Chapter 60 "You've betrayed me too many times."...
For some reason, she felt that Si Qing's bedroom smelled better than when she last visited.
The strong floral fragrance made her dizzy.
Si Qing sat on the couch, raising her hand to cover her eyes. Her cheeks, shimmering in the sunlight, still bore the marks of a slap that hadn't fully healed. "The sun seems brighter than usual today."
Leng Cuizhu turned her head and glanced at the window behind her: "I forgot you don't like being in the sun."
She closed the window and then got up to close the door to keep the sunlight out.
The man lay on the couch and laughed: "Sister, aren't you afraid I might do something to you?"
She hadn't even considered this aspect.
She sat back on the couch, still dazed: "Didn't you say... you knew you were wrong?"
“Yes,” the man hugged her, burying his face in her chest, his voice weak, “Sister, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me?”
Presumably, Si Qing herself cared more about the land deed he held, so she readily replied, "Okay, I forgive you."
"But I don't forgive you."
Before she could react, she heard a series of silvery bell sounds in her ears, and at the same time, intense pain spread from her wrist bone throughout her body.
Her wrist trembled incessantly, as if it were about to detach from her body.
With difficulty, she raised her arm and lifted her wrist, which was covered by her sleeve. Beneath the skin, the thing that was about to emerge was twisting and struggling wildly, just like her.
"you……"
Si Qing hugged her, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
"You bitch!"
She sprang up from the couch and stumbled toward the door, but after taking only two steps, her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground. The plush carpet became an obstacle, and she felt as if she were in a swamp, unable to get up no matter what she did.
The man wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, lifted her up from the ground, and placed her back on the couch.
He tidied her disheveled hair while peeling off her clothes.
I don't want to forgive you.
"You have betrayed me too many times."
He actually started to recall the first time very seriously: "The first time, it must have been more than ten years ago, the night we first met?"
"You really think I won't resent you, hate you, and even thank you for sleeping with me, treating you like a precious treasure? If I'm a slut, then you're a whore, right? After all, you enjoy sleeping with sluts so much, and I'm nothing, so you're naturally superior."
He untied her belt, easily grabbed her hands, tied them together, and then wrapped the remaining belt around the armrest, binding her to the couch.
"The second time was when you chose to go down the mountain with Yin Yuan."
"Why didn't you choose me? What have I done wrong to you? What is there about that old man that you still miss?" He moved closer to unbutton her bra, but there were too many buttons, so he just ripped it off.
“The third time was yesterday,” he chuckled, “and you didn’t choose me again.”
Leng Cuizhu bit her lip, seized the opportunity, and kicked out, hitting the man right in the bud.
Si Qing had no idea she still had strength, and fell to the ground in pain.
She seized the opportunity to break free of her hands and ran towards the door, ignoring her chest.
Almost, just a hair's breadth away—the instant her fingertips touched the bolt, she heard the bell, a loud, blaring bell.
"Little Candle, come back."
She turned and walked back.
Walk up to the man and hug him.
He gently stroked her hair: "Why did you leave? Why did you leave me?"
"If you want to leave, we can go together, how about it? Anyway, there's nothing to miss about this place... Of course, I'm not saying you can't leave me. You're free, so of course you can leave me."
"only……"
He rang the bell in his hand, and she immediately looked up to stare.
The ringtone seemed to have a great attraction for her, making her willingly snuggle into the man's arms, like an infant helplessly seeking his comfort.
"You can't live without me anymore."
The man gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, moved to the bedside, sat on the headboard, and held her tightly in his arms.
"The mother Gu is gone, it doesn't matter, I'm willing to be your mother Gu. From now on, as long as I ring the bell, you can only obediently return to my side. Even if you cut out the offspring Gu, it won't help, this Gu can only be cured by me and my blood relatives. Unfortunately, my parents are dead and I have no offspring, so you can only beg me."
She stared at him, blankly, tears streaming down her face.
Originally, Si Qing was smiling, but seeing her tears, her own eyes gradually became moist as well.
"Without you, I have no reason to live." He looked up and sighed, "Why is God so cruel and kind to me, letting you leave me time and time again, and then bringing you back to my side time and time again?"
"If only I loved you, but I can't. I hate you so much. That night was like an endless nightmare. I will never forget your smile and your music. I thought you were a goddess who came to save me, but I never expected you to be just as bad as them. I poured all my meager love into you, but you were so stingy that you wouldn't give me even a little bit."
“If you were a man, you would have ended up like my brothers, but you are a woman, the woman I fell in love with at first sight, the only woman in my life.” He touched her cheek with his fingertips and brushed her eyelashes away. “So I won’t kill you, I will only torture you. If you are willing to enjoy it, it won’t be torture.”
