Chapter 115 Nausea
Inside the bedchamber, red candles flickered.
On the dragon throne.
A woman playing a stand-in, under the emperor's burning gaze, painstakingly and bit by bit, removed her plain clothes and put on that magnificent palace gown...
The air was filled with the scent of ambergris, but it couldn't mask the nauseating desire within.
Xie Nuer gritted her teeth, feeling the cool, slippery fabric against her skin, as if a venomous snake were coiling around her.
All the candles in the bedchamber were blown out, leaving only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window.
Pei Yan personally removed the palace dress layer by layer.
Half an hour later, Xie Nu'er lay on the large, cold dragon bed, her body stiff as a piece of wood.
Her only remaining thin silk nightgown was open, revealing large expanses of delicate, cold skin.
She could clearly feel Pei Yan's calloused hand moving and caressing her shoulder and arm.
The sensation was like that of a cold-blooded animal crawling in a damp cave.
Every touch aroused a cluster of fine goosebumps on her skin.
nausea.
She bit her lower lip hard, her nails digging deep into her palms, causing a sharp pain.
Do not move.
Unable to resist.
Even... you can't show the slightest bit of disgust!
To survive, you must climb upwards!
But who knows how disgusted she felt when she heard Pei Yan muttering those words about her adoptive mother!
Even after her adoptive mother passed away, she was still subjected to lewd and desecrated fantasies!
But this is performance evaluation, and it's also the path to advancement, so she has to endure it.
Xie Nuer screamed wildly in her heart, brainwashing herself over and over again.
She closed her eyes, summoned all the acting skills she had learned in her life, forced herself to relax her body, and even let out a soft moan from her throat, which sounded like she was trying to please someone.
Pei Yan seemed to pause for a moment at the response. In the darkness, Xie Nu'er could feel his gaze sweeping over her face.
"Kisaragi..."
He spoke again, his voice hoarse and nasal, yet filled with satisfaction.
"I know...you're suffering..."
The tone of his voice was so deep and affectionate that it sent chills down your spine!
"Don't worry... this time... I will never let you leave again..."
Xie Nuer felt her hair stand on end upon hearing this!
That's a madman!
She resisted the urge to slap him, trying her best to maintain a gentle expression on her face. She even turned her head slightly, seemingly shyly avoiding his burning gaze, but in reality, she didn't want to meet his eyes again.
Pei Yan seemed to take her silence and evasion as some kind of response, or perhaps a coquettish complaint.
He chuckled softly.
"You're always like this... shy..."
He murmured, his hand leaving her skin but instead caressing her cheek.
His fingertips, burning hot, traced the contours of her face, from her smooth forehead to her pert nose, and then to her soft lips…
The movements were gentle, as if depicting a rare treasure that had been lost and then found again.
Xie Nuer felt as if countless cold, venomous snakes were crawling on the places he touched!
She was screaming internally: Performance! Performance!!! For the sake of performance! I'll endure it!!!
She even forced herself to tilt her head back slightly to meet the touch of his fingers, squeezing out an even sweeter hum from her throat.
This compliance clearly pleased Pei Yan greatly.
He let out a satisfied sigh, leaned down, and his heavy body, filled with the rich scent of ambergris, completely covered him!
Like a mountain collapsing!
The cold, hard dragon bed and the heavy, burning body instantly confined Xie Nu'er to all her space!
Feeling suffocated!
"Ugh..." A muffled groan of pain escaped uncontrollably from her clenched teeth.
Pei Yan suddenly stopped moving!
The thing covering her body instantly stiffened!
In the darkness, Xie Nuer could clearly feel his suddenly rapid breathing and his gaze that turned icy cold in an instant!
Oh no! It's out of control!
Xie Nu'er's heart sank to the bottom!
She committed a grave mistake!
While the emperor was indulging in his dream of a substitute, this imposter made a discordant sound!
This is tantamount to puncturing the carefully constructed illusion he created!
"you…"
Pei Yan's voice was as cold as ice, "You don't want to?"
Just one wrong word could unleash her fury! Or even...death!
In the blink of an eye!
The instinct to survive a life-or-death situation overwhelmed all humiliation and fear!
The rules Desheng told her about the young lady exploded in her mind like a lifeline—role modeling!
He perfectly embodied the shadow!
This is just acting!
Xie Nuer suddenly opened her eyes!
In the darkness, she forced herself to appear dazed and lost in thought.
Then, she raised a slightly trembling hand and gently stroked Pei Yan's cheek!
Her fingertips were icy cold, with a perfect tremor.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Her voice was broken, yet tinged with a hint of reproach, "You...you're hurting me..."
Her eyes instantly filled with tears, and her voice trembled with sobs, "You...you're so strong..."
Pei Yan's raging anger, which was about to erupt, vanished instantly when he met those eyes filled with tears and grievance!
That feeling is back.
"Was it my fault... Did I hurt you? I... I'll be gentler..."
He frantically reduced the pressure on her, and even subconsciously tried to clumsily wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
Crisis averted!
Xie Nuer let out a long, silent sigh of relief; the cold sweat on her back had already soaked through her thin nightgown.
What followed was a long period of torture and a test of acting skills for Xie Nuer.
Time seemed to stand still in the darkness.
After an unknown amount of time, the torturous ordeal finally came to an end.
Pei Yan let out a long, satisfied sigh, and his heavy body finally rolled off Xie Nu'er and lay down on the other side of the dragon bed.
Inside the bedchamber, only the heavy, uneven breathing of the two remained.
The strong scent of ambergris, mixed with the lingering stench of passion, filled the air, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
Xie Nu'er gasped for breath as if she had just been pulled from drowning, completely exhausted, and had no strength to even move a finger.
She lay stiffly, staring blankly at the blurry, luxurious canopy above her, her eyes empty and numb.
Only now does she truly understand the terrible price one has to pay to climb the ladder of power.
The sound of Pei Yan turning over reached my ears.
Xie Nu'er's heart tightened suddenly! Was it not over yet?!
However, Pei Yan simply turned to the side, and with one arm he forcefully wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her cold and stiff body into his embrace!
His chin rested on the top of her head, his hot breath spraying through her hair.
His deep, hoarse voice came from the darkness:
"Ruyue... I've finally... got you... This time... I'll never let you escape again..."
His voice was filled with a morbid possessiveness.
The night is still long.
The path to power is destined to be paved with thorns and filth.
She thanked Nu'er and noted it down.
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