[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 19

Chapter 38 Like an Old Friend Returns 1

As soon as Nie Feng left, my mind started racing.

Where did he go? Whose fate did he obey? And who will he harm...? Could it be that he's going to kill Yuan Weijiu again?

Yuan Weijiu... Ninth

Uncle.

Thinking of that name, I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. My mind was blank; it seemed like it had been a long time since I'd remembered this person.

Ninth Uncle won't die, although I have no doubt that Nie Feng has the ability to kill him. But for some reason, I have a strong premonition that, at least this time, Yuan Weijiu won't die so easily at anyone's hands.

Compared to that, Yun Heying, who doesn't know martial arts and has been coerced by that bastard Liu Yan into doing something terrible, is more worrying.

"Haitang... Little Haitang, is that you?"

Just as I was struggling with this, a faint voice called out from the usually gloomy and silent dungeon. With a "thud," upon hearing that familiar voice, the pancake I was holding slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. My eyes widened instantly, unable to believe what I had just heard.

"Who is it..."

Fearing that rashly calling out that name would cause unnecessary trouble, I tentatively followed the source of the voice, finally crouching down tremblingly by the stone wall on the far right.

"Haitang, it's me..."

Upon receiving my response, the person's voice clearly brightened, increasing in volume.

"Uncle Ji?! It really is you!

For a moment, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After wandering for so long, receiving both care and humiliation, this was the first time I had reunited with someone who was at least half a relative—especially Uncle Ji, whom I had worried about for so long, whose fate was unknown.

"Uncle Ji, you're still alive—how are you...where are you?" "

I frantically searched every corner of the stone wall, only to find a thin crack in this incredibly hard barrier, utterly impenetrable to light. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't glimpse anything about the other side of the stone cell.

'Thank goodness... Uncle has been looking for you, Little Begonia, where are you?'"

The man's deep, slightly hoarse voice added a layer of joy to our reunion, but I could still tell that behind his attempts to hide it, he must have suffered a great deal. "

Uncle Ji..."

I didn't know how to answer his current situation, my lips trembling, and I couldn't help but give a bitter smile.

Was I doing well or not...? The bitterness in my heart was truly indescribable. As for him, this time it was truly a case of searching high and low only to find it effortlessly.

"Haitang, Uncle is here, don't cry, don't cry..."

Perhaps sensing my sob, even this usually strong and bold man couldn't help but panic. After stammering for a while, he finally said to me in a hoarse voice with great difficulty:

"Child, Uncle is here, I heard everything... It's really, I'm so sorry you had to go through all this..."

It would have been better if he hadn't said that, because of this comforting word, I blushed deeply at the moment when I was overwhelmed with sorrow and self-pity.

"Uncle...you...what did you hear..."

My heart was pounding wildly. I thought of Nie Feng, and then of Liu Yan...the things they did to me, the things they said...not a single one of them could be heard by a human...I almost wanted to bury myself in the ground.

"Ahem..."

Perhaps only then did he realize that he might have said something he shouldn't have. Ji Sha coughed lightly to cover up their embarrassment. After a while, as if remembering something, he changed the subject.

"Girl, that Liu guy knows some evil magic. It's very strange. You have to be careful when you're with him."

"...Uncle Ji, did you see something?"

Hearing him say this, I didn't care about being embarrassed anymore and immediately pricked up my ears to listen carefully.

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"I can't say for sure, but when the coastal defense soldiers stormed the Ghost King, it was a brat with medium-length hair who looked like a demon who led the way. That Liu guy followed behind, and wherever he went, the brothers would strangely fall down, without even getting his clothes wet." "They were unconscious but not injured, but when they woke up, they were all vomiting black liquid, as if they had been poisoned."

"But you know what, that black-clad kid's martial arts are genuine, no doubt about it. Only Ghost Commander himself could restrain him. It's just that the Coast Guard Governor... I have a feeling our boss knows him... otherwise, he wouldn't have shown mercy everywhere, letting him bully us without killing him."

After hearing this, I was truly shocked. The black-clad kid he mentioned was undoubtedly Nie Feng. But I didn't expect Liu Yan, who always liked to manipulate others from behind, to personally take action, and I didn't expect Yuan Weijiu might know him.

No way...

they are clearly two people who have nothing in common, even if they meet, they are sworn enemies who cannot be tolerated by soldiers and bandits, how could even Uncle Ji see that Yuan Weijiu was showing mercy?

"I can't be sure about that... he also brought troops to harass us once before." You were doing our old business on another merchant ship back then, so you probably don't know. At the time, Liu Yan didn't seem aggressive; he was just a spoiled young master pretending to be fighting bandits. We didn't take him seriously. But then, somehow, a girl died—rumored to be some kind of concubine. From then on, he went berserk like a mad dog, relentlessly attacking us. Heaven knows how much he liked that girl. "

When Uncle Ji said that, some things slowly came to mind. The concubine of the dead Ding—could it be Liu Yan's ninth wife, born in the escort agency and later favored by the former crown prince?