The moment the man's fingertips touched her lips and teeth, she suddenly opened her lips to bite.
Si Qing quickly withdrew her hand, but she still managed to bite it and draw blood. The blood flowed freely, staining her blue dress bright red.
She abandoned him and ran towards the door, but collapsed to the ground upon hearing the bell. Still unwilling to give up, she bit her lip and crawled towards the door.
A voice inside her kept telling her: escape, she had to escape!
Better to be a broken jade than a whole tile; at worst, we'll all perish together!
She cannot give in like this!
So, when the man bent down to hug her, she grabbed his arm and bit him again.
Si Qing was in so much pain that his face was contorted. No matter how hard he bit the bell, it was no use. He could only watch helplessly as blood stained his entire sleeve.
He liked being bitten by her, but... the pain was so intense, like a raging flood, that he couldn't bear it at all and eventually closed his eyes and fainted.
Leng Cuizhu released her mouth and picked up the clothes scattered on the ground.
She had already dressed and was about to leave when she glanced at the man on the ground and went back.
She stepped on the man's waist and abdomen, grinding and moving, leaving his robes wrinkled and crumpled.
"You're not a slut, you're a slut."
She really underestimated Si Qing, or rather, she overestimated him.
She didn't know when it hardened, but it was already undeniable when she stepped on it.
She ran into several servants as soon as she stepped out.
The servant, seeing her disheveled and covered in blood, not only didn't stop her, but also made way for her.
She emerged from the gate unharmed.
Instead of going home, he headed towards the Yin residence.
She was aware of Si Qing's danger and would not give him any more opportunities. As for the land deed, she would have to find another way. In short, she could not risk her life again; it was too frightening.
Yin Yuan is annoying, but at least he won't hurt her.
As they approached the gate of the Yin residence, Yin Yuan happened to return from his day's business. As soon as he got off the carriage, she embraced him.
Yin Yuan stood frozen in place, his hand holding the scroll suspended in mid-air, as if he wanted to let go but hadn't.
"You again..." Before he could finish speaking, he heard her soft sobs and fell silent.
"My lord, I have no other choice but to come to you..."
She sobbed as she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, her delicate skin turning deathly pale.
Yin Yuan's empty eyes were filled with her, only her. He gazed at her, and seeing her tears welling up before she could speak, he looked away and said, "Mm."
The man took off his cloak, draped it over her shoulders, wrapped her whole body in it, picked her up horizontally, and carried her into the mansion, with several guards following closely behind.
Yi Yinwan was practicing archery in the courtyard when she saw the two of them. She secretly followed them with her maid.
Something's not right, something's very wrong. She hasn't even discussed with Leng Zhen how to continue sowing discord between the two of them, how come they're almost back to normal? It seems she needs to speed things up.
Yin Yuan placed Leng Cuizhu on the bed and instructed his servants to fetch a physician.
"What happened?" he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Where did the blood come from?"
“Si, Si Qing…” she murmured, unable to speak, burying her face in the man’s chest as she sobbed, “I never want to see him again.”
Upon hearing this, Yin Yuan's eyes deepened: "...Hmm."
"Rest first." He got up and walked out without looking back.
Alone, the cold green candle flickered in a daze.
"rest?"
How could she possibly rest?
A little while later, a maid came in to bring her clothes. She curled up on the bed, took off her blood-stained clothes, and changed. Yi Yinwan came in from outside and went straight to the bedside to sit down.
Yi Yinwan sat down on her dress, and she lowered her head and silently began to tug at it.
Yi Yinwan suddenly hugged her, startling her so much that she pulled her hand back from her dress.
"Oh my god, you've suffered so much. I feel so sorry for you," Yi Yinwan said tirelessly. "I've heard about what happened to you. The master has already set off for the government office and will seek justice for you."
She sniffled as she spoke, seemingly on the verge of tears.
Did Yin Yuan go to the government office?
"Ah... thank you for your concern, Madam. Actually, I'm fine... what are you doing at the government office, sir?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Yinwan clicked her tongue and said, "I already told you, I'll get justice for you."
"Okay, sure."
She was afraid that if she spoke again, Madam Yin would get angry, so she chose to keep quiet.
"Is this all you're going to do?"
"Huh?" Leng Cuizhu frowned and tentatively asked, "Then, I'm very touched?"
Yi Yinwan glared at her: "...Never mind, I didn't come to see you for this."
