I Used Pregnancy to Get the Young General of Li to Do My Bidding

[Both leads are devoted only to each other] [A sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, love-struck male lead VS a female lead bent on revenge]

The Mu residence was destroyed overnight. The entire family died unjustly, their bodies not yet cold.

To avenge them, Mu Xianning assumed the name Lu Xianning and willingly entered the Song household as a woman meant to bear an heir.

She thought that night would be the end.

But fate had other plans: Song Yanfeng survived.

Song Yanfeng watched Lu Xianning, who had schemed her way into staying, with cold eyes, his gaze as dark as a wintry pool. He never kept anyone with ulterior motives in his service.

Only after she truly walked away did Song Yanfeng realize, too late, that he had gone mad for her.

He watched helplessly as, just days after leaving the Song residence, she laughed and chatted with the young master of the Yang family.

Without a moment's hesitation, he led men himself and dragged her back by force.

By flickering candlelight, he closed in on her step by step. “Didn't you want to stay in the Song household? Fine, I'll grant your wish. I'll take you as my concubine.”

With a mere line on a marriage contract, she became the Song household's secondary madam.

But Mu Xianning's heart had never belonged within these high walls and secluded courtyards.

She was the last surviving daughter of the Mu family of Jiang, burdened with her family's wrongful conviction. Sooner or later, she had to return, set things right, and clear her family's name before the world.

She should cut ties, let go, and put an end to it all.

But when her fingertips brushed her belly, her heart softened at last.

Pregnant, she fled.

Closer, closer still.

The city gate was right before her.

Then that unforgettable voice sounded behind her. “Lu Xianning!”

She was dragged back against her will, falling into the cage once more.

Song Yanfeng stared at her, after she had left him again and again, his voice trembling. “Do you want to leave me that badly?”

Mu Xianning wrenched herself from his grasp and replied coldly, with finality, “Don't touch me. You should have known from the start that I would leave.”

Those words shattered Song Yanfeng's reason completely. He seized the back of her head and kissed her wildly, then rasped in her ear, “You won't get away. I'll lock you up and keep you here for the rest of your life.”