It shouldn't be like that…

Given Liu Yan's character of using others for his own benefit, it would be understandable if the former crown prince were still in power and he killed Yuan Weijiu to curry favor with him. But now the throne has obviously changed, so who is he trying to impress with these thankless acts?

"Strange…so strange…"

As Liu Yan's fourteenth wife, I didn't feel the slightest bit of jealousy when I heard that he was crazy for another woman. Instead, I couldn't believe that my ninth uncle would kill a woman.

"Little Begonia, don't think about it anymore, let's quickly figure out how to get out of this hellhole."

Hearing about leaving, I immediately became dejected.

Leave?

No one would want to leave this prison that made me a sex slave more than me. But how easy is it… I've been here for so many days, and I've thought of every possible way. Now, apart from Liu Yan actually letting me go, there's almost no other way to escape.

"Haitang..."

"Hmm?"

Ji Sha spoke cautiously, making me raise my head blankly.

"How about... you try seducing that guy surnamed Liu again? He likes you a lot, doesn't he? You can knock him out while he's asleep, and then use that opportunity to escape."

I almost spat out a mouthful of blood, cursing under my breath, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

"Uncle Ji, is this how an elder should speak?!"

I wanted to cry...

The Uncle Ji I remembered was a carefree, rugged, and righteous hero who treated me like a daughter, but now he's trying to push me into a fire pit for his own life.

"Sigh, how could that be, silly child? Even if I die, I would never let you do such a thing. I was just afraid you'd overthink things, so I was just teasing you a little."

A rustling sound came from the other side, as if the tall man had lost his strength due to a certain posture and sat down against the wall.

"Don't worry, Ghost General will come to save us."

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"He won't."

I didn't care whether my unwavering certainty would surprise Uncle Ji. My first reaction after hearing this was to sneer—and it was a particularly cold one.

"Haitang?"

The man seemed to sense the decisiveness and sinister tone in my words and was somewhat at a loss.

"If he would come, he wouldn't have pushed me off the boat in the first place, and I wouldn't be in this state today."

I grabbed the stone wall in front of me angrily, my chest heaving rapidly as I recalled too many unpleasant memories.

"Begonia..."

Silence fell quickly behind the stone wall, and this untimely silence made me feel even more stifled. Uncle Ji's silence was tacit agreement; he had been listening behind the wall for so long and should know how difficult and degrading my situation was. And all of this was thanks to Yuan Weijiu's palm strike back then.

Sacrificing me to save the lives of everyone on the ship was perhaps the best choice for him as captain. However, as the one sacrificed, I couldn't remain indifferent.

"What are you doing standing there?"

Just then, the cell door was pushed open from the outside. I was startled, and my palms immediately became sweaty. Fortunately, Ji Sha and I had stopped talking in time because we remembered something unpleasant, otherwise, the sensitive and suspicious Liu Yan would easily have discovered that we had been in contact...

"Nothing, my back ached from sitting for so long, so I got up to take a walk."

Gently brushing aside the long hair hanging over my shoulder, I coughed and subtly left the place where Uncle Ji and I had been. Hearing Liu Yan's voice, he wisely retreated.

What a close call…

“Ha, you spineless coward. So many people would love to do nothing all day and still crave this, and you complain about your back aching after being given such a life.”

Perhaps his acting was too convincing; Liu Yan clearly hadn't noticed the little secret between Ji Sha and me.

“If you're just uncomfortable, why don't you try being locked up here too?”

I glanced at him with displeasure and walked to the only small window that let in light, further diverting his attention. But the moment I actually faced the window, I found myself lost in thought—

less than ten days in this cage, yet my heart felt as if it had aged ten years. Unconsciously, I reached out, letting my slender, pale fingers feel the warmth of the sun.

Spring, what a beautiful season. Vast fields of flowers bloom freely and wildly in the mountains and fields, willow catkins flutter in the air, and babbling brooks sparkle with vibrant life.

My life should have been this bright; what broke my wings, turning me into this lonely, helpless caged bird?

"What are you thinking about, you idiot?"

Just as I was lost in thought, the man surnamed Liu, not wanting to be left out, suddenly appeared in front of me, pressing down on the back of my head with annoyance at being ignored, forcing me to look up at him.

Looking at his handsome yet wicked face, a mischievous urge suddenly arose within me. On a whim, I pursed my lips and gave him an extremely alluring smile, gazing at him with bewitching eyes, and said in a coquettish tone,

"My lord, do you think I'm beautiful?"

The obsequious man before me froze at my action. Just as I was feeling smug, I saw his long, slender eyes narrow slightly, then his sword-like eyebrows shot up, leaving me with only three words—

"Crazy."

"Damn it..."

This jerk.

"You..."

I was a little angry, opening my mouth to curse. But before my lips could even open, the man's warm, wet lips descended, forcefully silencing my trembling mouth.

"Hey... um..."

