Yu Jingchen slowly released Nan Zhiyun, and seeing Nan Zhiyun’s face filled with panic, Yu Jingchen’s heart ached.
“What’s wrong? Be good…” Yu Jingchen’s voice was low, magnetic, and gentle as he wiped away Nan Zhiyun’s tears, then pulled her into his embrace, a hint of helplessness in his tone.
“I startled you, I’m sorry… If you’re unwilling, we won’t force it, alright? Don’t cry, if you cry, I can’t do anything with you…” Yu Jingchen struggled to restrain his desires.
Nan Zhiyun wrapped her arms around Yu Jingchen’s waist with considerable force, perhaps due to fear. She was afraid and terrified of such matters. Her previous experiences… Nan Zhiyun could still vividly recall them to this day.
The most severe first time was her deepest nightmare. Perhaps Yu Jingchen had been enraged then, and he… Nan Zhiyun refused to think about it any further. Nan Zhiyun clung tightly to Yu Jingchen’s clothes, her heart in turmoil. She simply lacked the courage.
That time… (refer to Chapter 110 for details)
“What? So desperate and impatient?” Yu Jingchen’s eyes were icy as he coldly watched Nan Zhiyun kneeling on the ground.
“Your Majesty…” Nan Zhiyun’s small face was etched with shame. Such matters were an unimaginable humiliation for a young woman.
“Nan Zhiyun, must you be so base?” Yu Jingchen leaned down and grasped Nan Zhiyun’s chin, pinching it until her jaw turned red. Tears welled up in Nan Zhiyun’s eyes, but Yu Jingchen remained unmoved.
“No…” Nan Zhiyun’s explanation was so pale and powerless.
“No? I think you are just this cheap. Tell me, are you cheap?” Yu Jingchen pressed on.
Tears streamed down Nan Zhiyun’s cheeks. She refused to speak.
“Speak!” Yu Jingchen insisted, forcing her.
“…Yes.” Nan Zhiyun closed her eyes and said the word with a sense of humiliation. She knew that if she didn’t, Yu Jingchen wouldn’t let her off.
Upon hearing this, Yu Jingchen’s face was filled with mockery. He let out a cold laugh, then fiercely shoved her. Nan Zhiyun was thrown to the ground by Yu Jingchen.
“Take it off,” Yu Jingchen said with disdain.
Nan Zhiyun was bewildered.
“What are you pretending for? Weren’t you eager? Then do it. What, is it beneath you? I’ll satisfy you, so you don’t have to buy it like a commoner.” Every word Yu Jingchen spoke pierced Nan Zhiyun’s heart.
Seeing that she made no move, Yu Jingchen lost his patience. “If you think you’re so noble and unwilling to do it yourself, that’s fine too. I’ll have someone come in and help you immediately. And then, I’ll have them watch the entire process, how about that?”
Nan Zhiyun looked at Yu Jingchen in disbelief. However, there was no possibility of him forgiving her. Nan Zhiyun had no choice. After mustering great determination, she closed her eyes, then reached out to remove her clothes.
However, this was not enough…
“Completely… If you leave even one piece on, I’ll have the people outside strip it off for you personally, and then you can kneel outside…” Yu Jingchen said in a drawn-out tone.
(Some content is omitted here)… The boundless shame made her almost lose the courage to face everything.
Yu Jingchen didn’t rush to do anything. He simply walked around Nan Zhiyun, as if appraising a woman from a brothel, his eyes filled with ridicule and scorn.
“Get down…” The icy words plunged Nan Zhiyun into an ice cellar. The coldness of the ground could not compare to the chill in her heart…
Yu Jingchen showed no mercy at all. He…
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Nan Zhiyun lay on the ground, biting her lip fiercely, daring not to make a sound, for that was her last shred of dignity.