"You think that by putting on such a pitiful act, I will soften my heart?"
Seeing Xuan Fengqian's pain and despair, Leng Ye felt no pity whatsoever. Instead, he became even more ruthless and threw her off the bed.
Xuan Fengqian suppressed her tears, her voice, barely audible, filled with endless sorrow, "I never expected you to soften your heart, because... you have no heart at all."
"My heart died long ago."
He casually picked up her tattered undergarments and hastily wiped away the bloodstains on her body. "What bad luck."
"Knowing I'm unlucky, why do you still humiliate me like this?"
"Who gave you permission to speak to me like that?"
Leng Ye's eyes turned cold, and he slammed the tattered cloth he was clutching into her face.
In his view, deception is a capital offense.
Xuan Fengqian deceived him time and time again, and he had already shown leniency by not killing her.
She's the type who always takes advantage of kindness.
It was her greatest fortune that he was willing to touch her.
She put on an act of chastity and virtue, which was really annoying.
"Men, throw this audacious woman into the wolf's den!"
Leng Ye looked at the dying Xuan Fengqian, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.
"don't want..."
Xuan Fengqian shook her head in horror. Her hands trembled as she supported herself on the ground, struggling against the pain in her body, and inch by inch moved toward Leng Ye's feet.
"Xuanfengqian, where is your face? You don't even know how to put on clothes, yet you crawl around in front of me. Do you have any shame?"
Leng Ye kicked her aside with disgust before turning his gaze away and slowly tidying up his own clothes.
Xuan Fengqian looked at her clothes, which had been torn to shreds, and felt even more humiliated.
However, for her, the most important thing right now is to save her life.
As for dignity, it is utterly worthless in the face of life.
She took a deep breath, forcing back the tears welling up in her eyes, and pleaded with him in a low voice, "Demon Lord, you are a magnanimous person, please don't hold a grudge against someone as shameless as me."
"If only you had known this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place."
Leng Ye lowered his eyes, coldly glaring at Xuan Fengqian, who was so weak that he seemed ready to break at any moment.
A sharp, agonizing pain flashed in his deep eyes.
It was for him, and it was for her.
"At first..."
Xuan Fengqian couldn't recall having any interaction with Leng Ye.
All she remembered was that when they first met at the Soul Ferry, the original owner of this body was completely captivated by Leng Ye's incomparably handsome appearance.
They met a few more times after that.
However, he always treated her like she wasn't there, completely ignoring her...
"Guards, drag Xuan Fengqian away and feed her to the wolves."
"No! Don't..."
Xuan Fengqian screamed and tumbled off the stretcher to the ground.
"Princess Xiantian, did you have a nightmare?" Jingzhe asked gently, looking at Xuanfeng Qian who was still in shock.
"Um."
Xuan Fengqian gasped for breath, her legs trembling as she thought of the impending disaster.
She no longer wanted to delve into why Leng Ye, who clearly had no hidden illness, had lost interest in other women.
She only wanted to escape his clutches as soon as possible and completely break free from Leng Ye's shackles.
"Is the Princess feeling better?"
"I...I can't breathe. Could you go back to the cell and get me some nitroglycerin pills?" Xuan Fengqian suddenly collapsed to the ground, clutching her neck with both hands, pretending to have trouble breathing, her face instantly turning red.
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