[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 12

Chapter 78 Recognition

I roared fiercely at him, and if I had anything in my hand, I would have smashed it at him. Seeing him was like seeing my own horrific past. Those wounds that had healed and scabbed over over the years seemed to have been torn apart again, a bloody mess oozing foul-smelling pus.

Ning Prince's Mansion… Ning Yuedong… Ning Lingxia…

and me, Ning Moyan.

I had almost forgotten my past, forgotten the noble place where I was born. In my heart, I was like a born beggar, living a lowly life in this world with my equally pitiful mother, waiting for fate to perhaps take pity on me someday.

If I hadn't met Yuan Weijiu, I might have been sold into a brothel as a used woman. But now… what difference is there between me and being in a brothel…?

“Moyan… Moyan… you've suffered, you've suffered…”

Ignoring my resistance, after understanding everything and seeing the coldness in my eyes, Ning Yuedong pulled me into a tight embrace. Like a loving older brother, he gently stroked my back and head.

"It was my fault, back then... I wasn't able to protect you."

I smiled bitterly.

Indeed, back then he was just a frail young master. Although he held the title of Prince, his health was poor. He was sick every few days, and the whole family would rush to his aid if he coughed, fearing something might really happen to him. Unlike now, he was as strong as an ox.

My aunt was originally afraid that this only son who held up her position would be cut off, and she tried every means to tempt the prince to have another son with her. But, unfortunately, my mother came into the family and gave birth to me. When her daughter was born, she believed that my mother had brought her bad luck, that she had given birth to a daughter instead of a son. It was

truly absurd...

"Mo Yan, don't worry, I will definitely get you out of here!"

I don't know when it started, but both of us had tears in our eyes. Thinking back, he had been quite good to me. In the dead of winter, I was punished alone, kneeling under a big tree outside. He was bedridden with illness, gazing at me through the slightly open window, and even ordered someone to bring his own fox fur coat to drape over my shoulders.

During those days of bedridden illness, Ning Yuedong was lonely, and so was I.

Because of our punishment, we often had the opportunity to look at each other from afar. His pale face and pity, and my weak and helpless longing. Although there weren't many words, this connection between flesh and blood was destined, flowing subtly between us.

"Have you two had enough?!"

I wanted to ask him why he was in the Yun mansion, dressed as a servant, and with Yun Qian'er. However, before I could speak, my arm was forcefully pulled back. A familiar voice made me tremble, and I turned around in terror. I saw Yun Heying standing behind me with a grim expression, the fur cloak in his hand slapping me hard across the face like a slap.

"You still say you have nothing to do with him, you slut!"

"I..."

A burning pain shot through my cheek, and I could only remain silent, unsure how to speak.

"Why are you hitting her!"

Before I could say anything, Ning Yuedong behind me panicked. Perhaps feeling he owed me too much, he had decided to protect me and couldn't bear to see me suffer even the slightest grievance.

He rushed forward, grabbed Yun Heying, and they started fighting. Seeing this chaotic scene, I froze.

On one hand, apart from my mother, no one had ever stood up for me like this as family. On the other hand, I never expected that Yun Heying, who could usually talk people to death with just a few words, would actually blush and actually fight like a brute, exchanging punches with Ning Yuedong...

Chapter 79 Redemption

The result of the two men fighting with all their might was naturally quite tragic.

I thought the usually gentle Yun Heying would suffer, but my bear-like brother didn't fare much better either. Both of them took several heavy blows to their faces and bodies. Yun Heying was hit in the chest and abdomen, and Ning Yuedong's right leg was kicked, leaving him limping.

As it turned out, the servants of the Yun family were quite efficient. Upon hearing the commotion, they quickly arrived and separated the two, soon learning Ning Yuedong's true identity, thus taking a completely different turn.

"..."

In the brightly lit hall, Yun Heying, his face bruised and swollen but his dignity undiminished, calmly blew on the floating green stamens in his teacup. Ning Yuedong, however, had already changed out of the servants' coarse cloth clothes, donning a brocade robe, his long hair meticulously tied in a gold-inlaid jade crown, two long ribbons hanging down his back, making him appear noble and handsome.

Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere in the room was already filled with a chilling tension. I stood beside Ning Yuedong, restless, my eyes darting between the two, wondering what these two were thinking and how it would affect my future.

With a "thud," Yun Heying took a sip of tea, then placed the cup on the low table beside him, breaking the deathly silence.

"Young Prince, you seem to be in high spirits. If you're planning to visit the Yun residence, you could have simply informed me. Why are you disguising yourself as a servant here?"

The man's opening was unfriendly, and the injuries on his face were genuine; he wouldn't have called himself Yun Heying if he didn't intend to get revenge.

"Eh, Brother Yun, it's understandable that you're unhappy. I was indeed rude this time, and I apologize."

Ning Yuedong coughed lightly, his face slightly embarrassed, but he quickly recovered.

"In the end, it's all for my sister. The marriage was arranged by my father, and going back on my word does make the Ning family seem a bit materialistic. However, although marriage is a matter of parental arrangement and matchmaker's words, it concerns my sister's lifelong happiness. That's why I came up with this tactic, disguising myself to come to the Yun residence and investigate. The method may be underhanded, but only in this way can I see the true face of the Yun residence."

