- Marrying my ex-husband’s uncle – My ex-husband loves his sister-in-law, so I choose to be his aunt.
- The Forgotten Second Miss – An abandoned young lady decides to seduce the future emperor.
- Cousin – Losing family assets and reputation, the cousin fights back.
Chapter 62: Stepbrother
On a summer afternoon, everything appeared weak under the scorching sun. A cat was sleeping in the flower shade when suddenly, a loud crash of broken porcelain echoed.
White ceramic shards flew out from the gauze-covered room, startling the cat, which leaped up and scratched a cluster of delicate rose thorns, scattering broken petals on the ground.
Inside, a young girl in a dark reddish-black monk’s robe gripped a porcelain shard against her throat, trembling: “Young Master Liu, I would rather die than be humiliated!”
Ruan Ning awoke, half-leaning in the carriage, still draped in a man’s coat. Startled, she lifted the coat to find her inner garment torn and disheveled, with bruises on her body, but felt no unusual sensations—it seemed the man had not succeeded.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she noticed her wrist was bizarrely bent, causing sharp pain with the slightest movement, prompting a gasp.
The carriage curtain lifted, revealing a tall, handsome man who said expressionlessly, “Sister, you’ve made me search quite hard.”
Sister? Was he the original body’s brother? Did he rescue her?
Ruan Ning wanted to call out “Brother,” but his downturned eyes held no warmth, his lips pressed tightly, pushing her away.
The unspoken “Brother” was swallowed back. Ruan Ning dared not speak, unsure of her situation and afraid of revealing any flaws.
She was draped in an oversized male coat, leaning against the carriage wall, her furrowed brow reflecting worry. Unconsciously biting her lip, she revealed a hint of white on her pale red lips, appearing delicate and timid.
Meng Chi lowered his eyes, feeling indescribable emotions. After many years apart, she had become even more beautiful. Even with her short hair and ill-fitting man’s clothes, her beauty shone through, but it carried a sickly quality—like a fragile flower stem that could wither with the slightest touch.
Because of her extreme weakness and beauty, a man would be reluctant to break her.
