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Faced with the man's heart-wrenching accusations, Le Yao Yao felt as if she were a heartless villain who had shattered this man's heart.
But damn it, she was truly wronged!
Le Yao Yao wanted to scream to the heavens.
However, before she could say anything more, the man tightly embraced her once again.
Amidst his heart-rending words, he said, "Xiner, you are my Wife! We have been married for three years, and we share so many beautiful memories. Even though you have forgotten our past, I won't allow you to deny who you are. You are my Wife, and I am your Husband. This is an undeniable truth. Please don't say things that make me sad anymore; it hurts too much..."
Listening to his words, Le Yao Yao wanted to argue back.
Yet, she felt the warm, damp sensation on her shoulder.
It was the man's tears...
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
She realized that the man was emotionally charged and firmly believed she was his Wife. No matter what she said now, he wouldn't believe her.
Thinking of this made Le Yao Yao feel somewhat helpless.
Moreover, she knew this wasn't the time for such discussions. First and foremost, she needed to leave this cold place.
After staying here for so long, she had already grown cold herself.
A shiver ran through her body as Le Yao Yao turned to the man who was still tightly holding her.
"Um, can we go outside first? It's really cold in here!"
"Okay, I'm sorry, Xiner. It was my oversight."
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, the man immediately apologized.
However, he did not release her; instead, with a swift motion, he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up.
"Hey, what are you doing!?"
Startled by his sudden action, Le Yao Yao regained her composure and exclaimed at him.
In response, the man's cherry blossom-colored lips curled into a slight smile, radiating beauty that could captivate anyone.
His voice was filled with joy and delight as he spoke in a husky tone.
"Just let me hold you like this for a while! I haven't held you like this in so long..."
As he finished speaking, there was a hint of choking in his voice.
His face, filled with tears of joy, reflected the overwhelming excitement of having something precious returned to him.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's instinctive struggle to break free came to an abrupt halt.
After all, this man in front of her must really love his deceased wife, right?
Seeing the joyful expression on his face at that moment, she truly couldn't bring herself to refuse him. Sigh...
In the end, Le Yao Yao slowly lowered her eyes.
The man, seeing this, assumed that Le Yao Yao was tired, so he immediately picked her up and strode out of the Ice Cave.
Once the man carried Le Yao Yao out of the Ice Cave, her beautiful eyes lit up.
She realized that the place they were in was actually a world covered in ice and snow!
As she looked around, all she could see was a vast expanse of white sky, with thick clouds hanging low, as if she could reach out and touch them.
The bright white sky seamlessly connected with the bright white ground below, indistinguishable from one another.
Surrounding them were exquisite sights: the Jade Tower with its intricately carved beams and painted rafters, jade trees adorned with beautiful branches, and the Jiu Lang Bridge...
This must be a magnificent residence because everything here appeared to be meticulously arranged.
However, as Le Yao Yao took in her surroundings, confusion washed over her.
After all, she remembered it was still the scorching summer, with the sun shining brightly. How could she wake up to find herself in a world of ice and snow!?
Could it be that she had been asleep for a very long time?
"No way! This is not right."
If she had been asleep for a long time, her belly should have grown by now.
So, the only explanation is that someone brought her to this snowy place.
With this thought in mind, Le Yao Yao turned her head and asked the man who was holding her with a blissful expression.
"What is this place!?"
"Xiner, this is Saintess Mountain, which is where our cult resides."
Knowing that his wife had lost all her previous memories, the man felt a bit disheartened but still patiently explained.
After all, it didn't matter that his wife had forgotten all their beautiful memories together; as long as she was 'alive' again, that was enough.
In the future, they would surely live happily together.
Thinking of this, the man's grip on Le Yao Yao tightened slightly.
However, upon hearing his words, Le Yao Yao gasped in disbelief.
"What!? Saintess Mountain!? A cult!?"
When she heard what the man said, it felt as if thunder had struck her; she froze completely, like a statue.
Saintess Mountain, she had heard a little about it.
It was said that Saintess Mountain, along with Baihua Valley and West Lake, was one of the three famous attractions of the Celestial Yuan Dynasty.
This Saintess Mountain was also the highest peak in the Celestial Yuan Dynasty, so high that no one could ever climb it.
But now, what was going on?!
Moreover, if she hadn’t misheard, this man said that this place was a gathering spot for a cult…
A cult!?
Hearing this word, Le Yao Yao's beautiful eyes widened in shock.
After all, the term "cult" was not unfamiliar to her.
The last time a cult incident—the Heart Extraction Incident—had caused a stir throughout the Celestial Yuan Dynasty.
