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The two were so close that their breaths almost touched, each exhale carrying the warmth of the other, weaving an ambiguous web in the cold, desolate cell.

Wei Zhaoning's eyelids were like those weighed down by a thousand-pound veil, sticky and half-closed, her long eyelashes damp, trembling but unable to lift any semblance of clarity.

Her cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness that spread from her temples to her neck, and even the tips of her ears were bright red, like cherries soaked in warm water.

Her breathing was no longer even; it was a series of shallow, rapid gasps, tinged with unconscious moans, each breath carrying a burning temperature.

Unconsciously, she wrapped her arms around Pei Yi's neck, her body rubbing against the man's clothes.

Pei Yi's Adam's apple bobbed suddenly, and his gaze abruptly fixed on her, filled with a sense of unexpected surprise.

A barely perceptible heat had appeared in his cool gaze.

His brows furrowed slightly, his body gradually became hot, and his consciousness became somewhat hazy.

"There's an aphrodisiac burning in this cell."

He quickly realized something was wrong; the aphrodisiac was colorless and odorless, making it difficult to detect.

The person in his arms couldn't hear a word, her rosy cheeks gently pressed against his lips.

Suddenly, she let out a soft moan, her delicate brows furrowing. "The jade pendant is poking me."

She sat on Pei Yi's lap, her inner thighs aching from the pressure, and she moved weakly and limply.

Pei Yi's heart skipped a beat, and a hoarse groan escaped his lips.

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, and his feathery eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wei Zhaoning pressed herself against him, their skin touching, and the discomfort seemed to ease considerably.

Holding him feels so good.

The man's chest radiated heat, and she couldn't help but press closer. The closer she pressed, the more greedily she wanted more.

"Help......"

Her watery eyes were filled with desire as she stared intently at Pei Yi.

Pei Yi felt as if he had been struck a heavy blow to the heart, his breathing became rapid, and a burning heat surged within him that he could not suppress no matter what.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the turmoil and heat in his body.

"Ningning."

"You've been drugged. I'll take you away, okay?"

He held Wei Zhaoning tightly in his arms, greedily inhaling her scent.

He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't control himself and wanted to keep her in his arms forever.

Wei Zhaoning was unbearably hot and restless; his reason had long been completely devoured by his desires.

She gazed at the handsome face before her, unsure of what to say, her fingertips tracing his features.

"It looks good, I like it."

Pei Yi's deep eyes were almost filled with desire as he looked at the aroused girl beneath him, his fingers gently brushing away the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

It's like there's a fierce beast trapped inside, about to break free of its cage.

He forced himself to calm down as he teetered on the edge of losing control.

Suddenly, soft lips covered his and landed on his lips.

The girl held his lips like a kitten, and playfully bit them.

In an instant, his mind went blank, the last thread of reason in his eyes snapped, and what remained was a crimson chaos.

The kiss was deep and long, carrying an irresistible meaning. Wei Zhaoning let out two soft moans, her body trembling involuntarily.

Pei Yi's chest heaved violently, and he froze, like a trapped beast cornered in a desperate situation.

He suddenly pinned Wei Zhaoning down, "Ningning."

"Call me by my name."

It seems like they're confirming something.

Wei Zhaoning's lips were stained with blood, and she looked even more alluring. She stared blankly at the person in front of her, repeatedly murmuring, "Please, help me."

Pei Yi's eyes darkened, and he stood up, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed it into his forearm.

He groaned, the pain bringing him back to his senses somewhat.

Unexpectedly, in the next instant, Wei Zhaoning turned around and pinned him down with astonishing strength, leaving no room for refusal.

"She's bleeding..."

Wei Zhaoning looked at Pei Yi's forearm, and extended her soft, warm tongue to gently lick the wound.

"It smells so fishy."

Pei Yi felt a tingling, itchy sensation at the wound. Looking at her scarlet tongue, his eyes were filled with turmoil, and he could no longer control himself.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the cell.

Pei Yi's breath hitched.

"Brother, please make an exception. My wife has never suffered much hardship since childhood. As her husband, I am truly worried. I just want to come and see her, just for a quick look, and then I'll leave. It won't take up much time."

Lu Zhufeng's voice came from outside the cell.

"No! The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review said that this is a serious criminal and no one is allowed to visit him," the jailer said.

Wei Jiaruo handed over a bag of silver, "Brother, please be lenient and let me take a look!"

Then the arguing outside stopped.

Wei Zhaoning didn't care at all, "Ignore him."

Having said that, she wrapped her arms around him again, her hands restless.

The footsteps grew closer.

The girl kissed his neck greedily, her every expression and movement urging him to hurry up.

Pei Yi said in a deep voice, "Ningning, today, are you willing to come back to the palace with me and become my princess consort?"

The person in his arms didn't answer, but impatiently reached into Pei Yi's clothes, kissing him while panting.

"Why did you lock her up so far away?" Lu Zhufeng's voice came again.

Suddenly, he heard soft, panting breaths coming from the end of the corridor, and his expression instantly turned serious.

"What's that sound? Jia Ruo, did you hear that?"

A sinister glint flashed in Wei Jiaruo's eyes, and she curled her lips into a smile where Lu Zhufeng couldn't see.

"ah."

"My lord, I've heard people say that this prison is very chaotic, and the prisoners, unable to bear the loneliness, will commit filthy acts in this prison."

"At the time, I thought it was just something someone made up, but today I realize that it's actually true."

Lu Zhufeng's heart sank, and he quickened his pace.

Wei Jiaruo covered her mouth, "Ah, my lord, listen to this voice, it sounds so much like my sister's voice!"

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "He Mi is really something, making Wei Zhaoning feel like she's in heaven."

The best effect is achieved when the Marquis sees you at the moment when you are most unable to extricate yourself.

"Ugh... I can't take it anymore..."

From the deepest part of the cell came a clear voice. The tone and timbre of that voice made Lu Zhufeng's heart skip a beat. He was certain that it was Wei Zhaoning's voice.

His face was tense, veins bulged on his forehead, and his temples throbbed.

Wei Jiaruo feigned concern and said, "My lord... we must have misheard. It couldn't be my sister. It's late tonight, so why don't we go back first and come back tomorrow?"

Her face was filled with panic.

The more we tried to dissuade him from going, the more obvious his attempt to cover it up became.

Lu Zhufeng roared, "Don't even think about covering for her! I want to see what she's doing in jail!"

After saying that, he immediately started running, eager to tear Wei Zhaoning apart.

Wei Jiaru sniffed and hurriedly followed, "My lord! Wait for me!"