Yun Heying listened quietly, without saying a word. Only when the words "the real truth" reached my ears did his brow twitch slightly, followed by a fleeting glance at me.

I immediately understood that he was unsure when Ning Yuedong had infiltrated and worried that the other man already knew about my affair with Yun Zhengyue. But I knew in my heart that even if I were openly sleeping with him, my brother would know nothing. He

probably either had only recently infiltrated the place or was completely preoccupied with Yun Qian'er, having forgotten his original purpose. Otherwise, he wouldn't have shown such heartache and surprise upon hearing that I was a prostitute from the Yun family.

"So, after your investigation, what conclusions did you reach, Your Highness?"

"Ah, well..."

Ning Yuedong blushed, and I immediately guessed that he was thinking of Yun Qian'er, so I couldn't help but roll my eyes. But then I saw him slowly turn his handsome face, still bearing the marks of his beating, toward me, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

"The Yun family's conditions are undoubtedly excellent, so I can rest assured that my sister will be staying here next month. It just so happens that I ran into Miss Haitang. We were childhood friends, but we got separated. I never expected that fate would allow us to meet again. If Brother Yun doesn't mind, I'd like to redeem Miss Haitang and bring her back to the Ning family to catch up."

I was grateful that Ning Yuedong hadn't immediately revealed my identity, but precisely because of this, a shadow of gloom immediately fell over Yun Heying's face.

Oh no… this is even more complicated now.

My brother is such an idiot; he can't even lie properly. Everyone knows he was sickly as a child; the idea of an old friend is simply a fantasy, yet he dares to say it so casually and expect others to believe him.

However, this is actually better than directly saying we are siblings...

Ning Prince's Mansion, Ning Moyan... who would believe that a lowly courtesan from a pirate background like me could have any connection with such a noble place?

"Redemption?"

Sure enough, Yun Heying sneered.

"Does Your Highness know the price of this girl Haitang?"

"Speak freely."

"Ten thousand taels."

"Ten thousand taels?!"

Ning Yuedong almost spat out his tea. I couldn't help but feel sad, coldly watching his reaction.

Yun Heying's sneer was right. Poor families sell their children everywhere, and even the best looks and physical strength only fetch a few taels of silver. Even if I were a treasure, how could I be worth such an exorbitant price, let alone a woman who has already been slept with by someone else? Even taking her as a concubine would be a loss.

Perhaps he was certain that Ning Yuedong wouldn't be a sucker, and Young Master Yun laughed with smug confidence. My poor older brother, on the other hand, frowned, his thin lips moving as if he was calculating something.

Just as I was on the verge of despair, he suddenly exhaled and looked solemnly at Yun Heying.

"Ten thousand taels it is, I'll take this girl. Bring me the indenture."

Chapter 80 Freedom

"..."

I was stunned.

Yun Heying's gaze was sharp, his face cold and unreadable. After a moment, he calmly ordered,

"Someone, bring the young prince Haitang's indenture."

"Yes."

Not long after, a servant brought the paper that had almost decided my fate. Ning Yuedong took it and examined it carefully, then asked for paper and pen, wrote an IOU with a flourish, and handed it to the servants to collect the money from the Ning Prince's residence. Still relying on his own hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male anime virgin physical sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

"Tear—"

In front of all of us, the man boldly tore my contract of sale in two. The flimsy white paper was declared invalid, no longer able to touch a hair on my head.

Throughout the entire process, I didn't say a word. I just stared blankly as this man, who was supposed to be my brother, rescued me from my "master's" hands. When everything had settled down, and Ning Yuedong happily took my hand to leave, I trembled as if waking from a dream, never expecting to be free.

"Haitang, are you alright?"

Perhaps my excessive silence seemed unusual, Ning Yuedong, holding my cold hand, couldn't help but touch my forehead with concern. His words were full of affection, completely disregarding the fact that there was an outsider named Yun Heying in the hall.

"I...I'm fine..."

I shook my head gratefully, not knowing what I was feeling at that moment. But Ning Yuedong proved with his actions that he was genuinely good to me in his own way, and I should be happy.

But the thought of leaving the Yun family mansion soon, and never having to face Yun Heying and Yun Zhengyue again, left me with a strange emptiness, as if I had suddenly lost something very important…

“Wait—”

Just then, Yun Heying spoke again.

“What? The contract is torn up, you can’t go back on your word.”

Having convinced herself that Yun Heying was a scoundrel who forced women into prostitution, Ning Yuedong was extremely wary of everything about him. Hearing him speak now, she couldn’t help but raise her guard.

“The contract is torn up, that’s true, but Haitang can’t go with you.”

Slowly picking up the now-cold tea, Yun Heying ignored the bitterness and drank it all in one gulp.

“Huh? Why?!”

“Well…”

A typical businessman’s smile appeared on his cold face. When it came to business, Yun Heying never yielded an inch.

“Haitang has been taking care of my younger brother for a while, but she messed things up and broke his family heirloom. How should we settle this score?”

“…”

“…”

“Haitang, is it true? What happened?”

