Chapter 61: You Must Live On

Zhang Meng stayed in the tower for seven days, with Ying accompanying her the whole time, trying everything to make her smile.

But Zhang Meng kept a cold face every day, closing her eyes and refusing to look at him.

She had always treated Ying well, regarding him as her own younger brother, but never expected Ying would disregard her wishes and lock her in a high tower.

What was even more unacceptable to her was that Ying would immobilize her body, rendering her unable to move, and then kiss her.

The current Ying had completely changed, no longer resembling a god at all, but rather like a demon.

This version of him reminded Zhang Meng of when she first met him, dressed all in black, exuding a surge of dark energy, desperately cursing her to love but never obtain for all eternity.

Ying’s delicate thin lips had turned purple-black, his beautiful red eyes staring intently at Zhang Meng: “Why aren’t you happy? Why won’t you smile at me?”

Zhang Meng turned her face away, ignoring him. Ying laughed coldly: “You’re still thinking of him, aren’t you? Do you love him that much?”

Seeing no reaction from Zhang Meng, he suddenly fiercely kissed her lips: “I love you so much, so why don’t you love me?!”

“Ying!” Zhang Meng desperately avoided his lips, her eyes full of anger, “Why should I love you?! You’re not even a thousandth as good as him!”

Ying’s pupils constricted, a surge of demonic energy erupting from his body, his smooth white hair flying wildly in the air.

Zhang Meng could barely open her eyes from the demonic energy, but her mouth kept speaking: “Ying, let me go back quickly. Even if I die by his hand, I’d rather that than be locked up here by you.”

“You may imprison my body, but you can never imprison my heart. Ying, don’t make me hate you.”

The demonic energy from Ying’s body slowly spread throughout the tower. His slender body rapidly mutated into a huge black beast, howling in despair.

Because Ying had placed a barrier on Zhang Meng, blocking most of the demonic power erupting from his body, otherwise she would have long been corroded to death by the demonic energy from Ying’s body.

A drop of blood-tear slid from Ying’s beast eye. He let out a long howl, leapt up, broke through the high tower, and disappeared.

With the tower breached, Zhang Meng quickly woke up in the real world.

She sat up abruptly, looking around to find herself in her own room, the iron chains on her hands and feet gone.

She had finally left that place. This should have been a joyous thing, but her heart suddenly felt some pain. For some reason, now that Ying had let her go, she felt that something bad would happen to Ying.

By now it was dark, and oil lamps were lit in the room. She got out of bed and walked to the desk, picking up a scroll and slowly unrolling it.

Ying’s exquisitely beautiful features gradually appeared as the scroll unfurled.

Her hand suddenly clenched, crumpling the painting into a ball and throwing it to the ground.

The door suddenly opened from outside, and Xu Lu Cha walked in.

Seeing Zhang Meng awake, he put down the basin of water in his hand and quickly walked over to embrace Zhang Meng.

“Why did you sleep so long today? I was very worried about you.”

The familiar fresh scent surrounding Xu Lu Cha made Zhang Meng’s tense body relax at once, and she reached out to tightly hug his waist.

“Lu Cha. I missed you so much.” Her nose felt a bit sour; she had thought she would never see him again.

Zhang Meng’s sudden confession made Xu Lu Cha very happy. He kissed the back of Zhang Meng’s neck, passionately confessing: “I missed you tremendously too.”

If it weren’t for having to curry favor with those people above, he wouldn’t spend all day competing with those stinking women. He was disgusted even to look at them for an extra moment.

“Lu Cha.” Zhang Meng slightly loosened her grip on Xu Lu Cha’s waist. She affectionately kissed the corner of Xu Lu Cha’s lips and said softly: “Don’t go out these next few days. Stay at home with me, alright?”

Even though she was unwilling to believe Ying’s words, unwilling to believe that Xu Lu Cha would kill her, she had a premonition that she might really lose her life.

During those seven days in the tower, facing Ying day after day, she could feel Ying’s life slipping away. She had formed a divine contract with Ying; if Ying died, she wouldn’t be able to live either.

She wasn’t a saint; she was afraid of death too. She couldn’t bear to part with her friends, with Yang Qing, and most of all, with Xu Lu Cha.

Zhang Meng’s request was very tempting to Xu Lu Cha. He especially liked sticking close to Zhang Meng, and these past few days of not being able to accompany Zhang Meng felt like years to him. But he still hadn’t found a way to restrain Chen Yue. He couldn’t satisfy his own selfish desires and put Zhang Meng in danger.

Feeling somewhat troubled for a moment, he kissed Zhang Meng’s lips: “Zhang Meng, can you wait for me a few more days? I’ll just be busy for a few more days, and then I can be with you every day.”

Then he would dance seductively for Zhang Meng every day, be intimate with her every day, make desserts for her every day.

Zhang Meng dejectedly lowered her eyes.

She wasn’t sure yet if she was really in mortal danger. If it was just for her own little worry, forcing Xu Lu Cha to come back and accompany her, that indeed wouldn’t be right.

“Mm, Lu Cha, I’ll do as you say.”

Xu Lu Cha sensed something was off about Zhang Meng’s mood. He cupped Zhang Meng’s face, looking at her earnestly: “Zhang Meng, what’s wrong?”

Zhang Meng forced a smile: “It’s nothing, maybe I slept too long and feel a bit dizzy.”

Hearing this, Xu Lu Cha hurriedly led Zhang Meng to the bed, having her sit down while he stood beside her, raising his slender fingers to press Zhang Meng’s temples.

