Chapter 67 Meng Huaiyan's Forced Love

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Meng Huaiyan's Forced Love

Meng Huaiyan carried Shen Tang into the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and then leaned over to cover her.

The previous incident involving Shen Li had already caused her a great deal of suffering, and now Meng Huaiyan's anger was clearly even greater than before.

Shen Tang was so scared that she started trembling all over. She desperately tried to hit Meng Huaiyan, hoping to make him stop.

But Meng Huaiyan grabbed both of his wrists tightly and then pinned them above his head.

Meng Huaiyan wore a gentle smile, but his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty lust and ruthlessness as he looked at her.

"Save your energy, or you'll faint again like last time."

A sudden downpour caused the crabapple blossoms to tremble violently, their petals soaked and crumpled by the rain, appearing fragile and pitiful.

But the storm did not stop; instead, it intensified.

A mournful sound came from the wind, as if the crabapple blossoms could not withstand the blow of the storm and were emitting cries of sorrow.

The sky began to lighten with the first light of dawn; the storm had finally passed, and the crabapple blossoms were able to rest for a moment before falling into a deep sleep.

When Shen Tang woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Her whole body ached unbearably, as if she had been shattered and then put back together. She tried to prop herself up with her hands, but suddenly saw that a chain was fastened to her left wrist.

The other end was fastened to the bedpost at the head of the bed.

The handcuffs were wrapped in layers of soft fabric, as if to prevent her wrists from getting hurt.

The chain wasn't very long; Shen Tang estimated it to leave her only enough space to move freely in the bedroom.

Is Meng Huaiyan planning to imprison her in his bedroom?

As Shen Tang watched this scene unfold, her heart was filled with turmoil. In fear, she pulled hard on the long chain, trying to break free from its restraints.

The chain, however, could only make a clanging and grating sound, and it was unable to break free even slightly.

Despair filled Shen Tang's eyes; she truly hadn't expected Meng Huaiyan to go this far...

She lay helplessly on the bed, letting her tears fall silently.

Hearing the sound of the chains, Qiao'er immediately went into the bedroom. When she saw Shen Tang lying on the bed silently shedding tears, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

She knelt by the bed and said gently, "Princess Consort, are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I'll go and get it for you."

Shen Tang closed her eyes, not wanting to say a word.

Seeing her like this, Qiao'er sighed helplessly and left the room.

A short while later, Qiao'er brought in a bowl of porridge: "Princess Consort, you shouldn't be so hard on your health. Let me serve you some."

Qiao'er leaned forward to help Shen Tang up, but Shen Tang suddenly pushed her hard. Qiao'er was caught off guard and fell to the ground, knocking over the porridge bowl with a loud bang.

"Don't touch me!"

Qiao'er immediately knelt down on the ground: "This servant is guilty, please punish me, Your Highness."

Looking at Qiao'er's frightened appearance, Shen Tang felt pained. She knew it wasn't Qiao'er's fault, but whenever she thought that Qiao'er was Meng Huaiyan's person, she couldn't help but want to take her anger out on her.

Shen Tang buried her head in the pillow. After a moment, she composed herself and said, "Get up. It's not your fault. I shouldn't blame you."

Qiao'er glanced at her cautiously: "Princess Consort, why don't you eat something? Your stomach won't be able to handle this."

Shen Tang shook her head: "I have no appetite, I can't eat."

She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you know where A-Yun is? How is she?"

When Shen Tang asked this question, she didn't have much hope, since when she asked last time, Qiao'er only replied that she didn't know.

Unexpectedly, this time Qiao'er answered her.

"Sister Ayun has been locked in the woodshed by the young master. I just went to see her and also called a doctor. She is fine, so the young master's wife need not worry too much."

Hearing that A-Yun was alright, Shen Tang finally felt relieved.

After a moment, she said to Qiao'er, "You can go out now. I want to be alone for a while."

Qiao'er glanced at her with some concern, then tidied up the room and quietly left.

When Meng Huaiyan returned from his shift that evening, he saw Shen Tang lying on the bed looking lifeless, and he couldn't help but furrow his brow.

"Qiao'er said you haven't eaten all day?"

Shen Tang now felt disgusted just looking at Meng Huaiyan, so she turned her back to him and ignored him.

Meng Huaiyan stepped forward to help her up, but Shen Tang slapped him hard across the face: "Get out!"

Shen Tang used all her strength in that slap, and Meng Huaiyan clearly felt his face burning instantly. Without even looking, he knew that there must be a clear five-finger mark on his face now.

In the past, when Shen Tang hit him, he felt angry and offended, but now, after a while, he's actually gotten used to it...

Meng Huaiyan took a deep breath and said patiently, "Get up and eat. I don't want to say it a second time."

Shen Tang scoffed coldly and ignored him.

So you're planning not to say a single word to me now?

Shen Tang closed her eyes, clearly indicating her refusal to communicate.

Meng Huaiyan's anger flared up instantly: "Why are you getting angry with me? You're the one who did something wrong! Now you're acting like I'm the one who's wrong. You're being completely unreasonable."

I have no reason to argue?

Shen Tang almost laughed in anger: "You think you're right? Is your right to lock people up like this without any dignity?!"

Meng Huaiyan's face instantly twisted: "You asked for this. If you had been obedient, why would I have treated you like this? You were disobedient, so don't blame me!"

"So you think you've done absolutely nothing wrong?"

Meng Huaiyan's lips were pressed tightly together, his gaze towards her cold and solemn: "I'm not wrong, you're wrong!"

"......"

Shen Tang closed her eyes, feeling utterly desolate. She really shouldn't have had any expectations of someone like Meng Huaiyan. A ruler who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals would never understand what respect is.

They are cold-hearted and selfish at heart; in their eyes, it is wrong not to comply with their demands.

Trying to reason with them is like casting pearls before swine. Shen Tang turned her head away, not wanting to speak anymore.

When Meng Huaiyan saw that Shen Tang had resumed her cold and hard attitude of refusing to communicate, his face instantly darkened.

"Fine, you're not going to eat? If you're not going to eat, then A-Yun isn't going to eat either!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Tang immediately opened her eyes, sat up, and glared at him fiercely: "Meng Huaiyan, are you sick? What else can you do besides threaten me?"

Meng Huaiyan did not answer her, but said in a gloomy tone, "So, do you want to eat or not?"

Shen Tang clenched her fists, feeling as if her heart was bound in an invisible net, a feeling so oppressive it was suffocating.

After a moment, she finally relented and said, "Eat."

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Meng Huaiyan: My wife isn't eating properly, I'm angry!