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"You will be my consort, and I will personally take care of you as you drink this medicine."

Third Imperial Consort! "Shao Chu has already refused this matter."

"My brother seems to have forgotten his current situation."

Zhu Yuyou stroked her neck and jaw, like a tender caress, his fingers and palms seemingly feeling that slenderness. Then, each finger slowly unfolded and gently held her delicate neck, proclaiming that the victor and the king had everything she had under his control.

“If my beloved brother insists on acting willfully, I, the prince, will have no choice but to take matters into my own hands.” Zhu Yu tightened his grip, forcing her to look up. “My beloved brother, don’t forget, what I want, I will never lose, even if it’s incomplete!”

Su Shaochu smiled faintly, his brows furrowing slightly as he leaned down to kiss her. Suddenly, his right hand flipped upwards, and before Zhu Yu could sense anything amiss, a surge of force had already rushed in from the wrist holding her neck and jaw. Without pause, three consecutive moves, swift as the blink of an eye, seemed to be drawn by internal energy. His fingers struck her wrist, then her arm, and a powerful surge of energy struck Zhu Yu's chest—

It wasn't the kind of internal energy that could seriously injure or break a person, but rather it was like a fiercely forced out aura that pushed back anything that approached. Although the power, which couldn't be fully exerted, couldn't hurt Zhu Yu, it still made him shudder and take two steps back. The person on the soft couch immediately leaped up and rushed towards the door!

"Can you really leave?"

With lightning speed, he was already behind her. Before he could even make a move, Su Shaochu turned around and raised his hand, sending a chopstick inlaid with yellow-green glass towards him. Immediately afterward, a second chopstick struck the one that had been shot earlier. Instantly, the first glass chopstick shattered into dust, and the shimmering glass dust flew towards Zhu Yu's face!

When the glass dust shattered and fell away, Zhu Yu slowly lowered the arm that had been blocking his eyes. His tall, slender figure, with his back to him, stood before the layers of draped curtains leading into the inner room, and did not move again.

"Your younger brother's love is truly both endearing and infuriating! Since I, the prince, wish to show you some tenderness, but you don't appreciate it, then don't blame me for using the only method I know." He smiled slowly at the elegant figure standing before him.

"You're so clever, you know very well that if you dare to take another step, I, the prince, will not hesitate to cripple your leg. Even with your disability, you'll still be a sight that's hard to look away from, right? Hahaha!"

Blood slowly seeped from Su Shaochu's right leg and the side of her neck. As she turned to strike, Zhu Yu simultaneously focused his energy on his fingertips, shooting her foot and neck in mid-air. If she hadn't forced Zhu Yu back three steps, even the yellow-green glass chopsticks wouldn't have harmed him in the slightest. She only had time to use her veil to cover her escape, which meant she had lost this opportunity!

If she makes another rash move, Zhu Yu will surely target her again, even at the cost of severely injuring her!

Chapter Three

“Mingzong’s martial arts have always emphasized the absorption of internal energy and its manifestation, concealing it in nothingness. Even if he is seriously injured or his internal energy is greatly damaged, he will always retain three-tenths of his internal energy in his body. This is the characteristic of Mingzong’s martial arts. As his disciple, Shao Chu’ai, do you think your martial arts and internal energy will really be completely sealed by this prince?”

Zhu Yu chuckled as he spoke, then strode toward the still, elegant figure.

"The One Qi Transforms into Three Forms is one of the Mingzong's martial arts moves. Your use of it further confirms to this prince that you truly only have three-tenths of your power remaining." Otherwise, at such close range, how could you have merely repelled him?

"Ahem, Shao Chu is also very happy to assist the Third Prince in confirming this matter." Not wanting to act rashly, he resorted to words.

"Then I should be grateful for your initiative in helping me, my dear brother?"

He walked step by step toward her voice, a cold laugh rising in his head.

"Your Highness is too kind. Good interaction is the foundation for our future relationship. Shao Chu only hopes to give our relationship a... well, an unforgettable start."

