Yinge stood in front of the wall of books, but she didn't know how to start. Who told her that it was a study room? It was obviously a library. She looked at Yaweni in panic, "What should I read?"

  Yaweni looked at Yinge with amusement, "You really take your father's words seriously." He pointed at the books, "I haven't read these books much. These are all my father's collection of books. Now in our family, only Nefer will come here."

  Yinge looked at the rows of books thoughtfully. She said to Yaweni as if she had made up her mind, "I think it would be good to read more books." But she was a little embarrassed, "But I don't know many words, and I don't understand some very profound sentences. Can you teach me?"

  "Okay." Yavni nodded. He thought that his wife would probably get tired of those books soon, so he didn't take it seriously.

  Yinge nodded. She picked up a few thin books with names that sounded like secular novels from the bookshelf and put them in her arms. "I'll read something that's not so thick first," she smiled shyly at her husband, "so that I can kill time at home."

  "After I finish my exams and winter is over, I will take you to our villa in the mountains." Yavni hugged Yinge and said, "We can go rabbit hunting. I think you will like it very much."

  Silver Dove frowned. She didn't like that kind of bloody activity. However, in order to make her husband happy, she nodded, "Okay."

  "Nefer!"

  Nefere turned around and saw Cesare. He turned around quickly and walked straight ahead holding the book in his arms.

  "You guy, I'm calling you." Cesare ran to Nefere and stood in front of him.

  Nefer was startled. He looked at his half brother in surprise, wondering if he had been poisoned and had become stupid. Why had his personality changed? He took a step back, as if he didn't want to get that close to him.

  "What brings you to seminary?" he asked.

  "I came to see you." Cesare was in a rare good mood and even smiled more often.

  "Me? What do you want to talk to me about?" Nephiel has been in the seminary since he came back from the Dark Language City these days. He goes to the library and his dormitory all the time.

  "Aren't you my doctor?" Cesare knew that his younger brother was feeling a little uncomfortable. He had gone to the City of Secrets with the belief and purpose of finding an antidote, but returned empty-handed.

  "I can't help you." Nefert said coldly.

  "Hey, Nefereil, don't look so depressed." Cesare said, "I'm looking for you to go to your uncle's house together." He crossed his arms, "Don't tell me you forgot about this."

  Nefer pushed his glasses up. "I didn't forget, but I don't have to go with you, right?"

  "Why are you so awkward?" Cesare finally frowned. His patience was limited and he gave most of it to Qu Fuer, leaving no more for others, including his own brother.

  "I swore to find you an antidote, but I didn't find it. Instead, I asked you to marry that dragon girl—" Nephilim poured out all his frustrations to Cesare. "Please, can you not appear in front of me with such a lively look? I will feel guilty when I see you."

  Cesare looked at Nefert in disbelief. After a while, he murmured, "Nefert, you don't feel sorry for me, do you?"

  His proud and sharp-tongued brother nodded for the first time, glancing to the side, "Right, so why don't you get out of here?"

  Cesare laughed dumbly. He didn't know what to say for a moment, but he wondered what was wrong with him recently, as if all the emotions he had never experienced in his life suddenly piled up in front of him. Or maybe it was because he had never stopped to face these emotions, and only now did he realize that he was not alone?

  He patted Nefert and said, "Thank you." He said from the bottom of his heart.

  "Are you mocking me?" Nefere raised his eyebrows. He didn't believe that Cesare meant what he said.

  "I'm not that bored." Cesare said. He was in a bad mood, so he didn't bother with Nefere. "You really don't want to go to your uncle's house with me? I have Bai Peng, it will be quick."

  Nefer muttered quietly, "You can't fly in the imperial city." He rejected the other party's invitation seriously, "I will go by myself."

  Cesare shook his head. "Why do so many people reject me?"

  Nephile stared at Cesare strangely, as if he had never met this person before - who was this person? Cesare? The Duke Lorenzo who was good at scheming and always loved to plot? The man who used to be cold and arrogant, elegant and self-sustaining?

  What had provoked him? Nephiel frowned and looked at the man's back. He hadn't seen him for just a few days... He silently prayed to the goddess in his heart, hoping that Cesare was not poisoned to the bone.

  This family dinner was more grand than the last one before leaving, and the atmosphere was different. The Hasaro family, dressed in their best clothes, attracted a lot of attention, and Cesare, who was also dressed in his best clothes, naturally became the focus of everyone.

