[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 22

Chapter 70 Spring's Passing 3

"Glug glug..."

"Ugh...glug glug..."

As Liu Yan grabbed the back of my neck and repeatedly pushed my head into the water, hallucinations began to form in my mind. It was as if I had returned to those days when I jumped off the Ghost King and drifted around deceiving people, encountering bad weather, with one storm after another crashing against me, almost suffocating me.

Damn it...

I knew this bastard had sadistic tendencies, but I never expected him to be this perverted.

"Glug glug..."

I swallowed several more mouthfuls of water, feeling that there was almost no air left in my chest. I clung tightly to the edge of the bathtub, stubbornly refusing to let myself sink into the scalding bathwater, and loudly begged for mercy indistinctly.

"No...cough cough...Liu Yan...no..."

"No?"

The man grabbed me and sneered.

"If you could have uttered those two words when you were being fucked by other men, you wouldn't be so filthy now. You reek of stench from head to toe. If you don't clean yourself up, where will I, as your legal husband, put my face? Hmm?"

"Are you going to kill me for the sake of face? Huh? If so, a slap would be much more satisfying! Why torture me like this?"

Taking advantage of his silence, I suddenly knelt on the ground, soaking wet, hugging the bathtub and panting heavily. Damn it, you only realize the value of something when you lose it. If I hadn't almost drowned, I wouldn't have realized how important air is to me.

"Take off your clothes!"

Enjoying my disheveled state, Liu Yan was clearly not satisfied. Perhaps bullying me gave him a different kind of pleasure, because I saw that his handsome face, which was originally full of fatigue, now shone with an unusual light. His eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, with a hint of evil in his viciousness.

"Truly a man skilled in demonic arts, Liu Yan, oh no, Murong Lan's bastard...

" "..."

I didn't move, or rather, I had completely lost the strength to play the rest of the game with him.

Take off my clothes?

Was he going to force me to sleep with him again—

how ridiculous, my husband and I only had the option of using each other and sleeping together. Sleeping with him, sleeping with someone else... that was the only relationship between us.

"Move."

He kicked me, but I still ignored him, stubbornly closing my eyes.

"Rip... rip..."

The sound of tearing cloth filled the air, and in no time, the man had stripped me naked. At this moment, I lay naked on the cold ground, hugging my arms, my face and head soaked in bathwater, utterly humiliated and devoid of any human dignity.

"Go in and wash properly, I'll deal with you after you're clean."

Satisfied, Liu Yan squinted at my current state, giving the order, but received no response. Too lazy to even speak, he scooped me up from the ground and roughly tossed me into the bathtub.

"Ugh..."

The scalding bathwater overwhelmed me once more. Weak and exhausted, I reached up and tried to pull myself up several times, swallowing countless amounts of water before finally managing to sit up. I covered my face with my hands, wiping the excess water down my cheeks. After a long while, I finally opened my eyes, now sore and red, and looked at Liu Yan, asking with a sorrowful tone—

"Does hurting me make you happy?"

"Hmph..."

he chuckled.

His disheveled hair and stubble accentuated his true nature, making this robust Tuoba man, devoid of any affected official airs, look more like a wicked sorcerer. In the blink of an eye, with a flick of his sleeve, he could take a life and destroy a mind. A true monster.

The two bowls of talisman water Yun Zhengyue drank, the lingering incense that burned in the dungeon, and the ghostly blue flames blooming like flowers on the wall…

Wherever he was, mysterious and terrifying things happened; wherever he was, I always suffered inexplicably.

But why—

“Happiness, your pain is my happiness,”

he said softly, his thin lips curving into a beautiful arc that plunged me into an icy abyss.

I had no desire to bathe, just listlessly soaking in the water. I let the hot water slowly lose its healing warmth, becoming icy cold. But Liu Yan wouldn't tolerate my slightest insolence, relentlessly and frantically pressing me down and scrubbing every inch of my skin as if washing clothes. He kept chanting, “Wash me clean, you hear me!”

Until my body was covered in embarrassing red and purple marks, and the skin on my hands was wrinkled from being soaked, he wrapped me in a large piece of cotton cloth, hoisted me onto his shoulder like a sack, and strode out of the house.

Chapter 71 Sadism 1 [Caution]

I could sense that Liu Yan was determined to make me suffer this time, but I didn't expect the suffering to be this severe.

Although the weather had warmed up, being hung naked from a tree in the courtyard, face down and back up like a turtle, was far more humiliating than when Yuan Weijiu had ridden me like a horse in front of Yun Zhengyue. Moreover, this was the Governor's Mansion! So many servants and guards came and went in his courtyard. Was he going to let everyone laugh and admire me with my private parts wide open and my body exposed?

"...Bastard! You!!"

The thick hemp rope sank deep into every inch of my flesh due to its weight. I groaned in pain, cold sweat dripping down my face. But none of this could evoke any sympathy from the man. Liu Yan kept laughing, staring at me with such blatant malice, like a demon from hell.

What made him so happy, as if spring flowers had bloomed overnight? So shameless, yet so pleasurable.

He looked at me, and his sinful hands began to caress my skin. Warm, large hands slid down my back, gently stroking the damned hemp rope along with it. He caressed my earlobes, kneaded my nipples, and even wickedly ran his fingers over my forced, open vulva…

Damn it, I've never been played with like this before. This is worse than being a prostitute; I've become his plaything, a beast he can make me live or die.

"Look, isn't this better? Clean and fresh, like a newborn baby, feeling the breeze and sunshine, smelling the fresh grass and flowers. Little girl, you'll remember your rightful place, and I believe you'll become much more adorable after this."

"...Just kill me...you bastard, why don't you just die!"

The ropes binding me hurt terribly, wrapped around my breasts and thighs, suspending me in such a shameless and lewd position. I believed this was absolutely sinful, and the person who committed this crime was now trying to insert two fingers into my throbbing vagina, toying with me like an animal.

Liu Yan hadn't spoken yet, and in my rage, I unconsciously thought of Ning Lingxia. Perhaps it was the gentle breeze that made me feel so miserable, hanging in it. I thought of her because I remembered my own origins. After all, I was half a princess, Ning Lingxia's older sister, and Ning Yuedong's younger sister.

Even if I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth like them, I should have lived a more respectable life than the daughters of ordinary families. Why is it that different people have different fates, and I ended up being humiliated like this by a man?

What did I do wrong?

*Slap—*

A slap jolted me from a memory I shouldn't have. Even long afterward, I felt that the slap wasn't from Liu Yan, but from fate. It was God reminding me that as the daughter of a concubine, I shouldn't have expected too much.