“Ah…I…”

I was speechless for a moment, completely confused by Yun Heying’s words. What heirloom? What? I broke it…did I?

“What, don’t you remember? Should I bring it up for you to see?”

With that, Yun Heying calmly winked at the servant beside her. Soon, the young man came running over with a tray.

I stared at it, almost fainting. Wasn’t this the token of love Yun Zhengyue gave me? That priceless jade!! The legendary item that “can only be worn, not pawned, and must be replaced if lost”—what happened to it?! How did it break into several pieces?! Why do I have no recollection of it at all?!

"This..."

Ning Yuedong immediately went over to check, and upon seeing the fragments of jade, his face darkened and became extremely ugly.

"Haitang, is this really what happened?"

"I...I don't know..."

My mind was blank, a complete mess. I looked at Yun Heying in a panic, only to see him staring at me with a sinister gaze, a cruel smile playing on his lips. I then realized that this guy was deliberately trying to make things difficult for me. He was using a pretext to frame me; since the master had said so, I truly had no way to defend myself...

"Brother Yun, isn't this...going too far?"

Seeing my bewildered expression, Ning Yuedong quickly understood that Yun Heying was determined not to let me go. He was even resorting to such despicable means as framing me.

"How much is this? Name your price."

With a flick of his robe, the man sat back down in his chair, his handsome face now filled with anger.

“Hehe, Young Prince, you’re used to seeing treasures. You know this isn’t an ordinary item, so talking about the price would be too hurtful. How about I make a compromise? Don’t worry, I won’t put you in a difficult position.”

“Go ahead.”

“I want Miss Haitang to stay in my residence for another three months, until Yue’er gets married. You know, Haitang has served me for a long time, and she needs to hand over some things. She can’t just leave like that, can she? It’s only three months, what do you think?”

“Serve…?”

Ning Yuedong’s grip on my hand tightened. Clearly, he was very bothered by this ambiguous word.

“Don’t worry, since you’ve already taken a liking to Haitang, I definitely won’t overstep my bounds again. Miss Haitang is still yours, just three months later.”

Yun Heying quickly saw through my elder brother’s doubts. He spoke slowly, but every word carried an invisible pressure. I felt wronged and confused. Ning Yuedong, on the other hand, felt that he was at a complete disadvantage and was very passive. If we really fall out with Yun Heying, my sister might face difficulties after she marries into the family, which is really unnecessary…

“Haitang, what do you think? Can we endure it for another three months?”

Ning Yuedong touched my face with some concern, his handsome face full of heartache, but he was just as helpless as I was.

But I wasn’t thinking that much. I just felt that I could stay and continue to see Yun Heying… This feeling seemed to make up for the disappointment I felt when I said I was leaving.

"I can stay, not as a courtesan, but as a free person. Can we get to know each other again like this?"—

"Alright then, I'll stay for another three months."

I nervously gripped my clothes, thought for a moment, and continued,

"But you can't restrict my freedom. I can go wherever I want, stay wherever I want. Leaving the manor is also up to me; you can't stop me from leaving."

"Okay, as you wish."

After listening, Yun Heying looked at me indifferently.

Chapter 81 Shopping

After regaining my freedom, I immediately moved out of Yun Heying's room and into a superior room prepared for guests. Ning Yuedong actually wanted to stay in the Yun manor like me, but unfortunately, his identity was exposed, and it would be shameless for him to stay any longer. He had no choice but to return home dejectedly, expressing his determination to come back and see me before leaving.

But I knew very well that seeing me was definitely not this guy's real purpose. His ambition was to find a way to meet Yun Qian'er in secret again.

The guest room I'm staying in is incredibly spacious and comfortable, a hundred times better than the room of the previous brothel owner. Its furnishings are second only to Yun Heying's bedroom.

My mind is a complete mess; I still can't quite understand what happened today—

just a moment ago I was sleeping naked in Yun Heying's arms, and the next moment a powerful older brother miraculously appeared and generously redeemed me…

I'm no longer a prostitute, no longer anyone's prostitute. This realization made me tremble with excitement, and while I was filled with emotion, my stomach started growling uncontrollably. I realized I'd been up all night, hadn't eaten, and now that I wasn't in Yun Heying's room, I didn't know who would keep the accounts for him. My

chaotic thoughts proved I was truly incredibly cheap; no longer being sold off like a fool, I was even worrying about what the bandits would do now that they had no money to count…

I stood there in a daze for a while, finally drawn by the soft, fragrant bedding. I took off my clothes, hugged the fine quilt, and prepared to drift off to sleep.

As expected, the treatment for guests was different. Sandalwood incense was lit in the room to relax and soothe the mind. I closed my eyes, waiting to fall asleep, but Yun Zhengyue's broken jade pendant unknowingly entered my dreams.

Why...

such an important thing, just to keep me, was so carelessly smashed?

I don't believe it.

☆☆☆

The next day, at the crack of dawn, I was woken up by the servants. Ning Yuedong, that rascal, had come again, excitedly saying he wanted to take me for a stroll in the streets.

"Where to?"

I asked, my eyes bright as I got dressed.

