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Ling Xianjun felt a surge of joy at the thought of soon ascending to that high position and finally embracing the beauty he desired.
He thought to himself: All these people are no longer in this world; from now on, in the Nanchu Kingdom, I will be the ruler of all. Would that girl dare to defy me?
Just thinking about this made his heart race, and he felt an overwhelming urge to immediately hold that girl in his arms and 'devour' her completely.
Thus, when a person is filled with such urgent desires and impulses, it is easy for them to become careless about everything. Ling Xianjun was no exception; naturally, he would also make many oversights.
So, as he left the cave and hurried toward the place where Ziyan was imprisoned, the situation he faced was about to change dramatically.
Less than a minute after he left with several attendants, Ling Yuxuan broke free from her bindings and swiftly eliminated the assassins who were about to attack her group.
At almost the same time, a group of reinforcements arrived at the cave, seemingly like heavenly soldiers. This included Wu Xiang, Li Yutong, Xiang Wang Lingfeng, and others who had already rushed in.
There was no need to elaborate on how powerful these individuals were; they subdued nearly a hundred Masked Men stationed inside and outside the cave in the blink of an eye.
With that, Ling Zhiyuan, Miao'er, Ling Yuer, and others were all rescued.
Ling Yuxuan nodded to Ling Zhiyuan and Miao'er, arranging for Xiang Wang to stay behind for protection and lead them to safety while she took Wu Xiang, Li Yu, and other subordinates to quickly track down Ling Xianjun's disappearing figure.
Meanwhile, Ziyan was facing a cruel predicament.
When Ling Xianjun arrived at another cave at least two miles away, he saw Ziyan bound up like a large rice dumpling, thrown into a big chair. His attentive Subordinate had already meticulously arranged this cave for him.
At that moment, the cave was decorated as if it were a wedding chamber, with a large red character for 'happiness' posted on the wall. Dozens of red candles burned around, and everything on the bed was bright red.
Looking at all this, Ling Xianjun nodded in satisfaction while waving his hand at his subordinates.
The Subordinates standing beside him exchanged knowing smiles and quickly retreated from the Cave, casually pressing a mechanism to close the entrance as they left.
He closed the door and simultaneously removed his mask.
"It really is you!"
Ziyan looked at the uniquely pale face that possessed a kind of delicate beauty.
Ling Xianjun said with a sinister smile, "It seems you are not so heartless towards the Crown Prince after all. Otherwise, how could you keep him in your thoughts?"
"Hmph! You have some nerve."
Ziyan shot him a disdainful glance.
But in the next moment, before Ziyan could react to what was about to happen, Ling Xianjun pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his robe. He stepped forward and, without hesitation, cupped Ziyan's small face with one hand and suddenly poured the liquid from the bottle into her mouth.
After a considerable amount of the medicinal liquid had entered Ziyan's mouth, he swiftly discarded the porcelain bottle and held her head back with both hands.
Caught off guard, Ziyan swallowed the fragrant yet unfamiliar liquid in an instant.
...
Time passed second by second.
After about five or six minutes, Ziyan began to feel an inexplicable heat rising from deep within her soul.
The feeling of heat continued to rise...
Soon, almost every part of the body began to feel restless and hot, and a desire for intimacy between the sexes emerged in both mind and body.
At the same time, Ling Xianjun, who had been closely watching Ziyan and observing her reactions, noticed her eyes drifting away. Her face had turned as red as a lantern, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.
Ling Xianjun smiled coldly and murmured, "I don't want to obtain you this way, but since you refuse to look at the Crown Prince, he has no choice but to resort to extreme measures."
Immediately, he released the ropes binding her.
Then he picked her up entirely and placed her on a large redwood bed in the cave. Although Ziyan still retained some awareness at that moment, when she tried to resist, she found herself completely powerless.
She watched helplessly as the Crown Prince, whom she had always despised, prepared to commit vile acts against her.
In the next moment, Ziyan thought of biting her tongue to end her life; however, when she attempted it, she found her teeth equally weak and unable to exert any strength.
Thus, Ziyan quickly fell into a heart-wrenching pain of being unable to live or die.
"Monster, Monster, come save me, please..."
The first person that came to her mind was her Demon Prince, Ling Yuxuan. At that moment, Ziyan wished he would appear in time and throw this person far away from her; how wonderful that would be!
Meanwhile, Ling Xianjun had already begun to take liberties with her without any restraint. For some reason, at a critical moment, his nose suddenly felt stuffy and painful, and he sensed a foul liquid flowing from his nostrils.
Instinctively, Ling Xianjun wiped his nose and saw a stream of fresh blood on his palm.
He cursed under his breath, "Damn it!"
