her father would give her time to heal, and would unconditionally forgive her.

So, could she be selfish just one last time...after the storm, she would give him a chance, give herself a chance, and give them a chance to walk into happiness...

Hearing the delicate girl's repeated pleas, even the strong and domineering Yan Xiao couldn't help but feel pity. The pent-up erection finally and reluctantly withdrew from her delicate body. Yan Xiao lay down beside her, pulling her tightly into his arms.

"...Damn it...you bad Li'er...you actually...um..." Even her gentle push made him act like a brat; his damned penis was so sensitive it wanted to ejaculate immediately.

"Li'er...you're so awful..." Barely suppressing the urge to ejaculate, she cursed herself for her own incompetence before bitterly accusing the "culprit."

"Li'er...next time, you can't refuse me again..." He said fiercely. He was never good at expressing tenderness, which had made her avoid him like the plague. Only now did she discover the deep affection and tenderness behind the man, which always moved her deeply.

"Okay." She answered him without hesitation, without resentment, only joy.

Listening to her words, his dark eyes gazed deeply into her watery eyes. After a long while, he pulled her closer, his fingertips gently twirling a playful strand of her hair, his burning lips pressing deeply into hers.

"...Actually, how could Father bear to force you..." A faint sigh escaped his lips, a sigh of blissful contentment at being forever captivated by the woman before him.

In the midst of their passionate kiss, Yan Li clearly heard the genuine affection revealed in his usually domineering self, and a faint tear appeared at the corner of her eye...

In truth, how could those complaints conceal the overflowing doting and love in his heart? Although he had suffered greatly with this precious darling, as long as she was willing to acknowledge his feelings, he was willing to pay any price... His

large, warm chest pressed against her softness, and she, sensitive to the heat, felt the air within the tent slowly growing hotter. The ambiguous, alluring atmosphere flushed her once jade-like face, giving her a unique allure.

"...Father...you're holding me so tightly..." she murmured.

"...Father is afraid Li'er is cold..." he retorted shamelessly, showing no intention of letting go.

Although he had promised Li'er not to completely possess her for the time being, Yan Xiao would not let go of any of the benefits that were rightfully his.

Warmth and tenderness filled the air as they whispered sweet nothings into each other's arms, and a sweet scent permeated the tent...

6. Turning into your arms [Caution]

Just a few days ago, Yan Li had never imagined that her father, whom she had always thought had been killed by Chu Xu, would actually survive. Now, the feelings she had once avoided had become increasingly complex.

Yan Xiao was no longer the emperor of Yan, and she was also the shortest-reigning monarch in history. In just a few days, due to a series of blows, her attachment to her father had unknowingly taken on a different meaning.

Knowing her father's ruthlessness, she decided to play the coward again. She didn't think or ask anything, knowing her father would take care of everything; he was now her only remaining support.

Her child was now the apple of her eye. Having just survived a near-death experience, how could she not love her precious son, whom she had carried for ten months and nearly lost her life to bring into the world?

Yes, she gave birth to a son, not a daughter as Chu Xu and others had assumed!

Why did she conceal the child's gender? Because after learning that her seemingly gentle husband was actually a despicable villain harboring ambitions to use her to restore his kingdom, she knew she couldn't let the grudges of the previous generation ruin her child's future!

Once Pei'er's identity as a boy was revealed, Chu Xu would undoubtedly pay extra attention, personally raising him and grooming him as his successor after usurping power.

Just thinking about such consequences made Yan Li grateful for her decision. Her life was ruined by that man, but that didn't mean his control over Pei'er's future! Having been used by him for so long, she didn't want to remain a fool.

While pregnant with Pei'er, her father suddenly "passed away," and she learned Chu Xu's true colors from Chang Shun. She was nearly devastated!

If it weren't for Chang Shun's meticulous care and the glimmer of hope Pei'er brought, Yan Li might not have survived. It was thanks to all this encouragement that she was reborn.

During the year she spent masked and dealing with Chu Xu, Yan Li truly felt she had wasted seventeen years of her life! How could someone be so hypocritical and shameless!

On the surface, he was a gentle and dashing husband and father, but behind the scenes, he was the mastermind who pushed her and her child to their deaths. Could anything be more terrifying?!

Chu Xu presented a benevolent father face to others, but had he ever truly cared for Pei'er? Had he truly fulfilled his responsibilities as a father? Otherwise, how could he have been so unaware of the child's gender being distorted by her? All of this dealt a heavy blow to the naive Yan Li…

but Yan Li was, after all, Yan Li. Even though she had been deceived for loving such a hypocritical man, once she awakened, she understood everything and was completely heartbroken.

Before the palace fire, she had already entrusted Pei'er to Chang Shun to be raised outside the palace. She had no face to face her father, so she could only atone with death…

Now, knowing that her father had faked his death, and recalling everything that had happened before, it wasn't hard to guess that Chang Shun was someone her father had arranged to care for her, and that everything now was likely a carefully planned scheme by him… Thinking of this, Yan Li's heart, which had been gradually leaning towards Yan Xiao, softened a little.

The most urgent matter was to contact Chang Shun to bring Pei'er back to her side. Before she could even speak, Yan Xiao had already prepared everything for her. Having loved her for so many years, how could he not understand what she was thinking?

…

That night, dozens of shadow guards silently patrolled the area, protecting the traveling carriage.

Inside, the carriage was illuminated as bright as day by a luminous pearl. The man, bathed in light, retained his arrogant and unruly air, undiminished by his understated attire. Yet, when facing the woman before him, his tenderness was truly captivating…

An ambiguous atmosphere enveloped them, a silent sweetness swirling around them.

7. In the quiet of the night

, in the shadowy woods, all was still except for the occasional indistinct sound.

Inside the carriage, Yan Li wore a snow-white fox fur coat over a soft silk padded jacket embroidered with lotus petals. A white jade hairpin adorned her jet-black hair, her delicate brows radiating a languid sleepiness.

The interior was warmed by a carved charcoal stove, making her nose and cheeks, which would normally turn red from the cold wind, appear even more delicate and endearing under the warmth.

“Li’er… are you still cold? Do you want to sleep a little longer…” His dark eyes, shrouded in the night's darkness, deepened with the woman's unwitting allure.

"No way... I've been half asleep all day..."

Yan Li'er whimpered softly, determined to linger in the warmth of his embrace and refuse to sleep. Her playful little hands tugged at the jade pendant inlaid with gold hanging from his waist, tugging at it in a venting manner.

"Fine... I won't sleep then..." Yan Xiao adored her charming demeanor at this moment, how could he bear to upset her?

Afraid that her delicate, precious body would be chilled by the long-disappeared coldness in the room, his strong hand took her mischievous hand and placed it inside his sleeve, gently warming it.

His warm palm not only warmed her body but also her broken, frozen heart. Yan Li'er hugged his waist tightly, burying her cheek in his firm chest, rubbing against this tenderness that was uniquely hers with a haughty air.

"...Father... am I dreaming..." she murmured unconsciously.

She nestled lazily in his arms, occasionally wriggling slightly. Every word she uttered revealed a deep unease and vulnerability, tormenting Yan Xiao's heart. He wished he could trade the entire world for a single smile from her.

"...I'm sorry...Li'er...it's all Father's fault..." He blamed all her pain on himself, completely forgetting how profound the despair Yan Li had inflicted on him back then had been...

"Li'er, if I had known you would be so insecure, I should have kept you by my side at all costs, preventing anyone or anything from harming you in the slightest..."

His thin lips pressed a series of light, apologetic, and affectionate kisses onto her fair face, his gentle dark eyes gazing at her with doting affection.

"...It's my own fault, how can I blame you..." Good heavens, how could Father be like this, insisting on moving her to tears every time?

Everything she had was given to her by him; he wanted his precious darling to have the best of everything. Even in matters of love, he couldn't bear to see her suffer the slightest grievance, preferring to watch her marry another and choose to wrong herself…

Heartbroken by Yan Li's helpless, anxious state, Yan Xiao pulled her onto his lap, carefully wrapping her in his mink cloak. His thin lips brushed against her forehead, whispering gentle words of comfort.

"It seems Chang Shun was right. Keeping you by that despicable man's side will only cause you more pain… You are my treasure, more precious than life itself. Loving you is my responsibility. From now on, I can only truly feel at ease if I keep you by my side forever…"

"Father… thank you…" Unable to utter any more words, tears welled in her eyes, and that was all she could say.

Hearing Yan Xiao's solemn promise, Yan Li's heart overflowed with happiness and excitement, forgetting all about so-called moral taboos. She was, after all, just an ordinary woman who needed love and affection.

Besides, her father was so good to her, his embrace was so warm. The coldness and despair brought by the calamities of the past few days vanished instantly because of his meticulous care…

8. Willing to give you [Caution]

The night grew deeper and deeper, and the road became increasingly quiet. Yan Xiao looked at Yan Li's drowsy and confused appearance, feeling that no amount of pity was too much for her. He truly couldn't understand why that person would be willing to hurt her like that…

“If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell your father, okay…” He murmured to her in her drowsy state, tenderly instructing her.

Yan Li leaned against her father's warm and thick chest, feeling the deep doting and tolerance in his dark eyes. She couldn't help but get up and wrap her arms around his neck, gently kissing his thin lips.