"You dare to be distracted? You're truly incorrigible. Who are you thinking about? Nie Feng, the Yun brothers, or your Ninth Uncle who treats you like dirt?"

I was slapped, and my body ached. Tears almost welled up, but I gritted my teeth and held them back.

"Liu, I'll say it again. If you want me dead, just do it already. Torturing me like this, are you even human?"

"Am I not human?"

Haha, the man's brow twitched, his gaze turning resentful. That deep-seated hatred began to linger around me again, as if my happiness was his pain, and he wanted to destroy anything and anyone that made me happy.

"It seems you really hate me. But it doesn't matter, we've been husband and wife for a while now, and I'm tired of playing around like that. I happen to be in the mood today, so I'll have some fun with you and show you just how inhuman I really am...

"

His words successfully triggered a great panic in me. I tried to look up at him, trying to see his expression. But he pulled the thick rope, hoisting my body higher, finally fixing me in a very awkward position.

Before I could see anything clearly, he smacked my head like a spinning top, spinning me around. When my body came to a stop again, I felt my legs were resting on his shoulders. And his handsome yet gloomy face was directly facing my private parts, where his fingers had just been inserted...

In broad daylight, this was the first time a man had seen my most private parts so clearly.

In an instant, my body trembled, and my face flushed red. This feeling of shame welled up inside me, like a thorn stuck in my heart. That half-painful, half-itchy feeling was driving me crazy. I didn't want to be looked at like that, especially not by Liu Yan.

But he seemed determined to play with me this way, even though I couldn't see what was happening behind me. My body felt like it could sense those two naked gazes; I knew he was admiring my private parts with utterly lewd thoughts.

"You've been penetrated so many times, and the color hasn't even deepened. What a great hole... No wonder so many men are eager to penetrate you. Haitang, you may not have many other skills, but you're quite good at penetrating."

His hot breath sprayed directly onto my vulva with his moving lips, and I felt the muscles in my lower abdomen tighten. My body involuntarily twitched a few times, as if trying to close my slits. But he still pressed down on me without any disgust and licked me hard...

"Ah... you..."

Being hung up like a prisoner and licked like that... I really can't describe the feeling. Liu Yan effortlessly lifted my genitals, burying himself in my vulva like a lewd beast, licking it back and forth, making torturous "squeak, squeak, squeak" sounds.

"Ah... umm..."

Because I couldn't see, my body became even more sensitive. I didn't want to give him any positive reaction, but he kept licking me like that, his long tongue like an eel, burrowing in and out of my vagina, even licking my entire vulva, and chewing on my labia with his warm mouth. I really couldn't resist these sophisticated and torturous new tricks...

Was he crazy? He'd been crazy all day, ever since I appeared in front of Nie Feng. He was acting incoherently, and most importantly, after beating me, he still wanted to fuck me.

What was he trying to do? Was he going to let me die a quick death?

Chapter 72 Sadism 2

I sighed, groaned, and screamed...

but nothing worked. Liu Yan was still kissing my vulva like a madman, licking it incessantly. He even bit my buttocks with his sharp teeth, biting again and again, making me scream in pain. This lunatic, however, slowly and deliberately embedded his teeth into my body, making me feel like I was being devoured.

He had never treated my body with such deliberate intent before; usually, it was just simple kisses and caresses followed by a hasty thrust.

I felt that Liu Yan might be trying to make me remember him, doing things that normal people wouldn't do to deepen my impression of him. Because he's so smart, he should realize that he might just be that unfriendly stranger I'd forget as soon as I turned away.

"Ah...don't...ah...Liu Yan..."

I was being driven crazy by him. Why? He was supposed to be the most cunning, the most ruthless, the least emotional. But his actions were like those of a child who couldn't get candy; what great abilities could a man who only uses women to vent his frustrations have!

"Little girl, enjoying yourself, huh? So much fluid..."

He finally withdrew his wicked tongue, and I felt a release in my vagina. Streams of sticky fluid mixed with his saliva began to flow out, leaving a viscous, translucent thread in the air.

"Ugh..."

I sobbed in defeat, like a trapped beast. This scene made me feel ashamed. Anyone would feel unbearable pain if stripped naked under the sun and played with like this. This wasn't a matter of dignity; dignity is about whether others respect you.

And now, I couldn't even respect myself.

I always seem to despise myself, and no matter what I do, it leads to a tragic and helpless ending. I was punished like this by my husband for having an affair with his friend, and I was soaking wet, my wanton body and base nature impossible to conceal...

This is probably why I didn't have Ning Lingxia's good fortune, even though I think I'm a million times stronger than her. But I didn't have her background. My mother was a concubine, so I am a prostitute.

"Want to be penetrated, don't you? Who do you want to be penetrated by? Other men or me..."

The man wickedly licked the sticky juice from his lips, stroking me as he turned me around, his face now visible. After the "baptism" just now, his breathing was much heavier, and his handsome face was covered with fine beads of sweat. His once heavy, leaden black eyes had become light, blinking gently, sparkling like stars.

"..."

His question was suspicious, because when those men fought over me and couldn't help but resort to rape to prove their love, they usually asked similar questions.

I'm a woman, not very smart, but not stupid either.

At first, I thought Liu Yan hated me, inexplicably, for reasons I couldn't figure out. But after these words came out again and again, I began to doubt instinctively.

There are only two reasons that can drive a person crazy: either hate or love—

"Liu Yan...you like me, don't you?"

Probably no one else could ask such a self-righteous question while being tormented and tortured like this.

But instead of the disdain that should have appeared on the man's face, I only stared at him thoughtfully. This only strengthened my belief.

"Ah... so you like me..."

I mimicked him, deliberately drawing out the last syllable.

My body still ached, and my vagina was unbearably itchy. But suddenly, I felt a surge of joy, as if I had seized a huge weakness in this man, as if I could finally retaliate fiercely.

"You like me, that's why you're so angry about me being with Nie Feng, coming up with this tricky way to torment me, to possess me, to tell me I'm yours. Haha, Liu Yan... you've fallen for me, you've finally met your match."

These words actually hurt my pride, because they meant I was admitting that liking a woman like me wasn't a blessing, but a calamity. The biggest and most painful calamity.

But who loves whom, who owes whom?

I've experienced this principle too many times with Yun Zhengyue and Yuan Weijiu. Since he likes me, I naturally have leverage. If a man likes a woman, he'll do anything crazy for her, just to completely possess her.

"Like... so what?"

To my surprise, Liu Yan didn't deny it; instead, he readily admitted it. I admit I was confused at that moment, mixed with a little smugness.

My God, they all like me, every man I've met likes me. Is this some kind of glory?

“If you like me, let me go and be a decent person. I’ve never seen anyone who likes a woman and then tries to torment her. Your behavior will never get you what you want most,”

I said emphatically.

