(Chapter 229 merged with this Chapter)
Han Yiyao didn’t know what love was, but it definitely wasn’t fear or awe.
Fear breeds servility, and beneath awe there might be loyalty. If she married Ying Cheng’en with such thoughts, she would only lose herself and become a walking corpse!
Moreover, she had a big problem; any man who touched her would die, so she wouldn’t even make it to that day! Therefore, she had never considered anything else and was subconsciously resistant to the marriage with Ying Cheng’en.
Yet at this very moment, she was distracted by these thoughts!
By comparison, although Zhou Heng was a big lecher, other than being lecherous, he seemed to have no other bad habits. Plus, this guy was crafty with his lechery, always targeting her alone, not chasing other women like a dog in heat.
Should she actually feel proud of this?
Han Yiyao, oh Han Yiyao, what are you thinking of at a time !
She thought to herself, but the torrent of thoughts just wouldn’t stop.
Compared to Ying Cheng’en, Zhou Heng’s realm was indeed a bit lower, a level below her! But speaking of potential, even Ying Cheng’en would have to admit defeat, and besides, realm doesn’t represent strength. Could she defeat Zhou Heng?
Why did his violations not arouse intense anger in her, but only the worry of losing her virtue?
Had she, fallen for this man?
Han Yiyao herself was unsure. She watched Zhou Heng with her enchanting, doe-like eyes. This man was tough, decisive, and possessed an awe-inspiring will. Setting aside his lecherous flaw, he was definitely a true hero, an iron warrior!
But this guy was also lecherous only toward her. Could it be because he liked her?
If it was affection, then it wouldn’t be called lechery anymore, but rather... an unconventional way of pursuing his lover!
People are so strange!
When you dislike someone, no matter how considerate they are, you always think negatively, suspecting they have ulterior motives. But if you like someone, no matter what they do, it feels joyful, thoughtful.
The same phrase "Let’s go to bed," spoken by someone you like and someone you don’t results in completely different outcomes.
As Han Yiyao started to rationalize Zhou Heng’s image, she suddenly felt that he might not be so despicable after all. He had even saved her life several times; it wouldn’t be excessive for her to offer herself to him in return.
It was she, instead, who always treated Zhou Heng harshly. Thinking about it now, she felt her face burning with shame!
Gasp, she couldn’t undress any further!
She snapped back to her senses, realizing she was nearly stripped bare!
Zhou Heng was like an arrow on a drawn bow, unable to hold back!
"Don’t!" Han Yiyao quickly pushed against Zhou Heng. Her pretty face was suffused with a bright and charming blush, and she exhaled fragrantly, saying, "If you touch me, I’ll die!"
Zhou Heng was first angered, thinking she was coercing him with threats of death—a man aroused isn’t the brightest. But soon he grasped the meaning of her words and asked, "Are you sick?"
This wasn’t an insult, although he was indeed annoyed.
"...Sort of," Han Yiyao nodded, looking at Zhou Heng with a pleading expression, pitifully endearing.
Zhou Heng gritted his teeth. It was easy to draw the bow but hard to put the taut arrow back. He kissed her fiercely on the lips, saying, "Is this why you have never left your boudoir?"
"Yes!" Han Yiyao didn’t deny it. She had come to seek the Peerless Magical Instrument to gain enough power to control her own destiny.
Zhou Heng finally restrained his anger but didn’t let go of Han Yiyao, and since she felt "guilty" inside, she didn’t push him away either, allowing Zhou Heng to hold her wonderful body.
Han Yiyao had great worries. As someone else’s fiancée, she had fallen into another man’s arms!
Such deep guilt, yet she felt an indulgent thrill, a sense of unrestrained release!
In the Han Family, although she was a highly regarded genius, to climb the ranks with the Ying Family, her family unhesitatingly offered her in marriage, completely ignoring her objections!
How could anyone be dissatisfied with marrying Ying Cheng’en?
A genius in martial arts, and incredibly handsome, countless women would willingly offer themselves to him. She was Han Family’s genius, true, and one of the three great beauties of the Imperial Capital, but still out of her league next to Ying Cheng’en!
In anyone else’s eyes, she would be too delighted to land such a marriage match, ought to cherish it immensely, and oppose it?
It was this suppression that led to her sudden indulgence. Having been in close company with Zhou Heng for nearly two months, she had seen many admirable traits in him. To a woman, Zhou Heng was also worth admiring.
She couldn’t even be sure whether she was indulging herself in retaliation against Ying Cheng’en or if her heart had already been captured by Zhou Heng, prompting her to shamelessly do something so "vulgar."
After holding her for a while, Zhou Heng’s anger had largely subsided. He ordered, "You all get out!"
His voice boomed like thunder, immediately startling the two women who were dallying. They quickly grabbed their clothes and fled the room, exposed but not minding, as it was part of their job.
Zhou Heng waved his hand, and Spiritual Power closed the door. He leaned close to Han Yiyao’s ear and said, "I’ll take you to a place, absolutely do not resist!"
Han Yiyao jumped, "Put on your clothes first!" she quickly cried out.