"Xuan, don't..."
Feeling herself being held on the Palace Couch by the man, who was pressing his entire weight onto her, she gasped in surprise.
The domineering aura radiating from him, along with a strong sense of desire, filled Xin'er with fear.
She felt like a little white rabbit caught by a ferocious beast that had been trapped for millennia, about to be devoured whole. In her panic, Xin'er instinctively raised her hands to push against the man's solid Chest, trying to prevent him from going too far.
However, to Xin'er's frightened pleas and hesitations, Leng Yixuan merely extended his large hand, firmly gripping both of Xin'er's wrists. With a swift motion, he pulled her hands above her head.
Slightly lifting his upper body, his wild and sensual face came into direct view of Xin'er. His Red Lips parted as he spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Xin'er, you are truly beautiful!"
He was speaking the truth.
At that moment, the woman lying beneath him had Black Hair like ink, slightly disheveled, which only added to her allure.
Her delicate Little Face was undeniably stunning.
Her clear Water Eyes resembled the purest spring water, flowing with a pristine glow that stirred one's heart.
And those supple lips, kissed until they were red and swollen, evoked an inexplicable sense of pity.
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan felt his blood boil with desire.
He truly wanted her...
“Xin'er, I…”
“Gurgle…”
Leng Yixuan's words coincided with the sound coming from Xin'er's stomach.
Upon hearing this, both of them froze for a moment, and the entire room fell silent.
After a brief pause, Xin'er snapped back to reality, feeling as if her mind had exploded. A wave of heat surged from her heart to the top of her head.
Oh my God!
How embarrassing!
Why did her stomach have to growl at this moment!?
Xin'er felt frustrated inside, her face turning increasingly flushed with embarrassment.
A bright blush quickly spread across Xin'er's little face, making it look as red as a perfectly ripe tomato!
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan understood that Xin'er was shy but couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Although he couldn't continue doing what he loved, just watching the flustered expression on her face lifted his spirits immensely, chasing away the gloom that had lingered for days.
“Xuan, you’re not allowed to laugh! No laughing!”
Seeing the man laughing heartily, Xin'er felt so shy that she almost wished to find a hole to hide in.
Oh my, how embarrassing!
Xin'er blushed internally and immediately wriggled free from the man's large hand, quickly covering his laughing mouth with her small hand.
Upon witnessing Xin'er's bashfulness, Leng Yixuan chuckled for a moment before obediently stopping.
He knew that the young lady in front of him was sensitive, and if he continued to laugh, she might become angry out of embarrassment.
Thinking this, Leng Yixuan took hold of Xin'er's small hand, kissed her palm gently, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Alright, alright, I won't laugh anymore. Come on, breakfast is getting cold. Let's eat first, and then I'll take you to a fun place!"
"A fun place!?"
Upon hearing this, Xin'er immediately became curious.
"What kind of place is it?!"
Seeing the curious look on Xin's face, Leng Yixuan deliberately kept her in suspense, a mysterious smile playing on his lips as he replied, "You'll find out soon!"
The breakfast was very lavish yet light.
Thinking about how much Xin'er had suffered in the past few days and how she had even fallen ill, Leng Yixuan had the kitchen prepare some delicious dishes suitable for her.
As a result, the kitchen laid out a large table full of food, which made Xin'er gasp in surprise. She then furrowed her brows slightly and said, "Xuan, there are only the two of us. How can we eat all this food?!"
"Alright, alright, it's all my fault. From now on, I won't let the kitchen prepare so much food," Leng Yixuan replied. "Now, enough of that. Aren't you hungry? Dig in!"
After saying this, he personally began to serve food to Xin'er.
Xin'er was indeed starving.
After all, she hadn't eaten well or slept properly these past few days, and she had lost quite a bit of weight. Now seeing so many dishes, she didn't hold back and started eating heartily.
Once they had eaten most of the food, Xin'er seemed to remember something and looked up at Leng Yixuan. "By the way, Xuan, what about Xiao Zi, who was with me? She's Brother Niu's sister. How is she doing now? Is she alright?!"
Just thinking about that chaotic night made her uneasy; she and Xiao Zi had almost been in serious trouble.
Fortunately, Xuan had arrived just in time.
Afterward, all she knew was that Xuan had arranged for Xiao Zi to sit in the last carriage, but beyond that, she was unclear about what happened next.
Now thinking back, Xin'er immediately asked anxiously.
After all, how could she not be concerned? Xiao Zi was her neighbor and Brother Niu's sister.
The two families had a good relationship, and she had long regarded Xiao Zi as a younger sister. If anything happened to Xiao Zi, she would be very upset.
