Chapter 22 Borrowing his seed to have a child for his brother…
After taking the aphrodisiac, Su Muying's already drowsy consciousness became even more confused.
The effects of the drug left her consciousness not only in a state of confusion but also with a kind of bewildered longing.
Her body began to feel strange; she was very hot, so hot that her skin turned pink. She felt uncomfortable, and unconscious humming sounds escaped her lips, containing a coquettishness and allure that she would never normally possess.
It sounded like it was crying, or like a cat whining, whimpering and making your heart tremble.
With a rosy complexion and a delicate, alluring beauty, Su Muying's already stunning appearance was amplified by the effects of the drug. In the dim spring night, under the flickering lamplight, she became even more breathtakingly beautiful and captivating.
Even when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, they cannot compare to her beauty.
She was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that even without makeup, in the dim light, she could still make people dazzled.
Moreover, on this damp spring night.
Under the influence of the drug, those desires that were bound by human ethics and rules, and those thoughts that were deliberately suppressed, gradually emerged and grew larger and larger.
She blinked, and then she felt that in the swirling mist, she saw the figure she had been longing for day and night.
No longer a bloody mess, no longer lying in a pool of blood, she no longer saw a face stained with blood.
Su Muying shed tears.
They're right, she owes him, and how can she ever repay it?
That was a real human life.
He died, but she survived.
He suffered so many knife wounds, it must have been in a lot of pain...
Su Muying reached out her hand through the hazy mist, her hand trembling as she touched his face.
She thought she had seen Xie Lin'an.
She thought, then she would have a child for him, leave him some bloodline, as a way of... repaying him.
As Su Muying thought, under the influence of the drug, an allure, entanglement, yearning, and desire that she had never experienced before permeated this spring night.
"Lin'an..."
"Lin'an..."
"Let's have a child."
"Me and your child..."
"Lin'an..."
She thought the person in front of her was Xie Lin'an, and she thought her hand was touching Xie Lin'an.
However, when she was forcefully turned around and held tightly in someone's arms, when she felt a sharp pain in her waist as if it were about to break, when those fingertips, carrying the chill of wind and snow, brushed across her chin, causing her to tremble, despite the torment of the drug, the deep-rooted fear of him in her heart suddenly made her realize something...
This...this isn't Xie Lin'an at all...
Lin'an would never, ever treat her so roughly.
This, this is...
Then, in the next moment, in the brief clarity she had managed to regain, she indeed heard his... voice.
The voice carried a hint of laughter, and even a strange gentleness.
She heard him say to her...
"Su Muying, since you want to get pregnant so badly, then just accept it obediently."
"You have to endure it, even if you can't, until you get pregnant..."
"Is it alright, my sister-in-law..."
What... does he want to do?
Just as Su Muying was slowly pondering this question, she was suddenly grabbed by the back of her head and forced to tilt her head back.
In an instant, an extremely gentle touch came over my lips.
It felt like flower petals brushing against you.
However, this tenderness was fleeting, vanishing without a trace before she could even appreciate it, leaving only violent possessiveness, and even hatred that wanted to tear her apart.
Her body was limp and weak. She already had no strength, and with the effects of the drug, she became even more limp, like a puddle of water. She could only nestle in his arms, shivering in waves.
And he, as if knowing why she was acting this way, cruelly catalyzed the effects of the medicine even further.
Su Muying even cried while trembling.
Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, only to be quickly swallowed back down.
Then, her teeth, which she had clenched tightly out of sheer terror, were pried open with remarkable ease.
Her neck was tilted back into an arc that seemed about to bend, and in the dim light, her skin appeared almost like a transparent jade color, with a faint pinkish hue.
It looks so beautiful, yet so fragile.
The man's long, broad hands cupped her head as he kissed her, kissing her uncontrollably and almost greedily. His kisses were heavy, like a storm. The girl trembled slightly, tilting her head back, and saliva dripped messily from the corners of her lips.
Her lips were bitten until they were swollen and bloodshot. Just as she was about to catch her breath, she saw him suddenly stop. His handsome, almost flamboyant face nestled in the crook of her neck. He raised his hand and gently stroked her earlobe, then pinched her chin with one hand and kissed her again.
He pried open her teeth with great ease, and then their lips and tongues became entwined.
He seized her breath, everything in her mouth, between her lips and teeth, yet it still wasn't enough; he wanted to swallow her tongue as well.
Su Muying simply couldn't handle it.
Her body went limp, she had no strength to support herself, and several times she tried to slip out of his arms, but he held her waist and the back of her head and continued to kiss her.
He seemed completely unfazed by the kisses, never satisfied, as if he were the one on aphrodisiacs.
