[Phoenix's Allure] [The End]

He must have been deprived of women for far too long!

Otherwise, how could a mere fragrance and a simple garment have stirred his heart, made his blood boil, and left him unable to control himself?

Upon encountering this charming young woman he had never met before, he instantly transformed from a refined gentleman into a lecherous scoundrel. Little did he know that she was actually his beloved younger sister, whom he hadn't seen for four years!

Worse still, he could never forget his sister's alluring figure… He knew such feelings were taboo, so he sought out a prostitute to distract himself. But for some reason, he always saw his sister's image in the prostitute… And when his father forced him to marry a stranger, all he could do was lament how unfair fate was. Even on their wedding night, he felt no interest…

For

me, writing novels is a very joyful thing, because I can turn the stories in my mind into words, and I can also beautify the imperfect love in real life.

Every time I finish a story, I feel the excitement of a dream come true!

I really enjoy this job of selling dreams, and I write with great enthusiasm.

Few people truly enjoy their work, and I'm lucky enough to balance my job and hobby—though I've never considered writing my livelihood.

However, even the most beloved hobbies have their unpleasant aspects.

My least favorite things…writing prefaces, naming protagonists, and finding titles that fit the story.

Every time I think of a protagonist's name and a book title, I have to flip through a thick dictionary, often spending more time naming the characters than brainstorming the plot—it's truly a headache.

Later, finding it too troublesome, I finally came up with a very simple method—(hehehe, I'll let you in on a secret!) As a writer, of course, I need to constantly study other authors' works. Driven by laziness, I pay special attention to the names of supporting characters. If one is both good-looking and pleasant-sounding, then…it becomes the protagonist's name in my next book.

So, dear readers, if you see the same name, please don't accuse me of plagiarism; I'm just borrowing someone else's supporting character's name…hehehe!

On the contrary, I should cooperate with my father's plan and give him a good thrashing.

Who taught him to make her suffer four years of unfulfilled desire! Tonight, she's just getting a little revenge.

"Hurry up and put your clothes back on!" Que Haotian turned around, suppressing the burning lust in his heart, not daring to look at the alluring woman's body, afraid that he would lose control and devour her.

"I was dressed perfectly fine, but someone deliberately tore my clothes open." She complained softly as she tied her sash, making Que Haotian's face burn.

Who would have thought that the little girl from back then would become such a seductive woman?!

He coughed a few times to cover his unease. "When did you return to Yunlongque?" Let's change to a safer topic.

"I've been back for more than half a month." Coward! Que Fengyin smiled secretly. How could she not know what her brother Hao was thinking!

"Why didn't anyone notify me?" "Brother Hao's whereabouts are unpredictable, how could the people in Que notify you?" Actually, she stopped Uncle Shang and the others from notifying her brother Hao, planning to give him an unforgettable surprise.

Hehe! Judging from Hao-gege's behavior tonight, he would never forget what happened.

"Never mind!" He looked up at the night sky; the high-hanging moon had already hidden behind the clouds. "It's getting late, Hao-gege will take you back to your room to rest!" The two walked silently back to Zhufeng Pavilion, one after the other.

"Go to your room yourself! Hao-gege will see you off here." Before his sister could speak, he fled.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would do something he shouldn't have... Damn it, he knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't shake the desire to caress Feng'er's delicate body.

Heavens! How could he... have such inappropriate desires for his own sister? If he

really violated Feng'er, he could not atone for his sins even if he died a thousand times. It was better to stay away from Feng'er.

Watching Que Haotian's departing figure, Que Fengyin's lips curled into a wicked smile.

Hao-gege, you can't escape now—

Aying welcomed her to sit down in front of the dressing table as soon as she saw her mistress return to her room.

She lifted her mistress's hair, slowly and meticulously combing the cascading black locks that resembled a summer waterfall.

"Miss, you're late tonight—" She was startled to see a purplish-red mark on her mistress's neck. "Miss, your neck…how did you get bitten by an insect?" Que Fengyin covered the hickey left by her beloved Hao-gege; she didn't want anyone to know such a private matter.

