At this moment, Mei Si Yu quietly leaned in his embrace, her sparkling eyes focused on Ming Leng Chen as he handled affairs – looking handsome and suave, exactly her type. Realizing her own infatuation, she blushed and lowered her eyes, chiding herself for such thoughts. She quietly watched the people below, inadvertently meeting a gaze filled with sorrow, which made her awkwardly look away and fall into contemplation.
Let’s not talk about this now. Can you help Xiao Rou unblock her acupoints? She looks like she’s in a lot of pain,” Mei Siyu said. Looking at Xiao Rou, her eyes were wide and blazing with anger, her mouth pursed high. If she wasn’t released soon, she might even have the urge to kill.
“Not yet. She’ll be free later, but not now,” Ming Leng Yun glanced at Xiao Rou standing nearby.
“Yuer, you haven’t answered my question yet,” Ming Leng Yun asked urgently.
“No, I was thinking of going back to rest because of a headache,” she had been worried about him earlier, but now she couldn’t tell the truth, not wanting him to misunderstand her feelings. She only cared about him as a friend and didn’t want to give him the impression that she liked him.
Receiving such an answer, Ming Leng Yun was very disappointed. His eyes were now filled with burning desire, and with the effect of alcohol, he had completely lost his reason. He rudely pushed Mei Siyu into the corner of the wall, leaning down to kiss her cherry lips. Starting with a light wet kiss, Mei Siyu’s resistance had no effect at all. This action only further ignited his possessive desire, and his hands restlessly tore at her clothing.
The point-blocked Xiao Rou was also scared and cried silently. Her face was covered in tears, but she couldn’t make a sound because she couldn’t move. She could only watch helplessly as her mistress was being bullied.
Mei Siyu desperately protected her clothing, frantically hitting Ming Leng Yun’s body, but her strength was too weak to stop anything. Her light blue bodice was already partially exposed in the tearing, and her snow-white skin was also bare. Just as Mei Siyu was in despair, someone appeared in front of her at the right moment!
That person had already grabbed Ming Leng Yun’s hand from behind, giving her freedom. At this moment, Mei Siyu, free from his restraint, collapsed weakly to the ground.
He raised his hand and punched directly on Ming Leng Yun’s left cheek, quickly causing blood to seep from the corner of his mouth. With the breeze and that heavy punch, Ming Leng Yun had now sobered up. Seeing Mei Siyu sitting on the ground with tears like a flower, disheveled clothes, and light purple bruises on her snow-white skin, he immediately realized what he had done. Because of a momentary impulse, he had committed an unforgivable mistake! It seemed he was completely out of fate with Mei Siyu!
The person walked to Xiao Rou’s side and with a light touch, she regained her freedom: “This servant deserves to die. I failed to protect the mistress. Please punish me, Your Majesty.”
It turned out that Ming Leng Chen, worried about Mei Siyu, had been secretly following them. Unexpectedly, he saw his third brother’s passionate act. Of course, he couldn’t sit idly by while Mei Siyu was being assaulted and had to fight with his third brother to protect the woman he loved!
Freed Xiao Rou flew to Mei Siyu’s side, helping up the mistress who was still sitting in a daze. She lovingly brushed the dust off her, took off her own outer garment to drape over her mistress, covering her exposed skin. Seeing her mistress’s swollen, tearful eyes blankly staring ahead, completely unable to recover from the assault, Xiao Rou’s heart ached immensely.
Ming Leng Yun was about to apologize to Mei Siyu, but as soon as he approached, Xiao Rou stood protectively in front of her, glaring at this bad prince. She would never allow her mistress to be hurt again, and was prepared to protect her even at the cost of her life.
“Third Brother, it’s late. You should go rest. Don’t worry about Yuer. She is my wife, and I won’t let her suffer the slightest harm,” Ming Leng Chen took Mei Siyu from Xiao Rou’s hands, gently patting her back, speaking coldly.
Ming Leng Yun stumbled westward, his heart conflicted. His love for Mei Siyu was originally pure longing, but how had it turned into such a heartless violation? Would his eighth brother blame Mei Siyu for this? His thoughts were racing.
Finally seeing him walk away, Mei Siyu collapsed into Ming Leng Chen’s arms, crying uncontrollably, releasing all her grievances. Her trust had been met with such heartless violation. How could she not be heartbroken? She was too naive to have considered such a demon a good friend!
“Yuer, it’s my fault. I didn’t appear in time and let you be frightened,” Ming Leng Chen said softly, gently kissing her forehead and wiping away her tears, looking at the heartbroken Mei Siyu with compassion.
“Your Majesty is fortunate to have you by Yuer’s side…” Before finishing her sentence, she fainted in his arms, a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth.
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“Yuer…” Ming Leng Chen held the unconscious Mei Siyu in his arms, calling out with heartache.
“Mistress, please don’t scare me!” Xiao Rou cried out.
In the Yanfeng Palace!
“Imperial Doctor, why did Yuer suddenly faint?” Ming Leng Chen looked at the kneeling imperial doctor and asked softly.
“Your Majesty, the Empress has only been frightened. Her body is fine,” Doctor Li answered cautiously, afraid of saying the wrong thing.
“You can all leave. Yuer needs rest,” Ming Leng Chen looked at her sleeping sweetly in bed, speaking in an extremely soft voice.
“Yes, we will retire,” everyone said softly. After bowing, they quietly left and closed the door.
At this moment, only the two of them were in the room. Ming Leng Chen looked at Mei Siyu lovingly. She had been sleeping for a day, occasionally frowning and softly calling for help. After taking the calming medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, she was now sleeping peacefully, which finally relaxed his tense heart.
His hand gently caressed Mei Siyu’s face, his tender expression as careful as if handling a porcelain doll. He wanted to smooth her slightly furrowed eyebrows and hoped she would wake up and completely forget that embarrassing moment!
Remembering his third brother’s harm and violation of Yuer, he was furious. The woman he protected had been recklessly violated by his third brother. Thinking of Yuer’s sad appearance when she collapsed in his arms, he had the urge to kill. How could he tolerate Yuer suffering such humiliation!
Thinking of the deep affectionate gaze Three Brother gave to Yu’er, she felt a surge of anger in her heart. How dare he desecrate her woman! Her unparalleled beauty; her laughter and anger; everything about her could only be appreciated by him. Only he was worthy of loving Mei Si Yu, and no one could or should steal his beloved!
”Cough cough… so thirsty… water.” The charming woman lying on the bed whispered intermittently. She felt her body was heavy, her eyes difficult to open as if weighed down by lead, her throat burning and painfully dry.
”Water? I’ll get it for you right away.” Looking at Mei Si Yu slowly awakening, Ming Leng Chen said joyfully.
Removing his hand from her face, he walked to the round wooden table, picked up the prepared warm tea, and returned to the bedside. Gently supporting Mei Si Yu, he brought the water cup to her lips and carefully fed her. Mei Si Yu quickly finished the cup, and with some strength, slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Ming Leng Chen sitting beside her, she softly said: “It’s you. Thank you for saving me in time.”
”Your body is so weak, don’t talk too much now. We’ll have plenty of time for you to thank me later!” Ming Leng Chen affectionately stroked her beautiful hair, speaking tenderly.