As Xin'er pondered these thoughts, Leng Yixuan, who was nearby, heard her words and lowered his head in thought before speaking up.
"Oh, you mean that little girl? I've already sent someone to take her home, so you can rest easy about that."
"Oh, that's good."
Upon hearing this, Xin'er finally felt relieved.
However, Leng Yixuan seemed to think of something and his expression darkened slightly as he asked with a hint of jealousy, "You seem quite concerned about Xiao Zi. Is it because she's Brother Niu's sister that you care so much?"
At this moment, Leng Yixuan didn't realize that he looked like a jealous husband, his gaze toward Xin'er filled with displeasure and envy.
Xin'er was somewhat oblivious to romantic feelings. Hearing Leng Yixuan's words and seeing his strange expression left her momentarily confused. Nevertheless, she blinked and replied, "Of course I care about Xiao Zi! She's the daughter of my neighbor and Brother Niu's sister. Our families have had a good relationship over the years, and I've already regarded Xiao Zi as my little sister. That's why I'm so concerned."
As she spoke, Xin'er seemed to recall something, her eyes dimming as she said softly.
"When my mother passed away, I was only twelve years old, and my younger brother was still small. At that time, we didn't have a single penny. I could starve to death without a care, but what about my brother? He was still so young, not even two years old! I held my starving brother in my arms as he cried out loudly, and all I could do was cry. Later, it was Brother Niu's mother who came to us, bringing food and even went through great trouble to find a cow for us. She milked it every day so my brother could drink. Otherwise, both of us would have starved to death. So, our lives were saved by Brother Niu's family..."
Xin'er spoke softly, perhaps recalling those painful memories, and her eyes gradually became misty.
The crystalline tears swirled in her eyes, making anyone who saw them feel a pang in their heart.
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan furrowed his brows and looked at Xin'er with immense pity.
He knew that Xin'er had not had an easy life over the years, but he never imagined it was even more tragic than he thought.
Moreover, Xin'er never mentioned her past; she didn’t speak of it, so he didn’t ask, wanting to spare her any pain.
Now, hearing Xin'er’s words made Leng Yixuan feel as if his heart were being sliced open.
He thought about how hard Xin'er had struggled all these years; she was just a frail woman who couldn’t carry heavy burdens yet had endured so much hardship...
At this thought, Leng Yixuan felt a sharp pang in his heart—so painful.
Then, he stretched out his arm and pulled the fragile Xin'er tightly into his embrace.
"Xin'er, don't be sad. Those days are behind you. From now on, I will be here for you. I won't let you suffer even a little bit more. I will ensure you live a good life and be happy every day."
Hearing the man's words filled with concern made Xin'er feel warmth in her heart. Her nose tinged with emotion as tears streamed down her cheeks.
Perhaps she had truly endured too much suffering over the years.
Over the years, she had been all alone, enduring countless hardships. No matter how difficult it was, as an older sister, she had to grit her teeth and bear it.
In truth, she longed to grow up happily under the protection of her parents like other girls, but for her, that was nothing but a luxury.
She once thought that this was how her life would always be, but then a man appeared.
Could it be that heaven took pity on her and sent this man to save her?
At that moment, Xin'er did not know.
All she could do was release the grievances she had hidden in her heart for so many years.
Her tears flowed endlessly, as if they were boundless, causing Leng Yixuan to feel a pang of heartache.
However, he understood that all he could do was offer Xin'er a warm embrace, allowing her to vent her feelings.
His long hand gently patted Xin'er's thin shoulder as he hoarsely comforted her.
"Don't worry, Xin'er. From now on, I'll be here for you..."
"Why are you so good to me?" Xin'er sobbed, feeling both touched and confused by Leng Yixuan's kindness.
She couldn't believe that two people who were originally unrelated could treat her so well.
Perhaps sensing Xin'er's confusion, Leng Yixuan merely smiled and said, "Haven't I told you before? Actually, we knew each other a long time ago; it's just that you've forgotten!"
As memories of their childhood flooded back, warmth filled Leng Yixuan's eyes, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.
The smile at the corners of his mouth made him incredibly charming.
With tears glistening in her eyes, Xin'er gazed at the man who seemed to be reminiscing about something, momentarily forgetting her sorrow. She blinked away the tears and curiously asked, "But when did we meet? How could I forget!? Can't you just tell me?!"
"Hehe, if I tell you now, it wouldn't be interesting. I want you to think about it and remember on your own."
Leng Yixuan was quite insistent on this point.
Then, as if recalling something, he took Xin'er's small hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to a place."
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