No! Save me!

  "Halt!" Pan Yu-yang glared at this lawless woman.

  "Huh? Wanwan turned her body, slightly tilted her head, and a puzzled look appeared on her little flower cat face. She hadn't offended this person, it was always the other way around, so why was he being so fierce to her?"

  Someone with their hands behind their back walked step by step towards Wanwan, "You're Wanwan?" The tone was unusually warm and gentle.

  "Mm." Wan Wan stretched out her right hand and bit down on the joint of her index finger.

  "Why are you smearing this dirty stuff on your face?" Pan Yu Yang leaned in close to the woman.

  Furrowing his brow, "I don't know either." The simple answer made Pan Yu Yang feel a bit displeased.

  "Don't know?" Pan Yu Yang once again carefully sized up the woman in front of him, if it was said that she had ulterior motives, from her clear eyes, he couldn't find any clues.

  He also didn't understand why he had endless patience with this woman. He was always a self-centered person, it could be said that he only loved himself.

  Wan Wan suddenly faced someone, pouting her small mouth. Her charming peach blossom eyes were scrunched up as she looked at Pan Yueyang. This expression was unintentionally the most alluring killer move for men. The messy face that had been washed by water was now dry, and at this moment, only a small flower cat could be used to describe Wan Wan's appearance.

  "Aren't you leaving yet? Do I need to personally escort you back?" Pan Yu Yang didn't plan on continuing the stalemate with her. Apart from this face that could launch a thousand ships, he really had nothing else to compliment her on. However, as soon as these words left his mouth, his tone was surprisingly gentle. He even dared not speak too loudly, fearing that if he wasn't careful, this woman would be frightened into a stupor again. Even he himself was slightly startled by the thought.

  "Where are you going?" Wanwan looked at him blankly, intending to leave, but suddenly realized that she had no idea how to get back.

  ……

  Pan Yu Yang gazed at the woman with an angry stare, "Come and go as you please." But he was still suppressing the urge that was about to erupt in his heart, he was furious!

  Wanwan picked up the water bucket, took a few labored steps, looked around in all directions, and walked aimlessly for a while. Suddenly, she put down the water bucket, turned back to look at Pan Yuanyang, as if seeking his help, as if venting her discontent, then picked up the water bucket again and continued walking.

  "Wan Wan." Pan Yu Yang suddenly looked at the small flower cat's back and shouted "Put down the water bucket."

  "Huh?" Wanwan put down the water bucket and stared at him blankly.

  Pan Yu Yang strode forward, scooped up the curved figure and quickly moved out of the pavilion. "Are you from Yunlu Courtyard? When did you enter the manor?" He seemed to recall that he had never seen her in his courtyard before, although he spent half his time outside the manor, but this didn't mean he didn't know how many people were living in his own estate.

  "Half... half a month ago." She was forced to follow someone walking quickly, making Wan Wan speak hastily. From time to time, she looked back worriedly at the bucket of water she had abandoned, which she needed to fetch water.

  "A fortnight ago?" Pan Yu Yang suddenly narrowed her eyes, what a coincidence.

  Pan Yu Yang strode in like the wind, bringing Wan Wan with him to a certain hall. Shuang Yun Ji was currently busy with an abacus, checking accounts and expenses. Many things required his personal attention as the steward. Suddenly, the door was pushed open without so much as a knock. Shuang Yun Ji's brow furrowed, and he spoke without looking up, "So rude! General Ping usually..." As he spoke, he lifted his head, "General..." Shuang Yun Ji suddenly saw the general carrying someone towards him, and he hastily stood up from his desk, walking over to respectfully greet his master.

  "She said she was from Yunlu Academy?" Pan Yu Yang still didn't let go of his left arm, still holding onto the curved shape.

  Wan Wan was very uncomfortable being pulled and tugged by him, she moved her body, but it was in vain. The man's strength was really great, making her waist unable to move, and she was tightly pinned under the man's arm.

  Shan Yunji raised his head and carefully looked at the curved little flower cat beside Pan Yu Yang. After a few moments of careful observation, he opened his mouth and said, "This person is from Yunlu Courtyard. Half a month ago, an old woman came to sell a slave, and the original Wanwan had reached her limit and left the mansion. The kitchen was short-handed, so Xue Qing went to find someone and brought this girl back. However..." Shan Yunji said halfway through his words, then raised his head again to look at Wanwan and continued, "I didn't recognize that this girl was the servant who was sold into the mansion that day until I saw her carefully today."

  "Hmm." Pan Yu Yang lowered his head to look at the curved, delicate body that only reached up to his chest, still struggling and squirming about. The thin summer clothing was rubbing against him, creating a soft rustling sound that unexpectedly added to his pleasure.

