In Cell 1002 of the Fallen City Prison, a mass brawl had just ended, and the room was still filled with a lingering smell of blood.

My body was covered in blood, and I glared menacingly at the group of women whose cruel eyes had targeted me. They had relished in stabbing knives into my injured leg, but I was not easy to provoke either, and had slashed the faces of several women.

"Darn women, you're ruthless, but let's see how long you can hold out!"

"If you acted nice, you'd be licking our toes. Why bother getting beaten up so horribly every day? Such a pity for this beautiful face."

I spat out the blood in my mouth, "Pah! Keep dreaming!"

The voice of the prison guard was heard then, "Prisoner No.11 Yun Wo, you have a visitor."

I got up from the ground, dragging my injured leg as I hobbled towards the exit.

The sunlight streaming into the corridor fell on me, giving me a moment of warmth. I shivered as I extended my hand to touch this luxurious warmth, closing my eyes to savor the peace of the moment. Because I knew very well, that the next moment might well be hell.

The guard shoved me into a warehouse filled with cotton-padded clothes.

Bang! The door was shut abruptly. I immediately realized something was wrong. Struggling, I dragged my injured leg and stumbled towards the door. Suddenly, a long arm stretched out from behind, holding me tight. I was pressed hard against the person, and the familiar scent with an aggressive tone coming at me made me feel nauseous. It was Feng Mujiu.

He reached out to touch the scars on my face, "Have you been naughty again?"

Although his actions were gentle, and even his tone was exceptionally soft, my body tensed up. I knew better than anyone else that this man was a devil, and his filthy heart and face prettier than a woman's formed an extreme contrast.

"Heh! Lord Ninth has been missing me, huh?"

He violently pushed me down into that pile of cotton clothes, making my body tremble along with it.

His fingers slipped into my clothes, his actions wild. My body, crisscrossed with old and new wounds, suddenly trembled in suffocating pain.

My eyes widened as I stared at the devil before me, his gorgeous eyes filled to the brim with ambition and fire, exuding an aggressive aura of conquest.

"Heh, kid, why can't I resist you every time I see you?"

Pain contorting my body, I retorted, "Because you are despicable!"

Smack! A slap landed on my face, causing my vision to blur, my mind to reel.

"Afternoon Seal Nine," his grip on my face grew firmer with each passing second, "Who is more capable? My brother or me?"

The mere thought of that person made my heart ache more deeply. Some wounds are physical, others pierce the heart.

My fingers shredded my padded jacket. As my body writhed beneath him, flakes of cotton floated in the air, settling gently upon us — a scene of tender beauty amidst bitter cruelty.

Afternoon Seal Nine's grip tightened further, a cry of pain tore from my throat, then everything went dark.

I woke to the pungent smell of disinfectant. Instantly, I knew I was in the infirmary.

The first sight that met my eyes was Afternoon Seal Nine's twisted face, "You're actually pregnant?"

A shiver went through me, my fingers lightly touching my belly, within which a tiny life had taken root. But its arrival came at such a chaotic time.

Afternoon Seal Nine's fingers landed on my belly, squeezing hard, causing my body to convulse and even my breathing to burn.

"Is it my brother's?"

Knowing that man has always been a thorn in Afternoon Seal Nine's heart, I sneered, "Lord Nine, are you jealous? After all, you will never have your own child in the course of this life."

The whole Afternoon family knew. Afternoon Seal Nine, in seeking to prove to the patriarch that he had no intention of competing with his elder brother, Afternoon Cloud Dust for the inheritance, had undergone a sterilization procedure, accompanied by his mistress.

The veins on Feng Mu Jiu’s forehead were throbbing, yet an enchanting smile still lingered on his face. The only change was his increasing grip, his slender fingers almost piercing through my flesh, wrenching my internal organs.

I was in such pain, drenched in sweat, my entire body falling to its knees.

Feng Mu Jiu stared down at me callously: “Beg me!”

I didn't want to beg this devil. I forced a grin, responding bitterly: “You’d better kill me now!”

Perhaps I had longed for death. Sent to this dark and hopeless place by the person I loved most. Each day I awoke to humiliation and beatings, heart-wrenching torment without end.

In Feng Mu Jiu's eyes, I saw pure, blazing murderous intent, but for some reason, he loosened his grip. He took out a tissue, meticulously wiping his fingers: “If I let you die this easily, wouldn't that make the game too dull?”

Without his support, I crumbled to the ground in utter disgrace, gasping in pain: “Feng Mu Jiu, I've no feud with you, why are you doing this to me?”

Feng Mu Jiu reached out, gripping my chin: “I just think you could be an interesting toy.”

His breathtaking face radiated an oppressive chill, even the temperature of his fingers was cold. I couldn’t help but shiver.

“Do you know who the woman you hit was?”

Just the thought of the woman’s tragic state at the time of her death made my stomach churn, I stammered: “Who?”

Feng Mu Jiu tapped my face: “Survive well. After you get out of prison, I'll tell you personally.”

All my strength was drained, my fingers trembling on my stomach. Why did he have to come into my life at this very moment?

I heard Feng Mu Jiu instructing the prison guard: “Take good care of this woman, make sure she safely gives birth to the child.”

After he left, my conditions improved significantly. I even got a separate room and the food was a lot better. Yet, I didn't want to have this child, but I knew better than anyone that Feng Mu Jiu probably had some hidden agenda, and if I had this child, they might become his pawn against Feng Nian Chen.

I've attempted suicide several times, even recklessly trying to miscarry this child, but all in vain.

A year later, I gave birth to a male infant. He was somewhat frail, but very healthy. Yet, before I could even glance at him, he was sent to Feng Mu Jiu's residence.

That night, a woman was put into my room. Her body was lean, her eyes filled with a murderous energy. It was clear she was an assassin.

I immediately became alert and it dawned on me. To Feng Mu Jiu, I was a pawn, but now that I have given birth to a child, he has a second pawn, so why should he let me, this troublesome piece, continue to live.

The moment the cell door was closed, the female assassin held a gleaming dagger in her hand and stabbed furiously towards me.