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

Wei Nanxun had never been in such pain. She finally understood what it meant to be at the mercy of others, as if she were being roasted on a fire.

This is far more painful than killing her outright.

Fortunately, she found something that could alleviate her pain. Like a traveler in the desert who finally saw water, or a landlubber who grabbed a life raft in a storm, she held the person tightly in her arms.

Even without doing anything, just holding her like this eased her discomfort a little.

Before she could recover, she was ruthlessly pulled away by a pair of large hands.

Wei Nanxun was already covered in injuries and her limbs were too weak to stand. With that pull, she was about to fall down.

But she had never been so attached to anything before. Her body’s survival instinct made her immediately wrap herself around it again, her arms clinging tightly to the tall body like vines.

The figure seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the large hand suddenly gripped her slender neck.

Wei Nanxun was already burning up from the medicine, and when she was pinched like this, her face and neck instantly turned bright red. Her head was tilted back, like a dying swan, her beauty broken amidst her tragic state.

She thought she had cried all her tears in her past life and that there was nothing worth crying about anymore, but now, hot tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes.

She opened her eyes groggily, and through her tear-filled eyes, she could vaguely see a tall figure in front of her. A wave of grievance, resentment, and pain washed over her.

She did nothing wrong; she was simply admiring flowers at home when she mistakenly met Pei Yuyan, fell in love with him, and ruined her life.

Having finally been given a second chance at life, she had no intention of seeking revenge on anyone; she only wanted to live a peaceful life and stay far away from those people and events. Why couldn't they just let her go?

She can't die; she doesn't want to die.

Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, but her will to live made her struggle. Her weak, burning hands pulled at the other hand with all her might. Her sleeves slipped down to her shoulders, revealing her arms covered in bloodstains.

"Please...please, I don't want to die..."

Her voice was filled with pain and despair, and it also had a heavy nasal tone, which made her sound like an innocent little girl who was wronged.

Just when Wei Nanxun thought she was going to die, the hand slowly loosened its grip. Having survived a near-death experience, she was pale and gasping for breath, her heaving chest rising and falling. Already feeling weak all over, she could barely stand.

Just as she was about to fall backward, the hand that had pushed her to the edge of the cliff caught her waist and pulled her back from the abyss.

She landed steadily in a strong embrace.

Her consciousness oscillated between haziness and clarity. She didn't know who the person in front of her was, but she knew he wasn't a bad person. He could have killed her as easily as crushing an ant, but he didn't. He could have directly taken away her innocence, but he didn't.

The medication suppressed her shame, making her bold and sensitive.

Wei Nanxun closed his eyes, tremblingly reached out and touched the man's Adam's apple, then cupped his cheeks in his hands.

"Please, save me, save me..."

The man didn't move; his chest was strong and firm, giving her a sense of security, and his refusal to refuse her gave her even more encouragement.

She pressed her burning cheeks against his neck, caressing it little by little upwards. She felt an unprecedented pleasure, yet it still wasn't enough. She wanted more, and more boldly pressed her lips against his.

The chin, cheeks, and lips were completely haphazard.

In a daze, she felt a pain in her thigh. Before she could figure out what was happening, she heard a low, hoarse murmur.

She tilted her head back, wanting to hear what he had to say, when a pair of hands tightly embraced her lower back, the force as if they wanted to crush her and embed her into their own body.

But she didn't feel pain, only comfort and relief.

"Hold me tighter, tighter..."

She felt a slight chill, but the chill quickly turned into a heatwave. It was no longer her who was burning up, but another fire that completely engulfed her and burned her to ashes.

-

Wei Nanxun was awakened by pain, a burning pain that spurred her to open her eyes.

She stared blankly at the bed curtains above her head, not realizing what was happening until a sharp pain in her arm jolted her back to reality.

She remembered now; she had been drugged by Consort Xian, and then desperately escaped, apparently being rescued by someone…

Wei Nanxun suddenly sat up and saw that she was lying on a large rocking bed with a thin brocade quilt covering her lower abdomen. She could make out some scraps of cloth that could be called clothes on the ground, which were the clothes she had worn today.

She froze, her gaze slowly drifting downwards.

With her outer garment removed, she was left wearing only a pale yellow undergarment. Her body had developed earlier than the other girls, and there were already noticeable curves. At this moment, the undergarment hung crookedly, unable to cover her completely.

You can see marks of varying depths on her snow-white skin.

She had been married in her previous life and had experienced all of Pei Yuyan's tricks. She knew best how much these high-ranking nobles hid in their hearts, so she was no stranger to this.

Upon seeing this, her heart sank.

But the memories vaguely surfaced in her mind. She knew the other person didn't do it on purpose, and even grabbed her neck to refuse. The feeling of being on the verge of life and death was indelible.

She took the initiative and pursued him relentlessly. Even if she lost her innocence, she couldn't blame the other party. The only ones to blame were Consort Xian and Pei Yuyan.

With a mixture of despair and resentment, she lifted the brocade quilt, expecting it to be her inevitable end, only to find that her dress was still on.

She stared in disbelief for a moment, then quickly began rummaging through the bedding.

There was no blood, really none!

And although her body felt a little sore and weak, it must be due to the effects of the medicine, and it was completely different from how she felt after serving the emperor in her previous life! Did she drink some kind of antidote?

Wei Nanxun couldn't think about any of this; she was overjoyed and wept tears of happiness. Not only had the other person saved her, but they hadn't taken advantage of her either. Regardless of the reason, this was the first person in both her lives who had extended a helping hand to her.

She was willing to repay him with her life.

But who could he be?

Could someone appearing in this inner palace be a guard, an imperial court official, or a member of the imperial family...?

And where is she now? A long time has passed since she escaped and fell into a coma. How can she get back? And how can her disappearance be explained?

Wei Nanxun looked up at the unfamiliar room. It was more like a study than a bedroom. There were many calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and several bookshelves on both sides. In front of her was a screen embroidered with towering mountains. The room was clean and tidy.

She was already unfamiliar with the inner palace, and now she was even more clueless about where she was.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from behind the screen: "Is the young lady awake? Then this servant will help you change your clothes."