"Ah!" Ji Wushang burst into tears.
Tuoba Heyan was filled with rage and lust; how could he possibly let her go! Moreover, his mind was filled with the image of Ji Wushang and Beigong Minhao cuddling together! Before, how heartbroken she was about her deceased husband! Now, she actually had another lover!
How can he bear this!
If he doesn't punish her here, how can he quell his anger?
He kneaded her ankles, and the next second he was holding her waist!
Ji Wushang's left foot hurt, so he could only use his right foot and both hands to resist. "No, no, you can't do this to me! Tuoba Heyan!"
"I have been too lenient with you! To the point that you have forgotten your place! Today, I will tell you who you, Ji Wushang, truly belong to!" Tuoba Heyan somehow managed to move Ji Wushang onto the robe that had been laid out.
He immediately pressed his body against it!
"Wow!" Ji Wushang punched and kicked him. "No, you can't do this to me! Nan Xuzong! Ah, Tuoba Heyan!" Ji Wushang was on the verge of collapse. Who was this devil? Why was Heaven playing such a cruel trick on him?
☆、311 Is that enough? No, let's continue (climax!)
Ji Wushang resisted him with all her might; he was essentially abusing her! And this was in the Worry-Free Garden! She knew this was his forbidden territory, yet here, here he was doing this to her!
How could he be so cruel to himself!
Ji Wushang cried and screamed until her voice was hoarse, but she couldn't stop him from tearing off all her clothes! What was flying everywhere was not only the Worry-Free Flowers, but also her light-colored clothes!
"No, no!" Ji Wushang was trembling all over, while Tuoba Heyan was full of anger. He had already torn off her clothes, his large hand was on her waist, and his other hand was caressing every inch of her skin. He watched her cry out, but he would not allow her to back down!
"Please, please let me go! I'll never do it again, please!" Ji Wushang begged hoarsely, hoping he would let her go. But the next second, he had already lifted one of her jade-like feet with his hand, and his strong body was already inside her!
"Ah! Tuoba Heyan!" Ji Wushang completely collapsed!
There was no prelude, no tenderness whatsoever.
In that instant, Ji Wushang felt a tearing pain spread throughout her body! It entered her brain and her heart—pain!
"Ah!" With a scream, Ji Wushang completely fainted.
Beigong Minhao immediately collapsed to the ground. He heard it, he heard that scream.
He knew what had happened... That beastly man, the man who was referring to Nan Xuzong but not entirely, that Prince Qingzhao, Tuoba Heyan! He had raped the woman he wanted to protect his whole life!
An unbearable, excruciating pain overwhelmed my heart!
“Wu Shang…” Bei Gong Minhao clutched his clothes, in unbearable pain!
"Second Master..." All the guards who were protecting Bei Gongminhao as he entered Qingzhao came forward.
The reason why Tuoba Heyan did not chase after Beigong Minhao was because he knew that Beigong Minhao's men were definitely nearby, and he didn't know how many of them there were. More importantly, Tuoba Heyan cared more about Ji Wushang in front of him.
Tuoba Heyan looked at the woman beneath him, who had fainted from the pain, yet his anger remained undiminished! He felt sorry for her suffering, but he also hated her betrayal.
She was so tight it was as if she had never been taken before; he could even feel the blood flowing from her. But he couldn't stop! Every effort he made was futile because of her dryness and tightness. He watched her face streaked with tears, and everything became utterly meaningless.
She was completely oblivious at that moment.
Three years, more than three years. She had forgotten what it felt like.
He gathered a surge of true energy in his hand and channeled it into her body.
Ji Wushang was brought back to consciousness by the true energy and slowly woke up, but when she saw Tuoba Heyan wearing a golden mask in front of her and that he was still on top of her, she was terrified. "Ah, get off me!"
But when I pushed it, I realized that thing was still there! The pain kept intensifying!
Ji Wushang broke down, tears streaming down his face. "It hurts so much! Let me go!"
Tuoba Heyan looked at her, turned her face to face him, and said, "I will not let you off easily!" He slammed his fist down hard as he spoke! Ji Wushang cried out "Ah!" and tears almost flew out of her eyes!
He knew she wasn't lubricated enough, so he grabbed everything in her hand and whispered through gritted teeth in her ear, "Let me tell you, Princess Wushang, from this day forward, you can only belong to me, Tuoba Heyan!"
He used every trick in the book to try and get her to get emotional with him, but she ended up crying her eyes out. In the end, she just lay there on the ground, letting him vent his anger and lust on her.
Her body was covered in bluish-purple marks, hickeys, and traces of forceful hand caresses.
Blood stained the white robe below.
Nan Xuzong had never been so rough with her before… Ji Wushang’s cheeks were wet with tears as he thrust in and out forcefully. Each time, he almost sent her flying, but the next second, he would pull her back and then send her into overwhelming pain.
The first time I slept with him, there was no pleasure, only endless pain.
Tuoba Heyan seemed to have been abstinent for ten thousand years, and now that this desire was fulfilled, he wanted to have his fill.
Ji Wushang was like a rag doll, letting him arrange his body as he pleased.
After venting her anger, she felt much better and the bleeding stopped, but her eyes remained lifeless.
His inner energy prevented her from falling into a coma. He was so wicked; he wanted her to experience this kind of lovemaking.
Tuoba Heyan took a slight step back. He looked up at Ji Wushang, who was no longer crying or shouting. He was just staring blankly at the Wuyou flowers that were still flying all over the sky. The light blue sky was filled with a rain of flowers.
The tears in the corners of her eyes had not yet dried.
