It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Le Yao struggled hard, her screams filled with despair: "Second Young Master, I am Le Yao, don't do this!"

The moonlight penetrated the window lattice and illuminated her young face, which was not yet of age. It was a heart that was drifting in the wind and rain of the Zheng Mansion, a heart that was both helpless and tenacious.

Ever since she was sold to the Zheng family by her cruel father as a debt repayment at a young age, Le Yao has been like a speck of dust, lost in this deep courtyard.

Zheng Chengyan, the second young master who usually ignored her, now regarded her as the object of venting his jealousy and unwillingness in the dream.

It was Le Yao, with her clear eyes, who inadvertently touched upon Zheng Chengyan's complex feelings towards Su Wanyu, making Le Yao an innocent outlet for his anger.

He grasped her slender wrist tightly, like a branch swaying in a storm, and mercilessly pressed her down on the cold bed, muttering: "Why should I let you go? You, Su Wanyu, as my wife, isn't it your duty to please me?"

After he finished speaking, Zheng Chengyan leaned down desperately and covered Le Yao's trembling lips.

Fear made Le Yao's whole body stiff. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't dare to let them fall because she knew that any resistance would bring more pain.

But her obedience not only failed to calm Zheng Chengyan's frenzy, but instead aroused even more out-of-control emotions.

His kiss became almost cruel, biting her lips until the air was filled with a mixture of despair and pain.

Le Yao's delicate body trembled with fear and she begged again: "Second Young Master, I am Le Yao, please wake up!"

At this time, Zheng Chengyan's eyes were bloodshot, and his sanity seemed to have completely fallen into the abyss of nightmare. The only thing in his eyes was the shadow that haunted him - Su Wanyu.

Suddenly, his fury subsided a little, and he hugged Le Yao tightly in his arms, with a strange tenderness in his tone: "Wanyu, come with me, I will treat you well. From now on, you are the only one in my world. You will become the unshakable heroine of the Zheng family, and no one will dare to bully you."

"Give me everything you have..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he placed a kiss between Le Yao's brows, which was like a sharp blade that cut through her skin and penetrated into her bones.

Le Yao's whole body was shaking violently, her face covered with tears. That night, the candle in Zheng Chengyan's room burned until dawn. It was not until the first ray of morning light pierced the night sky that Zheng Chengyan woke up as if from a dream and realized that the person in front of him was not the one he had in mind.

Looking at Le Yao trembling in his arms, Zheng Chengyan was struck by lightning. He pushed her away and scolded her in a disgraceful manner: "How dare you offend me!"

Le Yao, covered in wounds, knelt on the ground, her voice weak but firm: "Second Young Master, everything that happened last night was forced by you..."

Zheng Chengyan had a splitting headache and tried hard to recall the events of the previous night. When everything became clear, he stood up suddenly, threw his clothes to Le Yao, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Get lost! This matter must not be known to anyone, especially the Second Young Madam."

Le Yao curled up into a ball while holding her clothes. She kowtowed repeatedly with tears in her eyes and trembled as she agreed, "Yes... I understand..."

That night, a twisted and secret story was hidden in a corner of the Zheng Mansion. As the sun rose in the east, it quietly dissipated in the light of morning light, leaving behind endless silence and regret.

Then, she hurriedly pulled her clothes into place, each of her fingers trembling slightly, and staggered out of the sin-filled room. She was almost unable to support her weak body, and could only lean against the cold wall and stagger forward.

Every step she took felt like she was walking on the tip of a sharp knife. The pain spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body, but she gritted her teeth stubbornly, not letting out a single moan. She endured the double torture of her body and mind and escaped from this heartbreaking place of right and wrong.

At this moment, Zheng Chengyan sat alone in the middle of the dim room, anger and regret churning in his chest.

He slammed his fist on the bed. The place that was once full of laughter and joy was now only a mess and an unfillable emptiness deep in his heart.

Recalling every bit of the past, that brief joy was like a bubble, which quickly burst in the cruel reality, leaving only silence in the room and infinite desolation in the heart.

Le Yao returned to her simple hut. Her crying was intermittent along the way, like fallen leaves in autumn, drifting in the cold wind.

The female companion who lived with her noticed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to ask, "Le Yao, last night... was it the Second Young Master who did this to you..."

Le Yao quickly covered her female companion's mouth with her hand, with a flash of panic in her eyes: "It's okay, I just accidentally fell."

There was an imperceptible choke in her words.

The female companion patted Le Yao's back distressedly: "Silly girl, how could you hide such a thing? You should tell the Second Young Madam and let her do justice for us."

But Le Yao shook her head, tears falling like pearls from a broken string. Every decision she made was extremely heavy: "No, I don't want to be someone else's appendage. I want to save enough money to leave this place where I am imprisoned, go home, and start my life again."

Seeing this, the female companion could only persuade him softly: "But what will you do after you leave the house? Your reputation will be damaged, and it will be difficult to talk about marriage again. The Second Young Madam is a kind-hearted person. If you ask her for help, there may be a way out."

"Think about the concubine Xiang'er back then. Now she has become the second young lady's right-hand man, and her status is far higher than those concubines. The second young master has a fickle temperament. Once he succeeds, I'm afraid there will be no end. In the end, you may fall into an even more miserable situation, and that would be the real end of all hope!"

Le Yao's body couldn't help but shudder. Fear was like the biting cold wind in winter, penetrating her thin clothes. Her last bit of courage to cry was frozen in the despair of this moment.

In the deep courtyard, the woman's fate seems to have been firmly tied by invisible shackles. When she is young, she lives for her father's expectations, and when she grows up, she becomes her husband's shadow.

Even those who served as maids in prominent families were ultimately just victims in the game of power.

They dare not have too many fantasies, and their only small wish is to find a little breathing space and survive in such a cold and ruthless world.

Le Yao bit her lower lip tightly, and in the pain she felt an unprecedented determination. She decided to take this step that would change her fate and go find the Second Young Lady who might be able to bring her a glimmer of hope.

In the sunny courtyard, the green bamboos swayed gently and the breeze blew, bringing an imperceptible tense atmosphere.

Although Le Yao has not arrived yet, Second Young Madam Su Wanyu has already known everything through her carefully woven information network.

On the other side of the courtyard, Yun Yi's scissors were flying up and down among the branches. Every click sounded like a silent protest against this unfair world.

"Not long ago, the second young master swore that he only loved you, young lady, but in the blink of an eye, he has a new love."

Her tone was a mixture of anger and unspeakable sadness.