Chapter 55 of the Ten Scenes Satin

Wen Yuan tightened his arms around Zi Yuan and whispered in her ear, "Miss Zi Yuan, do you remember what piece you played the last night we met?" Zi Yuan whispered, "How could I forget? You played 'Reed Catkins,' and I... I played 'Wind and Rain'..."

Wen Yuan gently stroked Zi Yuan's long, dark hair and whispered, "Although I didn't see you then, ever since I heard that pipa music, I haven't been able to forget it." Zi Yuan leaned gently against Wen Yuan's chest and said softly, "I wanted to come out and see you, but... I... I just didn't dare. Alas, those few days, I felt like something was missing, I was lost and disoriented, it was... it was thinking of you."

She rested her head on Wen Yuan's shoulder and whispered, "I thought I would never have the chance to see you again..."

…Wen Yuan smiled and said softly, “But we have met again.” Zi Yuan nodded slightly, her face full of tenderness, and smiled sweetly, saying softly, “I am so happy to hear your music again.”

Her words were overflowing with admiration, and Wen Yuan’s heart warmed. He gently touched Zi Yuan’s cheek with his right hand.

This gesture made Zi Yuan’s heart skip a beat, and a girlish shyness appeared on her face as she softly called out, “Young Master Wen!” Wen Yuan gently stroked Zi Yuan’s delicate face and whispered, “In your pipa music, I always hear your feelings.” Upon hearing this, Zi Yuan blushed and whispered, “I can hear it in your music too… I know all your feelings for me.” Hearing the deep affection in Zi Yuan’s words, Wen Yuan’s ears burned. Seeing Zi Yuan’s shy face and cherry lips so close to his, Wen Yuan could no longer suppress his love and cupped Zi Yuan’s face in his hands.

Zi Yuan gently closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling slightly. Her lips parted slightly as she softly said, "Young Master Wen, if you don't mind, I want... I want to be with you forever." Wen Yuan slowly closed his eyes and whispered, "Yes, we will be together forever."

In an instant, the two were immersed in deep affection, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. This kiss transported them back to their first meeting by the lake, to their soulmates, to their mutual admiration. Their subsequent meetings at the Pavilion of Fate, their nighttime stroll on West Lake, their return to Xiangyang together, and even their current battle against the enemy in the capital—every detail seemed like a dream.

Wen Yuan tenderly kissed Zi Yuan, his warm body cradling her slender form. Zi Yuan responded with her soft, fragrant lips, her long-hidden, anxious love now fully revealed. Their hearts were both intoxicated. Even at the end of their long kiss, they were unwilling to part, gently and continuously sipping, their lips meeting intermittently. Even the slightest touch was enough to convey their deep affection.

As they kissed, Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan slowly opened their eyes, exchanging a faint smile. Zi Yuan's face was flushed, her eyes filled with a hazy, dreamy look. She said softly, "Young Master Wen, Miss Hua and Miss Murong also like you very much." Wen Yuan held Zi Yuan tightly, whispering, "Will you be angry?"

Zi Yuan smiled and said, "I was able to leave Shuiyan Tower because of you, what more could I ask for? Besides... I know you're sincere towards me..." As she spoke, a shy expression appeared on her face, and she whispered, "Originally, I thought you already had two good girls, perhaps you wouldn't need me... But then I found out how you treated me..." She didn't finish her sentence, too embarrassed to continue, but her face still held a shy smile.

Wen Yuan smiled and said, "How have I treated you?" Zi Yuan turned her head away, pursing her lips and smiling, "You... are just like I am towards you." Wen Yuan reached out and combed Zi Yuan's hair, smiling and saying, "Between the two of us, who loves the other more?"

Zi Yuan remained silent, her dimples appearing on her cheeks, smiling without answering. Wen Yuan, watching, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness and could

n't help but give her another gentle kiss. Zi Yuan murmured "Mmm," quietly closing her eyes to return the kiss. Suddenly, she felt Wen Yuan's hand slowly roaming over her back, bringing a tingling, stimulating sensation. She was instantly captivated, her voice trembling as she murmured, "Wen...Young Master Wen...you...ah...mmm..." Wen Yuan lowered his head, kissing down from her lips to her slender, delicate neck, her soft hair brushing against her nose, while simultaneously kissing Zi Yuan's skin and her dark hair. Zi Yuan

, newly experiencing the pleasures of love, couldn't suppress the waves of tenderness Wen Yuan was showering her with. A light sheen of sweat appeared on her skin, and she softly moaned, "Ah...ah...Young Master Wen...uh..." Though only a few soft moans, the sound was captivating. Wen Yuan felt his blood surge, and his lower body gradually hardened. His heart fluttered, and during the kiss, he gently licked her lips. Zi Yuan trembled, letting out a soft "Ah."

Wen Yuan looked into Zi Yuan's eyes and saw a hint of fear and hesitation in them. He smiled and asked softly, "Are you scared?" Zi Yuan blinked, her delicate body trembling slightly. She nodded nervously, her voice trembling as she whispered, "A little...a little scared...but, I..." After a long pause, she suddenly bit her lower lip, hugged Wen Yuan's neck, pressed her cheek against his, and whispered, "Young Master Wen, you...you come!"

