At this moment, the broken bridge that Huo Ling saw was not the same broken bridge that he had seen earlier.

Instead, the bridge wasn't broken; it's still intact.

On the other side of the broken bridge, many people dressed in ancient costumes were walking back and forth.

Among them was an extremely beautiful woman in ancient costume, holding a light green oil-paper umbrella, lingering on the other side of the broken bridge.

Wan Jiaoyang looked indifferently at everything before him. This place was already haunted by evil spirits, so it was not surprising that this scene had occurred.

Huo Ling no longer showed the surprise he had when they first met; his expression had returned to normal.

Wan Jiaoyang lifted his silencing, and Huo Ling opened his mouth, pressed his cheek, and asked, "Should we go over and take a look?"

"It will be all right."

Wan Jiaoyang said this and went ahead first, and Huo Ling followed.

Ah Li picked up a willow branch and followed behind Huo Ling.

Reaching what others perceived as the end of the broken bridge, Wan Jiaoyang stepped onto the other side and entered the crowd dressed in ancient costumes.

"Don't touch anything here."

"Owner!"

Just as Wan Jiaoyang finished speaking, Ah Li was grabbed by Huo Ling.

As Huo Ling passed by the woman holding the light green oil-paper umbrella, her hand was grabbed by him.

Huo Ling wanted to say: This wasn't something I wanted to touch; it was this woman who touched me.

But he disappeared.

Because Ahri was close by, Huo Ling suddenly grabbed her and they both disappeared.

When Ah Li opened her eyes, she found herself dressed in a bright red wedding gown, being pressed down on a table by a groom who was also dressed in a bright red wedding gown.

"Get away!"

Ahri desperately patted the person in front of her, but her strength had diminished here, and she couldn't control this body.

"What is it that you want? Why are you doing this to me! Tonight I'm going to make you mine!"

After the groom finished speaking viciously, he raised his hand and tore Ah Li's wedding dress to shreds.

Ah Li also saw the groom's face clearly; it was... Huo Ling!

The original owner had never encountered this before!

Huo Ling couldn't control himself at all at this moment. His body was as if it were being controlled by someone else. He pressed Ah Li down and watched Ah Li panic and try to avoid him. He then lowered his head directly towards Ah Li.

The red candle on the table fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and then went out.

That night, only the moonlight streaming in through the window witnessed this scene and knew what had happened.

As dawn broke, Ahri tugged at her collar and forced herself to sit up from the table.

Huo Ling sat silently on the ground; he was now in control of himself.

"sorry."

Huo Ling slapped himself hard, so hard that his lip broke and bled, and his face quickly swelled up.

Ah Li's lips were swollen and her body ached terribly. After a while, she finally said, "I need to wash up."

"Okay, I'll go fetch water."

Huo Ling stood up abruptly, and as soon as she opened the door, a group of maids walked in.

These maids were all expressionless, like paper figures. Some of them fetched water, while others walked to Ah Li's side and said, "Young Madam, please come with me."

Where are you taking her?

Huo Ling walked over and stood in front of Ah Li, but his movements were still somewhat stiff.

The maid said, "Young mistress, it's time to wash up."

Ah Li also felt sticky and uncomfortable all over. She didn't look at Huo Ling, but simply said, "Okay."

Then, you have to follow the maid.

"Danger, Ahri."

Huo Ling grabbed Ah Li's sleeve, feeling very uneasy. He had forced himself on Ah Li last night.

"It's alright, you should go wash up and change your clothes too."

Ah Li didn't turn around at this moment. She needed to calm down. This world was too chaotic, so chaotic that she ended up having a relationship with someone like this.

However, it's possible that all of this is an illusion.

Because at the beginning of last night, neither she nor Huo Ling could control their every move, as if they were different people.

She and Huo Ling were able to control themselves when it was fully light.

Ah Li was still calling Wan Jiaoyang's name in her heart, but there was no response.

Huo Ling stared blankly at her clothes, the hem stained with the absurdities of the previous night.

"Young master, this way please."

A maid stood respectfully in front of Huo Ling and spoke.

Huo Ling was still in a daze when she followed the maid.

After he finished washing up, Ali also changed his clothes and was having dinner.

The two of them had just washed up in a place separated by only one wall.

A maid on the other side of the wall teased, "Young Master is so valiant, look at the marks on Young Madam's body..."

Ah Li remained silent, but Huo Ling on the other side of the wall blushed.

Ahri looked beautiful last night...

Huo Ling immediately submerged himself in the water. What was he thinking?

Last night was wrong, terribly wrong.

In the real world, if Ahri went to the police, she could face a minimum sentence of three years and up to ten years in prison.

When Ah Li saw that Huo Ling had changed his clothes and sat down to eat, she put down her bowl and chopsticks.

Huo Ling seemed embarrassed and asked her with his head down, "Um, are you still in pain?"

Last night, "he" couldn't control his strength at all. When he woke up this morning, he was worried that Ah Li would get hurt.

So he asked his maid to bring him a bottle of ointment, saying, "This is what I asked the maid to prepare. You, you can take it and use it."

After saying this, Huo Ling seemed to be on fire, her face turning bright red.

Ahri was extremely embarrassed. She picked up a handkerchief to cover her face, then accepted the ointment. She said, "I don't know what's going on now. Is this place an illusion? Are we still the real us?"

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