Shopping was both new and unfamiliar to me. I vaguely remembered wandering around with my mother when I was a child, often sleeping on the streets. During those days, the bustling streets had nothing to do with me; instead, they only highlighted the deprivation and desolation of my childhood.

Later, I met Yuan Weijiu and boarded the Ghost King. On land, I mostly worked as a cook, buying food or transporting fresh water. Because of my special status, I never lingered, and the leisurely and lively atmosphere of shopping was something I never experienced.

In that sense, as a woman, my upbringing was even less fortunate than that of the weaver who had been a concubine in a wealthy family.

"How about it? Come out for a stroll with your brother. Whatever you want to buy, I'll pay for it."

Ning Yuedong was wearing an ochre-red brocade robe today, with the collar and cuffs trimmed with fine snow fox fur, looking incredibly noble. No longer hiding her identity as a servant, the pampered elegance she had possessed since childhood easily came to light.

Seeing me blinking curiously, looking so excited, the man sighed softly, his affection evident.

"Mo Yan, what kind of life did you live before... that going to the market can make you this happy?"

I could only smile wryly and remain silent.

Today wasn't a day for a temple fair; the ordinary bustle of the common people lacked the festive atmosphere, but the everyday life of firewood and rice felt unexpectedly warm and real.

I dragged Ning Yuedong along to buy vegetables, weighed fish, and even packed a few packets of osmanthus-filled pastries. He had his ever-present servant carry all of these, while he stood cautiously to the side, blushing and pretending to be indifferent, while I earnestly inquired about prices with the vendors.

I knew this guy thought it was shameful for a prince like me to be haggling with people on the street with his sister. But before, when Yun Heying and I visited shops, we always rode in carriages, going directly from one shop to another, rarely interacting with people on the street. What I learned was nothing more than how to save money and how to maximize profits. Now that I had the opportunity to actually put it into practice, it was already a great game for me.

"Hey... let's at least go to some decent places, shall we?"

Seeing the servant beside me carrying more and more weight, walking unsteadily and pitifully, Ning Yuedong took out two coins, picked out a sugar figurine for me, and gently touched my elbow as I happily licked it, offering a somewhat ingratiating suggestion.

What he called decent places were just money pits to me. But since I'd already bought everything I wanted, I figured I might as well just wander around with him.

Sure enough, as soon as we entered the jewelry section, this guy, like a fish in water, immediately picked out several sets of expensive hairpins and bracelets for me. When I frowned at these things that were practically crushing my neck and looked at him, I found that the man had already slipped to the side, muttering to himself as he hesitated over several extremely lustrous jade bracelets.

"Will Qian'er like this color... Oh, maybe the one with the floating flowers is better..."

"But the emerald green ones are more expensive, I can't give her something too shabby..."

"..."

That's when I realized that wanting to make up for my miserable childhood was just an excuse he kept using; his real intention was to buy things for Yun Qian'er under the guise of taking me shopping.

"Mo Yan, which one do you think Qian'er will like? Or would it be better to buy them all and choose one later at home?"

Sensing the disdain and contempt in my eyes, Ning Yuedong's handsome face immediately broke into a fawning smile as he hurriedly grabbed an expensive jade bracelet and slipped it onto my wrist.

"Of course! What you like is most important, little sister… Look how pretty this one is, how about I buy it for you?"

I snorted coldly, rolled my eyes, and refused to look at him.

I really don't know what's so good about that rabbit-like Yun Qian'er. Or is it that men just prefer girls who are young, beautiful, and from good families? Most importantly, not as bad-tempered as me; the idea that a husband is a genius is an eternal truth.

Just as Ning Yuedong, his face flushed with embarrassment at being caught in the act, sidled up to me with another gold-inlaid jade necklace, trying to persuade me, someone who had lived in the Yun family mansion longer than him, to offer advice on his grand plan to win back his love, I noticed with my sharp eyes that, coincidentally, opposite this jewelry store was one of the larger shops among the Yun family's many stores.

Yun Heying, always dressed in her unchanging red robes, was leading several managers out of the main gate after inspecting the shop. Her usually indifferent face met mine, and when she saw Ning Yuedong slipping the jade bracelet onto my wrist, she paused for a moment, then turned and left expressionlessly, as if she hadn't seen anything.

"Mo Yan, Mo Yan, do you like this earring? Good sister, tell your brother what kind of jewelry Qian'er usually likes to wear..."

Ning Yuedong was still desperately trying to entice me, while my eyes remained fixed on that fiery yet chillingly cold red.

Yun Heying, does he not want to talk to me anymore?

After Chapter 82, the Uninvited Guest

, I can't remember what Ning Yuedong rambled on about; my mind was filled with the image of Yun Heying's resolute departing figure.

In the end, my older brother, his heart filled with longing for his lover, bought four or five ridiculously expensive jade bracelets, intending for Yun Qian'er to choose them herself. While paying the bill, seeing his blissful expression, as if he were living in a honey pot despite spending so much money, I suddenly felt a pang of envy.

Back at the Yun residence, I borrowed the kitchen from the steward. I put on an apron, rolled up my sleeves, and quietly began preparing the fish, meat, and vegetables I'd bought, intending to cook a meal for Ning Yuedong myself.

