How to Win My Heart
A single sentence pierced Yun Xueyan’s heart deeply. All she wanted was to protect Yun Qixiao’s reputation, but in Duan Nanyu’s eyes, it was interpreted in another way entirely.
It was nothing more than an unintentional mistake…
“Let me tell you, you haven’t left the Prince Xiao’s residence, so you’re not qualified to think about another man! Do you think I’ll grant your wish?” Duan Nanyu sneered, winding his fingers through Yun Xueyan’s black hair and pulling it tight in his grasp.
“If you’re feeling lonely, you could have told me. I won’t deny you in that regard.”
His cold words stabbed into Yun Xueyan’s heart, and she could only swallow them quietly. Even if she was wounded all over, she had to lick her wounds alone.
Her scalp tingled from the pain, but she had no strength to fight back or resist. Even begging for mercy was beyond her.
Lying on the ground, the chill seeped through her body, making it hard for her to hold on. Her illness was not yet healed, and she was exhausted.
Seeing Yun Xueyan’s silence only fueled Duan Nanyu’s anger.
She was always causing him trouble. Just this morning, after the court session, Yun Qixiao stopped him, demanding to see Yun Xueyan. The longing in Yun Qixiao’s eyes was nothing like a brother’s concern for his sister.
He saw it, and fury flared within him, making him despise Yun Xueyan even more.
“Yun Xueyan, let me tell you, don’t think you can be proud just because you have a man supporting you! You’re nothing but a servant of the Prince Xiao’s residence. To put it kindly, you’re a maid brought in as dowry; to be blunt, you’re nothing but a favored slave! If I want you, I’ll have you; if I don’t, I can toss you aside at any moment!”
There was no trace of kindness in Duan Nanyu’s words, only chilling cruelty.
Clenching her fists tightly, Yun Xueyan kept reminding herself that everything Duan Nanyu said was true, not a word out of place. Yet… she simply couldn’t accept such heartbreaking disdain.
She never hoped for a bright future, nor did she ever dream of rising above her station and becoming a phoenix. She understood all these things, but hearing them spoken aloud, she simply couldn’t accept it…
How much was she deceiving herself?
Releasing the lock of black hair, Duan Nanyu continued, “Don’t let me find out you have any illicit dealings with Yun Qixiao! The thought disgusts me! Wretch!”
Her whole body trembled, Yun Xueyan desperately sought something to cling to, but found nothing…
With her head bowed, her voice was calm yet unwavering. “Your Highness, however you wish to insult me, I will endure it. But please, I beg you, do not insult my brother…”
“Beg me? What makes you think you’re qualified to beg me? Your body?”
Her pale plea shattered in the wake of Duan Nanyu’s words, dissolving into dust like winter’s frost, vanishing completely…
Seeing Yun Xueyan fall silent again, Duan Nanyu seized her from the floor and flung her onto the bed. After a muffled thud, he was already looming over her.
The sound of fabric tearing split the trembling body, fear surging like a dark tide, drowning her in depths unfathomable…
“Your Highness, please don’t… not today…” Her low, hoarse voice pleaded, but it met with no compassion.
She was truly exhausted, her body barely able to endure…
“Please… let me go… please, Your Highness…” she shook her head helplessly, terror filling her eyes. “Please… please…”
Curling herself up tightly, she wrapped her arms around her shoulders, trying to protect herself.