“Heh…”

he laughed. I hated this action happening to him.

“What do you think I want?”

The man’s large hands covered my breasts again, kneading them with a light touch, like playing with two wonderfully shaped water balloons, trying to mold them into various forms. Still using my hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male sex toy anime virgin real body famous name instrument highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter

“Mmm…”

“Your liking, your love?”

“Ha!”

His laughter started to make my skin crawl. I was uneasy. Things shouldn’t be like this… I thought he liked me, but it shouldn’t be this expression.

“Uh…”

My nipples were suddenly pinched by him, his four unfriendly fingers gently pulling downwards. Every now and then, he would pinch them, making me feel increasingly uncomfortable.

"Save your breath. Do you think I'd be like those two fools from the Yun family, willing to die for you, to give up everything just for so-called love?"

"Haitang girl, I'm asking you, do you really have love?"

"..."

I was speechless.

"A handsome man gives you a little sweetness and you like him. If you really can't like him, at least you have some pitiful sympathy and guilt. Giving up everything to surround yourself with you, all you get is this insignificant stuff. If you think I, Liu Yan, am that kind of man, you're wrong."

"Then what do you want?"

Seeing that my nipples had been pinched purple, I couldn't help but grit my teeth and ask.

"That's right, I like you. When men and women are together, there will always be some feelings. I like you, and I also like Xiao Wu, Xiao Qi, and Xiao Shi Er. I like all my women, they are all mine, they listen to me, and they bring me power, wealth, and physical pleasure."

"So you are mine too."

As he spoke, the man slowly lowered the rope suspending me a little, adjusting my body position to be level with his crotch.

He pulled me back like that, the whole process like a puppet on strings. My body was cold, and I felt utterly helpless because of his words. He didn't play by the rules, that bastard.

"Don't think that just because I like you, you have any right to coerce me. On the contrary, from now on, I can make you live or die as I please. When I'm free, you have to be with me; when I'm not, you have to wait obediently."

"I like you, Begonia, I like you being my toy. I want you to be mine, and I can do whatever I want with you."

A few soft thuds of clothes hitting the ground, and I knew he had unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and released his already taut member. For some reason, I had a bad feeling. Every time this feeling came over me, something terrible was bound to happen.

Although I knew it was futile, I still struggled a few times like a trapped beast. But my legs were already spread apart by the ropes, wide open, as if they could be entered at any moment.

Liu Yan gripped my waist tightly, his actions clearly showing me what it meant to have no room for argument and no room for resistance. The hard, round head slid across my vulva a few times, deliberately trying to coat it with the pre-existing fluid.

I closed my eyes in despair, because this man had forced open my shameless slit, and my body began to feel full.

"Ah...so good..."

Chapter 73 Sadism 3 [Caution]

He cried out.

"Ah...mmm..."

I bit my lower lip, but the broken moans from the penetration still escaped. That huge penis, like a valiant warrior, forcefully broke through every fold of my passage, completely occupying me, thrusting deep into my core with heavy "bangs."

This man had said he would never like me. But now he had changed his mind, never once asking for my opinion.

When he didn't like me, he treated me wantonly, mocking all the men who liked me. Now that he likes me, he's still the same. I really don't understand him. How much does this guy care about his image? He has to be better than everyone else in every way, see things more clearly, and be less easily tempted… as if everything he does is right.

“Haitang…Haitang…”

He started thrusting, calling my name heavily.

“Ah…ah…”

My body was still in excruciating pain, and it was getting worse. I felt like I was wrapped in a swing, helplessly watching the man behind me thrust into me relentlessly.

His erect penis moved and rubbed wildly inside my vagina, the hair on his lower abdomen scratching against my skin, sending a tingling sensation through me. But inside, my vagina felt tight and sore, being poked and thrust into by him at varying speeds, like the rhythm of pounding garlic.

“Plop…plop…”

The lewd sounds of our intertwined bodies were amplified infinitely because we were outdoors, like the cliché of an old car wheel running out of oil.

He thrust in and out, his glans circling the entrance before forcefully thrusting in again. Then he grabbed my buttocks and began a frenzied, violent thrusting and withdrawing. Instantly, fluids splattered, the simple "splish-splish" sounds of flesh turning into the loud "slap-slap" of flesh colliding wildly.

My moans eventually turned into screams, my head drooping limply, watching helplessly as my breasts, bound with hemp rope, swayed back and forth with my movements.

"Come on...come on...weren't you enjoying yourself under someone else's crotch? I'll satisfy you too, let's see how much you can enjoy it!"

Liu Yan shouted, continuing to fuck me. I felt his penis throb violently as he said those words, then swell even larger and thicker. I could almost feel the bulging veins and the sticky skin.

"Ugh..."

I sobbed, shaking my head, while he took the opportunity to reach around and press my clitoris. His fingers deftly pressed on the protruding little fleshy mound, kneading it fast and slow, heavy and light, the speed varying with the frequency of his thrusts into my vagina.

I couldn't withstand such stimulation; my vagina trembled twice and then "gurgled" out a large gush of fluid. He immediately smeared the fluid on my anus and even inserted his fingers to probe and tease.

"Ah... Liu Yan... no... ah!

I'm going crazy! I dare not do anything more, I keep begging him to stop torturing me like this. But Liu Yan seems to have taken an aphrodisiac, not only does he not stop, but he also uses his evil magic to conjure a jade dildo out of thin air, and inserts it into my anus without saying a word. With his penis moving back and forth, you pull in and I go in, playing 'double dragons entering the cave' together...

"Ah ah..."

The pleasure came too fast, to the point of being overwhelming. I was driven by this pleasure to both cry and laugh, my whole body was drenched in sweat and I was shaking like a sieve. My lower abdomen was twitching, and both my anus and my anus were having orgasms one after another, and my body fluids kept flowing.

"Mmm ah!" "

At the height of his pleasure, the man behind me forcefully thrust the jade pendant into my anus. His lower body swayed rapidly, finally gripping my buttocks and shaking for about a hundred times, before ejaculating all his scalding semen into my body.

"Ah...ah ah..."

I shuddered again from the sensation of the fluid, screaming and lowering my head, my vision blurred as I looked at the sticky patch of sweat and semen on the ground, like a sinner finally able to rest after a severe torture.

"How was it...comfortable?"

This bastard, he actually had the nerve to ask me.

"Heh...huff...huff..."

I panted, weakly forcing a hateful, sinister smile.

"Nie Feng is a hundred times stronger than you."

