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He leaned down again and forcefully kissed my lips.
I struggled desperately, but despite using all my strength, I couldn't lift even a finger. This drug was bizarre and infuriating; it rendered my body immobile while leaving my consciousness and senses intact. Each humiliating touch felt like a blade cutting through my nerves.
Perhaps this was what Ren Pingsheng meant—to make me remember him deeply and painfully?
In the past, every time I came across a case file of a sexual assault, I would sigh for the unfortunate victims. As an outsider who had read many similar cases, I often thought that if I were ever in such a situation, it would be better not to resist—better to live than to die. After all, could innocence be more important than life? Many victims had suffered because their desperate struggles triggered panic in their assailants, leading to their demise.
But at this moment, the shadow of Qiu swayed in my mind. No, the assailant was using Qiu's appearance, dancing before my eyes. Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming sense of love for Qiu; any touch from anyone else felt like torture. If the person embracing me wasn't Qiu, I would rather desire death.
But now, what could I use to resist? To meet "Qiu," I had deliberately sent everyone away. My body had no strength left; I couldn't even make a sound. I had become fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
The only part of my body not controlled by the drug was my tear glands, so my tears flowed out like a burst dam.
Ren Pingsheng paused his movements and slowly lifted his head.
"I knew you would cry; I don't care at all." After a moment, he spoke as if to himself.
I stared at Ren Pingsheng through my tears, cursing him fiercely in my heart along with the Mirror Gate. My mind was a chaotic mess; beyond these thoughts, I didn't know what else I could do.
Ren Pingsheng silently gazed at me for a long time before suddenly propping himself up on the bed and sitting up.
"How boring," he said coldly. "I could take you right now, but in this state, it's utterly uninteresting. I don't like it."
In my heart, I had cursed him upside down eighteen times. You want to humiliate me and yet find me uninteresting? Why don’t you just die? That would be much more thrilling!
Ren Pingsheng adjusted his disheveled clothes slightly and leaned against the wall beside him. His belt was undone, exposing his chest—he looked like my idol, but his expression was chillingly cold.
"What do you love about Xuanwu?" He frowned at me as if expecting me to answer despite being under the influence of the drug. "His looks? His cunning? His skills? Xuanwu appears shrewd but harbors a trace of sincerity inside; that trace will eventually cost him his life and yours too. Do you understand, Ah Ying?"
I wanted to spit in his face, but unfortunately, I couldn't do that now.
Indeed, in terms of appearance, intelligence quotient, martial skills, and abilities, Ren Pingsheng is certainly not inferior to Nie Qiuyuan. In fact, in some respects, he may even surpass him. However, for me, there is a fundamental difference between the two.
I am a modern woman with a proper worldview, so the person I fall in love with must have a heart of gold. Of course, looks are important—very important—but having a heart of gold is essential! I know that Qiu has a kind and gentle heart, but what about Ren Pingsheng? Whether he possesses such a thing remains an unknown.
So, Ren Pingsheng, you do not understand love!
A mocking smile appeared at the corners of Ren Pingsheng's lips.
“Women are truly troublesome creatures. Ah Ying, you are one; so is Bai Hu. It's simply incomprehensible.”
Hearing the name "Bai Hu," I felt a surge of anger rising within me.
That dead woman, Ruo Chanjuan, coveted my idol and went to great lengths to ruin my reputation. Although this incident inadvertently led to my bond with Qiu, it was still not a good thing. Therefore, I have always harbored a deep resentment towards that woman.
But for some reason, when "Bai Hu" was mentioned, anger gradually appeared on Ren Pingsheng's face as well. I sensed that it was intense anger, so strong that it seemed to emanate from him like a chilling aura.
Why? Aren't they on the same side?
“I guess if Xuanwu and Sikong Ming figured out those cases, then Xuanwu would definitely be at the altar. That's why I didn't let Bai Hu go to the altar; she would ruin everything. I also didn’t let her go to Qingliang Temple because you might be there. She would disregard everything else and try to kill you; that too would ruin things. I only assigned her an insignificant task: if the Eight Holy Monks from Qingliang Temple changed their route to the altar, she was to intercept them. Who would have thought she wouldn't even do that and instead kidnapped you?”
Ren Pingsheng lowered his head upon seeing my surprised expression and added, “You are my prey; she is unworthy of touching you.”
