Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Forced
Not long after Zhe Rou left, Lu Chen woke up. Hearing that she went to the river to release lanterns, he wanted to find her and accompany her to deliver the lanterns to the child, but he didn't expect to see her being kidnapped.
Others might not recognize him, but he and Xie Yunzhou grew up together, so he could recognize Xie Yunzhou at a glance even if he turned into ashes.
After chasing them all the way here, Lu Chen's anger was already boiling over. He jumped directly from his horse onto the deck and walked towards the two men.
Zhe Rou never thought that Lu Chen would catch up with her like this. Her heart was pounding, and she tried to stay calm.
Xie Yunzhou also saw who was coming and immediately took a step forward, blocking her behind him. He frowned and said, "Lu Bingyan, stop."
This familiar gesture of protection was like a sword piercing Lu Chen's heart, causing him to feel severe pain and jealousy boiling like fire.
She is obviously his wife, but she is protected by another man behind her. How ridiculous is that?
He raised his head, looked at Xie Yunzhou coldly, and said with suppressed anger, "Let her go."
Xie Yunzhou refused to let go, instead pulling Zhe Rou's arm and hiding it behind his back, saying sarcastically, "The divorce has been signed. You have no right to interfere in Jiu Niang's affairs."
The veins on his forehead throbbed, and his anger surged. Unable to endure it any longer, Lu Chen stepped forward, backhandedly pushed Xie Yunzhou away, and pulled him towards him, "Xiaoxiao, come back with me."
Zhe Rou pursed her lips, unwilling to do so. She struggled to break free. Seeing this, Xie Yunzhou suddenly grabbed Lu Chen's arm and shouted angrily, "It's not up to you whether she goes back or not! Let go!"
Lu Chen didn't want to argue with him any further. He glanced at Nan Heng and gestured for him to take action.
Xie Yunzhou was instantly surrounded by several guards. He never had too many guards with him, and now it was just him and Zhou Xiao. Two fists were no match for four hands, and it was difficult to escape for a while. Seeing that he was about to be overwhelmed, he was furious. While trying his best to protect others, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Lu Bingyan, you bastard! If you touch her, we will no longer be brothers from now on!"
Lu Chen ignored her completely and found a gap. Without waiting for Zhe Rou to come to her senses, he directly pulled her over, picked her up by the waist without saying anything, walked a few steps to the shore, lifted her up and threw her onto the horse's back.
Before she could struggle to get up, Lu Chen had already turned over, grabbed the reins, gently squeezed the horse's belly, and whipped the horse to go down the road.
Zhe Rou was dizzy from being shaken around. When she finally sat up, she was surprised to find that she was not heading back to the courtyard, but towards the secluded suburbs of the city.
She turned back in panic, "Lu Bingyan, where are you going?"
Lu Chen said nothing, his facial features as tight as cold iron.
When they reached the forest outside the city, Lu Chen dismounted, reached out and carried her down, pressed her against the tree next to him, held her in his arms, tore open her thin jacket, bent down to kiss and bite her delicate neck, his breathing rapid.
Lu Chen's rationality had long been burned out by jealousy and hatred. His blood surged against his eardrums. The depression accumulated over the past few days and a hint of panic were churning in his heart. Only one thought became clearer and clearer in his mind, as if only in this way could he confirm that she was still by his side.
Realizing what he was about to do, Zhe Rou turned pale with horror, her whole body trembling. She raised her hands and struggled hard, "Lu Chen, are you crazy?! We are outside!"
"So what?! It's not like we haven't had this before in Taozhou."
Lu Chen clamped her wrist tightly, and his tall figure enveloped her in his arms, making it almost airtight, pressing her so hard that she could not resist at all.
Shame, anger, and panic surged into her heart like a tide. Zhe Rou felt a great hatred in her heart. She didn't know where she got the strength from. She gritted her teeth and broke free from his arms, staggering to her feet.
Lu Chen grabbed her slender shoulders with one hand, hugged her back by the waist, and without saying anything, pressed her against the tree trunk, spreading her slender legs apart with his knees. "Why are you hiding? Are you afraid Ming Qi will catch up and see you?"
Zhe Rou raised her head in disbelief, her beautiful eyes filled with anger.
“Shameless!”
With a crisp "pa" sound, Lu Chen turned his face away, and a thin bloody mark was scratched under his eye by his fingernail.
The bark was rough, rubbing against Zhe Rou's back and causing her even more pain. Her heart ached, tears streaming down her face. "Let go, let me go!"
Lu Chen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he wiped away the blood beads under his eyelids with his fingertips covered with thin calluses. He rubbed and pressed on her lips, forcing her to taste the sweet and fishy taste. He then lowered his head to suck, kiss, and linger on her.
The night wind was silent, and the mountains and forests were quiet, with only the rapid and intertwined breathing of the two people making the sound.
Zhe Rou bit her lip and raised her head. The bright full moon in the sky turned into a blurry shadow in her eyes.
I thought the separation was tragic enough, but I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing.
