Chapter 130 Chapter 130 Going to bed is torture.
Gu Huaijin personally ordered that she be tortured with acupuncture at noon the next day. When the time came, the executioner entered the execution ground as ordered, but found that the prisoner was still nowhere to be found.
Gu Huaijin didn't ask her to get up.
The furious executioner felt deeply looked down upon by the tiny ant, and he sent people to search everywhere. Finally, he got the news that the leader who ordered the execution was sleeping in the same bed with the prisoner.
The executioner stopped his work and left early.
but.
The acupuncture was no longer necessary, but there were other troubles.
Some things have changed.
Ever since he had used that ambiguous way to force her to tell him the truth, he seemed to think that this method had great potential and used it on her again and again.
Every morning when she woke up, she would see Gu Huaijin, neatly dressed, sitting by the tower window. After reading the Jiaqing Emperor's hastily written letter, he would casually toss it into the pile of copybooks and smile at her, "My dear, the Emperor misses you so much! Look at this pile of letters."
She hid under the quilt, feeling not only tired but also a little scared.
Every time he finished reading the emperor's urgent letter, his tone would become particularly sarcastic. After reading, he would go to wash his hands in the copper basin beside him, and then sit down beside her couch and ask, "Have you rested well, Your Majesty?"
Now...she gets scared when she sees him washing his hands.
"What on earth do you want..." She wrapped herself in the quilt and shrank deeper into the bed, "Bring my clothes here."
He tied her with a silk ribbon, hooked his lips, pulled the chain and dragged her to his side inch by inch, peeling off the quilt.
The people inside were covered with kiss marks, new and old, deep and shallow, mixed together. At first glance, it seemed as if they had rolled in a pile of flower petals.
"Don't wear it. How can we kiss if you're wearing it?" He held her by the knees and turned her over, massaging her aching waist along her spine, causing her to grimace: "Are you tired?"
"...Tired." She turned her head and lamented, "So today, don't..."
"I miss you, what should I do?"
"You're just kidding. Staying in the same room all day long..." She was in so much pain in her waist that she couldn't speak. She grabbed the pillars of the bunk bed and scratched off some paint chips with her fingernails.
How could she not understand.
He simply tasted the sweetness of this method, and day and night, under the name of loving her, he tortured her with the torture he, Gu Huaijin, had created.
But she didn't point it out.
It's unrealistic to expect him not to ask any questions given such a huge hatred.
Being able to turn punishment into... sex, going to bed, is already considered to have made a big thing small and a small thing nothing.
Moreover, after a few attempts, she was able to resist a little.
If he found out, she would be heartbroken when he bled, and would hurt herself with a dagger every day. Then she would be helpless.
Therefore, she knew it in her heart, but turned a blind eye.
She didn't know whether Gu Huaijin knew that she knew.
But gradually, she didn't know what he meant by the questions he asked.
At first, he often asked her "Are you going to rebel or not?" and would use this question to check on her every now and then.
She would either say "think about it" ambiguously or say "no betrayal" directly.
When his answers were too decisive, his face would subtly darken - now, even though he was covered with the silk ribbon, she could sometimes discern his emotions.
If she encountered another letter from Emperor Jiaqing urging her to do so, or was even more unlucky and received a letter with Li Xuanbai's seal, she would have to suffer even more.
Most of the time, he used his hands. But that time, perhaps because Li Xuanbai's seal had provoked her again, he actually untied her chains and pressed her against the window, with her lower body inside and her upper body outside. The wind from the tower howled straight up from the bottom of the tower, and her lotus-white body was wrapped in her messy long hair, making her look confused. She didn't even care to scream, and she clung to the window:
"Are you crazy?!"
"Say you chose me!" He put his arm around her back, furious. Her waist kept hitting the wall, making a loud bang.
Twelve guards were stationed at the bottom of the tower. Anyone outside the window, or below, could hear everything.
She felt dizzy with pleasure, and her cervical vertebrae drooped uncontrollably. She fell upside down and saw the distant ground with her long hair flying.
The guards didn't dare to look up.
She clung to the window frame, hanging in the air above, in agony below. Whether she opened her eyes or closed them, she saw the dazzling blue sky. Her fingertips were so numb that she could hardly hold on to the window. Even though she knew there was someone below, she couldn't help but scream.
"Don't be mad—really, I beg you—"
"Is it me or him, dear?" He turned the love affair into a torture and threatened, "If you don't tell me, I'll push you down!"