Xu Lu Cha’s pressure was neither too light nor too heavy, pressing on the acupoints, very comfortable. Zhang Meng’s mood improved a bit: “Thank you, Lu Cha.”

Xu Lu Cha’s beautiful face was gentle and enchanting, his beautiful eyes looking tenderly at Zhang Meng: “These past few days, I’ve felt very happy. Although I’ve told you countless times, I still want to tell you, marrying you is the luckiest thing in my life.”

He knew he was selfish and ruthless. Even Xu Hong who had raised him for over a decade, he could use without any hesitation. Outside he put on a weak, gentle, and harmless appearance to everyone, but those who knew him would know how ruthless his heart was.

For someone as ruthless and selfish as him to fall in love so recklessly with someone, even he found it unbelievable.

But he just loved her, like a moth to a flame, madly. He thought, in his past life he must have deeply loved Zhang Meng too, so that he, innately cold-hearted, could be cruel to everyone else yet devote all his tenderness to Zhang Meng.

Xu Lu Cha’s passionate confession made Zhang Meng’s heart ache a little. After he massaged Zhang Meng for a while, Zhang Meng suddenly gripped his fingers and looked up at him: “Lu Cha, can you promise me one thing?”

“What is it?” Xu Lu Cha crouched down, looking into her eyes.

Zhang Meng caressed his exquisitely beautiful face, speaking in a complex tone: “If I die, you must live on well. You must live on happily.”

Xu Lu Cha’s face darkened slightly: “Zhang Meng, I’ve told you before, if you die, I definitely won’t live alone in this world.”

Moreover, whoever dares to harm Zhang Meng, he would surely make them die a horrible death. He would protect Zhang Meng well, letting her live to a ripe old age.

“Zhang Meng, why are you saying these things again?”

Could it be that Zhang Meng knew about the Ming Prince’s matter? Did she know she was a descendant of the Ming Prince?

Zhang Meng was angered by Xu Lu Cha’s resolute words, how could she pay attention to his question: “Xu Lu Cha, are you stupid? To follow someone, you’d even give up your life?”

Zhang Meng’s reaction was a bit too intense, Xu Lu Cha was slightly stunned.

“Lu Cha, promise me. You must live well.” She reached out to hug Xu Lu Cha, burying her head in the crook of his neck.

“Lu Cha, marrying you in this life is also the luckiest thing for me.”

Her eyes reddened a bit, Zhang Meng held back tears. Even though it was an unfounded matter, she cared so much, afraid that after she died, she would never see Xu Lu Cha again.

“Zhang Meng…” Although Zhang Meng’s successive confessions moved Xu Lu Cha to pieces, he still maintained a bit of clarity.

Zhang Meng’s emotions were not quite right.

Just as he was about to ask in detail, Zhang Meng let go of him, cupped his face, and kissed his lips.

Zhang Meng rarely took the initiative to kiss his lips, it was always him shamelessly asking for kisses, or secretly kissing her while she was asleep.

But now she was kissing him, his heart suddenly started racing wildly, beating so violently it felt like it would jump out of his chest. Too overjoyed and excited, the doubt in his mind that Zhang Meng seemed a bit strange tonight instantly vanished without a trace.

His whole body went soft, feeling like he was about to melt. He hugged Zhang Meng’s waist, pulling her down to the ground, letting Zhang Meng press against him.

Before he knew it, he had shed his own clothes again, spreading his long snow-white legs to tightly clamp Zhang Meng’s waist.

The swollen, hard lower body kept rubbing against Zhang Meng’s abdomen, wanting Zhang Meng to receive his signal that he wanted to be taken.

Fortunately, the first thing he did when he came back was to bathe, so now his whole body was fragrant.

Zhang Meng pressed down on his constantly rubbing waist and abdomen: “Don’t rub, I’m uncomfortable.”

The originally still sorrowful mood disappeared completely with Xu Lu Cha’s rubbing.

Xu Lu Cha’s body stiffened, and he stopped for a while, feeling a bit aggrieved.

Didn’t his wife-master have any desire? He was so beautiful, with such a good figure…

Zhang Meng didn’t know Xu Lu Cha was aggrieved. She lightly kissed his lips, then got off him.

Seeing that Zhang Meng seemed to have no intention of being intimate with him, Xu Lu Cha hurriedly pulled her back down, wrapping his legs around her waist, not letting her leave.

“Ahem, Lu Cha, the ground is cold, let’s go to the bed.”

Unable to move due to Xu Lu Cha’s entanglement, Zhang Meng could only speak helplessly.

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Xu Lu Cha froze for a moment, his beautiful eyes lit up, and he quickly released his legs and let go of Zhang Meng.

The thing between his legs was just standing there hard and erect under Zhang Meng’s gaze, even bouncing a bit. Although his lustful heart was still there, a man’s shyness made him blush and turn his face away, not daring to look at Zhang Meng as he stammered: “It’s all your fault for teasing me.”

His beautiful face was blushing enticingly, his long hair spread out on the ground like a waterfall. His porcelain-like skin gleamed faintly in the lamplight. He propped himself up with one hand, sitting up, his disheveled beautiful hair draped over his snow-white shoulders.

Zhang Meng was also very embarrassed, her beautiful face already flushed red. She took Xu Lu Cha’s hand and pulled him up from the ground.

Xu Lu Cha’s snow-white arms encircled Zhang Meng’s waist, his cold thin lips kissing Zhang Meng’s lips.

He thought, tonight he probably wouldn’t be able to sleep again from happiness.

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