  They finally signed a truce agreement with Dark Whisper City, and the war that lasted for a hundred years finally came to an end. Then there was trade and marriage between the two countries. The queen of Dragon City and the youngest duke of Elima would meet in a few days to agree on the details of the marriage.

  The nobles were discussing the matter. Most of the gentlemen admired Cesare's courage and decisiveness, but there were also some who thought he was just seeking fame. The ladies, on the other hand, had a more focused reaction. They lamented that the Knight Commander of Elima was actually going to marry a barbarian woman.

  He was wearing a dark robe today, with honeysuckle patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collar with gold and silver threads. He rarely combed his hair into a bun, which fell behind him. He seemed to be in a good mood, and the smile on his lips was so elegant and charming.

  At this moment, he was holding a glass of wine, standing in the middle of the escalator and chatting with several ladies. He had bright eyes and told some jokes that made the ladies laugh.

  The scene made the men present jealous, but what could they do? That was Cesare, the noble and young Duke Lorenzo.

  "Everyone here, please be quiet." Suddenly someone spoke. It was Duke Hazaro. He clapped his hands gently, "Everyone, please be quiet."

  Everyone present was a well-educated noble, so they immediately quieted down.

  "Welcome everyone to this dinner." Duke Hasaro said with a smile, "Today we are honored to invite Duke Lorenzo, the Knight Commander of the Knights Templar, as well as the captains of various teams, and my nephew, Nefer Hasaro, who also participated in this negotiation. As everyone knows, the biggest contributor to reaching a stopover agreement with Dark Language City this time must be our Duke Lorenzo. Secondly, this negotiation with Dark Language City is not an easy task. I am grateful for your collective efforts again. As a participant, Damis Hasaro and I sincerely thank you all and hope that you can enjoy this dinner."

  Everyone smiled and applauded for the people mentioned.

  "Then I won't say anything more, please enjoy yourself." Duke Hasaro said, then he raised his glass and drank the wine in it.

  Everyone followed his example, raised their glasses, and drank them all in one gulp.

  The musicians played music at the right time, and the young men and women were already ready to have a good time on the dance floor. Duke Hazaro took the Duchess's hand and said, "Please, my beautiful lady..."

  The Duchess of Hazaro, who had always been known for her bad temper, now smiled like a teenage girl. She leaned forward slightly, lifted her skirt to salute, and then danced with the Duke of Hazaro in the center of the dance floor.

  Several captains of the Knights Templar were single except Sander who was old and married. A noble lady invited them to dance, but before the song was even halfway through, someone stepped on one of the noble girls and made her cry.

  They laughed and laughed at each other, knowing that dancing was not for them - someone asked how our Knight Commander was, but Sander said that the Knight Commander was actually a very good dancer.

  "Oh?" Johnny asked, "The Knight Commander can also dance?"

  "They are nobles after all, Duke, Duke Lorenzo," Sander said helplessly, "You can't assume that all soldiers can't dance just because you stepped on a girl and made her cry."

  But they saw Cesare standing in the corner with a wine glass in his hand and his arms folded. He looked lonely and kept looking up at the clock.

  "Well, looking at it this way, our Knight Commander is quite a handsome guy..." Johnny drank a few glasses of wine and babbled a little, "No wonder everyone likes him."

  "Hey, Johnny, you're not gay, are you?" Lonnie from the ThunderWolves looked at Johnny.

  "I like girls with big breasts, thin waists and round butts," Johnny burped, "just that kind of--" He pointed at someone randomly. He just thought that the woman was too beautiful and too hot. Even though she was not tall, she had a well-proportioned figure. Her honey hair was tied up with pearls.

  "Put it down now." Sander slapped Johnny's hand down, "She is the wife of the second son of the Hasaro family, don't point fingers at her."

  Johnny was sobered up by the shock. He quickly looked at the woman standing by the dance floor, rejecting the invitation. "What did you say? The second son of the Hasaro family? That immature kid?" He looked at Yavni, who was talking to someone else and didn't notice that his wife seemed to be entangled with someone else. "You said that person is his wife?" He said in surprise. "Fuck, what good fortune did this kid accumulate in his previous life? He must have saved the entire Casfania continent..."

  "That woman used to be a prostitute. Do you know that? She was the top prostitute in the brothel." Lonnie whispered in Johnny's ear.

  Johnny was once again shocked by this explosive news and was speechless. Slowly, when he came to his senses, he said to Lonnie seriously, "These nobles are different..."

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  Yinge once again quietly moved away from Lanser. She had rejected that man many times before. But that man followed her like a shadow. No matter how she tried to escape, she would see Lanser by her side after a while.

