Chapter 386 Selling Soul
The Emperor of Northern Qi stared blankly at the warm sun that enveloped the spirit tablet in a protective manner, and a picture appeared before his eyes.
In the long dark alley, the young man from the noble family snatched Yizhen's basket of vegetables, smashed it on the ground, and took her to a carriage to learn how to entertain customers like a prostitute.
He stepped in to stop it.
These people were originally dandies, and Yizhen was just a plaything in their eyes. After being stopped by him, they probably felt disappointed, but they couldn't refuse his face, so they took out their anger on Yizhen, pushed her out of the carriage, and drove away.
Yizhen fell to the ground, motionless. After a long while, she recovered and tried to sit up, but she fell to the ground again, dizzy.
She turned over with great effort and slowly crawled towards the vegetable basket, picking up the wild vegetables scattered on the ground one by one and putting them into the basket.
He saw bright red blood flowing from the back of her head, staining the collar of her clothes red.
Yizhen seemed not to notice, her whole mind was on the wild vegetables.
He handed Yizhen a handkerchief.
Yizhen didn't answer, but just said "thank you" softly.
He squatted down and said, "You are injured. You need to go to the clinic to get bandaged."
Faced with his sudden approach, Yizhen took a few steps back, looking as if she could avoid him.
He was stimulated by Yizhen's reaction, and for some unknown reason, he said what was hidden in his heart.
"Find a backer, and these noble family children won't dare bully you anymore."
Yizhen raised her eyes and looked at him.
He smiled gently and held out his hand to her.
Yizhen understood what he meant, that he wanted her to follow him. She silently rejected him, put the last wild vegetable in the basket, and got up to leave.
He said, "I can help your brother return home."
Yizhen suddenly stopped, did not move forward, and did not turn to look at him.
He knew he had grasped her weakness, so he slowly approached her: "The day your brother returns home, pack your things and come find me."
Yizhen didn't respond and just stood there stiffly.
"I saved you today and embarrassed those nobles. They will come back to you and your sister even harder next time. If your brother continues to stay in Northern Qi, he will only be buried here."
He handed the handkerchief over again: "Think about it."
This time, Yizhen accepted his handkerchief.
The two men struck a deal.
He got what he wanted and told her that he would protect her and never let her be bullied again.
She twitched the corners of her lips.
At that moment, he saw her smile and felt that she was sad, but he didn't understand why she was sad. It was not until much later that he realized that she was sad because she was powerless to change her fate.
Because she not only lost her dignity and pride, but also sold her soul and body.
But at that time, he didn't understand it, so after returning home, he handed over the important task of escorting Emperor Jing'an back to the Great Zhou to the imperial teacher.
The imperial tutor successfully sent Emperor Jing'an back to Da Zhou, and Yizhen came to his side as agreed.
He was attracted by Yizhen's trait of never giving in in the face of difficulties. Now that she surrendered to him, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in his heart.
On that day, he consummated his marriage with Yizhen and promised to protect her well in the future.
However, in bed, Yizhen never took the initiative, nor did she resist, letting him do whatever he wanted, like a piece of wood without a soul.
He was not satisfied and hoped that she could treat him actively and enthusiastically like Concubine Shu.
But facing her eyes, he couldn't say it.
After a few times, he felt bored and had no interest at all.
Especially since she always complied with him, she had lost her unyielding pride and could no longer attract him. From then on, he began to get tired of her, treated her coldly, and allowed her to be bullied.
He waited for her to beg him, until she became pregnant, gave birth to the child, and entered the Colosseum, but he never saw her show weakness and beg for mercy.
The Emperor of Northern Qi came out of his memories, stood at the door, and was reluctant to step into the meditation room.
The abbot called out, "Your Majesty?"
The Northern Qi Emperor suppressed his turbulent thoughts, stepped into the meditation room, and stood beside the altar: "Who set up this memorial tablet?"
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