Xuanfeng frowned slightly, her thin, red lips parted slightly, and her voice was as cold as frost, "It's just a few marks of virginity, why are you so fixated on it?"
Leng Ye gently released her hand, feeling as if a thousand arrows had pierced his heart, causing him excruciating pain.
He originally thought the punishment wasn't too severe.
Whether in the Netherworld or elsewhere, do women not often suffer such persecution?
They cried and screamed, but in the end, they're still alive and well.
Furthermore, he never expected that someone as capable as her would be unable to handle a group of lowly henchmen.
But when she recounted her experience of being abused, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Xuan Fengqian sensed Leng Ye's sudden pang of guilt and, hoping that he still retained a sliver of conscience, calmly asked, "When do you plan to let me return to the Immortal Realm?"
Leng Ye was reluctant to let her go, but couldn't think of an excuse to keep her.
After careful consideration, he ultimately chose to escape.
“One dot of virginity mark is enough. Randomly dotting it will only attract more attention.” His thin, crescent-shaped lips moved slightly, his words revealing a hint of caution.
"I'm afraid the color will fade."
Xuanfeng said coldly.
She thought that adding a few more red marks would make her look real and fool the authorities.
It wasn't until he foresaw another disaster that he finally made the difficult decision to defile himself.
Hearing her explanation made Leng Ye feel even worse.
Despite still harboring hatred in his heart, he just couldn't bring himself to lay a hand on her.
He also realized that torturing and abusing her did not give him any pleasure in revenge.
Instead, it will only drag him into a more depressive and contradictory vortex.
Xuan Fengqian's legs ached terribly from standing for so long.
To alleviate her physical discomfort, she had no choice but to lean against the food table, which was about half her height, and sit down.
As her skirt swayed, a corner of her moon-white undergarment unexpectedly peeked out.
Leng Ye happened to catch a glimpse of the bloodstains on the inner garment.
He narrowed his deep eyes slightly, silently scrutinizing Xuan Fengqian's pale face, his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxing.
He secretly thought that Xuan Fengqian's irritability was most likely due to his menstrual blood.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Leng Ye asked softly, taking a breath to ease the tension.
"..."
Xuan Fengqian did not answer, but stared blankly at Leng Ye, who was behaving unusually, and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Feeling a little embarrassed by her gaze, Leng Ye casually conjured a palm-sized hot water bottle and tossed it into her arms, saying, "Use it."
What's inside?
Xuan Fengqian stared warily at the hot water bottle that was constantly emitting steam, afraid that he might accidentally fall into his trap again.
"Use it or not, it's up to you."
Leng Ye guessed Xuan Fengqian's thoughts and was in a terrible mood.
He suddenly felt incredibly pathetic, always doing things that were like chasing after people who wouldn't even look at him.
Seeing her push the hot water bottle far away, his anger flared even more.
"You ungrateful wretch!"
He cursed under his breath in displeasure and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Xuan Fengqian assumed it was just an intermittent bout of madness and muttered under his breath, "Could it be that he was bitten by a rabid dog? Why does he go crazy so easily!"
"Damn it! He even dares to swear..."
Leng Ye had excellent hearing, and after hearing what Xuan Fengqian said, he became even more furious.
He had originally planned to turn back and beat her up, but in the end, he inexplicably ordered someone to bring her clean clothes.
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