[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 20

Chapter 46 Reliving Old Dreams 2

"Ha..."

Hearing this piercing greeting, I laughed in anger. Truly worthy of being my Ninth Uncle, even his way of breaking my heart is so unique.

Not far away, Yun Zhengyue almost instantly cast a hostile glance my way. I knew what he was worried about, but I didn't keep him worried for long.

"I'm fine."

I said these three words calmly to Yuan Weijiu, then walked towards Yun Zhengyue without hesitation. My steps were steady and firm, and I didn't look back.

My action clearly caught Yun Zhengyue off guard, and his handsome face immediately showed a look of astonishment.

"Let him go, you're hurting him."

Standing beside him, seeing Yun Zhengyue still being held like a prisoner by the soldiers, I scolded him unhappily and reached out to grasp the man's trembling hand.

So cold...

this fool.

"You..."

The man was passively held by me, his handsome face full of confusion. I just smiled and looked at him, not knowing how to explain the saying "the greatest sorrow is a broken heart."

Yes, because of Yuan Weijiu's words, my heart is dead.

Now, just an empty shell, whoever loves me and is willing to treat me well, may have me…

"Hmph, now is not the time for you to reminisce. If you want to save your first mate, gamble with your life! Yuan Weijiu, I bet you have absolutely no chance of leaving this place alive today."

Perhaps Nie Feng's death enraged Liu Yan, who always prided himself on his strategic brilliance. Seeing his intense reaction, I thought this guy wasn't as heartless as I had imagined. Or perhaps Nie Feng still had other uses for him, and now that he had lost a key general, he was simply resentful. Nie Feng

…

Thinking of that dark-faced man, thinking of how good he was to me, I touched my heart, and it felt empty. Is it true that every man who falls in love with me will have a bad ending? "Then why am I still alive? So many people are unhappy, why don't I die...?

" "You're forcing me? Aren't you afraid I'll reveal your secret?"

Faced with Liu Yan's challenge, Yuan Weijiu simply stood fearlessly in the wind, arms crossed, like a king from hell. I looked at his face, my gaze sweeping over his curly black hair, his beautiful double eyelids, and his lips slightly purple from excessive drinking. It felt like a lifetime had passed; I couldn't even remember how long it had been since I'd seen this man.

How strange, this feeling—

all the grudges and resentments seemed to have vanished the moment I saw his face clearly. I couldn't help but ask myself, what was it that sustained my ten years of unrequited love despite his indifference?

Wait, a secret?

What is he talking about?

"Tell me, since I dared to surround you here, I'm not afraid of your nonsense."

Faced with Yuan Weijiu's threat, Liu Yan snorted coldly, clearly not taking his words to heart.

"That's true." The

man curled his lips into a smile.

"With your ruthlessness, you could easily have silenced everyone. Murong, you haven't changed at all."

"..."

Hearing this unfamiliar title, Liu Yan's face finally changed slightly.

"Shut up, if you still want to spare Ji Sha's life!"

"What, scared? I told you, I have no interest in interfering with your life now. Who you become is none of my business. It's just that you're suspicious, can't listen to my promises, and only want to eliminate the root of the problem."

"Murong Lan, you want to kill me, can you?"

He drew a soft sword from his waist, as thin as a cicada's wing yet as sharp as an ice peak. This was one of the few times I had seen Yuan Weijiu use a weapon. Normally, he rarely encountered an opponent with just his bare hands. This time, facing a hundred enemies alone, he truly had no choice but to be fully prepared.

"What do you say?"

Without immediately ordering the battle, Liu Yan simply waved his hand, and Uncle Ji, bound hand and foot and covered in wounds, was brought over under heavy guard.

“Ji Sha.”

“Uncle Ji!”

Seeing Uncle Ji’s weak state, I was too distressed to speak. Yun Zhengyue reached out and hugged me tightly, saying nothing.

“Ghost Commander… Little Haitang…”

One of Uncle Ji’s eyes was bleeding and he couldn’t open it anymore. When he saw us, his old face lit up with the light of seeing a relative, and he immediately became peaceful.

“Damn it, don’t save me! I’ll be a hero again in eighteen years! Ghost Commander, take Little Haitang away! This girl is being tortured to death by these bastards!!”

He roared, seemingly using up all his remaining strength.

“This guy…”

Liu Yan just squinted, his attention focused on Yuan Weijiu, and said nothing. Yun Zhengyue, however, was quite dissatisfied and tightened his grip on my arm.

“Brother, you’ve suffered.”

Seeing Ji Sha being tortured, Yuan Weijiu’s emotions fluctuated slightly. I saw him draw a beautiful arc in the air with his right hand holding the sword. This was his posture for killing, and no one knew it better than me.

"Come on, if you dare move, I'll cut a piece of flesh off your first mate."

"I want to see if there are more men in my governor's mansion, or more flesh on your first mate's body."

