Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

He was so excited he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, not caring what Tan Suiting wanted to hear, and just kept calling out whatever sounded nice: "Mmm... good little dragon, good little dragon... good baby..."

Upon hearing the last one, Tan Suiting trembled slightly.

"Hmm...you like...you like listening to this?" Xie Weixing keenly noticed, lowered her head and kissed the corner of his lips, "Baby, good baby...Dragon Palace is your brother's baby, right?"

Tan Suiting's ear tips were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and her pale skin contrasted beautifully with her sapphire blue earrings.

Xie Weixing's hair ribbon had somehow ended up around her waist, and the other end was held by Tan Suiting, who slowly slid it across her clear and delicate waist skin, over her beautiful and smooth muscle lines, bringing waves of shivers down her spine.

...(Hehe. Hehe.)

"What are you made of?" Xie Weixing asked in a hoarse voice, leaning on his shoulder. "The Dragon Palace..."

"It's also called the Dragon Palace," Tan Suiting said coldly. His smooth forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, his eyes were red, and his muscles were taut and beautiful, exuding power. He looked tall and slender, but his muscles were more solid than Xie Weixing's.

Tan Suiting bit his cheek and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't make a sound."

Xie Weixing felt that he must be a hidden admirer, otherwise he wouldn't have been so thrilled by those three words that his whole body trembled.

"Okay... I won't call you that," he pleaded, without response. "Baby, my little dragon, please let me go, okay?"

Before he could finish speaking, Tan Suiting put his arm around his waist.

"Ugh—" Xie Weixing felt a jolt of numbness throughout his body and exclaimed in shock, "You…"

Tan Suiting's jawline was extremely taut, with pale lips and cold, aloof eyes.

Provoked, Xie Weixing raised her hand to push him away: "No, Dragon Prince..."

Seeing that he still dared to call him that, and even dared to push him, Tan Suiting pulled him into his arms and pressed him down, kissing him heavily as if to punish him.

Xie Weixing's face was flushed and his eyes were dazed. He had never experienced such a shock before. His mind went blank, and he couldn't push anyone away. He was being held down and violated all over his body.

At last.

……

Xie Weixing was so angry he wanted to cry. He had never cried when he encountered so many idiots in games who relied on boosting services to reach higher ranks and then logged in to ruin other people's games. He had never cried when his teammates dragged him down in a match and he checked his phone after the game to find that he was the only one being criticized and trending on social media.

I've heard of people crying from joy, but I've never heard of people crying from anger.

You can tell her lips are swollen without even looking at them, her chest is covered in marks, and other areas are even worse.

And then there's Tan Suiting. That little hooligan. That wicked yellow dragon who always uses a cute and innocent demeanor to mask his wicked nature.

She actually fell asleep.

He actually fell asleep.

Xie Weixing was so angry that his teeth itched. He thought of what Shen Chunri had said, that this medicine had no other side effects, except that he would feel drowsy for a while after taking it, and if his cultivation level was high, he would just take a nap.

Well, he brought this on himself. He deserves to die.

*

"I know you hate those elders. They refused to let you join the sect and later made things difficult for you and humiliated you in the Nie family mansion," Nie Qingyi said coldly from her high seat. "So I know that you seized power to take revenge on them, and I didn't stop you. But you shouldn't have cooperated with the Blood Moon Hall and betrayed Nanchuan Chidi."

Shen Yuan knelt on the ground, his hair falling down, revealing a sliver of his pale ear tips: "You secluded yourself in Qifeng Hall and refused to see me. I am a man, and I am not well-regarded. The reason I have been able to wield power in the manor all these years is because Xiaoyun is by my side. The elders do not respect me, but the bloodline of Nanchuan. But four years ago, Xiaoyun suddenly cut off contact with me. Letters were sent but received no reply, and messages sent by others were never answered. When the elders saw that I had lost Xiaoyun's support, they all wanted to defect."

Shen Yuan gritted his teeth in hatred, his eyes reddening: "I have no choice but to cooperate with the Blood Moon Hall. This is the only way. Otherwise, I can't kill them, and no one will help me!"

He was frail from childhood and suffered from a cough. What should have been a cure with just two doses of medicine was ruined by his family's poverty and his parents' preference for daughters over sons, who used all their money to send their younger sister to school. This resulted in him becoming this sickly, inhuman creature.

