"First, I'm busy dealing with unfinished work; second, I also have to deal with all the women in your backyard; third, even if I have time, I need to spend more time with Yao'er and Xiao Bao, enjoying family bliss; fourth, in any spare time I have, I don't want to do anything but hold my wife in my arms until the end of time... Do you understand?"
"Ah...it hurts, let go...sir...it hurts..." Yuefang's face had been pinched out of shape, and her jawbone was cracking. She felt like she was about to faint from the pain.
Huo Jingsha saw that her face had turned completely blue and purple before she flung her hand away and threw her to the ground.
"Liu Yuefang, you're no longer of any use to me. I'm sparing your life, so you should cherish it. If you think you haven't lost enough face before, this time I can strip you naked and throw you out into the street. So... you'd better watch your tongue and not cause any more trouble."
Lying prostrate on the ground, Yuefang was in too much pain to speak, but she quickly gleaned a message from his words: he was dealing with the women in the backyard. Hah… this day had finally come. Those women, like her, couldn't escape the fate of being abandoned by Huo Jingsha. But she was unwilling, truly unwilling, because she had once been the closest to becoming the "Young Mistress of the Huo Family." Even if You Shuyao hadn't returned, even if it was a lie, she would forever bear the title of Huo Jingsha's wife. She wouldn't die in peace until she made one last desperate attempt.
"My lord... Yuefang truly loves you. Why can't you give me a chance? I swear, I will not compete with the young mistress for your favor. Even if you only visit me once a month, I will be content."
Huo Jingsha sneered, "Keep those words to yourself and your own conscience."
Yuefang's face was filled with sorrow, and her tone became increasingly tragic. "Why must you be so heartless to me? Regardless of good or bad, I have helped you so much. You don't remember my contributions, you don't remember my sincere love, and you even... you humiliated me, crippled one of my legs, and now you want to send me away like a dog. Are you trying to force me to my death? Everyone in the capital knows that I, Liu Yuefang, am now Huo Jingsha's wife. You divorced my former young mistress. If I go out like this, I won't just lose face for myself, but for you, the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and a first-rank official, Lord Huo."
Huo Jingsha snorted and glanced at her, "I felt those punishments weren't enough. If you hadn't been useful back then, I would have killed you with a single blow. Who told you to shamelessly wear Shu Yao's clothes and try to seduce me? As for the rest, I don't care. Even you know I'm acting. Do you think the people in the capital don't know? You think you're worthy to be my wife!"
Yuefang puffed out her cheeks. She had thought that Huo Jingsha, with his ruthless style, hadn't killed her because he still had some old feelings for her. But she never expected... "My lord, you really haven't changed at all. You're so cold and ruthless that you're not even human."
"You're wrong. I do have feelings, but not for you. No! To be precise, no one but Yao'er is worth my sincere affection," he said indifferently.
"Hmph! For You Shuyao's sake, you hurt me like this, and you harm those women in the backyard like this, treating us like dirt. Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being heartless. I will make that woman go to her coffin with resentment, and make her hate you to the bone even in the underworld!"
"What do you want to do? Liu Yuefang, don't think I really wouldn't dare to kill you." His face darkened.
“I’m going to tell that stupid woman the truth, including how she died at Luo Wenpei’s hands, and how you cruelly tried to strangle your own child, and see if she still dares to stay with you.”
"Don't take things out of context. What you saw isn't the truth either." Veins bulged on his forehead as he considered breaking his vow and killing Liu Yuefang to protect his family's peace. But now Shu Yao was seriously ill, and he was afraid—afraid that if he took another life, fate wouldn't even give her the last chance.
"What? Lord Huo has moments of fear? Afraid that she'll hate you after she finds out the truth?" She was extremely smug, enduring the pain as she awkwardly got up from the ground.
"You think you can threaten me? I could kill you before you even say it." Huo Jingsha took a step closer to her expressionlessly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Go ahead and kill me!" Liu Yuefang said, oblivious to the danger. "I've already told everyone I know. If I die, she'll definitely spill everything and let You Shuyao know. Why do you have to go through me? Killing me alone won't be enough, sir. You'll probably have to slaughter everyone in the manor to shut up the gossip." Yuefang said with a sinister smile, as if she had hit a nerve.
Upon hearing this, Huo Jingsha's expression went beyond simply being ugly.
Liu Yuefang, observing his helpless expression, laughed even more wildly. "First, you hid Luo Wenpei in Chengze Hutong, visiting her three or four times a month. She even called you 'husband,' and the whole alley knew she was your mistress, right? Then you insisted on bringing her back to the mansion, disregarding You Shuyao's feelings, taking her as a concubine, forcing You Shuyao to run away from home, and ultimately dying tragically at Luo Wenpei's hands. Did You Shuyao know all this? Oh...right, after that old Taoist used evil magic to revive her, he also made her lose this part of her memory. Later, there was another me, and you and I made love in bed, and she even caught us, hahaha...isn't that right, Lord Huo? Do you think she'll forgive you if she knows all this?"
"Shut up!" Huo Jingsha roared in fury, suddenly stepping forward and grabbing her throat tightly. His fierceness showed that he could no longer suppress his murderous intent.
Yuefang didn't expect him to change his mind so quickly. She struggled to pry his iron hand away, but the pain from earlier hadn't subsided, and she was no match for his strength. Before long, her face turned a deep purplish-red, her eyes rolled back, and she was barely breathing.
"Huo Jingsha, let her go!" A voice filled with boundless anger came from behind him.
Huo Jingsha was startled and suddenly released her grip.
“Yao’er…” He turned around, his face instantly filled with bewilderment.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't kill anymore? Then why did you do this to her? Or are you feeling guilty about something?" Shu Yao's expression was solemn as she stared intently at him as he approached step by step.
"I...no." He answered without any confidence, which was really pathetic. Huo Jingsha was not afraid of anything, except his wife's temper and anger.
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