Chapter 47 Reliving Old Dreams 3

At the beginning of the war, I was still a little confused about the situation. By the time I reacted, there were already more than a dozen bloody corpses lying around me.

Liu Yan was right, no matter how fast Yuan Weijiu's sword was, it couldn't beat Uncle Ji's lack of flesh. This rescue was simply a head-on robbery, without any support or deployment. My Ninth Uncle never let his men take risks easily, except for me.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Yan's soldiers had suffered countless casualties, and Uncle Ji's thighs and arms were also cut into a bloody mess.

And I have always been a person who cherishes my life, and I would never risk my life or wrong myself for unrelated people, let alone someone I hate the most.

But when Yuan Weijiu's sword pierced Liu Yan's heart, I don't know if I was bewitched, but I recklessly rushed forward and shielded him...

Damn it, I must have taken the wrong medicine to save that beast.

"You..."

The man, pale-faced and having just escaped death, stared at me with disbelief. I'll never forget his confused and terrified expression, while I was in so much pain that I couldn't even utter a "fool."

"Haitang!!"

It was Yun Zhengyue calling my name with heart-wrenching cries. He rushed over like a madman and hugged me as I slumped over, his beautiful brows contorted in agony.

Ha, I knew this guy still liked me. What hatred? If he didn't love me anymore, where would the hatred come from...?

"Yun..."

I actually wanted to be sentimental, because I could feel that I was about to die. I wanted to be like the protagonists in those plays who, on their deathbed, speak kind words, tenderly stroking his face with my blood-stained hands, saying things like, "Don't hate me, I'll definitely be with you in the next life." But the words turned into a mouthful of thick blood, choking me and leaving me only with a pathetic cough.

"Why?"

Only then did Liu Yan come to his senses, and in the blink of an eye, he was once again the bureaucratic yet utterly heartless Coast Guard Governor. He was already protected in the center by the arriving soldiers, no longer within easy reach of Yuan Weijiu. His expression was incredibly complex, his slender eyes fixed on me as he uttered those three words in bewilderment.

Why?

Ha. I coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Perhaps I had suddenly come to my senses and was determined to die—

"..."

Unable to speak, I simply blinked at him gently.

"Let's go!"

Taking advantage of his distraction, Yuan Weijiu had already rescued Ji Sha. In that sense, I had inadvertently done Uncle Jiu a great favor.

Let's go, let's all go...

Watching the two figures quickly disappear into the vast night, I heard Liu Yan shout fiercely, "Chase them!" My eyelids began to feel heavy, my body growing incredibly tired.

It's not that I love the world of pleasure, but rather that I've been misled by a past life. Flowers bloom and wither in their time, always relying on the Lord of Spring.

To leave is inevitable, to stay is impossible. When the mountain flowers bloom in profusion, ask not where I shall return.

The song my mother used to hum to lull me to sleep echoed in my ears. As a child, I didn't understand, only that her voice was gentle and beautiful. Now, I realize that this song contained so much bitterness and helplessness she endured after marrying into the Ning family.

Always relying on the Lord of Spring…

always relying on the Lord of Spring…

why is a woman's fate always in the hands of a man? Why can't we pursue the life we want, love whoever we want, and let the flowers bloom freely in the mountains and fields?

I long for a normal life, and if that were the case, I would listen to my mother, change my bad temper, and live a good life. But I have no strength left, and time cannot be reversed.

Exhausted, a familiar aroma of wine enveloped me. The man whispered in my ear with utmost tenderness,

"Little Begonia, come with me."

Oh, is this a dream, Uncle Nine—

Chapter 48 The Moment of Awakening

"Ghost Commander, Begonia's condition... it's not optimistic..."

"Yes, I understand. You can go back now."

After seeing off the doctor and several brothers who were close to me, Yuan Weijiu gently closed the door to the room.

At this moment, my upper body was wrapped in thick strips of cloth, and I was staring blankly at the bed board above my head. Having suffered such serious injuries, I was incredibly lucky to have survived.

Although the pain in my chest was still almost unbearable, and even breathing was difficult, my heart was at peace. Perhaps it was because of the injury, the stray sword blade that had just ripped out the most painful spot, that I felt this peace was good. Neither sorrow nor joy, neither dead nor alive, it was precisely the most comfortable state.

Of course, no one else thought that way; they just thought I was crazy—

"You...don't you have anything to say?"

Yuan Weijiu quietly came to my bedside, looking at my pale face, and asked softly.

"Did you really kill Nie Feng?"

After thinking for a moment, I said.

"I don't know."

It seemed he wouldn't be surprised by anything I asked, after all, we had lived together for nearly ten years. No matter how we got along, no matter how much he ignored or was indifferent to me, Yuan Weijiu was someone who understood me, including my good and my quirks.

"I did kill him, but when I left, he wasn't dead yet."

"Oh, I see..."

The pain in my chest seemed to be relieved a little by this ambiguous answer, and I forced a smile through my dry lips.

"He must still be alive; he's a good person."