"Huai Jin, be gentle..." Her cries for help and gasps were drowned out by the wind.
That time, after she came down, her knees went weak and she knelt on the ground. He even carried her to the Longevity Spring below.
It turns out that killing people can be done in this way - that feeling is simply overwhelming.
A long, long time later, whenever Li Xuanbai received a letter, she was more upset than Gu Huaijin.
Later, he vaguely realized that it was useless to ask her directly whether she wanted to rebel.
It's more effective to beat around the bush with her.
He started asking some strange questions.
How many pots of flowers are there at the entrance of the Gate of Rebirth? Is there a plaque? What does the eaves look like? What flowers and plants are planted throughout the year? How long is the yard? What lanterns are hung at night? What kind of insects and birds are there in summer? And so on and so forth.
She didn't know the purpose of these questions. Every time he asked, he deliberately put her in a position that was neither up nor down, almost painful. She really couldn't bear it anymore, so she would often convulse and give in, telling him a few truths.
After the truth was told, he became even worse.
She always thought that these trivial matters would be of no consequence even if she told him.
Until one day, he finally let her go and left the tower.
She thought that the days of torture had finally come to an end, and she fell asleep on the pillow as if she had been pardoned. Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Huaijin sitting neatly in his clothes by the window, which was dyed orange by the afterglow. Seeing that she woke up, he handed her a painting.
The main gate of the Gate of Rebirth.
She fell silent as soon as she saw it.
He was the best painter in Tianshan back then.
After another glance, he slowly walked to the side to wash his hands. He wrapped his slender, white fingers like jade tubes with a handkerchief and wiped them dry inch by inch, then sat down beside her.
Now, whenever she saw him wiping his hands, her heart would beat fast, as if she saw a soldier wiping his weapon before going to the battlefield.
Gu Huaijin tied the silk ribbon and said, "My dear, look at what's missing from this painting."
She: “…I have nothing missing.”
Gu Huaijin: "Really?" He hugged her and rubbed her from cheeks down, "My Lady."
Every time he interrogated her, he particularly loved calling her "Niangniang." Especially since—she was covered in red and purple kiss marks, her skin as tender as a peeled lotus seed, and he, neatly dressed in a long, wide-sleeved gown, a black silk ribbon covering his eyes, a symbol of detachment from the world and abstinence from desire, would pull her by her chains and pull her into his arms, calling her "Niangniang" all the time.
"Your Highness, are you really not going to teach me a thing or two?" He took her hand, which she had hurriedly tried to block, and placed it on his face, kissing her. "Then, I miss you again."
Nan Qiong Shuang: ...
In this way, he pried countless small but real things from her mouth.
Later, even someone as tight-lipped as her began to feel desperate. Whenever she saw him coming over with his hands washed and a smile on his face, she would cross her legs, wrap herself in the quilt, and think about what she could reveal to him tonight.
Perhaps it was because his punishment was neither soft nor too soft, or perhaps it was because her loyalty was neither strong nor too hard. She was tortured in the tower all day long, but she was not annoyed. She was just helpless. Sometimes, she even couldn't live without him.
He also realized that this method not only allowed him to get what he wanted, but also made the people he tried so hard to get close to him become more and more attached to him day by day. So he spent more and more time in the tower, not going anywhere else, and concentrating on his love.
On the table, the letters from Emperor Jiaqing piled up higher and higher.
From the initial respectful letters, one by one, they gradually turned into imperial edicts with solemn language.
In the end, six imperial edicts with the imperial seal were issued one after another and sent to Wuliang Mountain at full speed.
Gu Huaijin turned a deaf ear.
The imperial edicts gradually piled up, and even she felt uneasy looking at them. At night, she said to him, "Huai Jin, it's time to go back."
Gu Huaijin just hugged her without saying anything.
How could she not know what he was thinking? Back in Luojing, they would be a concubine and a minister, how could they face each other every day? If she refused to rebel, she would never have such a life again until her death.
However, how could he disobey the order and not return to Luojing? She was also the emperor's beloved concubine, so he had no reason to lock her up in the mountains.
Luojing, I will return sooner or later.
It's just borrowing the present from the future, and delaying it one day at a time.
Gu Huaijin was not unaware of the pros and cons of this matter. Therefore, when the seventh imperial edict was sent to Wuliang Mountain, he descended from the pagoda alone and stayed there for the entire day.
If he wanted to consider returning to Luojing, he couldn't have her in front of him no matter what.
As soon as Gu Huaijin left, Nan Qiongshuang was the only one left on the Four Symbols Tower.
