Li Zongci suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were covered by a strip of cloth, and he could see nothing in complete darkness.

"old……"

He wanted to call her "wife," but his mouth was stuffed with something round.

They couldn't speak complete sentences and could only make indistinct sounds.

Who is it?

Which damned guy managed to evade the Ates family's layers of security and plot against him?

Did they harm Fu Yu?

Damn it!

Li Zongci was only thinking about his wife's safety. The more he struggled, the tighter the ropes binding him became.

It's like he's a big fish tied tightly to a chopping board, unable to turn over.

Damn it!

If he catches this bastard, he will definitely tear him to pieces!

In a daze, the cold touch on his chest interrupted his thoughts.

As they drew nearer, their warm skin gently brushed against his collarbone.

Someone was biting into a block of ice, sliding the ice across his chest.

The melting ice droplets converged into an ice stream, slowly flowing downwards, but then evaporated instantly due to the scalding hot abs.

Li Zongci paused, his jaw clenching tightly around the ball.

She's my wife.

The person who tied him up was Fu Yu.

Even if Fu Yu blindfolded him and tied his limbs.

But the fragrance in the air, and the hissing sound she made when she gasped for air when she felt cold, had already given away her identity.

His wife underestimated how well he knew her.

Next time, we should cover his nose and plug his ears.

He was told that he could only sense his wife's presence through skin touch.

"Wife."

Emperor Lizong called out "wife" in a babbling voice, his inability to pronounce the syllables clearly adding to his cloying and sickly charm.

Fu Yu calmly raised her eyes and spat out the ice cube.

She whispered in his ear, coldly replying, "Who's your wife? You're a liar, a despicable criminal."

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, huh?"

"It seems I've been too lenient with you. You need to suffer a bit to make you behave."

The silver needle pierced Li Zongci's lower abdomen with precision.

Li Zongci slightly bent over, his blood and qi involuntarily rushing to his lower abdomen.

He wanted it.

I really want it.

Yes, he is a despicable scumbag, a hypocritical liar, and a sanctimonious ruler.

He wanted to completely possess Fu Yu's body and soul.

If it weren't for Fu Yu's fear of pain and her weak constitution preventing her from having sex...

He really wished that Fu Yu's illness would never be cured.

In this way, he could use this as an excuse to hold her forever and never let go.

Fu Yu could go nowhere but into his arms.

He would be her crutch, her only support in this life.

Li Zongci struggled to get close to Fu Yu's face, rubbing against her like a wild beast.

The brief coolness relieved the burning pain in my body.

A high, straight nose bridge rests on slightly fleshy cheeks.

The scorching breath hit Fu Yu's skin, but she decisively avoided it.

"Wife..."

If Li Zongci had a tail, it would probably be wagging high in the sky by now.

He wished he could use his tail to imprison the woman in front of him.

She bound him, and he bound her in return.

No one can separate them.

"Host, you should stop torturing Li Zongci. I feel that in a little while, he will suffer a heart attack from the stress and die from vomiting blood."

"What's the rush?"

Fu Yu lowered her eyes and picked out a whip with tassels from the weapons on the table.

"I'll teach him a lesson so he'll know what happens if he lies to me in this game."

The system could vaguely sense the displeasure in Fu Yu's tone.

She was angry that Li Zongci hadn't told her the truth, that he had drugged himself that night.

"Host, you hate being lied to?"

"certainly."

Fu Yu used a whip to lift Li Zongci's chin.

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently. Spit out all those dirty little schemes in your heart, bit by bit."

Li Zongci and the system knelt down together.

A few seconds later, the system patted its knees and stood up.

He had lived a life of extreme caution and trepidation, and had never done anything to deceive his host, so why did he kneel down as well?

It must be because Fu Yu has an incredibly strong aura.

Yes, that must be it.

This 'kidnapping case' ended with Li Zongci's confession, which resulted in him receiving a whipping.

His Fu Yu is not some timid and obedient little white rabbit.

She was a cunning fox who killed without a trace, capable of easily bewitching and seducing, making his death in this secret room worthwhile.

It's because after each whipping, she would be out of breath and her breathing would be particularly heavy.

Who told her to say such harsh words while also playfully nibbling his earlobe?

Who told her to casually touch his abs while tearing his shirt?

This is hardly a form of caning; how is it any different from what they do every night?

Breathing, movements, touch—they were exactly the same.

This was not punishment; for Li Zongci, it was the most potent poison.

The following day at the wedding, Emperor Lizong wore a white suit. The tightly buttoned suit covered the whip marks on his chest, but could not hide the bite marks on his neck and the strangulation marks that extended to his collarbone.

After the makeup artist finished applying the face makeup, she was about to pat the remaining powder onto her neck for blending.

Her starry eyes widened instantly.

"Young Master Li, should we... should we cover this up?"

Wow, this is so intense, they're playing it so big!

It is widely believed that Emperor Lizong doted on his wife to the point of obsession, and it seems that this is indeed true.

"No."

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