His large hand roamed over his face, from his cheek to his neck, and then to his chest, slowly caressing his chest with a cold smile on his lips the whole time.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Get away, get away!" Meng Wan struggled incessantly. This Huangfu Mi gave her a sense of panic, something she had never felt before.
Although their relationship had ended, she didn't want to erase even the last vestiges of affection. However, Huangfu Mi didn't see it that way. At this moment, his mind was filled with the image of Huangfu Yi and Meng Wan embracing, giving him an urge to kill.
He clenched his fist.
"Meng Wan, you remember this: even if I don't want you anymore, don't even think about being with another man. You will always be my woman, Huangfu Mi's woman."
After giving a stern warning, Huangfu Mi reached out and touched her chest. Originally only wearing a nightgown, it was already disheveled after her struggle. Huangfu Mi simply moved his fingers and pulled the nightgown aside, instantly exposing Meng Wan's body to the air.
She couldn't help but shiver.
"What... what are you going to do, Huangfu Mi? You can't do this to me."
"No?" Huangfu Mi curled his lips, his bloodthirsty black eyes slowly narrowing.
"If I can't, then who can? Huangfu Yi?" He suddenly became fierce, jealousy and anger intertwined in his chest, making him almost go crazy. He grabbed her waist with his big hand and, with a little force, sank down.
In an instant, Meng Wan felt as if her lower body was being torn apart, and tears of humiliation gushed out.
Her hand began to wave incessantly, her long fingernails grazing his ear, instantly drawing blood. Meng Wan shouted, "Huangfu Mi, get out! Get out!"
She bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth, her nails digging into her palms little by little. At this moment, she really wanted to die.
How did things come to this? Was she wrong, or was fate wrong?
"I will make you remember who your man is." Her struggles fueled his anger, and disregarding her pain, he spread her legs and thrust himself into her with all his might.
This time, she used all her strength to reach the peak. Meng Wan, who was already weak, could not withstand it. The pain caused her to faint instantly.
The small drops of blood on her private parts slowly dissolved, leaving a scarlet mark beneath her.
Before losing consciousness, everything was still hazy, with only the man on top of her repeating the same actions.
She didn't know how the night had passed; she didn't even have the strength to think. It wasn't until Mu Ci rushed to her bedside in tears that she opened her eyes slightly, only to close them again immediately.
I'm so tired, I have absolutely no energy left.
The sight before him nearly made Mu Ci fall over.
Meng Wan was covered in blood, and her long hair was disheveled, which, reflected on her pale face, gave her a tragic yet alluring beauty.
Seeing this, Mu Ci burst into tears. "Miss, Miss, please wake up! Don't scare me!"
Meng Wan raised her hand and gently patted Mu Ci's hand to reassure her. "You...you can go now. I want to be alone for a while."
She opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound. Even so, Mu Ci still managed to read her lip movements. She glanced at her worriedly before nodding and saying, "This servant will stand guard at the door. Please call this servant if you need anything, Master."
Meng Wan nodded silently, and as she listened to Mu Ci's footsteps fading into the distance, tears welled up in her eyes again.
Her body was still in excruciating pain, but it couldn't compare to the pain in her heart.
They shouldn't be like this. Even if they can't be a loving couple, they shouldn't have come to this point of hurting each other. How did everything veer off course from the beginning and go in a direction she couldn't control?
She suddenly felt so tired that she no longer had the courage to continue.
She reached out her hand, and after several trembling attempts, she finally touched her hair, where a simple phoenix hairpin was pinned, specially placed there for her on her birthday.
She pulled it off with all her might, held it in her palm, and a tear rolled down her cheek. She closed her eyes; the tear was scalding hot, shattered into pieces just like her broken heart.
--
In Yunshui Pavilion, Huangfu Mi sat slumped on the ground, gulping down strong liquor, his face expressionless. Puyang, worried, pressed his hand down: "Your Majesty, drinking is bad for your health, please stop!"
"Get out of my way, let me drink!" Huangfu Mi, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, pushed Puyang aside and shouted angrily.
The door was kicked open at that moment, and Huangfu Yi rushed in, grabbed Huangfu Mi by the collar, raised his hand and slapped him across the face, shouting angrily, "Huangfu Mi, you bastard!"
Huangfu Mi was already seven or eight parts drunk, and now he had no strength left. He collapsed to the ground instantly, the wine jar fell to the side, and the wine flowed out.
Still not satisfied, Huangfu Yi stepped forward, grabbed his collar again, and raised his hand to strike him once more.
"Your Highness, what are you doing!" Puyang was terrified by the scene before him. He stepped forward, grabbed Huangfu Yi's hand, and shouted at him sternly.
Huangfu Yi, however, found such great strength from nowhere, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw Puyang aside: "Get out of the way, all of you get out of the way! Today, whoever dares to stop me from killing this beast, I will deal with them too."
His fist slammed down. At this moment, there was no distinction between ruler and subject. He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he decided to hit first and think later.
"You beast, how could you doubt my relationship with Meng Wan? Did you throw your brains at a dog?"
Another punch landed, and blood immediately spurted from Huangfu Mi's mouth. He didn't flinch or dodge, and didn't even offer an explanation. The punches landed on his face and body, but he seemed oblivious, letting Huangfu Yi hit him.
Yes, he must have lost his mind. Otherwise, why would he suspect Wan'er, and why would he force himself on her? Thinking about the scene of her fainting, his heart was truly torn apart.
He actually forced himself on her, and that's how things got to this point!
He didn't want to, he didn't want to!
But when he saw her embracing Huangfu Yi, he couldn't help but get angry; he was completely out of control!
--
At that moment, Meng Wan stared blankly at the ceiling, as if she had lost her soul, just staring blankly.
After an unknown amount of time, the door creaked open, and Mu Ci walked in silently. Seeing Meng Wan with her eyes open, she was clearly startled for a moment, then stepped forward and said softly, "Miss, I have already delivered the message to the Eighth Prince, but if I send him here at this time, and the Emperor finds out, I'm afraid it will..."
At this point, she paused noticeably, but Meng Wan shook her head and turned to Mu Ci. Her eyes were swollen, but not a single tear fell. She just stared at her blankly for a long time before finally saying, "It's nothing, you can go now!"