kvmb Chapter 165 Murong Han forcibly took Huan'er
Chapter 165 Murong Han forcibly took Huan'er
Outside the Fifth Prince's residence, Su Wan'er peered inside, her brows furrowed, and murmured to herself, "The Fourth Prince has been inside for quite some time. What's the progress on Xue Xiang's side?"
Huan'er, standing behind her, frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled. She asked softly, "Your Highness, what are you saying? I don't understand a word you're saying."
Su Wan'er snapped at her impatiently, "What's it to you? Mind your own business!"
Huan'er felt wronged, but dared not resist. She silently lowered her head, her eyes instantly welling up with tears.
Su Wan'er seemed to have thought of something else, her eyes turned fierce, and she said to her harshly, "I'm warning you, keep what happened today to yourself. If you dare to tell anyone, you'll regret it!"
Huan'er was so frightened that her face turned pale. She bit her lip and pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes instantly, but she still tried to hold them back. "I...I understand, Your Highness."
Hearing her answer, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then, after a moment's thought, she sighed helplessly, "Never mind, I can't wait any longer. I'll go back now and ask again another day." With that, she turned to leave, and Huan'er immediately followed behind.
The master and servant hadn't walked far when a series of rapid, heavy footsteps suddenly came from behind, accompanied by heavy breathing. Startled, they instinctively turned their heads and saw Murong Han walking unsteadily, one hand weakly supporting his forehead, his steps faltering.
Upon seeing this, Su Wan'er's eyes widened in shock. Terrified of being discovered, she hurriedly tried to slip away. However, it was too late.
Murong Han darted forward, swiftly blocking their path. He gasped for breath, pointing a slender, trembling finger at Su Wan'er and her maid, his eyes glazed, and murmured, "Who...who are you? Why are you here?"
Huan'er hid behind Su Wan'er, her face filled with fear, clinging tightly to Su Wan'er's arm, her voice trembling with tears: "Your Highness~ what should we do?"
Su Wan'er was also terrified at this moment, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably, but she still forced herself to remain calm, swallowed hard, and stammered, "Um, we...we just happened to be passing by...I'm so sorry to have bothered you!" After saying that, she forced an awkward smile and tried to turn away.
But Murong Han raised his hand to block them, his eyes wide open, staring straight at them, and pressing closer step by step.
Su Wan'er's eyes widened, her face filled with panic, and her voice trembled as she shouted at Murong Han, who was approaching step by step, "You...you don't come any closer! If you take another step forward, I'll call for help!" As she spoke, she subconsciously shrank back.
Huan'er held Su Wan'er tightly, her little face pale with fright. She looked at Murong Han with teary eyes and pleaded in a sobbing voice, "Please, let us go!"
Murong Han's eyes were filled with wariness and suspicion. He snorted coldly and gritted his teeth, saying, "Judging from your sneaky behavior, you're definitely not good people! Tell me, what's your purpose? Ah~" As he spoke, he felt his heart pounding like a drum, as if it were about to burst out of his chest. His whole body felt unbearably hot, as if he were being roasted by fire. He clutched his chest in pain, but still endured the discomfort and stumbled towards them.
Su Wan'er was terrified. In her panic, she pushed Huan'er toward Murong Han and took the opportunity to turn and run away.
Caught off guard, Huan'er only had time to utter a startled cry, "Ah!" before Murong Han grabbed her. Filled with grievance and innocence, she watched helplessly as Su Wan'er's departing figure, and cried out in despair, "Your Highness, don't leave me!" Her cries were heart-wrenching, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.
Huan'er turned her head, trembling, and met Murong Han's fierce yet bewildered gaze. Fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave. Like a frightened rabbit, she shook violently, pleading incessantly, "Please, let me go! I really don't know anything..."
Murong Han looked at Huan'er and saw that her face was covered with tears, her eyes seemed to be veiled by a layer of mist, as pitiful as a pear blossom in the rain. Her small nostrils twitched slightly from sobbing, and her pink lips trembled, like a petal falling in the wind, full of grievance and helplessness.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, slowly reaching out to gently stroke her cheek, his fingertips lightly wiping away the tears that fell like beads from a broken string. For some reason, seeing her like this, his heart felt as if it had been suddenly clenched by an invisible hand.
Huan'er looked up, her big, watery eyes filled with innocence, like a lost fawn, gazing at Murong Han with fear and confusion.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, making her appear even more delicate and pitiful. This pitiful appearance stirred an irresistible impulse within Murong Han, as if a fire was burning fiercely in his heart, which he could no longer suppress.
Murong Han finally couldn't resist and gently pulled Huan'er into his arms, stroking her head with one hand. His movements were somewhat flustered and urgent, as if he wanted to soothe her fear.
Huan'er looked bewildered, tears still streaming down her face, already sobbing uncontrollably. At this moment, she felt as if she were in endless darkness, her heart numb. Long-standing feelings of humiliation and helplessness had led her to believe that no one in this world would truly care for her; she was nothing more than a lowly, useless maidservant. What difference did it make whether she resisted or submitted?
Murong Han held her tightly, as if he were in a daze. He suddenly murmured, "Wanwan~ I miss you so much!" As soon as he finished speaking, he could no longer suppress the inexplicable impulse in his heart. He suddenly picked Huan'er up and ran towards the mansion.
This sudden action terrified Huan'er, her face turning pale. Her eyes widened in shock, and her already trembling body shook even more violently. A weak gasp escaped her throat as she tried to resist, but to no avail.
Holding Huan'er in his arms, Murong Han staggered toward a secluded study in the palace, a place rarely visited by anyone.
The study was quiet, with only a few rays of light filtering in from the window. He kicked open the door, went straight to the bed, gently but urgently placed Huan'er on it, and then, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, pushed her down.
This sudden scene struck Huan'er like a heavy hammer, terrifying her to the core. Her cries instantly rose, sharp and desperate, as if trying to shatter the oppressive atmosphere of the room. She struggled desperately, pushing Murong Han away with both hands and kicking wildly with her legs, trying to get up and escape this horrific situation.
However, Murong Han's strength was astonishing. Her resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; she was firmly held down and unable to move.
Murong Han leaned down, like a mad beast, and kissed Huan'er's lips without saying a word.
Huan'er's eyes widened, filled with fear and resistance. She wanted to turn her head away, but there was nothing she could do.
Murong Han followed suit, his burning lips landing on her slender neck. At this moment, he was burning with desire, as if consumed by a raging fire, and his kisses grew increasingly fierce, as if he wanted to meld the person before him into his own body.
Huan'er's cries gradually faded under the onslaught of the storm. Her strength was exhausted in the struggle, and her body grew increasingly limp and powerless.
In the end, she gave up in despair, staring blankly at the ceiling, tears streaming silently down her face, letting the torrent of fate engulf her.
Huan'er's body trembled, tears streaming down her face, yet amidst this passionate entanglement, a strange and indescribable emotion quietly blossomed. A gentle breeze blew through the window, causing the thin gauze to flutter lightly, as if it too were blushing at this tender and poignant union.