Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 538 Luo Yuheng No. 2, nestled in my arms (10,000 words, many thanks to Yong Su for the 200,000 points reward)

In the darkness of night, Song Yan and Luo Yuheng were like black and white silhouettes, hazy and indistinct. If it weren't for the lights in the courtyard providing illumination, even Luo Tianyi probably wouldn't have been able to make out their appearances.

The autumn night wind swept across the dark sky, and moonlight shone through the gaps in the clouds onto the vast city. As the clouds drifted by, the moonlight sometimes peeked through and sometimes was obscured.

Luo Tianyi covered her mouth tightly with her small hand, thus preventing herself from screaming.

Her brother-in-law's voice still echoed in Luo Tianyi's ears.

The shock it brought has not yet dissipated. The unprecedented impact even left Luo Tianyi's mind in a daze. Brother-in-law and aunt, how could they... when did this happen?

Although Luo Tianyi also hoped that Luo Yuheng could meet a man she liked, stay together with him, and not be lonely for the rest of her life.

But she never expected that this man would actually be her brother-in-law.

How could it be my brother-in-law?

What's going on?
Could it be that, besides Hua Lianyue, Gao Yang, and Nahetuya, even Luo Yuheng is going to pass away before him?
She was the one who met her brother-in-law first.

It has to be said that Luo Tianyi's thinking is a bit unconventional, and her way of grasping the key points is also quite novel.

Luo Tianyi knew that eavesdropping was wrong, but she couldn't suppress her curiosity. She wanted to know what else her brother-in-law would say, and what kind of response Luo Yuheng would give... She pursed her lips, pressed her face against the windowsill, and sneakily pressed her ear against the crack in the window, not wanting to miss a single word.

……

The wind blows.

She brushed a strand of hair from Luo Yuheng's temple.

A few strands of long, black hair fell across her face, and her slightly disheveled appearance made Luo Yuheng even more sexy.

Song Yan frowned deeply. He could sense that something was wrong with Luo Yuheng at this moment. Although that beautiful face was right in front of him, and he could feel Luo Yuheng's pulse, hear Luo Yuheng's breathing and heartbeat, he felt as if he were sitting in front of a beautiful doll.

The light in his eyes had completely faded.

Even her eyelids slowly drooped.

It seemed as if he had already fallen asleep.

Time passed by second by second.

Song Yan didn't know exactly how much time had passed; perhaps a few minutes, perhaps longer.

Just as Song Yan was starting to worry that something might have happened to Luo Yuheng, her long eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly. In that instant, Song Yan could clearly feel that the exquisite doll in front of her had come to life.

The eyelids slowly lifted.

The moment I opened my eyes, it was as if all the lights around me had lost their color.

His gaze was sharp, like the gleam of a sword.

A faint, icy chill slowly spread outwards from Luo Yuheng's body.

Only when Luo Yuheng's gaze fell back on Song Yan did a slight look of confusion cross his eyes.

"Ah……"

"It's worthless."

A contemptuous sound came from Luo Yuheng's fragrant lips, and it was unclear who she was referring to with that "good-for-nothing" comment.

Song Yan silently released Luo Yuheng's delicate hand, and subconsciously sat up straight, her eyes fixed on that familiar face: "Who are you?"

Luo Yuheng's lips curled into a mocking smile. She glanced at Song Yan again. Although she hadn't expected to meet Song Yan under these circumstances, she clearly didn't care. "Didn't you already guess?" Her voice was soft and sweet, not much different from Luo Yuheng's usual tone, but her manner was clearer and more decisive.

"You are, Luo Yuheng No. 2?" Song Yan blinked.

The original was number one, and this is number two.

Song Yan hadn't expected that his marriage proposal would actually trigger the original Luo Yuheng to hide his consciousness, instead releasing the second Luo Yuheng.

"Number Two?" Luo Yuheng raised an eyebrow, seemingly feeling that the title was a little strange, but she wasn't the type to care about such trivial matters: "Call me whatever you want."