“…Father…can you not be so good to me…otherwise, you'll spoil me…” she complained, feigning annoyance but actually moved.

"No... I just want to spoil you... for the rest of my life..." He lowered his head and nibbled on her earlobe.

As ruthless as Yan Xiao was, before his "death," he was both the most powerful monarch on the continent and the most cold and majestic emperor...

but all of this was reserved for those other than Yan Li. If he could, he would rather remain a monarch devoid of human emotions forever, so he wouldn't suffer the heart-wrenching pain of not being able to have her!

It was only because of her that he experienced a feeling called "love," but bound by moral constraints and her rejection and escape, he could only bury his pain deep inside and grit his teeth to endure! He only wanted to cast everything aside and watch over Li'er's happiness from afar, and thus he chose to "die"...

In truth, he was grateful to Chu Xu; without his foolishness, he would never have gained Li'er's approval.

Once he received a response from his beloved, worldly ethics were utterly insignificant in Yan Xiao's eyes, for he had suffered loneliness and pain for far too long! Finally redeemed, why would he care about the opinions and views of others?! He would slay gods and Buddhas alike!

"Li'er, my little darling... Father loves you so much..." Overwhelmed

with emotion, she couldn't contain herself. He murmured tenderly, his arms encircling her waist, his burning lips lingering on hers. Clutching his clothes, Yan Li responded wholeheartedly, this tenderness that belonged only to her making her forget all her troubles...

Their kiss deepened, growing increasingly passionate, his long, slender fingers slowly sliding into her collar, then caressing the softness of her breasts.

"Li'er, I won't let you leave me again." His thin lips moved lower, gently nibbling at her neck.

His vow-like whisper warmed her to tears; tears welled in her eyes, wetting his large hand that stroked her cheek. She gripped his clothes tightly, a radiant smile spreading across her face.

"Father, I will never leave again." He wouldn't leave, he didn't want to leave, he couldn't bear to leave…

Overwhelmed with emotion, his slightly trembling kisses landed haphazardly on her nose, cheeks, chin, and lips. The moment he heard Li'er's promise, Yan Xiao clearly felt his blood surging violently in his veins, almost losing control!

"Father, do you want me?" Not out of guilt, nor because he wanted to make amends, but simply following his heart.

"...Is it possible…I want your willingness…" Although surprised by her words, his love for her outweighed everything else; he didn't want her to suffer even the slightest grievance.

"It's Li'er's willingness!" She nodded with a smile, nestling into his arms.

He looked down at her for a long while, then lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely…

9. Complete Possession [Caution]

Yan Xiao's uncontrollable kisses landed repeatedly on her pink lips, his heart filled with ecstasy, unable to recover for a long time. He hoped to savor this sweet and honey-like moment for a lifetime.

"Li'er, your father desires your heart, so much, so much that it aches!" His words, choked with emotion, echoed powerfully in her ears.

Finally, she stopped ignoring him, stopped running away! She would be moved to tears, she would give him a sincere response.

Her hazy phoenix eyes, her alluring face, her rosy lips… all of this caused Yan Xiao's lust to erupt completely. Tonight, he wanted all of her, her body and her heart, he would hold them firmly in his hands, never letting go until death! His

strong, well-defined hand slowly slid down; her captivating beauty truly made his heart ache with love.

"Li'er, you started this fire, you must extinguish it!" Only by truly possessing her could he prove he owned her. It seemed ridiculous, but that was truly what he thought, and he intended to do it.

Seventeen years of silent waiting, he had never complained, unwilling to see her suffer even the slightest hardship. However, if anyone were to harm even the slightest thing that touched his beloved, he would absolutely not let it go!

Once the long-suppressed desires were released, the tightly bound torrent of lust became unstoppable! Tonight, he could no longer maintain his usual gentleness in front of her.

His movements were slightly rough; his large hands gripped Yan Li's slender waist, roaming over her flawless, beautiful body. The thrill he aroused caused her to gasp and moan softly, filling the room with a seductive, spring-like atmosphere.

"Li'er, I'm sorry, Father couldn't hold back!" he growled through gritted teeth.

A passionate kiss traced relentlessly circles along the flawless lips of the woman beneath him, then probed into her mouth, playing with her smooth, delicate tongue. His hands slowly moved downwards, gently caressing her, igniting her desire and fueling his own… Alluring

moans escaped Yan Li's pink lips; she felt as if her entire body was on fire, burning and throbbing, her snow-white body pressed against his strong chest. Because it was him, she was willing to fall with him!

Her lover's response filled Yan Xiao with a dreamlike, ecstatic joy. At this moment, he was no longer the wise and aloof emperor, but simply an ordinary man driven mad by love.

“…Ah…Father…be gentle…” A soft, sweet moan melted his heart.

The heat and wildness of her father's love left her somewhat bewildered, but her body, before her mind, answered honestly, responding to his caresses, feeling his wandering tongue roaming over her entire body.

The alluring scent emanating from Yan Li, like the seductive aroma of rosemary, drove him to madness. He thirstily inhaled her sweetness, completely captivated by her intoxicating taste, unable to escape. Moreover, he willingly surrendered to her, unwilling to flee.

"Ah… Father… no…" she sobbed uncontrollably.

Yan Xiao's relentless, frenzied actions were driving her to the brink of madness. Helplessly, she tried to escape his fiery plunder, but her limp body couldn't keep up with her will.

"Li'er…" he whispered hoarsely, his hot breath making her tremble.

"Say… say you love me…" In the silent air, every breath he took was a passionate caress in her eyes.

"Father… I love you…" Her heart, now completely open, made her willingly fall in love with the man who had given her life and always doted on her.

"Li'er… I love you too…" he answered fervently and firmly, his wish fulfilled.

Li'er's beauty was like the sweetest poison. He knew it was poisonous, but her intense fragrance constantly tempted and teased him. He found that he couldn't control his infatuation with her, nor did he want to. He could only pursue her more thirstily.

"Li'er, open your eyes and look, your father is going to completely possess you!" Before he finished speaking, he straightened his back and buried himself deeply inside her...

Cold sweat dripped down her forehead. He lifted her waist to make it easier for him to enter her body...

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10. Spring Water Ripples [Caution]

Until the root of desire was more than halfway in, Yan Xiao's left arm immediately embraced the body of the beauty. His left hand grasped the white porcelain bowl-shaped right breast, pinching and twisting the pretty nipple. His right hand reached between her trembling legs, his thumb pressing on the petals.

Feeling the beauty's trembling, a feeling of pity arose spontaneously. He gently loosened Yan Li's dark hair with his face and kept licking and kissing the back of her fair neck.

Despite his best efforts to alleviate his beloved's pain, Yan Li, still recovering from a serious illness and naive after so long, shed tears due to her lack of intimacy.

"Waaah... Father... It hurts... Father..." a pitiful accusation escaped her rosy lips. Her

soft, fragrant body nestled against her lover's chest, one hand tracing through her father's hair, her head turned away shyly to hide her flushed cheeks.

"Don't cry, my dear Li'er... I'm sorry, Li'er, relax a little, please, relax your body a little, it hurts my heart to death..."

Seeing the tears still clinging to her face, yet a faint smile remained, clearly showing no remorse, Yan Xiao felt a pang of heartache. He quickly kissed her slightly trembling lips, his right hand leaving her petals, his arms tightly embracing her.

"Father... Father... Love me..." a soft moan escaped her lips, the initial pain of their first time now bearable.

Whether it was Yan Xiao's incoherent sweet talk that had the effect, or the delicate woman's flower-like opening that had adapted to the naturally throbbing large penis, Yan Li's body slowly softened, showing slight wriggling. Her face returned to a delicate, pale red, and her soft tongue began to respond to his kisses.

Although Yan Xiao also felt the changes in his daughter's body, he dared not be rash, afraid of "hurting" her again. Therefore, he did not begin any lower body movements, but simply used his hands to caress her two high breasts and flat abdomen.

Yan Li's uterus was being rubbed by the soft yet hard glans, producing a tingling, itchy pleasure that was constantly intensifying. Coupled with his gentle caresses of her tender breasts, it became even more unbearable.

She instinctively wanted to move the "brother of the Emperor" inside her, but how could she say it out loud? So she could only stand on tiptoe, suspending her entire body in the air, and use her buttocks to slightly move the penis, hoping that he would not notice her almost "lewd" behavior.

Although Yan Li's movements were small, and Yan Xiao was focused on kneading her beautiful breasts and sucking her sweet tongue, her actions were still nothing short of self-deception.

Yan Xiao had recovered from his initial "overwhelmed with gratitude," and his attention was now entirely focused on the beautiful woman's body. He only wanted to give this person he had loved for so many years a full dose of physical pleasure, and he couldn't miss any of her slightest changes. He

had been worried about her earlier, but now that her pain had subsided, Yan Xiao was relieved, and now it was his turn

to feel uncomfortable. Yan Li's vagina was surprisingly elastic; the vaginal walls squeezed and contracted with unimaginable force, gripping the invading penis tightly, making him grimace. Even with her small movements, it was not enough to alleviate the pain caused by the almost excruciating pressure.

“…Li’er, a little more… please? Your flower hole is so… so tight, it’s making your father suffer so much…” Yan Xiao stuck out his beautiful tongue, biting her soft earlobe as he whispered his pleas.