  He drank a few glasses and got drunk, and then his eyes were attracted only by that woman. Silver Pigeon looked so holy and beautiful in her noble clothes, and the noble corset wrapped around her body made her exquisite curves more prominent.

  This is such an exciting game, Lanser thought, the woman was running away calmly, while he was chasing her calmly. In the crowded crowd, they were like cat and mouse. The playful Yavni had already lost track of what he was talking about with whom, and his eyes did not pay any attention to Silver Dove. Lanser was ready to make a move, he thought maybe today - as long as he succeeded, the woman would definitely not tell Yavni. Who was she? A whore, a prostitute who had been fucked by so many men, could she run to Yavni and tell him, your brother raped me? You are kidding.

  Lanser was stunned. Where did the girl go? He took another glass of wine from the waiter and drank it all in one gulp. It doesn't matter. This is my home. I will find you eventually.

  Silver Pigeon ran away desperately. The look in his eyes, as if he was being stared at by a snake, frightened her. In this family, Lanser was the one she had been trying to avoid. She knew men too well and naturally knew what that look meant. He was raping her with the most naked look and stripping her clothes off.

  She had tried hard to put on those clothes one by one, and naturally would not let any man take them off again.

  However, she saw Lancer at the end of the corridor. Although the man was tall and handsome, his temperament was so gloomy and arrogant.

  She turned around and ran, but was grabbed by the man, "Silver Pigeon, why are you running?"

  "Let me go." She whispered, "Aren't you afraid that others will see us? I am Yavni's wife, and you are his brother." Her expression was serious.

  "Haha, wife?" Lanser laughed, "Yavini's wife?" He grabbed Silver Dove's chin, "But I am the future master of Hasaro. Whoever I let live here can live here, and whoever I tell to leave must leave." He said sinisterly, "I advise you to obey me while I still have some pity for you. Maybe I will consider letting Yavini stay in this house after graduation."

  "You're dreaming." Yinge raised her hand to slap the man, but Lanser grabbed her hand. The man was too strong, and no matter how Yinge struggled, she couldn't break free from him.

  Lanser looked around and secretly felt lucky. This woman was so unlucky that she actually ran to the study. Who would come to the study for no reason? Even his father rarely came here in recent years.

  So he opened the door of the study and carried the struggling Silver Dove into the study. He loosened his collar, took off the bow tie, reached out to tie Silver Dove's hands behind his back, and then took off his gloves and stuffed them into Silver Dove's mouth - this woman was really hot, even so, she still stared at him viciously.

  This instead aroused Lanser's desire to conquer. He ripped off the clothes on Yinge's chest. The pair of big breasts were tied in a bra. Lanser had long wanted to taste those breasts, so he pulled the bra down forcefully, exposing the pair of big breasts to the air.

  Yinge cursed loudly and kicked the man with her legs, but what she got was a slap from Lanser. Lanser said angrily, "This place is far away from the main hall. Go ahead and shout and see who will come to save you." He grabbed Yinge's left breast and swallowed it into his mouth without mercy - he finally tasted the fragrant and greasy flesh, and as Yinge struggled, the breast kept swinging up and down.

  His hands greedily grabbed the other breast. They were so full and were pressed into wanton shapes in his mouth and hands.

  "It's so soft." Lanser said, he couldn't wait any longer, so he unbuttoned his pants, and just playing with the woman's breasts made his penis hard - how long has he coveted her? Maybe he liked her when she was still the top card in the mahjong room.

  He pushed up the woman's skirt and saw her garters and lace stockings. The silvery white silk of her panties fit thinly over her thick vagina. Lancer pulled her panties aside, exposing her vagina to him.

  Silver Dove cried out, and the shameless bastard actually put his finger into her vagina. She screamed, but she felt extremely desperate. Yes, she wanted to stay away from the man and walked towards the study, but she also made a mistake. Who would come to the library at this time?

  Was she going to lose her virginity to this disgusting man? She couldn't help shedding tears, but not because of sadness. She was a silver dove, how could she feel sad? She clamped her legs and genitals tightly, but the man used his fingers to dig into her vagina mercilessly.

  Lanser proudly took his finger out of Yinge's lower body. He showed the liquid on his finger to Yinge as if to show off, "Look what's flowing out? It's flowing out after just a few strokes. You're really a bitch."

  Silver Dove glared at her angrily. She found that the more she resisted and screamed, the more excited the man became.

