A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 661 Jiang Xinli, you are so wonderful!
Her clothes, soaked by the hot spring water, clung tightly to Jiang Xinli's body.

The curves are exposed.

This posture.

That kind of look.
For Yu Hanche, it was nothing short of extreme torture.

He was a perfectly normal, hot-blooded male.

Not to mention, he could never remain unmoved in her presence.

The stinging pain from all the wounds was instantly swallowed up by the surging dark desires.

His large hand instinctively gripped her slender, supple waist.

The steaming hot spring water carries a rich rose fragrance, which gently permeates the air.

“Dark Lord.” His throat was dry, and his voice was terribly hoarse.

The girl parted her red lips slightly and moved closer to him.

Her fair fingertips gently traced the small mole at the corner of his eye. Her misty eyes, alluring and passionate, held a burning desire as she gazed at him.

He tilted his head slightly, his red eyes filled with hope and longing.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his full pectoral muscles heaved violently.

He was almost melted by her gaze.

His breathing became erratic, and the fingers around her waist unconsciously tightened.

Finally, the girl cupped his face in her hands, leaned down, and kissed him.
She breathed heavily, enunciating each word clearly, "I...want...you."

The moment their lips touched, the girl softly uttered two words from her red lips, "Ah Yao."

These two words, like a thunderclap, exploded in Yu Hanche's ears.

His eyes darkened, and his body suddenly stiffened.

The raging fire was extinguished by the icy cold water.

His jaw tightened, he clenched his fists, turned his head away, and avoided her lips.

"Bang!" The fist, with bulging veins, slammed hard against the pool wall.

The stone wall cracked, his pale knuckles broke, and blood seeped out.

The cold words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Dark Lord, look carefully! Who am I?!"

The girl's eyes widened for a moment, then she cupped his cheek in her fair palm, making him look into her eyes:

"What's wrong with Ayao?"

The girl's voice was charming and gentle, yet it was like sharp needles, piercing Yu Hanche's heart again and again.

"Oh, what's wrong?"

He lowered his head, almost laughing in anger.

She was passionately devoted to Bai Yao, but cold and indifferent to him.

But he was clearly the one who controlled and decided everything among the twins.

Bai Yao is merely his clone.

He possesses the ability to change his appearance, while Bai Yao does not.

He changed into this skin over the years to make it easier to move among the Light Orcs.

Equally perfect, her face is hailed by the world as the most beautiful dark orc general.

This appearance is comparable to Bai Yao's.

In fact, the face Bai Yao possessed was his original appearance.

Bai Yao was his subordinate, his substitute.

But now things are different—

She was clearly gazing at him, but it was as if she were looking at someone else through his eyes.

It's all because of the beauty mark at the corner of his eye that he can't completely remove no matter how his appearance changes.

She treated him as a substitute for Bai Yao!
Absolutely ridiculous!
Jiang Xinli, you are so wonderful!!
He really wanted to cut open her heart and see what it was made of!
If Bai Yao were in front of him right now, he would crush him into dust!

Jiang Xinli, under the influence of the medicine, was completely unaware of his overwhelming rage.

She gently rubbed against his neck, her soft lips pecking at his skin again and again.

Her hand also wandered inside his shirt, her palm pressed against his full, firm chest muscles, slowly caressing them.

A large hand pressed down on the back of her hand, and a cold voice said, "Dark Lord, look carefully, who am I?"

The girl didn't answer; her breath slightly ragged, she pulled her hand away from his, her fingertips sliding downwards.
Yu Hanche was practically going crazy.

He suddenly grabbed her chin, forcing her to lift her face.

His scarlet eyes were bloodshot.

He asked repeatedly, word by word, "Dark Lord, look carefully, who am I?" "Pain!" The girl's face contorted in pain.

Yu Hanche immediately loosened his grip and gently rubbed her reddened chin with his fingertips.

The girl's eyes were unfocused, her voice sweet and charming, yet tinged with a pitiful grievance, as she breathed softly.

I feel terrible.

Her eyes were red, her cheeks were red, and her lips were red.

Her whole body was radiating an alluring crimson hue.

It evokes pity, and even more...
Yu Hanche felt a chill run down his spine as he recalled the information he had obtained while interrogating Charon and the Scorpion City Lord in the underground palace.

Charon said that the medicine had been enchanted by the Stone Clan's secret magic by the high priest.

It will recur nine times.

If it cannot be resolved.

So even if she manages to hold on with her willpower, the effects of the drug will continue to take hold.

Until his reason completely collapsed, and he finally died from exhaustion.

He frowned and pressed down on her hand, which had slid down to his belt.

“Dark Lord,” he said in a low, hoarse voice, “do you know what you’re doing?”

The girl, like a docile kitten, gently rubbed against his neck, "I know."

Yu Hanche's eyes darkened.

No, she didn't know.

This drug will erase all related memories once she regains consciousness.

In her eyes, he will always be that villain who took advantage of her vulnerability.

Once the full moon sand on his palm disappears, he will never be able to wash it away, even if he jumps into the Milky Way for the rest of his life.

But if this continues—

He suddenly remembered that there was a vial of medicine in his spatial ring.

Back when Night Owl was selling him love potions on ancient Earth, he was rebuffed, but the guy secretly slipped a "wake-up call" into his supplies.

He had crushed all the love potions, but this dose of sobering agent remained.

It is said to force one to wake up for half an hour after the aphrodisiac takes effect.

I don't know if it will work.

Yu Hanche hesitated for a moment, watching as Jiang Xinli hurriedly unbuckled his belt.

He took out the medicine, pinched her chin, and fed it to her.

It was like a clear, cool spring flowing down my throat, instantly permeating my limbs and bones.

The heat in Jiang Xinli's body gradually dissipated.

Those hazy eyes gradually cleared.

In the misty air, a pair of deep red eyes, cold yet unable to conceal their worry, were staring at her.

In the steam, the aromas of minerals, roses, and red wine osmanthus intertwine.

She was slightly taken aback. "Yu Hanche?"

The next moment, she fully regained her senses, suddenly opened her arms and hugged him tightly, "You're back!"

Yu Hanche's body stiffened.

The anger that had been building up inside vanished in that instant.

She clearly had feelings for him.

But why did they mistake him for Bai Yao?
He wrapped his arms around her and asked cautiously, his voice so low it was almost inaudible.
"Is Dark Lord worried about me?"

His words brought Jiang Xinli to her senses completely.

She then realized that she was straddling him in an ambiguous position.

His collar was open and his belt was loose.

The two were soaking in the warm spring water.

If it weren't for the fact that the other person's wounds were still bleeding, she would have almost thought that the two of them were...
"Whoosh—" She tried to get up in a panic, but he pulled her back into his arms.

"Dark Lord, don't move." He pulled her closer, resting his chin lightly on her shoulder, inhaling the faint rose scent in her hair, and asked softly.

"If I really can't come back, will you be sad for me?"

If he dies, his personal domain will dissipate.

She will be completely free.

"Or..." His voice was even softer.

"Would you be happier and more relaxed if you stopped being bothered by me?"