Chapter 77 If I don't force you, can you volunteer?
"Drink it, drink it." Song Fanghe looked at her straight and said.
The boy's youthfulness faded, his shoulders were no longer thin, his palms were rough, and with just one hand he firmly grasped Yun Yang's wrist, making her unable to move. The heartbeat he once had was finally tempered into hatred by the anger of not being able to get the love he wanted.
"You deceived me with just a few words and made me really think you were going to marry me. Do you think it was fun to watch me open my heart to you and be played around by you? It was exciting for you to have an affair with your brother-in-law, right? Why do you act like a chaste heroine to me?" Song Fanghe said, his fingertips gently stroking her slender white neck.
Yun Yang felt an unignorable touch on her neck, and was distracted for a moment. She suddenly remembered the time when she first arrived at the Xue Mansion and went to Qinglong Temple to look for Xue Yu. At that time, she walked out of the mountains with his support. She was sweating lightly and wanted to cool down by pulling open her collar. He only glanced at her and then avoided his gaze, telling her not to do that in front of a man.
Later, in order to meet Zhang Qian, she wore a very luxurious but heavy skirt, and pulled the collar in front of him. He was silent for a moment, tied it tightly for her, and said that she could only do this in front of him.
But now, her clothes were torn open by another man.
He looked at her in a daze, sneered, and said in a tone that she disliked, "Are you thinking about your brother-in-law? Do you think he would be sad if he got into my bed?"
Yun Yang stared at him silently.
"Don't you want to see your mother? After the flood in Youzhou, she had a hard time and was displaced for a long time. It was only by chance that she was sent to me." Song Fanghe said, touching her face. "Sister, don't you even want your mother? You have such a cruel heart."
Yun Yang bit her lip and closed her eyes.
Xue Yu had touched her face before, initially with the care of an elder for a child, but later with a subtle, lingering affection. When he touched her, her skin trembled slightly, and she felt a strange desire, a desire to be closer to him.
But Song Fanghe's hand slid from her cheek to her neck. Even though it was very gentle, she got goose bumps all over her body. The nausea and resistance that surged over her even overwhelmed the strangeness brought by the incense.
Xue Yu’s smiling eyes flashed through Yun Yang’s mind.
He put the warm wine to her lips, "Sister, don't you want to drink it? Can't drink it? I'll feed you..."
"I'll do it myself." Yun Yang said.
She raised her hand to take the medicine cup, and the next moment, she struck out like lightning, with a cold light flashing in her sleeves, and the cold blade of the dagger stabbed straight at Song Fanghe.
During the collision and scramble, the candle and wine cup were shattered to the ground with a crisp sound. Two people rushed in from outside the tent. Song Fanghe covered his shoulder, looked at her, and said coldly to the two people: "Get out."
Yun Yang gasped weakly, leaning against the carved bed frame, holding his clothes tightly with one hand and holding a dagger in the other.
The attack just now was the last chance of victory that was unleashed by the long-accumulated strength.
But she remembered that her mother was still in his hands, so she deviated her aim, which allowed him to escape by luck.
The foot-square tent was shrouded in darkness. In the darkness, Song Fanghe said, "Sister Yangyang is truly skilled. That old thief Wenyuan said how impressive your skills were, but I didn't believe him. Now that I see her, it's true... But, is your sister truly stupid, or is she unwilling to kill me?"
The blood-stained blade shone even colder, and his throat met Yun Yang's blade. "If you had attacked me while we were making love, you would have been absolutely certain to kill me. Why did you choose this moment to attack me? Do you not want me to die? Or would you rather die than let me touch you?"
The candlelight flickered, and a breeze blew from somewhere. The cool breeze of the cold night did not make Yun Yang feel cool, but instead made her feel unbearably hot and irritated. Her hands trembled and she was almost unable to hold the sword.
"Or have you already slept with Xue Yu? And lost your virginity to him?"
Song Fanghe's expression suddenly became ferocious, with a desperate urgency and madness. She was no longer able to resist and could only let him pour the bowl of warm wine into her throat.