"Aying, you must be tired too, go back to your room and rest!" This Aying was very loyal, but her adorable, overly dramatic nature was unbearable.

"But…" Her mistress's tangled hair—would she be alright without her help?

Que Fengyin impatiently pushed Aying out of the room. "It's just combing hair, no problem for me." Closing the door, she rushed to the bathhouse.

Reaching the bronze mirror, Que Fengyin lifted her robe. Seeing the purplish-red hickey extending from her neck to her chest, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle foolishly.

Good heavens! She was acting like a lovesick fool, chasing after men.

However, she only chased after Hao-gege. To win over Brother Hao, she was willing to be anything but infatuated, even a fool.

The thought of Brother Hao's kiss made her smile sweetly… She was like a woman in love, contentedly going to bed.

Tonight, she was sure to have a beautiful dream… At the same time, a deafening roar erupted from Hao Ri Tower, terrifying everyone in Yunlongque, except for Que Fengyin, who remained unaffected.

Que Haotian stood by the well, rinsing himself with cold water, unable to believe he could have such filthy thoughts.

Feng'er was his sister!

How could he… have such an absurd dream?!

The icy well water temporarily cooled the lust within him, but it couldn't calm his mind or guide him to a clear path.

The image of Feng'er emerging from Mirror Moon Pool, her alluring and mature body, was deeply imprinted in his mind, indelible, almost compelling him to disregard ethics and possess Feng'er's delicate body—what should he do?

The following evening—to welcome his sister back, Que Haotian specially hosted a banquet in the garden of Haori Tower. Que Fengyin attended the banquet alone. As

soon as Que Fengyin sat down, Que Haotian earnestly served her food, "Feng'er, these are all your favorite dishes, eat more." "I didn't expect Brother Hao to remember what I like to eat." "As long as it's something you like, Brother Hao remembers it in his heart." Que Haotian smiled gently.

Although it was a simple sentence, the deep care contained in his words moved Que Fengyin deeply.

She liked Brother Hao the most—no, she loved Brother Hao the most!

"Why did you leave Yunlongque in such a hurry four years ago?" This had always been a question in his heart.

"Didn't Father tell you?" Que Fengyin took a satisfied bite of rose pine nut cake. Hmm! It's still the happiest to live at home, of course, with the beloved by your side.

Que Haotian shook his head. "Father only said that when the time came, you would come back." This wait, however, lasted for four years.

"Why did you leave?" Seeing that her bowl was empty, he quickly put some food on her plate.

"Brother Hao, don't just think about me, eat more yourself too." She picked up a piece of chestnut cake and held it to his lips. "Here, let me feed you." Watching him eat the cake she fed him, Que Fengyin smiled happily.

Hehe! They were like a loving couple... "Answer my question quickly!" He stopped her from feeding him more.

"Didn't Father tell you?" she asked, blinking her innocent big eyes.

"No!" he answered through gritted teeth. "Don't test my patience anymore!" If she dared to throw the question back at him again, he would spank her first.

"Actually, why I left isn't important, what's important is why I came back." "Okay! Then tell me, why did you come back?" "To get married." To marry the man she loved.

Her smile was so bright, but it gave Que Haotian a huge shock.

"You want to get married?!" Que Haotian roared in disbelief, and in a fit of anger, he snapped the chopsticks in his hand—what he really wanted to break was her head.

Seeing Que Fengyin nod, he felt as if his heart was being ripped apart, the pain so intense he was numb.

Feng'er was his precious darling, cherished and protected since childhood; he had never imagined she would marry. And she had only just returned to Yunlongque, how could she possibly be getting married so soon?

He didn't want Feng'er to marry! He didn't want her to!

As long as he was alive, no one could marry Feng'er; he would take care of her for the rest of his life.

"Feng'er, you're only seventeen, don't you think it's too fast?" Que Haotian didn't want to clarify his dissatisfaction; he only wanted to dissuade Feng'er from marriage. Even if it meant supporting Feng'er for the rest of his life, he was willing.

"Many women my age are already mothers of several children! Seventeen is late." Besides, he couldn't wait any longer.

Seeing her eagerness to marry, Que Haotian couldn't help but imagine other possibilities.