To be honest, I didn't have much cooking experience before; I mostly cooked wild game, which was more useful when I was stranded outside. But luckily, I'm quite clever, and even so, I easily managed to whip up a few decent dishes. I even set up a stove and made an Eight Treasures Roasted Chicken.

"Oh my, this is truly amazing! I never thought I'd be eating my own sister's cooking one day."

Ning Yuedong, despite having tasted countless delicacies, was still greatly impressed by my culinary skills. I thought to myself, of course, your sister besides me is only that spoiled Ning Lingxia. That woman is used to a life of luxury; how could she possibly cook?

Not daring to be too presumptuous and borrow the Yun family's dining room, I arranged the dishes in my room. Five or six dishes filled the entire table, and with the soup and rice, it looked quite sumptuous.

Ning Yuedong happily took off her outer robe and sat opposite me, ordering someone to bring a pot of wine and picking up her chopsticks to start eating. Just then, my room door was pushed open from the outside. Under our astonished gazes, Yun Heying calmly pulled up a chair and sat down, separating Ning Yuedong and me.

"Don't mind if I bring an extra set of chopsticks and a bowl?"

the man said matter-of-factly, sounding more like an order than a question.

"Uh..."

"You took over my kitchen, so the chef didn't cook lunch for me. Are you expecting me to go hungry?"

"...Fine then."

Ning Yuedong and I exchanged glances, Ning Yuedong clearly displeased with Yun Heying's forceful attitude. However, since he was the master of the house, he could only compromise and put some food on my plate, gesturing for me to eat quickly.

"Mo... Haitang, eat more fish, it's good for your health."

Ning Yuedong almost blurted out that private nickname, but quickly corrected himself, subtly concealing it. Yun Heying still didn't know I was his sister; he still thought I was the woman he had his eye on.

Ning Yuedong naturally had his own reasons. Originally, he wanted to take me directly back to the Prince's Mansion to officially recognize me and make it easier to take care of me later. Unfortunately, the grudges between me, Ning Lingxia, and that so-called aunt were too deep. It was a miracle that I could accept him; thankfully, he was sickly as a child and didn't participate in the abuse of me and my mother. I'd rather spend the rest of my life facing those two wicked women than go back to the countryside to farm!

So after discussing it, I didn't mind being his woman in name only. After leaving the Yun residence, I would live in the outer house he had specially bought, living in anonymity for the rest of my life. He would provide for my food and drink, and I would be free to do whatever I wanted and go wherever I wanted.

I knew very well that this was the life I truly wanted. Being the eldest daughter of Prince Ning, the daughter of Prince Ning's mansion... all of that was just fluff.

"Haitang, I want to eat chicken."

Ever since Yun Heying sat down, the atmosphere in the room immediately turned cold. This uninvited guest was quite frank and ate without any politeness, while Ning Yuedong and I were very awkward and didn't even want to talk.

Because he was far away, Ning Yuedong couldn't reach the Eight Treasures Roasted Chicken, so he gestured for me to help him. I immediately understood and habitually picked up the small knife I had prepared and cut off a pair of chicken wings to hand over.

But halfway through handing over the chicken wings, two seemingly indifferent yet extremely penetrating gazes suddenly fell on me.

Yun Heying quietly chewed two stalks of greens, his thin lips moving but uttering no words. His deep black eyes, however, were fixed on me… fixedly on me… staring… staring…

until the chicken wing in my hand inexplicably spun in mid-air and landed in his bowl.

“Thank you.”

After swallowing the greens, the man began to devour the chicken wing as if it were his own, as if it were meant to be cut for him.

“Hey!”

Ning Yuedong’s eyes darkened with anger at seeing the chicken wing fly away from his mouth again, and he couldn’t help but protest. Such blatant theft and provocation was something he, a prince, had probably never experienced in his life.

Afraid of escalating the situation, I quickly cut off a chicken leg and ran over to put it in his bowl, whispering in his ear,

“You can’t offend him…”

“Why not!”

Puffing out his cheeks like an enraged field mouse, Ning Yuedong’s eyes were murderous.

"This is your future brother-in-law... If you offend him, what if he doesn't marry Yun Qian'er to you?"

"...That's true."

In an instant, Ning Yuedong's anger dissipated, replaced by an expression of near disaster. Understanding the implications, he immediately changed from his previous gloom to a fawning one.

"Come, come, Brother Yun, it's rare for us to eat together, let me toast you!"

"..."

I was utterly speechless at this man, who was supposed to be a prince, for his ability to change his tune so easily...

"Alright."

Not one to hit a smiling face, Yun Heying nodded and poured himself a cup of wine to drink with him.

However, his handsome face remained indifferent and cold, as if he was very displeased with something. I noticed his eyes glancing at me out of the corner of his eye, until I felt a chill run down my spine and carefully moved away from Ning Yuedong's ear, returning to my seat step by step, before he finally stopped.

What did I do wrong to offend him again...? This man is as terrifying as ever...

Wait a minute...

Did someone make this guy drink alcohol just now?!

