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"Do you really think you can take me down with just that!?"
Upon hearing Sister Yao's words, Leng Yixuan merely curled his lips into a dismissive smile.
The man's voice was cold, laced with unmistakable anger and chill.
His Deep Black Eyes swept over the crowd, icy and profound. Wherever his gaze landed, it felt as if the temperature dropped, sending shivers down spines.
Sister Yao was no exception. The coldness in his demeanor was palpable.
As the man's frosty gaze brushed over her, a wave of chill surged from her feet to the top of her head.
That chill stemmed from a deep-seated fear.
He was undeniably a strikingly handsome man, yet at this moment, to everyone present, he resembled a vengeful spirit emerging from the depths of hell, instilling terror and dread.
Perhaps today she had provoked someone she shouldn't have!
Having been in this line of work for many years and seen countless people, Sister Yao now regarded this man with a cold expression and an innate aura of dominance that demanded respect.
However, it was too late for her to regret her actions because—
The air was filled with horrifying screams and the sound of bones cracking, mingling with the thud of heavy objects hitting the ground. This cacophony transformed what should have been a tranquil night into one of sheer terror.
In less than a moment, the dozen or so servants were left bruised and battered on the ground, having been taken down by Leng Yixuan alone.
Seeing this, Sister Yao's face turned pale with fright as she hurriedly turned to flee.
However, before she could take more than a few steps, a sharp sword pressed against her neck. Feeling the cold steel against her skin, Sister Yao trembled in fear, nearly losing consciousness.
At that moment, Sister Yao suddenly realized that a group of people had rushed in and surrounded her establishment.
Seeing this, Sister Yao was taken aback, her expression changing instantly. Her eyes flickered for a moment, and then her face took on a look of impending doom as she waved her handkerchief, crying out in despair.
"Oh dear, what are you doing? I opened my establishment to do business, and you come here to cause trouble! Is there no law left in this world?!"
"Hmph! Law?! Do you even believe in law? You dare to traffic good women; just wait to clean yourself up and sit in jail!"
Watching Sister Yao wail and dab at her tears, Ping An couldn't help but sneer.
Upon hearing this, Sister Yao's expression changed dramatically.
"What?! Trafficking good women? You, you, you can't wrongfully accuse me..."
"Hmph, still stubborn when death is at your doorstep! Men, search the place!"
With Ping An's command, the others immediately began searching the entire establishment.
Seeing this, Sister Yao knew disaster was imminent; her face drained of color.
Although Ping An had not revealed their identities, Sister Yao had seen countless people and recognized that those under Ping An's command were dressed as imperial guards...
...
In less than an hour, the once-popular establishment in Huazhou was sealed off.
What shocked everyone even more was that a significant number of the girls inside had been trafficked there.
Moreover, many who attempted to escape were thrown into dungeons—countless stories unfolded.
Upon witnessing this, the onlookers couldn't help but sigh, throwing rotten eggs and shouting insults at Sister Yao and the Huazhou Prefect, who were imprisoned.
As for this matter, Leng Yixuan simply instructed Ping An to handle it, while he had already arranged for two carriages outside.
He first placed the frightened Xiao Zi in the second carriage, while Leng Yixuan, ignoring the strange gazes from the crowd, held Xin'er tightly in his arms and strode towards the first luxurious carriage.
It was a magnificent Treasure-Canopied Carriage, adorned with intricate carvings and gold inlays, pulled by the finest steeds.
Inside the carriage, several layers of cushions were laid out, making it so that one could lie down without feeling any jolts.
Leng Yixuan first placed Xin'er into the carriage and gently set her down on the cushions. Just as he intended to leave, he felt a tightening in his arm. Looking down, he met Xin'er's anxious and helpless Water Eyes.
Perhaps due to this incident, Xin'er still felt lingering fear in her heart.
She was scared; if Leng Yixuan hadn't appeared at such a critical moment, she would surely be...
The thought sent a shiver down Xin'er’s spine.
The fear on her Little Face was unmistakable.
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan's heart tightened painfully.
"Xin'er, I'm sorry I came late. You must have suffered a lot these past two days."
Leng Yixuan spoke, his deep and hoarse voice filled with endless guilt and remorse.
He reached out and tightly grasped Xiner's small hand, holding it firmly in his palm and refusing to let go.
For these past two days, upon learning that Xin'er had gone missing, it felt as if someone had cruelly sliced away a piece of his heart; no matter how he tried to mend it, it could never be whole again.
The emptiness, loneliness, fear, and anxiety in his heart continuously enveloped him, making him restless and anxious.
