Having come to this point, futile resistance would only result in more cruel treatment, so her only choice... was to submit.
Yue Ping led her to a carriage, where three other Imperial Guards stood watch.
You Shuyao wished time could stop at this moment. She was afraid to see Huo Jingsha, afraid that he would look at her with a cruel and cold smile, as if he was laughing at her overestimating herself. No matter how far she ran, she would still not be able to escape his grasp, and in the end, she would not be able to escape being crushed by his palm.
These past few days of freedom, comfort, and ease felt like a fleeting dream. When she awoke, she had to face reality, just like in her previous lives, falling into his hands, her fate returning to its starting point. Destiny… destiny, everything is destiny… she could never escape it.
Sitting alone in a spacious and luxurious carriage, one's mind becomes so tense that one loses all senses. She sat there blankly, not knowing how much time had passed, when the curtain was lifted and a piercing gaze locked onto her, causing her supposedly numb heart to tremble slightly.
She looked up and saw Huo Jingsha's cold eyes. Then he slowly stepped into the carriage, followed by a strong smell of blood.
Qi and the others...were they all wiped out? Even someone as skilled as Qi was defeated by him? Huo Jingsha...he's practically the embodiment of a devil.
When he slowly extended a hand towards her, she knew she was going to die. Oh well, it wasn't the first time she'd died anyway, so what if she died? She didn't even have the will to resist now; she just wished he would give her a quick death, instead of slowly cutting her flesh with a dull knife and torturing her back and forth.
However, she was wrong.
Just as she was waiting for the pain to come, the next moment... she felt a tightness on her face as Huo Jingsha ripped off the fake skin covering her face.
Because of the time constraints, Qi only wanted to temporarily deceive the situation, so the fake skin on her face was not firmly attached and could be removed without the need for a solvent.
From Huo Jingsha's furious yet slightly surprised eyes, she knew that her true colors had been completely exposed, and all her schemes had failed.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed her waist, like a roc seizing a fledgling bird. Shu Yao dared not move or struggle, fearing that he would cruelly and mercilessly dislocate her arms again.
The carriage moved at a steady pace, and the interior was completely silent. She could feel the violent aura emanating from him, and the air was filled with a faint, nauseating smell of blood. She knew that he hated betrayal the most, and this time, his silence for so long must mean he was thinking about how to kill her.
Shu Yao felt ice-cold all over, her temples throbbing uncontrollably, her whole body on guard, afraid that he would pounce on her and tear her to pieces at any moment.
Perhaps her body had reached its limit; she felt her blood rushing upwards, a metallic taste rising to her throat, and she vomited a mouthful of blood. Then, everything went black, and she lost all consciousness.
Excellent! She wished she could stay unconscious like this forever.
Unfortunately, Huo Jingsha refused. He took out something and smelled it under her nose, which woke her up from her daze.
As expected of the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he was skilled in torture and even more adept at reviving the unconscious. However, instead of using a basin of cold water, he used ointment, which You Shuyao felt was already quite polite.
The moment I opened my eyes, I was met with a pair of intimidatingly cold eyes.
Huo Jingsha was staring at her, and she didn't know how long he had been watching her. Her mind was still a little sluggish, so she could only remain frozen in place. But out of the corner of her eye, she realized that she was no longer in the carriage, but lying on a bed in a room.
Good heavens... Is he going to torture her to extract a confession? Although she was overwhelmed by despair and prepared to die at any moment, she was still afraid of the torture in front of her.
The moment he moved his hand, she instinctively tried to shrink back.
"Don't move," he warned in a deep voice.
Knowing that struggling was futile, she couldn't help herself because of Huo Jingsha's extremely aggressive gaze, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
"What does the master want to do?" She trembled with fear, her voice shaking slightly.
But Huo Jingsha suddenly smiled, reaching out his warm hand to touch her skin. Even though it was so warm, it still made her shiver.
"Be a good girl, take off your clothes and lie down..." His voice was like a devil's low whisper, evil, husky, and seductive, filling her with fear.
Shu Yao clutched her clothes and shook her head, her small face scrunched up and completely bloodless.
As if leaving her no room to refuse, Huo Jingsha pinned her struggling wrists above her head with one hand, and picked up a sharp dagger with the other. She knew at a glance that the dagger was incredibly sharp and could easily disembowel her.
Wow... she really wanted to cry. Since she was doomed to die, could they knock her unconscious before carrying out the execution?
"No, please..." Shu Yao's eyes were wet with tears of fear, and she could only sob and beg for mercy, looking extremely helpless.
But Huo Jingsha, born in the Year of the Snake, was a cold-blooded animal. He pressed the blade against her chest and swiftly made a cut. In just a few more strokes, her clothes were completely torn open, revealing her bright red undergarment. But he didn't stop there. He then cut the string that tied the undergarment around her neck. Now, her upper body was once again completely naked, exposed to his eyes.
Huo Jingsha stared at her ample bosom, his eyes darkening as he greedily surveyed her before gently turning her body around so her back was facing upwards. In an instant… he noticed the bandages covering the wound were soaked with blood, and his dark eyes instantly turned ruthless.
"Damn it!" Those two simple words were like a death sentence, extinguishing even the last glimmer of hope and utterly extinguishing her struggle. You Shuyao thought, so be it! Maybe I'll be reborn after death, and after rebirth… I'll be a hero again!
"It was my negligence. I thought it was safe enough in my residence. I never expected that those traitors would still kidnap you and make you suffer like this."
Huh?
Upon hearing this, You Shuyao, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
"Look... the knife wound on your back has reopened. This won't do. We need to reapply the medicine. It might hurt a little, but bear with it. I'll bandage it up soon."
The voice was completely unlike his own; it was indescribably kind and gentle, and the gesture of patting his back with his palm was so careful.
She wasn't disemboweled; the knife was only used to cut open her clothes, probably because he was afraid that taking them off would tear the wound. He did this to examine her affected area so he could re-bandage and apply medicine.
But why? You Shuyao was a little confused. She thought death was inevitable, but there was no torture like in her previous lives. Instead, there was only a gentle touch on her back, as if she were a fragile piece of porcelain, as they carefully cleaned her wounds little by little.
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