It was said that the cult had brutally killed those young girls, extracting their hearts and blood because the Cult Leader's Wife had passed away. The Cult Leader immediately ordered the hearts of a hundred virgins to be extracted along with their blood, intending to create a resurrection potion…
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt an unsettling sense of foreboding. She recalled how the man kept saying she had "come back to life" since she woke up. Could it be…?
“Uh, may I ask, if this is a cult, then you are the cult’s…”
“Hehe, I am the Cult Leader, Simu Han. Remember my name well; it’s your husband’s name too, Wife!”
With a loud bang, as the man spoke, Le Yao Yao felt as if her head had been struck by lightning. Her mind went blank, and she couldn't remember anything.
Oh my god!
What on earth!
Are you messing with her!?
All she wanted was to live a simple life with the man she liked, but instead, he brought her into this explosive situation.
This cult was an unforgivable evil. The previous Heart Extraction Incident was also orchestrated by this cult, and it was this very man who had given the orders!
The thought that this stunningly beautiful man could be so ruthless sent shivers down Le Yao Yao's spine, a chill creeping up from her feet to her head.
Her face turned pale in an instant, and she couldn't help but tremble.
Noticing Le Yao Yao's unusual behavior, Simu Han immediately expressed his concern.
"Xiner, are you cold? Oh, it's all my fault. You just woke up and your body is still weak. I shouldn't have let you stay outside."
Simu Han's face was filled with guilt as he tightened his embrace around Le Yao Yao.
Moreover, the man was already tall and imposing.
Standing at nearly six feet three inches, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his long legs were straight and perfectly shaped—a standard model physique.
Le Yao Yao was cradled in his arms, much like a hen protecting her chicks.
Although the man’s embrace was warm, Le Yao Yao felt as if she were submerged in icy water. The chill seemed to freeze her very blood…
Finally, unable to endure the cold and shock any longer, Le Yao Yao closed her eyes and fainted!
…
After being startled into unconsciousness, Le Yao Yao found herself in a beautiful dream!
In this dream, it was a sunny day.
A procession adorned in vibrant red stretched for miles, accompanied by the sounds of music and celebration. The long wedding parade slowly made its way from the end of the streets of Capital City to the front.
Eventually, amidst the envy and admiration of onlookers, the vibrant red procession came to a halt at the grand entrance of Duke Rui's Residence.
At this moment, standing at the gate of the royal residence was an exceptionally handsome man!
Dressed in a Joyous Crimson Brocade Robe, he looked strikingly handsome and exuded an air of nobility.
As applause erupted from the crowd, the man kicked open the bride's sedan chair door and tenderly took the bride's hand…
Then, the scene shifted, revealing the groom standing with her in the grand hall. The emcee raised his voice and called out loudly.
“First bow to heaven and earth—”
"Two Bow to the High Hall——" "Couple Bowing——" "The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber——" As the high-pitched voice finished, waves of fierce shouts rang out around the hall. applause. In the end, everyone gathered around the newlyweds like they were in a bridal chamber. And Le Yao Yao felt the man holding her warm hand, and her heart was filled with a strong sense of happiness. Thinking that today, she would marry this man, and they would be husband and wife from now on, her heart felt as sweet as if it had been filled with bees. However, at this moment, a panicked scream sounded, accompanied by the sound of cold weapons being exchanged, and the sound of sharp blades piercing people's bodies, which kept rising one after another, making people feel frightened. At this time, the hand that had been holding her immediately let go. Le Yao Yao panicked, and immediately lifted the red hood with one hand. What she saw was the man she loved, being struck by a sword. A heartbreaking scene. "No -" Seeing Leng Junyu lying in a pool of blood covered in blood, Le Yao Yao felt that his heart was going to be torn into pieces. She wanted to rush over and hug the man lying in a pool of blood, but her hand was pulled hard, and a face more beautiful than a woman appeared in her sight - "Wife, where are you going! ? I am your Husband..." "No -"
Panic surged within Le Yao Yao as she was suddenly jolted awake.
Opening her eyes, she was greeted by a sea of red.
Bright red curtains, a bright red bedspread, and even the outfit she wore was entirely red!?
Could it be that what had just happened was not a dream, but reality!?
Le Yao Yao's heart raced in terror.
At that moment, a furious roar erupted from outside.
"You useless fools! You said she would wake up soon! Why is she still not awake? Are you trying to deceive me!?"
The voice, laced with intense anger, sounded somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it before, but for the life of her, Le Yao Yao couldn't recall where.