  "Spread your legs, just like you did when you were fucked by those men--" Lanser said excitedly. When his friends shared their experiences with different prostitutes, being able to be a guest of Yin Ge was always the object of everyone's envy. They said that Yin Ge knew many tricks, and she even played with two or three men at the same time, and one of them was lucky enough to participate in it. Lanser was itching to hear it, but he was turned away!

  Being turned away!

  It sounds so embarrassing. But at this moment, this proud whore was lying under him. He made her wet with just a few fingers. This slut is available to anyone, Lanser thought.

  But Yinge still kept her legs closed. "You can't pretend!" Lanser slapped Yinge again. He had no mercy on her. Yinge's face was swollen. He forcefully and domineeringly spread Yinge's legs apart. Her vagina was oozing with liquid because of the fingering just now.

  Lanser greedily took out his penis, and he aimed it at Yinge's flower hole, thrusting his waist hard, and then he probed into that ecstasy place. He finally got what he wanted, that mysterious, warm, moist passage. He rode on Yinge's body, holding her breasts with both hands, and rode on her to his heart's content.

  The girl whimpered fiercely, tears welling up in her eyes, but she couldn't suppress her physiological reaction as the man, who had no skills at all, thrust his ugly, filthy, disgusting thing into her body over and over again.

  She hadn't been treated like this for a long time, and even if they were her patrons, she was with them voluntarily.

  However, this man was raping her, completely ignoring her pain and suffering, and releasing his animal desires on her.

  "Bitch, the man who is fucking you now is me, Lanser, you know that?" the man humiliated her, "Look at how wet you are down there, you haven't been fucked like this for a long time, don't you want me to fuck you like this?"

  Silver Dove closed her eyes and whimpered in pain.

  "You smell so good and so soft. Let me rub your breasts again." The man felt that the woman under him was too ecstatic, and the satisfied desire to conquer him made him unable to extricate himself. "It's a pity to leave such a good vagina to Yawenni alone. Yinge, come with me, I will make you rich and prosperous for the rest of your life." The man pumped on her twice more, and suddenly pulled out his penis. He growled, and kept stroking the thing in his hand, and then streams of semen fell on Yinge's face.

  Lanser lay on top of Yinge. When he saw that the girl finally stopped struggling, he took the foreign object out of her mouth. At that moment, he sincerely suggested, "I am the master of the Hasaro family. If you follow me, you can enjoy wealth and glory in this house for the rest of your life."

  "You're dreaming." Silver Dove said lightly, "I'm Yawenni's wife."

  "Hahaha, Yavni's wife," Lanser stood up, grabbed Yinge's legs, spread them apart, and then pressed them on both sides of her body. This action forced her to arch her body, exposing her honey hole to the air. The shameful honey liquid stained her legs and vagina. "It's already so wet, and you still say you are Yavni's wife?" Lanser reached out and pinched her clitoris. Yinge trembled all over. "Do you believe that if I tell Yavni that you seduced me, he will divorce you?"

  Silver Dove looked at Lanser angrily, "You are despicable and shameless."

  "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being a prostitute." Lanser said proudly, "Do you think it is more convincing to speak for the future master of the Hasaro family, or for a prostitute?" He caressed Silver Dove's vagina infatuation, "You can't refuse me when I want you, understand?"

  Yinge spat at him fiercely, "Pah!"

  However, Lanser laughed even louder, "What a fierce girl! I'm waiting for the day when you beg me to fuck you in my arms." He lowered his head and wanted to untie the bow tie on the girl's hand.

  But at this moment something unexpected happened, the door of the study opened——

  Nefer's appearance made the two people present not know how to react for a moment, including Nefer himself, who was shocked by what he saw.

  "It turned out to be Nefer," Lanser stood up, pulled up his pants, and dusted off the dust on his body as if nothing had happened, "But this woman seduced me, you know, she used to be a prostitute, any man could have sex with her." He walked to Nefer and patted Nefer's shoulder, "Brother, if you don't mind, you can have sex with her, she's still wet there."

  However, Nefer shrugged and released Lanser's hand, "Please speak more respectfully."

  "Haha, I forgot, you are a priest in the seminary." Lanser quickly opened the door, but seemed to remember something before leaving, "If you dare to tell anyone, Melanie will be homeless tomorrow." Then he ran away as if he was escaping from a panic.

  Nefert didn't know what expression to make, anger or something else. This was clearly the scene after a rape, and the perpetrator was the future owner of this house, and this woman was so powerless.

  She looked extremely miserable, with one side of her face swollen, her hair messy, and her pearl hair accessories scattered all over the floor. She finally burst into tears the moment she saw him, her body curled up like a shrimp, her hands were tied, and she had no way to hide the beauty of her chest.

