Engagement Annulled? Now The Husbands Kneel and Beg for Her Favor

Ye Linyuan’s kiss was forceful and relentless, as if he intended to devour her soft lips whole.

The girl in his arms whimpered, her eyelashes trembling. She couldn’t help but raise her hands to push against his shoulders, but her wrists were caught by his long, slender fingers and pinned in front of her.

Her long, thick lashes trembled ceaselessly, like a butterfly’s wings beaten down by the rain.

’That bastard!’

Qin Muye’s pupils contracted, a storm brewing in his gray-blue eyes.

Unable to bear it a moment longer, the Prince rolled up his sleeves and charged toward the flyer!

However, when he was just a few steps away from the flyer, Ye Linyuan suddenly raised the window and said to the driver, "Go."

Before the window was fully raised, Qin Muye saw Ye Linyuan raise an eyebrow at him, his gaze extremely provocative.

Then he turned his head and went back to devouring the girl’s lips.

Qin Muye was so furious he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the strain.

He cursed under his breath.

The last shred of reason in his mind fought against his anger, forcing him to calm down.

’Jiang Qingli is just my partnered female master, not my real wife. In three years, at most, we’ll go our separate ways. So what if she’s kissing some vile, rotten snake from a stinking gutter? What the hell does that have to do with a noble and elegant Prince like me?!’

’Going home!’

As Qin Muye thought this, the anger on his face gradually subsided.

He calmly took a few steps back.

But on the fifth step, Qin Muye suddenly swore.

He whipped around, rushed into his own flyer, and slammed the accelerator to the floor, chasing after the direction Ye Linyuan had gone!

GODDAMMIT!!!

’Jiang Qingli is my female master in name! What does it look like for her to be hanging around a damp, ugly freak all day!’

’If anyone finds out, they’ll think Qin Muye’s female master has terrible taste!’

Having found the perfect excuse, Qin Muye puffed out his chest and straightened his back, looking for all the world like a general heading off to war.

Jiang Qingli had to attend a senior’s banquet tonight, so she would definitely need to go back and change into a gown first.

Instead of chasing from behind, Qin Muye took a shortcut and stopped his flyer in a hidden spot nearby.

’The moment Ye Linyuan’s flyer shows up, I’ll ram it!’

-

After being kissed for twenty minutes, during a "halftime break," a gift box was pressed into Jiang Qingli’s hands.

"What’s this?" Jiang Qingli asked. "Medicine for your injuries?"

"No." Ye Linyuan stared at her profile, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he spoke in a hoarse voice. "A gown."

"You even brought my gown for me?" Jiang Qingli looked at the box in her hands, a little surprised. "Thank you."

She tried to open the box to see which gown it was, but Ye Linyuan grabbed her wrist.

"My tail... may I?" Ye Linyuan asked haltingly, his breathing ragged.

"Since when did you learn to be so polite?" Jiang Qingli asked.

’Didn’t you always just let it out and wrap it around my waist before?’

"You are my female master," was all Ye Linyuan said.

He set the gift box aside and pressed down on her again.

His snake tail coiled around the girl, slithering under the hem of her clothes.

Squeezing, gently caressing.

The back seat was spacious, but Jiang Qingli felt as if the space was closing in, making it hard to breathe.

Her fingers unconsciously touched his chest. As they traced a path down his cool skin, she felt a patch of wetness.

Jiang Qingli’s eyes flew open to find her fingers stained crimson.

Her eyes widened in shock. She pushed away Ye Linyuan, who was still trying to lean in, and asked with a frown, "You’re bleeding?"

"Injuries caused by a Superpower are infused with spiritual power; it hasn’t healed completely yet," Ye Linyuan said. "Don’t worry about it."

Not realizing his injuries were so severe, Jiang Qingli slapped his hands away, refusing to kiss him any longer.

Jiang Qingli pushed him down onto the back seat. Ye Linyuan was somewhat uncooperative during the process, his snake tail twitching, reluctant to let her touch him.

"Weren’t you the one who wanted me to heal you?" Jiang Qingli said, displeased. "And now you won’t cooperate? This makes me think you’re just playing hard to get."

Ye Linyuan: "..."

He started to say something, but the next second, Jiang Qingli sat directly on his snake tail, braced a hand beside him, and fiercely commanded, "Don’t move!"

Ye Linyuan’s body instantly went rigid.

Feeling the girl’s unique warmth, the cold-blooded serpent’s breath hitched. He tilted his head back, his pale Adam’s apple bobbing.