"..."

The man glanced at me, bent his legs and sat down on the edge of my bed, took out his usual sheepskin wine flask from his waist, and began to drink without saying a word.

"Will I die?"

"That depends on yourself, whether you still want to live."

"Uncle Jiu, I've loved you for so many years, so many years."

"I know."

"I've met many men outside, they're all outstanding, and they all like me."

"Hmm."

"But Uncle Jiu, I really loved you before, so why did you do this to me..."

"..."

"Want a drink? Getting drunk will ease the pain."

He held the fragrant bottle to my lips, his expression still indifferent. I smiled, my lips cracking from dryness, bleeding, which then mixed with the alcohol and flowed down my throat.

"Cough cough..."

I began to cough violently.

"I'm sending you away not because I don't want you anymore, nor because I really want to use you to exchange for the lives of everyone

on the ship. I can see that the young man surnamed Yun truly likes you. He's young, rich, and his resentment towards you stems entirely from love." "I thought that being with him would be better for you than spending your life as a pirate on this ship. Little Begonia, it's Uncle Nine's fault."

"But you know, we're not right for each other. I can't give you the kind of life you want." "

Then why did you touch me?"

I glared at him, as if looking at an enemy. A relentless, almost obsessive desire for the answer to the endless self-abandonment and paranoia that had been driving me to the brink of despair.

"Because of loneliness—"

He downed the rest of his drink, speaking cruelly.

"A long time ago, I met a girl. She was beautiful and intelligent. At that time, I felt she was my whole life, and I was willing to give her everything beautiful in the world."

"But in the end, she chose someone else, married, and had children, as if I had never existed in her life."

He was talking about the princess of the Hu Kingdom, someone I had always known. The woman eventually married the crown prince of another country with a fortune, leaving the barren and prosperous Lu Yu Kingdom to live a rich and peaceful new world.

Ha, how ridiculous. Is this really karma?

My Ninth Uncle, whom I considered my lifelong dream, was also discarded like grass by others. The sins he committed against me have long been settled by others. And I hurt Yun Zhengyue and the others, and Ninth Uncle will punish them for them. Still relying on your own hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male anime virgin physical sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter.

All of them are misplaced love, all of them are unrequited love.

God, you really know how to joke with us...

"I can't forget her, I've waited for her for more than ten years."

"What about me? All these years, why can't you open your eyes and look at me? Is there anything wrong with me?"

The rotten flesh that had been cut off seemed to grow back, and I felt that heart-wrenching pain again, worse than death, unable to die.

"It's not that you're not good enough, it's just that I don't have those romantic feelings for you. Little Begonia, matters of the heart can't be forced."

"..."

"Ha..."

“Yuan Weijiu, you should have told me sooner. If you had said you didn’t like me earlier, maybe I wouldn’t be like this now.”

“Don’t be silly.”

He looked down at the tears in my eyes and my hysterical anger. The man’s large hand gently covered my forehead, then slid down to cover my wet eyes.

“My answer to you is already very clear. You’ve been deceiving yourself all along. Little Haitang, forget me and go find a man who truly loves you. If a man truly loves you, he won’t be aloof, he won’t make any excuses, he won’t ignore you like I did—”

“A man who truly loves you will want to be with you no matter what. When you meet him, please cherish him.”

“Do you understand?”

“…”

“Ha…”

Chapter 49 Re-departure

“Haitang, what are you doing?”

Summer was approaching, and the sea breeze carried a salty smell in the humid heat. I sat alone at the bow of the boat, staring blankly at the sparkling sea, feeling comfortable and at ease, unable to think of any of those trivial and unhappy things.

Uncle Ji was holding a bowl of porridge, drinking it while curiously glancing in my direction. His injuries had fully healed; the tattoo that had been destroyed by cutting flesh from his arm was now just a tangled scar. But in his own words, as long as he was alive, nothing else mattered.

"It's nothing, I was just wondering how my old friends on land are doing now."

I tucked a stray hair behind my ear and said lightly, gazing in the direction of Xian Kingdom.

The wound on my chest was completely healed, except for a scar. The wound in my heart seemed to no longer hurt, the only difference being that this time the lack of pain wasn't self-deception, but rather a complete cessation of all thoughts after talking things out with Uncle Jiu, a true understanding.

To love, or not to love. Such a simple question, yet it took me ten years to figure it out.

"Huh? You're still thinking about those bastards who bullied you? You brat, are you crazy? Wake up!"

Hearing me say that, Ji Sha immediately became displeased. His shout immediately reminded me of the rape scene in the stone chamber where Nie Feng and Liu Yan were, and my face flushed involuntarily.

"This... Uncle Ji, it's not like that, you're overthinking it..."

"What do you mean, overthinking it! We've finally made it back to the sea, those damned soldiers won't bother us anymore. Isn't that great? Why should we still be thinking about those bad guys?"