"She is Luo Yuheng, and so am I, that's all. If you insist on making a distinction, then she is number one, and I am number two."

Originally, Song Yan wanted to learn some things from the other Luo Yuheng, and now that this Luo Yuheng has appeared on his own, it's convenient.

"Will your appearance harm Luo Yuheng?" Song Yan asked in a deep voice. This was the question he cared about most. If it was schizophrenia, it might cause unbearable damage to Luo Yuheng. Song Yan would try to eliminate the other Luo Yuheng, although he had no experience in treating schizophrenia and there were no drugs for this condition in his medical kit.

However, there are some medications that can relax and soothe the mind.

Judging from the way Luo Yuheng No. 2 appeared this time, Song Yan could roughly judge that when Luo Yuheng's mental support reached its limit and he could no longer hold on, the other Luo Yuheng would have the opportunity to take over this body.

Perhaps, pushing his physical body to its limit would also trigger a personality shift in Luo Yuheng.

Specific conditions still require some experiments.

However, as long as Luo Yuheng can relax, the cold poison can be resolved in time, and his body is not subjected to torment, the frequency of personality switching should be reduced to some extent.

If the second personality isn't switched out, it might gradually disappear over time.

"You seem to care a lot about her, I'm even a little jealous." Luo Yuheng said with a light laugh. As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Yuheng suddenly stood up slightly, propped herself up on the table with her elbows, leaned forward, and lay on the stone table in a seductive posture.

The curves between the chest, waist, hips and legs are captivating.

Song Yan felt a fragrant breeze waft over.

Luo Yuheng's captivating face was now before him.

The wind blew from behind.

He lifted a few strands of Luo Yuheng's hair and slapped them onto Song Yan's face.

It stung slightly and was a little itchy.

In an instant, Song Yan felt a throbbing in her chest, and her body instinctively leaned back, trying to create distance between herself and Luo Yuheng. That face was so breathtakingly beautiful that even Song Yan felt her throat move uncontrollably.

My gaze unconsciously drifted to the side.

However, a few slender, delicate, and soft fingers landed on Song Yan's face, gently caressing it, and then gently but with a touch of stubbornness turned Song Yan's face back to its original position.

Eyes facing each other.

This version of Luo Yuheng is much more domineering than the usual Luo Yuheng.

“Look at me…” Luo Yuheng’s voice echoed in my ears: “Don’t forget, on your wedding night with Tianxuan, the one who didn’t leave you alone in the bridal chamber was me.”

"In the end, I was the woman who shared your first wedding night. I took your virginity from you."

"Don't you think it's a bit much for you to show such concern for another woman in front of me?"

hiss!
Meanwhile, in the guest room, Luo Tianyi covered her lips tightly with her small hands, her big, dark eyes wide open.

Even with their mouths covered, faint moaning sounds could still be heard.

Oh my God.

What did she hear? Luo Tianyi knew that her sister was suffering from tuberculosis and should not have sex. Almost everyone thought that her brother-in-law was alone in the bridal chamber and felt sorry for him.

Who would have thought that on their wedding night, it would be Luo Yuheng lying on her brother-in-law's wedding bed?
This news shocked Luo Tianyi even more than her brother-in-law's marriage proposal.

She had previously thought that her brother-in-law was obsessed with women, even his wife's younger sister, and that even if he liked older women, it shouldn't be to this extent. But why did these words sound more like Luo Yuheng was the one taking the initiative?

But upon closer reflection, back then, her brother-in-law hadn't yet established himself in the Luo household, and he hadn't even officially begun practicing martial arts. Even if he truly intended to harm Luo Yuheng, abducting her to their bridal chamber would have been absolutely impossible. Moreover, Luo Yuheng's attitude towards her brother-in-law improved day by day after that... So it seems that besides Luo Yuheng taking the initiative, there's no other possibility.

