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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (12)

　　Bai Weiwei struggled but her strength was too insignificant, Mu Yanjun easily suppressed her powerless rejection.

　　Although Bai Weiwei already had the ident.i.ty of the Empress Dowager, her age when she entered the palace was still young, and she had only been the Empress Dowager for only one year. At the age of eighteen she was still in the most beautiful time for girls.

　　Hair dark as ink, skin pale as snow, wherever his fingers touched it was all delicate and smooth. When she s.h.i.+vered, her eyes were no longer as calm and righteous as they were before.

　　It was overflowing with a vulnerability and panic that he could control.

　　Mu Yanjun coveted this, with a smirk he said: “Isn’t the Empress Dowager’s very eloquent? If you beg me for clemency, as I’m in a good mood, perhaps I will let you go.”

　　Bai Weiwei was forced by his fondling actions to the point of no return. Her eyes were watery, but she still refused to say a word for forgiveness.

　　Mu Yanjun’s fingers came to her chest, and her outer clothes were stripped away by him. His fingertips pressed the knot of her light green dudou¹. “If you don’t ask for mercy, I will untie this knot.”

　　Bai Weiwei’s eyelashes fluttered. She bit her lip and her eyes contained a fierce struggle.