"Tch!" "

He was angered by me again, and without even pulling up his pants, he grabbed my hair and turned my face to look at him. The man's face was flushed from the intense intercourse, and Liu Yan's muscles were bulging, covered with a layer of oily sheen. He was so handsome, yet so shameful.

Pointing at my nose, he spat viciously.

"Don't worry, that Nie guy will never appear in front of you again—"

...

I regretted it. Looking at Liu Yan's terrifying and vicious appearance, I realized what it meant to say the more you say, the more mistakes you make.

New Year's Eve Extra Chapter: Ning Lingxia's Tragic Encounter [Chun Da Shen]

Ning Lingxia had planned everything, but she never expected her wedding day to be like this—

in broad daylight, she was robbed by a group of bandits and taken to this deep mountain forest. At this moment, she cried out to heaven and earth in vain. The old room exuded the damp smell of time, the mountains were not as dry as the city. The air was filled with the fragrance of soil and flowers, which, although not unpleasant, left her with no mood to appreciate it.

"Bastard!" Do they even know who I am?! How dare they kidnap me?! "

She still wore a phoenix crown specially crafted by skilled artisans for the Yun family. This exquisite crown, weighing over two pounds, was inlaid with pearls and jade; even a single piece could be a priceless treasure. Besides the Yun family of Zhongzhou and imperial relatives, who else could afford such a lavish wedding?

But this phoenix crown and her elaborate yet restrictive wedding dress became her current constraint, for she, the dignified princess of the Ning Prince's Mansion, was bound in an extremely secluded old house in the mountain stronghold. The surroundings were eerily quiet, save for the sounds of the wind and birdsong in the forest. The bloodied remains of the servants who had been brought to their weddings and suffered innocence were still vivid in her mind, causing even this fearless and spoiled young lady to tremble…

'Heavens… someone save me…'

Ning Lingxia cried, her eyes red, struggling desperately. But the bandits who bound her used some evil method; the more she twisted, the tighter the ropes became. In the end, her entire spine was pressed against the beams of her body…" Hard and painful, yet she was helpless.

"Ugh..."

In despair, she sobbed softly. But then she thought, those bandits hadn't killed her but had tied her up here; they must have coveted the Yun family's wealth and simply wanted some money. As long as the ransom was paid, she would be fine, at least she wouldn't lose her life. The sobs grew softer, and gradually her emotions calmed down.

Ah...

She breathed a sigh of relief, and the woman began to recall the events of the day. Just like in the plays, everything happened too fast, too fast to resist.

Those burly men, all dressed in black and masked, rode tall horses like a well-trained army. When they snatched her, they were unstoppable. There was absolutely no chance for anyone to fight back. With a swift stroke, the man's attack was neutralized, yet he remained alive. The old woman was discarded, and even the young, pretty maidservants were taken—including her.

She only remembered sitting steadily in the sedan chair, not understanding what was happening. Suddenly, she was swept up in someone's arms, her vision filled only with a pair of terrifying black eyes and the azure sky above.

"Shut up!"

the man coldly commanded, then she was lifted onto a proud, neighing black horse. They arrived here like the wind, and she was tied to a pillar.

Throughout, the man didn't say another word to her. She only remembered the bandit's faint smell of tobacco—a dizzying scent.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the window. The woman's skin tensed, and she swallowed hard.

This was bad—

who was it?

What did they intend to do to her?

"You…who are you? Why did you kidnap me?" The half -

open door was gently pushed open, and the person walked in. They weren't wearing a mask, and were still dressed in black clothes for ease of movement. Ning Lingxia knew she was asking a question she already knew the answer to, but she couldn't help but say something to break the chilling atmosphere.

At this moment, her delicate cheeks were streaked with tears, her lips were red and full, and her eyes shone brightly with a fragile, animalistic light. She was undeniably beautiful. Of all the women in the world, she only feared her lowly sister, Ning Changsuo. That woman was also beautiful, but her beauty was alluring. Therefore, her fate was also unfortunate; though beautiful, she wasn't as noble as Ning Lingxia, and ended up being played with. Ning Lingxia, on the other hand, had been

pampered since childhood. Although her personality was domineering, she possessed a natural elegance. Like a finely carved piece of jade, she attracted attention at first sight; otherwise, the Yun family wouldn't have had this marriage that had been rescinded but then brought back.

She didn't love Yun Zhengyue, but she coveted his handsomeness and wealth.

Originally, tonight she should have become a member of the Yun family… A future filled with fine clothes and delicacies awaited her. She was still young, in the prime of her life, with a face and figure as beautiful as a flower. Many new experiences awaited her, such as the intoxicating pleasures of love…

But all of this vanished under the hands of this filthy bandit.

“Hmph—”

The man appeared to be around thirty, having shed the childishness of youth and the frivolity of young adulthood. He wasn't exceptionally handsome, but he was pleasing to the eye. His features were sharp and clear, his face deep-set, and his eyes held a chilling calm.

He stared at her, seeing her stammer in fear, and then gave a disdainful snort. His voice carried a hint of amusement, but his eyes held a probing gaze.

“Yan He.” "

He answered her. He wasn't afraid of revealing his identity.

"You...you are..."

Those two simple words made Ning Lingxia tremble, on the verge of tears.

She knew him; everyone in Zhongzhou City knew him. A fallen tribal leader, a vicious bandit hiding underground. They robbed anyone rich, they took anything beautiful. They had no principles, acting only out of their own pleasure, and were terrifyingly powerful.

They wanted money, they wanted women. And she had money, she was a woman.

"Are you afraid?"

He walked towards her, his cold fingers lifting her chin.

Ning Lingxia desperately wanted to shake off those terrifying fingers, but the usually domineering girl didn't even have the courage to resist. She knew that the poor feared the rich, and the rich feared the reckless; there was nothing Yan He wouldn't do.

She was now a lamb to the slaughter, a fish on the chopping block.

"I...my husband will give you money, as much as you want...you...you mustn't do anything rash."

"Oh—?"

The man's fingers changed to claws, gripping her chin and forcing her head higher.

"Has anyone ever told you that I, Yan He, usually want both money and people?"

"I...I'm a princess!"

The bandit's words successfully terrified Ning Lingxia into tears. She hadn't expected to be involved in such a terrible situation; what a wretched fate this would be...

she had actually heard.

Those Yan He had kidnapped, especially women, were less likely to be beautiful, but anyone young and attractive would be brutally violated before being released. She had initially held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that her status would at least make him somewhat wary, but now it seemed she had overestimated her background.

"So what if she's a princess? Perfect timing, I haven't slept with a princess yet. I wonder what it's like to sleep with one."

The man curled his thin lips into a lewd smile, his dark eyes gleaming with lust. His face, weathered by time, radiated a calm light, as if he were fearless.