I found his explanation unnecessary because I had no interest in how he thought. My surprise stemmed from the fact that his words provided an answer to a mystery that had existed in my heart all along.
Clearly, Ren Pingsheng had already made second-hand preparations for Nie Qiuyuan to solve the mystery. So why did Melan and Lin Jiu escorting the Eight Holy Monks encounter no obstacles and arrive smoothly at the altar?
The Ren Pingsheng I knew would not make such a basic mistake. At that time, I thought it was possible that something had happened to him personally, preventing him from issuing relevant commands.
Now it seems that was not the case; rather, Ren Pingsheng had already arranged everything perfectly. It was just that Ruo Chanjuan failed to carry out his orders and instead acted recklessly to harm me.
Perhaps Ruo Chanjuan trusted Ren Pingsheng's strength too much, believing that it was impossible for the Holy Monk to leave Qingliang Temple safely.
"Do you want to know how she is?" Ren Pingsheng looked at me, his eyes increasingly ignited with a cold fire.
A layer of goosebumps rose on my immobile skin. Why was the chill so intense? Why was Ren Pingsheng's hatred for Ruo Chanjuan so strong? From the outcome, even if Ruo Chanjuan had successfully killed the Eight Holy Monks, it would have made no difference.
But Ren Pingsheng continued speaking to himself.
"The White Tiger made a mistake and must be punished. It was I who, obeying my father, took her to deal with. Ah Ying, do you know what I did with her?"
He suddenly leaned closer to me, speaking in a voice filled with complex emotions.
"I tested poisons on her. Each time I created a new poison, I would try it on her, but I wouldn't let her die. Ah Ying, have you ever seen someone in a state where they can't live or die?" Ren Pingsheng chuckled coldly twice, his laughter sending chills down my spine. "Now, her entire body is poisoned; the White Tiger has become a toxic person. Don't let her touch anything living—flowers and trees will instantly wither if she comes near them. Ah Ying, wherever she goes, nothing will grow. So she can forget about ever touching Xuanwu again in this lifetime. Ah Ying, are you happy about this?"
I was stunned into silence. I had studied various tortures in textbooks, but I never imagined such cruelty existed. Not only was her body subjected to unbearable suffering, but all hope within her heart was also poisoned—an assault from body to soul.
I deeply disliked and even hated Ruo Chanjuan. This woman was vicious and despicable; she had once planned to use similar methods to torment me both physically and emotionally. But her motives were clear—her infatuation with Qiu could explain everything. In that moment, as a woman myself, I tried to empathize with her despair and suddenly felt a twinge of sympathy for her.
If you deeply love a man but are filled with poison such that touching your lover would kill him—oh my god, how could Ren Pingsheng come up with such a thing?
For a lovesick woman, this kind of revenge must be the cruelest of all.
But where did Ren Pingsheng's coldness and hatred for Ruo Chanjuan come from? Was he so enraged simply because she did not carry out his orders? Or was it all just because it was "interesting"?
The people from Mirror Gate were indeed some of the most terrifying individuals below.
Ren Pingsheng sighed softly and reached out to embrace me.
"Ah Ying, let's go. I'm here to take you away. Although you may be unwilling, that's okay. I'll take you to all sorts of interesting places and do all kinds of fun things. By then, you'll gradually come to enjoy that kind of freedom. There’s nothing better than freedom in this world. Ah Ying, come with me; you won't regret it."
"No, I don't want to go with him. I want to stay by Qiu's side. I want to be with Qiu forever and ever!"
"We're about to get married, aren't we? At a time like this, how can there be any more obstacles?"
But I couldn't say a word; I could only let the anxiety inside me surge like a raging fire.
Ren Pingsheng looked at me, and perhaps my expression displeased him greatly. His face darkened as he said in a low voice, "I cannot tolerate anything that Bai Hu has done. If you two are getting married, I can tolerate it even less!"
At that moment, a distant voice called my name anxiously from outside.
"Liuying! Liuying!"
It was Qiu's voice—he had come!
My heart suddenly sank. With Qiu here, nothing in this world could be frightening. How I longed to call out his name loudly, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Ren Pingsheng lowered his head, looking at me with a complex expression. For a moment or two, it seemed he wanted to embrace me and stand up, but in the end, he remained seated without moving.
Just then, my door was kicked open, and Nie Qiuyuan appeared at the entrance with a face full of panic and anger.
When he saw the scene inside the room, he froze in place.
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