Because his Xin'er was so delicate, beautiful, and lovely. What would he do if she were harmed!?
Fortunately, at the last moment, he found her just in time. Thank goodness for that...
However, although Xin'er had not suffered any major injuries, she must have endured quite a bit of distress over the past two days.
Looking at Xin'er’s pitiful appearance at that moment, Leng Yixuan felt an overwhelming sense of heartache.
In contrast to Leng Yixuan's guilt and self-reproach, Xin'er felt her small hand tightly held in Leng Yixuan's broad palm. She could feel his warmth and strength, and suddenly, a wave of grievance surged within her.
With a pang in her nose, Xin'er could no longer hold back; she burst into tears.
"Woohoo, Xuan, I'm so scared! Woohoo, I'm really so scared! I'm afraid I’ll never see you again!"
Xin'er cried out loudly, releasing all the helplessness and sorrow she had bottled up for two days.
For the past two days and nights, she had been unable to eat or sleep well, constantly worrying about her future—whether she would be sold off and live a life worse than death.
She also feared that she might never return to Capital City in her lifetime, never see her brother again, or see Xuan.
Just thinking about these things made Xin'er feel as if her world was collapsing.
Even though Xuan had come now and she had been rescued, Xin'er still felt an overwhelming sense of dread.
What if Xuan hadn't appeared just in time!?
What would she have done then!?
The more she thought about it, the harder Xin'er cried.
Tears streamed down her face like pearls from a broken necklace, soaking her entire little face.
Her small nose was red and puffy, resembling that of a rabbit, making her look both pitiful and adorable.
Looking down at the girl who was crying like a rain-soaked pear blossom, and hearing her sorrowful words, Leng Yixuan felt a pang in his heart. His sword-like brows furrowed tightly, and unable to hold back any longer, he leaned down and gently kissed the girl's cheek, wiping away her tears one by one.
His touch was so gentle, like a feather brushing against her skin.
It made her heart flutter uncontrollably.
A strange sensation surged within her heart.
Soon, the heat that had been extinguished earlier flared up again from deep inside.
Just moments ago, Xin'er had felt utterly powerless, as if her whole body was on fire.
After what had just happened, she had mustered all her strength to deal with that disgusting man.
Now that it was finally over, the tension in Xin'er's heart began to ease.
At this moment, being gently kissed by him made Xin'er feel shy but also filled with joy and excitement.
The heat that should have faded away reignited with each of his tender kisses.
In an instant, Xin'er felt a wave of warmth surging from her heart to her limbs, as if her blood were beginning to boil.
This strange feeling left Xin'er feeling uncomfortable and afraid.
The delicate, fair hand suddenly pushed away Leng Yixuan, who was leaning over her.
"Uh..."
Startled by Xin'er’s push, Leng Yixuan's handsome face momentarily froze in surprise.
Immediately, a wave of disappointment surged within him.
"Xin'er, do you really hate my touch that much!?"
Leng Yixuan thought that Xin'er must have pushed him away because she disliked him.
However, after he spoke, he realized something was off with Xin'er.
At that moment, the girl lying in the carriage had her cheeks flushed with an unusual redness, her seductive eyes half-lidded, and her small mouth slightly parted. Soft gasps that could make one's bones melt continuously escaped from her lips.
Moreover, her fair little hands were unconsciously tugging at her clothes...
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan seemed to understand what was happening. His deep black eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed.
"Xin'er, you... you’ve been drugged with a love potion!?"
In contrast to Leng Yixuan's shock, Xin'er felt dazed and confused.
Her mind was becoming hazy, as if she were floating in a thick sea of clouds, her body swaying unsteadily.
And now she felt so hot, an intense heat radiating from within her body that made her extremely uncomfortable.
Especially below, it felt like something was itching and swelling, as if it were engorged and desperately needed release...
Xin'er felt extremely uncomfortable with this strange sensation, and tears streamed down her face.
"Xuan, sob, I feel so awful. What's wrong with me? Am I going to die?!"
Xin'er kept tugging at the clothes on her body because she felt unbearably hot, so hot that all she wanted was to jump into a pool of ice water to extinguish the fire within her.
Her mind gradually became muddled; she couldn't think of anything and didn't even know what she was doing.
Thus, Xin'er was even more unaware that her hands were continuously pulling at the thin fabric, which had already been torn beyond repair after what had just happened. Now, she was forcefully tugging at it.
The sound of tearing echoed in the carriage repeatedly. After a while, Xin'er felt a cool breeze against her chest and thought she felt better, so she intended to continue pulling.
However, what she didn't realize was that her body had already been completely exposed to someone...
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