Nan Zhiyun closed her eyes. Both Yu Jingchen's actions and his words were enough to make Nan Zhiyun feel desperate.
The memory of that first time is still vivid in Nan Zhiyun's mind. She can't imagine what would happen if she went through it again; she...can't bear it. But how can she escape the current situation? Yu Jingchen will never let her go.
Perhaps feeling hopeless, Nan Zhiyun made a snap decision and bit her tongue. Yu Jingchen noticed something was wrong and saw blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. At that moment, Yu Jingchen was first shocked, and then his anger reached its peak.
Yu Jingchen grabbed Nan Zhiyun's mouth, forcing her to open it. Sure enough, she actually tried to bite her tongue and commit suicide? Ha, well done!
"Nan Zhiyun, do you think this is enough? You're the one who provoked me, and now you can't hold back anymore? Trying to bite your tongue and commit suicide? How could you even think of that? Before I allow you to die, you don't even deserve to die!" After saying that, Yu Jingchen picked up a handkerchief from the side and stuffed it into Nan Zhiyun's mouth, then threw it away violently. Nan Zhiyun crashed into the edge of the bed, and she collapsed onto the bed like a lump of rotten flesh.
Why...why did she have to live again? Why was God so cruel to her? Why didn't He let her die? Why was she reborn at this time of year?! Why! Tears streamed down Nan Zhiyun's face, ruining her makeup. At this moment, she felt as if she had fallen into a place of despair, unable to break free no matter how hard she tried.
Is this the price? Is it the price of her own wishful thinking? She truly regrets it... God, I beg you, let me die... I don't need a second chance...
"It is a serious crime for a concubine to commit suicide. You don't want your father to be implicated and die with you, do you?" Yu Jingchen bent down and pinched her chin.
Yes... suicide by hanging is a serious crime. Nan Zhiyun was indeed threatened. Yu Jingchen is a man of his word; he will always do what he says. Moreover, he is wary of her father. If he has any leverage over her, he will not let her off the hook, nor will he let her father off the hook...
Why is fate so cruel? What did she do wrong? If liking him is a sin, then can she never have anything to do with him again, not even for eternity? God, just let me die... I don't need a chance to be reborn... Nan Zhiyun felt desolate. Who can save her? Who can help her and let her die?
When Yu Jingchen saw Nan Zhiyun like this, he felt as if she had completely lost hope. He remembered her saying she regretted it and wanted to leave the palace… Why should she? Did she think she could come and go as she pleased? Absolutely not, absolutely not! Since Nan Zhiyun had come, she would only be tormented by him for the rest of her life!
"You think you have dignity? Well then, today I'll see how much dignity you have left!" Yu Jingchen was acting like a madman. Nan Zhiyun was filled with fear as she listened to his words, but there was nothing she could do.
"If you're injured, you should get proper treatment. Someone, summon the female physician!" Yu Jingchen seemed to have thought of something fun again. Nan Zhiyun didn't know what he was going to do.
The female healer arrived shortly after, but Nan Zhiyun was completely naked; how could she possibly face anyone? The marks on her body… Nan Zhiyun pleaded. But Yu Jingchen clearly intended to humiliate her, so he showed her no mercy whatsoever.
Yu Jingchen decisively tore off the bed curtains, then used them to fix Nan Zhiyun's hands and feet to the head and foot of the bed, leaving Nan Zhiyun naked and bound to the bed.
"Bring all the palace maids in," Yu Jingchen issued a terrifying order.
Nan Zhiyun shook her head desperately, letting out sobs, but the more desperate her expression, the more obvious the smile on Yu Jingchen's lips seemed. The palace maids who had entered stood in several rows, all of them seeing Nan Zhiyun's current state, and they lowered their heads.
but……
"All of you, raise your heads! Stand up and look at her, your master, your master who is despicable to the core!" Yu Jingchen's words pierced Nan Zhiyun's heart, and she stopped struggling.
Being stared at like this was worse than death for Nan Zhiyun. The female healer, under pressure, tried to examine the wound in her mouth, but Nan Zhiyun simply didn't want to open her mouth.
"Nan Zhiyun, don't test my patience. If you dare to continue acting so servilely, next time I won't be calling for a palace maid." Yu Jingchen was clearly threatening her. Nan Zhiyun was deeply hurt; she dared not do it again…
The female doctor applied medicine to Nan Zhiyun, who then turned her head away, unwilling to open her eyes or speak.
Qianxia was naturally among them. She watched as Nan Zhiyun was humiliated like this, kneeling there and sobbing uncontrollably. She wanted to stop her, but she didn't have the power to. If she did something she shouldn't have, she might only cause trouble for her empress.
Even though Qianxia did nothing, Yu Jingchen didn't let her off the hook. Hearing the crying beside him, Yu Jingchen became annoyed: "You want to keep your master company, is that it? Fine, then keep her company. Someone, cut out her tongue." Here, "her" naturally refers to Qianxia.
Nan Zhiyun finally reacted to the order. She looked at Yu Jingchen, her eyes wide, and even though her tongue hurt, she pleaded, "No...please, please..."
Yu Jingchen looked at Nan Zhiyun and gently lifted her face with his finger: "Beg me?"
Nan Zhiyun nodded vigorously: "I was wrong...I was wrong, please, no, please let her go...I will never dare to do it again..." Nan Zhiyun spoke intermittently, crying so hard she could hardly breathe.
"Heh, but what if I just want to cut off her tongue? You don't want your tongue anymore, so she can certainly not. Tell me, how about I cut off her tongue, have it cooked, and feed it to you?" Yu Jingchen gradually went mad.
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