#Forbidden Love
#Conceived to Bear an Heir
#Taking Another Man's Wife
[A timid little widow in public, bold in bed x The patient younger brother-in-law who wants to steal his sister-in-law and claim a proper title]
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Xu Wanwei was sold by her parents to the Cui family for twenty taels of silver, to bring good fortune to Cui Chengzhang, the Cui family's eldest son.
Madam Cui made it clear that she had to leave an heir for Chengzhang before he died. Otherwise, she would be buried with him.
Xu Wanwei was terrified. She wanted to live, but Cui Chengzhang was already gravely ill and utterly incapable of performing in bed.
With nowhere else to turn, she sought out the person in charge of the Cui family, Cui Chengzhang's younger brother, Cui Qirong.
"Sister-in-law wants to leave my elder brother an heir?" Cui Qirong gazed intently at his timid, hesitant little sister-in-law sitting astride his lap.
A month later.
Cui Chengzhang died, and Xu Wanwei was pregnant.
Madam Cui was overjoyed. Xu Wanwei cautiously breathed a sigh of relief. It shouldn't matter that the child wasn't Cui Chengzhang's, should it?
The child would have the Cui surname either way.
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Everyone said that Cui's second son was over twenty-five and still unmarried, so he must have some kind of hidden affliction.
The others might not know the truth, but his widowed sister-in-law, who climbed into his bed every night, didn't even defend him.
One night in bed, Cui Qirong slammed into her with aggrieved force. "Sister-in-law, why won't you say a word for me?"
Xu Wanwei, her cheeks flushed, shook her head and murmured, "Our relationship is improper. It wouldn't be right for me to speak up for you."
Cui Qirong narrowed his eyes. Pressing his scorching chest against the woman's back, he said with wicked amusement, "Your children are mine, sister-in-law. How much more distance do we need to keep? A title may be just an empty thing, but I want one too."
The woman beneath him said nothing.
Cui Qirong's heart tightened. He placed both hands against her ribs and intensified his assault, determined to hear even a single word of agreement from her.
But all the woman could manage were a few whimpers, drawing him deeper into temptation.
Jealousy and envy rose in his eyes as he whispered into her ear, "My sickly elder brother may be dead, but at least he had a proper title. Am I really worth less than him?"
Theme: Love and peace