“Ah!” Yan Li knew her father had discovered her “lewd behavior,” and she was so ashamed she wanted to die, her ears burning red.

She wanted to escape, but her breasts were held in his hands, and she couldn’t break free. Even if she wasn’t being held, her soft body couldn’t muster enough strength, let alone where she could escape to.

“…Good Li’er, it really hurts, only you can save your father…” he pleaded softly.

Yan Xiao’s voice was full of encouragement, and Yan Li began to do as he said, raising her white buttocks higher and increasing the frequency without her realizing it. Although it wasn’t very intense yet, it had already brought Yan Xiao to the extreme of pleasure.

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11. The Mist Rises [Caution]

Although Yan Li's vagina is tight, the vaginal walls are surprisingly soft and delicate, and they undulate irregularly like waves. Once it moves, the pleasure of being rubbed by this delicate cavity is enough to make any man lose his soul.

Yan Xiao almost immediately felt the urge to ejaculate, but he gritted his teeth and held back. He knew that even if he ejaculated now, he would recover immediately, but the feeling of holding back was much more wonderful than the moment of ejaculation.

Yan Li released her father's head and neck, put her hands on his knees which he had specially crossed, stretched her two beautiful legs straight forward, pointed her beautiful feet, and leaned her body slightly forward.

She hoped this would make it easier for the massive object inside her to move in and out, allowing both of them to experience the most pleasurable pleasure.

"Ah...ah...Father...um..." she gasped, her breath

coming in a pitiful gasp. Yan Li didn't hold back in expressing the joy she received from her father with her gasps, but the current position was very tiring. After only about twenty thrusts, a fine layer of sweat had appeared on her snow-white back muscles.

"Father...I...I...ah...so tired...no strength left...um...um..." she pleaded pitifully.

Yan Xiao, of course, wouldn't let his beloved suffer. He straightened his legs and slipped between Yan Li's legs, hooking his calves around her shinbone and pulling her back to where he could reach. He reached out and grabbed her knees, pulling her back with his chest, causing her long hair to fly wildly.

When her hair settled, she was now in a kneeling position. Although Yan Li still had most of the initiative, it wouldn't be as strenuous as before.

"Ah...ah...ah...so comfortable...so comfortable...Father..." Her soft moans captivated the emperor's heart.

Yan Li arched her fragrant buttocks back at a moderate pace, wanting to clearly feel how her father's large penis rubbed against every inch of her vaginal walls, to feel the round, hard glans impacting her uterus with each thrust, to feel every spark of pleasure blooming within her.

"Li'er...you're so sweet..." Yan Xiao wasn't in a hurry. His long-awaited love had finally brought him to this day, so he naturally wanted to savor it slowly.

He wanted to carefully feel the friction of Li'er's delicate vaginal flesh against his penis, to feel her sweet uterus sucking on his glans, to feel his boundless love for her.

Yan Xiao lifted the undergarment covering the beautiful woman's buttocks and was immediately attracted by the sight before him. The thin, cicada-wing-like silk lining clung to her two snow-white buttocks, which seemed to be filled with honey, and her luscious labia flipped in and out with the movement of his large penis, which was sticky with translucent, semi-white fluid.

Bewitched by the beautiful scenery, he pinched her round buttocks and pulled them apart. The edge of her pretty anus came into view, and he couldn't resist spreading a finger and touching the neat, tight folds.

"...Ah...no...ah...Father...don't touch...touch there..." It wasn't that she felt uncomfortable, it was just too embarrassing.

Yan Li supported herself with one arm, reaching behind her with the other hand to try and pry her lover's hand away. Yan Xiao quickly moved his hand to her slender waist, and two lovely tender red petals immediately appeared on her full buttocks. He didn't want her to feel any discomfort.

Yan Xiao began to actively pull her lower body towards him, each time making a sound against her lower abdomen. Before, Yan Li had been careful not to let part of his penis enter her body, but now it was all the way to her testicles, making her uterus tremble and vibrate, intensifying the pleasure!

A moment later, Yan Li instinctively felt that she was about to ejaculate, and she couldn't help but speed up the arching of her buttocks, and also swayed from side to side.

"Father...no...ah...I can't take it anymore...Father...ah..." Finally, Yan Li released her first vaginal fluid under her father.

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12. Spring Night Without End [Caution]

The contractions of the vagina have significantly increased in both strength and frequency. Yan Xiao couldn't possibly be indifferent. The "plop, plop" sounds of lust grew more and more urgent, which was the best proof of his efforts to please Li'er.

Yan Li's arms could no longer support her and were bending little by little. Her vision went black and bright, and she cried out passionately, "Father!" Her body began to tremble violently, and the fluid in her vagina suddenly increased dramatically.

The woman's body showed signs of slumping forward. In her current position, his penis would definitely slip out of her vagina, and Yan Xiao would not allow that to happen. He didn't want to leave his lover's beautiful private parts for even a second.

"Baby... I'll make you even happier..." He hugged Yan Li's slender waist, his hands squeezing her high breasts, and he lifted her legs, beginning to thrust his hips upwards.

Yan Li was still in the afterglow of her orgasm, her body convulsing, but he had already begun to fuck her again, the pleasure truly intoxicating her.

"...Ah...ah...ah..." Uncontrollable moans escaped her lips.

Her moans were melodious and beautiful, her eyes staring blankly at the roof of the carriage, saliva uncontrollably overflowing from the corners of her mouth, flowing down her cheeks, and into his mouth, which was waiting near her jaw.

Yan Xiao tilted the delicate woman's body slightly, letting her head rest beside his. He kissed her soft lips, sucking on her tongue fiercely, while simultaneously pinching her erect clitoris. His hips thrust wildly and forcefully, with astonishing speed.

"Ah... Li'er... Li'er, do... do you want Father to ejaculate outside?" He couldn't hold back any longer; three orgasms should be more than enough pleasure for his little darling.

"No... no... inside... ah... inside... umm... umm..." Yan Li frowned in distress, shaking her head, her small hands gripping the thick blanket tightly, her previously limp legs stiffening again.

Suddenly, Yan Xiao's raised buttocks didn't fall, but remained suspended in the air. The delicate woman's body began to tremble violently. He stopped moving like a frozen arch, without even a sound. After a long while, the two of them finally lay back down on the blanket!

...

As dawn broke, she, still unconscious, didn't know how many times he had taken her. She only knew that upon waking, she was utterly powerless, completely at his mercy.

"Li'er, only you can give me this kind of satisfaction, body and soul, only you!"

After the ultimate pleasure, he lay beside the limp, dizzy Leng Yanli, his iron arm reaching out to possessively wrap around her slender waist, his thin lips lingering on her slightly sweaty neck, whispering sweet nothings.

Hearing his whispers, Yanli smiled with pleasure; she loved being pampered by him.

Yan Xiao gently used a warm towel to wash away the traces of their lovemaking. His gentle hands slowly massaged her body, her body trembling slightly from the pain of indulgence.

Her watery eyes were fixed on Yan Xiao. Seventeen years of companionship with him, falling in love with him—it didn't seem like a bad thing after all…

She allowed her father to clean everything up for her, without resistance or reaction, even when he repeatedly and seductively kissed the pink buds on her breasts, she remained expressionless.

She sighed inwardly. Her father, beneath his arrogant and aloof exterior, was actually a lecherous man.

A gentle caress washed over her, and sleepiness washed over her. She closed her eyes softly, shifting her aching body slightly. Her father, he truly had no self-control.

He gently changed her into clean undergarments and held her tenderly in his arms. Yan Xiao's deep, dark eyes were completely absorbed in her beautiful face, as delicate as a newborn baby's.

Pink cheeks, long eyelashes, swollen cherry lips, and countless blue and purple hickeys covering her neck, arms, and chest… everywhere not covered, they were visible.

Damn it, his gaze shifted from bright to deep, slowly turning to annoyance. She was always like this; a casual glance, a smile, could ignite his desire. Should he go take a cold bath in the river?

"Father…" she murmured softly in her sleep.

"Li'er…" he gently embraced her, his heart overflowing with happiness.

His fingers caressed her face, flushed with a captivating blush from their lovemaking. Tonight, he had not only won her body, but also her heart.

She was his, and he would never allow anyone to take her away from him…

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13. A sweet, tender voice

: “Father, when I said I wanted to see Pei’er right away, were you unhappy?”

“How could I! Father was just a little jealous,” the man grumbled unhappily.

Yan Xiao didn't readily reveal his jealousy. Although he disliked her caring too much about others, nothing else mattered as long as she was willing to give her heart.

"Father... thank you..."

Yan Li smiled brightly, her beauty as radiant as a peach blossom. A fleeting allure graced her pretty face. Her father's awkwardness was truly endearing, something he found very pleasing...

"Hmm? Why thank your father?" Facing this alluring woman, Yan Xiao felt a surge of overwhelming love.

"Comparatively speaking, Father prefers Li'er to say sweet words." Her words carried a strong hint of coquetry; because it was her, he craved her love.

After a shy silence, her watery eyes met his dark ones, sparkling with a crystalline light.

"Father, you've always been by my side. Even if the world abandons me, you won't abandon me. I don't know what the future holds, but one thing I know for sure: you are the most important man in my life!"