The young man with youthful eyes and eyebrows under the flower tree was ultimately just her fantasy.
Song Fanghe looked down indifferently. The corners of Yun Yang's eyes were flushed, her eyes were watery, and there were black stains of medicine on her lips. Suddenly, he felt a secret pleasure of having his beauty broken.
"Don't blame me, sister. It's because my kung fu is so beautiful." Song Fanghe said, "In this way, if you don't resist, I won't feel bad."
As the warm wine went down her throat, Yun Yang felt more and more that something was wrong. Her throat was extremely dry, and the strange and unfamiliar heat surged like a tide, making her unable to concentrate. Her eyes were blurred, and she looked obedient and dull.
The drug started to take effect. She gritted her teeth and tried to wake herself up, but the drug was so potent that even the sounds she made became incredibly sweet. "You beast...forcing me, is that fun..."
"If I don't force you, can you be willing?" Song Fanghe lowered his eyebrows and stretched out his arms to hold her waist, letting her lean on his chest. "What are you afraid of, sister? You should have been mine a long time ago. If it weren't for Xue Yu seducing you and deliberately not helping my family get rid of the crime, you and I would have been husband and wife long ago. Maybe you would even be the mother of my child..."
He came closer and sniffed her black hair. Yun Yang wanted to hide, but he hugged her tighter.
"You don't know how much I miss you." Song Fanghe murmured in her ear, "You should have been mine, you should have been mine a long time ago!..."
Seeing that she was unable to resist, he relaxed and looked at her inch by inch. His eyes swept over her exposed white hands. There were tiny scratches on the back of her hands and arms, which were flushed red, and it was a shocking feeling on her snow-white skin.
"You're so desperate to find him that you're disregarding your own safety. You love him so much?" Song Fanghe held her wrist and carefully placed it against his lips, saying gently, "Don't do this again."
Under his touch, Yun Yang's skin trembled slightly, fine beads of sweat oozed out of her slender white neck, and her eyes were shimmering.
Yun Yang felt weak all over, and even looked forward to his touch. She clasped her palms together in pain and shame, and her breathing became difficult.
He saw all the changes in her. Song Fanghe looked at the tears leaking from the corners of her eyes and her flushed cheeks. He put his face close to hers and whispered softly, "Is it really that effective? Don't be afraid, sister. I'm here..."
She gradually became as delicate and charming as in his uncontrollable dreams. Song Fanghe's fingertips trembled as he climbed up her skirt and peeled it down bit by bit, revealing a small crimson-purple dress with plump and undulating lotus flowers embroidered on it...
Yun Yang had tears in her eyes and bit her lip as she said, "You are shameless..."
"You don't even know that that sanctimonious hypocrite is not your brother-in-law, yet you can't help but fall in love with him. Aren't you shameless? My parents and brothers are all dead! Do you know that? Am I shameless for wanting your body? You owe me this!" Song Fanghe's eyes were red, and the complex emotions in his eyes were sharp and creepy. He turned her face and forced her to look at him, forcefully spreading her knees apart, his voice trembling, "I should kill you, I should..."
Yun Yang was frightened by his slightly ferocious appearance. She remembered that he was the most gentle and shy, and always treated her with caution. Later, when something happened in his family, he did not force her to help even if she did not help.
Now he didn't look like he was blinded by desire, nor did he look like he was just looking for a one-night stand, yet he still couldn't forget her? When did he develop such love, lust, and hatred for her?!
Song Fanghe's breath was rapid and hot, brushing against her red earlobe, and his aggressive eyes made her tremble.
He spread her legs apart, and the next moment, she frowned and slapped him in the face with all her strength!
Song Fanghe seemed to be irritated by her. His face was gloomy, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he reached out and grabbed her neck fiercely.
Yun Yang was strangled by him and could not breathe. She could not move her body and could only make weak whimpering sounds. At this moment, the door was kicked open, causing the torches on the walls to tremble and shake.
"Let her go."
Through the screen, Yun Yang vaguely saw the tall and familiar figure.