"Feng'er, do you have someone you like?" His heart was pounding, terrified of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear. "You're marrying the person you love?" Seeing her radiant face, the answer was obvious. A surge of bitterness, anger, and resentment welled up inside him.

Feng'er had been his precious darling since childhood; no one had the right to compete with him, let alone give her to another man. He couldn't do it!

Four years ago, his father sent Feng'er away without his consent, even forbidding him from visiting her at the villa in the city; four years later, his beloved sister had returned, but was about to belong to another man… He couldn't accept this fact!

The thought of her having another man, caressing her body as he had last night, filled him with a burning rage—heavens! How could he have such a damned thought?

Feng'er was his sister! How could he have such a terrible idea about his own sister?

He should bless her, but… he simply couldn't bring himself to say something against his conscience.

Recalling the beautiful scene he had witnessed by the Mirror Moon Pool last night, a burning desire ignited in his lower abdomen. If he hadn't retained a shred of reason, he wouldn't have cared whether the woman before him was his sister or not; he would have pounced on her and devoured her.

"Seeing your happy smile, Brother Hao should congratulate you." Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, he raised his cup in a toast.

Even the finest aged wine becomes bitter and unpalatable in the mouth of a heartbroken person.

"I also congratulate Brother Hao." She also raised her cup.

"What is there to congratulate me on?" he said with a bitter smile. His most precious treasure had been taken away; what was there left for him to congratulate?

"What, Father didn't even tell you about this?" Que Fengyin feigned surprise.

"I was away inspecting the trading companies for nearly two months and only returned to Yunlongque last night. How could I possibly see Father!" "That's true." She nodded in agreement.

"Feng'er. What is it?" "Not only am I getting married, but Brother Hao is also getting married. Father plans to hold our weddings together." In other words, Father intended for them to have their wedding ceremony. This was the wedding she had longed for for four years.

"What?!" Que Haotian exclaimed in shock, "When was this decided?" He had no idea!

"Your marriage was decided for you four years ago." Seeing her brother Hao's face turn pale with anger, she felt sorry for him and wanted to tell him the truth, but she had promised her father that she would only let him know that she was the bride on their wedding night.

"Didn't... Father mention it to you?" She could only apologize to her brother Hao. She would make it up to him later.

"Yes!" He pursed his lips unhappily.

Four years ago, when Feng'er left Yunlongque, his father had mentioned his marriage. At the time, he didn't pay much attention, and later he forgot because he was busy with the affairs of the palace. Now it was being brought up again, and the wedding day was already set.

His anger was uncontrollable, and Que Haotian wanted to crush his father's neck.

What right did his father have to decide his marriage?! He was tricked into marrying a woman whose appearance was unknown, and who didn't even know which family she came from—"Brother Hao! Your hand…" Feng'er's exclamation drew Que Haotian's attention. He raised his palm and saw bloodstains.

He had mistaken a wine cup for his father's neck and had unknowingly crushed it, the shards of porcelain still embedded in his palm.

The physical pain was nothing compared to the bitterness in his heart.

"Brother Hao, why…" Didn't he cherish himself at all? With red eyes, she was too sad to speak.

Sitting beside him, she carefully held his hand and meticulously picked out the shards from his wound.

"Does it hurt?" She focused on his wound, completely ignoring Que Haotian's tender, almost tearful eyes. "Tell me if it hurts!" She leaned against him as she cleaned his wound, her virginal fragrance wafting into his nose like a secluded orchid in a valley. He couldn't help but recall the erotic memories of last night, and the desire he had been trying so hard to suppress began to surge again.

He wanted to embrace Feng'er and pamper her, but reason desperately suppressed that immoral thought, constantly reminding himself that Feng'er was his own sister. "Alright!" After bandaging his injured hand, Que Fengyin looked up and smiled sweetly, "Don't be so careless again. Seeing you injured hurts my heart." Seeing her beautiful face smiling at him, his reason crumbled. He pulled her into his arms and lowered his head to kiss the rosy lips he had longed for all day and night.

