Ye Fan looked at Ye Wanqing's heroic and bright eyes, and his heart was slightly shaken.
After resuming her female attire, Princess Shen was so beautiful that one could forgive most of her mistakes. Furthermore, her wounded, blood-stained crescent-shaped white gauze dress, coupled with her slightly pale complexion, gave her a heroic air tinged with a touch of pity.
Who wouldn’t feel bad and show leniency after seeing this?
Ye Fan's tone softened a bit, but he still insisted, "Why are you helping me? Could it be that you used to bully my sister, and now that she's dead, you feel guilty?"
Song Lin's handsome brows knitted up when he heard this. He said coldly, "She also bullied your sister?"
When they talked about Chen Xu bullying her, Ye Wanqing felt more and more guilty. In the past, it was always Chen Xu who provoked her, and she would teach him a lesson in return.
When she thought of Shen Xu being trapped in Haoyue Country and not knowing how much torture and grievance he had suffered, her eyes suddenly became red.
"Brother Ye Fan..."
"Stop acting so pitiful here. How did you bully Miss Ye?" Song Lin gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and asked her in a low voice.
At this time, Murong Yao's voice came from outside the door.
A graceful young man in a light green robe walked in, fanning himself. His voice was deep and calm. "How could she possibly bully your sister? With her martial arts skills, it's already a relief that she hasn't been bullied."
Hearing this, Ye Wanqing felt something was wrong. Now she was in the hands of the Third Prince again, and she didn't know what bad things he would do this time.
"Is that right, Princess Shen?"
Ye Wanqing snorted and turned her head away.
"Who hurt my sister Shen so badly? Why is she bleeding? Quickly send someone to bandage her."
Ye Wanqing saw Murong Yao and said unhappily,
"Murong Yao, how much money do you want to extort from me this time? I'm telling you, if you dare to touch me, my brother and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not let you go."
"Why would I want to blackmail you, Sister Shen? In the past, the brothers thought you were a boy and played some harmless jokes on you. If they knew you were a girl, they would love you so much that they would never joke with you like that."
Ye Wanqing scoffed coldly, "Does the Third Prince think I'm a fool? I, Chen Xu, am an abandoned child of the Tingnan Marquisate anyway. You can beat me up or scold me as you please, but no one will stand up for me."
Murong Yao sent Ye Fan and Song Lin away, closed the door of the wing room, and untied the man from the chair.
"Look how wronged my sister is, Sister Chen. Ever since we parted at Wanxiang Tower that day, this prince has fallen in love with you at first sight. I think about you day and night and want to see you again."
叶挽晴轻嗤了一声，“是吗？我怎么听说你想求娶西岭城的林郡主，还派人把她堵在巷子里，想来个英雄救美，结果被我哥揍得鼻青脸肿，好几日都避不上朝。”
Murong Yao coughed uncomfortably, but said shamelessly, "How could that be? Princess Lin is not even half as beautiful as my sister."
He grabbed Ye Wanqing's wrist and controlled her on the chair. His deep voice was extremely gentle, "Sister Shen, what's so good about Murong Yan? You might as well follow me."
"What good is there in being with you? What do I want from you? For you to spend the ladies' money? For you to play around with all the famous ladies in the capital? Or for you to collude with Xu Wanrong and do things that specifically murder loyal people?"
Murong Yao was exposed by her for many things, and he was furious. He pinched Ye Wanqing's neck and raised his voice, "Chen Xu, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. You are in my hands now!"
He widened his beautiful peach blossom eyes and suddenly tightened the strength in his hands.
Ye Wanqing frowned in pain. Her neck was scratched by the spear tip, and she felt a burning pain. Murong Yao was pinching her neck, which made her feel even more painful and suffocated.
But he threatened unyieldingly: "If you dare to touch me, my brother... will twist your head off..."
"Then I'll take you first." Murong Yao said, narrowing his eyes and threateningly, "When the time comes, the rice will be cooked, and Princess Shen, you will belong to my Sanhuang Palace."
"Let me go!"
"I heard that the princess likes Ye Fan. I'll ask him to come in and play with you later. I promise to serve you comfortably."
"Murong Yao, you beast!" Ye Wanqing raised her hand angrily to slap him, but he held her wrist tightly.
She struggled hard to push him away, but he slapped her hard in the face, knocking her to the ground.
The burning pain spread from her face to the back of her head. Ye Wanqing felt her head buzzing and tears flowed uncontrollably.
"How dare you! I am the princess of Tingnan Marquis Mansion. If you dare to treat me like this, my father will not let you go."
"Your father's achievements are so great that the emperor has long wanted to get rid of him. If he hadn't resigned this time, the Tingnan Marquisate would have ended badly."
Murong Yao squatted down and roughly grabbed the hair on the back of her head. Seeing that she was trembling with fear, he soothed her softly, "Don't worry, as long as you obey me, I will definitely make good use of your Shen family.
When I ascend the throne, I will make you a noble concubine, and your Tingnan Marquisate will continue to enjoy wealth and splendor, and the emperor's great grace."
"You're dreaming! You'll never be able to become the crown prince in your lifetime. Murong Yan is a thousand times stronger than you."
This immediately angered Murong Yao, his eyes turning bloodshot. He roughly pushed her to the ground and tore off her clothes. He leaned over and kissed her neck, greedily biting and sucking on the wound on her neck.
Ye Wanqing's mind went blank. She had never expected that the usually gentle and polite Third Prince would become so crazy that he even dared to attack and offend the princess.
She screamed for help and struggled instinctively, but Murong Yao was a man after all, and his strength was too great.
The outer clothes were torn, revealing the snow-white shoulders and neck. Murong Yao became even more excited. He hugged the person by the waist and put her on the bed, and began to take off his clothes.
Ye Wanqing's heart was beating violently, and her body was shaking uncontrollably with nervousness. She no longer cared about the pain of being slapped several times, and tried her best to use the Southern Territory Fighting Technique that Fu Yi taught her.
He pinched his elbow, broke his arm, poked his eyes and stepped on his feet, then hit Murong Yao's crotch with his knee with all his strength. He immediately bent over in pain.
Ye Wanqing wouldn't let him shout out, and she hit him hard on the lower back with her elbow, causing him to lose his voice in pain.
She quickly straightened her torn clothes and looked at the person on the ground rolling around in pain, holding his crotch. He curled up like a shrimp in pain and couldn't speak for a long time.
The man was probably disabled. She calmed down for a moment and hid behind the door.
After a while, the guards outside the door heard the noise and broke in. Seeing Murong Yao curled up on the ground and groaning, they hurriedly helped him to the bed.
Ye Wanqing took advantage of the chaotic crowd coming in and out, slipped out of the room and ran away.
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