Ahhhhhh... What on earth is going on?
Why did Luo Yuheng do this?
What's even stranger is that the tone of their conversation seemed a bit off.
There was even a strong sense of unfamiliarity? As if it were the first time we'd met?
What on earth happened?

For a moment, Luo Tianyi felt her little head was in complete chaos.

Luo Yuheng glanced at Luo Tianyi's bedroom out of the corner of his eye, and the smile on his lips grew even wider... It was obvious that Luo Yuheng could not hide the fact that Luo Tianyi was eavesdropping.

But Luo Yuheng made no attempt to hide it; she wanted Luo Tianyi to hear it.

She knew that Luo Tianyi couldn't keep things to herself, so she could use Luo Tianyi's mouth to tell Luo Tianxuan, Hua Lianyue, and Gao Yang that all the women around Song Yan knew about her relationship with Song Yan.

In this way, Song Yan and his other self will have no room to retreat!
This is her method.

"That's too much, really too much..." Song Yan muttered to himself, thinking to himself, "As expected, these two personalities are very different. Although Luo Yuheng is unconventional, he would never say such a thing. But Luo Yuheng the second is obviously someone who doesn't care about anything."

Originally, Song Yan thought that the other personality should be completely different from the original Luo Yuheng, perhaps the gentle, obedient, and well-behaved type of lady from a prominent family. Who would have thought that it would be an extreme version of the original Luo Yuheng.

Without saying a word, Song Yan stared straight at Luo Yuheng.

Eyes facing each other.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Yuheng sighed dejectedly, gave up his insistence, and sat down opposite Song Yan again: "Indeed, feelings need to be cultivated over a long period of time. In your heart, it is always her who you recognize, not me."

"Fine, anyway, all I want is your body. Who you give your feelings to doesn't matter to me."

Song Yan felt ashamed.

What kind of outrageous and inappropriate language is this?

Luo Yuheng's lips always held a cool, faint smile: "Don't worry, this is my body after all. I would never do anything stupid to hurt myself. My existence is of no harm to Luo Yuheng. On the contrary, if it weren't for my appearance, Luo Yuheng probably wouldn't be alive now."

call.

Hearing Luo Yuheng's words, Song Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had this suspicion in his mind, and now it has been confirmed.

"When exactly did you appear? Don't tell me it was something you were born with," Song Yan asked.

"Actually, I haven't existed for very long." Luo Yuheng blinked, gradually regaining her composure, and the smile on her lips also gradually disappeared, probably because her appearance was not a pleasant thing: "The specific time should be the ninth year after the other me accepted the old woman's inheritance."

"As you know, the internal energy in my body is generated from the Yin Essence Scripture."

"This martial art is incredibly profound and can be considered the most suitable secret manual for women to cultivate. It is a culmination of countless martial arts techniques."

"Not only is the cultivation speed extremely fast, but it can also keep one young forever and prevent one from aging..." Luo Yuheng said. "Of course, saying that one can never age is a bit of an exaggeration, but it can significantly reduce the speed of aging. When Emperor Ninghe ascended the throne, I was seventeen years old. Now, twenty years have passed, and I look about twenty-three or twenty-four years old now."

Song Yan's pupils contracted slightly; he had suspected this before.

Hua Lianyue and Luo Yuheng, who both cultivated the Extreme Yin Su Nu Jing, were both thirty-seven years old, yet the vicissitudes of time had not left any marks on their faces.

"The Extreme Yin Classic of the Plain Woman is considered to be going against the will of Heaven, so it will inevitably suffer a backlash."

"You know what backlash is, and that is cold poison."

"Before reaching the ninth rank, the effects of the cold poison are not severe. People with strong willpower can rely on their own internal strength and willpower to overcome it. However, as one's cultivation level reaches the ninth rank, the frequency of cold poison outbreaks and the power of the cold poison will increase unprecedentedly."

"At the Grandmaster level, the cold poison is beyond human resistance."

