Fear

The weather tonight was exceptionally gloomy, the sparse spring rain gradually intensifying. Occasional spring thunders scattered amongst it, making the already oppressive air even more stifling.

In a desolate courtyard on the outskirts, dozens of black-clad, masked figures armed with large blades patrolled warily.

Inside the house, Lin Huijin huddled fearfully behind two guards. Under the candlelight, her stunningly beautiful face was like a crescent moon overlaid with fresh snow on a flower tree. However, her eyes, which should have been filled with vitality, were vacant, devoid of any luster. Combined with her timid and fearful demeanor, her beauty was significantly marred, making her look like a beautiful shell without a soul.

"Khan, are you satisfied?" A low, lecherous voice emanated from a man with handsome features.

At the sound of his voice, Lin Huijin's vacant eyes immediately turned towards him. She crossed her hands over her chest and stammered fearfully, "Prince...Prince, Jin...Jin is scared."

"To sacrifice even his own wife for the greater good, the Prince's sincerity is quite clear. Naturally, I will accept," the robust man sitting opposite the handsome man replied, stroking his bearded face. He looked unreservedly at Lin Huijin, who was hiding behind the two guards.

"I should also mention, Khan, that the princess is still a virgin. Once you sign this alliance agreement, her first time will be yours," Nangong Xuan said, his slender, phoenix-like eyes sneeringly gazing at Lin Huijin, seemingly oblivious to the fear in her eyes.

A foolish woman with a tarnished reputation was of no use to him. Since her honor was already lost, why not leverage her beauty to gain something beneficial?

Tak Khan quickly signed the agreement, and without hesitation, stepped forward and held the trembling Lin Huijin in his arms, "Ha ha ha... Little beauty, tonight, I will treat you well."

"Prince...save...save...save Jin..." Unable to move in Tak Khan's strong grasp, Lin Huijin could only look at Nangong Xuan with her vacant eyes, foolishly begging for help.

However, Nangong Xuan lowered his head, sipped his tea, and didn't even glance at Lin Huijin, "In three days, I will send someone to retrieve the princess."

Tak Khan, holding the struggling Lin Huijin, walked towards the door. Despite being foolish, Lin Huijin knew she belonged to the prince and shouldn't be held by another man. She scratched Tak Khan's face in her struggle.

Tak Khan, being a barbarian, slapped Lin Huijin hard on the face, causing her to almost faint from the pain. Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"Khan, the princess is a woman from the Central Plains, not used to your way of treating women. If you slap her like this, she will die," Nangong Xuan stood up and, with a smile, walked over and stopped Tak Khan.

Turning around, he tenderly wiped the blood from Lin Huijin's mouth, "Jin, be good. In three days, I will come to pick you up. By then, the peach blossoms in the peach garden will be in full bloom. I will take you there, alright?"