Chapter 645: Psychologically Transformed



"Ah... get out, get out, all of you get out of here!"

The Jiang Mansion was located in a side courtyard behind the main courtyard. Xiao Qingheng, who was suffering from the festering wound on the back of his hand, threw the medicine bowl that the maid had just brought to the table, along with the teapot and teacups, to the ground.

After a series of harsh and chaotic crackling sounds, the good utensils were broken into pieces all over the floor.

The guard saw that his gauze-wrapped hand was soaked with pus and blood again, so he took the gauze and medicine and was about to help him re-bandage it, but he was kicked down with the gauze and medicine.

The guard fell to the ground covered with porcelain fragments, and blood immediately appeared on his body from being stabbed.

Not only did Xiao Qingheng not feel the slightest bit of guilt, but he felt much more relieved. He followed the same method and kicked the last four guards who followed him to the ground. He did not stop until he saw that they were all in a miserable state and bleeding.

"Why? Why should this prince suffer such torture, while you slaves are able to be fine?"

He laughed like a madman and pointed at the guards, saying, "Good bleeding, good bleeding! I should let you bleed too, so that you will go to find a doctor wholeheartedly."

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly glanced at the guards with a sinister sidelong glance and said, "From today on, if I can't find a doctor who can cure this prince, you will accompany me to bleed for the rest of my life."

The guards clenched their fists tightly, not daring to speak out, and could only endure it.

Seeing them still lying on the ground, Xiao Qingheng became angry again, "What are you still doing lying there? Why don't you go find a doctor for this prince? Are you tired of living?"

The guards immediately fled in panic.

Xiao Qingheng impatiently removed all the gauze from his hand, looking at the originally small wound that had now infected his entire palm, spreading upward along his arm, festering, oozing pus, and emitting a foul odor.

He looked towards the direction of the General's Mansion with a sinister look, and said viciously, "Mr. Tian, ​​I will not be a human being if I don't avenge this vengeance."

"Hiss..." A gust of cool wind blew over, causing a sharp pain in his wound. Xiao Qingheng hurriedly shouted to the door, "Someone, rebandage this prince."

Soon, a maid came in with medicine and gauze. She tried hard to endure the stench from the wound and the disgusting smell of pus and festering, and cleaned and bandaged Xiao Qingheng.

Xiao Qingheng watched the maid's forbearance with interest. After she was bandaged, he suddenly raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Why? Do you dislike this prince?"

The maid's chin was pinched and she couldn't speak. She shook her head in fear and tears quickly filled her eyes.

Unfortunately, her pitiful and helpless appearance did not arouse Xiao Qingheng's sympathy for her at all. Instead, it aroused his psychological abnormality.

He had a smile on his face and slowly released his hand that was pinching the maid's chin. Before the maid could catch her breath, his hand quickly pinched her neck again, and his eyes became increasingly crazy.

He stared at the maid with red eyes, "Tian An, you bitch, you dare to harm this prince, this prince will make you bleed, make you wish you could not live, and make you wish you could not die."

Just as the maid began to roll her eyes and stick out her tongue, and was about to lose control, the hand that was strangling her neck loosened again.

The little maid coughed twice, and after catching her breath, she did not dare to delay and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy, "Prince, please spare my life, spare my life, this servant, this servant is not Tian An, please have mercy on me, Prince."

Xiao Qingheng looked at her with a half-smile as she crouched before him like a dog. He raised his hand and made a "Shush!" gesture to his lips, then shook his finger and said, "No, you are. This prince said you are, so you are."

The maid subconsciously wanted to say no, but when she saw Xiao Qingheng's expression was about to change, she quickly changed her words, "Yes, your servant, I am Tian An, please give your orders, Master."

Seeing this, Xiao Qingheng nodded in satisfaction and pointed at the mess on the ground and said, "Clean it up."

The maid instinctively stood up to get a broom, but was stopped by Xiao Qingheng's nonchalant words, "Stop, pick it up for me with your hands. After you're done, take off your clothes and wipe it for me."

Having learned the lesson before, the maid didn't dare to delay. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her face, then lowered her head to pick up the debris on the ground. Even though her hand was cut, Xiao Qingheng didn't allow her to stop.

After having the servants serve tea and snacks again, he leisurely watched her picking up porcelain pieces from the ground with her bloody hands, and called Tian An's name with a malicious look, "Tian An, do you know you are wrong? Do you still dare to harm this prince?"

The maidservant didn't dare to anger him, and quickly followed his words and said, "This servant knows she is wrong. She will never dare to harm His Highness again. Please spare my life."

Xiao Qingheng was very satisfied with the look of "Tian An" begging for mercy on the ground. When he saw the floor covered with her blood, he narrowed his eyes in disgust.

He glanced at the tea in his hand, and the next second he suddenly poured the tea on the maid, and the maid's originally dry clothes were instantly wet.

The sudden change made her stunned for a moment, and the next second she reacted and quickly covered her chest with her hands.

Xiao Qingheng ignored her and continued to pour tea into the teacup, then poured it all over the maid one cup at a time.

In the end, he even picked up the teapot and poured it over her head like watering a flower.

Seeing her soaking wet and her clothes clinging to her skin, Xiao Qingheng was in a good mood. "Hahahaha, Tian An, you have come to this day too."

The maid lowered her head and sobbed softly, hugging herself tightly as she was soaked. However, Xiao Qingheng did not give her a chance to breathe. "Okay, your clothes are all wet. Take them off quickly and clean the floor for this prince."

Hearing this, the little maidservant was terrified and kept shaking her head, begging for his mercy. "Prince, please, let me go! I won't dare to do it again."

Xiao Qingheng refused to give in. "Hurry up! Don't make me say it a second time. Or do you want me to take it off for you?"

Seeing this, the maid knew that she could not escape today, so she could only unbutton her clothes with trembling hands.

Xiao Qingheng stared at the maid taking off her clothes without blinking, his expression sometimes ferocious, sometimes distorted, sometimes excited, and he kept muttering Tian An's name and cursing.

It seemed that if he screamed too much, the maid would really become Tian An and be humiliated by her.

When the maid finally took off her coat and prepared to wipe the floor, Xiao Qingheng suddenly stood up, walked up to her, pulled out her belt, and pulled off her skirt, leaving only the bellyband on her chest.

Amid the maid's terrified screams, Xiao Qingheng grabbed her and bit her neck.

As he exerted force, blood instantly gushed out from the place where the maid was bitten, flowing down her white neck to her collarbone.

While struggling, the maid accidentally touched his wound and was kicked into the yard.

She didn't care that she was not wearing any clothes and got up to run. Unfortunately, before she took two steps, Xiao Qingheng gave her an order and she went back into the room.

If she was caught again, her fate could be imagined. When she was thrown into the yard again, she was naked, with only a handkerchief loosely stuffed around her mouth. Her whole body was covered in blood and flesh, with not a single piece of intact flesh left. She was breathing out more than breathing in.

There was no sound outside. God knows what kind of inhuman torture she suffered.

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