"Because there's someone she can't let go of there, Ji Sha, how could you, a roughneck like you, understand the thoughts of these young women?"

Before I knew it, Yuan Weijiu was standing behind us.

He wasn't drinking today, nor was he wearing black clothes; his all-white attire really surprised me. Wow, I never would have guessed Uncle Jiu had the potential to be a gigolo...

"Someone she can't let go of? Who is it?"

Scratching his head, Ji Sha held his empty bowl, looking puzzled.

"Haitang, are you ready to go back?"

Ignoring Ji Sha, Yuan Weijiu just looked at me with a knowing smile.

"Uncle Jiu..."

I stared at him in surprise, not expecting him to have seen through my desire to go ashore.

Yes, the people I can't let go of...

My emotional entanglement with Yuan Weijiu is over, but there are still so many men in Xian Kingdom with whom I owe unpaid debts of love.

What exactly did Yun Heying do under Liu Yan's threat? Is Nie Feng alive or dead? Is Yun Zhengyue still throwing a tantrum...? As for Liu Yan, I just hope he stops hurting people and, considering I saved his life when I was out of my mind, gives me a letter of divorce.

More importantly—

my drug addiction...

That bastard tricked me into taking that "Prozac." It made me addicted, and now when it flares up, I can only suppress it by drugging myself. This time when I go back, I must find a way to get rid of his addiction, or I'll make him really die!

"Haitang, come with me, I have something to tell you."

"Oh..."

Leaving Ji Sha standing alone on the deck, still confused, I followed Yuan Weijiu into his room.

"Sit."

The man, who hadn't been drinking, was remarkably humble. The stubble on his cheeks didn't detract from his handsomeness; instead, it gave him a mature, worldly air.

I noticed that on his table still sat the jade earring he'd once worn, the one that had hurt me so much when he pushed me. It seemed Yuan Weijiu was indeed deeply in love with that Hu princess. As for the reasons, only those involved truly knew; as an outsider, I could never truly understand.

How terrifying! Was I just going to wait like this, clinging to a hopeless love?

A chill ran down my spine as I recalled my past self, how I had almost followed the same path as him. Love often ends in regret, but one must learn to let go. Compared to the past, I now yearn for a new future.

"Uncle Jiu, what do you want to tell me?"

"Aren't you curious why Liu Yan insisted on killing me?"

"Huh?"

"Heh, he thought I couldn't tell the difference, and he even pretended to try and ambush me. But I'd recognize someone I grew up with, even if they were ashes. His Ninth Concubine was only silenced because she knew his secret. What do you mean, died at the hands of pirates? Ridiculous. I, Yuan Wei Jiu, am not so despicable as to kill a woman with my own hands."

"Ah?"

"Little Begonia, you're stupid."

The man smiled and stood up, slowly walking to the cabinet and taking out a small cloisonné bottle, which he handed to me.

"Liu Yan isn't the real Liu Yan at all. That Liu guy is probably long dead. The current Coast Guard Governor is my junior brother, the evil god who roams the martial world with his demonic arts and disguise skills—Murong Lan."

"..."

The amount of information I received was too much. I just opened my mouth wide, my mind blank, completely unsure how to react.

I held the bottle he handed me, not knowing what it was. But the icy texture sent chills down my spine, making me feel as if I'd encountered something terrifying.

"What's going on..."

I said fearfully.

Yuan Weijiu gently touched her forehead, her gaze gradually shifting from gentle to serious, then converging into two sharp beams.

"Long time no see. Come to think of it, it's been over a decade since we parted. If he hadn't accidentally kicked a torch during our fight, burning his shoes and socks and letting me see the birthmark on his ankle, I wouldn't believe that this guy has gone from the boy who used to pester me to fight to some kind of Coast Guard Governor."

"His greedy nature hasn't changed at all. For fame and fortune, Murong Lan would betray anyone around him, even murder his closest confidants."

"That's right... that bastard is that kind of person..."

Remembering what Liu Yan had told me, and how he threatened Yun Heying to use Yun Zhengyue, I couldn't help but mutter under my breath.

"Heh—"

Seeing my disgusted expression, Yuan Weijiu shook her head with a smile.

"Martial arts, martial arts. My master taught me martial arts and him techniques. Because he was extreme in nature and suffered too much in his childhood, he was too obsessed with fame and fortune. My master was worried that he would make mistakes in the martial arts world in the future, so he taught me a way to counter his techniques."

"Huh?"

"Murong Lan wants to kill me, not because I know he's not Liu Yan, but because I'm the only one who can destroy his disguise."

"..."

"His face-changing technique is extremely sinister, generated by internal energy, causing flesh and blood to shift. It can completely change a person's appearance without any tools, leaving no trace of reconstruction."

"He's currently the Governor-General of Coastal Defense, and in the future, he might be the Crown Prince, or even the Emperor."

