The Yulin Guards quickly surrounded the mansion and took away the dying Fu Yi.
Princess Shen cried and tried to pull Fu Yi back, but was roughly pushed to the ground by the Yulin Guards. She cried helplessly and kowtowed and begged in the direction where Fu Yi was dragged away.
The white and tender forehead was soon broken, and mottled blood remained on the bluestone slab, gradually increasing in size and forming a pool of blood.
Ye Fan felt depressed, as if he could see himself running around to all the relatives and friends' homes to redress his father's grievances.
He strode forward and helped Princess Shen, whose forehead was bleeding, up, "Stop knocking, it's useless."
"General Ye, please, save my brother." She grabbed his sleeve and begged him with tears in her eyes. She put aside her noble status and no longer called him Brother Ye Fan.
“I can’t save him.” He refused coldly, but saw Princess Shen’s face getting paler.
"No..." She trembled and fainted.
Ye Fan raised his hands to support her falling body, then bent down and picked her up.
After returning home, Ye Fan invited a doctor. Just as he had bandaged Princess Shen's wound, Xu Wanrong's personal maid came to the general's residence. She told Ye Fan anxiously that the queen's condition had worsened. She was holding her chest and crying out in pain. If she didn't have the blood from her heart as a medicine guide, she might not survive today.
Ye Fan locked Shen Xu in the house without hesitation and brought out an awl and a bowl.
"Brother will still take my heart's blood." Shen Xu was tied to a chair, making mechanical sounds like a puppet.
"Wan'er is your good sister, you wouldn't just stand by and watch her die!"
"Brother, do you remember the oath you swore?" That strange smile appeared on her face again, and she spoke word by word, "A widower, a widow, an orphan, cannot die well."
"Humph, I'll take a little of your blood, but I won't kill you. If you weren't useful right now, the sins you've committed would be enough to make you die a hundred times."
The maids and servants under him were afraid to take action, so Ye Fan pushed them away and took action himself.
He pricked Shen Xu's finger, blood flowed out from the fingertip, and he said confidently:
"I'm trying to do good for you, yet you still curse me so viciously."
Since he needed to fill a bowl with blood, he disliked the fact that one fingertip bled too slowly, so he simply pierced all ten of her fingers, letting the blood flow out from all ten fingers at the same time.
Soon, the bowl was filled with blood. Fearing that something might happen, Ye Fan personally took the bowl of blood to the palace.
Only after seeing Xu Wanrong's pale face return to a peaceful state after drinking the blood did he breathe a sigh of relief. Standing outside the window, he looked at her sleeping profile, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
"Close the window. She is still sick and it would be bad if she caught a cold." Although he was very reluctant, he gently reminded the female attendant beside Xu Wanrong to close the window.
Ye Fan stood facing the closed window for a long time, until he heard that His Majesty had come down from court to visit the Queen, then he turned and left.
He returned home in a daze. Princess Shen had already woken up. When she saw him come back, she knelt on the ground again.
She had taken off all her jewels, but even wearing a maid's dress, it still couldn't hide her beauty.
The affectionate phoenix eyes were stained with crystal tears, which added a sense of fragility and brokenness to the pale and sad face.
"I know General Ye is a good man. You can definitely save my brother. Please."
Ye Fan leaned over and helped her up, saying gently, "I can't save your elder brother, but I can save you. Do you want to be the mistress of the general's mansion?"
Princess Shen raised her eyes and looked at him with a hint of surprise, "Can I...?"
"Well, as long as you listen to me and behave yourself in the General's Mansion, I will not only save your life, but also ensure that you have food and clothing."
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. "How could I bear to let such a beautiful woman become a slave and fall into the mortal world?"
Princess Shen leaned against his chest obediently and said in a soft voice, "Thank you for your kindness, General. I will definitely serve you well from now on."
Ye Fan was very satisfied with her obedience, so he picked her up and put her on the bed.
The beauty blushed, gently unbuttoned her clothes, and said shyly, "From now on, you are the only one I can rely on. General, please don't let me down."
Ye Fan swallowed his saliva. The moment his fingers touched her smooth skin, Xu Wanrong suddenly came to his mind. He felt extremely conflicted and felt that he had betrayed the holy goddess in his heart.
However, even heroes are tempted by beautiful women, let alone a top-notch beauty like Princess Shen.
He quickly fell into her gentle embrace, venting all his love and obsession for Xu Wanrong on Princess Shen. He hugged her soft body, but called out "Wan'er".
Fu Yi was eventually sentenced to death by slicing, and the Black Sail Army confiscated the Fu family's property in the southern border.
Princess Shen was still stripped of her title and became a slave. Seeing that Ye Fan liked her, Murong Yao gave her to the general's mansion as a slave.
Although she was a slave, she had maids to serve her, and apart from warming the bed, she was not required to do anything that a slave should do.
Princess Shen seemed to adapt to this outcome quickly. For several days, she behaved very well, as docile as a kitten, always waiting for him at the door of the room, and taking his cloak when he returned.
When the wind and snow were strong, she would considerately hand him a bowl of steaming ginger soup and ask him in a gentle voice if he was hungry or tired.
The more obedient Princess Shen was, the heavier the burden on Ye Fan's heart became. The feeling of betraying his goddess made him suffer from repeated insomnia and great torment.
But reason made him resist the urge to lose his temper with a pitiful cat. However, when he was intimate with her, he often ignored her pleas for mercy and asked for it without any mercy.
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