After He Took Me by Force, He Was Still Unsatisfied

Lu Shenyang loves Su Yun, but he hates her even more.

She rescued him from the depths of misery, then coldly and mercilessly pushed him into the abyss.

She feigned affection to trick him into giving her information, leading to the deaths of his entire family.

And on that very day, she married someone else in a splendid wedding procession, wearing a phoenix crown and bridal robes.

After that day, the carefree young hell-raiser died. The man who survived was Lu Shenyang, a brutal, ruthless rebel who killed without batting an eye.

At Kaishan Temple, Lu Shenyang hid his identity and watched the couple before him with murderous eyes.

The woman was tall and strikingly beautiful. The man beside her fussed over her with tender care.

The man knelt devoutly on a prayer mat, silently murmuring something.

Lu Shenyang sneered. Kaishan Temple was famed for granting prayers for children.

What a pity. He had already given the man a potion to make him permanently infertile. He could pray to every god in existence, and it still wouldn't help.

On the third anniversary of Su Yun's wedding, the capital, Jing'an, fell. After the army entered the city, Lu Shenyang surrounded her with his men.

Caught trying to escape, Su Yun had no choice but to kneel respectfully. She caught sight of his gleaming armor and bloodstained weapon.

He brazenly used his sharp sword to lift her chin, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. "Lady Su, do you regret it?"

He wanted her to regret everything, to weep bitterly, to wish she were dead!

But when his wish came true, he was the one who regretted everything.

It turned out that all those years of love and hate had been nothing but resentment. Why hadn't she chosen him?

Possessive pursuit + rekindled love + the husband chasing his wife to the crematorium. The heroine is not a virgin; the hero is.

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Shu Mo is a lowly palace maid, but plenty of people secretly say she's lucky.

She was born on the same day as the Seventh Prince, Xie Xian, and won the favor of Consort Shu.

Xie Xian has a strange temper and dislikes the little attendant his mother sent him.

But after his mother was granted death by suicide, he and Shu Mo had only each other.

The once-cherished prince, once held high above everyone else, became someone anyone in the palace could bully.

Only she did everything she could to protect him and care for him.

He believed she devoted herself to him completely. They were childhood sweethearts.

Until she knelt respectfully on the ground and asked, "Your Majesty, may this servant leave the palace?"

Now that he held all the power, he no longer needed her.

The man seated on the throne approached her with a smile, step by step. That night, fierce winds and rain battered the palace. The bed curtains swayed, and the candle flames flickered.

Shu Mo was in pain and afraid. She went to great lengths to escape.

In the sealed room, the man's ominous gaze fixed on her. Shu Mo trembled all over with fear.

"I deliberately left the position of empress vacant for you." Xie Xian moved closer. "And you left me and ran away."

Shu Mo's eyes brimmed with tears. Terrified, she said, "Don't come any closer."

"Don't you want me anymore?" Xie Xian's tone changed. His eyes lowered, and he looked pitiful and aggrieved. "Didn't you swear it before my mother?"

Shu Mo's heart softened. She let the man pull her into his arms, never noticing the cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

One-on-one, happy ending

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