Startled by his sudden, wolfish kiss, I tried to struggle, but Liu Yan was like a madman, his arms wrapped tightly around me like snakes, as if he wanted to crush me. My legs went weak involuntarily, and I could only succumb to his demands like a rag doll. How could I possibly enjoy it with my hands? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male anime virgin physical sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter

"Ugh... mmm..."

The man closed his eyes, his crimson tongue entwining around me. He forced my tongue to intertwine with his, brushing and licking each other's mouths and taste buds. His tongue tip pried open my teeth, brushing them one by one, then nimbly sliding back and forth across my upper jaw.

I felt like I had a mudfish in my mouth, unable to see or spit it out, saliva dripping from my open mouth as I kept saying,

"Liu... enough..."

In the end, I was almost breathless from his kisses. I pleaded, pushing hard against the man's chest, finally managing to push him away just before I was about to suffocate. Looking at the silvery strands of saliva still connected between our backs, my face flushed red and then paled; I wished I could just die.

"Hua Hua, don't seduce me anymore, you hear me?"

I said, my breath ragged, uttering this warning. After the kiss, Liu Yan's eyes shone brightly, sparkling with a light that left me bewildered.

"Damn it, when did I seduce you! And who's Hua Hua???"

I asked angrily, clearly annoyed by the new name he'd made up for me.

"Hua Hua is you, isn't your name Hai Tang? Hai Tang is a flower, isn't it..."

I strongly suspected that the angrier I got, the happier this wicked man would be. Seeing me about to stomp my feet in anger, Liu Yan seemed quite pleased, teasingly stroking my cheek with his fingers.

"Go to hell, you're the one with the flowery name, that's a dog's name—"

"Dog? Aren't you a dog?"

Hearing my description, the man sneered and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"What are you doing!"

Suddenly, my wrist was roughly grabbed and I was pulled in front of him. Liu Yan's gaze turned fierce as he stared at me. This sudden outburst of malice left me feeling utterly bewildered.

"Whichever man likes you, you like that man. Whichever man is nice to you, you fawn over. What is this if not dog-like behavior?"

"Are you crazy?"

Looking at the man who was just kissing me so passionately that we were practically glued together, now turning on me faster than flipping through a book, I felt like I had suffered internal injuries.

"But it's good, it's precisely because of your puppy-like, adorable personality that my 'Ten Strokes' have been progressing so smoothly."

With a change of tone, the violent aura on Liu Yan's face gradually subsided.

"You..."

"Nie Feng isn't here right now, are you terribly lonely? But I'm being kind today, bringing an old friend to meet you. If you want to leave, follow me."

With that, he abruptly released me, as if I were some kind of filthy thing. He strode forward, completely disregarding whether I lived or died behind him.

"An old friend...?"

I murmured the word, hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward.

Regardless of whether this old friend was right or wrong, it was good to be out of this damned dungeon. Uncle Ji, wait for me to come back for you!

I followed behind Liu Yan, as if afraid he might suddenly change his mind, and rushed out of the stone cell. The joy of seeing the light of day intensified when I was suddenly exposed to the glaring light. Although I had to squint to adjust to the brightness outside, after spending so long in that dark, hellish place, the gentle spring breeze felt wonderful, as if I had entered a fairyland.

"Wow...this is so good..."

Like a corpse that had come back to life, I didn't care that there was a grumpy, arrogant bastard watching me strangely. I followed my heart and spread my arms and spun around in the garden several times.

"Damn it...I almost forgot what it looks like outside..."

Perhaps it had been a long time since I had been this excited, and the vigorous exercise followed by exhaustion. I knelt down on the fluffy, tender green grass, feeling dizzy. The spring breeze tousled my long hair, but couldn't soothe my stinging eyes.

I sniffled, and pathetically shed a few tears, even mocking myself.

"Oh, suddenly so fragile? Hua Hua, this isn't like you..."

Liu Yan, who had been watching this farce for a while, finally couldn't resist his sarcastic nature and spoke coldly.

I kept my head down, silent, while he impatiently pulled me up from the ground, even feigning concern as he brushed the grass off my knees.

"Playing the victim won't work. As long as I'm sure it will benefit me, I'll still lock you up and serve Nie Feng without hesitation."

I glared at him, hatred already burning in my eyes. But clearly, Liu Yan didn't care about others' hatred; a hint of smugness even flickered in his long, dark eyes.

"So you need to work twice as hard to prove you're more useful to me outside than inside. That's the only way you can get out of this cage."

"Understand, little girl?" "

...So many people have died, why aren't you dead?"

I cursed fiercely, shaking off his hand that was still lingering on my waist.

"Heh..."

"Let's go, that person is still waiting for you. Instead of throwing a tantrum here, be smart and do something that will help you."

My desperate counterattack was obviously as light as a feather to this man. Seeing my disgust at his touch, Liu Yan didn't insist anymore and continued to walk forward with his imposing official gait.

"Damn it..."

I really wanted to kick him from behind, but gritting my teeth, I weakly chased after him.

An old friend...?

Damn it, who is it?

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"It's you..."

He was already standing in the hall of the Governor's Mansion's villa. I stared in astonishment at the man sitting on the pearwood chair drinking tea, and for a moment I almost turned to stone.

