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The rain was getting heavier and heavier. In the dimly lit room, the candlelight flickered like a ghost. A thin figure lay on the bed, with smooth and beautiful black hair. At this moment, the eyes were tightly closed, as if the person was unconscious.
Her clothes were loosely draped over her body, and one could vaguely see that her snow-white skin was covered with large and small hickeys. At the open front of her clothes, a pair of jade rings adorned her beautiful collarbone.
After a long while, the sound of rain subsided.
The girl finally woke up, but felt as if her body was falling apart, dull, uncomfortable, and had a terrible headache.
Fragmented memories flooded my mind.
Three days ago.
When Jiang Mian opened her eyes, she hadn't realized where she was. Her eyes were covered by a red veil, and her wrists and ankles were tied with thin ropes. She wasn't sure where she had been taken and didn't dare to shout.
Then, footsteps slowly approached, and someone pushed open the door.
Her heart tightened. Before she was abducted, she vaguely heard someone shouting in panic. It was the bandits from the surrounding mountains.
But she wasn't sure either, after all, she hadn't seen anything clearly before falling into a coma.
At that moment, she felt the person slowly approaching her. Her heart raced. If the person wanted her dead, she would have almost no chance of escaping safely. Jiang Mian was in despair. Yet, she couldn't guess who had kidnapped her.
With her vision blocked, her hearing became exceptionally sharp. She heard footsteps stop for a moment in front of her, then turn and go to another place, as if they had gone far away. But Jiang Mian knew that he had not left.
This unsettling feeling weighed heavily on her mind; she couldn't just sit and wait for her fate.
Thinking of this, she tentatively asked, "Who are you?"
No one answered. The man was too lazy to speak, as if who he was didn't matter; what mattered was that she would die.
A dead person, telling her what the point of all this is.
Jiang Mian dared not make any rash moves.
As she pondered how to leave safely, the man suddenly spoke: "Do you love your fiancé very much?"
This is a very sudden question. Could it be that this person has a grudge against Song Mingyan and can't bear to see him so happy, so he ruined his marriage?
However, she quickly rejected the idea.
The person who kidnapped her was highly skilled and well-trained. If it were out of hatred, he wouldn't be sitting down and talking to her like this. Either she has something to offer, or... his target isn't Song Mingyan, but her.
Jiang Mian didn't know how to answer this question; she didn't know what kind of answer the other person wanted to hear.
Just as she was about to explain, the man got up again, this time eagerly coming to her side.
I had no idea that you still had someone else in your heart.
Almost instinctively, her heart pounded. The surrounding sounds became very quiet, except for the person who lifted her veil. The next moment, that incredibly familiar face, the young man who had forced himself on her, harassed her, and refused to let her go on so many nights, appeared before her as if from the heavens.
"Cousin, how could it be you?" Jiang Mian was no longer able to think. If she had thought she still had a chance to escape just now, seeing Shen Ji's face now, that possibility was almost zero.
When did he find out?
Or perhaps he had always known, that he knew she was planning to escape—Jiang Mian dared not think about it, that he knew something.
"If it wasn't me, who would you like it to be?" Shen Ji had deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke to her, so she hadn't recognized him in time. Now he had completely exposed himself, his possessiveness and anger in his eyes were undisguised, like a burning flame that almost scalded her.
"Mianniang, are you disappointed to see it's me?" Shen Ji stared at her, his dark eyes as unfathomable as ice.
“Cousin, you’ve misunderstood, it’s not what you think… I didn’t…” Jiang Mian blurted out, her mind a mess, and she was actually thinking of Shen Ji.
She instinctively tried to coax him with her usual words, but seeing how angry he was, she thought that things seemed to be getting out of control this time. Shen Ji saw it; he saw her get into the bridal sedan chair and saw that she was about to marry someone else.
So he got angry.
"Mianniang, you lied to me again." As expected, the young man, who had been suppressing his anger, suddenly pressed down on her after hearing her sophistry. Jiang Mian was pushed down onto the bed, her wrists still tied.
"Please let me go, cousin, please let me go." Her eyes were a little red, her almond-shaped eyes were full of grievance, and she looked at him pitifully.
"My wrists hurt so much, cousin. I know I was wrong. Please let me go." As if afraid he wouldn't believe her, she raised both hands, revealing red and swollen areas where the rope had been used to tie them.