"But… what Father wants most is for your heart to be filled with me." A

hint of sadness flickered in his eyes. After all, for someone as strong as him, it was truly difficult to accept that he wasn't her only one. "Father, are you really going to compete for favor with a little baby like Pei'er?" Yan Li asked him with a sly smile, her tone incredulous and slightly mischievous.

Yan Xiao thought about it seriously for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

A pair of soft hands wrapped around his neck, and Zhen'er buried her head in his chest, whispering in his ear…

"Father… I've decided to spend my whole life with you… Pei'er, he's still just a child. He has to walk his own path from now on…" The rest of the words were self-evident.

“Li’er, I won’t object if you want to keep that boy by your side, because I know he’s a piece of your flesh. But you must understand, I am the most important.” He couldn’t bear to pressure her, but he wouldn’t let go of the promise he needed.

“Father, thank you for understanding me.” Her small hand grasped his large one, placing it on her heart. Her calm heartbeat rippled at his words. In that instant, she understood again how vast and tolerant her father’s love for her was.

“…Li’er…” he murmured ambiguously, affectionately brushing a strand of hair from her lips with his fingers, his slender fingers lingering on the pink cherry blossoms.

His dark eyes were fixed on hers, those incredibly clear eyes, which, besides the familiar affection he knew so well, also held a captivating tenderness and allure.

“Why are you looking at me?” he asked softly, a tender smile in his eyes.

“Because, Father’s Li’er is always so beautiful.” His low voice was captivating.

"Li'er, you've lost weight. Your father will never let you suffer even a little bit again." His doting caresses made her face flush pink. Yan Xiao chuckled softly, a sweet and seductive sound, pulling her into his arms and whispering tenderly.

"..." She smiled sweetly, remaining silent. Her father's gentleness was like a giant net, trapping her, yet she willingly surrendered.

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14. When Exploitation Turns into Regret

She didn't die! She still lives under the same blue sky as me! Yan Che desperately wanted to tell the world the news: she wasn't dead, which meant his life still held meaning…

…

Everyone knows that dragons have scales that cannot be touched, for touching them means certain death. If the Yan Emperor was a true dragon, then his eldest son, Yan Che, was second only to the emperor. His scale, like his father's, was his sister, Yan Li.

Their last meeting had long been a haunting nightmare for Yan Che.

Tomorrow was her wedding day, and also the day he would depart for his fiefdom. He didn't have to be in such a hurry, but he didn't want to watch the woman he loved most happily marry another man, even if it was the bitter fruit of his own actions…

By the Yingying Xiaoshui River, under the shimmering starlight, Yan Li wore a simple white dress, edged with silver by the moonlight. Her eyes, like a shimmering galaxy, were lively and pure, like a celestial maiden about to ascend to immortality.

"Li'er, if I hadn't lied to you, if I knew I would regret it, would we still be in this situation?" Yan Che stood behind Yan Li, silently watching her back as he asked.

"..." Li'er turned and stared intently, shaking her head. It was pointless to say anything now.

The outcome was already foreseen, but looking at the person walking away, Yan Che still forced back his tears, offering a sorrowful smile.

Seeing the sorrow in Yan Che's eyes, Yan Li's heart sank. She wasn't a heartless person. Putting aside the hurt he had caused her, the man before her was also her brother. How could she truly be cruel to him...?

"Can't you really come to the ceremony tomorrow?" she pleaded.

Even though he had initially concealed his identity as her brother, manipulating her feelings to use his special constitution to save another woman, his sincere repentance now allowed her to treat him like a brother.

The past was all just fleeting smoke. Yan Li no longer hated him, but that also meant she would no longer have any other feelings for him… She sincerely hoped he could attend her wedding as an older brother, witnessing the start of the next stage of her life.

“I’ve already decided to depart tomorrow; I can’t disobey.” A fleeting despair crossed his eyes as Yan Che tried to control his trembling voice, broken by heartbreak.

Heh, he was too foolish, too ungrateful. To have her forgiveness was already the greatest fortune; how could he shamelessly hope she still loved him?

Like an old man on his deathbed, Yan Che’s face was deathly pale from the overwhelming pain, all traces of his former vigor and domineering presence gone.

“…You’ve decided? Not even a little time to observe the ceremony…” she complained aggrievedly, unaware that she had unknowingly inflicted several more wounds on the man before her.

“…Mmm…” His heart ached so much he could barely breathe, he could only manage a weak reply. Looking at the innocent girl’s expectant face, heaven knew he could hardly refuse her request, but if he agreed, perhaps he would die of heartbreak tomorrow!

"...Then...brother, please be careful over there, and especially remember to take care of yourself." Her words of concern poured out.

Her earnest words of care almost brought Yan Che to tears! Did she know that what he least wanted was for her to treat him this way? Did she know...?

15. Heart-wrenching Pain

The love between them, which hadn't yet ignited, was ultimately destroyed by his own hand!

Even though she repaired the wounds left by betrayal with familial love, the unforgettable pain was deeply etched into the heart of the instigator, unhealable, unignorable, and even intensifying with the passage of time...

Yan Li was ultimately kind; she endured the pain of being deceived and manipulated by her brother alone, even paying the price of a child!

When she felt the innocent life within her turn into blood and flow out of her body, she realized that she no longer loved him. Love turned to hate, and when love vanished, hate flowed away with it.

Yan Che could never forgive himself for the cruelty and hurt he had inflicted on her. When he learned that she had lost a child because of it, he had long lost the courage to continue the relationship. However, when he saw Li'er's completely indifferent demeanor, his heart still ached terribly…

Exploitation and betrayal, coupled with the child, had become an insurmountable barrier between him and her. He was filled with remorse and despair, yet he could only watch helplessly as she healed her wounds alone, erasing him from her memory as well.

…

“If Chu Xu and I have a child, will my brother return?” After a long silence, Yan Li tried to find a normal and gentle topic to ease the suffocating silence between them.

“Of course, I will do anything you want.” Despite the unintentional tearing at his heart by the person before him, for her happiness and to punish himself, he would rather force a smile.

Yan Che's answer finally relieved her. A captivating smile appeared on her beautiful face, and with a turn, she seemed to walk out of his life. He kept his head down, never letting her see the despairing tears behind that promise…

…

In the end, she still became his wife, dressed in a beautiful wedding gown. She would never know that he, who had said he would leave, stood sleeplessly outside her bridal chamber all night before heading to the border, heartbroken and devastated.

Ha! Now, it was he, the one who couldn't forget her love and affection, who had harbored ill intentions from the very beginning! So delicate as she was, she resolutely left, never to return!

Yet, she still harbored feelings; otherwise, he wouldn't have known that his father had such unusual feelings for Li'er but hadn't revealed them.

They were father and son, both loving their beloved Li'er, but he had lost the right to love her. Even so, he still couldn't bear to see the man they called their father, the Emperor, possess Li'er…

Now, he was the high and mighty, handsome eldest prince of Yan, and she was a favored princess, already married.

In the eyes of the world, they were merely brother and sister born into the Great Yan royal family. No one knew that the eldest prince, second only to the Emperor in their eyes, had only one inner demon: his own sister…

…

Two years later,

today in Yan, it was the full moon celebration for Princess Yunli's beloved daughter. The Emperor had passed away, and Princess Yunli had already ascended the throne as Empress according to the will. Now that the Empress had given birth to a beautiful daughter, it was naturally a momentous occasion worthy of celebration.

Everyone in Yan knew that today's full moon celebration would be a grand affair! So, the unusually lively scene was exactly what everyone expected. The sight before them couldn't help but remind them of their grand wedding two years ago when they were still princesses.

It's strange, really. The younger empresses are all wives and mothers, while the former eldest son, now Prince Che, nearing thirty, remains unmarried. Every young lady in the capital eagerly awaits his return from his military training in his fiefdom.

The empress occasionally reveals to Prince Che the advice and remonstrances submitted by her ministers, both overt and covert, but he refuses, leaving the empress powerless. How could someone as wise as Prince Che easily fathom his thoughts?

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16. Silent Sorrow

In the Imperial Garden of the Yan Kingdom's palace,

"The little princess is so beautiful! She truly inherited the best features of Her Majesty the Empress and His Highness the Emperor!" The precious princess was so lovely that her wet nurse, Taxue, couldn't bear to let go of her.

"Yes, the Empress and the Emperor are both incredibly handsome; how could their princess not be beautiful?" Yan Li's personal maid, Zi Hui, stood there expectantly, hoping that the wet nurse would get tired of holding the baby so she could hold the little princess too.

...

"May I hold her too?"

A pleasant male voice stood out among the women, but Yan Che paid no attention to their surprise. He took the baby from the stunned Ta Xue and carefully turned to sit down and play with her.

Holding the tiny infant, Yan Che felt a mix of bittersweet emotions. This was Li'er's child. Look at that little mouth, nose, and even her smile—it all looked just like her.

If that other child had been born, she'd probably be running around by now. But too many reasons had extinguished that little life…

It seemed even the tiny child sensed his sorrow, waving its chubby little hands in his arms, squinting its eyes and smiling innocently at him. This brought a slight improvement to his previously slumped thoughts.

…

“Brother…” Yan Li hesitated, wondering whether she should disturb him in his reverie. They hadn’t seen each other for a long time, and now they were speechless.

