Wen Ze's strength was extremely powerful. As he kissed her, his hand on her chin slowly moved, eventually gripping the back of her neck, leaving her no room to back down.

Seeing that Yan Li was still lost in thought, he bit down hard, breaking her lip and then bit deeper, desperately trying to make her feel his presence.

A sharp pain shot through her lips, and Yan Li's initial urge to struggle vanished. Don't ask her why she didn't bite back; it's because this bitch knows how to dodge!

He actually hid!

As if on purpose, the moment she made a move, he would step back slightly, drawing her to move forward, and then forcefully suppress her.

Yan Li couldn't explain her current feelings. None of the wounds on her body hurt, but this person was like a poison.

She was so angry that her mouth hurt and her heart ached.

She was no longer pure, and the first kiss she had prepared for the princess was inexplicably lost.

Yan Li was unaware that Wen Ze's heart was trembling at that moment.

He originally intended to take revenge on her, even planning to keep her in the castle to torment and torture her, making her wish she were dead. But seeing that she hadn't returned all day and that the back mountain was full of wolves, jackals, tigers, and leopards, he finally panicked.

Why would he get angry with a mute person?

Wen Ze stopped and pulled Yan Li into his arms again.

She wasn't short, but when she was being pulled and hugged like this, her forehead was just a little below Wen Ze's shoulder blade.

Listening to the heartbeat in the other's chest, it felt as if the two of them were the only beings in the world.

Unfortunately, this peace was short-lived, shattered by a resounding slap.

Yan Li looked at her still trembling hands, then at the handsome face under the moonlight, where the faint handprint was still visible, and finally fell silent.

Did she fan herself too late?

The air seemed to freeze. Wen Ze's face was slightly turned to the side, his lips were slightly stiff, and after a long while, as if he was furious, he actually chuckled softly.

The absurd scene truly frightened Yan Li. Without thinking too much or waiting for Wen Ze to make a move, she turned around and prepared to run down the mountain.

But Yan Li was no match for Wen Ze.

A sharp, intense pain shot through the back of her neck again, and she collapsed into Wen Ze's arms. As she closed her eyes, she looked into his red eyes and sighed inwardly:

He really went all out!

If it were any heavier, it could probably break her neck.

Dark clouds obscured the bright moonlight, and a rare downpour began. Outside the castle, seeing the lord soaked to the bone and his wife in his arms, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Why must you do this, my lord?" The butler asked, opening the door and handing over a blanket.

"If the lord truly cannot bear to part with his wife, what harm is there in imprisoning her in the castle? She is already on your territory; she cannot escape."

What kind of situation is this? He couldn't bear to part with her, yet he threatened to teach her a lesson, and after teaching her a lesson, he insisted on going to find her himself.

Their faces were swollen from being hit, but they still managed to bring them back in their arms.

Young people, is dating really this complicated these days?

He can't get involved at all.

The steward had no idea that his casual remark had taken his lord to heart and made him believe it wholeheartedly.

...

When Yan Li opened her eyes again, despite having prepared herself mentally, she still hadn't expected that she hadn't prepared enough.

This time it's even worse than the last.

"Ah Yan is really enthusiastic!"

Yan Li was originally worried that she would be affected by that dream and would not know how to get along with this lord for a while, so she thought she should deliberately avoid him.

But when she woke up, she found herself sleeping in the coffin again.

Completely disregarding her concerns, she climbed off Wen Ze, sat down beside the crystal coffin, and curled up into a ball.

"Shouldn't you explain why I'm in your coffin again, lord?"

The iron chain that was originally locked to the pillar has changed position and is now on the feet of the lord in front of him.

And on the other end, she was still handcuffed.

Wen Ze's skin was extremely fair, especially his face, which was as smooth as cream and had no pores at all, not to mention the slap mark from his dream.

Yan Li wasn't so bad at distinguishing between dreams and reality, but at this moment, the person in front of her, the master of the castle, an old monster who had lived for countless years, was scheming against her and wanted her to admit it herself.

Where else can you find something so beautiful?

Wen Ze wasn't angry, but he brazenly pulled on the iron chain connecting the two of them, as if he had encountered some kind of rogue, and sighed:

"Didn't A-Yan find this chain himself by asking the steward?"

"Why are you blaming me now?"

"Even if Ah Yan doesn't want to admit it, there's no need to pin such a huge burden on me."

Wen Ze used the most innocent tone to casually dismiss the matter, his well-defined fingers toying with the iron chain, his eyes showing no sign of urgency.

But who knows how angry he was when he saw her locking herself in that coffin room yesterday?

He was completely oblivious to his seductive arts, but he was deeply infatuated with the princess he had never met. To protect his heart, he was even willing to lock himself up without even taking a key.

Did she ever consider that if something unexpected happened, she wouldn't be able to escape and would die in that house, becoming a sacrifice for the princess, and no one would know?

Yan Li laughed in anger: "But I remember very clearly that I handcuffed the iron chain to the pillar in that room. If you didn't do it, then how do you explain all of this?"

As she spoke, her fingers landed on her ankle, and she tugged at it, trying to break the chain.

"Stop talking nonsense. There's only one key to this chain, and the butler should have entrusted it to you for safekeeping."

It was at this moment that Wen Ze reached out and stopped her.

Before Yan Li could question her again, Wen Ze covered her mouth as if he didn't want to listen anymore.

The space inside the crystal coffin was not large to begin with. Yan Li was already huddled to one side, unable to stretch his arms and legs, and now he had nowhere to hide.

Wen Ze grabbed Yan Li and pulled her over.

After a dizzying spin, Wen Ze pinned Yan Li down. Although most of his body was propped up, the two were still extremely close.

Unlike his previous gentle demeanor, Wen Ze leaned down slightly and spoke slowly: "If I truly had ulterior motives, I wouldn't play such childish tricks."

Yan Li: Really?

Don't take it seriously.

She just hasn't dated anyone, that doesn't mean she's clueless in that area.

But she didn't have a chance to refute it at all.

“Ah Yan might not know me yet.” Wen Ze looked at the stunned Yan Li and a faint smile appeared on his lips, but his eyes darkened slightly.

"If I really wanted to, I wouldn't let Ayan have any chance to leave my side."

"I will only keep you locked up in this room until I have had my fill, then I will move you to another place to keep you imprisoned, and I will come to see you whenever I feel like it."

Yan Li was unable to move, and could only feel her heart starting to race.

Help! It seems she's really encountered a psychopath.

"Also, if Ayan's mouth doesn't say what I want to hear, I'll let Ayan know what words are appropriate to say."