Su Muying was breathless from his kisses, as if she was suffocating. She whimpered softly, her slender, pink hands resting on his shoulders as she tried to push him away, but in the end, they could only hang limply at her sides.
Occasionally, when his compassion struck, if the kiss went on for too long, he would gently rub her earlobe with his fingers as a secret comfort, and then release her.
In the darkness, he stared at the blushing, gasping girl, his dark gaze burning like a scorching fire.
This fire will not only burn her to ashes, but also burn him to ashes.
He was sinking deeper and deeper into that abyss, but Xie Linyuan was completely unaware, or rather, he was enjoying it.
Each time he released her, mercifully letting her catch her breath, or coaxing her to breathe with a hoarse laugh in her ear, he would touch the girl's lips, which were swollen and even bleeding from his kisses, and then lift her chin and kiss her again.
The kisses brought tears to the girl's eyes, leaving her too weak to even hum and beg for more kisses.
Their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths mingled, his skin touched hers, and he could even feel the blood flowing beneath her thin skin.
This intimacy was something he and she had never experienced before.
This strange sense of intimacy sent chills down his spine, and his peach blossom eyes were almost brimming with excited tears.
She's his now, isn't she?
No matter who she calls out to, no matter who she thinks of, she will belong to him from now on.
Xie Lin'an?
Xie Lin'an is dead.
He died.
The dream was gradually coming true, just as he had wished.
If it were at his and her wedding banquet, he would probably really stab his brother in the chest with a sword.
He murdered his brother.
He murdered his brother for a woman.
He is indeed a madman and a beast.
But Xie Linyuan could no longer control or hide his possessiveness towards her.
The girl holding flowers, the girl swinging on the swing, the girl who knocked on his door in the dead of night, begging for his mercy, the girl in plain clothes burning incense at the funeral hall... the girl in his arms at this moment, all of them made him want to possess them madly.
He kept kissing her, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
He's addicted.
It's a very strong addiction.
He was addicted to kissing her or having sex with her.
When he did these things with her, his strength and energy seemed inexhaustible.
I was constantly excited.
My scalp was tingling, and my blood was boiling and screaming.
This addiction was planted the moment he first saw her.
She appears in her dreams every night, and the more she suppresses it, the deeper it takes root.
But now that things have come to this point, it doesn't matter whether we're repressed or not.
No matter who she was calling out to, she had to, and could only, obediently stay by his side.
There is no other way.
...
The kiss lasted a long time, so long that the effects of the medicine on Su Muying's body were about to wear off.
After the kiss, there was repeated intercourse.
As the effects of the aphrodisiac wore off, Su Muying gradually regained consciousness. The mist in her eyes gradually dissipated, and the bright red stains at the corners of her eyes disappeared without a trace.
However, the red marks on his skin were difficult to remove.
When she saw that the person in front of her was not Xie Lin'an but Xie Linyuan, and when she looked at the face in front of her that was similar to Xie Lin'an but different, she was filled with great fear.
Without the drug's effects to mask her shame, fear of Xie Linyuan instantly enveloped her.
Images of him killing people, images of the funeral hall... all flooded back.
He's the one who locked her up here...
What exactly does he want to do to torment her?
In her terror, even though her body was still connected to his and those strange sensations were tormenting her, Su Muying still pushed him away immediately.
The long spring night finally came to an end. The light in the dark room was still flickering, but the sky outside was beginning to lighten.
Xie Linyuan was clearly still lost in the moment. After Su Muying pushed him away, the misty look in his eyes seemed to dissipate instantly, as if blown by a cold wind.
He stared blankly at Su Muying for a long time, then smiled slightly.
That look in her eyes again.
She always saw him the same way.
The first time was no exception.
Resistance, fear, dread—what's left besides these?
Would her brother do the same...?
The girl's long hair fell over her shoulders, and her almost naked skin glowed faintly in the dim light. Red marks were messily hidden among her loose hair, intertwined with the girl's fair skin, making her look particularly pitiful.
At this moment, she was completely devoid of her usual poise, peace, and composure. She huddled in a corner of the bed, trembling uncontrollably, her slender arms wrapped around her knees, her face mostly buried in her hands, revealing only a pair of wet, tear-filled eyes.
Her eyes were red, brimming with tears, and she blinked as she looked at the man in front of her, before the tears trembled and fell.
When Su Muying looked at him, her eyes were filled with fear and unease. She trembled like a rabbit cornered by a wild beast.
She was indeed very afraid of him.
I was terrified of him from the very first glance.
She was afraid of his eyes, afraid of his domineering aura, his icy chill, and afraid of the tearing look in his eyes when he looked at her.