The Four Symbols Pagoda is simply furnished, and it doesn't feel quiet when two people are there. But when one of them leaves, the room suddenly becomes quiet, so quiet that one feels empty inside and uncomfortable all over.
She had nothing to do for many days. Finally, she got dressed, gathered her collar, and lay on the couch to read the notebook that Gu Huaijin had left for her before he left.
A gust of wind blew, and the pages of the book trembled for a moment at her fingertips.
The wind blew and a pair of black boots landed gently on the ground.
She slowly raised her eyes.
Mist Blade: "Nan Qiong Shuang."
She didn't say anything about the Mist Blade, but she actually pondered it every night. Now that he had come to her door, she didn't know whether she felt angry or relieved. Without looking back, she swung her legs and smiled:
"Climbed back? He hit you hard that day. Are your teeth still intact?"
"Stop laughing at me." Wu Dao, his shoulders as broad as a carrying pole, pointed at her. "What have you and him done in the tower these past few days? Confess the truth, and I beg for leniency!"
She glanced lazily, pulled up her collar to hide the kiss marks all over her body, and smiled at him: "Aren't you the one who should know what I did the most? How come, in this day and age, you have the nerve to blame others for neglecting your duties?"
"I know you've betrayed me." Wu Dao laughed. His mouth was crooked and thin, and when he grinned, he revealed a row of small, thin canine teeth. "Back then, you and this man had no good relationship. Now that we meet again, you've already blurted it out. The sect has ordered me to capture you and bring you back to be charged with treason, and you still refuse to confess!"
Nan Qiongshuang didn't bother to pay attention. Before Gu Huaijin left, he left her a plate of melon seeds and a plate of cashews. She peeled the melon seeds with a crackling sound, just looking at him and smiling.
Wu Dao: "How dare you deny it!"
She finally poured the melon seed shells from her palm onto the empty plate, propping up her cheek. "You, with your brain, stop playing tricks on me. If you were sure I was a traitor, why would you confess? You could just take me away. Besides," she smiled and raised her hand, revealing an iron chain under her wrist, "if I was a traitor, why would he keep me captive?"
Wu Dao temporarily stopped his pretentiousness and leaned against the cabinet, looking her up and down.
"Where have you been all this time?" She felt uneasy when he looked at her. Some people say that lust has a smell. They were in this room all day long... Mist Blade had a dog's nose, so who knows what he might smell.
"Fuck. I finally caught up with you that day, but I didn't dare approach. Why is this guy so creepy now? I followed you to the front of the mountain and almost got crushed by the gate. I survived and went up the mountain, but I couldn't find you. Later, I followed that guy and found you again. You were actually locked up in the tower."
He said with a playful smile, "Is he imprisoned in the tower? I guess they're interrogating you. Why don't you see any injuries?"
"It's on me. Want to see it?"
The Ji Le Tang never allowed the teachers to peek at their bodies, for fear that they would lose control of themselves if they saw anything. The spies and the teachers betrayed the sect together, so she deliberately used this point to ask about it.
She continued to laugh, "It's all because of your incompetence. You've been lost for too long, and your injuries have healed. When you return to the inner circle in the future, exposing your whereabouts will be a sin. Losing me is another sin. Finding me but being unable to approach is another sin. Let's go back and settle the score."
Wu Dao finally shut up about accusing her of betraying the sect.
"Since you're here, take me away." She stretched out her wrists and placed the two chains under his eyes. "I can't stand it anymore. The emperor and Mao Linyan are there, and I'm too anxious to sit still."
Wu Dao leaned against the cabinet, smiled crookedly, and looked at her meaningfully for a long time.
Finally, he walked forward, grabbed a handful of nuts from the nut plate in front of her, turned around and went to the window, looking around.
"I'm busy. Who knows what you're planning?"
She rolled her eyes.
Wu Dao, although not very smart, had a keen intuition. He wanted to use these two chains to hold him back for a while, until Gu Huaijin came back, but it was not an easy task.
"We've both been at fault these past few days." He scratched his head, giving an apologetic smile. "You and that guy were together every day, who knows what you talked about. I was also at fault for getting lost. Auntie, from now on, we'll each do our own thing and be well with each other. Don't make things difficult for me, and I won't make things difficult for you. That'll both be fine for us."
She peeled melon seeds and chuckled.
"I didn't come here today to confront you." He rubbed his hands and circled in front of her. "I want to go to Luojing to wait for you first."
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