Earlier, because she was busy with her feigned interactions with Chu Xu, Pei’er had been entrusted to a trusted wet nurse. After the respectful couple finished their act, Pei’er’s full-month celebration began, and she, having regained her composure, finally had time to be with her child.

In the Imperial Garden, Yan Che held Pei’er, gazing at the little one in his arms with a sorrowful expression. Seeing him like that filled Yan Li with a strange pang of sadness.

“…Li’er…”

Upon seeing the person he had longed for day and night, even the usually calm and wise Yan Che was thrown into a state of panic and shock. Suddenly flustered, he didn't know how to face him, even hesitating whether to return the child in his arms to hers.

Seeing his nervousness, Yan Li chuckled, gracefully moving to his side, gently smiling and nuzzling the child in her arms.

"Pei'er likes you holding her." She, now a mother, radiated a warm, gentle light.

"Hehe." Afraid she would see the tears welling in his eyes, he could only lower his head and remain silent.

After a while, the playful giggling of the little one in her arms made him chuckle. He looked up, meeting Yan Li's smiling eyes, and couldn't help but let out a barely perceptible sigh.

"She looks a lot like you." After a long pause, he said something insignificant.

"No, she looks like her father. Everyone says she looks more like Chu Xu." Yan Li chuckled at his words.

Yan Che's smile froze at the corners of his mouth, finally curving into a bitter smile, then slowly receding, ultimately fading into desolation.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness... the banquet is about to begin." Zi Hui dutifully reminded

Yan Che, who then snapped out of his reverie. He looked up and gave her a pale smile, but couldn't bear to look away immediately. He stood there quietly for a while before slowly moving his feet.

"...Oh right... I almost forgot I had something for you." Suddenly remembering something, Yan Che took out a pale pink brocade pouch with silver trim from his robes.

"This is a piece of blood jade I obtained by chance... Wearing it for a long time... will be good for your health. Would you like to accept it?"

Heaven knows how much he had paid for this unique "phoenix blood," but compared to her well-being, nothing else mattered...

Nodding slightly, deliberately ignoring that the pouch came from his own hands, Yan Li took it and calmly opened it. Inside lay a "blood-soaked phoenix."

Looking up at Yan Che opposite her, a hint of doubt and confusion appeared in her eyes.

"Listen to your brother, wear this jade pendant carefully." Was Li'er worried? Or was she still wary of him? Thinking of this, Yan Che's heart ached even more.

"Don't move! Let me put it on for you."

In

that intimate tone, both of them had a strange feeling that when she was with him, when he wasn't her brother, he had been just as domineering, ordering her around.

Yan Li hesitated, unsure what to do, feeling nervous and awkward.

"Royal brother!"

Although she was already a mother, she was still easily embarrassed, appearing clumsy yet adorable. Her face flushed slightly with nervousness, and Yan Che tried to soften his expression.

When Yan Li saw the man before her earnestly and persistently putting the small jade pendant on her, she was moved, but this feeling was tinged with helplessness and distance. He was a man who evoked pity and sympathy, but they couldn't be together or love each other.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Her words were filled with gratitude, like thanking a close relative, revealing how distant their relationship had become—a distance that pained him deeply!

He, suppressing the agonizing pain in his heart, seemed to be performing the most earnest action in the world, so careful and meticulous…

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17. Looking back with a

sense of bewilderment, Yan Li felt a vague unease lingering in her heart, but being beside her father and smelling his comforting scent, she told herself it was just a misperception caused by the sudden arrival of happiness.

"Li'er... what's wrong..."

Seeing her sitting silently in a daze, Yan Xiao asked gently, his slender fingers lightly stroking her hair, his eyes filled with tenderness and deep concern.

"Father, I want to go for a walk." Turning around, she earnestly made her request.

"Do you want Father to accompany you...?"

"No need... I can walk around by myself... I'll be fine." Taking his hand, Yan Li gently shook her head.

Along the way, the shadow guards frequently appeared. She knew her father had many things to attend to, and how could she bear to make him worry and be distracted because of her occasional low spirits?

...

Strolling alone by the stream near the carriage, her small hands absentmindedly brushed a strand of her long, flowing hair. Her watery eyes seemed to be gazing at the clouds on the horizon or at her child in the distance...

As the sun set, the fading glow always evoked a sense of melancholy and sadness. After a long while, Yan Li slowly withdrew her gaze and found a relatively clean and flat spot to sit down.

So much had happened in the past few days. Having chosen to be with her father, she had to bravely face the many challenges that lay before them.

The upbringing of Pei'er, the barrier between her and her father's identities, and her father's current situation and status...all these things had to be faced.

She gritted her teeth silently. No matter what, having decided to love her father, having decided to be with him, then no matter how many obstacles there were, she would believe in him. Regardless of what her father did next, she would stand by his side and accompany him!

...

She didn't know how long she had sat there. The moon rose high above the tower, and a gust of cold wind made Yan Li shiver. She unconsciously tightened the belt of her fur cloak, slowly stood up, and wanted to go back. But as soon as she turned around, she was startled by the huge black shadow in front of her.

In the hazy night, a familiar, tall and slender figure, a gentle and jade-like face, and deep, affectionate eyes filled her with both surprise and unease.

What was going on? Why was her eldest brother here? Wasn't it Father Emperor who arranged for her to be alive? How come even her brother...

Seeing the person she had been longing for day and night staring at her with a wary and uneasy expression, Yan Che couldn't hide the bitterness on his lips. Knowing that she had no intention of approaching him, he had no choice but to take the initiative to approach her.

"Li'er, do you know how much I've missed you? Yan Che cherishes you and protects you. When you were in your sweet moments, didn't you think about how much pain I was in?"

"..." Faced with the series of questions from the man she thought she would never see again, Yan Li didn't know how to answer.

Before her brother, she couldn't understand his seemingly unrequited love. She tried to walk past him, but before she could take more than a few steps, she was firmly trapped in his strong embrace.

"Brother... let me go... Father is waiting for me to return..." Resistance was futile, and she could only sigh helplessly.

Wounded by the coldness of her beloved, her helplessness and her sighs were sharp weapons that wounded him. His usually gentle and wise eyes gleamed with heartbreaking pain in the night. A smile played on his lips, but the bitterness in his heart had numbed him.

"I won't let go... I'll never let go again... I originally planned to kill Chu Xu and then follow you, but now that I know you're still alive... even if you still resent and hate me, I will never let go..." "Let go,

brother. Don't you understand we can never go back to the way things were..."

Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, she looked at the man she had once deeply loved. She had already decided to remain only siblings; further words would only add to the sorrow.

"...Thankfully, thankfully you're still here. No matter what, I will personally protect you for the rest of my life..." Ignoring her words of rejection, Yan Che poured out his deepest affection.

Ever since he learned she was still alive, he had decided to protect her and love her at all costs. How could he give up now because of her mere words?

The man's cold, thin lips almost obsessively covered hers, then captured her tongue in his mouth. His hot, burning kiss, with a force that brooked no resistance, yearned for her taste.

My darlings~ I'm so sorry today's update is a little late! I'm bowing and apologizing

because I have to take extra advanced math classes starting in December, and I'm really worried, 555, ~~o(>_<)o ~~

But please rest assured, I will still update one of the three projects every day, at least two of them.

Please don't bully me, I'm really working hard and being good, so please leave comments and vote!

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18. For Her White Hair

"Don't make me hate you, Royal Brother!" Unable to struggle any longer, he could only coldly throw out a threat.

"Li'er... please don't treat me like this..."

Hearing the cold words of the person in his arms, Yan Che sadly raised his dark eyes, his face showing deep pleading. How long ago was it that Li'er, who used to only smile sweetly at him, would use such eyes to hurt him...

"So, please let go..." Unmoved, gentleness towards him was cruelty towards himself and his father.

"Let bygones be bygones, Your Majesty." Not wanting to deal with Yan Che anymore, and having promised her father she would return as soon as possible, Yan Li, unwilling to let him worry, slowly turned and left.

Her eyes, filled with pain and resentment, stared fixedly at his resolute back for a long while. Then, her tall, slender body leaped up, and in the blink of an eye, she was pressed tightly against him, his large hands firmly holding her body.

"Li'er...you're so heartless...why won't you pay attention to me? Why won't you even look at me..." Her lips pressed against the back of her neck, her voice pleading with resentment.

Yan Che's touch made her tremble slightly with shock and anger. She tried to pull away the large hands that controlled her waist, but she couldn't budge them an inch. She jerked her elbow backward, trying to escape this intimacy that she found so utterly repulsive.

"I'd rather you hate me and resent me than forget me and elope with Yan Xiao!"

His eyes flashed with hysterical grief and indignation. Ignoring Yan Li's resistance, he turned her to face him, locking her in his arms with a force that seemed to crush her.

His dark eyes scrutinized the hickeys on her neck. If eyes could be used as knives, Yan Che's gaze would have instantly gouged those red marks from her body!

He remembered how she had said she would forget him, that she would only ever be his sister, find a good man to marry, and then peacefully raise children. Sure enough, a year later, the pain in her eyes had been replaced by Xi Ji and Ling Dong. He knew then that his heart was shattered.

Yan Che knew that he had been completely forgotten in the corner of her memory.

The person she loved was no longer him; now there was Chu Xu, and now Yan Xiao—it would never be him again.