"The idea that you would use the 'One Breath Transforms into Three' technique to severely injure this prince is indeed unforgettable."

As the strong arm wrapped around her from behind, the burning heat clung to her bleeding neck, gently soothing the wound inflicted by the sharp force.

"How can I, the prince, repay you for this unforgettable gesture?"

"I suppose the Third Prince won't allow Shao Chu to display the virtue of giving without expecting anything in return?"

"Hehe." Zhu Yuchen's laughter was already hoarse, and his large hand began to caress her delicate body. "This prince will repay kindness and avenge wrongs, so how could I make an exception for my beloved brother?"

"Does the Third Prince want to repay a debt of gratitude or a debt of hatred towards Shao Chu?"

"Since you actually want to use such cruel methods against me again, what do you think I should do, my dear brother?" Before she could reply, Zhu Yu continued, "Well, I believe your complexion has improved, my dear brother."

Standing behind her, Zhu Yu gently stroked her neck and chin with one hand, his long fingers lightly tapping her neck, urging her to tilt her head back.

"Young Master, please call me 'husband' properly, and perhaps I will show mercy."

"Husband?!" She chuckled as she pointed to her heart as her lips lowered from behind and above her. "Even though I wanted to call out to you, this tells me I can't; after all, this is not an answer you, Zhu Yu, deserve."

"Stubborn fool!" Zhu Yu's voice was stern, a long-suppressed rage gradually rising in his eyes. "If you want to suffer, this prince will grant your wish!"

His fingers gripped her shoulder tightly, and a powerful surge of internal energy, carrying a devouring force, suddenly rushed into her body, just like the piercing pain she felt when her "Yun Shu Zhai" skills were sealed—

"There is probably no one in the world who makes this prince as madly in love and devoted to you as my beloved younger brother, Shao Chu. Similarly, the torment of your repeated toying with and rejection has driven me to the point where I want to destroy you completely—"

"ah--"

Before she could even recover from the burning pain that was piercing her meridians, a shocking sharpness pierced through her spine once more, causing her to scream in agony. The unique ability to seal her qi and lock her meridians had completely blocked her remaining power.

"Unless I, the prince, personally remove the restrictions on you, even that old fellow Mingzong will have no way to remove them."

Zhu Yu picked up the weak body that couldn't even utter a sound and placed it on a tall table in front of a large glass window.

"Once you fall into my hands again, you will never have another chance to escape. Don't blame me for being a cruel and ruthless man." His eyes flashed with a sinister sneer. "I will absolutely carry out this promise!"

Her muddled consciousness and her weak body, injured again by the backlash of internal energy, left her at the mercy of her opponent, yet she still maintained her sharp tongue and sarcastic remarks.

"The Third Prince's magnanimity, with his hair as thin as a pint, has always been so 'great' that it left a deep impression on Shao Chu."

“This prince really wants to know…” Zhu Yu pulled over the curtain by the window, bound her wrists to the uniquely shaped window frame, and took off her crescent-colored trousers, “just how far I will play with and torture you, to properly crush your infuriating confidence and sharp tongue.”

"Ugh!" she gasped softly as her feet were forcibly spread apart by merciless arms.

"Is my beloved brother in pain or afraid right now?" Seeing her furrowed brows, he asked with a sneer, "Please beg me, and I might just feel a pang of pity for you."

"Hehe..." Su Shaochu chuckled hastily, forcing her head up to whisper in his ear, "It's just a pity that Shaochu once said that when it comes to you, Zhu Yu, disgust is the only feeling—"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly looked up, her wrists bound to the window frame, her fingers clenched tightly, and with a powerful thrust, she entered him.

"How about saying something I want to hear, my dear younger brother?" Tian kissed her rosy cheek as she turned her head away, his interest in tormenting her growing.

"Vulgar and...shameless—ah—"

The sound that escaped from between his teeth was interrupted by a deep, forceful thrust, and intense desire pierced through him fiercely!