Chapter 83 The Phantom Lover 1 [High H Caution]

I finished the meal in a state of great anxiety and tension, and Ning Yuedong and Yun Heying were indeed both drunk. The servant who came with them helplessly carried Ning Yuedong, who was flushed from drinking but still grinning foolishly at Yun Heying, out of the Yun residence, while Yun Heying staggered out of my door with the help of the servants.

"Bang!" I slammed the door shut. As if afraid that some poisonous snake or ferocious beast would break in, I carefully bolted the door.

Goodness, even if Ning Yuedong was drunk for three days and three nights, I wouldn't really care. What truly chilled me was the blatant, undisguised look in Yun Heying's eyes when he was drunk… a deep, strange desire that reminded me of some very "bad" things that had happened in the past, sending shivers down my spine.

Patting my chest, I gulped down the tea in the pot, still shaken.

I was certain in my heart that I was no longer a courtesan in the Yun household, no longer needing to submit to the two Yun brothers in bed. But why, after only one day, did I feel so awkward? Yun Heying ignoring me hurt, and his gaze, as if he wanted to devour me, made my heart burn…

I tossed and turned, feeling utterly uncomfortable. Was it because I'd grown accustomed to being deprived of my freedom here, and now that freedom had come to me, I was too ashamed to accept it?

I couldn't figure out why I was so unhappy. My head ached, and I was restless all over. With no other option, I grabbed my clothes and went behind the screen in the inner room to take a bath and clear my head.

The bathwater had been brought in before dinner, boiling hot. Now it was at a perfect temperature, a full tub, sprinkled with a few red flower petals.

I'm practically a daughter of the sea; I went from fearing water to being accustomed to it, and finally, I deeply love the feeling of soaking in it.

I sat naked in the warm wooden tub, my arms gently gliding on the surface. The misty atmosphere made me feel relaxed, and for a moment, I couldn't be bothered to think about those headaches.

Just as I was half-asleep, breathing evenly like a cat, trying to take a nap, a very light footstep inevitably startled me. I immediately turned around in alarm, arching my back in a defensive posture.

"Ah!! How did you get in?!"

I screamed when I saw the man's bright red clothes.

Instinctively, I covered my bare chest with a handkerchief, even though it was a silly and ridiculous action. But our situation was already awkward; to remain naked in front of this man as if nothing was wrong would be truly insane.

...

The man remained silent, staring at me with utter silence.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face had an unbelievable flush from drunkenness. Seeing that I had been discovered, he didn't explain or show any anger, but simply began to undress, slowly swaying towards the wooden tub where I was bathing, as if he had no idea what he was doing.

"Hey! If you want to bathe, go to your own room!!"

When the man stepped in, I almost completely collapsed. His naked body was still as strong and powerful as ever, his black hair on his abdomen neatly trimmed. Only his semi-erect penis filled me with utter embarrassment.

No longer caring when this man had acquired the ability to fly and disappear, I frantically tried to climb out of the bathtub, but he easily grabbed my hair and dragged me back into that familiar yet now unwanted embrace…

“What are you doing!”

Yun Heying’s entry made the already small space feel even smaller.

I thought of the days when we used to soak together in the hot spring in the rockery cave, he would hold me like this, but at least my limbs could stretch out comfortably. Unlike now, much of the water in the tub had been squeezed out, and our hands and feet were intertwined, twisted together like a pretzel.

“Ugh…”

Struggling in the small space felt utterly powerless; all I felt was that the penis pressing against my back became even harder and more erect. Yun Heying’s hands moved to my chest, brazenly playing with my breasts. His male fingers pressed and rubbed my nipples incessantly, skillfully caressing them.

"I'm...I'm no longer your...prostitute...you can't do this...ah...don't do this..."

I was used to the techniques of men; he knew every sensitive spot on my body.

Even drunk, Yun Heying remained as self-willed and silent as ever. Sometimes, this kind of action-oriented behavior made me grit my teeth.

His lips roughly kissed my neck, shoulders, and back. His nimble tongue and fingers began to relentlessly play with my body, which had only relaxed for less than two days. He made me sweat profusely, my whole body burning hot. His wet, soft tongue licked down my spine, finally leaving a bluish-purple hickey in the back of my spine.

"Yun Heying...don't do this...no...ah...no..."

I was terrified by his immense strength. This time, he seemed more certain and persistent than before, as if he were taking revenge on something.

"Ah...um..."

The position of not being able to see his face made me feel incredibly panicked. Fortunately, he soon turned me over, pressing me against the tub wall, embracing my breasts and licking and kissing them.

"Ah...ah..."

The man squinted, his fiery red tongue slowly licking away the water droplets from my breasts, then taking my areolas into his mouth and sucking greedily. I watched my sensitive areas distort lasciviously under his chewing, while his right hand moved down between my legs, slowly and deliberately rubbing my labia.

"Hey...you, you can't do this..."

He was a clever man, capable of perfecting everything he did. Yun Heying knew how to soothe my body, not just for simple release, but to awaken my latent desires, to achieve true fusion with him.