  Pan Yue's sensual mouth curved upwards, and with a swish of his sleeves, he strode out. Since it was delivered right to his doorstep, he naturally wanted to take a good look at what tricks the other party had up their sleeve. Such a coincidental timing could only mean that the other party had intentionally entered the manor. Well, let them calculate and scheme under his nose then? There was no reason to refuse free delicacies; for over a month now, he had been helping the Emperor investigate the enemy country's movements without any indulgence.

  Shan Yunji watched Pan Yueyang's receding back, lost in thought for a while. This guy, it seems he needs to pay more attention.

  Pan Yu Yang brought Wan Wan to his own room in Yunlu Courtyard, along the way, the servants' greetings and surprised gazes, he didn't bother to respond, nor did he need to, and walked straight into the inner chamber, shouting "Prepare a bath!" to the maid outside the door.

  Bang~ Wanwan was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, but since it was covered with a thick plush carpet, she didn't feel much pain. Wanwan flipped over and innocently stared at the man in front of her who seemed like a devil.

  "Go take a bath and clean yourself up." Pan Yu Yang stood tall, looking down at Wan Wan in front of her, with a commanding tone, her voice still not loud, but with an added patience to the usual overbearing command.

  Wan Wan obediently listened and stood up, looked around, and ran out the door.

  "Come back! How dare you! Did I say you could leave?" Pan Yue's eyebrows were about to stand on end, this woman really wasn't afraid of him.

  "Take a bath..." Wanwan said in a soft and fearful tone. Yes, it was him who told her to get cleaned up. She was very afraid of him, trembling with fear as she slightly lifted her head, looking at Pan Yueyang with trepidation.

  With her eyes closed, Pan Yueyang approached Wanwan and in an instant, ripped open her clothes, revealing the skin that was not covered by the ash-gray fabric. As Pan Yueyang tore off her clothes, he stroked Wanwan's shoulder with his fingers, feeling the delicate skin, which made him tremble. His eyes followed the movement of her shaking shoulders downwards, and he saw that the annoying bellyband was made of ordinary cotton, with only a few small floral patterns embroidered at random. Pan Yueyang irritably pulled off the offending bellyband, and in an instant, Wanwan's entire body was exposed.

  She sucked in a breath of cold air, and instinctively tried to wrap her arms around her body, but Pan Yu Yang also stopped her movement at the same time, his hands clasped over her arm, the sudden feeling of intimacy made Wan Wan feel embarrassed and twisted her body, but in Pan Yu Yang's eyes, he was already consumed by desire.

  "Hmm..." Wan Yueyang's scorching gaze made Rongrong's body feel like it was on fire, she twisted her body and wanted to cover herself up, feeling so embarrassed that a man had stripped off her clothes, she was trembling with fear and didn't dare make a sound.

  This sultry hum, which had already made Pan Yueyang's excitement unbearable, inadvertently added fuel to the fire. Pan Yueyang's scorching eyes fixed on Wanwan, this woman shocked him, she didn't do anything, but easily stirred up his lust.

  Pan Yu Yang looked at the person who was still struggling in shock, and suddenly he swept up Wan Wan in his arms and strode towards the screen on the right side of the bedroom.

  Splash! The curved was thrown into the bathtub and roughly tossed into the water "Ah!" The curved was choked by a mouthful of bathwater, unable to shout, and started coughing frantically "Cough cough cough..." The curved stupidly half-crawled on the edge of the bathtub, hair dripping wet and hanging down beside his ears.

  Just as she was about to climb out of the bathtub, the devil's hand reached in and tore open the only skirt on her body.

  No! Wanwan was so scared that she hugged her legs tightly, preventing the devil from further mischief. Her head was pressed into the bathtub again, and a large hand rubbed her face and neck relentlessly.

  "Help!" Wanwan cried out for help, her breath as thin as a thread, unable to withstand the devil's brutal force against her.

  "Get this tomboy face of yours washed clean!" As he spoke, his large hand ripped open the cloth on his head, letting his soft and silky hair fall loose.

  Wanwan was being tossed about by the man in the bathtub, exhausted and out of strength. She could only grip the edge of the bathtub tightly, occasionally using both hands to grab onto the man's clothes, resisting him.

  The maids outside exchanged a glance, although the woman in the room made very small noises, listening to the movements inside, it seemed that the general was being rough with the woman he had just pulled in, the general had never been someone who liked to use violence in their eyes, today's behavior left both of them looking astonished.

  In the room, Pan Yu Yang had already washed An Wen's face clean. He carefully scooped her out of the bathtub and carried her on his shoulder to the big bed in the bedroom.

  "Ah!" The big bed was covered with very soft bedding, but Wanwan was still thrown onto the bed like a parabola and bumped herself dizzy. She shook her head for a moment, clearing her mind, and rushed to the door, determined to escape from the big bed.

  Pan Yu Yang undid her waistband and outer garment, looking at the curved motion, the next second heavily pressed down on her body...