"Who are you?"

Upon seeing me, the other person's bright black eyes widened in confusion, clearly not immediately recognizing me. But after a short while, their thin, rosy lips parted slightly in surprise.

"The prostitute who seduced my elder brother?"

I stammered.

"Here, drink this."

Seeing the hurt look on my face, Liu Yan smirked, took a bowl of orange-red soup from the maid, and handed it to the bewildered Yun Zhengyue without a word.

"What is this, cousin? You brought me here just to drink this? Where's Ling Xia? Didn't you say she was here too?"

Looking around for his lover, Yun Zhengyue clearly didn't take my presence seriously. Thinking back to the bowl of talismanic water he drank that day, I now felt it was an invaluable treasure. Not only could it make him completely forget me, but it could even make him act as if he had never seen me before.

"Don't worry about it, just drink it. I'll tell you when you're done."

A glint of light flashed in Liu Yanjian's eyes as she squinted.

If it were me, I'd rather drink poison than drink what Liu Yanjian offered.

However, even though Yun Zhengyue had lost his memory, he was still just as foolish. I saw him blink twice with his dark eyes, and although he was puzzled, he still took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Watching the orange-red juice flow down his handsome thin lips, I felt a wave of nausea, and a vague sense of foreboding churned in my stomach. ...

As expected, after drinking only half of the strange soup, Yun Zhengyue suddenly felt as if an invisible finger had grabbed his neck, his eyes widening in horror. The porcelain bowl in his hand slipped and shattered on the ground. Seeing this, Liu Yan seemed to have anticipated it, quickly grabbing Yun Zhengyue's wrist and forcibly subduing him.

Struggling several times but unable to move, Yun Zhengyue's eyes turned bloodshot, his lips parted in gasps for breath, writhing in pain like a fish suddenly thrown ashore.

"Bear with it, it'll be over soon." The man with narrow

eyes still held him tightly, his expression chillingly cold.

Watching this cruel and bizarre scene, a chill ran down my spine. I didn't know what Liu Yan was up to, but I could sense that this time, I wouldn't get away with it.

"Ah...ah..."

Soon, Yun Zhengyue began to scream in agony, the sound shaking the roof beams.

I retreated step by step, everything before me filling me with terror. Whatever they wanted, I just wished I could fly and disappear, to get as far away from here as possible. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. Before I could even step out the door, I heard a familiar, chilling voice calling from behind—

"Haitang, where are you going?"

"..."

Second Brother Yun...

stiffly turned around. Yun Zhengyue was no longer controlled by Liu Yan, but was breathing heavily, her face as white as paper, yet her eyes fixed on me with a sinister glint. Her expression, her gaze, her slightly clenched fists—it was as if she wanted to tear me apart.

"Speak up! Long time no see. Have you gone mute since you saw your second brother?"

Perhaps my fear displeased him. Yun Zhengyue, his face cold, slowly approached me like a walking corpse.

I didn't know how to face him, what to say… I just felt terrified, my mind a jumble. Had he suddenly regained his memories? What kind of sorcery did Liu Yan use on him to make him lose and regain his memories so frequently?

More importantly, what was he trying to achieve by suddenly waking him up? Did he think I wasn't miserable enough already?

"Ah!"

Seeing Yun Zhengyue reach out to grab me, I couldn't take it anymore and started running.

Why was I running? Where was I running to? I didn't know. The only thing I knew was that the hatred and murderous intent in Yun Zhengyue's eyes were like a demon, relentlessly pursuing me.

"No! No! Let me go!!"

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all, the other party knew martial arts, and with my meager strength, how could I possibly compete with a strong, seven-foot-tall man?

In the end, Yun Zhengyue grabbed me like a chicken and pressed me against the wall of the corridor. I looked up at him fearfully, seeing his face, which still looked the same but now bore a trace of bitterness and vicissitude. My heart pounded with anxiety, like a child who had done something wrong, not knowing what punishment awaited me.

"Why are you running? You really don't want to see me..."

Grabbing my wrists and pressing me firmly against the wall behind me, Yun Zhengyue lowered his head and pressed his forehead against mine, asking in a sinister tone.

"Yun Zhengyue..."

I managed to squeeze out his name with incredible difficulty, only then realizing how heavy and unfamiliar those three words felt to me now.

"You got married, huh?"

Yun Zhengyue rubbed his forehead against mine maliciously, his strength almost breaking my wrists.

"After seducing my eldest brother, you ran off to marry my cousin. You've got quite the tricks up your sleeve, haven't you? Have you forgotten who your first man was...? Hmm..."

He whispered these chilling accusations into my ear, each word a sharp, unsettling sound. I knew he always resented me, but perhaps because I was so used to his calm and collected demeanor after his amnesia, the sudden reappearance of that resentful Yun Zhengyue was almost unbearable.

"You really regained your memories...?"

I stared at him in disbelief, but when I met his eyes—eyes that should have been sparkling like stars but were now filled with melancholy—I felt a pang of sadness.