She was also afraid of the insulting words he might say.
What exactly does he want to do?
Why lock her up...?
Why……
Su Muying cowered there, wary of Xie Linyuan as if he were a wild beast that might devour her at any moment.
Xie Linyuan stared at her for a long time, his gaze lingering on her face like a snake.
He looked down at him, his tall, black hair falling loosely, his expression indistinct, and his pale skin set in darkness, giving off a chilly feeling like a spring night.
As the girl in front of him trembled again, Xie Linyuan's long eyelashes fluttered.
He saw a single tear slide down the corner of her eye.
So, for some reason, he raised his hand, his slender fingers slightly curled, and reached out as if possessed.
He seemed to be trying to... wipe away that tear.
However, before Xie Linyuan's fingertips even touched the wetness at the corner of the girl's eye, just seeing him raise his hand made Su Muying, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly raise her head and immediately become alert.
"Don't touch me!" she shouted, raising her hand and forcefully swatting away his hand that was trying to touch her.
Then she immediately glared at him fiercely, like an enraged little beast with all its quills standing on end.
He turned to face him.
Could someone as gentle and obedient as her, so rigidly proper, ever have such moments?
Xie Linyuan's hand froze in mid-air, his palm still numb.
He gave a half-smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"Don't touch you?" These three words rolled on Xie Linyuan's tongue, and when he uttered them, they carried an icy chill.
Through the dim light, he gazed at her quietly, his peach blossom eyes slightly closed.
The next moment, those slender fingers suddenly pinched the girl's chin.
With a slight exertion, Su Muying suddenly let out a soft "hmm" and raised her head.
That section of neck, which was originally as white as jade, was now covered with red bite marks, some even tinged with bright red blood, making it look quite pitiful.
"Don't touch you... Ha." Xie Linyuan's lips curled into a mocking smile. He chuckled softly, and the fingers that were pinching her chin probed into her lips and teeth.
"Has my sister-in-law forgotten how she knocked on my door, how she took off her clothes, and how she begged for my mercy in such a wanton manner..."
"My brother has only been dead for two days, and you've already climbed into my bed. Now what are you pretending to be, this virtuous and chaste woman..."
“At the funeral, my sister-in-law was clearly in good spirits. The sounds she made there were probably heard by my brother in the afterlife…”
"Oh, right..."
As the girl opened her eyes wide in terror and tears streamed down her face, he calmly wiped away her tears, and then reached out and pulled the curled-up girl back into his arms.
He held the bundle in his arms, their skin pressed together, their intimate parts touching. Xie Linyuan's breathing became heavy. He looked down at the person in his arms, half of his pale face hidden in darkness, making him appear even more sinister.
The person in his arms was trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face without her noticing.
Are these tears for my brother again?
It's really glaringly bright...
Driven by insane jealousy, he lowered his gaze to the pitiful girl in his arms, his eyes churning with a frenzied desire, and at the same time, a frenzied malice.
His drooling fingers curled up and gently touched the girl's soft lips as he spoke lightly, seemingly with barely suppressed excitement.
"When my sister-in-law looked at my brother's memorial tablet, did she feel particularly excited and relieved, so..."
The scene of the funeral hall reappeared in my mind: Xie Lin'an's memorial tablet, the cold moonlight, and his eyes.
Su Muying couldn't take it anymore. In her delirium, she didn't even know where she was or what time it was. Those images tormented her relentlessly. Suddenly, she screamed:
"Don't touch me!"
"Please, don't do it in front of Lin'an, don't do it in front of his memorial tablet... He won't rest in peace..."
Su Muying started to cry, clutching Xie Linyuan's loose collar tightly, almost pleading with him:
"I will have children for the Xie family, I will have children for the Xie family..."
"Please stop torturing me, please stop torturing me in front of Lin'an, I beg you..."
"I took the pill, and I'll be able to get pregnant soon, I'll be able to get pregnant right away..."
"After I give birth to the Xie family's child, I can leave, I can leave, right..."
"Please... let me go, I will, I will leave behind a bloodline for Lin'an..."
"I'll give my life in return... Please, let me go..."
...
In her terror, Su Muying's memory seemed to be starting to go haywire, and her words became incoherent and rambling.
However, Xie Linyuan still managed to piece together some information from these words.
For example, she got pregnant so that she could leave.
For example, she might be taking medication to get pregnant.
She was pregnant with her brother's child.
Did she take medication to seduce him in order to get pregnant with his brother's child?
Borrow his seed to have a child for his brother?
Ha ha ha ha--
"Su-Mu-Ying"
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