He hated her elusiveness and wanted to tear apart her aloofness and composure, yet he also loved entering her body and hearing her gasps and moans, even the painful ones, which belonged only to him.

"It's all because you, my dear brother, love to say such charming things that it makes this prince lose control."

The eyes that met hers burned with intense desire and a sense of conquest, as if the victor was declaring his absolute possession of his prey.

"Don't say anything that I, the prince, don't hear, or something bad will happen... hmm."

He gently kissed her red lips, which were parted as she gasped for breath, and sucked on her pink tongue, which was no longer able to react. He sucked hard until she felt a warm pain on the tip of her tongue and wanted to pull away, but her lips and teeth held her tightly.

"It's much easier for your body to clearly remember who it belongs to than to expect words to come from your beautiful lips when you first love your brother!"

Finally, he released the torture of her lips and tongue, but the green movement of her body continued.

"Shao Chu... there are even more enchanting things I want to say..." Amidst the relentless rhythm, Su Shao Chu bit her lip and clearly said, "Shao Chu only allows those she has chosen to touch me. If someone who doesn't belong to Shao Chu touches me, don't blame her for the consequences!"

She said those words to him again, and Zhu Yu's lips curled into a sinister smile.

"Truly, it's so alluring it's infuriating—"

With a rough, hoarse roar, his force slammed her against the window frame, so ferocious it seemed he wanted to tear her apart, causing her to scream—

"You, Su Shaochu, can only ever love me—"

Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, casting shimmering shadows on the layers of sheer curtains, revealing the intertwined, ever-flowing greenery.

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As autumn arrives, "Sunset City" is an oriental town famous for its red sunsets. The town is surrounded by abundant fruit-producing areas, making it a popular stop for merchants and caravans who bring in large quantities of fruit.

Autumn is the peak season for persimmons and pomelos. In the "Sunset City" market, red and green persimmons and pomelos are piled up on both sides of the market, and merchants and people who come to buy wholesale goods are very busy.

Numerous taverns sprang up in response to this trend, but the largest was the "Hongguan Wine Garden" in the city. This was a tavern converted from the old residence of an old minister. Unlike ordinary taverns, "Hongguan Wine Garden" was backed by a maple forest and stream, and faced a shady green field. The garden was also filled with lush flowers and plants, a small lake, and weeping willows. Many quiet and refined literati frequented this place. The second floor was used by some elegant gentlemen and merchants to drink and enjoy the scenery while discussing business.

When a beautiful and elegant woman in yellow, accompanied by more than ten people, entered the Hongguan Wine Garden, everyone present was amazed by her unparalleled beauty.

"Madam Lu, this way please." Yuan Changqing, the second owner of Hongguan Winery, personally greeted this distinguished guest and led her to the most luxurious and elegant private room on the second floor. "The food and wine have been prepared according to Madam's preferences. I'm just afraid that the food might be a bit rustic and unrefined. Please forgive me, Madam Lu."

"Not at all. I love the tranquility of Hongguan Wine Garden, far from the hustle and bustle of the city. Even the food and wine are simple yet delicious. This kind of taste is incomparable to the bustling capital."

"According to Madam Lu, the 'Bi Fu' room in Hongguan Wine Garden will be reserved for Madam Lu forever."

"Your second boss is much more respectable than your first boss. Has he been here long?" Red lips asked the target of this trip with a light smile.

"I arrived in Xiying City three days ago."

"Oh, so you've resigned yourself to your fate this time. Finding his whereabouts these past few years has been harder than hoping for a rainstorm."

"Haha, that bet not only changed the position of his beloved forever, but also severely damaged his dignity. In addition, he has always been sensitive, so it is inevitable that he will feel a sense of distance when he meets his old friend again." Yuan Changqing, who was very familiar with their friendship, said with a smile.

"If it weren't for the fact that his sensitivity is similar to my husband's, and that they are in contact, it would be really hard to guess his whereabouts."