Wen Yuan knew she had a painful past and felt immense pity for her. He thought to himself, "I must not let Zi Yuan feel any discomfort. Since I am so fond of her, I must think of her wholeheartedly and not force her in the slightest." He gently stroked Zi Yuan's neck and said softly, "Zi Yuan, don't be too nervous. It doesn't matter what happens to me. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, okay?" Zi Yuan nodded again, took a few deep breaths, and whispered, "I...I know."

Wen Yuan gave her a reassuring smile and slowly undid Zi Yuan's clothes. When Wen Yuan's fingers touched Zi Yuan's front, Zi Yuan's body trembled again. Wen Yuan carefully removed Zi Yuan's silk robe. Although still covered by a blouse and gauze skirt, her beautiful figure was already revealed through her partially exposed snow-white skin, her radiance captivating and exquisite. Zi

Yuan breathed heavily, timidly raising her hands to cover her chest, her delicate eyebrows furrowed in shyness, making her even more charming.

Wen Yuan, upon seeing this, was momentarily captivated. He reached out to gently pull Zi Yuan's arms away, but Zi Yuan shrank back, tightly covering her chest, refusing to let Wen Yuan cross the line. Her expression was a mixture of unease, confusion, shyness, and fear. Wen Yuan felt extremely embarrassed and didn't know what to do. He whispered, "Zi Yuan!"

A hint of apology appeared on Zi Yuan's tense face as she whispered, "I'm sorry... I... I'll try to relax." But her slender arms remained desperately guarding her chest, and her legs remained tightly closed. Wen Yuan dared not rush, proceeding methodically. He gently caressed Zi Yuan's shoulders, his hands sliding down to her upper arms and wrists. Everywhere he touched, her skin was as tender as honey and as soft as snow. Though he could feel its smooth texture, it seemed to melt upon contact, truly irresistible, making him reluctant to let go.

Wen Yuan lightly massaged Zi Yuan's fair, lotus-like arms. Though filled with excitement, he restrained himself, fearing Zi Yuan might not be able to handle it, and gradually moved his caresses to her chest. Zi Yuan gasped softly, closing her eyes. Waves of warm, comfortable sensations emanated from her hands, gradually relaxing her. She groaned softly, "Ah...uh...Young Master Wen..."

Wen Yuan gently parted her fingers, pressing his body closer to Zi Yuan's, cautiously observing her reaction. Zi Yuan's eyebrows trembled, her cherry-like lips parted as if she were about to sigh. Wen Yuan leaned in and kissed her, then removed Zi Yuan's arm and loosened the ties of her bodice.

Zi Yuan opened her eyes weakly, her limbs still tense, clearly still very uneasy. Wen Yuan comforted Zi Yuan with a kiss, leaning forward to remove the bodice. But as he leaned forward, his erect penis pressed against Zi Yuan's private parts between her legs. Zi Yuan suddenly shuddered and cried out in alarm, "Ah!"

Wen Yuan was startled and immediately stopped what he was doing, asking, "Zi Yuan, what's wrong?" Zi Yuan's face was pale, her eyes filled with fear, as if she had remembered something extremely terrible. She trembled and said, "No... I don't want to, no..."

Wen Yuan suddenly realized what Zi Yuan was afraid of. His previous excitement vanished instantly, replaced by worry. He whispered, "Zi Yuan..." Before he could finish speaking, Zi Yuan abruptly broke free from Wen Yuan's grasp, desperately covering her body with her hands, crying out repeatedly, "Don't come any closer... Waaah... Waaah... Go away... No!"

Her beautiful face was filled with terror, and her frail body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing Zi Yuan's painful sobs, Wen Yuan felt as if his heart was being torn apart, as if he were dying. He thought, "The humiliation Zi Yuan has suffered has caused her such pain!" He had never hated anyone before, but towards this group of bandits who had violated Zi Yuan's body, Wen Yuan was instantly filled with extreme anger and hatred. However, he immediately suppressed this resentment, focusing on the more important matter at hand, and quietly placed his hand on Zi Yuan's shoulder.

Zi Yuan froze, looking at Wen Yuan, stopped crying, and suddenly threw herself into Wen Yuan's arms, bursting into tears. Wen Yuan gently embraced Zi Yuan, suppressing his own pain, and said softly, "Zi Yuan, I'm here, you don't need to be afraid." Whether Zi Yuan heard him or not, she simply buried her face in Wen Yuan's chest and cried, as if trying to release all the grief she had held in her heart for so long.

When the crying subsided, Ziyuan raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears, and whispered, "Young Master Wen!" Her voice was still choked with sobs. Wen Yuan draped a robe over her shoulders and said softly, "Are you feeling better?" Ziyuan wiped away her tears, her face filled with sorrow, and whispered, "I...I thought I could forget that sorrow...but...but..."

Wen Yuan patted her shoulder and said, "Ziyuan, you've been very strong. From now on, I'm with you, we...we can overcome this shadow." Ziyuan remained silent, looking into Wen Yuan's eyes, and gently lowered her head.

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