Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Lin Zhiyao's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly.

Is that her?

How...how could she look like this?

A wave of shame washed over her, overwhelming all her reason.

Lin Zhiyao didn't understand why she had become like this.

I didn't do anything, I was just sitting there, so how did this happen...?

Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled uneasily, her helplessness, confusion, and panic all clearly visible in her almond-shaped eyes.

"Yaoyao, it seems you really miss me a lot."

Shen Jin looked at her like this and a smile appeared on his lips.

The smile was so faint that it was almost invisible, but the undercurrent in his eyes was even more intense, as thick as ink that could not be dissolved.

Shen Jin tightened his grip on Lin Zhiyao's shoulders, pulling her closer, then leaned down and kissed her fiercely.

The moment their lips touched, Lin Zhiyao felt something explode in her mind, and her body went limp uncontrollably.

Shen Jin kissed her deeply, with a long-suppressed urgency.

He held her lower lip in his mouth and bit it lightly. In the brief moment when Lin Zhiyao felt a slight pain, his tongue slipped in and entwined with her soft little tongue, sucking and entwining it.

They conquered cities and seized territory, plundering every inch of it.

"Ugh—"

Lin Zhiyao's body went limp from the kisses, and she let out a soft whimper as he kissed her until she couldn't breathe.

She instinctively tried to back away, but his large hand held the back of her head firmly, leaving her nowhere to escape.

Lin Zhiyao then weakly pushed against his chest with both hands, but Shen Jin grabbed her wrists and twisted them behind her back.

The aroma seemed even stronger.

It seeped between their intertwined lips and teeth, mingling with Shen Jin's cool and refreshing scent, like a fire that turned the small flame within her into a raging inferno.

Lin Zhiyao felt her consciousness being eroded little by little by something, her body getting hotter and hotter, and her breathing becoming more and more disordered.

Shen Jin kissed her for a long time, so long that Lin Zhiyao thought she was going to suffocate, before he finally released her lips.

Lin Zhiyao gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently. Her almond-shaped eyes were hazy, the corners of her eyes were wet and red, and her lips were red and swollen from being kissed, glistening with moisture. They were slightly parted, and the tip of her tongue was faintly visible.

Its appearance was even more alluring than the fragrance.

Shen Jin looked down at her, the dark fire in his fox-like eyes burning even brighter, but he did not continue. He simply used his thumb to gently and slowly rub her swollen lower lip, which had been kissed, as if he were thinking about something, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Lin Zhiyao didn't notice; she was just seizing the moment to catch her breath and speak.

"S-Sir, Immortal Lord..."

Lin Zhiyao quickly shook her head, her voice soft and fragmented, with a heavy nasal tone, "I...I'm so tired..."

She looked up, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, gazing at him pitifully.

"It's happened...it's happened several times during the day already, I want to rest tonight..."

She had assumed that Shen Jin would simply refuse.

After all, judging from the experience from yesterday to today, this immortal lord has never yielded in the face of desire.

No matter how much she begged or cried, he never listened and continued to do what he was supposed to do.

Lin Zhiyao had even considered what he might say, such as "No," or retorting with "Do you think you have the right to bargain?" or more likely, he would simply ignore her words and take action directly.

But Shen Jin didn't.

He looked down at her, his fox-like eyes reflecting her flushed face. After a long while, he actually nodded and withdrew his hand from hers.

"Can."

Shen Jin looked down at her, a cryptic glint in his fox-like eyes.

Lin Zhiyao didn't catch the meaningful and dangerous look in his eyes; she only heard Shen Jin's agreement and was immediately stunned.

can?

He actually agreed so readily?

Lin Zhiyao stared wide-eyed at Shen Jin, her almond-shaped eyes filled with disbelief, her mouth slightly open, unable to utter a single word.

Shen Jin looked at her dazed expression and smiled slightly. "What? Don't you want to rest?"

"No, no!" Lin Zhiyao snapped out of her daze, quickly shaking her head, her voice urgent. "I want to rest! I do!"

Shen Jin hummed in agreement, then slowly straightened his sleeves. "It's possible, but I have conditions."

