Chapter 67 The Soul-Hooking Enchantress

The autumn night was cold and chilling.

Before long, the medicine in the maids' hands had grown cold.

Without her mistress's command, Dong Shuang could only warm the bowls of medicine repeatedly. She respectfully guarded the doorway, waiting quietly.

Inside the room, the woman's charming voice gradually resumed, intermittent.

In the silent night, the lamps inside the room burned all night without stopping.

That voice was like a soul-snatching vixen, incomparably alluring.

The servants waiting outside all blushed quietly.

Dong Shuang rubbed her forehead discreetly and handed a medicine bowl to a maid. "Discard this. Tomorrow morning, quickly brew another bowl and have it ready."

"Yes."

The eastern sky began to show a fish-belly white, and the sky brightened. The commotion inside the room finally subsided.

Ye Luan's eyelids were too heavy to lift, and she lay lazily on the soft couch, her mouth slightly agape, delicate and alluring.

Xiao Chi Zhan leaned against the bedside, his gaze contentedly resting on the person beside him.

He looked her up and down, inch by inch, his eyes filled with a fierce, wicked desire that slowly rekindled.

Her slender back and narrow shoulders, her flat abdomen, her waist as delicate as water, her shoulder blades like beautiful butterflies holding spring water, her skin as fine as flawless white porcelain.

He couldn't help but reach out and caress her cheek, as charming as a peach blossom.

Her captivating fox eyes fluttered open slightly. His hand paused, and a trace of a smile touched the corner of his lips.

"Awake."

Ye Luan coldly glanced at the scratches on his body, dodged his hand, and turned away, ignoring him.

Xiao Chi Zhan was not angered. He lifted the bed curtains, casually picked up his robe from the floor, and put it on.

The Qiongqi pattern on his back had become familiar, no longer so frightening.

Ye Luan pouted. Seeing him go to the washroom to clean himself, she couldn't help but recall his ferocity from yesterday.

Her entire body was tired and sore.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, retrieved the contraceptive medicine from his discarded robe, and swallowed it dry.

Xiao Chi Zhan returned, dressed in a fresh robe, and sat by the bed, looking at her lying on the bed with her eyes slightly closed, a faint smile on his lips.

Crazy lunatic.

He was smiling so creepily.

"Someone, bring the medicine in."

Ye Luan stiffened, wrapped herself in the quilt, and sat up abruptly.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Chi Zhan touched her face with a pathological obsession. "Don't be afraid. Drink this medicine, and you won't want to leave this king anymore."

Ye Luan's mouth twitched, wishing she could slap his shameless face.

"You want my mind to be filled only with you, to become a soulless husk, a useless wretch? Are you insane?"

"Isn't it good for it to be just me? You'll only love me and won't think of escaping me."

How could he say such shameless words with a straight face?

He was truly a paranoid and childish man.

Dong Shuang knelt on the ground, respectfully holding the medicine bowl.

Ye Luan snatched the bowl and threw it fiercely onto the ground.

"I will absolutely not drink it. If you have the guts, kill me."

Xiao Chi Zhan's gaze fell lightly on her face, his voice eerily terrifying. "You're so sure I won't kill you."

Ye Luan, in a state of despair, said, "Yes, what can you do to me?"

Good!

Very good!

"Go and brew another bowl. Restrain her and force her to drink it."

"Yes."

Ye Luan gritted her teeth, looking at the three experienced maids who came in.

Damn it.

Shameless, crazy bastard.

"You want to force me?"

Her resentful gaze caused Xiao Chi Zhan's heart to ache fiercely. He ignored his discomfort, leaned down, caressed her face, and his voice was exceedingly gentle.

"Be good, obey."

Ye Luan was so enraged that she lost her reason. She gathered all her strength and slapped him across the face.

The force of the blow turned Xiao Chi Zhan's head to the side.

The servants and maids looked at the scene in shock, immediately prostrating themselves on the ground, trembling.

A terrifying and chilling aura spread through the surroundings.

Ye Luan's back grew cold, and she clutched the bedding tightly, her slender jade hands unnaturally pale.

Those excessively alluring red eyes slowly turned, looking at her coldly. The gathering storm seemed poised to devour her.

Inside the room, there was a deathly silence.

Xiao Chi Zhan touched his stinging cheek and suddenly smiled.

He reached out and let down the red bed curtains, obscuring the figure within, his voice cold and indifferent.

"Long San, drag them out and have them beaten to death."

The maids and wet nurses kneeling on the ground were terrified, but they did not dare to beg for mercy, their faces ashen.

Ye Luan's eyes widened. Through the layers of pearl curtains, she saw the guards swarming in, her expression one of shock.

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Chi Zhan's gaze was chilling and terrifying. "They saw what they shouldn't have seen. They deserve to die."

The people were quickly dragged out.

The inner chamber returned to silence.

Ye Luan lowered her head, clenched her fists, and took a deep breath.

She lifted the curtains, picked up the red robe from the floor, put it on, got out of bed, and her eyes were cold. "What must I do for you to let them go?"

Xiao Chi Zhan gently pulled her into his arms. He looked down at her, a malicious smile in his eyes.

"My darling, I can't bear to harm you, but someone needs to pay the price for your actions."

A chill surged from her feet to her head, and a cramping pain seized her heart.

"Are you telling me that if I make a mistake, innocent people will die for me?!"

He said nothing, leaning down to kiss her neck.

Ye Luan pushed him away in anger. "Do you want me to live in guilt and pain forever?"

He gripped her waist tightly, and his warning voice echoed in her ear.

"You are being too presumptuous right now."

"Presumptuous?!"

Ye Luan sneered inwardly, but remembering those who were dragged away, she softened her tone and tugged at his sleeve. "I was wrong."

She knew that his anger had not subsided from her escape. He had been suppressing it, venting it last night, and deliberately tormenting her all night.

But her temper was stubborn, and she kept going against him.

This made him even more furious, hence his methods becoming increasingly obsessive.

Xiao Chi Zhan looked at her indifferently, letting her pull him.

She was always like this, putting on a show whenever she needed something from him.

"Brother Chi Zhan, please let them go. I will stay here obediently."

Ye Luan stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips.

Xiao Chi Zhan lifted her by the waist, closed his eyes, and savored it.

The room filled with an amorous and ambiguous atmosphere.

Ye Luan felt her neck growing increasingly tired, so she had to press her body tightly against him, using his strength to support herself.

"Can you do it or not?"

Xiao Chi Zhan rarely saw her act so coquettishly. His eyes darkened, and he scooped her up, carrying her horizontally and tossing her onto the bed.

Ye Luan gritted her teeth inwardly, but her face wore a faint smile. She used her feet to tease his waist, igniting a fire within him.

Xiao Chi Zhan was annoyed that she made him break his rules time and time again.

He grabbed her cheek, his voice slow and icy.

"Stop pretending. Someone has to pay a painful price for your stupidity." He paused, then grinned. "You'd better listen obediently, or I can't guarantee what else I might do."

Threat.

He was threatening her again.

Ye Luan was so enraged that she was losing her mind. She couldn't be bothered to pretend anymore. She kicked him hard in the abdomen, slammed him down beneath her, and punched him repeatedly.

"I'll curse your eighteen generations of ancestors, you crazy lunatic, you're deliberately tormenting meβ€”"