She would never know that he had fallen in love with her from their very first meeting in their youth.

She would never know that upon learning of her death, he was consumed by grief and rage, weeping blood until his once black hair turned completely white! And in a fit of rage, he led his troops with brutal force towards Yanjing, all for her sake, to tear the man who had hurt her to pieces!

She would also never know the immense joy he felt when he discovered she was still alive and well. So overjoyed was he that, despite being on the front lines as the commander-in-chief, he tirelessly rushed to her side, day and night, just to confirm her safety as soon as possible.

Back then, young and arrogant, he didn't know what love was, mistaking gratitude for love. For the sake of his benefactor's daughter's illness, he unhesitatingly chose to sacrifice his half-sister's life, simply because he thought a half-sister was insignificant. Little did he know that this was the root of his current suffering!

Countless days and nights were spent in remorse, his life a living hell, driving him to the brink of despair. He couldn't care less; given his temperament, rather than endure this pain forever, he'd rather end it all!

"Yan Che, can't you really bear to see me happy?! Do you only feel good when you crush my happiness with your own hands?!" Her words were hurtful, but because her wounds were too deep, not recalling them didn't mean she wouldn't remember them.

"Li'er, please, give me another chance to get closer to your heart... okay? I promise I'll treat you well!"

She pleaded cautiously, trying to ignore the blood welling up inside her from her words. Yan Che gently nibbled at her cold lips, his tongue slowly prying open her tightly clenched teeth before completely invading.

A faint bitterness seeped into her mouth, and just as his tongue tried to entwine with hers, he bit down hard without hesitation.

The man, despite the pain, didn't let go. His tongue, streaked with blood, still gently entwined with hers, not letting her ignore its presence.

"Yan Che, are you crazy?" She raised her hand and slapped his handsome face without restraint.

"Heh, I am crazy. Just pity a madman, okay? I just don't want you to leave me again. I miss you so much, so much, it hurts my heart..." There was no anger, only a murmured lament.

"But I don't love you anymore, Yan Che." She remained unmoved in his arms.

Upon hearing this, Yan Che's body stiffened for a moment, his fists clenching, his jade-like black eyes radiating a chilling aura. But the next moment, a gentle, captivating smile appeared on his face.

"It's alright, I don't mind taking you back to relive how you fell in love with me..." He hugged her tightly, forcefully lifting her chin, his lips close to her ear, his voice so tender it made one tremble.

My darlings~ I'm so sorry, today's update is a little late! I'm bowing and apologizing

because I have to take extra advanced math classes starting in December, and I'm really worried, 555, ~~o(>_<)o ~~

But please rest assured, I will still update one of the three projects every day, at least two of them.

Please don't bully me, I'm really working hard and being good, so please leave comments and vote!

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19. The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing [Caution]

Layers of steam, like a light veil, enveloped the surface of the hot spring. The originally beautiful scene was somewhat abrupt due to someone's non-violent non-cooperation. Water droplets splashed as the body moved. Under the moonlight, the bodies of a man and a woman intertwined in the steamy spring.

Unlike the cold outside, the hot spring was located in an extremely secluded cave. Outside the cave were layers of waterfalls, which served as a natural barrier.

Perhaps because of its unique geographical location, this place was a world of its own, and it would be no exaggeration to say that it was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. A gentle breeze carrying the delicate fragrance of flowers drifted in, and apart from the rustling of leaves, all was quiet.

Despite repeated pleas and attempts to persuade her to stay, Yan Li remained determined to leave. To keep his beloved by his side, Yan Che had no choice but to immobilize her by pressing her pressure points.

The weather was cold, and if the pressure points were sealed for too long, preventing blood circulation, the delicate Yan Li would surely succumb. Fortunately, he discovered this blessed place, and after undressing both of them, they stepped into the hot spring… (⊙﹏⊙b sweat, the reason is just something I made up, please laugh it off).

The hot spring at the innermost part of the cave wasn't deep, just above the chest of a tall, grown man. But even this shallow depth made it difficult for Yan Li to find a foothold in the water, leaving her helpless as Yan Che held her tightly around the waist.

Unable to tear his eyes away from Yan Li for even a moment, Yan Che swam to the shore with the woman in his arms, then pressed her tightly against the soft grassy bank of the spring. He suddenly lifted the delicate woman up, his dark, ink-black eyes fixed on her beautiful, naked, rounded figure.

Her body was so weak she couldn't muster any strength, and she could only resentfully submit to his will. His strong hands firmly held the beauty's slender waist, while his other hand began to roam intimately over her body. She tried to push away Yan Che's tight grip, but her acupoints were sealed, and Yan Li could only let him take liberties with her.

Yan Li felt a wave of weakness wash over her. The tingling sensation came from the tender grass against her back, like playful little hands tickling her, while the man's burning gaze and fiery heat made her dizzy.

Perhaps it was the warm spring water, but gradually, Yan Li could feel her limbs regaining some movement. She tried to avoid the large hand that had already climbed onto her breasts, but the moment she moved, the man's massive member, pressed between her legs, cunningly took the opportunity to advance inch by inch.

"...Hiss...Uh..." Hearing the man's soft sighs from the friction, Yan Li was both ashamed and embarrassed, and had no choice but to stop. She

angrily raised her head, and before her stood Yan Che, his handsome, jade-like face even more captivating with its overflowing tenderness. His refined wisdom remained his unique trademark, but his pair of jade-like black eyes were already tainted with intense desire.

At this moment, his face showed no trace of elegance, gentleness, rationality, or wisdom; he was like a beast of desire unleashed from a deep valley, only a burning longing for her remained, his mind completely obliterated.

"Brother, no...you can't do this to me!"

Sensing the wicked fingers beginning to caress the inside of her legs, which were stretched wide open in the water, the ambiguous, lewd touch made her scream involuntarily.

Ignoring Yan Li's pleas, Yan Che tightly embraced her waist, his thin lips slowly pressing against the back of her neck, vengefully biting at the hickeys on her pink neck until all traces left by Yan Xiao were erased, before moving on to the next target with satisfaction.

His wicked tongue licked with relish the alluring roundness, maliciously tormenting the sensitive pink bud. Surrounded by this wicked pleasure, she could only bite her lip hard, refusing to let her pathetic body utter a groan of surrender.

At this moment, Yan Li loathed herself more than ever before. Why had she chosen to come to this secluded place to clear her head!

If she hadn't come out, Yan Che wouldn't have had the chance. Now, even if she screamed until her throat was hoarse, no one would come to save her. If he truly succeeded, how could she face her father again?!

(Note: The last sentence about calculus and homework seems unrelated and

possibly a separate comment.) Final exams are starting soon, I'm so frustrated

! ~~o(>_<)o ~~ I'm so exhausted after class, it's terrible!!!

Even so, I'll still update two stories every day, but I can't update three stories at the same time this month.

I hope you can understand. I swear I'll be back to my superhuman self during the holidays~~~

20. Dancing with Wolves [Caution]

Tears welled up on Yan Li's cheeks from her inner pain, but her fragility only fueled Yan Che's possessiveness.

Looking at her pitiful, tearful face in his arms, Yan Che narrowed his dark eyes, a dazzling flame dancing in his black pupils, his dissatisfaction and jealousy growing stronger.

Even though he knew his actions would push her already wandering heart even further, he just couldn't control himself!

He had considered simply enduring the pain of losing her, separated by distance. He had thought Chu Xu was a man who could give her happiness, but letting go had almost caused her death. From that moment on, he decided that regardless of life or death, he would follow her, because only he could give her happiness!

The increasingly intense caresses, under his deliberate restraint, returned to their initial cautiousness.

"I'm sorry, Li'er, I didn't want to force you, but I couldn't help it, I really couldn't help it. Without you, I will die, I will die..." "

Li'er, do you know, rather than handing you over to another man, it's better for me, who knows I've made a mistake, to carefully protect your happiness..." He took her soft hand and stroked his heart, which beat only for her.

His words were beautiful and touching, but they couldn't rekindle the candle in her heart that he had already extinguished.

Looking coldly at the man embracing her, Yan Che was no longer the gentle and refined Yan Che, but a puppet controlled by lust and obsessive infatuation.

Realizing all her struggles were futile, Yan Li calmed down. Now, her priority was to stall him for time to secure rescue.

It was so late, and her wise father must know something was wrong. He would definitely come looking for her; if he wanted to, there was no place or person he couldn't find…

“Li’er, are you still not giving up? Still hoping someone will come looking for you?” His thin lips brushed against her cheek, his fingertips gently stroking her delicate bud, his dark eyes burning with intense passion.

“I know you're angry with me, but do you know, I really can't let you go. First it was Chu Xu, now it's Yan Xiao. Seeing you with other men, I wish they were all dead! You're a murderer, stabbing my heart again and again!”

He would never have had the chance to say these words to her, but now he wanted to pour out all his bitterness and pain to her!

"I know you don't want to see me, so I hid far away from you. But every night, I'm trapped in a frenzy of resentment, unable to escape. Just thinking about you sleeping in another man's arms at night, and your beautiful sleeping face in the morning being that man's privilege, makes me want to destroy the world. But the person I want to destroy even more is myself!!"

"..."

"Tell me, did you poison me, cast a spell on me? Otherwise, why is it that the woman I want is you?" Yan Che was almost hysterical at this moment.