Ning Lingxia had never seen such a shameless and brazen man, uttering such immoral and shocking words that sounded like a praiseworthy principle…

"The Yun family's wealth, the Yan family's lust… hehe…"

Yan He lowered his head, his thin lips exhaling hot breath as he recited a folk song circulating in the capital. Even children knew that the eldest son of the Yun family loved money, living and dying for it. And this foreign man, who had become a successful bandit, loved nothing more than possessing all the beauties in the world.

"No… no… you can't touch me…"

Ning Lingxia had never been so close to a man before, not even to Yun Zhengyue, with whom she was betrothed. Because she was a princess, only a reckless fool would dare to act recklessly before everything was settled and she was given a proper title.

However, Yan He was not a fool, and no one could take her life.

"Why? You are the woman I snatched back, I can touch you whenever I want."

Ning Lingxia never dreamed that she would be taken advantage of in such a place by such a man. As Yan He spoke, his lips were already on her cheek, lightly pecking at her tender flesh. She was tightly bound and could not resist at all.

"No...no..."

When this strange man sucked on her red lips, Ning Lingxia was completely desperate. Her whole body lost its strength, and she could only let Yan He do as he pleased.

"Princess's lips taste so tender."

Seemingly satisfied with the taste of the rouge on her lips, Yan He stretched out his tongue and lingered between Ning Lingxia's lips and teeth, not in a hurry to penetrate her mouth.

The woman only felt hot all over from his licking, and when she was not careful, she met his dark, demonic eyes and immediately trembled all over. And then, the man's long tongue, tinged with the bitter smell of tobacco, slipped into her mouth. It swirled and licked incessantly, silencing all her cries.

"Mmm...mmm..."

It was a soft, deep, passionate kiss. Ning Lingxia felt as if she were drunk, about to faint. Unconsciously, the man kissing her reached out and removed the phoenix crown from her head, then slowly ran his hands over her entire body, loosening her belt, pulling open her robes, removing everything that could hinder their pleasure.

Only when her exposed skin felt cool in the breeze did she realize how easily she had lost herself. Her body, which had always been so well-covered, was now mostly exposed to this man. He stared at her like prey...

how terrifying this bandit was! He kissed her, licked her, ravaged her...arranging her so that her breasts were half-exposed, her thighs half-covered and half-exposed.

How shameful, how utterly improper!

"Get away...you...you bastard..."

After regaining her senses, Ning Lingxia's cheeks flushed red, her whole body turning slightly pink.

"Not bad, I actually managed to hunt down such a beauty."

Yan He gently licked the corner of her lips before narrowing his eyes and shamelessly wiping away the excess saliva from her tongue with his thumb.

He hadn't been with a woman in a long time, and this one had unexpectedly aroused such great interest in him. It made him determined to have his way with her, to make her feel like she was dying of pleasure, to make her completely submit to him, to make her a tamed plaything.

"No man has ever touched you before, has he? Today, let your uncle teach you how to be a woman."

Calling himself "uncle" wasn't an exaggeration, as he was indeed much older than her. But Ning Lingxia didn't think he was old; instead, she felt that even this title seemed like he was taking advantage of her.

"You're lewd..."

she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes.

In Yan He's eyes, her reaction only added to his amusement. Many of the maids he'd abducted this time were quite beautiful, and he hadn't intended to touch her so soon. But now, he felt his lower body harden, creating a small tent in his pants. If he didn't relieve himself, he'd suffocate.

Thinking of this, he smiled. He reached for his waist and unfastened his trousers, letting them hang loosely on his knees.

Ning Lingxia stared wide-eyed as the enormous penis sprang out of the fabric like a living thing, surrounded by a thick patch of pubic hair. The thick shaft looked hard and large, and the glans was already secreting a teardrop-like liquid. The dark brown shaft was wrapped with tangled veins, and you could even see the pulsating blood vessels.

She didn't know what she was seeing, or rather, she was completely terrified by this horrifying penis.

Yan He ignored her astonishment and continued to tug at his clothes. Soon, a strong, handsome, mature male body was fully revealed before Ning Lingxia. She gazed at his body—the bulging yet not jarring muscles, the sun-tanned palm color, and the menacing yet mysteriously meaningful foreign tattoos…

all of it both intrigued and frightening.

Yan He loosened his hair, letting his long, jet-black hair cascade down, accentuating his nakedness and making him appear like a god from another land. But this god was not enlightened.

Stripped naked, his hand slipped inside Ning Lingxia's bra, pulling out her two soft, tender breasts. He kneaded and played with them wantonly, pinching and twisting her nipples until they were hard and red, before bringing his lips to them and sucking them forcefully like an infant.

“Such soft breasts… Uncle really likes them…”

“Ah… ah ah…”

Watching the black head buried against her chest wriggle and suckle one of her nipples, while the other was being constantly twisted and played with by his fingers like a glass bead. Ning Lingxia felt a burning sensation all over her body from embarrassment. Her breasts felt heavy, tingling, and numb; the areas that had been licked and sucked felt hot and uncomfortable.

She didn't know what was happening, or what Yan He was doing. She could only groan, her swan-like neck arched back. Her legs were wet, and her lower abdomen felt like it was being gripped, aching and painful.

"So cute, it gets hard with just a little lick, so tender and delicious… Little Princess, do you like Uncle sucking your breasts?"

After wantonly fondling Princess Ning's two soft breasts, Yan He's lips followed his large hands downwards. His tongue circled her flat stomach, while his fingers touched the girl's most private vulva.

He carefully parted the two full, closed mounds, revealing the pink flesh in the middle. A stream of clear, sticky fluid immediately flowed out, staining his fingers.

"Such a lewd hole... already so proactive before being explored, it seems my brothers will be feeding you in the future."

Ning Lingxia felt an itch in her lower body from being touched, and her body felt so empty. She didn't notice what Yan He said—that he had several brothers who would take turns raping her.

Yan He quickly found the small opening that was secreting lustful fluid, probed it a few times with his fingers, and then ruthlessly inserted them.

"Ah...it hurts! What are you doing!"

Princess Ning, who was still enjoying the tingling, numb sensation of her first sexual experience, was jolted awake by the pain and immediately tried to squeeze her legs together. She felt something hard being inserted into her lower body, and looking down, she saw it was Yan He's middle finger.

"What am I doing? Of course, I'm fucking you, making you happy."

Pain is necessary; how can there be future pleasure without experiencing this pain? Ignoring the child's crying, Yan He spread Ning Lingxia's snow-white thighs and inserted his middle finger deeper into her vagina.

She was so tight...

her vagina was pink and tender, exuding a pure, untouched fragrance.