He thought he would just drift through life aimlessly, but he never expected to meet Nie Qingyi.

She had her subordinates drive away those who coveted his appearance, and then threw out a bag of spirit stones.

At that time, Nie Qingyi was still a young girl, riding her horse through the long street with her red hair tied up high. She glanced down coldly and said, "Remember to wear a veil when you go out in the future."

He staggered to his feet and followed behind, wanting to ask his benefactor's name.

But the guards—

It was one of the female elders of the Nie family who later stopped them.

"Do you even know who saved you? How dare you even dream of marrying the eldest daughter of the Nie family? Take the spirit stones and get out of here!"

His face was pale, but his eyes were red with humiliation. He pursed his lips and said, "This jade pendant..."

When Nie Qingyi threw him the bag of spirit stones, she accidentally took off her own jade pendant as well.

"It's yours."

Nie Qingyi's voice was cold and clear as she tightened the reins without turning her head.

"No, I can't...cough!" An unnatural flush appeared on his face, and his whole body convulsed violently from coughing. "I already have enough spirit stones to buy medicine. This jade pendant is too precious. I can't..."

The female elder frowned and firmly blocked his way: "I said it's yours, so don't pester me, get out of here!"

With a dull thud, he was pushed to the ground.

The female elder looked at her hand in surprise.

She didn't use any force just now.

Shen Yuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, leaving a bloody streak on his pale and beautiful face.

A moment later, his black hair came undone, and he fainted.

Nie Qingyi carried the person back to the Nie residence.

Over time, the two developed feelings for each other.

Shen Yuan never imagined he would meet someone like this in his lifetime.

Be good to him, protect him, and take care of him.

She is cold and aloof to outsiders, but at night she will gently place the back of her hand on his forehead to see if he has a fever.

She would also indulge his temper and allow him to call her "sister".

But such a person was driven to become increasingly indifferent by those female elders, and was even forced to consummate his marriage with other men.

He drank dose after dose of medicine to regulate his body, but he still couldn't keep up with the elders' relentless pressure.

The night Nie Qingyi spent the night in someone else's room, he was so heartbroken that he vomited blood and tears, his veins bulging. He wished he could take a knife and stab the man who seduced his sister to death, tear him to pieces, and kill those righteous elders until their bones were gone, then hang their flesh and blood at the gate of the Nie mansion to feed the vultures.

But the next day, he still had to force himself to go and ask the man, as usual, whether his wife was satisfied last night and if there was anything he didn't understand.

The man, with a smile on his lips and dressed in white, answered him respectfully that his wife was very satisfied last night.

very satisfied.

The first time he disobeyed Nie Qingyi, he knelt on the ground crying and begging her not to go to other people. He was willing to drink the medicine and even die, just asking Nie Qingyi not to favor other people.

But she coldly pulled her hand away, leaving behind the words: "Nanchuan Chidi needs an heir, and that is my responsibility. Ayuan, I can indulge you in other matters, but this matter is extremely difficult to fulfill. If you are truly in pain, I can give you a divorce agreement. Leave the Nie family, and I will guarantee you a peaceful life for the rest of your days."

go?

How could he leave?

He's gone. Where will he go to find Nie Qingyi, where will he go to find his wife?

Where should he go?

Without Nie Qingyi, there is no place in the vast Three Realms that can be called home.

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There's food today. At the usual place. I won't whitewash Shen Yuan; he's a bad guy, just not as disgusting as you imagine. Tomorrow, I'll explain everything about Nanchuan, and then it'll be the sect competition plot (hehehe, looking forward to it).

And seeing some discussions about the problems with Fuyao's character design, I want to ask if we've forgotten that Feng Hua Sect was originally the main villain in the original book. I don't mean to portray peeping at men bathing/harassing beautiful women/speaking rudely as right, but these are things that would happen to Fuyao. Some readers find it interesting, some find it despicable. If you feel really uncomfortable after reading it and think that even fictional characters shouldn't do these "bad things," then I really can't satisfy you. Perhaps my writing is really not suitable for readers with very high moral standards. Please leave now (in reality, this kind of behavior would get you arrested, so don't imitate it).