Looking at him calmly, if it were before, hearing his words would have moved her to tears. But now, there was no place for him in her heart. Saying more would be futile; the past would never return!

"Please, give yourself to me, okay? Try to accept my love again, okay?"

He reached out and hooked his arm around her waist, pulling her to eye level with him. His cheek was pressed against hers, his jade-like dark eyes filled with infatuation and persistence.

Looking at him calmly, Yan Li slowly but firmly shook her head.

"Brother, it seems you still don't understand me. Once a woman's heart is devoid of love, she becomes more resolute than anyone else, refusing to bestow love upon a man she doesn't love!"

"In my eyes, love is love, and when love is gone, it's gone. If you want to go back to the past, then unfortunately, the Li'er who loved you, along with her child, has already been killed by your own hands."

"Furthermore, I hate rape the most. If you force yourself on me today, then I will never forgive you. In this lifetime, you will never have the chance to look at me again."

Listening to her calm words, Yan Che's gentle smile slowly turned desolate, his painful murmurs floating in the misty fog.

(Author's note: Writing this chapter was painful for me, I wonder what you all think~~~ Feel free to leave a comment,

my darlings~~~ The calculus and advanced math workload is heavy

this month, 10 classes a week, homework every day. Final exams are also starting, I'm spitting blood

~~o(>_<)o~~ So much so that I'm always exhausted after class, what a tragedy!!!)

Even so, I will update two projects irregularly every day. I can't update three projects at the same time this month.

I hope you can understand. When I have a holiday, I swear I will return to Superman Xiaocao's state~~~

21. Killing Love with My Own Hands [Caution]

"So, the Li'er who once loved me is really gone? Was everything I did in vain...?"

After a brief silence, silently suppressing the pain in his heart, his handsome face slowly approached her, his dark eyes filled with sorrow and heartache, and his perfect thin lips uttered a miserable sigh.

"Then... Li'er... I will reiterate once again, in this life, I will never let you go again... Don't resist me, and don't hate me. I will never hurt you again, I really won't... Believe me, okay?"

Accompanied by a gentle voice, a large hand in the water slowly lifted her pink buttocks, and slender fingers slowly slid down her soft abdomen.

He went straight to her crotch, parted the soft pubic hair, and gently played with the two beautiful, rounded peach-shaped petals. His movements were so light and gentle, as if caressing the most precious treasure.

Feeling the delicate petals tremble slightly under the malicious teasing of his fingers, Yan Che smiled brightly at her, then his fingers suddenly plunged into her honeyed passage, thrusting, trembling, and swirling wildly…

“Li’er, even if your heart resists me, your body still remembers me, doesn’t it…”

With a hoarse, rough moan, Yan Che slowly lowered his head, his thin lips kissing the almost transparent pink peaks of her breasts. Matching the movements of his fingers buried between her legs, he slowly sucked, nibbled, and teased wildly.

The dual stimulation from her breasts and between her legs made Yan Li gasp softly.

Staring defiantly at Yan Che, she bit her lower lip tightly, resisting the pleasure brought by his caresses. Her originally cold and pale body faintly flushed with a blush.

"Brother, I am already Father's woman. There's no way we can be together anymore. And most importantly, I don't love you anymore, you know that?" She spoke clearly and forcefully, each word distinct, her eyes straining to look up.

"So what? I don't care!"

His long, muscular body pressed against hers without hesitation, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

He greedily devoured her delicate pink bud, his fingertips relentlessly plunging into her tender flower path, hot nectar gushing forth, soaking his fingers.

Hearing her suppressed moans, his thin lips left her breasts, gently kissing her lips soothingly, his burning fingertips tenderly stroking her slightly cool cheek.

His arms tightened around her waist, his gaze intensifying, his deep voice filled with intense desire.

"Li'er, even if your heart doesn't love me, your body still feels for me... You crave me, don't deceive yourself anymore... After all, we were once such a perfect couple..."

A hoarse, seductive murmur slid across her delicate collarbone, and with his ever-present large hands, thoroughly explored every inch of Yan Li's skin...

A mysterious and wondrous pleasure flowed through her violated flower path in waves, making her want to moan softly.

Trying to suppress the tingling, bone-deep pleasure, her long nails couldn't help but dig deeply into his arm. At this moment, she sadly realized that, just as Yan Che had said, even if she didn't love him, her body still remembered the pleasure he had once given her.

Holding her slender waist, Yan Che suddenly lifted her body, gently spreading her legs, and slowly pressed his body against hers.

The burning sensation instantly snapped Yan Li back to reality.

She glanced at him coldly.

"Brother, undeniably, my body can feel, but even if you ask me a hundred times, a thousand times, my heart doesn't love you."

Hearing her words, Yan Che in the water looked at her indifferently, his feigned gentleness crumbling instantly. A deep pain shot from his dark eyes, his deep, solid pupils gradually being eroded by a sinister darkness. (

My darlings~~ The advanced calculus homework this month is so heavy!

Ten classes a week, homework every day. Final exams are starting soon, I'm spitting blood

~~o(>_<)o~~ So much so that every time after class, the grass is all wilted, what a disaster!!!)

Even so, I'll be updating two projects irregularly every day. I can't update all three simultaneously this month,

so I hope you can understand. I swear I'll be back to my superhuman self when I'm on vacation!

22. Father and son confronted

each other. The large hand around her waist held her with a force that almost broke her slender waist. His large, burning member, filled with intense desire, slowly and deliberately touched between her alluring petals, rotating gently and almost imperceptibly.

The strange light in his deep eyes grew stronger. Yan Che, who was originally extremely handsome, curled his lips into a charming, half-smiling smile, exuding astonishing sexiness.

The wickedness in his eyes grew stronger and hotter, the raging fire almost burning Yan Li to ashes. His hot, heavy breath sprayed onto her pretty face, making her tremble slightly. She instinctively curled up, but was only held more tightly against his chest.

A sly smile played on his lips, his dark eyes burning with fervent desire. Yan Che grasped her small hand, pressing it against his engorged member, letting her fully feel the wild, powerful, almost bursting heat emanating from it.

"Li'er, can you feel it? This is my resolve to take you. Even if you want to run now, it's too late. Even if you hate me, it doesn't matter, because compared to losing you forever, this outcome is better than anything else..."

Just as his massive member was about to invade Yan Li's body, an angry roar rang out...

"If you don't want to die... I advise you to stop your damned behavior... my good son!"

A chilling voice descended from the sky, illuminating the once pitch-black Shandong as if it were daytime, except for the two men surnamed Yan, everyone else had their backs to them.

His large hand, which had been around her waist, gently released its grip, but still tenderly kissed the corner of her mouth before Yan Che leisurely helped the two men dress.

"Finally here... I thought Father wasn't going to show up... I never imagined that Father, who is always so powerful, would be interested in watching my private affairs with Li'er~"

Seemingly unsurprised that his good time had been interrupted, Yan Che's composure only fueled Yan Li's hatred! Damn Yan Che, why did he have to make her appear before Father like this? This situation only made her feel worse than death...

"Yan Che... you truly don't know how to repent... making mistake after mistake. As I expected, you are not worthy to compete with me for Li'er..."

The old fox was cunning; Yan Xiao, who had always protected Yan Li, had witnessed the actions of those men and knew that no matter what, Li'er had already erased them from her heart.

"Make mistake again? How laughable. I'm just taking back what is rightfully mine. Compared to my disrespectful father, I am more suitable for Li'er."

"Have you forgotten... you pushed her away with your own hands..." His words struck a nerve, piercing Yan Che's deepest wound.

"My affair with Li'er is none of anyone else's business. I will erase the hurt from her heart!"

Yan Che, who had maintained a calm smile, was suddenly enraged when his sore spot was touched, yet he was speechless and his rebuttal seemed so pale and powerless.

"Too late... in body and mind... Li'er has already become my woman..."

Before the words were finished, in a few swift movements, Yan Xiao had already snatched the person he had been longing for from Yan Che's hands with his unparalleled cultivation, and held her tightly in his arms, softly comforting her, ignoring the desolate and lonely person opposite him...

...

Being held in a pair of strong arms and warm chest, although her father was still smiling, the eerie coldness surrounding him still made Yan Li, who was slowly calming down, feel something...

"Father... I..." Yan Li stammered, suddenly not knowing where to begin.

"Don't speak yet... Father is very angry right now, and I'm afraid he might hurt Li'er... Let's go back and talk, okay..." Although it was a question, the imposing manner still terrified Li'er.

Father's anger has serious consequences.

December is here, and the tasks of advanced calculus are heavy, but I've been updating three chapters every day.

So, I'm working hard and diligently, and I hope you darlings won't be stingy with your love and votes

. As long as you darlings show more love and less tyranny, my little corner of the male-torture-loving blog will have endless writing opportunities!

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23. Father's jealousy was unbearable.

In the carriage, Yan Li was left alone.

The person inside the carriage was like an ant on a hot pan, almost bursting into tears!

What to do?! The mingled blue and red hickeys on her neck and chest were so vivid, so glaring. The blue ones, naturally, were left by her father himself, already discolored, but the red ones… someone as sensitive as her father would surely see them.

