Chapter 188 I Just Like to Make Things Difficult

Han Wei paused in her actions, staring coldly at Lu Qingheng: "What did you say?"

Lu Qingheng's eyes were bright, and his tone was resolute: "I choose one, I will leave Haotian Sect today."

"You're asking for it, aren't you? You're only at the first level of Qi Refining, with a pseudo-spiritual root. It's an honor for you to be my male concubine, yet you don't appreciate it at all." Han Wei's gaze was icy.

Lu Qingheng's voice was no longer gentle:

“I know that I am of poor quality and unworthy of the young master. The young master is a genius and of noble status. There are many people who are willing to be your male concubines. Why force someone as useless as me?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual pressure pressed down on him, causing his entire body to tremble violently. He couldn't even stand up straight, as if a thousand pounds of weight had pressed down on him, forcing his knees to hit the ground. But he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up, letting blood flow from the corner of his mouth.

Han Wei felt heartbroken when she saw him bleeding, because this was her Lu Qingheng. But when she thought that he was still the Jade Emperor, she hated him and was furious.

In a fit of anger, Han Wei flicked her sleeve, sending Lu Qingheng flying with tremendous force. His body slammed into a pillar like a kite with a broken string, then crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Qingheng was severely injured by Han Wei's attack.

He endured the excruciating pain and stood up. Before he could even steady himself, Han Wei, who had darted forward, grabbed his collar and asked him in a cold voice, "I'll give you one more chance. Be my gigolo. Are you willing?"

The man with black hair and golden eyes had a pale and weak face, but his eyes showed no fear or hesitation. He said, "I don't want to."

Han Wei's chest heaved with anger. She stared at him for a few moments and sneered, "You don't want to, do you? That's perfect. I like to force people to do things they don't want to do."

A burst of light emanated from her body, a nine-colored light that enveloped Lu Qingheng, and the two disappeared from the scene, reappearing in the bedchamber. Lu Qingheng was thrown onto the bed by her. Already severely injured, Lu Qingheng didn't have time to get up before Han Wei pressed him down, reaching out to pull at his belt.

"you……"

Born a noble young master, and having joined the Haotian Sect, he had many admirers, but no one had ever treated him so rudely. Lu Qingheng's mind went blank for a moment before he began to struggle violently.

Han Wei quickly stripped off his top, her methods quite skillful, while Lu Qingheng struggled, his face flushed red.

"How could you be so shameless... Stop... You..."

Although he admired Han Wei, he would never accept her having such an affair with him. To him, it was an insult.

Han Wei didn't care about him at all. He was the one who insisted on coming to her, so it would be a waste not to take advantage of his good intentions.

Golden chains bound Lu Qingheng's hands and feet, tying him to the bed, and stripped him naked.

The girl sitting on him slowly and deliberately took off her clothes. He looked at her beautiful body and his breath caught in his throat. This was the first time he had ever seen a woman's body, let alone such a perfect one...

After a brief moment of distraction, he was filled with anger and shame, but he couldn't break free and could only let Han Wei do as she pleased.

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It was rainy and windy last night.

The blue gauze curtains hung lightly in the bedroom. When Lu Qingheng woke up, he found himself lying naked on the bed, covered with a brocade quilt.

He remembered what had happened last night and suddenly sat up. His internal injuries had healed at some point, and even his cultivation level had increased from the first level of Qi Refining to the thirteenth level. However, his body was covered with bruises and marks, as well as bloodstains from his fingernails.

Not far away, a young girl in a white gauze dress was leisurely sipping tea. When Lu Qingheng sat up, she turned around and said softly, "You're awake."

The handsome man with black hair and golden eyes felt his face burning as he recalled what had happened last night. He glared angrily at Han Wei, "You, you..."

He never imagined he would be forced by a woman. Last night's absurdity filled him with shame and rage.

"You're mine now. You have to be my male concubine whether you like it or not," Han Wei said smugly.

"You...you are shameless!" Lu Qingheng cursed.

Han Wei chuckled: "I may be shameless, but what can you do about it?"

Lu Qingheng stared intently at her, while Han Wei smiled and met his gaze. After a long while, Lu Qingheng looked away, put on his clothes, and walked outside.

Han Wei called out to him, "Stop!"

Lu Qingheng stopped in his tracks.

"Where are you going?" Han Wei asked, looking at him.

"I, Lu, would never use my looks to please anyone," Lu Qingheng said coldly.

call out!

Han Wei suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path. She reached out to touch his face, but he dodged her touch. Unperturbed, Han Wei smiled and said, "You enjoyed it quite a bit last night, didn't you? You refused at first, but then you were quite cooperative, weren't you?"

Lu Qingheng blushed crimson at her words. Just as she said, he had initially refused, but who could truly resist the temptation of being intimate with a beauty like Han Wei, who was also the woman he loved? From his initial refusal, he succumbed to desire, ultimately becoming hopelessly addicted.

"You like me, don't you? You don't want to be my male concubine, but you still want to be my husband? You have a pseudo-spiritual root, and you still want to be my husband?" Han Wei mocked.

Lu Qingheng's pride was wounded by her words. Yes, he was just a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator; the only thing she was interested in was his face, which was why she slept with him. He did admire her, but he would never let her trample on his dignity.

“Of course I am not worthy to be Young Master Han’s husband. Why should Young Master Han bother with a lowly cultivator like me? Even if you want a male concubine, you should find one with a Heavenly Spiritual Root to match your status, shouldn’t you?” Lu Qingheng said sarcastically.

"How dare you! Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Han Wei's tone was icy.

Lu Qingheng showed no fear: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated."

He continued walking outside, and Han Wei watched his retreating figure without stopping him. Lu Qingheng walked out of the main hall step by step, and when he reached the outside, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, as if his heart and lungs were being torn apart. He crouched down, curled up, and was covered in cold sweat.

Han Wei had appeared before him without him noticing, gently fanning herself with a fan, and smiling radiantly as she looked at the pained Lu Qingheng.

“I’ve placed a curse on you. The curse will take effect if you move a hundred paces away from me. The farther you are from me, the more unbearable the pain will become. And you still have to go…”

Before Han Wei could finish speaking, Lu Qingheng, enduring the excruciating pain, stood up and walked forward step by step.

Han Wei stood frozen in place, watching him tremble all over, watching him grit his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, his face pale as he walked forward step by step. He would rather die in pain than stay by her side and endure her humiliation.

This is the real Lu Qingheng.

She should have known.

Although Prince Yan, Lu Qingheng, appears sickly and gentle, he is actually more stubborn than anyone else at heart, and his pride will not allow anyone to trample on it.

Han Wei watched him grit his teeth until they bled from the pain, watching him lean against the rock, panting heavily, looking utterly pathetic, yet his gaze showed no sign of submission. She knew he wouldn't beg for mercy. Han Wei felt heartbroken for him, yet also furious. Why did it have to be Lu Qingheng? Couldn't he be Gu Qi?

"If you take another step, I'll wipe out your entire family," Han Wei said coldly.

Lu Qingheng finally turned back.