As she pondered this, she overheard a group of people seemingly terrified of the man who had just spoken, pleading for mercy and offering explanations.
"Master, please spare us! This girl merely fainted from exhaustion and some fright and cold. She will definitely wake up soon..."
Just then, the furious voice cut in again.
"What girl!? This is my wife! You blind fools, take them away!"
"Ah, Master, please spare us! Master, please!"
As the aged, pleading voice faded away, Le Yao Yao finally listened to the conversations outside and recalled who the furious man was!
This person was the notorious and fearsome Cult Leader, Simu Han!
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but gasp, her heart racing.
However, at that moment, it seemed the people outside had noticed that someone on the bed had awakened.
Le Yao Yao felt the large red veil that had been hanging down suddenly lifted by the wind, and immediately, a lanky figure clad in red appeared before her.
Long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, dark as ink over his shoulders.
Dressed in red, he exuded an enchanting charm, as beautiful as a flower.
His exquisite face bore delicate features; his brows were like slender bamboo, and his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, captivating anyone who looked at him!
At that moment, this face, even more beautiful than a woman's, was filled with intense joy. Those mesmerizing phoenix eyes were fixed on Le Yao Yao as he exclaimed with delight.
"Xiner, you finally woke up!? Haha, that's wonderful..."
His voice was filled with ecstatic joy yet carried a resonant tone. Before Le Yao Yao could react, he stretched out his arms and tightly embraced her petite form.
"Uh, let go of me! I'm not your wife!"
In response to the excited man, Le Yao Yao furrowed her dark eyebrows in displeasure.
Unbeknownst to her, perhaps it was due to her knowledge of the man's identity and the vivid dream she had just experienced.
This man was a cold-blooded individual! In his quest for vengeance for his deceased wife, he ruthlessly ordered the killing of innocent young girls, even going so far as to extract their hearts and blood, leaving no corpses intact.
Heavens! He was truly too cruel, instilling both fear and disgust in Le Yao Yao.
However, the man seemed oblivious to Le Yao Yao's fear and dissatisfaction, continuing to speak to himself.
"Xiner, please never leave me again! I truly cannot lose you. I love you, Xiner..."
His voice trembled with deep emotion, and any other woman would have been moved to tears by such a confession.
In truth, if Le Yao Yao had not known the man's identity, she would have been touched by his words. Unfortunately...
This man was the most ruthless devil!
Le Yao Yao thought to herself as her hands instinctively pushed against him.
Because aside from Leng Junyu, she did not want any other man holding her!
Yet, just as her hands brushed against his chest, she found that he had already stepped back a fraction.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's delicate face froze for a moment. Before she could think further, she saw the man's tear-streaked face—so stunningly beautiful—leaning down swiftly. Then, his cherry blossom-colored lips landed precisely on her small mouth...
With a thunderous shock, Le Yao Yao felt as if she had been struck by lightning; her entire being was utterly stunned!
Her mind went completely blank for a moment!
Every day, every day, every day... Wait! He actually kissed her!?
Once Le Yao Yao realized what had happened, her eyes widened in shock, and her heart raced.
She felt a warm, wet tongue gently teasing her lips, and before she could react, it boldly slipped inside, exploring her mouth and savoring the sweetness within...
Although the man didn’t have bad breath or anything like that, it still made Le Yao Yao feel nauseous.
After all, even though she lived in the open-minded twenty-first century, she was not promiscuous!
Now, being kissed by such a strange man—one who was a ruthless killer without a hint of remorse—made her stomach churn.
Thinking about this made Le Yao Yao feel queasy.
She struggled in his arms, clenching her fists tightly and repeatedly pounding on his chest, trying to push him away.
However, no matter what Le Yao Yao did, the man remained unfazed, as if he didn’t even notice her feeble attempts.
In fact, he kissed her even more fiercely!
That wild kiss made Le Yao Yao feel as if he wasn’t just kissing her; he was trying to devour her!
And she guessed correctly; Simu Han’s greatest desire at that moment was to 'consume' the little one before him!
After all, he was a normal man. The person before him was his 'Wife'.
Since his 'Wife' passed away three months ago, he had stayed by her side day and night, never touching another woman.
After all, he was a very devoted person. Once he had chosen someone, he would love her for a lifetime, never changing.
Now, what he wanted most was to love his 'Wife' well!
As the man thought this, the feelings that had been dormant within him ignited completely.
His Phoenix Eyes gazed at Le Yao Yao, with two vibrant flames dancing in his pupils, so intense that it seemed as if they would set Le Yao Yao ablaze.
Upon seeing this, Le Yao Yao's heart sank; she silently cried out that it was bad!