However, to her surprise, Shen Ji merely glanced down at her and sneered, "So you're going to let me go and marry your lover?"
"It's not what you think," she weakly retorted. In reality, she had no idea how to quell his anger. Although she had lied to him, his possessiveness was so strong that if she didn't come up with a solution, leaving him in the future would be nothing but a pipe dream.
"What do you mean?" Shen Ji lowered his head, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and then touched her neck with his lips. He felt that he had been very magnanimous. She was meeting her lover under his nose, and he had tacitly allowed and indulged her. But she should never have challenged his bottom line again and again.
"Mianniang, you shouldn't have gotten married behind my back. I'm very angry." Shen Ji kissed her. He didn't want to hear a word she said. She had never told the truth. He just wanted to kiss her.
"Cousin... um..." The words she was about to say were drowned out by the intense kiss. He held her head in his arms as if he wanted to hold her in his arms forever.
If we don't distinguish between each other, then she won't leave.
“Chen Ji… let go…” Fresh air rushed in temporarily, and Jiang Mian suddenly bit his tongue. The two of them tasted the taste of blood at the same time. The young man paused slightly and slowly pulled away from her mouth.
He lowered his eyes, as if savoring the moment, and then a cold smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Finally, you've stopped pretending."
Jiang Mian was extremely aggrieved. She was terrified of him, afraid that he would lock her up. That's why she tried so hard to please him. But she knew that he only allowed her to be in his world, which was difficult to achieve. She was a living, breathing person, not a puppet. She liked him, but that didn't mean she had to revolve around him.
Therefore, she boldly planned this escape.
Once she leaves him, she will be free, and no one can interfere with her preferences and decisions.
But to her surprise, she failed.
Since that's the case, she's tired of it all. She once liked Shen Ji, but she didn't know that Shen Ji was an extremely good at pretending. Compared to him, she wasn't even half as good at pretending.
"You're right, I have been lying to you all along. Your possessiveness and control disgust me. I think about how to leave you all the time, Shen Ji. I have never liked you." She suddenly shouted, her courage coming from who-knows-where. There was still blood on the corner of her lips, but her eyes were unusually clear.
She looked at him as if he were something dirty, afraid of being entangled with him.
"I was only being insincere. I approached you because of your status. If you weren't able to protect me, I wouldn't have shown you any kindness." She smiled, her exquisite face breathtakingly beautiful, but her words were like knives stabbing into his heart.
I thought the young man would be even angrier, but unexpectedly, he suddenly laughed.
Her beautiful face showed no anger whatsoever, only a strange infatuation.
"So, I'm useless now, and you want to kick me aside and marry Song Mingyan?" He asked casually, as if it were just a curious question.
Jiang Mian subconsciously clenched her fingertips, meeting his questioning gaze without flinching: "Yes."
Deceiving him seemed to have become an unconscious behavior for her.
Okay, very good.
His heartbeat seemed to stop, and at that moment, he suddenly wanted to die with her.
She said she was lying to him.
Her affection was so genuine, yet she claimed it was a lie.
If she was going to lie to him, why not lie for a longer time? He clearly believed her, but she said it was all fake.
“Mianniang, you are very clever.” Shen Ji suddenly released her, and slowly got up, straightening his clothes that she had messed up: “When did you find out that the mother-child Gu was fake?”
boom--
Jiang Mian felt her mind go blank for a moment, and her heart jumped. If he hadn't brought it up, she would have forgotten about it.
At this moment, she finally realized how terrifying Shen Ji was. He knew everything about her, yet pretended not to know anything, watching her clumsily and expectantly plan her escape. Finally, just as she was about to achieve her goal, he told her that leaving was impossible.
She seemed to have lost all her strength, sitting blankly on the bed.
"Want to know what a real mother-child gu feels like?" Shen Ji smiled and coaxed, even though he had reached the limit of his patience, he was not flustered at this moment.
A true mother-child Gu?
Jiang Mian was stunned.
“Mianniang, you are clever, but not clever enough. You shouldn’t have said those things. If you want me to let you go, you have to keep lying to me.” Shen Ji returned to his aloof and gentle demeanor, sitting upright in the soft chair, and said calmly.
What's the meaning?
Jiang Mian didn't understand, but the next moment, when she saw him pick up a small pill from the table with an abnormally manic expression, she suddenly realized that this time it might be for real.