Hot kisses moved down all the way, and his fiery breath sprayed on her smooth little nipples, which felt like pain and itchiness. She struggled to escape and pushed Lu Chen's shoulders fiercely, but was held down tightly by his hot palm, unable to move.
Lu Chen knew her body very well and could easily make her tremble, but the more he did so, the more humiliated she felt and the more angry she was, unable to face herself.
Zhe Rou bit her lips tightly in resistance, refusing to make even the slightest sound. Her slender fingers sank into Lu Chen's hair and pulled it back with force.
Lu Chen remained unmoved until he felt a slightly salty taste between his lips and teeth. He stood up, pinched her cheeks, forced her to raise her head, and kissed her deeply without saying a word.
Zhe Rou was held tightly between his chest and the tree trunk, unable to move forward or backward, and could only endure the invasion. The root of her tongue gradually became painful and numb from being sucked, and she felt dizzy. In the confusion and mist, she heard the sound of the belt hitting the stone, making a crisp sound.
She became increasingly panicked, pushing and struggling.
Lu Chen said nothing, but took off his clothes, piled them up randomly, and placed them behind her to block the rough and abrasive bark.
Zhe Rou raised her neck for a moment, tears silently sliding down the corners of her eyes.
As the night deepened, the forest grew quieter and quieter. The hazy moonlight poured down, casting a cluster of swaying tree shadows on the ground. These shadows moved without wind, like ripples on the water.
In front of him, sweat was dripping down her bare, thin arms. Lu Chen pinched her chin and forced her to open her eyes.
"Look at me."
Zhe Rou was filled with hatred, closed her eyes and turned her head away.
He panted softly, his breath warming her ears, "Call me Alang."
Zhe Rou just closed her eyes and bit her lip, ignoring everything, tears continuing to flow.
Lu Chen was drawn out of a hopeless loneliness in his heart by her stubbornness.
A few days ago, he was in a hurry to leave Beijing despite being seriously injured. Zheng Lanbi heard the news from somewhere and rushed over to stop him. He was so angry that he yelled at him and asked him if he wanted to treat his life as worthless.
Weeds.
On the battlefield, human life is worth less than grass.
That year, Han Siquan led his troops to advance rashly in the pursuit of merit. His wing army was ambushed by the Qiang people. He fought for days and nights, and there was blood in the cracks between his fingernails. His palms were too slippery to hold the hilt of the sword. His comrades fell one after another, and he was soaked in the fishy and sticky blood, with no strength left in his body.
He thought he would die here.
It was she who dragged him out from the pile of corpses, holding a broken knife that she had picked up from somewhere and whose blade had long been bent.
The moment she saw him, she threw away the knife, collapsed to the ground, hugged his neck tightly and cried bitterly.
She was such a gentle and mild person, yet she went alone to find him at the risk of her life, trekking through the sea of blood and corpses on the battlefield. She was so frightened that she couldn't eat meat for most of half a year. The sight or smell of meat made her want to vomit uncontrollably.
How stupid.
But how could such a silly girl be so cruel as to leave him?
He would never agree, never!
She is his mistress, no one can covet her or touch her, he won't allow it.
She can only be his wife.
Sleep in the same bed in life and study in the same school after death.
The dull pain in his heart was unbearable, and he increased his strength, determined to make her cry out, as if only in this way could he fill a little of the emptiness and desolation in his chest.
Gradually feeling the slipperiness, Lu Chen exerted force on his hands, turned her cheek, and asked in a deep voice: "Miss, look carefully, who is making you happy?"
Zhe Rou choked slightly and was unable to struggle.
She was in a daze, not knowing how much time had passed before she suddenly noticed something was wrong and hurriedly reached out to push him away, "Don't..."
She had already been heartbroken to have given up a child, and what he had done today had already made her hate him to the core. How could she possibly have another child with him? Absolutely not.
Lu Chen acted as if he didn't hear anything and didn't stop at all.
Zhe Rou gritted her teeth, turned her head to the side, and sobbed, "Let go... I don't want your child anymore."
Lu Chen pinched her delicate cheek with his sweaty palm. He looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes dark and gloomy, filled with deep coldness. "Whose do you want?"
Without waiting for her to answer, Lu Chen's breathing became rapid, and a murderous look swirled in his dark eyes. It was unclear whether he wanted to hurt her or to tear out his own heart. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Mingqi?"
Zhe Rou couldn't stand his ridicule and humiliation. She was filled with hatred and tears welled up in her eyes. She pushed and hit the injured part of his waist with all her strength, sobbing and saying in hatred, "I don't want yours after all."
The unhealed knife wound burst open again, and warm blood flowed down his waist and abdomen. Lu Chen's breathing trembled in pain, his teeth clenched, and he became even more brutal.
The pain of the wound tearing apart is nothing compared to what I feel in my heart.
Lu Chen gritted his teeth, lifted her up with one hand, and pulled her clothes to pad behind her waist with the other hand.
Sensing her resistance and evasion, he pinched her slender waist with his palm, looked at her with dark eyes, and said word by word: "I won't agree."
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