Chapter 68 Inner Demons "A-Tang...don't go..."
Shen Yun sealed the doors and windows, and Lin Shutang was truly trapped inside Jingyuan Residence.
She was like a bird, unable to fly out of its cage, and even the view outside the window was given to her sparingly.
Apart from the maids who served her in the morning and evening and the servants who brought her meals, Lin Shutang saw no one else each day.
Only Shen Yun stayed with her day and night.
He moved all the official documents from his study into his bedroom, and lived and ate with Lin Shutang.
Occasionally, when he needed to convey orders, he would leave the room for no more than fifteen minutes before rushing back to his dormitory. It seemed that this place had become his self-imprisonment rather than a place to confine Lin Shutang.
His eyes were always on her, wanting to hold her hand and embrace her. The moment Lin Shutang showed the slightest resistance, his calm face would suddenly shatter like a broken silver bottle, revealing an unknowingly ferocious crack.
Occasionally, when Lin Shutang gets up at night, she will bump into Shen Yun staring at her with bloodshot eyes, his arm around her waist tightly wrapped around her waist.
It was as if she was afraid that if he closed his eyes, she would disappear again.
Lin Shutang was terrified and tried to pull herself out of his arms, but he said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go with you."
The dark circles under his eyes, contrasting with his pale complexion, gave him an eerie, obsessive, and morbid appearance. His eyes, however, were as dark and deep as an abyss, and his entire being seemed to be entwined like vines, following him like a shadow.
Lin Shutang could only silently agree without saying a word.
She has been very quiet during this period.
She accepted Shen Yun's crazy methods of imprisoning her calmly, probably because she had already witnessed many of his methods in the past two years.
We are now well-equipped to handle this situation.
This time, however, Shen Yun seemed different from before.
Since that day, she never mentioned Song Ying again. Shen Yun had taken his eyes, so she probably wouldn't bother to end his life.
Her silence was, in fact, a way of protecting Song Ying.
She didn't know much about what was happening on Xiwu Mountain, but she could guess most of it from the conversations she occasionally overheard between Shen Yun and Ying Xiao outside the inner room.
Shen Yun already knew the Third Prince's plan; that night was nothing more than a trick to lure him into a trap.
To everyone's surprise, Song Ying pushed aside the waist-high grass and found not the Third Prince's men who were there to meet him, but Ying Xiao guarding the outer perimeter of the hunting grounds.
Overnight, the capital city of Yujing underwent a dramatic transformation.
Shen Yun was ordered to capture the traitor, and all those involved were imprisoned and their entire families were exterminated.
Only the Third Prince managed to escape that night, and his whereabouts have not been found to this day.
As for Shen Xiuyan, Lin Shutang didn't know what method he used to escape unscathed from this disaster. Not only was he not tainted by the stigma of treason, but he was also rewarded for his meritorious service in protecting the emperor.
For a time, the Duke's mansion was all the rage, and everyone secretly envied Shen Jingshi's good fortune, believing that the two young masters would surely have a bright future.
Gifts kept arriving in droves, and visitors came in droves.
Lin Shutang lived a secluded life, only able to hear about the hustle and bustle outside, but those things had nothing to do with her anymore.
On several occasions, Lin Shutang heard that the old lady's people had come to visit, but they were all turned away.
She turned to look at Shen Yun, who remained indifferent, his eyelids lowered, but his eyes were fixed on her without missing a beat.
At first, Lin Shutang felt uncomfortable being stared at, but now he can ignore it.
He has always been more self-disciplined than she is. Lin Shutang doesn't know how long he intends to lock himself away, or how long this situation will last.
However, she has no intention of admitting defeat. Whether she confronts the other or makes concessions, the final result will be nothing more than waiting for the estrangement to disappear and then repeating the same three years of life.
This is definitely not what Lin Shutang wanted.
Having gone to such lengths to get to where she is now, how could she possibly be willing to repeat the same mistakes?
After a few days of quiet, she suddenly smashed everything she could in the room, even going so far as to destroy herself with a sharp hairpin.
Shen Yun's indifferent face finally showed a hint of emotion. The next day, all the sharp hairpins in the dressing case were worn down, and the corners of the tables, chairs, and cabinets were all wrapped with cotton cloth.
He accepted all her emotions and resentment without question.
He accepted her curses with indifference.
The servants serving in Jingyuan Residence were all terrified. When they first entered the Duke's Mansion and were assigned here, they had heard that the heir and his wife were at odds, and that the heir had once ordered several servants to be beaten to death because of his wife.