  Nefer had never seen a woman's fresh flesh so directly. When he faced the woman's plump breasts, he didn't know what to do for a moment. And the scenery under her skirt made him unable to remain calm - he didn't know whether to go forward or leave, so he just stood there blankly.

  Yinge's desperate cry scraped his heart like a knife. Even though she was a prostitute and had had sex with so many men, this was a rape and a loss of humanity.

  Nefer closed his eyes, took off his robe, and walked forward hesitantly, "I... I closed my eyes. I won't look at you."

  Yinge didn't know why she was so sad. Even though she was filled with anger when she was raped just now, when she saw who pushed open the door, she felt like the sky had fallen - she was seen by that man, and her miserable, shameful and ugly posture was seen by Nefert.

  "Why didn't you come earlier...why..." Yinge cried in despair.

  "I..." Nefert was speechless. He didn't know what kind of despair this girl had just experienced, and how embarrassed she was when she saw him.

  "Let me go...untie me..." said Silver Dove.

  Nefer knelt in front of her, holding his breath. He knew this woman was too dangerous. Her charm, her sexiness, her weakness at the moment, were like a delicate net that secretly wrapped him and trapped him. He lowered his head to untie the bow tie.

  After the bow tie was untied, the girl held him, raised her head, and looked at him with tears in her eyes. His memory flashed back to the night when they first met. The girl in white clothes with honey-colored hair said to him with tears in her eyes, "Save me."

  "Please, don't tell anyone..." Silver Dove said, "My body is already very dirty..." She was about to cry again, but that was the fact, a fact she could not erase. "I want to be a good wife to Yawenni, but what can I do, what can I do..." She grabbed Nefer's arm, "How can they believe what a prostitute says..." She spoke intermittently and at a loss.

  Nefert only felt as if someone was using a pair of big hands to tightly grasp his heart. It was so strange. It hurt, especially hurt. Seeing the girl crying and saying those words, he only felt as if the pain was almost unbearable, and the only thing left was anger.

  But he was the one who swore allegiance to the Goddess, and he was also the witness at the wedding of Silver Dove and Yawenni. What could he do?

  "Don't cry." Nefer found himself wanting to be nice to this girl uncontrollably. He reached out to touch her swollen face, but before he could touch her, he pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted. "Can you walk by yourself?" he asked softly.

  Yinge nodded and supported herself on the ground with her hands, but did not stand up. She said ashamedly, "I'm sorry..."

  Nefer gritted his teeth and simply hugged her. This was not the first time he had hugged her. He had done the same thing on that full moon night. It was just that he was focused at that time, but now, his heart was in turmoil.

  Silver Dove finally stood up, but she seemed to be unable to control herself anymore. She stretched out her hands and put them around the man's neck. She said, "Please don't worry about me. Please, just for a while." She buried her face in the man's chest, listening to his heartbeat, and coveting his upright and clean soul.

  She sniffed hard, took a few deep breaths, and then she let him go again. She tidied up her messy clothes and hair, and then she said to him, "I have never met you, and you have never met me."

  She pushed open the door of the study, looked around vigilantly, and then slipped out.

  Naturally, Nephil also noticed that she changed her address to him from "you" to "you", and the deliberately maintained distance returned to their secular relationship and distance.

  He lowered his head and looked at his hands. What had he just done? What had Yinge done to him? He stood in the study room with some disappointment. He even began to think, if she was really just a girl selling candy, or... even if... he could have met her earlier... even if she was a prostitute, yes, so what if she was a prostitute? He thought randomly.

  Then an evil, unacceptable thought popped into his mind, and then he wiped it all out.

  As night fell, the guests gradually dispersed.

  And the Hasaro family mansion fell into silence again.

  Nephiel returned to his room. He stood by the window and looked at the young couple in the window opposite.

  The man seemed to have noticed the scars on his wife's face. He asked her worriedly what happened, but his wife shook her head and said something.

  The husband bent down and kissed her there, then he hugged her and fell on the bed——

  Nefert pulled the curtains shut.

  ——If he could have met her earlier, perhaps he wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

  Nefert thought, he threw himself on the bed and thought seriously.

  But what can she do now? She cried and said that she had no other choice. She was being abused like that, and she was distraught as she endured the contempt brought by the powerful to a person like her at the bottom of society.

  Nephiel reached into the cabinet next to him and felt around, then he found a dark bottle with something marked on it.

  That evil, unacceptable thought came back to his mind again.