Before she could react, the screen was torn open, and Xue Yu strode over, wrapped her in his cloak and picked her up.
Only then did Yun Yang realize that her clothes were half open, revealing her steep collarbone and faintly undulating hills.
She raised her watery and misty eyes and looked at Xue Yu. He had a chilling aura.
"Leave him alive." She said, "I..."
She also felt guilty towards Song Fanghe.
At that time, she didn't know what liking and loving were, and gave him the wrong signals. Now she understands that love is the thing in the world that cannot be forced.
It can't be anyone else, it can only be him.
The murderous look in Xue Yu's eyes had not yet dissipated as he stared at Song Fanghe, with the hand holding the sword pointing directly at his throat.
A row of soldiers in cold armor filed in, and the sounds of swords and guns and screams came from outside the tent.
"Kill me, and Yunyang will never know where her mother is!" Song Fanghe said.
"Tie him up." Xue Yu gritted his teeth.
After leaving the tent, Yun Yang leaned on Xue Yu's shoulder, wrapped her arms around his neck, and her breath was slightly warm, blowing on his Adam's apple.
It was not until this moment, when he felt her breath and she was in his arms, that the shock and throbbing in Xue Yu's heart became real.
Yesterday was the day she and Lu Jie were to get married, but he was trapped in Shu, feeling extremely anxious and restless, yet he could do nothing.
He thought she had married someone else, and he stayed awake all night, telling himself over and over again that everything would be fine after tonight.
After receiving the secret letter from Lord Wen, he knew that this camp had been replaced by the rebels of the previous dynasty. Coming here as planned would only fall into a trap and play into their hands. However, he still overcame numerous obstacles and just wanted to come and see her.
Now that the emperor was in decline, it was difficult to get through the transition of power smoothly. Every time there was a bloodbath, it was like a river. In this case, he couldn't let Yun Yang drown in this vortex that had nothing to do with her.
Xue Yu lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Yang in his arms, remembering their first encounter. She had disregarded everything and traveled thousands of miles to find Yun Jia, and now, she was coming to find him. In an instant, his heart softened beyond words.
The night wind blew Yun Yang's long hair hanging on his arms.
She closed her eyes and leaned obediently against his chest.
When they got on the carriage, Xue Yu was silent and carefully fastened her clothes. Her skin was snow-white and glowed brightly under the moonlight.
He didn't dare look any further.
Xue Yu's fingers were cold as they brushed across her skin, which had a fatal attraction to Yun Yang at that moment. Moreover, she missed him so much. Seeing him at this moment, she felt like she had lost him and found him again. She just wanted to throw herself into his arms and hug him tightly.
Xue Yu noticed her trembling, thinking she was frightened, so he patiently coaxed her, "Don't be afraid, your brother-in-law is here..."
The burning anxiety was so intense and tormenting that even though martial artists have much greater endurance than ordinary people, Yun Yang felt the pain almost unbearable. In the end, she followed her heart and hugged his waist. "I thought... I thought you were being murdered."
Xue Yu lowered his eyes and let her hold him, only his slightly trembling hands revealed his inner uneasiness and throbbing.
She had hugged him like this many times, when she had no one to rely on, when she was confused and helpless.
Xue Yu told herself that all she needed was his companionship and understanding...
The strange heat intensified, and she couldn't help but gently caress his chest with the tip of her nose, choking with sobs: "Xue Yu, I..."
He felt uncomfortable with her rubbing against him and didn't want to leave her for a moment. He held her in his arms and gently kissed the top of her head.
But things outside are not over yet, and many people are waiting for him to make a decision.
"Just stay here and I'll be back soon." He said gently.
Yun Yang leaned in his arms like a weak willow, clutching his clothes, burying her face in the familiar chest. Shame and forbearance were thrown behind her. She just wanted to let herself sink and hold him tightly without letting go.
"What's wrong?" He noticed something strange.
"Song Fanghe drugged me." Yun Yang frowned and raised his finger with difficulty to point out the car window. "Go, go ask him for the antidote."
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