"No...no..." She couldn't help but back away. If she took this, she would really be unable to leave him.
"Do you not want me, or do you not want it?" Shen Ji's eyes were unfathomable as he slowly approached her.
"Mianniang, be good, listen to me. If you eat it, we'll never be separated again, and we'll even die together." Shen Ji coaxed patiently, just like when she didn't like taking medicine, he was just as patient.
“Cousin…I won’t eat…I was wrong, I shouldn’t have lied to you.” Courage is worthless in the face of despair. Her act of yielding at this moment not only failed to elicit pity from the young man, but instead stirred up another emotion within him.
When he saw the unfamiliar hairpin in her hair, he was reminded of the jade ring he had kept close to his body.
The first time he gave her something, she carelessly left it somewhere, and even after they got married, she didn't take it with her.
He seems to be ill, and only she can cure him.
"Mianniang, eat this, and we'll never be apart." He put a pill in his mouth, then lowered his head and kissed her. The pill spread between their teeth, and he forcefully thrust his tongue in, not giving her any room to refuse, until he forced her to swallow it. The girl's face turned red, and she couldn't help but cough, as if she wanted to vomit up the disgusting pill.
However, it was all in vain.
Shen Ji smiled with satisfaction; in the end, she couldn't live without him.
"I didn't want to do this to you, Mianniang, but I couldn't bear to see you suffer." He took out the jade ring that belonged to her from his chest and gently put it on her.
"Tonight is our wedding night, and no one will disturb us." He looked at the jade ring hanging in front of her with satisfaction, recalling many beautiful moments from the past.
She confessed her feelings to him for the first time, feeling nervous and expectant, like a little rabbit filled with anxiety.
Little did she know that countless times in the dead of night, he had despicably kissed her lips.
Their first formal kiss was initiated by her. It was the first kiss after she expressed her feelings, and it was sweet, like being on a cloud. So this is what it feels like to like someone, to be unable to control yourself.
I want to be with her every moment.
When I see her, all I see is her; when I don't see her, all I think about is her.
At this moment, looking at her in front of him, Shen Ji thought, she is finally going to belong to him.
It belongs to him completely.
I feel so bad.
Jiang Mian didn't know why she had become like this. She seemed to have lost control of her body. Her whole body felt hot and burning. She couldn't help but tear at her clothes. Her bound hands had somehow broken free.
"It's so hot..." Her rationality was teetering on the brink of collapse. She could no longer tell where she was. She took off the wedding dress she had carefully chosen, revealing her slender figure.
"Mianniang, do you need me?" Shen Ji watched the scene unfold, but felt no joy. Boundless pain tore at him, as if it would completely engulf him.
She was in pain, and he was not having a good time either.
The mother-child Gu had taken effect; he could sense all her feelings. Her body was abnormally hot, as if only by getting close to her could he quell the fire.
However, he remained unmoved, waiting for her to utter the word "need".
He wanted to hear her say it herself, as long as she said it.
She needs him.
Even if it's fake, he still wants to hear it.
“Mianniang, I’m right here. Just tell me you need me, and you won’t feel bad anymore.” He was extremely calm as he bent down and gently stroked her head.
Jiang Mian was tormented by pain and helplessness. His touch was like a cool breeze that could relieve the heat. She couldn't help but press against him and subconsciously said, "Help me, it hurts so much, please help me."
She didn't know who it was; as long as it could alleviate her pain, that was enough.
Shen Ji smiled slightly and placed a satisfied kiss on her forehead.
He did not force her.
It was something she did willingly.
She chose him, wanting him to help her.
He was very happy, like a child who had received a favorite pastry, his eyes filled with smiles.
Tonight, the candlelight flickers as they celebrate their wedding night.
She was his bride.
Shen Ji lowered his head and gently removed her clothes, exposing her snow-white skin to the air. She felt the chill and couldn't help but shrink closer to him.
Jiang Mian was not fully conscious; she didn't even know what was about to happen. She simply instinctively wrapped her arms around him.
His body was cool, which helped relieve her discomfort.
until--
All her senses seemed to converge in one place, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. Her hand, which had been resting on his back, sank deep into it—
Tears fell as she sobbed softly.
The familiar scent enveloped her completely. Her eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to leave, yet she couldn't help but stay close to him.
Consciousness finally returned—
Jiang Mian stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
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