"Haitang, after you leave the Ghost King, Uncle Jiu doesn't know if we'll ever meet again. This bottle of potion was given to me by my master, and I'm giving it to you now. If absolutely necessary, pour it into Murong Lan's food. One drop a day for nine days. After nine days, his internal energy will dissipate, and he'll no longer be able to deceive anyone."

"So ruthless..."

I was so shocked by the seriousness of Yuan Weijiu's words that I almost dropped the bottle.

"Also, take these gold and silver jewelry; consider them Uncle Jiu's dowry for you. A girl should have some money on her side so she won't be looked down upon."

"Uncle Jiu..."

I choked up a little.

"Go pack your things. I'll have the Ghost King dock tomorrow. I've already had my brothers prepare the sleeping pills. When you feel the urge and can't stand it, find a safe place and use them to temporarily resist." "

Uncle Nine..."

"I don't have anything good to give you. This sheepskin wine jug has been with me for many years, relieving me of many worries. When you're upset, drink it all up. There are too many helpless things in this world; you don't have to take everything to heart."

"..."

"Begonia, forget about me and live a good life."

He reached out and affectionately patted my head, speaking with utmost gentleness.

Chapter 50 I'm so unlucky!

"Boss, another bowl of tofu pudding

!" "Okay! This young man has quite an appetite!"

With the joy of being affirmed, the gray-haired stall owner personally served me another bowl of delicious food that I couldn't get enough of.

"Hehe, thank you. " I

picked up the spoon and ate bite by bite, sitting in the bustling marketplace with my bundle on my back, like an ordinary traveler passing through.

The early summer breeze, carrying a slight warmth, blew across my face, ruffling my neatly tied long hair. Before disembarking, I had deliberately changed into inconspicuous men's clothing. Although I was rather thin, men of my build were not uncommon in Zhongzhou. It was just that tall, strong guys like Nie Feng and Liu Yan were too special.

Farewell, Ghost King.

Here comes my new life.

"Have you heard? The eldest son of the Yun family's trading company is going to marry Prime Minister Su's daughter."

"..."

The tofu pudding I had just put in my mouth suddenly became unpalatable. My hand holding the spoon paused in mid-air for a moment before I silently put it back in the bowl.

"Are you talking about that incredibly ugly Su family daughter? Wow... the charm of officials is truly immense. If it weren't for their power, what man would be blind enough to marry a wife who looks like a toad?" "

Indeed, look how elegant that young master Yun is. I used to think he was too old to be married and must have some unspeakable reason. Now it seems that he just doesn't find ordinary girls attractive. People from business backgrounds are so shrewd, marriage is a big deal..."

"I heard that his matchmaker was Xiao Yun, the son of the Imperial Censor." "Speaking of the Yun family, their backing isn't weak either; a cousin holding an official position in the court certainly has extensive connections..." "

..."

I couldn't bear to hear what those gossipy women were saying anymore. A quick mental summary came to mind—Yun Heying was getting married, and to a wife of unparalleled prestige.

What the hell was going on?!

"Hmph..."

The thought of him being with another woman filled me with inexplicable jealousy and anger. I had no idea Yun Heying held such an important place in my heart. Looking at the sky, sunset was approaching. Despite my many questions, I decided to wait until nightfall before taking action.

Sigh, it seems there's still a lot of trouble ahead—

☆☆☆

That night, the moonlight was alluring. But I had no heart to appreciate it. Alone, I went to the most secluded section of the Yun mansion's wall and forcefully threw the rope I had prepared, hooking it onto the edge.

"Damn it, I've been reduced to climbing over walls." "

I was cursing as I climbed, wishing I'd learned some light-body skills back then, so I wouldn't have to work so hard as a thief now. But compared to Governor Liu Yan's mansion, the Yun family's place, without any guards, was much easier to enter. I should be content.

"That's settled then. My elder brother's preparations are almost complete. Cousin, you must keep your word and help us find Haitang."

"Don't worry, Yue'er, you can only rely on me now. Without my influence as the Coastal Defense Governor, you have absolutely no chance of winning over that pirate leader."

Halfway up, I overheard a conversation between two people.

My heart skipped a beat; I wouldn't mistake Yun Zhengyue's voice. But I didn't call out because the other person was none other than Liu Yan, whom I hated most—

no, to be precise, Murong Lan, who was impersonating Liu Yan.

"Alright, it's so late, I'll head back to the mansion first. We can discuss the rest later. Anyway, your elder brother's wedding is approaching. As long as this matter is settled, everything else will be easier." "

Moon, think it over carefully. Once he gets married and I find Ning Moyan, she'll only belong to you. So you have to always stand by your cousin's side. Only I can give you what you want most."

"..."

"I understand, don't worry, cousin."

After a moment of silence, Yun Zhengyue made a firm promise.

"..."

This silly idiot is being led by the nose by that old fox again.

Listening from the wall, I sighed and shook my head. I thought to myself, it really was Liu Yan, you bastard, who came up with this terrible idea, forcing my Yun Heying to marry a woman who supposedly looks like a toad. And you deceived my kind second brother to do something that betrays your own brother. A man like you will never have a good ending!