Luo Yuheng spoke slowly and gently: "As for the other me, I have never practiced martial arts and know nothing about internal energy. This has become my luck. Since I don't use my internal energy much, the frequency of the release of cold poison will decrease, and the degree of accumulation of cold poison will also decrease."

"Therefore, in the beginning, although the cold poison was fierce when it broke out, my other self was still able to rely on my own will to get through it. Although each time was extremely painful and torturous, my skin, meridians, and even the blood in my body were almost frozen into ice. Each time, my other self felt like I was about to die."

As Song Yan listened, her fingers unconsciously clenched.

Although Luo Yuheng spoke lightly, Song Yan could sense the fear, even despair, hidden beneath his calm tone.

She endured nine years of fear and despair!
"Finally, in the ninth year, the cold poison broke out again. That year, Luo Tianxuan contracted tuberculosis... Before you appeared, tuberculosis was an incurable disease. The other me had to use my internal energy to nourish Luo Tianxuan's body." A slight mockery appeared on Luo Yuheng's face: "Internal energy is easy to destroy, but it is extremely difficult to heal."

"Although my other self has profound internal strength, I can only barely keep Luo Tianxuan's condition from worsening. It is absolutely impossible to cure Luo Tianxuan."

"Moreover, due to the excessive use of internal energy, the cold poison grew faster and more fiercely. When the cold poison erupted, my other self tried to resist it as usual, but this time I couldn't withstand it. Layers of frost condensed on her body, and her eyebrows and hair were covered with a layer of white frost."

"Her consciousness gradually drifted off to sleep in the bone-chilling cold."

"And I was born and awakened at this time."

Song Yan felt a heavy weight in his chest. At this moment, he didn't know what to say. He knew that such a birth and awakening was definitely not a good thing for Luo Yuheng in front of him, and it was even more unfair.

Sure enough, as if driven by instinct, Luo Yuheng in front of him subconsciously curled up, her small hands hugging her shoulders, her full body trembling.

Even her delicate cheeks were somewhat pale.

"so cold!"

"I have only just been born, but what I feel is a bone-chilling, despair-inducing cold. I feel that my entire being is about to be frozen in that cold."

“I could even see the chill seeping into my flesh, into my bones, and into my soul through non-existent gaps, like some strange thread. The unbearable cold almost drove me to the brink of collapse, and even made me seriously doubt my own existence.”

"I don't understand the meaning of my birth. Was it just to taste this pain and despair?"

"Is it all just to struggle in this kind of torment?"

Luo Yuheng's voice was filled with resentment.

Song Yan sighed, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked those questions."

Judging from Luo Yuheng's appearance, Song Yan knew that recalling these things was definitely not a good thing for Luo Yuheng No. 2.

Curled up and shivering, Luo Yuheng looked truly pitiful. Even Song Yan couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He got up, went to Luo Yuheng's side, and took off his coat to put it on her. A thin coat probably wouldn't provide much warmth, but perhaps having someone by her side and showing concern made Luo Yuheng feel a little better.

Just as Song Yan was about to leave, a small hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Startled, she turned around and met a pair of large, watery eyes. Before Song Yan could speak, she felt a force on her wrist, and her body staggered uncontrollably towards Luo Yuheng. Just as she was about to fall on Luo Yuheng, Luo Yuheng suddenly stood up, pulled her with her small hand, and Song Yan sat on the stone bench. Then, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and Luo Yuheng was sitting on Song Yan's lap.

Through the thin skirt, Song Yan could even feel the soft, delicate elasticity of Luo Yuheng's skin.

Her soft body leaned against Song Yan's chest, and a slender white finger traced along Song Yan's chest, sending shivers of tingling sensations through her.

This series of movements was completed in one smooth motion, as fluid as flowing water.

By the time Song Yan realized what was happening, Luo Yuheng was already nestled in his arms.

For a moment, Song Yan tensed up, unsure of how to react.

(End of this chapter)