The man greedily used his finger to probe and withdraw from the woman's vagina, letting her slowly adapt to the feeling of being penetrated. While stroking her plump, bouncy buttocks, he brought his face close and quickly licked the girl's clitoris.

"Ah...ah...no...don't do this to me..."

Ning Lingxia was almost driven mad by the lewd scene before her. Her genitals were being penetrated by a bandit's middle finger, and his red tongue was licking her vulva. Watching this, she felt her vagina becoming increasingly uncomfortable, a sense of emptiness spreading throughout her body, making her crave something she didn't understand.

Seeing the woman's dazed eyes, Yan He withdrew his dripping middle finger, knowing the time had come. A lewd smile curled his thin lips, and he reached out without hesitation to untie the ropes binding her. Of course, he gave Ning Lingxia no chance to escape. He flipped her over, pinning her to the ground.

His hands hungrily grasped her breasts, kneading them roughly, his lips showering her with deep kisses, his firm buttocks swaying lewdly against the girl's body, his penis relentlessly defiling her young, pure flesh.

"Ah...ah..."

Ning Lingxia was stunned by Yan He's series of fierce attacks. She simply obeyed her instincts, letting this masculine bandit hold her tightly, allowing him to press down on her like a wild beast and take whatever he wanted.

She felt only confusion, both mysterious and bewildered.

Her body was burning with desire, and the man on top of her was so sexy and charmingly mature. She looked into his eyes, obsidian-like, which seemed to see right into her soul. His face, which was not as handsome as Yun Zhengyue's, had become captivating, exuding a completely different kind of wild aura.

"Princess, I'm going to rape you. Are you happy?"

Knowing that she had been subdued by him, Yan He chuckled, parted the girl's legs, and thrust his hard penis into her enchanting orifice with a forceful thrust.

"Ahhh!"

The sudden pain in her lower body caused Ning Lingxia to scream uncontrollably, but Yan He easily held her down and began to thrust in and out with great force.

He didn't give her any chance to adjust, his strong buttocks rising and falling like a sieve.

"Fuck you...fuck you to death...the princess is truly different when fucked..."

Yan He uttered lewd words without restraint as he relentlessly thrust into Ning Lingxia, forcefully penetrating her vagina. He felt how this fortunate beauty's silky passage gripped his penis so tightly, and how her breasts were so elastic, taking on various shapes in his hands.

"Ah...ah..."

After the initial pain, a surge of pleasure followed. Ning Lingxia was pinned down and wantonly violated by the strange man, feeling as if her vagina contained a hard, enormous object, constantly rubbing against her. A certain spot inside her body was being constantly rubbed against, feeling incredibly good, indescribable whether it was itchy or numb. In short, she wished he wouldn't stop, that he would thrust into her harder, that he would hit that spot every time.

“I’m fucking you… my big cock is inside your little hole, you princess… you’re being fucked by your uncle… ahh… fucking you…”

Yan He pinched Ning Lingxia’s nipples, not caring how lewd and depraved he had already made the girl. When he got tired of one position, he lifted Ning Lingxia’s two slender legs onto his shoulders, and knelt between her legs, thrusting even faster into her already swollen and red little hole.

The girl’s labia were small, with little hair, and her fair and pink vulva was now covered in sticky fluid. Like a fresh abalone, a protruding male organ was inserted, the dark brown cock now swollen even larger and had turned a terrifying purplish-black.

The man lowered his head, enjoying watching the whole process of his defiling Ning Lingxia. Especially how he used his waist strength to control the length of his cock as it went in and out of that little hole, he felt refreshed and invigorated, more nourishing than eating any ginseng or snow lotus.

"I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...Princess...Let your uncle shoot all his seed into you, enjoy it to the fullest..."

After thrusting for an unknown amount of time, Ning Lingxia was already delirious, her lower body flowing with fluids. Yan He tightly held the girl's buttocks, rapidly shaking as he made his final thrusts.

After about two or three hundred thrusts, he suddenly shouted, his strong buttocks trembling wildly as he poured streams of cloudy white semen into Ning Lingxia's body.

Chapter 74 Fate

I never thought Liu Yan was a man of his word; he didn't have that kind of integrity. But I forgot, he was a ruthless man. A ruthless man can do anything, including fulfilling a promise that isn't even a promise.

When Nie Feng's accident happened, the court was in chaos because of the new emperor's ascension to the throne. The old emperor had passed away, and Ning Xu was no longer in the governor's mansion. Even Liu Yan only returned intermittently to handle necessary matters before hurriedly leaving again.

I passed by Ning Xu's former room. He hadn't taken the plants he'd carefully tended. Lacking his care, they had withered and died. How ironic that such humble lives withered in the summer heat.

They said Commander Nie had drowned.

The doctor told me that when Nie Feng's body was pulled from the water, he was still clutching a handful of wildflowers, already rotten from being submerged in the lake. His wheelchair lay across the grass by the lake. They wouldn't tell me the truth, but their cautious and regretful eyes told me that he had accidentally fallen into the lake while picking wildflowers for his beloved woman, and the manor had been so busy with official business that they hadn't even seen or heard his struggles and cries for help…

What were they so busy with? Who would eventually ascend the throne? I didn't care. I only cared that my Nie Feng was dead, that the last man who had ever treated me with kindness was dead.

A once mighty general, who could single-handedly hold off ten thousand on the battlefield, actually drowned in a lake while picking wildflowers… Do you think I would believe such a lame excuse?

No—

if I had to believe anything, I would rather believe what Liu Yan once told me.

He said, “Don’t worry, that guy surnamed Nie will never appear before you again.”

I left the manor, then returned. I came and went quietly, unnoticed. The sky outside was overcast, threatening rain. I returned to my room expressionlessly, clutching the things Yuan Weijiu had given me. Everything had passed peacefully, without incident.

The common people were gossiping, saying they were all ants, commoners with no say in the world. They could only watch the strong rule and the weak become slaves.

They said that if it weren't for the marriage between the Yun family and Prime Minister Su, Ning Xu probably wouldn't have so easily won that crucial vote and become the new ruler. In the end, there was double joy: not only did his elder brother marry the daughter of the most powerful prime minister during the old emperor's reign, but his younger brother would also marry Prince Ning, to whom he had been betrothed since childhood.

The weddings of the four were scheduled for the same time as the new emperor's ascension to the throne—all auspicious occasions, approved by the new emperor himself, without conflict.

I listened to all this, simply smiling. This was good; everyone had their deserved destiny. There was no bias, no mismatch of social standing. Everyone will be happy.

Lying on my bed, I clutched the silver lock Nie Feng had given me. Reflecting on everything that had happened over the past few years, love, affection, and grudges were indeed like a dream.

