Chapter 48: Split Personality

“You are mine. Forever.“

“W-What… what are you doing?”

Ye Feng’s face was buried against Murong Fanghua’s chest, but he harbored zero desire for any physical intimacy. A terrible, heavy premonition gripped his heart—growing stronger with every passing second.

“I’m sorry…”

Murong Fanghua held Ye Feng with suffocating force, clinging to the warmth of his body. Making this choice broke her heart, but for the sake of the realm, and for her own future, she had no alternative!

“What are you going to do to me?!”

Ye Feng’s voice trembled violently. That overwhelming dread coiled inside his chest, refusing to dissipate.

Murong Fanghua offered no response. Cuping his face in her hands, she pressed her lips against his in a possessive, forceful kiss.

Ye Feng struggled with all his remaining strength. Unlike before, he offered no compliance whatsoever—sheer terror had thoroughly crushed any physical arousal.

Yet Murong Fanghua paid no heed to his resistance. Instead, her movements grew increasingly rough and unyielding.

“No! Stop—ah!”

The exquisite nightgown Ye Feng wore was effortlessly torn away. He kicked and struck out with his hands, only to be met with even harsher restraint.

He couldn’t comprehend what was happening. If Murong Fanghua merely wanted physical pleasure, he would have had no choice but to endure it.

What truly terrified him was what would follow.

The more unhinged Murong Fanghua acted, the deeper his horror grew.

After an agonizing ordeal, Ye Feng lay splayed across the mattress, utterly drained of strength as sharp aches rippled through every inch of his body.

Murong Fanghua stood by the edge of the bed, dressing herself in absolute silence. No matter how frantically Ye Feng demanded answers, she refused to utter a single word.

Once her outfit was arranged, she stepped out of the chamber. Moments later, she returned with two women.

One was a face Ye Feng recognized instantly—Lisa, the hypnotist who had manipulated his mind before. The second woman also wore a white lab coat, though her overall appearance was unkempt. Her golden hair was messy as a bird’s nest, yet beneath the smudges and dirt laid surprisingly sharp, refined features.

He knew it then. The true nightmare had arrived.

“What are you doing to me?!”

“I am turning you into my absolute, personal property.”

“I am not an object! I am not your property!”

Ye Feng glared at Murong Fanghua with eyes blazing with hatred. Though he didn’t know the exact details of what lay ahead, he knew with absolute certainty that it was a fate worse than death.

“You will be soon.”

Murong Fanghua lowered her head, placing a gentle kiss on Ye Feng’s forehead before nodding toward the two women.

“You liar!”

Ye Feng glared at Murong Fanghua, his chest swelling with intense fury and deep betrayal. She had explicitly promised him that she wouldn’t treat him like a s*ave, that she would treat him well and protect him from harm!

Yet here she was. Heh… as expected, not a single woman in this world can be trusted!

“You’re all liars! Filthy, rotten liars!”

“Heh~ A little puppy that barks at its owner needs a thorough lesson in obedience,” the unkempt woman in the white coat chuckled, eyeing Ye Feng with a wicked, amused grin.

“You’re really handing me over to them?!”

Ye Feng desperately wanted a real answer from Murong Fanghua. Why? Why had everything changed so drastically? Just this morning, they had been tangled in each other’s arms, yet by afternoon, she was treating him like livestock!

“I’m sorry,” Murong Fanghua murmured, her eyes cold. “Once this is over, I will compensate you.”

She waved her hand, and several black-suited guards stepped forward, hoisting Ye Feng off the bed.

“I am giving you both one month,” Murong Fanghua instructed coldly. “In one month’s time, I want to see a finished product.”

“Rest assured, Your Highness. I can hardly wait to get started!” the messy woman replied with a wide grin, her eyes gleaming with predatory delight as she locked gazes with Ye Feng.

In all her years of reconditioning men, she had never laid hands on a subject as breathtakingly delicate as this. To train a boy like him, she fully intended to pull out every method in her repertoire.

Ye Feng was dragged out of the chamber. Along the corridor, a strange pill was forced down his throat. Before he could fight the drug’s effects, darkness claimed his vision, and he sank into deep unconsciousness.

When Ye Feng opened his eyes again, he found himself confined within a cramped, windowless room.

The space was tiny, consisting only of a narrow bed, a plain table, and an integrated bathroom stall.

What immediately caught his attention, however, were the posters covering every square inch of the room. Large and small, every single image displayed the exact same person—Murong Fanghua.

Her face covered the walls, the tabletop, the frame of the bed, the sink, and every tiny corner. Even the loose clothes currently draped over his body were printed with her likeness.

Everywhere he looked, Murong Fanghua stared back at him. Furthermore, a loudspeaker mounted high on the wall was blasting an erratic, grating melody on a continuous loop.

Though Ye Feng had never heard the tune before, the sound instantly triggered a surge of intense agitation and nausea within his chest. He scrambled to turn it off, but his petite height left him completely unable to reach the mounted speaker.

Outside the room, the two women in white lab coats watched the surveillance feed closely.

The unkempt woman sucked lazily on a lollipop, her tone relaxed. “Is this audio track really that effective?”

“It’s a acoustic frequency designed to cause severe neurological distress,” Lisa explained coolly. “If you doubt its efficacy, you’re welcome to go inside and listen for an hour.”

“Erm… pass.”

“Human sanity can only endure this frequency for a single night before suffering permanent damage,” Lisa continued. “Starting tomorrow, he’s all yours.”

“Heh, I can’t wait!”

“Don’t go too far,” Lisa warned grimly. “If an accident happens and his mind breaks completely, Her Highness won’t let you off.”

“Relax! I’m an expert at this.” The unkempt woman patted her chest with absolute confidence.

Inside the room, Ye Feng covered his ears in sheer agony. The looping music drove his anxiety to a boiling point, filling him with a frantic, desperate urge to destroy everything around him.

He slammed and threw every loose object in sight, tearing down the posters covering the walls into shreds. Yet destroying the room did nothing to soothe his agitation—it only fed his raging panic.

After a chaotic frenzy, his limited stamina was completely depleted. He collapsed onto the small mattress, trembling violently.

Pulling the comforter—which was also printed with Murong Fanghua’s face—over himself, Ye Feng buried his head deep beneath the sheets.

Minutes bled into hours. Ye Feng’s eyes turned bloodshot, his pale, delicate face contorting into a mask of pure agony.

He slammed his fists against the mattress repeatedly. He was going insane—if this sound didn’t stop soon, his mind was going to shatter entirely.

“AAAAAH! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!”

He screamed at the top of his lungs, but no voice answered. There was only the relentless, looping noise echoing through the tight space.

“Murong Fanghua… you liar… you utter liar!”

In this world, the vast majority of men were treated merely as playthings for women. Yet some playthings possessed rebellious wills, constantly seeking to resist; historically, several male uprisings had even broken out.

To combat this, specialists had developed an extreme psychological reconditioning protocol designed to subjugate men completely.

The goal was to induce a severe psychological split—shattering the original identity to cultivate a completely submissive, obedient secondary personality. Once that obedient personality emerged, the original self would be systematically erased through intense psychological conditioning.

However, because this process was exceptionally brutal, it was rarely used in modern times. Most women preferred to groom young men from childhood, finding satisfaction in raising them to be obedient from the start.

Other extreme methods existed—such as breaking a male’s spirit through total physical degradation.

Yet Murong Fanghua could not afford to spend years grooming him, nor would she ever allow him to be degraded by others. Thus, forcing a psychological split was the only option left to claim him completely.

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