Wait, why did I use "my" twice...

"That's good, I'll be going now." Seemingly satisfied with Yun

Zhengyue's obedience, Liu Yan smiled and walked away with a series of footsteps.

Gone?

Feeling there was no movement on the other side of the wall, I finally moved my hand, which was almost giving way to the rope, and continued climbing.

"Hmm, who's there!"

Panting, I climbed over the wall, and as soon as I stepped onto the top, I saw Yun Zhengyue still standing there, looking at me warily.

It's me! It's me!!

Because of the moonlight and the large tree blocking my view, he probably couldn't see me, but I could clearly see Yun Zhengyue's face. He'd lost so much weight in the months I'd been gone…

Gripping the wall beneath me, I excitedly opened my mouth to call his name. I hadn't dared to enter through the main gate because I didn't know the current situation at the Yun residence, and I was afraid of running into someone I didn't want to see—that would be my own bad luck. Now, to suddenly bump into Yun Zhengyue was like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Yun…!" "

I was so excited that I never imagined that when someone is really down on their luck, there's no stopping it."

Just as I was about to succeed, a ghostly hand reached out from behind and covered my mouth. Then, he pulled me into his arms and easily pulled me down…

Damn it, all that climbing for nothing…

“Ughhhhh!!!”

Feeling myself hit the ground, I began to struggle desperately. However, he clearly had no intention of letting me go; instead, he instantly struck my pressure points, rendering me unable to resist or make a sound.

“Hey, I knew something was off when we were talking earlier, turns out it was a little mouse…”

My chin was easily lifted, and when Liu Yan’s mean face appeared before me, I almost fainted from frustration.

“Oh my, this is truly heaven’s help! My little girl, I ’ve been missing you terribly— ”

Aa ... "Come with me." Giving me no chance to be rescued, Liu Yan chuckled wickedly and swept me up in his arms. Oh dear… Chapter 51 How to Relieve Sorrow 1 "Heh, dressed like that, who are you trying to seduce…" I sat on a chair in Liu Yan's room, resigned to my fate, my long hair loosely tied in a knot with a ribbon… and then, as if preparing to slowly toy with him, I walked towards him with a smirk. I felt like a fish on someone else's chopping block, destined to be pulverized. "Liu Yan, let me go, let's talk this out." Staring at his hypocritical face with disgust, the thought that this face was merely a tool he used to achieve his desires made me want to vomit. Damn it, who knows what twisted Murong Lan really is? "Please speak, didn't I release your speech acupoint?" Knowing full well what I was asking, the man calmly untied my bundle and carefully searched through its contents. He truly lives up to his reputation as cunning and treacherous… But thankfully, I was prepared and had already hidden the potion that could break his disguise in a safe place. “What exactly are you trying to do by forcing Yun Heying to marry Prime Minister Su’s daughter?” Watching him open the bottle containing the sleeping potion with a contemptuous smirk, pouring all the powder into the water to destroy it, and then confiscating the razor-sharp dagger I carried as a weapon, putting it in his cabinet, I truly hated him to the core. “What, it’s been so long since I’ve seen my husband, and all you’re thinking about are other men?” After doing all this, he leaned down, his large hands beginning to roam freely over my face. Finally, he forcefully ripped off the hair tie I used to tie my hair, letting my cascading black hair fall down. “Little girl, I still prefer you when you’re a woman.” He murmured suddenly after staring at me absentmindedly for a while. "Answer me, what exactly did you do to Yun Heying!" Ignoring his flippancy and teasing, I stared coldly at him, unwilling to waste any goodwill on him. "Him? He's doing very well. Soon he'll be the prime minister's son-in-law, so what's there to be unhappy about?" "But you..." Warm fingers slowly slid from my face to my neck, and then, without any hesitation, slipped inside my clothes, his other hand even starting to pull at my belt. "My fourteenth wife, how is the injury you suffered for your husband..." "What are you doing! Don't touch me!" My clothes were stripped off piece by piece by Liu Yan, until my bare chest was completely exposed before him. I saw the man staring thoughtfully at the hideous scar on the upper edge of my breast, as if in a daze... How frightening— the way he looked at me, the strange light shining in his narrow eyes, was completely unreadable to me. "It hurts, doesn't it, here?" His long, slender fingers lightly touched my wound, pressing against the ivory scar and slowly rubbing it back and forth. Then, the man actually brought his face close and licked my scar with his tongue. Oh my god... I can't take it anymore. "It doesn't hurt, don't do this!" I admit I was more terrified than excited. The man half-embraced me, initially focusing on licking my chest, but slowly it turned into sucking on my breasts. When he leaned in and started kissing my lips, I couldn't bear it anymore, screaming and biting him hard. "Hiss..." The pain on my lips brought Liu Yan back to his senses, and his face instantly turned cold. "You rejected me?" "That's right, don't even think about touching me!" Thinking of how badly he treated the Yun brothers, I couldn't remain indifferent. "Hmph—" he sneered. "Prozac, you haven't smoked in a long time, have you? Don't you want to...?" "..." Chapter 52 How to Relieve Worries 2 [Caution] Don't you want to? -- Don't you want to? -- Don't you want to? -- This bastard, he always uses this to force me. "Haa... Ah... Ah..." I admit that when the sleeping pills are no longer effective, my resistance to Prozac is almost zero. Without any fierce struggle, I put the golden pipe that Liu Yan handed me into my mouth, took a few deep drags, and as I exhaled the smoke, I felt an itch all over my body... That wonderful feeling is indescribable... "Hoo... Ugh..." One puff after another. The man knew I had no time to escape, so he released my pressure points. He let me quickly find a comfortable corner like a beggar who had been thirsty for many days, curl up into a ball, and slowly enjoy the deliciousness in my hand. "Hiss..." I was satisfied with the smoke, and I happily released the poison that had turned to ashes. Trembling with excitement, my body lay on the bed, savoring the intoxicating sensations. My mind was a blank, the past and future completely forgotten. If life could always be this joyful, how wonderful that would be— "Happy now?" The wealthy Liu, who had been quietly observing my self-indulgent state from the side of the bed, smiled darkly when he saw me drowsy. His large hand casually ran through the black hair at his neck, reaching towards me as if teasing a pet, lingering on my face. "Mmm…uh…" Feeling completely out of control in a blissful state, I nodded with a silly grin when he asked. Unaware of the consequences, I took his finger, which he had moved to my lips, into my mouth and sucked on it like a baby. "So cute, little girl…you're really interesting." The man's smile deepened, and he even inserted his finger into my mouth, stirring it around my tongue. "Mmm…uh…"