With no other choice, Ling Xianjun had to tilt his head back and gently wipe his face with a handkerchief he carried with him. After that, he moved closer to Ziyan again.
Just as Ziyan was nearing despair, the cave entrance was suddenly opened.
Ling Xianjun looked at the newcomer with displeasure, only to find it was the few subordinates who had left earlier.
He then released the person in his hands and stopped his inappropriate actions. Coldly glaring at the newcomers, he asked, "Didn’t I say not to come in and disturb the Crown Prince at this time?"
"Your Highness, something seems to have gone wrong outside!"
The Masked Man knew that barging in at this moment must mean trouble, but if they didn’t come in, it would be an even greater disaster.
"What? Did you check carefully?"
Ling Xianjun hadn’t expected the reinforcements to arrive so quickly, but he felt a bit flustered inside.
Just as Ling Xianjun was hesitating about what to do next, he suddenly heard the sound of bells coming from the direction of the cave entrance. These bells were set up as a signal to ring if there was any disturbance outside, allowing them to retreat at the first opportunity.
With no time to think further, Ling Xianjun glanced back at Ziyan, who was lying on the bed and had already lost consciousness.
It was infuriating that such a beautiful person could not be taken advantage of at this moment. Ling Xianjun's anger was understandable.
However, he did not want to give up on her. Now that things had come to light, the only option left for him was to flee. Even if he had to escape, he wanted to take her with him. It wasn’t convenient here; he would first take her away from this place. Once they reached a safe location, he could...
Thinking of this, Ling Xianjun directly ordered, "Withdraw."
At the same time, he pointed at Ziyan, who was still lying on the bed unharmed, and commanded his subordinate, "Carry her."
"Yes!"
The Masked Man immediately acted swiftly, stepping forward to hoist Ziyan onto his shoulder. He then quickly fled toward another side of the Cave.
When Ling Yuxuan and the others burst into the cave, Ling Xianjun was already gone. The specially arranged scene inside the Cave—two bright red wedding candles in front of the bed, along with those crimson bed curtains and bedspread—made it look like a temporary bridal chamber.
Seeing this scene made Ling Yuxuan guess what his ambitious older brother Ling Xianjun intended to do with his woman in this cave!
Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but grit his teeth in hatred, his fists cracking ominously.
"Master, we must rescue Ziyan quickly; otherwise—"
Wu Xiang swiftly picked up a porcelain bottle from the ground that still emitted a strange fragrance. He sniffed it and, worried, couldn't help but swallow hard.
"What is this?"
Upon seeing it, Ling Yuxuan unceremoniously snatched the fragrant porcelain bottle from his hand. After glancing at it briefly, he forcefully smashed it to the ground.
Then, with a slightly hoarse voice, he said, "Chase after them. Also, have someone send a Pigeon Post to all our brothers at the foot of the mountain; they must block him and capture him."
Following that, the entire Langcang Mountain was filled with startled birds fluttering and beasts fleeing.
Ling Yuxuan opened his blood-red eyes, solemnly searching for a route while frantically killing the subordinates of Ling Xianjun who were trying to hold him back along the way.
At this moment, he had completely thrown caution to the wind, ruthlessly slaughtering without regard for anything, driven by a bloodthirsty desire to quickly rescue his Beloved One.
However, Ling Xianjun was certainly not an ordinary opponent! On his escape route, he had arranged countless Death Warriors to delay Ling Yuxuan, buying himself more time to flee.
Ling Yuxuan fought desperately until he reached the foot of the mountain, but his elder brother Ling Xianjun was already sitting steadily in a carriage with his Beloved Child, having traveled three or four miles away.
At this moment, Ling Yuxuan's deep blue outfit was soaked with the blood of enemies, and even his hair and face were covered in it… he had become a figure drenched in blood.
His appearance was ferocious and bloody… but he could not care less. He snatched the reins from a Subordinate and leaped onto a horse's back, spurring it on instinctively as he continued to chase into the distance.
Meanwhile, Ling Xianjun's carriage was also racing forward without pause. He knew well that his medicine would last for two days.
This meant that as long as he could escape from Chu County within that time and find a place to secure her, once they were together, she would have no choice but to either follow him on the run or take her own life like those loyal women. After all, he would never allow her to be left for that half-brother whom he wished to kill more than anything.
Furthermore, if he could not successfully escape from Nanchu Kingdom, even if he died, at least she would be by his side and accompany him in death. He would not have to become a wandering soul!
Ever since he first laid eyes on her many years ago, he had never forgotten her for a single day. Yet she remained as cold towards him as ever. Wasn't this betrayal of the emperor and being forsaken by everyone just for her?
As these chaotic thoughts swirled in his mind, he couldn't help but gaze intently at the person in his arms who was lost in confusion.
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