After all, she knew well the look in his eyes.
Every time Leng Junyu desired her, that same expression would appear on his face.
Thinking of Leng Junyu made Le Yao Yao feel both anxious and nostalgic. Moreover, her struggles intensified.
She pounded with all her might, using every ounce of strength she had, but it felt as if the man's chest was made of iron; no matter how hard she hit, her hands swelled up from the effort, yet he did not budge an inch.
At this moment, Le Yao Yao could also feel the hardness and heat between the man's legs.
Having never seen a pig run, she had still eaten pork.
Moreover, she had done so many things with Leng Junyu that she naturally knew what the man below her was capable of.
Feeling the hardness beneath him, Le Yao Yao trembled again. Thinking about what this man was about to do to her, she panicked. After repeatedly hitting the man with no effect, Le Yao Yao had no choice but to bite down hard on Silver Fang.
With a muffled grunt of pain from the man, Le Yao Yao felt a rush of metallic taste fill her mouth, making her stomach churn even more.
Fortunately, after she bit down with such force, the man finally released her lips.
"You, why..."
Simu Han stared at Le Yao Yao with wide eyes, disbelief etched on his face.
Her cherry blossom-colored lips were now flushed and moist from their earlier kiss.
Coupled with the trickle of blood sliding down from the corner of her mouth, there was a breathtaking beauty to it!
No wonder he was an extraordinarily handsome man; regardless of the circumstances, he was stunningly beautiful.
However, facing this man who was even more beautiful than a woman, Le Yao Yao felt no sense of awe at all. Instead, she vigorously wiped her mouth with her sleeve as if doing so would erase the traces of his kiss from her lips.
Seeing this, Simu Han's face clearly showed signs of hurt, as if he had been dealt a heavy blow. The narrow Phoenix Eyes gradually misted over with tears.
"Xiner, why?! You weren't like this before! Do you hate my kiss?"
By the end of his words, the mist in his eyes transformed into glistening droplets that continuously fell from his lashes.
The tearful expression on his face, like a pear blossom drenched in rain, was undeniably captivating.
Combined with his heart-wrenching words, it stirred a sense of guilt and unease within Le Yao Yao, who had been filled with anger just moments before.
Though this man had a cruel nature and was utterly wicked, he seemed to be a good husband, didn’t he?
After all, since she had awakened, he had mistaken her for his wife. From the excitement and joy on his face, it was clear that he truly loved her. Unfortunately, she was not his wife at all.
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao pressed her red lips together and raised her beautiful eyes to meet the tear-filled phoenix eyes of the man before her. With a firm tone, she declared, “Because I am not your wife! You have mistaken me for someone else! I don’t even know why I am here. I remember being surrounded by a group of men in black before I lost consciousness. I thought they were going to kill me. In the end, one of them got into a carriage and took me away. I bit him in an attempt to resist, but then he knocked me out. When I woke up, I was already here! And I am not the Xin Er you speak of; I am Le Yao Yao. Next month, I am going to marry the man I love. So please, have mercy and let me go!”
Even though she knew that the man before her was a devil and not to be trifled with, she felt that it was better to face the pain now than to prolong her suffering. It was better to clarify things sooner rather than later.
Thus, Le Yao Yao spoke all these words in one breath, her gaze fixed on the man’s face without wavering.
Inside, however, she felt as if fifteen buckets were being tossed around—anxious and unsettled.
After all, she was just an ordinary person; she was very much afraid of death!
Just as Le Yao Yao’s heart raced with anxiety, Simu Han appeared somewhat dazed after hearing her words.
Le Yao Yao thought he had understood her.
With mixed feelings of hope and worry in her heart, she didn’t expect that after a moment, the man would slowly regain his composure and then grit his teeth as he spoke.
"What!? You're getting married to another man next month!? You are already my wife, and yet you think about marrying someone else. No way, I won't allow it!"
As he spoke the last words, the man's beautiful face twisted in anger, making him look somewhat terrifying.
Le Yao Yao felt a mix of fear and helplessness.
After all she had said, did he only hear the last sentence? Had he not listened to anything else!?
What did she have to say for him to understand that she was not his wife? Did he not even know who his own wife was? Did she resemble her that much!?
Le Yao Yao felt quite helpless. With a heavy sigh, she casually glanced around the room. When her eyes landed on a painting hanging on the wall, she froze, her beautiful eyes widening in shock.
The painting depicted an extraordinarily beautiful young woman.
With brows like ink, eyes like water, a delicate nose, and cherry lips—she was a natural beauty!