So he was even more afraid of his master's wrath, and when he went in to clean up the mess, he wished he could disappear into the ground.
Fortunately, after a few days, the lady suddenly calmed down again.
When they went in to deliver the meal, the lady was being held on the prince's lap. The tall desk blocked most of the lady's figure, but they could see that her thin back was trembling violently, and her gasping breaths were heartbreaking to hear.
The maids looked up and saw that the lady's fingertips, which were resting on the young master's shoulder, were taut and pale, as if she was in great discomfort. Her slender neck was like a fully drawn bowstring, and a thin layer of sweat floated on her fair skin.
The curtains fluttered gently, and the lady tilted her head slightly, revealing glistening tears falling as she bit her lower lip tightly, desperately suppressing the broken sounds in her throat.
The maids were terrified, wondering what the young master had done to the lady to make her look so distressed.
Just as I was about to take another look, I felt a dark and eerie gaze fall upon me. I instinctively met the eyes on the side of the lady's neck, which suddenly reminded me of the venomous snake I had encountered in the mountains when I was a child, with its vertical pupils gleaming with an eerie light, and the danger of choosing its prey to devour it.
The maids trembled, their eyes drooping in panic. They dared not look around anymore, and after putting down the food, they immediately bowed and withdrew.
Once the door was closed, Lin Shutang's sobs finally escaped her lips. She began to struggle violently, trying to push away the mountain-hard chest in front of her and the consuming fire beneath.
Shen Yun gripped her waist tightly, grinding his fingers against her hard spot until her eyes were almost unfocused and she stretched her neck to exhale before finally pulling his knuckles away.
The wet droplets soaked large parts of their clothes. He lowered his eyes to straighten himself, lifted her clothes, and pressed her down again.
Lin Shutang's area was still contracting and spasming when it was suddenly stretched open again, and her face immediately turned pale.
She looked at him with her watery eyes, her voice trembling as she cried, "You... take it away..."
Shen Yun ignored him, his sharp teeth grinding against her neck, his heavy breathing echoing around her neck. He lingered there, burying his face in her neck, collarbone, and chest...
The fluffy hair brushed against Lin Shutang's chin, causing her to unconsciously crane her neck and reach out to grab Shen Yun's hair.
The harder she gripped his hand, the more ruthless he became, as if the pain bestowed upon him by Lin Shutang had opened up some kind of meridian in him, and his nibbling at her skin became more and more intense with each stroke.
He absolutely wanted to press her into his very bones.
Lin Shutang felt as if she were walking on the edge of a cliff, with large swaths of clouds piled up in the sky, seemingly floating right in front of her.
She vaguely heard Shen Yun's voice calling her name over and over again, low and tender.
Every sound... had to elicit a reaction from her, as if it were leaving some kind of mark.
Lin Shutang couldn't take it anymore and bent down to push him. She finally saw that his pale face was stained with uncontrollable lust, his eyes were flushed with a watery red, and his dark eyes were also covered with a fog.
“A-Tang…”
He was breathing heavily, murmuring her name over and over, and tilting his head back to kiss her lips.
Lin Shutang tried to dodge, but he grabbed the back of her head and pressed her down, forcibly prying open her teeth and using his tongue to entwine with hers.
"Don't go..."
Between breaths, a few soft murmurs were crushed between their lips and teeth.
He had always enjoyed watching Lin Shutang's various reactions because of him with his eyes open, but now he was unusually close his eyes to enjoy this moment of indulgence, probably because Lin Shutang always refused, as if he could deceive himself with his body's primal reactions.
Lin Shutang leaned weakly against his shoulder, panting like an autumn leaf swirling in the wind. In her hazy consciousness, besides the indescribable smell of blood, there were also wisps of blood lingering around her.
She suddenly opened her eyes, placed her hand on Shen Yun's chest, and slipped it inside through his thin spring clothes.
Compared to her half-exposed shoulders and disheveled clothes piled around her waist, Shen Yun's upper body was impeccably dressed, more than enough to warrant going out in public at this moment.
The moment their fingertips touched, Shen Yun grabbed her wrist and pulled her away. He turned his head to kiss the side of her wrist, licking her palm gently and tenderly, kissing her fingertips, his movements lingering and affectionate as he pressed his face against her palm.
He then turned his head to kiss the side of her neck.
It seems like it's never enough.
Although Lin Shutang's wrist was grabbed and pulled away in time, her fingertips still touched not his firm, hot skin, but layers of wrapped gauze.