His breathing was a complete mess.

It took extreme restraint not to lose control.

Jiang Qingli couldn’t be bothered with his strange reaction.

She yanked open his collar to check his condition.

Back in the shop, Jiang Qingli had only caught a blurry glimpse of the situation.

Now that she got a clear look, Jiang Qingli gasped.

The original novel mentioned that the great villain, Ye Linyuan, was a savage who ate raw flesh and drank blood. He had strong self-healing abilities, so he never bothered much with his injuries.

Jiang Qingli had thought "not bothering much" just meant he didn’t use medicine.

Who knew that Ye Linyuan... truly had no regard for his own body whatsoever.

The bandages were wrapped haphazardly, and blood had soaked through nearly all of them.

Just looking at it made her feel a phantom pain in her own waist.

It hadn’t been obvious because his shirt was black.

Jiang Qingli was a little worried. "You’re not going to die, are you?"

"No," Ye Linyuan answered in a hoarse voice, leaning against the seat back.

"How about I just heal you then..." Jiang Qingli said, her brow furrowed in concern. "I’m worried you might die."

’But I just promised Lin Xiyue I’d go to the banquet with her...’

She had finally made a friend, and she cherished that.

But she couldn’t just stand by and watch someone die in front of her, either.

"My corruption level hasn’t increased, so it doesn’t have to be that complicated," Ye Linyuan said. "There’s a simpler way."

"What way?"

Ye Linyuan’s golden, slitted pupils stared at her, a fierce, greedy desire flashing in their depths.

He licked his lips and said, "Intimate contact."

"Come here. Touch me. Kiss me."

They kissed again.

Only this time, it was Jiang Qingli who took the initiative.

The girl carefully braced her hands on the male Beastman’s shoulders, tilted her head, and gently touched his lips with hers.

She seemed completely inexperienced with kissing, only knowing how to gently press her lips against his.

Ye Linyuan grew impatient after only a few moments, rolling over to trap her in his arms and teach her with his actions.

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Qingli gasped for air. "How much longer?"

"Another half hour," Ye Linyuan said, his voice deep and rough.

"...You’re not tricking me, are you?" Jiang Qingli was suspicious.

"You can check for yourself."

Wasting no more words, Ye Linyuan pulled her hand downward.

Afraid of touching a bloody wound, Jiang Qingli kept trying to pull her hand back. In the end, she chose to kiss him instead.

After what felt like an eternity, Ye Linyuan finally let go.

Jiang Qingli was nearly out of strength. She let out a long sigh of relief. "It’s finally done. Let me see your wound!"

She was eager to see the results of her "healing process" and carefully reached out to pull at his bandages.

Ye Linyuan didn’t resist, simply lying there and letting her do as she pleased.

His snake tail wrapped around her ankle, tightening and loosening in small increments when she wasn’t paying attention.

It was like a rehearsal for a childish game of predator and prey.

The bandages came off, revealing the young man’s well-defined abs.

His skin was still stained with blood, but several pale pink, newly-healed scars were now visible.

Ye Linyuan hadn’t been lying; his injuries had indeed been severe.

These scars were from life-threatening blows. One, in particular, stretched from his side clear across his abdomen; any deeper and it would have severed his intestines.

"You have a lot of enemies," Jiang Qingli said, lightly touching the scar. "They won’t come after me too, will they? Can this spiritual power heal me?"

Ye Linyuan stared at her slender, pale fingers for a few seconds before seeming to register her words. "They won’t hurt you."

"How do you know?" Jiang Qingli asked. "What if they do?"

"They won’t."

’In fact, that hypothesis was fundamentally impossible.’

’The assassins came from the Ninth District Military Zone.’

’The one who gave the order was Jiang Youchen.’

Ye Linyuan picked up a lock of the girl’s hair, twirling it around his fingertip as he mused—

’If Jiang Youchen knew that the man he’d painstakingly plotted to kill was right now, because of the very wounds he’d inflicted, being pinned down and felt up by Jiang Qingli, would he go insane with rage?’

Ye Linyuan raised an eyebrow, a flash of amusement in his eyes.

But more than the possibility of being assassinated, Jiang Qingli was concerned about whether her spiritual power could heal herself.

She hadn’t been ranked yet, so she couldn’t take the relevant courses. Thus, she could only ask Ye Linyuan.

Just as she was about to speak, someone tapped on the glass window.

Jiang Qingli looked up, and when she saw the handsome face leaning close, her eyes widened—

"Bai—Baili Jing?!"