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Su Qiu Ge hadn’t reacted yet when he immediately trapped her in the corner of the bed with his arms.

The candlelight illuminated his slightly gloomy brows and eyes. She wanted to raise her hand but was immediately grabbed by the wrist. He leaned over towards her, and in the dim light, she could see her own flustered expression, as rosy as a peony, exuding a captivating beauty. It made one unable to resist having wicked thoughts. He tightened his grip on her wrist, lowered his voice, and whispered in her ear, “Just like this, if I want to do something, what can you do?”

In a state of panic, she fiercely pounded his shoulder with her hand, causing a slight movement of his Adam’s apple as he let out a muffled groan from his chest. Only then did she realize a faint smell of blood reaching her nostrils.

Her gaze shifted to her own hand and she discovered a smear of blood on it. Then she looked at his shoulder and noticed that his crimson clothes seemed to have several slits, not only on his shoulder but also around his waist, with deeper stains on the fabric.

Her expression became somewhat stunned as she realized that he must have been injured in the recent struggle. He slightly lowered his body and whispered in her ear, “Can you cooperate a little?”

She hadn’t fully grasped the situation yet when the footsteps outside grew louder, as if they had already reached this floor. She suddenly remembered the officials and soldiers she had seen from a distance earlier.

In theory, the arrival of the government troops should have been good news for her, but… just as she revealed a look of joy, something pressed against her waist.

Her body stiffened slightly, and she immediately realized it was a dagger. He was looking down at her, his expression cold and distant, his gaze like the glint of a blade on the lake surface.

He said indifferently, “Be obedient and don’t make a sound.” His gentle and soothing tone was akin to intimate flirting between lovers, but the dagger pressed against her waist moved slightly, as if it would mercilessly stab her if she refused.

This made Su Qiu Ge tremble slightly, and a strong sense of grievance surged within her heart.

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As soon as he finished speaking, the door behind them was opened, and when the officials and soldiers entered, they paused for a moment upon seeing the man and woman entangled on the bed. He leaned close to her ear, almost biting her earlobe as he said, “Scream.”

With the dagger pressed against her, she was extremely nervous, but she took a deep breath and let out a startled scream, and he promptly wrapped her completely in the blanket.

Then the man on the bed turned his face slightly, revealing a cold and stern jawline, seeming extremely displeased by the interruption. He said, “Get lost.”

The leader of the officials and soldiers displayed a trace of embarrassment on his face. Despite the situation that had unfolded tonight, he knew that the guests who came here were either wealthy or noble. Offending them would cost him his head. Now that he was sure there was no suspicious person here, he immediately clasped his fists and retreated.

他 had been leaning over her, but as soon as the people left, his expression relaxed slightly. He retrieved the dagger, but furrowed his brow due to the slight movement causing pain in his wound. Then, unable to resist, he leaned towards her.

In that moment of lowering his head, they were almost face to face, able to clearly feel the frequency of each other’s trembling eyelashes and the sound of their breaths. His body stiffened slightly as fragments of familiarity flashed before his eyes, but before he could grasp what it was, he noticed a tinge of red in the corner of her eye.

If they hadn’t been so close, it would have been impossible to notice. She cried very quietly, without making a sound. A tear slid down from the corner of her eye and soaked into the nearby pillow.

His body stiffened slightly, then he looked at her under the candlelight and moonlight. Slowly, he withdrew the dagger that had been pressed against her waist. After a long pause, he whispered, “I’m sorry.”

However, she didn’t react at all. Instead, she curled up even more, not even glancing at him, just leaning backward. It seemed like she had truly been frightened.

He looked down at her for a while, enduring the pain from the pull on his injured waist, and then slowly approached, tentatively placing a kiss on the corner of her eye.

Her tears dissolved on his tongue, his eyes flickered slightly, and he softly said, “I didn’t mean it earlier.” But she obviously didn’t pay attention, her tearful eyes gazing at him in a haze. Even though she knew that none of this was real, even though she knew it was all in a dream, in that moment, facing this unfamiliar him, she still felt sad and afraid.

As he leaned closer, she finally couldn’t help but cry, not wanting to be seen by him, so she covered her face with her hands. “How could you threaten me so fiercely…”

At the moment her crying began, the person on top of her body stiffened slightly, then lowered their head and began to kiss her hand that was covering her face, bit by bit. Warm and delicate kisses fell on the back of her hand, erasing the previous dominance and even carrying a sense of appeasement.