Everyone has their own destiny; everything is predetermined. And I was like a rotten fish, having been through various pots of broth, leaving only a trace of fishiness. But I was quickly picked out and thrown away, then fresh spices were added, thankfully without ruining the delicious dish.

"Thinking about him?"

I didn't know when, but Liu Yan walked in. He looked increasingly tired, but his face had a special radiance. It was as if he was finally about to realize his dream.

And I knew perfectly well why he had that radiance.

"..."

I remained silent, without answering.

"Ha, the dead can't be brought back to life. Nie Feng is really unlucky to have fallen into the water. You think he's useless, but why not think about what you'll gain from having a man you can rely on?"

He took off his dusty outer robe and lay down beside me, one arm encircling my stubble-covered cheek, nuzzling me as if to comfort me, his eyes beginning to close with drowsiness.

"Yes."

I reached out and hugged him back.

"Tell me how you'll treat me."

Seemingly expecting me not to argue, the man's sleepy eyes snapped open again. They opened a crack, as if probing something from me. After a long while, he laughed heartily.

"Little girl, you've finally seen the light."

"Ha..."

I remained noncommittal.

"What do you want?"

"I want to be well-fed and clothed for the rest of my life."

"As long as you're with me, do you still need to worry about these things?"

Liu Yan touched my face and slowly kissed me. His hands also reached into my chest, caressing me again and again.

“I want to be there when the Yun brothers get married.”

“…”

This time it was his turn to be silent. After a long while, the man narrowed his long, thin eyes and snorted coldly.

“What, still can’t let go?”

They weren’t bowing to their parents at their wedding, but to the new emperor. The new emperor’s wedding, the first happy event after his ascension to the throne. The Yun brothers, the Ning siblings, everyone who had ever been connected to me would be there.

“I need to see it with my own eyes before I can let go.”

Liu Yan bit me hard, as if venting his anger, and a few words escaped from his lips.

“Okay

.” “Thank you.”

I sighed, feeling much lighter. I obediently lay flat on the bed, letting the man on top of me strip me naked and then indulge his lust.

These days, Liu Yan seemed to have been under a lot of pressure. This time he fucked me particularly hard, and for a long time afterward, my legs were sore.

“Are you hungry?”

I saw him turn over and rest next to me, his eyes almost sunken. I put on my clothes and gently shook him.

“A little.” “

I’ll go to the kitchen and make you a bowl of noodles.”

“Okay.” "

He said softly, without a doubt.

Chapter 75:

My resigned obedience and compliance successfully pleased Liu Yan, a man who was so arrogant and liked to control everything. So even though the following days were even busier, he was happy to keep me by his side, obeying his orders and taking care of his daily life. This made him feel comfortable and happy.

Of course, I was also very happy—

after Nie Feng died, I felt that time passed very slowly. Every day, every hour felt like a year to me. Following Liu Yan, I watched the court bustling about with the new emperor's ascension to the throne. I felt as if the world had changed drastically, but such a huge change did not cause me any ripples, while every move of this man was so conspicuous and glaring.

In recent days, I have kept Yuan Weijiu's words in mind. The thing in the bottle was dripped into his food every day. After nine days, he would be doomed and would never be able to recover.

Today is the ninth day.

"How are you feeling now, watching the man you love marry another woman?" After a series of elaborate ceremonies, I saw Ning

Xu, clad in a dazzling imperial robe, seated on the throne. He looked so young, yet fate had thrust him into such a noble and dangerous position, all for the sake of the love he had long yearned for. But I didn't think he was lucky; instead, I felt deeply sorry for him.

I had always believed that in the face of survival, everything could be sacrificed.

To live, dignity was unimportant, and love was merely a legend. But now I witnessed someone who, despite possessing the world, would become a puppet, all for the sake of being with his beloved. This kind of sentiment, this kind of persistence, was something someone like Liu Yan would never understand. Perhaps, even I myself didn't understand…

Next, I would officiate the wedding for the two Yun brothers.

The wedding procession was still on its way. I was placed in an inconspicuous spot, where I could see everything clearly without disrupting the solemn occasion.

Liu Yan strolled over to my side and mischievously asked about my mood.

What he wanted had finally come to fruition; now he was dressed in a brocade robe… A jade crown adorned his head. The fatigue of the past few days vanished, replaced by the radiant glow of a victor. He seemed more like the one who had just conquered the world than Ning Xu.

"I don't feel anything. I just want to see if they're doing well, if they're happy."

I smiled softly, reaching into my robes to pull out a few pastries, eating them as if to pass the time while waiting.

The man, not receiving the expected sorrowful reaction, looked at me suspiciously. Seeing me eating so happily, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, he snatched the remaining pastries from my hand in a huff.

"You made food and only care about enjoying it all yourself; you seem to have forgotten who your master is." He

roared, then opened his mouth and swallowed a piece, showing me his hunger.

Time seemed to slow to an extreme. I watched his lips, witnessing the delicate pastries being bitten and chewed to pieces by his teeth, turning into crumbs that rolled in his mouth with saliva before finally being swallowed.

I felt as if a string that had been taut in my heart had finally snapped. With a crisp "snap," a caged bird flew away from its cage. Everything, until this moment, finally settled down.

Nie Feng, I did not betray you—

I have avenged you.

"You're laughing, why?"

The man, still unaware of the impending doom, stared at my sudden change in expression, as if sensing something but unsure. He couldn't help but grab my wrist.

I let him hold me, coldly staring at him, smiling without a word.

Time passed slowly, and I saw Liu Yan's body begin to tremble uncontrollably. He seemed very hot, taking several deep breaths, and couldn't help but loosen his collar.

"You... come with me!"

When his breathing became so rapid, as if he had run miles, the man's face finally turned deathly pale. He looked at me, his narrow eyes shooting out disbelief and extreme resentment, before using his last strength to stumble and drag me into a small room in the back hall.

He was Lord Liu, someone even Prime Minister Su now treated with respect. So no one dared to stop him, nor did anyone cause trouble.

"W-why..."

The door had barely closed when he collapsed to the ground, unable to bear the pain any longer. I saw Liu Yan, who had been impeccably dressed, now writhing on the ground like a mad dog, howling. While I felt a strange sense of satisfaction, I was also terrified. I hadn't expected the drug Yuan Weijiu had given me to be so potent.

"You killed Nie Feng, you deserve this retribution."

I knew he was dead, and I, addicted to drugs, wouldn't live much longer either. So I stood very close to him, not afraid that this madman might suddenly attack and take me down with him.

It's better that he's dead. I used to be terrified of death, always trying to live no matter how terrible it was. But not anymore. At this moment, I truly felt utterly hopeless.