Yan Li frantically tried to figure out how to quell her father's anger, but her thoughts were in turmoil, how could she make sense of it? It was all her brother's fault! If it weren't for his entanglement, how harmonious her relationship with her father would be right now…

Although her father was gentle and considerate towards her, and never angry, according to the descriptions of other palace servants, when her father got angry, it often meant death.

What to do? She wasn't worried about herself, but she didn't want to see her beloved father angry…

What should she do? Who to blame? Her brother? Then she would try to avoid contact with him as much as possible. Herself? Then she would just have to obediently listen to her father from now on.

Speak of the devil, and he appears. Just as Yan Li was feeling anxious, she heard Yan Xiao outside giving instructions about the carriage handover and preparing to enter.

No, she absolutely couldn't let her father see those "stains" on her body.

That's it, if she wanted to keep it from her father, this was the only way! She hurriedly blew out the candles, threw back the covers, and crawled inside, pretending to be asleep.

In the darkness, she heard the door open softly and close quietly. Steady footsteps approached the soft couch, as if afraid of waking her. After a series of soft rustling sounds of clothes being undressed, a strong body pressed against hers.

Listening to her soft breathing, a warm, calloused finger gently stroked her face, followed by two warm, thin lips that lightly touched her forehead, and then his arms gently pulled her into his broad chest.

Satisfied, nestled in his warm embrace, she couldn't help but snuggle closer. The familiar scent, so alluring and tantalizing, filled her nostrils, and she couldn't help but let out a soft, comforting murmur.

The gentle whisper softened the man's initially hardened heart, and he seemed to tighten his embrace around her. In the darkness, she could clearly feel her father's dark eyes slowly growing hotter as he gazed at her, and his large hand on her waist began to gently caress her sensitive areas.

"Li'er, are you asleep?" he asked softly.

The soft, short breaths beside her ear stirred an irrepressible desire and satisfaction within her. But alas, she couldn't utter a sound, nor dared she.

Yet, she seemed to know the person in her arms wasn't asleep. Her fingers, stroking her face, slowly moved downwards, embracing her body, which grew hot with their heavy breathing. A tingling, itchy sensation washed over her, causing her body to tremble slightly.

Yan Xiao's previously gentle eyes suddenly turned icy cold when he saw the mottled red marks on the delicate woman's neck. He abruptly pulled open her collar, his sharp black eyes fixed on the red marks, his arms around her stiff and tense. The

arrogant red marks, illuminated by the moonlight, were even clearer, almost blinding Yan Xiao! The mottled hickeys seemed to carry a triumphant provocation and declaration, and a murderous glint appeared in Yan Xiao's already cold eyes.

Damn it! He'd been seen after all! Feeling two icy gazes fixed on her neck, she was afraid but didn't move. However, her body trembled slightly, overwhelmed by her father's majesty.

"Li'er, stop pretending. I know you're not asleep..."

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24. Father is very angry, and the consequences will be severe. [Caution]

He lifted her, who was as soft as a boneless tree, in front of him. His dark, night-like eyes suddenly radiated a violent light, and his cold, sinister voice carried a chilling tone.

There was no violence, no scolding, but that tone, like a thousand-year-old ice, made Yan Li feel inexplicably guilty and afraid.

Slowly opening her eyes, she saw something unsettling in her father's gaze. Looking at his cold, expressionless face, she felt as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart, a dull ache spreading through her.

"Why did you meet him tonight?" Seeing the flicker in the girl's eyes, Yan Xiao's dark eyes fixed on hers, his voice cold and chilling, sending shivers down her spine.

"...He knew I wasn't dead, so he came looking for me." She didn't want to lie to her father, nor could she. She answered truthfully.

"What did he do to you?" His handsome, thick eyebrows twitched.

Remembering Yan Che's actions, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tightened her arms around her father's strong waist.

"...No...nothing..." Avoiding the cold, probing light in his eyes, she spoke cautiously.

Slowly releasing his grip on her waist, Yan Xiao lifted her head, his hawk-like eyes fixed on her gaze. His fingertips traced the deep red marks, jealousy exploding instantly, his voice icy cold.

"Didn't do anything? Then how did you get those bite marks on your neck?" A dark rage flashed in his eyes.

"..." Touching the unmistakable hickeys, she looked innocently at the man whose eyes blazed with jealousy.

In her father's eyes, she saw deep pain and jealousy; the twisted expression on his face was proof enough of his anger, hatred, envy, and bitterness...

"Father, whether you believe it or not, besides these bite marks, my brother and I really didn't do anything." She took his hand, explaining cautiously.

Staring intently at her, Yan Xiao remained silent, his cold face filled with chilling indifference. He gently pulled her hand away, slowly sat up from the soft couch, and walked out of the carriage.

Watching his cold back, Yan Li felt nothing but heartache. She abruptly sat up on the couch, wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her face tightly against his back.

This man was hers; no matter how angry she was, he couldn't leave, no matter what! She gently pulled his head down, her soft lips pressed tightly against his, pleading pitifully for his affection.

"Father, I won't let you go..." Her voice held a forceful command, yet couldn't conceal her obvious vulnerability.

Feeling his stiffness, she bit his thin lips even tighter, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks, the salty taste mingling in their mouths.

"Damn it, Li'er, why am I always helpless against your tears?" Hearing her almost inaudible sobs, the man, who had been burning with jealousy, calmed down.

"Don't go, don't leave me..." She raised her tear-filled eyes, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip tightly.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Yan Xiao suddenly tightened his arms, pulling her into his embrace, a tight, unyielding embrace, a wild yet tender strength, as if afraid of hurting her.

"Don't cry, Father isn't leaving. Father just went to instruct the Shadow Guards to prepare some calming medicine for you..." Rough knuckles wiped away her tears, and thin lips gently kissed her cherry lips.

Her throat felt like it was choked by something, and she couldn't say anything. The gentle and sincere gaze in her father's dark, jewel-like eyes enveloped her completely like a silken thread.

Smelling the pleasant ambergris scent emanating from her father, and hearing his gentle words, Yan Li's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly calmed down...

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■I feel powerless against domineering behavior. I can't be happy no matter what. The blows, helplessness, and grievances make me very depressed.

▲You reap what you sow. Giving roses leaves a lingering fragrance. Even a simple click and a greeting can move me.

★I will continue to work hard for now, but if I really despair, even a blade of grass will wave goodbye without taking away a single cloud.

25. Unconsciously

, she revealed a pleading posture, simply because the man in front of her was the man she relied on and loved the most.

When she realized that she could be anxious and insecure because of her father's anger, Yan Li heard the voice of her heart. Yan Li had never been one to care about others' opinions. Since choosing her father brought her happiness, she would unhesitatingly hold his hand and walk together... She

timidly extended her delicate tongue to his. Although it wasn't her first time having such intimate contact, this was truly her first time, so Yan Li's awkwardness was inevitable.

Under Li'er's hesitant "teasing," Yan Xiao growled and captured her panting cherry lips, his domineering tongue intertwining tightly with hers, insatiably wanting to draw more of her sweetness.

"Li'er, do you know, I hate seeing other men with you..." His fingertips caressed her delicate face, his voice, close to her ear, tinged with obvious jealousy.

"..." Hearing these words, besides feeling incredibly sweet and tender inside, she really didn't know what to say.

"...Mmm...Ah!" Because her father mischievously nibbled at her soft earlobe, the overly tender touch made her involuntarily moan softly.

"Li'er, remember, you're not allowed to smile too sweetly at anyone other than your father!" He wanted her to sign a treaty that belonged only to the two of them.

"No way!" For the first time ever, she pouted and refused.

"Damn it, tell me! Who else do you want to smile so sweetly at..." A surging sea of jealousy almost swallowed him whole.

"...Can't even Pei'er..." Desperately suppressing the giggle that was about to escape her lips, she liked her jealous father too, what to do?! She seemed to be loving her father more and more...

"...Naughty Li'er, your apology isn't sincere enough!" He mischievously nibbled at her neck, easily setting the bait, waiting for the little fish to take the hook.

Relieved, he knew the little one was teasing him, and at the same time, Yan Xiao understood it was her indirect promise. But having caused him so much anxiety, shouldn't she pay some price for it?

Yan Xiao narrowed his dark eyes, his thin lips moving to his daughter's ear, constantly caressing her delicate skin. He ignited a fire while comforting his clamoring brother, reassuring him that his current waiting was for an even more delicious feast to come.

"Then what does Father want!" Although she knew he had no good intentions, she had indeed done wrong today and could only obediently submit to his will.

"Hehe, that depends on Li'er's sincerity." He gazed at her leisurely, the implication clear.

The playful moonlight filtering through the car window made his gleaming eyes shine even brighter. The overwhelming desire in her father's eyes sent shivers down her spine. Once a domineering man's desire ignites, it won't be easily extinguished.

She reached out her small hand and gently rubbed it against his hand pressed against her face. Her father, though a towering figure, was also incredibly jealous! But she understood that behind this was a deep, heartfelt doting affection, a doting affection that existed only for her. So, she willingly accepted it…

“Father… Li’er knows she was wrong… Please forgive Li’er, okay?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her cheek against his.

“…As punishment, tonight Li’er will obediently endure… Father’s anger…”

Looking into her tearful eyes, even though he knew it was an act, Yan Xiao's heart softened. However, his manhood constantly reminded him not to be soft-hearted!

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