How pitiful...

Why did I suddenly feel so guilty?

"What do you think?"

He released my hands and turned away coldly.

"I..."

I rubbed my wrist in pain, standing awkwardly behind him, cautiously watching him. Yun Zhengyue stared blankly into the distance, his handsome face contorted with pain, lost in thought.

"What's wrong..."

After a long silence, I finally reached out, worried and afraid, and gently tugged at his sleeve.

"What, you actually care about me?"

Yun Zhengyue finally snapped out of his reverie. But a thick layer of resentment, like a ghost possessing him, quickly enveloped him, causing me great distress.

"Of course... I care about you."

I spoke the truth.

Even though I didn't love him, even though I hadn't treated him well at all, after everything we'd been through, a tiny bit of conscience had finally stirred within me. They say people only desperately reminisce about the past when things are bad. After experiencing Nie Feng's domineering nature and Liu Yan's cold-bloodedness, of course I would miss the Yun Zhengyue who had once disregarded everything for me.

"Hmph, stop with your pretense."

However, my sincerity received no response from him. Frowning as if scrutinizing something amusing, Yun Zhengyue looked at me for a long time before lifting my chin and saying disdainfully,

"I originally thought losing my memories of you would make me feel better, but I never expected the pain to be even greater after regaining them. Haitang, you like everyone, you can accept anyone, as long as they seduce you, force you, you'll be with them. But it's just me... no matter how hard I try, I can't win your heart, I can't even have you."

"..."

"Surprised, aren't you, that I'll regain my memories one day."

His dark eyes began to glaze over again, as if covered by a layer of frost.

"..."

"I made a promise with my cousin that he can let me regain my memories whenever he feels the time is right. Sometimes, only by losing your memory can you see things more clearly."

The fingers gripping my chin tightened, and I felt a sharp pain from his pinch. But I could only purse my lips, unable to utter a single word of rebuttal.

So...

was the whole thing just a trap?

Yun Zhengyue never intended to lose his memories, nor did he ever really intend to let me go. He was testing me, probing me, even retaliating against me. He was using my amnesiac attitude towards him to hurt me, to make me suffer.

Yun Zhengyue, I really underestimated your persistence towards me…

“They say the opposite of love is hate, and that’s absolutely true.”

Reaching out to gently pat my face, Yun Zhengyue suddenly smiled.

“Don’t worry, now that I’ve regained my memories, I won’t let you have it easy. I will use all my power to make you and your men regret it to death…”

“Including my elder brother.”

“Liu Yan is using you, can’t you see that?” His

heartbroken words exposed the despicable nature of the manipulator behind the scenes. I resentfully hoped he would wake up and not become a tool for others to achieve their ambitions.

“So what? As long as I can make you suffer, I’ll be happy.”

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“Is it worth it?”

I asked coldly.

“No…”

I had expected him to answer decisively, but unexpectedly, the man smiled bitterly, his words filled with unspeakable helplessness and desolation.

"But I hate you, I hate you to the bone."

"..."

In an instant, all the anger and anxiety vanished.

In the distance, I saw Liu Yan standing expressionlessly, looking this way, like a supreme dictator, controlling everyone's fate. He had drawn everyone into his pre-set game, making us kill each other, or like moths to a flame.

Suddenly, Yun Heying appeared beside him. The man looked at us pale-faced, his fiery red clothes carrying a mysterious ominous air. His shoulders slumped, his fists clenched, revealing an unprecedented reluctance and helplessness.

"Yun Heying!"

I cried out, trying to run towards him. But Yun Zhengyue grabbed me violently, almost tearing my arm off.

"Trying to die!"

He shook me roughly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Haitang!"

At the same time I was grabbed by Yun Zhengyue, Liu Yan also restrained her movements. The narrow-eyed beast, seemingly intimate but actually controlling, wrapped his arm around his shoulder, whispering something in his ear.

Yun Heying listened quietly, his tall figure trembling slightly. Finally, I saw him move his lips and utter two difficult words—

"Okay..."

"..."

I wanted to cry.

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"Go in!"

He pushed and shoved me into an unfamiliar room. I slumped into a chair, only then realizing that this place belonged to a side courtyard of the Governor's Mansion. Usually, no one came here, but it was unexpectedly close to the place where I and Uncle Ji were imprisoned.

I secretly recalled the marks I had secretly left when I came out, wondering if there was really a possibility of going back to rescue them.

"What are you thinking about? You'll be living here with me from now on."

Ignoring my rambling thoughts, Yun Zhengyue started taking off his clothes as soon as he entered. He looked very tired, his deep eyes pitifully dim. In a short while, the man was only wearing a thin pair of underpants.

Seeing me staring blankly at his half-naked body, he impatiently scolded me.

"What are you standing there for? Tell someone to bring me bathwater."

"Oh..."

Only after receiving the order did I realize I could come and go as I pleased, and I immediately tried to run away. But the man swiftly grabbed my long hair.

"Ouch!"

I turned around in pain, and before I could even understand what was happening, Yun Zhengyue pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately.