"Nie Feng...?"

The man frantically tore his clothes to shreds, his strong muscles scratched and bleeding, but his mind remained clear.

"I didn't... I didn't kill him..."

Even now, he still wouldn't admit it.

"Don't lie to me anymore, Murong Lan."

I was ruthless and cold-blooded towards a murderer.

"You've become ruthless in your pursuit of power, even silencing your own ninth concubine. You were so afraid Yuan Weijiu would become an obstacle to you that you ruthlessly murdered your own senior brother to lure him out, even using me and the Yun brothers. Now, you're not even sparing Nie Feng! A person like you will not have a good end; now is the time for your retribution!"

"Suqin?"

He was nearly driven mad, driven insane by me.

"Suqin was killed by Yuan Weijiu, what does it have to do with me?"

This bastard still dared to be defiant.

I stopped speaking, only watching coldly, feeling that any further words would be a farce.

How many people in this world are dissatisfied with their appearance, wishing they had magic to completely change it? The masses live only a fleeting few decades. All the changes are nothing more than for desire.

Liu Yan finally tore his clothes to shreds, and the jade crown symbolizing his status was thrown to the ground and smashed to pieces. A living, breathing man was being dismembered right before my eyes. Something seemed to be coursing through his body, and lumps began to burrow beneath his skin.

The transformation was so astonishing that even I was somewhat terrified by what I saw.

All I knew was that in the end, the man's skin spontaneously combusted, engulfing him in eerie blue flames, filling the air with a strange fragrance.

He was burning alive right before my eyes.

I don't know how much time passed, or whether the wedding in the outer hall had even taken place. I was too focused on the present and on my hatred to hear anyone shouting that Princess Ning's bridal sedan chair had been hijacked.

Finally, the flames on Liu Yan's body gradually died down, revealing a naked male body perfectly intact before me. No wounds, not even a single scar. Complete like a perfectly preserved piece of jade—

the only thing that was horrifying was that I didn't recognize this man at all; he bore absolutely no resemblance to Liu Yan.

Liu Yan was tall and strong, while this man was slender and graceful.

Liu Yan was handsome and arrogant, while he was delicate and effeminate.

Liu Yan was dark-skinned, while he was fair-skinned like a woman…

Could this be the real Murong Lan?

Chapter 76 Unraveling the Mystery 1

As I was lost in thought, the “stranger” in front of me opened his eyes. Ignoring his nakedness, he stood up with a sinister expression and walked towards me. I was so frightened that I was at a loss for what to do, and step by step, he forced me against the wall.

“You…”

I don’t know if disguising himself as Liu Yan meant he had lived someone else’s life, but the Murong Lan in front of me looked like a teenager. Fair and tender face, bright and watery eyes. Although he was filled with anger, he was far inferior to the Liu Yan of the past, and had no threat whatsoever.

“You stupid woman, do you know what your biggest weakness is?”

he asked me through gritted teeth, and I forgot that I was supposed to be the one with the upper hand. When asked this question, I lost my confidence and shrank back in fear.

"You said..."

"Your biggest flaw is that you believe everything Yuan Weijiu says,"

he cursed, spitting on my face, seemingly filled with endless resentment. After speaking, seeing I had no reply, he seemed stunned. Murong Lan lowered his eyes, self-deprecatingly pursing his lips, and shook his head. Finally, he released me and walked to a chair, sitting down. He sighed repeatedly—

"So be it, this is my fate..."

I stood in the corner, cautiously watching him. It felt like he'd been given a free ride by simply restoring me to my original form without suffering any harm. But judging from his tone just now, something seemed off. My mind was a jumbled mess, and I couldn't figure it out.

"You were deceived by Yuan Weijiu,"

he finally said after a long silence, unwilling to accept it.

"..."

"He must have told you that I killed Suqin to cover up the fact that he wasn't Liu Yan. He also told you how to break my fake body, causing me to lose all my power, and now I'm like a cripple."

"..."

"You're stupid."

Murong Lan looked up at me, her eyes filled with resentment and pity.

"Suqin was indeed killed by Yuan Weijiu's palm strike. You know, he has always been infatuated with the Crown Princess, Nalan Ruoli. But the Crown Prince was having fun with Suqin here, and he didn't care about this woman who, although she was a princess of the Hu Kingdom, hadn't won his favor."

"In the Crown Prince's eyes, marrying a princess was nothing more than politics. And how could my stubborn senior brother stand for this? The woman he couldn't have was taken away by someone else, and he didn't even cherish her. How could he swallow this insult? If he didn't kill the woman the Crown Prince loved, a man as petty as him probably wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully."

"What nonsense are you spouting, Murong Lan? What tricks are you trying to pull now?"

He talked on and on, but I felt colder and colder. What he said completely overturned the beliefs I had relied on for the past ten years.

Was he talking about Uncle Jiu? The man I once loved deeply—

my Uncle Jiu was a ruthless, jealous, petty, and woman-killing psychopath... No, this absolutely couldn't be true.

"Hmph, believe it or not, it's up to you."

As if she had expected me to question him, Murong Lan sneered, looking at me like a cunning rabbit about to be cooked by a lackey.

"But I have to tell you something else. Your Nie Feng, Commander Nie, definitely didn't die by my hand... You know how to use that potion, which proves that Yuan Weijiu had instructed you beforehand. I'm afraid the one who killed you wouldn't have used that potion on me if he hadn't really hurt you, and he would never have gotten what he wanted."

"..."

"If I'm not mistaken, the person sitting in the main hall now isn't Tu Ningxu, but him—my senior brother, whose disguise skills are unparalleled. After making so many moves and going through so many twists and turns, he's finally going to get Nalan Ruoli. It's all thanks to his persistence."

The man slumped his shoulders, helpless and powerless.

"No... Uncle Jiu doesn't know any disguise skills! He learned martial arts, you learned techniques, don't try to fool me!"

I couldn't listen anymore. If I didn't say something, I'd probably be the one who went crazy the next moment.

"Ah—?"

Murong Lan narrowed his eyes, first startled, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, how stupid, you're really stupid!"

"Martial arts can't be separated, and how could my master be so biased? We both learned the same things. If he wants me dead, I want him dead too. Not because he's the only one who can break my disguise, but because I'm also the only one who can remove his mask."

"It's just that my master was biased back then, only giving him the potion and not me. But if I still had my skills, I could fight him head-on, and at worst, we'd both die, and neither of us would gain an advantage. I just couldn't bear to give up everything I had gained, and I didn't want to fight him head-on. But if I were alright, and found out he had become a king, things would probably be different—"

His expression became solemn, and finally, he closed his eyes.

"Unfortunately, it's too late. I still lost in the end."

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