Lian Erye in the Red Mansion

Miaoyu felt as if she were in a dream, not knowing where she was, until she felt herself lying on a straw mat, and the villain was already unbuttoning her clothes.

"No..." Miaoyu suddenly woke up, quickly grabbed her clothes, and sat up.

Seeing her resolute gaze, tinged with a hint of panic, and her constant glancing towards the doorway, Jia Lian paused, then sat sideways on the wooden bed and reached out to her again.

"You~"

"Don't move."

Jia Lian removed Miaoyu's hands from her chest, reached his hands under her ribs, gathered her loose silk robe to her right waist, and then slowly tied it up from the bottom up.

Just like the method that was just solved.

As Miaoyu looked at Jia Lian, who had suddenly become gentle, her unease slowly subsided, and she became calm.

Unexpectedly, after Jia Lian tied her clothes, he stretched out his arms and picked her up, placing her in his embrace.

Having lost her mind under Jia Lian's coercion earlier, it was one thing, but now that she was fully conscious, how could Miaoyu possibly allow herself to have such intimate contact with Jia Lian again?

The other statue was staring at them with ugly eyes.

"If you move around again, I'm going to kiss you again."

Jia Lian lowered his head and pressed his face against Miaoyu's delicate, flushed face, whispering a soft laugh in her ear.

Miaoyu trembled and dared not move again. Jia Lian then rewarded her with a light peck on the ear, before holding the beauty in his arms tightly and continuing to savor her exquisite beauty.

Miaoyu, like Daiyu, is a woman of unparalleled beauty, one that would be hard to find again in the world!

Therefore, Jia Lian fell in love with her at first sight.

Since he likes her, he naturally wants to find a way to bring her to his side. Besides, this girl seems to have a crush on him too.

It seems that what happened at Panxiang Temple in Suzhou in the third year of Ningkang had a profound impact on this seemingly aloof but actually naive woman who grew up in a Buddhist monastery. So much so that when they met again now, he almost took her straight to bed.

It's easy to imagine that if it were somewhere else, he might have already captured it easily by now!

Just as Jia Lian was secretly pleased with himself for winning the heart of his beauty, the woman in his arms was also experiencing a myriad of emotions.

After hundreds of days and nights of longing, Miaoyu now finds herself back in the arms of a villain, her feelings are extremely complex and unsettling.

It has both the joy, peace of mind, and satisfaction of having one's wishes fulfilled, and also the confusion, self-blame, and fear of the unknown future.

He wanted to push Jia Lian away because her current posture was not in accordance with the precepts. Moreover, if a nun from the Muni Monastery were to enter now and see her lying in a man's arms, her decades of celibacy would be in vain, and her reputation would be ruined.

For her, cultivation and reputation were the two most important things, even more important than life itself!

Therefore, she was absolutely unwilling to do this. It was all Jia Lian's fault for being so awful, forcing her into this extremely dangerous situation...

To ignore the danger and to ease her tension and embarrassment, Miaoyu nestled in Jia Lian's arms and asked softly, "What do you plan to do to me...?"

It was meant to be a question, but it lacked the tone of inquiry; it was quiet and detached, as if it were both complaining and lamenting.

Jia Lian replied, "What else can I do? I told you two years ago that I would marry you when you turn eighteen."

It would have been better if Jia Lian hadn't brought it up, because the mere mention of it ignited Miaoyu's anger.

She sneered, "Will you marry me to be your concubine?"

You men are all the same, only knowing how to bully and toy with us women, never once truly considering our needs...

Sensing the sudden surge of anger in the woman in his arms, Jia Lian had to tighten his grip to control her. He then looked down at her and smiled, "We've discussed this. If you don't want to, that's fine. There's no need to get angry."

"you……!!"

Miaoyu became even angrier upon hearing this and tried desperately to break free. However, her strength posed no threat to Jia Lian, so her efforts were naturally in vain.

Then, Miaoyu began to sob softly in sorrow.

"Uh, you're crying? Okay, then tell me, what do you want me to do? Just tell me, and I'll do whatever you say." Jia Lian patted his back lightly and asked.

Miaoyu cried even more bitterly.

She was actually just crying for herself. She resented the unpredictability of life and hated the injustice of fate.

Even if Jia Lian was already married, and even if he were single and deeply devoted to her, so what? Given her status, she absolutely could not marry!

Therefore, let alone any extravagant desires, she was not even qualified to marry Jia Lian as a concubine.

No powerful family would allow its members to marry a Buddhist disciple as a wife or concubine!