"You guessed it?!" As far as he knew, it was the suffering of another man that yielded this information. "I heard that Madam Lu thoroughly taught the Young Sect Master the 'Way of Husbandry,' which finally made him confess."

Lu Mingchao, the young patriarch of the Lu family, is known for his... protectiveness of his beautiful wife, who is a few years older than him. Whenever his wife glares at him, he immediately suppresses his heroic spirit and reveals his true nature as a little man.

"It seems that you, Boss Yuan, have quite a few well-informed people in the capital. I suppose you, Boss Yuan, were involved in our meeting today?"

"Friends have always been something he values highly, and I was just providing him with a way to back down gracefully."

After passing through the long wooden walkway built over the pool, we arrived at an elegant door with a round wooden plaque on a green background that read "Bi Fu" hanging above it.

"I'll leave my entourage to you, Mr. Yuan."

Yan Shanshan nodded to the person leading the way and stepped into the room that Yuan Changqing had opened for her.

The first thing she saw was the view of the maple leaves and the stream outside the large open window. The pleasant autumn colors set off the simple and elegant atmosphere of the room. There was also a tall figure with a sword tied with a purple rope, his back to her. He was just drinking his wine and didn't say anything or turn around.

"It's been so long, I never thought silence would be synonymous with you! Melancholy boy."

Yan Shanshan sat down in front of the other person, took the initiative to pick up the wine jar on the table, pushed aside the small wine cup, took the bowl next to her, poured herself a full bowl, and drank it by herself. This scene was quite inconsistent with her elegant and beautiful image. Even the person in front of her who originally intended to ignore her frowned.

"Oh, no matter how many years have passed, your innocent, youthful appearance, temperament, and contradictory character remain unchanged for eternity!" Yan Shanshan scrutinized him, shook her head in amazement, downed another large bowl of wine in one gulp, and after enjoying the feeling of the alcohol taking effect, wiped her hands with her water sleeves, feeling satisfied.

The man at the opposite table had already put down his wine glass. His brows, which were already furrowed with what seemed like an eternal sorrow, were now even more furrowed as he looked at the words and actions of the woman before him, who was renowned for her beauty and talent and was known as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world.

"Back in the day, every year there would be a few times when a few of us close friends would meet at Tongjia Village in the southern border and gamble on who could drink the most. The first one to fall down would have to be the servant of the last one to fall down for three days," Yan Shanshan reminisced. "The strangest thing is that the first and last ones to fall down were almost always that guy you'd been avoiding for years."

When everyone was sober, they all had the impression that Su Shaochu was the first to get drunk, but Fu Yaofeng, who was often the last to get drunk, swore that he saw Shaochu sitting next to him, urging him to drink and having a drink with him before he got drunk.

"Because the first and last were the same person, no servants were produced for several years. However, you, the second to fall, and Fu Yaofeng, the last to fall, were often unknowingly enslaved by her and made to work like cattle and horses." Once the old stories of her youth were started, it was really hard to stop talking. Yan Shanshan raised her eyebrows at the man in front of her, whose face was gloomy and showed signs of displeasure.

"Speaking of which, Fu Yaofeng did all that for the sake of the Princess, but you poor thing... you actually chose to offer your youthful innocence to the person in the world who knows no conscience, and the result... sigh! Melancholy boy, I truly pity you!"

He sighed as he spoke, but the person before him frowned even more deeply, his expression filled with hatred, his lips clenched his teeth, and a vein bulged on his temple, yet he still did not respond with words or actions.

"I say... Xiao Shufang, you've been to the capital and entered the palace these past few years, haven't you!" Yan Shanshan exclaimed dramatically, covering her cheeks as the other man raised one eyebrow in question. "You were actually castrated in the palace, weren't you? Silence has never been your nature; rambling and wild thoughts are what you're all about!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of a heavy object being placed on the table rang out. Meteor Swordsman Li Shufang grabbed a wine jar from the side and slammed it heavily onto the table.