"I'm just here to remind you that you should always be wary of others. Although your master pretends to love you on the surface, he actually doesn't like you in private. He often criticizes your behavior behind your back. You should never get involved with this kind of man who is outwardly polite but inwardly wicked, because you never know when he will break off relations with you and give you a hard time."
Leng Cuizhu rubbed her temples: "Hmm... Madam, actually... actually he has never given me a kind look on the surface, pretending to love me very much."
She didn't understand why Yi Yinwan suddenly told her this, but what Yi Yinwan said was indeed useful, so perhaps Madam Yin was just concerned about herself?
"Yeah! That's even worse. After all, he didn't even bother to pretend, which means he doesn't care about you at all!"
"No wonder they're father and son, they're cut from the same mold. Don't you think your youngest son is the same kind of man? Like father, like son. Leng Zhen is far more cunning than you think."
“Ah…” she nodded repeatedly, “Madam is right.”
“Yes,” Yi Yinwan said gently, “so stay as far away from them as possible, especially Leng Zhen. At his age, he is at his most selfish and arrogant.”
Leng Cuizhu wondered why Yi Yinwan hadn't finished speaking yet, as she was getting incredibly sleepy: "Yes, that's definitely true."
"So, have you ever thought about sending him away?" Yi Yinwan sighed. "Well, I happen to have a relative who has always wanted a son, but he doesn't like any of the children in the charity. Leng Zhen is quite good-looking. If he takes her in, you, as her mother, can receive a lot of money."
Leng Cuizhu: "...Selling your son?"
She actually started to think about this problem seriously.
If Leng Zhen were given to a wealthy family, she would feel at ease, and Leng Zhen would be happy, right? After all, Leng Zhen had resented her family's poverty more than once, and she still liked to eat big meals. If she went to a rich family, she could eat to her heart's content every day.
Moreover, she can also get money... Once she has saved enough money, she can buy a house, a shop, or even buy back her indenture.
Selling Leng Zhen and buying back yourself sounds like a good idea.
Although it is immoral, morality is something that wealthy people use to flaunt themselves. When people are poor to a certain extent, they can abandon not only morality, but also humanity.
For ten years, she knew perfectly well that she was not a virtuous person, and if she wanted to climb the social ladder, she shouldn't try to appear virtuous.
"Hey, Lady Leng, don't be so rude! What do you mean by 'selling' or 'not selling'? Do you think you're selling cabbages at the market?" Yi Yinwan waved her hand. "Fine, fine, if you don't want to, then forget it."
"Okay." Leng Cuizhu's thoughts were still churning.
Yi Yinwan said indirectly, "Why don't you reconsider? You can choose not to sell him, but other options are fine too. After all, he was born from your womb, so it's up to you how you deal with him."
"I'm thirsty after talking to you for so long, so I'll be going now. You stay here and rest well. The master should be back this afternoon."
She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling grateful that Yi Yinwan had finally said everything: "...Okay."
She slept for a while, but the lingering smell of blood made her uncomfortable. She reluctantly got up and, led by her maid, went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Unlike her own home, where there was only a bathtub, the bathroom in the Yin residence was a huge bathing pool. She sat leaning against the edge of the pool, marveling at how much water must be used for a single bath. And the flower petals scattered on the water—wasn't that incredibly extravagant?
Couldn't she find a few more people to date...? That way she would feel more at ease and wouldn't be as anxious as she is now.
Not long after she started washing, she felt dizzy from the pervasive humid steam and decided to curl up in a corner and close her eyes to rest.
As the light makeup fades, the skin is washed clean by warm water, turning a translucent pink. Petals clinging to the shoulders are carried away by the water's ripples, leaving behind a languid floral fragrance.
When I opened my eyes again, the maid who had been guarding the door seemed to have left; it must have been lunchtime.
She closed her eyes, her body becoming more relaxed, floating in the water.
A strand of hair on her shoulder was suddenly picked up and rubbed, making a sound.
She turned her head to look: "My lord?"
"How did you get in here..."
Why not?
He took off his outer garment, leaving him with a dark silk bathrobe. Although it was a bathrobe, the collar covered him completely, only revealing his neck and a small section of his collarbone.
His gaze fell on her without any attempt to conceal it, and his wet hand stroked her cheek: "Why didn't you say no before?"
The man's hands were icy cold, and she instinctively flinched away, muttering softly, "But I didn't say I couldn't."
"Um."
The man withdrew his hand.
She slowly relaxed her tense nerves, and before she could catch her breath, she heard the rustling of fabric behind her.
It was very light, but enough to make her feel uneasy.
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Author's Note: There will be red envelopes in this chapter!
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