Hearing his voice, Chunhua buried her head even deeper.
Yi Yang approached her, lifted her chin with his index finger, and forced her to stare at him.
What came into Chunhua's view was the handsome face and dark eyes of the young man. He really was that young man in white!
Chunhua felt a sharp pain in her chin where Yiyang had pinched her. She frowned slightly and trembled uncontrollably.
Yi Yang slightly curled the corners of his lips. "From today onwards, you are mine. You must serve me well. Understand?"
"What? You don't want to?" Seeing that Chunhua didn't react for a long time, Yi Yang was a little angry.
Chunhua shook her head desperately, tears welling up in her eyes, her mouth open for a long time, but she couldn't make a sound.
"Answer me, are you willing or not?" Yi Yang's eyes were filled with murderous intent. This woman really didn't know what was good for her!
Chapter 31: Trapped in a Tortured Love
Chunhua trembled even more violently, and she looked pleadingly at the Fourth Prince beside her.
Her pleading eyes met the Fourth Prince's, making him feel as if he were seeing her, and a wave of tenderness washed over him.
"Your Majesty, it's not that Xiao Lan is unwilling, but a few days ago, she accidentally ate something and suddenly lost her voice."
"Oh? She's mute?" The murderous intent in Yi Yang's eyes subsided, but he turned his anger towards Yi Chuan. "I saw her a while ago, she was perfectly fine, how come she's suddenly mute?"
"It was my negligence, Your Majesty, that I am punished!" Yi Chuan didn't offer any further explanation. He knew that serving a ruler was like walking on thin ice, and that too much talk could lead to mistakes. Besides, Yi Yang was unpredictable. If he didn't handle the situation well, he could face certain death.
"My dear brother, how could I bear to punish you?" Yi Yang smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, that girl named Chu Xiyin..."
Upon hearing Chu Xiyin's name, Yi Chuan felt a tightness in his spine.
Yi Yang noticed his nervousness, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed, "Have you consummated your marriage with her?"
Yi Chuan was speechless, unsure how to respond. Both he and Chu Xiyin were innocent, and he wanted her to become his wife legitimately. However, since she entered the Prince's mansion, one mishap after another had occurred, so he hadn't had time to consider marriage.
Yi Yang laughed wildly, "Brother, I never imagined you were so renowned on the battlefield, yet so timid in matters of the heart! How about this! I will bestow a marriage upon you both on the fifteenth of August, an auspicious day. Haha, you should experience the beauty of women now." With that, he kneaded Chunhua's face.
"Your Majesty, I thank you for your great favor!" Yi Chuan said, blushing. "If Your Majesty has no further instructions, we shall take our leave."
"Alright! You may all step back now!" Yi Yang waved his hand and said.
As Yi Chuan and Qi Yu left, behind them came Yi Yang's extremely arrogant laughter!
"As for you! It's good that you're mute. I like quiet women. As long as you can serve me well, I will make you my empress! That will save that ugly monster from nagging in my ear every day." Yi Yang's smile faded, and he gave Chunhua a light kiss on the lips.
Chunhua was stunned. She had dreamt of this kiss countless times. Now that he had actually kissed her, she felt as if she were living in a dream!
Yi Yang gently bit her lips.
Chunhua opened her eyes abruptly in pain, her body involuntarily recoiling backward.
Yi Yang gripped the back of her head, immobilizing her. "Haven't you ever kissed someone? You're as stiff as a log."
Chunhua felt wronged and scared, and tears fell like broken beads from a curtain.
Yi Yang's expression changed, and he said, "I hate women who cry! Fine, you've ruined my mood."
He released Chunhua and turned to walk towards the soft couch.
Chunhua stood there, stunned, not knowing what to do. The young man before her was still dressed in white, and she still admired him.
However, all he cares about is her face. Once he gets tired of her, she will probably end up like those other women in the rumors.
Thinking about all this, Chunhua couldn't help but want to cry again.
Yi Yang lay silently on the soft couch. After a long while, his anger had not subsided. He couldn't understand why a mere maid could make him so furious.
He picked up the broken wine glass and smashed it hard against Chunhua. Chunhua was startled, and the wine glass shattered into countless pieces at her feet.
Yi Yang's eyes turned cold as he stared intently at Chunhua and said, "You, come here!"
After a moment of melancholy, Chunhua lowered her head and carefully walked towards the soft couch.
"Sit down!" Yi Yang commanded.
Chunhua obediently sat down with her back to him.
"Turn around!" Yi Yang commanded again. He had never been so patient with any woman before.
Chunhua slowly turned around, and Yiyang suddenly locked her lips in a kiss.
"I'll teach you how to serve me!"
A metallic sweetness slid down her throat; Yi Yang's kiss was domineering and utterly devoid of tenderness. Or rather, it wasn't a kiss at all, but a tearing, a biting of her lips, a biting of her tongue…
Chunhua swallowed back the tears that were about to fall.
She closed her eyes and let him kiss her. As she gradually got used to it, she began to respond awkwardly.
Yi Yang then smiled with satisfaction and sucked on the sweetness in her mouth.
He laid her body flat on the soft couch and tore off her plain white clothes and the pink that covered her face.
