After Becomes a Widow, the Chaste Master Gets Hooked on Keeping Her Prisoner

Fragile Widow vs. Scholarly Scoundrel Eunuch.

*A twisted, darkened Eunuch plots long and hard for the Emperor's woman.

The female lead is soft, cute, gentle, resilient, and clear-si...

Chapter 92 You can agree to any condition?

No one in this world knows the devil's body temperature better than she does.

Su Tiyue once embraced Xiao Heye naked.

Except for that place...

His whole body seemed to be chilled to the bone, without any body temperature.

If she could exchange everything she had for the safety and well-being of those around her, Su Tiyue would willingly stay by his side for the rest of her life.

Su Tiyue understood this in her heart.

Xiao Heye treated her very, very well.

So good it's beyond words, so good it's impeccable.

As for those bloody, cruel, and unbearable killings and dark scenes, Su Tiyue can learn to take them in stride.

If you're scared, don't look; if you don't want to look, turn away; if you don't want to listen, cover your ears...

In fact, this is how they should get along.

Once you understand this and get over that mental hurdle, you'll feel much better.

My thoughts gradually settled down, and my mood slowly calmed down.

Overnight, Su Tiyue seemed to have grown a lot and become much stronger.

Sometimes, crying doesn't solve anything.

Similarly, crying won't save anyone.

She didn't blame Xiao Heye, nor did she hate him... but occasionally she couldn't help but feel afraid of him.

*

The following evening.

After dinner.

Accompanied by Liu Wan, Su Tiyue went to Jingren Palace.

This was her first visit to Mengxueji's Jingren Palace since she entered the palace.

Before the mourning period for the late emperor had ended, Su Tiyue appeared at Jingren Palace dressed in white, her hair half-tied up with a plain hairpin, her face bare of makeup.

When the young palace maid of Jingren Palace saw Su Tiyue arrive, she showed a slight surprise on her face, bowed, and led her to the inner courtyard.

Upon arriving at Meng Xueji's palace, the maid gently pushed open the door and went in to deliver a message. After a short while, she came out and respectfully said to Su Tiyue, "The mistress is taking a bath. She asked Your Highness to go in and wait a moment."

Su Tiyue pursed her lips, feeling somewhat impolite: "I'm afraid that's not quite appropriate."

The maidservant replied, "The mistress said that the weather is cold and the wind is strong outside, so she asked Your Highness to go inside and wait."

Since Mengxueji has said so, it would be inappropriate to refuse any longer.

Su Tiyue nodded and then pushed open the door and went inside.

For some reason, there was no screen separating Yumeyuki's bedroom.

Su Tiyue took a few steps inside and looked up to see the erotic scene of Meng Xueji just stepping out of the bathtub.

She was completely naked, her fair and smooth skin on full display.

However... it's hard to find a single patch of intact skin below her neck.

It was covered in scars...

Su Tiyue glanced at it once, and then couldn't look away.

Although she knew it was impolite to do so, she still mustered up her courage and slowly approached until she saw the wounds on Yumeyuki's body.

His chest, back, legs, and arms were covered in scars.

Meng Xueji gave a helpless twitch of her lips, grabbed a piece of clothing and wrapped it around herself: "My body is extremely ugly, I hope you'll laugh at me, little sister."

Through the pure white gauze robe, Su Tiyue stood behind her, her fingertips gently touching the wound on Meng Xueji's shoulder, incredulous: "It was the late emperor...?"

Meng Xueji nodded slightly: "The late emperor was eccentric and irritable. He was fine when he wasn't drunk, but he was quite difficult to serve when he was."

She quickly dressed, reached out and pulled Su Tiyue to sit down on the chaise lounge, personally poured her a cup of hot tea, and continued, "Actually, it's not just me. Do you think the late emperor's other concubines were any better?"

“I was completely naked, and he whipped me with a blue whip. I was also burned by a burning candle, and here… these are the tattoos the late emperor left on my body with a needle tip dipped in ink…”

Meng Xueji pointed to her lower back and said calmly, "But it doesn't hurt anymore."

Su Tiyue lowered her head, feeling heartbroken and sad. Her hands rested awkwardly on her lap. She looked up, unable to bear listening any longer, and said, "Sister, I came today to tell you that Shuang'er is alright."

Meng Xueji smiled and said, "I know, I received the letter."

She paused for a moment, then added, "I don't know how to thank you."

Su Tiyue shook her head. "I should be thanking you."

There were some things that Su Tiyue didn't know how to say.

Previously, Su Tiyue knew nothing about it. The night she entered the palace, it wasn't that the late emperor didn't want to come, but that Xiao Heye had Meng Xueji use a method to keep the late emperor in Jingren Palace.

The torment and suffering that should have been borne by Su Tiyue were instead inflicted on another woman.

No matter how you look at it, Su Tiyue owes her this favor.

Moreover, she had just seen the wounds on Meng Xueji's body. It was hard to imagine how Meng Xueji had endured those dark, agonizing nights.

Physical torment is bearable, but how can Meng Xueji convince herself of the inner turmoil and suffering?

After all, it was the late emperor who killed the man, her lover, her husband, the father of her two children…

It is said that the inner palace is as deep as the sea.

Some people may feel that they are walking a thorny path.

But in this world, there are clearly people who have a harder time and live a more miserable life.

Isn't that right?

Su Tiyue's eyes were slightly red, and she said softly, "Sister, Minister Zhang is dead, you don't have to be his concubine anymore."

Saying this might seem disrespectful to the deceased.

But at least for Yumeyuki, this should be good news.

Upon hearing this news, Meng Xueji was initially taken aback, but a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.

But after a moment, the usual darkness returned to his eyes: "To me, the death of one Vice Minister Zhang is nothing compared to the next, and the one after that, and so on, that I can't even count them all..."

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