Lin Zhiyao's heart jumped again.

She knew it wouldn't be that simple.

"What are the conditions?" she asked, her voice soft and tinged with unease.

Shen Jin smiled but did not answer.

That smile was clearly very beautiful.

But Lin Zhiyao inexplicably felt a chill down her spine, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

She knows that smile all too well.

Every time Shen Jin made this expression, what happened next would make her so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

Lin Zhiyao didn't have time to refuse, or even to react—

In the blink of an eye.

Lin Zhiyao didn't even realize what Shen Jin had done; she only felt a chill on her body.

All the clothes on his body were gone.

Outer garments, skirts, undergarments... not even underwear was left.

She sat naked in front of Shen Jin, her fair skin exposed to the cool air, and the icy touch made her react slightly.

Lin Zhiyao stared blankly down at herself.

Fair skin, delicate collarbones, soft curves, a flat stomach, and faint red marks left from the daytime...

Her mind went blank for a full two seconds.

Then, Lin Zhiyao let out a short scream, hurriedly covered her body with her hands, and curled up like a frightened shrimp.

"You, you—"

Lin Zhiyao raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, biting her trembling pink lips. Her whole body was flushed, from her face to her neck, to her collarbone, to her ears, like a boiled shrimp, her whole body pink.

She looked like she was about to cry from being bullied.

Little did she know, even more outrageous things were yet to come.

Shen Jin bent down, stretched out his long arm, and picked her up horizontally.

Lin Zhiyao cried out in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

But as soon as she put her arm around him, she realized she had made a huge mistake.

In this position, she was pressed against him, with nothing covering her.

Lin Zhiyao wanted to let go, but was also afraid of falling, and was so conflicted that tears almost fell.

Shen Jin carried her to the chaise longue in the palace and put her down.

The couch was covered with soft brocade quilts, which felt warm to the touch and were no longer so cold, but Lin Zhiyao didn't care about feeling them.

She curled up on the couch, her hands tightly covering herself, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears, looking like a curled-up kitten.

Shen Jin crouched down to meet her gaze.

Lin Zhiyao looked at him through teary eyes, wondering what he was going to do.

Then, she saw what he was holding.

A chess piece.

The chess piece was made of fine jade, its surface smooth and lustrous, gleaming warmly under the light. It was exquisite and beautiful, and one could tell at a glance that it was quite valuable.

Lin Zhiyao felt uneasy and confused, not understanding why he was taking the chess pieces.

She felt flustered by his gaze and instinctively wanted to shrink back, but the edge of the bed was right behind her, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

"Immortal... Immortal Lord..." Lin Zhiyao's voice trembled, "What are you going to do..."

Shen Jin did not answer.

He simply reached out and gently grasped Lin Zhiyao's ankle.

Lin Zhiyao froze, trying to pull her foot back, but his fingers were like iron clamps, not moving an inch.

Shen Jin held the chess piece between his fingertips, looked up at Lin Zhiyao, and gave her a half-smile.

Lin Zhiyao was still confused and didn't understand what he was going to do. She just subconsciously tensed her insteps in alertness.

Until Shen Jin reached out and separated them ( )

Lin Zhiyao's almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly as she finally realized what he was about to do, and all the blood in her body rushed to her head.

"No, no..."

Lin Zhiyao hurriedly shook her head, her voice trembling with tears, "My Lord, please...please don't..."

Shen Jin gripped her knees with his large hands, making it impossible for her to refuse.

Lin Zhiyao then tried to back away, but behind her was the back of the chaise lounge, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

All they could do was whimper and beg for mercy.

But Shen Jin ignored her pleas for mercy.

He lowered his eyes and slowly brought the chess piece closer, the sound sticky yet clear.

Lin Zhiyao covered her mouth, feeling the coolness of the jade. She trembled, and tears instantly welled up in her almond-shaped eyes. "My Lord Immortal... I beg you..."

Lin Zhiyao's voice was broken beyond recognition; she wanted to run away, she wanted to refuse, but Shen Jin wouldn't allow her to make any resistance.