The sixteen-year-old girl covered her private parts with one hand and her two snow-white mounds with the other, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Let go," he commanded.
She dared not disobey his orders.
A cold hand suddenly covered that snow-white mass. She was startled, opened her eyes, and involuntarily reached out to grasp that cold mass.
He stopped what he was doing and stared directly at her. His breathing was rapid and tinged with anger.
Seeing the anger in his eyes, she panicked and let go of his hand.
He took a deep breath and suddenly kissed her lips.
The icy palm covered the two snow-white mounds again, and gradually, they condensed into a ball of fire, igniting the red cherry blossoms.
He bit her recklessly, leaving behind mottled, bright red teeth marks everywhere.
"Xiyin, save me, save me... I'm dying... save me..." Chunhua called out Chu Xiyin's name again and again in her heart.
She was the culprit who pushed her into the fire, and also the only lifeline she wanted to grasp at that moment.
She dared not cry; he had said he hated women who cried easily!
He pinned her hand down, and before she could react, he penetrated her body without the slightest tenderness.
The sixteen-year-old girl was completely unprepared for this sudden pain. She bit her lip, letting him violate her body again and again. On the soft couch, there were stains of bright red blood.
He was a beast, but a beast that made her feel an irresistible pity. Despite his domineering and savage torment of her body, she couldn't bring herself to hate him.
There was no love in his heart, but she could feel that he longed for love!
She broke free from his grasp, embraced him instead, and carefully cradled him within her body.
In the room during the day, their passionate and ambiguous relationship stirred up layers of spring fever.
Complementing the springtime scene was the transparent pendant adorning Chunhua's chest! At that moment, it was faintly shimmering with an eerie red light as her body swayed.
"Xi Yin!" Yi Chuan returned to the manor and searched for a long time before finally finding Chu Xi Yin.
She and Mo Tong were surrounded by a group of maids in the mansion in a small pavilion.
Upon seeing Yi Chuan, the maids blushed and hid their belongings behind their backs. Only Chu Xiyin was still diligently studying how to properly seal the cotton in the gauze.
"Xi Yin," Yi Chuan called again, approaching her and asking gently, "What are you doing? Why are you so focused?"
"This... is a woman's secret," Chu Xiyin said with a smile, without stopping what she was doing.
Yi Chuan affectionately ruffled her hair, smiled, and asked no more questions.
“Oh, right…” the two said almost simultaneously.
"You go first!" Yi Chuan sat down on the stone bench and looked at her gently.
"How is Chunhua?" Chu Xiyin put down what she was holding and asked, staring into his eyes.
"She...is very good..." He dared not look directly into her eyes. He could not predict Chunhua's fate either.
Chu Xiyin stared at him suspiciously, leaning closer and asking, "Really? You're not lying to me?"
Yi Chuan paused, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her. Chunhua had given it to him in the carriage.
Chu Xiyin immediately recognized the handkerchief as Chunhua's. Every time Chunhua finished eating, she would take out this handkerchief to wipe herself. That girl was so lazy; she carried the handkerchief with her every day but never washed it. Therefore, the handkerchief was always greasy. Chu Xiyin told her to throw it away, but she couldn't bear to. She told her that if one day she met someone she liked, she would throw away this handkerchief and "reform herself" for him!
"Now do you believe me?" Yi Chuan asked, staring nervously at Chu Xi Yin.
Chu Xiyin smiled and nodded, tucking the handkerchief into her bosom. "What were you about to say?"
"His Majesty has granted us our wedding date." Yi Chuan's face was bathed in a soft sunlight, making his smile exceptionally handsome.
"ah?"
He hadn't expected Chu Xiyin to react this way, and his handsome smile froze innocently on his face. "You don't want to?"
"No...no...no, it's just...it's just..." It's just that she wasn't ready yet.
Yi Chuan felt extremely embarrassed watching her stammer.
Mo Tong was quick-witted; she hurriedly grasped Chu Xiyin's hand and said, "Xiyin, congratulations!"
"Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations, Your Highness!" the maids said in unison.
Chu Xiyin looked at Yi Chuan, her eyes filled with shyness.
"No! I disagree!" Consort Zheng pushed past the maids with a fierce expression.
She had been watching them for a long time. This Chu Xiyin, not only did she monopolize so many maids in the manor, but she also dared to seduce her precious son, wanting to marry into her family—dream on!
When the maids saw Consort Zheng, they were all terrified and unconsciously stepped back.
"Chuan'er, you can't marry her!" Consort Zheng, like a shrew, stood with her hands on her hips, glaring fiercely at Chu Xiyin.
"Mother! This is the Emperor's decree! Besides, Xiyin is the only woman who has ever moved my heart, and I will marry no one but her in this lifetime!"
"Chuan'er! Didn't you say you would stay by your mother's side for the rest of your life? Didn't you say you would never marry?" Seeing that her tantrums didn't work, Consort Zheng resorted to her old tricks again.
Unfortunately, Yi Chuan was already tired of her act, and even more unfortunately, Chu Xi Yin never showed any mercy to those who were unreasonable and argumentative.
"Mother, isn't it a bit selfish of you to ask the Prince to stay by your side for the rest of his life?"