My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

It's hot, so hot.

Wei Nanxun felt as if she were in a furnace, her pink tongue restlessly licking her dry lips. It was just a glass of wine, how could this be?

Until a pair of hands gently brushed across her forehead, and then delicately unbuttoned her clothes at her neck, causing her gossamer-like outer garment to fall open.

She felt a slight chill from those hands, but it didn't make her feel comfortable; instead, it made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Don't go, don't go!

Those hands ripped the sash around her waist again. She felt both ashamed and exhilarated; this person had come to save her.

Hot tears streamed down her face, and in a daze, she saw his face clearly.

Pei Yuyan.

Wei Nanxun woke up with a start, her eyes wide as she looked around helplessly. There was a rocking bed with a green gauze curtain, and no one was beside her. Her clothes were still on. Was it all just a dream?

But why did it feel so real, including the sensation of those cold fingertips brushing against her skin? It made her recall the times when the two of them made love.

Everyone says the Crown Prince is refined and composed, the most handsome young master in the capital. But no one knows that the Crown Prince is lustful and extremely fond of pleasure in bed, demanding not only many things but also a wide variety of sexual acts.

Even though she needed to rest for several days after each night's service to the emperor, she considered it a private pleasure between husband and wife. The crown prince liked her, and she reciprocated with admiration and joy, enduring the effort and shame to cooperate.

The Crown Prince doted on her even more, spending most of the month at her place. Even though people called her a vixen, a seductive concubine like Bao Si, and she endured scorn and humiliation, she was happy to accept it without complaint.

Even after she became pregnant, and concubines and beauties entered the palace one after another, she still comforted herself, saying that the Crown Prince was trying to consolidate his power and protect her and her child.

Later, when the child was lost, she felt not only sadness but also guilt. Even though she was heartbroken, she still comforted him.

It wasn't until her sister became pregnant and she was falsely accused of being poisoned by him that she realized how ridiculous she had been.

He was the crown prince, the future emperor. To him, she was nothing more than a master and a servant; it wasn't affection but rather a favor and charity.

Dreaming of her past life brought her a brief moment of clarity, but it also reminded her of her current situation.

She drank a cup of wine laced with some unknown substance and was helped inside by a palace maid to rest. The room was exquisitely decorated, and it was difficult to tell which side hall it was in. There was no one serving her at the moment, making it the perfect time to leave.

Just as Wei Nanxun was about to sit up, the dizziness returned.

She had never experienced this in her previous life and thought that Consort Xian would not use such despicable means, especially since it was in front of Wei Mingzhao. She had only drunk a cup of wine then, but who would have thought that it was that cup of wine that caused the problem.

Wei Nanxun bit her lower lip, looked around, and finally spotted the teapot on the table. She stumbled over, holding onto the bedpost.

The tea was cold, but she didn't care about her image and hurriedly tilted her head back to drink it. Water droplets spilled from the corners of her mouth, but it still couldn't relieve the restlessness in her heart.

Having lived in the Eastern Palace for many years in her previous life, she had some understanding of the methods women used to vie for the emperor's favor and could roughly guess that an aphrodisiac had been added to the wine.

This little bit of cold water can only bring her some clarity, it can't save her. She has to leave and find Wei Mingzhao.

Once Wei Nanxun understood this, she dragged her increasingly dizzy head toward the door, but just then, she heard footsteps outside.

"Your Highness, you have just drunk wine. Her Majesty is worried that you will get a headache if you go back now and catch a cold. She wants you to rest in the side hall for a while and go back after the wine has worn off."

"Where is my aunt?"

"The Empress is still talking to Miss Wei."

"I know, stand down."

Wei Nanxun's gradually fading consciousness was instantly restored upon hearing that familiar voice; no wonder they had given her the aphrodisiac...

She no longer had time to think about whether Pei Yuyan knew about the drugging or not; once he entered the room, everything would be out of control.

Even if Pei Yuyan is a gentleman and can refrain from doing anything to her, the mere fact that a man and a woman are alone together in a room will ruin her reputation. She will then repeat the mistakes of her past life and be doomed forever.

Moreover, he has never been a gentleman!

Wei Nanxun's arm, which was supporting her on the table, trembled uncontrollably. She had to leave; she absolutely had to leave.

She couldn't go out the door, or she would run into Pei Yuyan. She looked around and her gaze fell on the windowsill next to her, but in her current state, there was absolutely no way she could climb over the window.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, she gritted her teeth, her expression hardening, as if she had made a decision. She raised her hand, pulled out the jade hairpin from her hair, and stabbed it into her arm without hesitation.

The jade hairpin pierced the skin, and blood flowed out instantly.

When Pei Yuyan pushed open the door, he only smelled a faint, warm fragrance in the air. The person he had imagined was not there. His brows furrowed slightly. Could it be that he had guessed wrong and that his aunt did not mean it that way?

He looked at the empty room, and his temples suddenly throbbed. Although he had drunk the wine a little too quickly, it was only half a pot, which was definitely not enough to make him drunk.

His steps faltered slightly, and his mind began to feel heavy. In the midst of his blurred consciousness, he saw a slender figure walking briskly toward him.

The woman spoke softly and gently, stepping forward to help him up: "Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Pei Yuyan shook his dizzy head, and when he opened his eyes again, the face in front of him overlapped with the one in his mind—it was her.

He instinctively reached out and swept the woman in front of him up in his arms, then strode to the bedside and pressed himself against her.

The woman seemed about to struggle, but he covered her eyes with his large, burning hands and said in a hoarse, lustful voice, "Be good, trust me."

Then, the curtains fluttered, and the rocking bed creaked and swayed.

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It hurts, it hurts so much.

Wei Nanxun bit her lower lip tightly to keep herself from making a sound. The small, enclosed cabinet was stuffy and suffocating, and what she found even more unbearable was the restlessness in her body.

Her hands and legs were covered in cuts and bleeding, but this only brought her brief moments of consciousness, which was gradually losing its effectiveness.

What kind of medicine is this that has such a potent effect?

Just now, she climbed out of the window by sheer willpower and kept walking in one direction. Whether it was because Consort Xian deliberately sent everyone away or because she was lucky, she actually managed to escape by stumbling along the way.

She didn't know how far she had walked, but she heard orderly footsteps approaching, so she had no choice but to rush into the nearest garden.

The garden seemed somewhat secluded, and she didn't encounter any sweeping eunuchs. Relying entirely on her intuition, she vaguely made her way to an attic and hid in a cabinet on the second floor.

If she's lucky enough to survive, that's fine; if she doesn't, she'll never let anyone tarnish her reputation.

Let this be my final resting place.

As time passed, Wei Nanxun finally understood what it meant to be gnawed to the bone, the feeling of ants gnawing at his body.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and her hands moved uncontrollably over her body. Her clothes were restrictive and uncomfortable, so she pulled at them helplessly.

"Hot, so hot, water..."

Who will save her...

Just before Wei Nanxun completely lost consciousness, the cabinet door was opened from the outside. In her hazy state, she saw a tall figure. The tension she had been holding back snapped instantly, and her consciousness completely dissipated.

Her jade-like arms trembled slightly as she lunged straight at the man.