However, what shocked Le Yao Yao the most was that the woman in the painting looked exactly like her!
Oh my god!?
No wonder she found it strange that this man mistook her for his wife after she woke up. It turned out that she looked just like his wife!
But if that were the case, why was she here? And why was she lying on that cold hospital bed?!
What was going on?! Was someone doing this on purpose!?
But what could that person's motives be!?
The more she thought about it, the more puzzled Le Yao Yao became, her beautiful dark eyebrows knitting tightly together.
However, while Le Yao Yao was frowning in contemplation, she failed to notice that the man had turned furious and sorrowful after hearing her earlier words. Finally, his expression darkened as he lunged at her fiercely, his cherry blossom-colored lips crashing down on her small mouth. Accompanied by a voice that roared like an enraged lion, he growled,
"I won't allow it! You are my wife, and you can only be mine! Therefore, not only your body but your heart belongs to me. I won't permit you to marry another man. I won't allow it!"
This time, the man's kiss was not gentle and affectionate like before; it was wild and tempestuous.
His tongue plunged in deeply, entangling fiercely with her lilac one. The force was so great that Le Yao Yao felt a sharp pain at the corner of her mouth and tasted blood.
But this time, it was her own blood!
Damn it! He actually bit her lip!
Le Yao Yao was furious, but even more so, she felt fear and a twinge of regret for having spoken so freely just moments ago, provoking this man.
Because now, he resembled an enraged lion, his eyes bloodshot and seemingly ablaze with fury. It was enough to send chills down anyone's spine.
Just as Le Yao Yao stood frozen in shock from his intimidation, she suddenly heard a tearing sound beside her ear. In an instant, she felt a chill wash over her chest.
Looking down with her beautiful eyes, Le Yao Yao gasped in shock!
Her red dress had been yanked by the man's strong hand, completely pulling the fabric away from her chest. In that moment, her fair skin was laid bare before his eyes without any concealment.
The man’s expression darkened even further at the sight, and the desire in his Phoenix Eyes grew stronger.
Le Yao Yao was even more frightened by this.
After all, whether it was strength or martial skills, he could easily crush her with just a finger. She truly regretted her impulsiveness!
This man was terrifying!
Was she really going to be violated by him!?
And what about her belly, her child…
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao's heart tightened, and she instinctively protected her stomach with both hands.
Feeling desolate, her vision blurred, and her nose tingled; tears could not help but slide down her cheeks.
“No, please, not my child…”
If this man truly committed such a beastly act against her, would her child even survive!?
With that thought, Le Yao Yao began to cry sorrowfully.
However, what she didn’t realize was that her words completely stunned the previously furious man.
The anger in his Phoenix Eyes suddenly froze, replaced by a deep shock.
"What, what child!?"
Simu Han asked in confusion, and before Le Yao Yao could respond, his Phoenix Eyes lit up as if he had just realized something. A wild joy slowly spread across his stunningly beautiful face.
"Xiner, you mean to say that you are pregnant with our child!?"
"Uh..."
Le Yao Yao, who had been crying her heart out just moments ago, was now completely speechless and had no desire to talk to this man.
No matter how she tried to explain, he was convinced that she was his Wife.
Le Yao Yao didn't want to waste her breath anymore.
She truly had no idea how to clarify things with this overly infatuated man in front of her.
Perhaps he understood the situation but was pretending to be confused, deceiving himself; she couldn't tell.
All she wanted now was to leave this place and return to Leng Junyu's side.
But she also knew that it was utterly impossible.
Right now, she felt like a butterfly caught in a Spider Web—no matter how much she struggled, escape was futile.
Just thinking about it made Le Yao Yao feel dejected.
However, in contrast to Le Yao Yao's frustration and silence, Simu Han interpreted her silence as acquiescence.
He could feel the corners of his mouth curling up more and more, until it almost reached his ears.
The once tear-filled Phoenix Eyes now sparkled brightly, filled with intense excitement.
Then, Simu Han stretched out his arms and tightly lifted Le Yao Yao off the bed, spinning her around continuously.
"Haha, I'm going to be a dad! Haha, I'm going to be a dad..."
The excitement and joy on his face clearly showed the delight of a first-time father.
Moreover, the man who was now filled with joy had shed the earlier gloom and ferocity. All that remained was an uncontainable excitement and happiness. His stunning face bore a pure smile that made him look like a clean-cut young man.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's Beautiful Eyes flickered in surprise, leaving her momentarily dazed.
Her heart was filled with confusion.
Could a man with such a pure smile truly be the ruthless devil rumored to kill without blinking an eye, utterly merciless and wicked?
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