"Mmm..."

I never expected him to kiss me so suddenly; it felt strange after so long. Kissing and touching wouldn't normally be a problem, but during the kiss, he kept his eyes open, staring intently at me as if trying to see right through me.

"Mmm..."

I felt uneasy under his gaze; his kiss felt different than before. It wasn't affectionate, more like punishment. His burning lips tormented me, causing pain, numbness, and an indescribable fear...

"Huff..."

After a long, long time, just as my lips were numb with pain, Yun Zhengyue finally released me, panting heavily.

"It's been so long since I kissed you like this..."

he said softly, reaching out to wipe the saliva from my lips.

"Am I not good enough? Why can't you like me..." " ..." "Haitang..." "I'm a person too. I didn't torture myself like this just to call you 'sister-in-law'...

" " Haitang ..." "Don't you know..." Chapter 43: The Storm Rises Again 1 I fled in panic. Faced with Yun Zhengyue's heart-wrenching and deeply affectionate questioning, I felt a lump in my throat, unable to answer a single word. I could only break free from those tormenting shackles and run wildly out the door. Please, don't say you love me anymore. You know perfectly well I can't reciprocate your love, so why do you still recklessly fall into it? I ran to a withered, neglected tree and crouched down, heartbroken. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I finally wiped them away forcefully with the back of my hand. I thought of Yuan Weijiu, of my love for him, unable to deceive myself from imagining that he, too, was tormented by my love, yet equally heartless. Who says love is the most beautiful thing in the world? If one clings on tightly, and the other desperately tries to escape, that's not love, it's pain… "Caw… caw…" A black crow on a withered branch seemed to sense the gloom in my heart and suddenly cawed in alarm. Its cry sent a chill down my spine; I couldn't help but rub my arms and stand up. Looking around suspiciously, I realized that the courtyard was unusually desolate, unlike what one would expect from the Governor-General's residence. It resembled a long-abandoned rural inn deep in the mountains. How terrifying— it was supposed to be a vibrant spring, yet I had a chilling feeling. "Whoosh..." "Whoa?!" Suddenly, something seemed to flutter past behind me. I screamed in fright, jumped up, and quickly turned around to look around warily, but found nothing unusual except for a faint spring breeze. "Whoosh..." "Ah!!" Just as I was still confused, another gust of cold wind followed by a flash of dark shadow behind me. I turned around again, but still couldn't see a trace of anyone. "Damn... this place isn't haunted, is it..." My initial melancholy vanished instantly in this supernatural situation. Not forgetting that I had come out to fetch bathwater for Yun Zhengyue, I suddenly longed for a living person by my side and hurriedly ran towards where the maids usually stayed. "Why are you taking so long? Are you trying to freeze me to death?" By the time the steaming hot bathwater arrived, Yun Zhengyue was clearly impatient. But I knew the anger on his handsome face was a facade; the real reason for his anger was my avoidance of his affectionate confession earlier. "It's here now, hurry up and wash." Still shaken by the supernatural event I'd just experienced, I helped the awkward Yun Zhengyue into the tub. I stood beside him, watching him bathe, not wanting to leave his side. "Do you want to bathe with me?" Perhaps my unusual appearance made him realize I wasn't lustful, but rather preoccupied, and he frowned as he asked. "Ah? No, no need..." I scratched my head awkwardly, waving my hand sheepishly. "Then get out, don't stand here in my way." With a "smack," a wet towel was thrown squarely at my face. Soaked in bathwater, I realized how inappropriate my behavior was and quickly slipped out. "Splash—splash—" Sitting on the bed in the inner room, hugging my knees, I listened to Yun Zhengyue's bathing sounds in a daze, as if I had escaped reality. Time passed little by little. He went from bathing to drying himself, and then to instructing people to prepare dinner. I ate with him, watched with him, and after the sun set, I fell asleep beside him like a puppet. For some reason, I felt increasingly uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen. That night, it was pitch black. The only thing that accompanied me was the man's even breathing. Just then, I felt a familiar scent of wine waft towards me. A warm, rough hand gently touched my face, and someone whispered in my ear: "Little Begonia, long time no see—" My heart shattered... Chapter 44 The Storm Rises Again 2 "Wake up!" I clutched the blankets tightly, trying to escape the evil touch of the person I hadn't seen for so long, but in the end, I felt a burning pain on my face. I opened my eyes abruptly and found Yun Zhengyue, dressed in his undergarments, slapping my face hard with a frown, as if he had just been disturbed from his sleep by something annoying. "Ugh..." My face hurt from his slaps, and I realized that everything that had happened was just a dream. That makes sense, how could Yuan Weijiu be here? Even if she were here, she wouldn't just randomly end up in my and Yun Zhengyue's bed. He watched me, looking like a lunatic, sometimes forcing a bitter smile, sometimes letting out a long sigh. Yun Zhengyue kept his brows furrowed, his deep black eyes radiating an unfriendly light. "What's wrong with you, staying up all night?" he suddenly snapped. "I... I had a nightmare..." Startled by his shout, I forced a smile and instinctively tucked the blanket around myself, moving closer to the wall to make room for him. Ever since Yun Zhengyue regained his memories, he's been like a completely different person. He lacked both the innocent tenderness of when we first met and the charming diligence that followed his amnesia; instead, he radiated a thick aura of resentment. It kept me on edge, terrified of saying or doing something wrong that would trigger a volcanic eruption that would reduce me to ashes… “Doing too many bad things will naturally lead to nightmares,” the man said dismissively, his eyes practically saying, “Serves you right.” “Hey… don’t be like that, okay? I didn’t offend you…” I wanted to defend myself, but seeing his increasingly grim expression, I decided to be sensible and shut my mouth. He was stronger than me; if a fight broke out, I would definitely suffer. But clearly, I realized this far too late. “You didn’t offend me? Ha!”