The entire foreplay was semi-coercive; he used his masculine strength to restrain me, while his kisses, licks, and rubbing gently yet domineeringly eroded my will. I almost succumbed to the allure of his love, but a certain still-clear nerve reminded me that giving in like this was wrong. If I did, what I had finally obtained would truly become worthless.

"Let go...let go of me!"

Determined not to let myself sink into meaningless love and lose myself again, I had said I would live a good life and start anew. Summoning

strength from who-knows-where, I finally pushed Yun Heying away and, in extreme shame and anger, slapped him across the face.

The crisp sound of the slap seemed to bring the drunken man to his senses for a moment, before quickly transforming his expression into a sinister and hungry malice.

"Get away...get away..."

I fled from the bathtub in a disheveled state, nearly slipping barefoot on the wet floor.

As I moved, something wet and slippery flowed down my thighs, itchy, like a worm crawling on my skin. I didn't have time to distinguish whether it was water or some other unspeakable liquid; I simply picked up his robe that he had thrown on the ground and wrapped myself tightly in it, frantically searching for my shoes.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

I had just escaped from the inner room when the man who had just come out of the tub grabbed me from behind like a wild beast and dragged me towards the bed.

Yun Heying's breath was heavy, and his continued silence terrified me more than the most vicious curses.

"Ah!"

I was thrown onto the bed with force, my slender body wrapped in his oversized robe, like a lotus root barely wrapped in a lotus leaf. My legs peeked out from under the robe as I struggled, and the gold-trimmed collar gradually slipped down my shoulders... My white flesh against the fiery red brocade was incredibly alluring. The man's face burned even more, but his gaze was cold and sharp.

Chapter 84 The Phantom Lover 2 [High H Caution]

"Yun Heying...you scared me, don't do this!"

As someone grabbed my collar from behind and ripped off my clothes, my naked body was exposed, and I couldn't help but beg for mercy, hoping that he could still retain a sliver of sobriety in his drunken state. To my surprise, the man completely disregarded my fear and grabbed my waist, continuing to kiss and suckle my body.

His lips were forceful, sucking so hard it hurt my skin. Every now and then, sharp teeth would sweep across my arm, biting it as if tasting it, leaving a lip-sized tooth mark behind.

"Mmm... ooh... ah..."

Kneeling on the bed, my position was lewd and shameful, like a female animal being ridden, completely at his mercy.

Yun Heying kissed my neck, my face, his tongue entwining with mine, sucking desperately until I trembled… His broad hands caressed my thighs upwards, finally grasping my buttocks and kneading the flesh like dough.

“Ah… ah…”

The man’s lust was as fierce as a storm, and soon I felt something hot and hard pressing against my lower body. As if deliberately toying with me, he reached out and grasped his penis, sweeping the large, rounded tip back and forth over my vulva, collecting the sweet-smelling fluid.

This almost rape-like act of intercourse terrified me; my vagina contracted, trying to escape, but he still forcefully held my buttocks and thrust in.

“Ah… ah ah…”

At first, he only inserted the head, perhaps because I was too scared, my passage tightened, making it difficult for him to move. But the excessive tightness only intensified his stimulation. Yun Heying's tightly closed lips finally parted slightly, letting out a groan. Then, holding my waist, he thrust even deeper into my flesh.

"Ugh...ugh..."

The moment my core was penetrated, I almost cried out in pain.

The thick penis felt like a giant wooden stick tearing open my body, making me feel both itchy and painful. My tender flesh walls were stretched to their limit. It wasn't exactly comfortable; the feeling of being forcibly possessed made me experience the powerlessness and shame of a weak person being conquered.

Soon, he began to move, thrusting repeatedly. His penis rubbed against my flower, swirling with sticky fluids, creating extremely lewd sounds.

"Slap...slap..."

The man's lower abdomen rhythmically slapped against my buttocks, making them tremble and ripple with white waves. I was completely dizzy from the penetration, my mouth watering. I turned around painfully, only to see Yun Heying's naked, muscular body, his thick, long penis thrusting repeatedly into my vagina, as if trying to tear me apart.

His handsome face was tense with self-control, but his bloodshot eyes showed that he was thoroughly enjoying the pleasure of intercourse.

The man's large hands controlled my body, his genitals invaded my flower, forcing me to do the most intimate thing with him without any resistance.

My tender flesh was pounded until it was dripping with juices, making "plop plop" sounds. I cried out "Ah...ah..." and could only use my hands to support my body so as not to fall awkwardly onto the sheets.

"Turn over..."

I thought this beastly position would continue until he finished, but before long, Yun Heying thrust hard a few more times and then pulled my arm, forcefully turning me over so that I was sitting with my back against the wall.

My legs were spread wide, my lower body was raised, and before I could even kick him a few times, I watched helplessly as he, one hand on the wall, grasped his swollen and reddened penis, twice its size, and entered me again.

"Ah... umm..."

The face-to-face position made me feel very awkward. Even in the past, when we half-heartedly engaged in intercourse and looked at each other's faces contorted with lust, I still felt ashamed, let alone this blatant rape.

But Yun Heying seemed completely unconcerned, thrusting violently while moving closer to my face, his gaze burning as he stared at me. His eyes were incredibly deep, seemingly hiding many unspeakable things...