In that sense, she wasn't even as good as a courtesan. A courtesan at least had the chance to marry into a wealthy family and find lifelong security, but she couldn't…

Fate is so unfair. What can she, a small and weak woman, do besides cry?

After crying for a while and having had her fill of the villain's embrace, Miaoyu gently pushed Jia Lian's chest. She knew that struggling was useless, but by doing so, he would surely let her go.

As expected, seeing her so heartbroken and almost despondent, Jia Lian feared that she might harm Linghui, so he let her get up to see what she wanted to do.

Miaoyu got up from the bed, went to the futon on the ground, knelt down again, and whispered, "Go. From now on, don't come looking for me again."

Jia Lian was stunned. Had he been heartlessly abandoned?

He walked to the front and sat opposite Miaoyu as before. He saw that her beautiful face was full of tears. She looked at him with teary eyes for a moment, and then immediately turned away guiltily.

Jia Lian understood immediately. He got up again and went to her side, reaching into her bosom—he had previously discovered a neatly folded silk handkerchief hidden there.

Miaoyu, however, assumed Jia Lian was about to take liberties with her again, and immediately frowned. But before she could even push Jia Lian's groping hand away, she saw him pull out her handkerchief between his index and middle fingers, and then use it to wipe away his tears.

Miaoyu's face turned bright red.

Firstly, she knew she had misunderstood Jia Lian; secondly, when Jia Lian touched the handkerchief earlier, he clearly touched her chest, and she suspected that Jia Lian did it on purpose.

But seeing how carefully Jia Lian wiped away her tears, she felt too embarrassed to blame him.

After wiping away Miaoyu's tears, Jia Lian stuffed the handkerchief back into her hands... Well, seventeen-year-old Miaoyu was indeed well-developed, much more voluptuous than Xiangling and Qingwen.

At this moment, Miaoyu could no longer concern herself with whether Jia Lian had made any unnecessary moves. In any case, during her previous moment of confusion and bewilderment, she had already made excessive advances.

Touched by Jia Lian's gentle touch in wiping away her tears, she lost control of her emotions and leaned into his arms, sobbing, "Why are you doing this to me? Didn't I tell you not to come looking for me anymore? I hate you, go away..."

Complex, sensitive, and contradictory – this is Miaoyu's current state of mind.

Jia Lian was too lazy to guess so much; the fact that the beauty had taken the initiative to throw herself into his arms was enough to explain everything.

"It's okay if you hate me, as long as I like you."

I've said it before, you're mine. In this lifetime, you'll never escape my grasp. I'll treat you however I want.

"I have a suggestion for you: immediately renounce your vows and come back with me obediently to be my woman."

Return to secular life?

Upon hearing this word, Miaoyu paused in all her movements and mental focus.

Of course she knew the term, because in the years before, her parents had been preparing to make her return to secular life.

But can one simply enter and leave the Buddhist order at will? Moreover, she is a woman. If she betrays Buddhism, how will the secular world view her?

If one can only be guided by others after leaving the monastic life, then what is the point of leaving the monastic life?

Therefore, she always firmly refused her parents, saying that since she had entered the Buddhist order and received the baptism of Buddhism, how could she return to the defiled world? She had decided to serve Buddha for life and never return to secular life!

These were her arrogant and boastful words.

Seeing her like this, her parents could only let her have her way for the time being. After all, they had made her enter the nunnery to save her life, and they didn't know if returning to secular life would endanger her life again.

Furthermore, even if she were to return to secular life, how could others not have concerns knowing that their daughter grew up in a nunnery? How could they truly be willing to marry her?

Therefore, it was delayed again and again.

This was before she met Jia Lian. Even though Miaoyu yearned for the glamorous world, she couldn't escape her inner pride and arrogance.

It wasn't until she met Jia Lian that she truly began to seriously consider leaving the monastic life...

Unfortunately, fate had other plans. Just as she was about to leave the monastic life, her parents passed away unexpectedly.

Therefore, even if she wanted to return to secular life, she would have nowhere to go. In the whole world, besides Buddha, who could take her in?

Now that Jia Lian is asking her to return to secular life, let's assume he's sincere. But can she really go?

Their noble families and mansions must be surrounded by many people, so how could they not point fingers and whisper about them?

If she were to be looked down upon after leaving the nunnery, she would rather stay in the nunnery for the rest of her life, thus preserving her innocence and peace.

Therefore, even if she had a slight desire to be with Jia Lian, these concerns completely dispelled it.

Miaoyu shook her head firmly.