"How dare you say that!"

"..."

Ugh, why are you suddenly grabbing me?!

"Haitang, do you feel wronged right now, like you're not doing well at all? Let me tell you, you brought all this on yourself, you deserve it."

The man's slender fingers pointed rudely at my face, and he began to grin maliciously.

"You're the one who gave up a good life to pursue a life of wandering. You're the one who rejected the person who liked you to chase after a hopeless love! Ask yourself, don't you deserve it? You could die a thousand times and it wouldn't be enough to repay this debt!"

"..."

"Is it really necessary to do this..."

Listening to Yun Zhengyue's words, each one like a knife, I felt even worse than if he had slapped me twice in the face.

Is this still the Yun Erge who lived and died for me? I know I've wronged him, but I never expected him to hate me like this... He's deliberately trying to take me with him to die...

"You ask me if it's necessary... Ha, I want to ask myself that too..."

After the malicious grin, there was only helpless and resentful self-mockery. He rubbed his stiff, handsome face hard with his large, calloused hands. For a long while, Yun Zhengyue buried his face in his palms, seemingly in pain.

Just as I was filled with fear and helplessness, he suddenly turned to look at me. His gaze was like a knife, sharp enough that I will never forget it.

"Since you woke me up, let's do some hypnotic things."

Without a word, he pulled me out of the covers and pinned me down, his breath growing heavier as he spoke coldly.

"Ugh..."

I really wanted to refuse, because I had absolutely no right to sleep with him now. After everything that had happened, the last bit of tenderness between us had long since vanished, leaving only unexpressed fear and hatred.

How could a man filled with hatred and a woman filled only with fear ever be intertwined again?

But Yun Zhengyue didn't care about any of that; his movements as he undressed me were still quick and practiced. I had reason to believe that he just wanted to punish me. By torturing my body, he made me feel how lowly and insignificant I was in front of him…

Chapter 45 Reliving Old Dreams 1

“What, giving me a face of resignation? Is sleeping with me that unbearable for you, hmm?”

Seeing me resignedly opening my eyes and expressionlessly letting him rub me, Yun Zhengyue kissed me for a while and then stopped. He supported himself on his arms, hovering above me, his dark eyes looking at me thoughtfully.

“I’m just very sad, Yun Zhengyue, I pity you, and I pity myself even more…”

Before I could finish speaking, my eyes were already stinging. When the tears finally slid down my cheeks, my voice became a heavy nasal tone.

“Pity me?”

“Ha, you’re right, I am very pitiful.”

His large, warm hand gently wiped away my tears, and the man buried his head in my neck, saying in a muffled voice.

“Yun Zhengyue, why did we become like this…”

My mind replayed the details of our first meeting like a revolving lantern. For a moment, I began to believe that I had once had feelings for him. I'm not heartless, and it's not like I haven't been moved by his kindness. But why, why couldn't we be together?

"Maybe it's because—"

Warm lips brushed against my neck, and suddenly, something wet dripped onto my shoulder, then slid down my neck, causing a sharp pain in my heart. Was

he crying?

"Feelings can't replace everything."

As if he could read my mind, the man spoke softly with the same nasal tone.

"..."

"Haitang, you don't love me enough, or rather, you've never loved me at all. Yuan Weijiu was just an excuse for you to reject me. Even with him, you still accepted my older brother, even with all sorts of flimsy reasons. But you only needed one sentence to reject me—"

"No matter how good you are, it's useless, you don't have me in your heart..."

"..."

I sobbed uncontrollably...

"Don't cry, it's okay if you don't love me, I've accepted that fact."

Lifting his head from my neck, I saw his complicated smile.

"We're even, because I don't love you anymore. I, Yun Zhengyue, will never love a woman who doesn't love me; I'll only hate..."

"Don't even think about getting rid of me so easily, don't think you can fool me into letting you go with a few tears. If I can't have you, no one else can. If all else fails, I can kill you with my own hands, then commit suicide. You can go to hell and have fun with those men then."

"..."

Only now did I realize that Yun Zhengyue was such a person who dared to love and hate. They say the opposite of love is hate, and the deeper the love, the deeper the hate. Looking at it this way, I understand now just how much he loved me.