After a while, the man seemed unable to resist something and leaned in, almost as if trying to kiss my cheek and lips. When I turned my head away and refused, his thin, fleshy lips immediately tightened into a line, and he thrust even harder into my crotch.

"Slow down... I beg you... Yun Heying... please slow down..."

My lower body was gradually going numb, a mix of pain and tingling that wasn't comfortable at all. Even if there was pleasure, it was only a sadistic kind of pleasure.

I pushed against his shoulders and begged him softly, but he bit my lip and pulled me into his arms, half-pressing my shoulder down. My breasts trembled and rubbed against his firm chest, and I could feel the man's strong heartbeat.

Perhaps my cries were really too pitiful, because the position with my legs open made my waist very sore, and my hamstrings were also throbbing from overstretching. Yun Heying probably took pity on me, and after a frenzied thrusting, he really slowed down, instead burying half of his penis inside me and gently twisting his waist and rubbing.

However, the good time didn't last long. Just as I was panting heavily, my wrists, which had been tightly gripping his muscles, relaxed and slid down his arm... The jade bracelet Ning Yuedong had given me accidentally irritated his skin due to its cool texture, causing the man's dark eyes to narrow. He then grabbed my wrist and slammed it against the wall, his lower body thrusting viciously again, making a series of wet, throbbing sounds as he penetrated me. "

Yun Heying... Ahh! Yun Heying!!!"

My body trembled violently. Every few thrusts, he would slam my hand against the wall. My wrist hurt so much, my back hurt so much, and my lower body hurt so much from being penetrated... But this bastard wouldn't let me go.

"Don't do this... It hurts so much... Yun Heying!! Ahh!!"

"..."

He ignored me, continuing to forcefully violate my body like a demon.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

I don't know how long I was tortured like this, but when the man finally ejaculated with a rough roar, my wrist was slammed down one last time. The jade bracelet on my wrist shattered, breaking into pieces that fell onto the brocade quilt. This priceless treasure had instantly become worthless.

"Huff...huff huff..."

Looking at me, my face streaked with tears, slumped in his arms like a lump of mud, Yun Heying, sweating profusely, slowly pressed me down.

Then, his lips kissed mine again, beginning a soothing, grinding, and sucking motion...

Chapter 85 The Intoxicating Pleasures 3

He seemed eager to kiss me, his lower body still half-erect inside me. His lips expertly parted my lips, then his tongue softly slipped in, slowly licking my palate. Like a wolfhound that had just eaten, he held me tenderly.

But I remained unresponsive, like a corpse, tears streaming from my eyes, my throat hoarse. I let him kiss me without reacting. My right hand slowly reached to the side, groping for a piece of broken jade.

"Begonia..."

After kissing me enough, Yun Heying raised his head, his eyes sparkling, as if he wanted to say something. But I didn't give him the chance.

"You!"

The moment the sharp end pressed against the fatal artery in his neck, disbelief flashed in the man's eyes, followed by immense disappointment.

"Let me go..."

As he froze in place, I slowly moved out from under him, forcing him to withdraw from my body.

"You want to kill me?"

His long eyebrows furrowed slightly, Yun Heying's drunkenness completely gone, even his flushed cheeks seemed to have turned pale.

"..."

Not knowing how to answer him, I could only remain silent.

I had no interest in ending his life; the only purpose of this impulsive act was to prove that I wasn't really that cheap, that I could do whatever I wanted to anyone who was forceful.

"So what if you kill me? The entire Yun mansion is mine; you still won't escape."

After a moment of anger, Yun Heying, accustomed to big scenes, quickly calmed down. From the moment he opened his mouth to speak, I knew he wasn't truly drunk, or rather, so drunk that he wouldn't even know he had raped someone.

So, whether it was this time or the last time… it's all possible he was just pretending to be drunk. He was just playing me for a fool.

"That's true…"

A pang of pain shot through me, and a bitter smile immediately appeared on my lips. Then, I twisted my wrist, the tip now pressed against my neck.

"Haitang… don't do anything you'll regret."

The changes were far faster than Yun Heying had imagined. Actually—and faster than I had either.

I didn't understand why I was so stubborn today, so unwilling to let this person look down on me. When I was struggling to make a living, I was always a pragmatic hero. As long as I could survive, as long as I had food to eat, I would steal, rob, or even kill. If we're talking about integrity, I would never stoop so low as to jump into the sea to deceive people.

But today I acted impulsively, I was determined to gamble with this pride.

"Haitang!!!"

A stubborn, unyielding spirit drove me, making me grit my teeth and arrogantly stare at Yun Heying opposite me, forcefully slashing my wrist downwards.

However, this violent movement didn't draw a single drop of blood. At the crucial moment, Yun Heying slapped me, completely turning my head to the side, and my wrist slash missed entirely.

"..."

Damn, that hurts.

The dangerous item in my hand was quickly snatched away and thrown to the ground, rendered useless. The man frantically pulled me into his arms, one hand tightly holding me, the other gripping my neck as if he hadn't managed to kill me with his bare hands.

"You woman... this stubborn, insane temper will get you killed sooner or later!!"

This bastard even had the nerve to yell at me.

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