For a fleeting moment, he was lost in thought, as if she would disappear before his eyes along with these petals.
Tuoba Heyan was taken aback. He was very tall, and if he bent down, he could reach her lips. He kissed her.
She neither refused nor responded.
Tuoba Heyan looked at her, his desire undiminished. "Do you really resist my affections so much?!"
Ji Wushang stared straight at the sky, his voice calm as he said, "Have you had enough? If not, then continue; if you have, I'll go back."
Tuoba Heyan felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife as he listened!
He grabbed her chin with one hand, forcing her eyes to look at him. "Why, why did you treat me like this? You secretly met with your lover and let him go! Shouldn't you pay the price?!"
"Since I'm so worthless, why do you still want my body?" she asked coldly. The man who used to believe in her was gone, gone... She turned her face away, letting the tears stream down her face.
Tuoba Heyan looked at her, his chest heaving as he breathed heavily. "Fine!" he said coldly. The next second, he thrust his waist forward, almost knocking Ji Wushang away.
But he had already firmly grasped her slender waist, thrusting harder and harder with each stroke! He wanted her to feel everything about him! This was his; everything she had belonged to him!
Ji Wushang's face was contorted in pain, beyond description. He was ruthless and fast!
She gritted her teeth and barely endured the pain.
But it was the last wave that almost broke her back.
After Tuoba Heyan finished, he withdrew from under her, his dark eyes looking at her.
She finally belonged to him. He had tasted every inch of her skin, inside and out, and he had experienced every intoxicating part of her body.
She, however, was on the verge of despair.
The man she loved had assaulted her, and in such a humiliating way! No, this was not the man she loved at all!
How could Nan Xuzong do this to himself?
Ji Wushang had cried all her tears, and her voice was hoarse. Although her body hadn't been acupunctured, she couldn't move an inch. She remained in the final position that Tuoba Heyan had forced her into. Pain, pain in every limb and bone, pain in every heart! Bitterness, bitterness in every pore! Her bright eyes were lifeless and blank.
Tuoba Heyan dressed, watching her motionless for a long time, his heart filled with anguish. He truly couldn't control himself; he felt he had fallen deeply, deeply in love with her, and now someone else was trying to take her away from him—how could he accept this? Why was she treating him this way?
However, punishing her also caused him pain.
If I don't punish her, I feel like I can't keep her in check anymore.
Tuoba Heyan sighed inwardly. He stepped forward and wrapped her tightly in his robe.
She closed her eyes, refusing to look at this heartbreaking world.
Let him do as he pleases.
Tuoba Heyan looked at her, gently stroking her dark hair with a hint of tenderness. She turned her head away, refusing to let him touch her. He had no choice but to withdraw his hand.
He remained silent, then swept her into his arms, wrapped her tightly in his robe and cloak, and walked out of the carefree garden.
All she wanted to do at that moment was find a place to hide, to see no one, and to ignore everyone.
When the people of the Miro Palace saw Tuoba Heyan carrying Ji Wushang, who was wrapped in a trench coat and robe, back home, they were all so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths!
Thankfully, Huangfu Jun'an has fallen asleep!
Tuoba Heyan showed no extra expression, and directly carried Ji Wushang into the inner room and placed him on the bed.
As soon as Ji Wushang lay down on the bed, with her last bit of strength, she immediately covered herself with the quilt and gripped it tightly. She shrank further into the bed, still trembling all over.
Tuoba Heyan stared at her, and she simply wrapped herself completely under the brocade quilt, even covering her head.
A pang of sadness flashed through his heart.
After a long while, Tuoba Heyan turned around and walked out. Standing outside the door were Hongfei, Cuiwu, and several palace maids.
"Prepare a hot bath for Princess Wushang," Tuoba Heyan said coldly. "Also, don't forget to apply medicine to her!" As he spoke, he took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and threw it to Hongfei.
Hongfei caught it immediately, but didn't understand what kind of medicine it was.
Tuoba Heyan turned around, glanced inside, and then walked out.
Hongfei and Cuiwu quickly went inside, but Ji Wushang's eyes were lifeless and his hands were tightly gripping the brocade quilt.
“Princess…” Hongfei and Cuiwu both burst into tears when they saw Ji Wushang like this. Seeing her like this… they immediately understood.
"Cuiwu, hurry, prepare a hot bath. I'll take care of the princess." Hongfei then remembered the medicine that Tuoba Heyan had given her earlier; it must have been for the abrasion there.
I hate it!
"Princess, let me take a look." Hongfei stepped forward, but Ji Wushang still held on tightly. "No need, go down."
“Princess, how can you be like this? Princess, if you are injured, we need to check you.” Hongfei stepped forward and then stroked Ji Wushang’s brocade quilt.
Ji Wushang was completely limp and powerless. Tears streamed down her face again, and she bit her lip so hard that it bled.
“Princess,” Hongfei looked at her, “Don’t be like this, sob sob, we servants are worried! If the young master knew, he would definitely be heartbroken and cry…”
"Young Master..." Ji Wushang's eyes were filled with tears, "How is Nianlang?"
"Young Master is fine," Hongfei said. "He just fell asleep, but he kept asking for you, Princess. If you're feeling better, please go and see him!"
Ji Wushang remained silent.
I've been holding onto all of this without even knowing why. I'm so lost. How am I supposed to face this situation?
Nan Xuzong actually did this to her… The man who once swore eternal love to her, the man who doted on her and couldn't bear to see her suffer even the slightest harm, actually forced himself on her! Moreover, he wasn't even Nan Xuzong's mind; he was a completely different person!
Why am I so unlucky?