So, there was once a man in this world who loved me to death...

"Hold me!"

In the moment of my stunned silence, he suddenly commanded rudely.

Obediently, I wrapped my arms around his neck, his strong body pressed tightly against my frail body. I looked at him, and he looked at me.

The moment our eyes met, his lips fell heavily, kissing me with the most lingering tenderness. My lips were being brutally pressed against his, burning with a pain as if they were being shredded.

"Hold me...hold me!"

There were no sweet words, no tender calls. At the height of passion, Yun Zhengyue thrust forcefully into my body, immediately beginning to pump incessantly.

I was being violently pounded by him, my lower body both hot and painful. He kept calling my name, but only wanted me to hold him, and hold him again...

I thought this almost self-destructive lovemaking would continue until we were completely exhausted. However, just then, a clear whistling sound, all too familiar to us, came from outside.

The whistling sound was open and sharp, its menacing aura piercing the quiet night sky and vibrating the eardrums of everyone in the Governor's Mansion.

"Yuan Weijiu...!"

Just as things were reaching their most passionate moment, Yun Zhengyue suddenly stopped. A handsome face covered in sweat stared menacingly out the window, his large hand gripping my shoulder tightly around my collarbone as if afraid I would run away.

"Ouch..."

The man's nails almost dug into my flesh, and I screamed, completely bewildered. The man on top of me glared at me fiercely before releasing me, grabbing a piece of clothing to throw on, and charging out with his sword.

"Where are you going!"

Thank goodness my conscience hadn't completely vanished, preventing me from thinking of rushing to see my beloved Uncle Nine. Instead, I worried that Yun Zhengyue running off like this was practically suicide.

By the time I finally dressed and caught up, the secluded courtyard was already heavily surrounded by countless soldiers carrying torches.

Liu Yan stood in the center of the soldiers, clearly well protected. A sinister and ruthless smile, like a mask, clung to his cold, handsome face, while his eyes gleamed with the predatory hunger of a hawk hunting its prey.

I followed his gaze, though I was somewhat prepared. But the moment my eyes met those of the black-clad man sitting in the tree, drinking from a sheepskin flask with an air of aloofness and unbridled freedom, my heart felt like it had been crushed, a mix of sourness and pain…

Uncle Jiu, you really came.

“Yuan Wei Jiu, you’ve got some nerve, daring to trespass into my Coastal Defense Governor’s Mansion alone.”

Liu Yan spoke coldly, a forced smile on his face.

“Where are my men?”

Yuan Wei Jiu remained remarkably calm in the face of Liu Yan’s provocation. He tilted his head back, savoring the last sip of wine. Then, with a reluctant wipe of his thin lips, he uttered four words. It was as if he were facing not the most valiant soldiers in the capital, but a pile of harmless stones.

“Your men? Which one are you referring to—”

Out of the corner of my eye, I had already caught sight of myself running out after Yun Zheng Yue. Liu Yan glanced at me, then at Yun Zhengyue, who was glaring menacingly at Yuan Weijiu. He quickly smiled meaningfully, a knowing look on his arrogant face.

"Ji Sha, where is he?"

Completely ignoring the other's cunning, Yuan Weijiu didn't even look at me, as if he didn't recognize me at all.

Ha, I should have known.

Uncle Ji, you see, I told you, he never wanted to save me—

"What are you looking at?"

I smiled knowingly, but Yun Zhengyue frowned.

"Your man doesn't want you anymore, are you heartbroken?"

Faced with his vicious mockery, I just smiled and silently tugged at his sleeve.

"Don't be reckless, you're no match for him."

"Let go!"

My good intentions clearly wounded his pride. He flung my hand away and stepped forward, shouting at Yuan Weijiu—

"Yuan, get down here! You want him? Come and take him yourself."

This fool!

"So it was you, ten thousand taels."

A simple taunt instantly brought back memories of Yun Zhengyue's miserable capture. He trembled with rage, gripping his sword and preparing to charge. But Liu Yan swiftly ordered his men to stop him, scolding him impatiently.

"Yue'er, do you want to die?"

"Big Cousin!"

Seeing that even his brother didn't trust him, Yun Zhengyue cried out angrily, but was still stopped by the soldiers.

"Overestimating yourself."

Yuan Weijiu and Liu Yan spoke simultaneously, surprisingly in sync.

"Where is Nie Feng?"

After dealing with Yun Zhengyue, Liu Yan's earlier flippancy vanished, his gaze sharpening as he asked fiercely.

"You mean that kid with the half-grown hair?"

Yuan Weijiu put away his sheepskin wine flask and lightly leaped down from the tree like a kite.

"Dead."

"..."

I gasped in shock, while Liu Yan clenched his fists.

"Fine, you win..."

The moonlight was swallowed by the dark clouds at that moment, and the naturally curly black hair obscured half of the man in black's face as he slowly walked towards me.

I couldn't see Yuan Weijiu's expression, but I would never forget what he said next.

"Eh? You're here too. Long time no see,"

he said.

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