At this moment, he forgot that Feng'er was his sister; he only knew that the woman in his arms strongly attracted him and aroused his desire. His

domineering lips ravaged her lips, and his nimble tongue seized every opportunity to dart into her mouth, entwining with her delicate tongue in a passionate dance.

Although Que Fengyin was surprised that her brother Hao kissed her again after learning her identity, she would not miss such a golden opportunity.

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss without reservation—ah! "Brother Hao's kiss was wonderful..." In her hazy thoughts, the only thing she knew was that his burning lips and tongue had made her completely limp in his arms.

She let out a soft moan, feeling the arms holding her tighten, their bodies pressed even closer together, his burning member pressing against her private garden through her clothes. She involuntarily twisted her delicate body, allowing his fiery erection to penetrate even deeper into her softness.

Her cooperation only fueled his lust. He tore open her clothes, laid her down on the bench, and pressed down on her slender, graceful body.

"Feng'er! Feng'er..." He cupped her full, snowy breasts, greedily tasting the rosy buds that smelled of milk in his hands.

"You are mine! You belong only to me!" No one can take you from him!

"Brother Hao, Feng'er will always be yours..." Lost in passion, Que Fengyin clutched her head to his chest, shamelessly crying out.

Her slender fingers slipped inside his clothes, caressing his strong, broad chest; the warmth of his body ignited her secretly budding heart.

The smooth, delicate touch should have been a blissful experience, but the awkward, throbbing caresses on her chest felt like a bucket of cold water poured over her head.

"Heavens! What have I done?" He shoved Feng'er away from him, clutching his head and screaming as he ran out of Hao Ri Tower.

He had almost committed a heinous crime of incest!

It must be because he hadn't been with a woman in so long... he tried to reassure himself, still unwilling to admit that he felt anything beyond sibling affection for Feng'er.

Que Fengyin collapsed to the ground, watching Que Haotian's disheveled figure flee, a sly smile of triumph on her face, tinged with regret.

Tsk! He ran away again.

Brother Hao, in your heart, do you still consider me your sister?

No older brother would ever make such intimate gestures towards his younger sister.

Brother Hao, when will you finally admit your feelings?

"Uncle Shang, you said Brother Hao wants you to find him a clean prostitute?" Que Fengyin repeated Shang Ying's words with a troubled expression.

Sigh! Brother Hao has been avoiding her for days—has she gone too far?

If this continues, her seduction plan will be useless.

"Yes! That's why I've come to inform you, Miss, and see how you intend to handle it." The Master of Que had specifically instructed everyone to secretly help the young master win his heart, and everything must be done according to her plan.

Seeing Que Fengyin lower her head in silence, Shang Ying called out, "Miss?" "Uncle Shang, Brother Hao…" Que Fengyin forced herself to ask the question that had been on her mind, "Does he often visit prostitutes…?" "Miss, you can rest assured, the young master isn't that kind of lecherous person." "Then…why…" he needed to find a prostitute to relieve his lust.

"That depends on what Miss did to Young Master Que," Shang Ying replied seriously, suppressing a laugh.

The usually calm Young Master Que had completely lost control after seeing Miss, becoming irritable and easily angered, frequently lashing out at the servants.

It seemed Master Que's plan had worked; Miss would also find a suitable husband… only poor Young Master Que was suffering from the torment of this father and daughter.

Que Fengyin bit her lip in grievance. She hadn't done anything, yet Brother Hao avoided her like the plague; if she had actually done something, Brother Hao would have run away long ago.

Since Brother Hao wanted a woman, she would give him one! She grinned slyly.

She didn't want to know how many women Brother Hao had been with before; now that she was back by Brother Hao's side, she wouldn't let him touch any woman other than her!

"Uncle Shang, let's do as Brother Hao asks and give him a woman!" "Miss, you—" "Come closer." Que Fengyin gestured, whispering in Shang Ying's ear, "Do as I say." "Yes!" Shang Ying suppressed a smile and withdrew. With

Miss personally taking action, Young Master Que is doomed!

Que Fengyin smiled slightly. If the mountain won't come to her, then she'll go to the mountain!

Since Brother Hao is avoiding her, she has no choice but to take the initiative.

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