My mouth was suddenly filled, and I felt a strange need being instantly satisfied. Without realizing it, my clothes were falling off. A moment later, my legs were forced apart, arranged in a bizarre position I couldn't comprehend.

"Come on, open your mouth..."

The fingers in my mouth were somehow removed, and the man's tongue slipped inside, his warm, wet lips pressed against mine. He used his tongue to explore my lips, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly, before finally kissing me tightly.

"Mmm..."

The sudden, frenzied kiss sealed my breath, making me feel intensely uncomfortable even in my dazed state. However, my strength wasn't enough to control this brutality; a heavy, solid body quickly pressed down on me. Liu Yan kissed me forcefully, his large hands grasping my breasts and kneading them relentlessly.

I watched as he molded my breasts into various lewd shapes, my pink nipples peeking out from between his fingers. He pinched and tossed my breasts with his index and thumb, like a toy…

“Ugh… ugh…”

I couldn’t take it anymore…

My crotch was soaking wet, and my body felt incredibly empty.

“Hua Hua…”

Releasing my lips, which were covered in his saliva and swollen from his kisses, Liu Yan kissed my cheek, then breathed hot air as he moved his thin lips to my ear.

“Why… tell me a reason…”

“Ugh… sob sob…”

I didn’t understand what he was saying, only that his movements as he rubbed my breasts were becoming increasingly rough. Then, a sharp pain shot through my legs as a large, hard object thrust straight in, stretching me to my limit in an instant.

“Sob sob… uncomfortable… uncomfortable…”

My body ached and swelled from the penetration; it felt like a thick wooden stake had been driven into my lower body. He showed no mercy in invading my body, not to mention that he remained motionless after penetrating me. As if deliberately trying to make me feel his presence, he only moved his waist slightly when I was on the verge of tears, using his hips to make that thing slowly grind and churn inside my body in a circular motion.

"Don't think that just because you saved me I'll pity you. I'll only torture you twice as much...make you cry, make you hurt!!"

His long legs slowly stretched back, while the other supported my waist like a pillar. The man's hands changed from grabbing my chest to holding my waist. His long hair hung down in front of him, the fluffy texture sliding back and forth on my smooth skin with his movements.

"Until you're in so much pain that you only remember me..."

After muttering this to himself, Liu Yan finally moved.

"Ugh..."

As soon as I felt the rod that had been painfully inserted into my body begin to be withdrawn, I breathed a sigh of relief, an inappropriate smile appearing on my lips.

However, I was really too smug—

"What are you laughing at? Just don't cry later."

It was as if he was deliberately trying to torture me. He pulled slowly and gently, scraping against my velvety inner walls, making me feel a tight, itchy itch inside, yet also a half-sexy, half-itchy sensation... It was more unbearable than ants crawling on my heart.

"How is it?"

Knowing full well what was going on, the man withdrew his penis until only the swollen glans remained inside, speaking maliciously.

"Huff... Ahh... Ah..."

I gasped for breath beneath him, sweating profusely, and could only desperately grab his arm muscles with my hands, pleading.

"Don't do this to me... Don't..."

"Ah...!"

