Arc 2 – Gege, Don’t Stop – Chapter 13

After being pinned to the window frame by Ye Zhiyang for the whole night, Yu Xiaoyu fell ill the next day. Her voice was completely broken, and when she made a sound it was as painful as two pieces of sandpaper, and her lower pussy was so red and swollen that the house maid gave her medicine to make her feel better. Everyone in the house knew that Yu Xiaoyu had been treated by His Highness Prince An, and her screams that night were so loud that even the deaf could hear them. This made Yu Xiaoyu’s face unsure of where to put it.

And Ye Zhiyang never came to see Yu Xiaoyu again after that night.

Ye Zhiyang had been looking for someone for several days, but all he knew was that his name was “Zhiyang”, but he had no clue. The scouts who had been ordered to search everywhere in the south only found a man called Zhi Liang, an old man.

Ye Zhiyang wondered if he had misheard, in fact, this person was called something else? This matter has been choking in his throat, he did not dare to look at Yu Xiaoyu, that night of Meng Lang thought she must be very hateful in her heart, very hateful to him.

Ye Zhiyang’s feet unknowingly brought him to the backyard where Yu Xiaoyu lived again. He looked across a row of green bamboos and saw Yu Xiaoyu sitting alone in front of a round table, her ever-pink face bloodless, her eyes somewhat fatigued and listless as she looked at the wilted green weeds floating in the pool water.

“You’re a good girl,” said a furious mum in a peach-coloured jacket, barging into the courtyard and reprimanding Yu Xiaoyu, “You’ve seduced His Highness Prince An to the point of turning his soul upside down, calling out to the whole house in the middle of the night. Do you think you can do anything just because you have won His Majesty’s pleasure for a few days? I tell you, His Highness Prince An is not for you to touch.”

“I ……”

“You’re a little girl and you’re talking back,” Mumma’s eyes cracked open as she continued, “His Majesty Prince An will be marrying General Wang’s eldest daughter in a few days, so don’t stay in the house and make her unhappy.”

After saying this, he grabbed Yu Xiaoyu’s wrist and dragged her off the stool. Yu Xiaoyu’s body was not well and was very weak, so this dragging made her fall to her knees.

Mum got even angrier and said, “Where were you so soft when you were pinned to His Highness Prince An yesterday, now who are you pretending to show, get up and pack your things now.”

Apart from His Majesty Prince An, this Mum is the most important person in the house. After he was crowned king, he respected her even more. But what is Yu Xiaoyu? She is just a wild girl that His Majesty picked up from outside, and her mother is the only one who can say whether she wants to live or die. If His Majesty really liked her, he wouldn’t have treated her like a whore and played with her.

“Shut up.”

Ye Zhiyang stood outside the green bamboo and saw clearly the grievances suffered by Yu Xiaoyu. He came out indignantly and said in a low voice, “The king’s family affairs do not require the intervention of subordinates.”

When these words came out, Mumma’s body stiffened and she immediately knelt down. The words were as clear as a mirror, meaning that she, Yu Xiaoyu, was a member of His Majesty’s family who was protected by His Majesty’s hand, while she was merely a servant.

Mum was old and this kneeling hurt her back, she was busy kowtowing to Ye Zhiyang and Yu Xiaoyu and went down trembling.

After Mum left, Ye Zhiyang slowly walked over to Yu Xiaoyu’s side and reached out his hand to Yu Xiaoyu to gently help her up. After Yu Xiaoyu sat down, his big hand holding his wrist had no intention of letting go yet.

Ye Zhiyang gently kneaded and asked in a low voice, “Does it still hurt?”

Yu Xiaoyu was busy shaking her head and said, “It doesn’t hurt, it’s just a tug.”

Ye Zhiyang nodded, his voice lowered even more, “So, what about there?”

When Yu Xiaoyu heard this her face reddened, of course she knew where Ye Zhiyang was talking about there, Yu Xiaoyu shrank and shook her head again.

“Since it doesn’t hurt anymore, let me see.”

“No, don’t.” Yu Xiaoyu’s eyes rolled back in horror.

Ye Zhiyang smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you today.”

The first time I saw her, I was relieved to see that she was relieved, and Ye Zhiyang relaxed his grip.

Ye Zhiyang stood up straight and said, “It’s dawn outside, go sit inside.” Yu Xiaoyu nodded, and Ye Zhiyang’s big, thick, warm hand wrapped tightly around her small one as she walked step by step towards the house where the charcoal fire was burning.

“Will you …… really marry the eldest lady of General Wang’s house?”

The hand that was covering the corner of the blanket for Yu Xiaoyu gave a steep beat as Ye Zhiyang laughed and said, “Do you care?”

“Care, I care ……” Yu Xiaoyu is going to care to death, her heart is hard at the thought that Ye Zhiyang will marry someone else.

Ye Zhiyang nudged Yu Xiaoyu’s forehead with his fingertips and said, “No, I only want you alone.”

“Me too ……,” Yu Xiaoyu buzzed in a voice smaller than a mosquito.

“What?”

“Me too.”

“What are you too?”

“I only want you too ……”

“Very well.”

A kiss landed on Yu Xiaoyu’s eyelids, and with those words, he was asked to go through fire and water.

The next day, when Yu Xiaoyu woke up, she learned that Ye Zhiyang had gone away to General Wang’s residence and had not returned overnight. When it was dawn, Ye Zhi Yang was carried back again, but this time instead of having a long arrow stuck in his chest, most of his chest was bare. His body glowed with a scalding burn, and Yu Xiaoyu understood that this was a stroke.

Ye Zhiyang gasped heavily, his sanity fading, his hand clutching a broken teacup, covered in blood, the pain clearing his mind a little, he bellowed, “Go, go and find me some prostitutes in the alleyway.”

The household servant was ordered to go immediately, when a delicate figure with a puffy fragrance squeezed in through the doorway and burrowed headlong into Ye Zhiyang’s arms. “No, don’t look for someone else, I can do it too, I can too.”

“Stop it ……,” the soft body against his chest made him nearly lose his mind, “Get out.”

“Not going out ……”

“I will hurt you, I can’t hurt you anymore ……” Ye Zhiyang’s voice was very painful, and at times like this again, when he was about to turn into a fierce beast, the last person he liked to see him was Yu Xiaoyu.

Yu Xiaoyu stubbornly stretched out her tiny clove and gently licked around Ye Zhiyang’s lips.

“I’m not afraid ……”

At this moment Ye Zhiyang couldn’t control himself anymore.