She suddenly remembered that night on Xiwu Mountain, and the incessant bleeding hole in Shen Yun's chest.
No wonder he has been unusually pale these days and has rarely taken off his shirt in front of her.
Even if the two were in physical contact, it would still be like this.
Recalling Shen Yun's recent unusual behavior, a thought suddenly popped into her head, though it was blurred and shattered by the rebuttal, it quietly took root...
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For the servants of Jingyuan Residence, the fact that the madam was no longer making a fuss meant that the tension they had been holding onto was finally released.
During this time, the lady finally calmed down again. Occasionally, when she went into the room to tidy up, she could be seen nestled in the prince's arms, painting. Her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she looked to be in a very good mood.
The lady no longer glared at the prince as usual, and there were no more harsh curses coming from the room. Instead, she spoke to the prince in a gentle voice, and he called for water more often at night.
The servants breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the door to Jingyuan Residence's bedroom would surely be opened soon.
But before long, early summer arrived, and there was still no movement from that room.
The prince and his wife seemed to be isolated in another world. The servants who went in said that they were only responsible for bringing in what their masters needed, and they didn't need to do anything else.
Occasionally, when he slightly raised his eyes, he could only see the intertwined hems of the Crown Prince and his wife's clothes. The wife was often held in the Crown Prince's arms, and the Crown Prince personally served her as she changed clothes, did her makeup, and ate meals.
The two were inseparable, their sweetness surpassing even that of newlyweds.
But they only dared to glance at it, because the next moment they would feel the chill of being stared at by a wild beast and inexplicably get goosebumps all over their bodies.
But considering that the room hadn't seen sunlight for many days, it was understandable that it felt a bit cold.
Having heard that Xiao Tao, who had come in with them to deliver food, had inexplicably injured her eye after coming out while trembling, these people dared not look around anymore and focused on the path under their feet as they quickly retreated.
The door was closed, and Lin Shutang was held in Shen Jun's arms as he fed her breakfast bite by bite.
She did not fail to notice the gazes of those servants; on the contrary, she saw them very clearly.
However, Shen Yun ignored this and insisted on doing it herself as usual.
Shen Yun's infatuation with her made Lin Shutang a little uneasy. He seemed to be very afraid of her disappearing. She couldn't even leave his sight for a moment and had to watch over her at all times to feel at ease.
That night, after a night of lovemaking, she covered his eyes so he could sleep peacefully.
He did indeed listen to her and closed his eyes, but when she got up to use the restroom in the middle of the night, she found Shen Yun sitting by the bed, staring motionlessly at the spot where she had slept.
It's hard to describe the expression on his face at that moment; it seemed as if a spider web was densely wrapped around him, and his expression changed several times before finally cracking open like parched earth.
It looked eerie and creepy in the dark.
Hearing the sound, he slowly and numbly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, filled with extreme unease, tension, and annoyance... Countless emotions flashed across his dark eyes in an instant. Before Lin Shutang could fully see them, she saw him suddenly get up, walk towards her, and without saying a word, pull her against the cabinet, grab her chin and force her to open her mouth, and directly entangle himself with her.
Lin Shutang pushed him away forcefully, but his offensive did not diminish. Instead, he used his knee to pry open her knees, grabbed her wrists, and pinned her firmly to the cabinet.
He hooked her tongue and sucked on it deeper and deeper with each stroke, as if he was eager to verify something with her.
Lin Shutang's body went limp from the kiss. It was a long time before he stopped, when both of them were breathless. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice deep and husky, his breath hot and scalding, "Don't go..."
He seemed to be muttering to himself, but Lin Shutang could hear him perfectly clearly.
She stared blankly at the empty space behind him for a long while before raising her hand to hug his slightly trembling back and tentatively calling his name, "Chen Yun..."
His body seemed to freeze for a moment, and after getting up from her embrace, the bewilderment and confusion on his face seemed to disappear.
The moonlight only covered half of his face, while the other half was completely shrouded in darkness.
His face remained calm and expressionless, and when he looked down at Lin Shutang, he had that same unfathomable expression.
His gaze fell on her swollen, bright red lips. He reached out and wiped away the remaining moisture, saying softly, "I'll go with you next time, okay?"
He bent down, lifted her up through his knees, placed her on the bed, wrapped her in the blanket, and pulled her into his arms.
Lin Shutang lay in his slightly cool chest, unaware that Shen Yun had kept his eyes open until dawn...
(Should this section also be locked?)
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Author's Note: [Dog head with rose in hand] I've gone mad. My daughter's repeated escapes have given me PTSD...
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