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Wandie watched as Xin'er knelt on the cold ground, her petite body trembling. A wave of guilt and self-reproach washed over her.
"It was I who forced her. If you must punish someone, then punish me!" She stepped in front of Xin'er, ready to share in her fate.
However, Jiang Haotian spoke slowly and deliberately, "A servant who does not know her place and incites her master to commit foolish acts is better off sold to Yiqing Tower. Perhaps she can put her talent for stirring trouble to good use there."
As he finished speaking, several burly men rushed in from outside like fierce demons, grabbing Xin'er by the wrists and dragging her away without a word.
Xin'er’s terrified cries echoed through the empty room, pulling at the heartstrings of anyone who heard. Meanwhile, Jiang Haotian lounged back with his legs crossed, sipping tea leisurely as if everything happening before him was none of his concern.
"Jiang Haotian! This has nothing to do with Xin'er. You can punish me however you wish, but please let her go!"
Wandie was frantic, rushing toward him in quick strides.
Though she maintained a composed demeanor, the glimmering depths of her eyes betrayed her fear, shimmering with unshed tears that revealed her anguish.
Seeing her distress and self-blame, Jiang Haotian couldn't help but smirk.
He reveled in his ability to manipulate her emotions; while he couldn't make her laugh or cry, he could certainly make her angry and frustrated.
He enjoyed the feeling of having her emotions at his mercy: "Alright, as you say. I can spare her, but you must swear that from this day forward, you will sever all ties with Bao Sinian and never meet again. Should you break this vow, may Bao Sinian meet a terrible fate, and may the Tang family never know peace."
Such cruel and cold-hearted words struck at her most vulnerable points.
He didn't want her to curse him or swear against him; instead, he wielded the threat against the one she cared for most—truly cunning.
Wandie repeated his words slowly, each syllable feeling like it was being carved from her heart. Tears fell uncontrollably down her cheeks.
The sorrow and helplessness in her heart surged like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing her and leaving her breathless.
As night fell, a solitary crescent moon silently emitted its cold light from the horizon, casting its glow through the window and onto her figure.
Her fair and delicate skin, illuminated by the moonlight, resembled a flawless white satin, radiating a faint halo.
His hand was hot and fervent, slowly gliding across her cheek. The warmth felt like a branding iron, as if it would scorch her.
She turned her face away, trying to evade his burning gaze. Warm tears trickled from the corners of her eyes, slowly soaking into the pillow beneath her.
"Look at me." He would not allow her to escape; he gently turned her face toward him. The motion appeared soft yet carried an irresistible strength.
He whispered softly in her ear, his gentle, husky voice laced with seduction, causing her once resolute heart to falter.
" Wandie, is it so wrong to love me? Why must you engage in such futile endeavors? I told you, I will never let you go in this lifetime."
His lips brushed lightly against the corner of her eye, tenderly kissing away her tears. His breath caressed her face, leaving her in a daze.
His words were filled with helplessness and deep affection, making Wandie's heart soften unexpectedly.
The room was filled with a subtle and elegant fragrance—the scent of Tang Dynasty Phoenix Feather.
He knew she loved orchids, so he spared no expense or effort to gather various types from far and wide for her enjoyment, including this rare and precious Lotus Petal Orchid—Tang Dynasty Phoenix Feather.
This man loved her with such fervor and possessiveness, indulging and pampering her beyond measure.
At that moment, she felt a fleeting sense of daze, as if she had forgotten all her hatred and pain.
Therefore, when his kiss fell upon her once more, she surprisingly did not resist, her body gradually relaxing.
His passion and desire surged uncontrollably. His kiss became more fervent, and his hands began to wander restlessly.
“No, I can’t.” In the final moment, the shadow of Bao Sinian suddenly surfaced clearly in her mind.
She remembered the vows they had exchanged, the countless moments they had shared, as if she could see him gazing at her with disdain and disappointment.
She could not bear such a thought; a wave of intense guilt and self-reproach surged within her.
“ Wandie, I am your husband.” He lowered his head, trying to continue, his voice tinged with urgency and longing.
But she suddenly pushed him away with such force that it caught him off guard.
Breathless, she hugged her shoulders tightly, as if trying to curl into herself, and loudly and directly rejected him: “I cannot love you. Even if you have imprisoned my body, my heart will still fly to Sinian. In this lifetime, I Tang Wandie will never love anyone but Bao Sinian!”
These words were not only meant for him but also for herself.
In that moment, she felt utterly wretched. She hated herself for betraying Bao Sinian so easily, her heart filled with disgust and regret.
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