Just as I pitifully uttered these words, Liu Yan thrust his hips forcefully. His penis slammed straight into my passage again, hitting my G-spot.

"It hurts..."

I whimpered.

"Heh... It's supposed to hurt!"

No longer playing games with me, the man began to thrust wildly. I was dizzy and couldn't see his movements clearly. I could only feel the powerful, muscular body swaying lasciviously before me, the dark penis thrusting in and out between my legs, making my body tremble violently in waves.

"Slap slap slap... slap slap slap..."

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh were rapid and intense. I was burning up from the penetration, sweat pouring down my body, soaking the sheets beneath me.

"Is it good?"

With another forceful thrust, the entire penis brutally slammed in, squeezing out even more thick, sweet-smelling fluid. Liu Yan lowered his head to lick the sweat from my cheek, his voice hoarse.

"Hoo... um..."

I began to tremble—

it turned out that having sex with a man was like an addiction, causing one to involuntarily tremble uncontrollably when reaching an indescribable height.

As I approached climax, I felt a certain part of my body both incredibly pleasurable and incredibly painful. I wanted him to thrust harder and faster for a while longer, yet I was also terrified that the overwhelming pleasure would be too much for me to handle…

“Want it? Call me Brother Murong.”

Taking advantage of my confusion, Liu Yan made a request that would shock me when I regained my senses.

“Murong… Brother… Ah!”

My vagina convulsed violently, and as I obediently uttered that name, I felt a gush of fluid shoot out, as if I had wet the bed. Then it began to spasm incessantly, massaging and sucking on the still deeply inserted penis.

“So beautiful…”

The man smiled, his handsome face looming large before me, and then my lips were deeply kissed by him again.

“Hua Hua…”

In the midst of our passionate kiss, he was unusually gentle.

"Huahua... I'm so happy... to marry you..."

Chapter 53 Antidote, the poison

had actually worn off, but the arms tightly embracing me and the even breathing beside me made me feel powerless, as if I just wanted to sleep and die...

God, are you playing with me?

"..."

I sighed softly, opened my eyes, and tried to quietly slip out of Liu Yan's arms.

No matter how much I couldn't accept the fact that I had slept with this bastard again, life still had to go on. Actually, I had long understood this principle: one cannot only walk the path one wants to walk. Otherwise, I should be living a life of luxury in a wealthy family now. I would have a respectable, handsome, and loving husband, and two obedient and sensible children. Instead, I would be someone else's fourteenth concubine, living a disreputable life like a prostitute.

What's that saying again? Who doesn't desire wealth and status? But fortune and prosperity cannot be forced. The more you want something, the less likely you are to get it. What you get is all things you didn't want, forced upon you by others.

But—

I didn't ask for anything extravagant or luxurious, or for the man beside me to be so handsome and perfect as to be almost inhuman…

I just wanted a man who would make me feel at peace every morning when I woke up and saw the sunlight and him. I just wanted a life where, no matter where I was or what I was doing, I wouldn't suffer because of reality.

Is that so hard?

Maybe, it really is.

"…"

Looking at my body covered in hickeys and bruises, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the man beside me turned over, changing from sleeping on his side facing me to lying flat on his back.

I glanced at Liu Yan's calm, almost harmless sleeping face, finding it hard to reconcile him with the ruthless and cold-blooded governor of the coast.

Look at his long eyelashes, his straight nose. His thin lips were slightly pursed, without a trace of ferocity…

If I had a dagger in my hand right now, I could just stab him in the heart. Perhaps all the problems would be solved…

"What are you looking at?"

Startled by the man's sudden cold words, I retreated in fear, only to bump into the wall behind me and collapse onto the mattress with a pitiful groan.

Damn it, you almost scared me to death?!

"Ugh…"

I struggled a few times before finally giving up; I bet my back was bruised.

"You want to kill me, don't you?"

My comical appearance only earned me the man's mockery. He reached out and mercilessly pulled my hair towards his chest, Liu Yan staring intently as I reluctantly brought my head to his lips, only then managing a slight smile.

"No, no, how could that be..."

I quickly put on a smile.

"Good morning, Huahua—"

"..."

"Don't call me Huahua, that's a dog's name!"

I tried to bar my teeth and claws, but he easily suppressed me, his expression like he was teasing a pet.

"If I don't call you Huahua, what should I call you?"

His thick eyebrows furrowed, as if he was seriously thinking.

"Haitang? Moyan? Or... Changsuo..."

"Not bad, only this name has never been called. From now on, I'll call you Suo'er, and I hope you can become a good lock for me."

He kissed my lips and bit my ear. The man stroked my body, talking to himself.

"Changsuo... why..."

I stared at him in astonishment.

"Changsuo, Changsuo... ha... if you could really lock someone up, you wouldn't be in this situation today."

"..."

"Cheer up, tonight I'm hosting a banquet for some important guests. Make sure they're all well served, understand?" Damn

it, is he going to force me to entertain guests again?

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