Qing Yunyao's face was twisted in so much pain that it looked so ugly that it was disgusting.
But she seemed to have finally found something to threaten Chu Yan. Even though she was in so much pain that she was unconscious, she still refused to give in.
She was imprisoned in the Sky Prison and had no idea what was happening outside. She was scared to death of this feeling. She couldn't die, and she couldn't live. She felt that every day was worse than death.
"Qing Yunyao, after all this time, it seems you still don't understand the situation."
Chu Yan spoke coldly and drew out his sword. The sharp sword once again pierced through her body mercilessly, hitting every joint. The piercing pain made Qing Yunyao scream, and the skin on her face that had finally scabbed over cracked again.
"Brother Ayan, I've endured so much hardship over the past few days. What does it matter if I'm stabbed by you a few times? If I could die in your hands, it would actually be a relief..."
Qing Yunyao said hatefully while spitting out blood.
He was tortured to the extreme and went crazy.
Chu Yan's whole body was filled with low pressure. His cold gaze fell on Qing Yunyao's face. Being stung by Chu Yan's gaze, Qing Yunyao laughed again, "Brother Yan, you know I like you very much. If you are willing to condescend to kiss me, I will tell you what happened back then. How about it?"
Chu Yan's eyes were filled with hostility.
Qing Yunyao's words made his heart sink, as there was something else behind her words.
"I forgot that you are not afraid of death now."
Chu Yan said coldly.
Qing Yunyao actually understood Chu Yan's character. How could he possibly touch her? Even when she was still beautiful, he didn't even bother to look at her. The few years she truly had him were because he was infected with the love poison, and she transformed into Qing Yue's appearance. Now she said this, but it was just unwillingness, it was just grief in her heart, but also to disgust him.
Hearing Chu Yan's cold voice, she shuddered subconsciously, but the next moment she heard him say, "Come here, go find ten beggars outside and bring them here!"
Qing Yunyao froze, eyes wide open, "Looking for beggars, what for?"
"What do you think? If you're not even afraid of death, then why would you be afraid of being insulted by a dozen beggars?"
Chu Yan's voice was always calm, cold and without ups and downs, yet fierce to the extreme.
Qing Yunyao felt her heart stop for a moment. She looked at Chu Yan in disbelief, but only saw a deep darkness in his eyes. What he said was true. He really intended to treat her like this.
"Chu Yan, how could you do this to me? I don't want it, I don't want it..."
Qing Yunyao screamed loudly, her eyes red.
"Although you look disheveled, you are, after all, the flesh and blood of a noble general. I'm sure those beggars will like you very much. If ten won't do, then a hundred. If a hundred isn't enough, then a thousand. Qing Yunyao, you know I have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead or alive."
Chu Yan's words made Qing Yunyao's blood rush backwards. No, no, how could he treat her like this?
She had fallen into the abyss and lost miserably. Despite being tortured, beaten, and humiliated, she still survived in the darkness holding on to the last bit of warmth, which was her own flesh and blood, which had once been truly held in Chu Yan's arms. It truly belonged to her and him, and it was also the place in her heart that she secretly felt was better than Qing Yue.
Sister, you see, you have been defiled, but I have not. I am still a virgin. I have only had one man, Ayan, and I have only given my body to Ayan.
But now, her last protection and thoughts are about to be destroyed.
Defiled by countless beggars.
"No, no, no... I don't want it. You can't do this to me, Chu Yan. How could you do this to me? I'm your woman. I used to be your woman."
She screamed heart-wrenchingly and tried to get up, but ended up falling heavily to the ground again.
There was a mixture of murderous intent and coldness in Chu Yan's eyes.
Footsteps were heard outside. "Master, the beggars are here, waiting outside the Imperial Prison."
The guards' reports came from outside, exploding in the dark dungeon.
Qing Yunyao's eyes were bloodshot!
"No, no, I'll tell you, I'll tell you... Brother Yan, please don't do this to me, I'll tell you everything..."
Before she even saw the beggars, Qing Yunyao broke down and started crying.
She absolutely could not stand being defiled by so many unkempt people in front of the man she loved to the core. That would make her life worse than death.
In fact, when she saw Qing Yue that day, she called her at last, just to tell her about this matter to provoke her, but she didn't expect her to not even stop. She thought she would never have the chance to tell it in this life, but she didn't expect Chu Yanyan to come to her.
"explain."
Chu Yan's tone was cold.
Qing Yunyao lay on the ground, staring at the beams above her head, and finally spoke, "I'm not a beggar. The person who defiled Qing Yue back then was not a beggar."
Chu Yan's pupils shrank, and shock and severe pain surged into his eyes at the same time.
His breathing even stopped for a moment. If you looked closely, you could see bloodshot in the corners of his eyes. "Who is it?"
The next moment, Qing Yunyao said, "I don't know..."
"Qing Yunyao, I haven't let those beggars go yet."
"I said I don't know, I really don't know!"
Hearing Chu Yan's cold threat, she roared in anger, crying and screaming, in pain, and even hatred, "That day, I made Qingyue drink tea and wine, and then took her to the guest room on the third floor. I was going to beggar and defile her, but when I went to look for someone, she somehow stumbled out of that room and went to someone else's room!
So the beggars I arranged for didn’t accomplish anything!”
Qing Yunyao roared hoarsely, her voice was broken like a broken gong.
Chu Yan stood there, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
If what Qing Yunyao said was true, then who had hurt Yue'er back then? Was it really Feng Ling? No, it couldn't be him. He had fought Feng Ling for so many years, and he knew him well. He wasn't the kind of person who would take advantage of someone in need.
As if opening a box of memories, Qing Yunyao continued, "I also thought the plan had failed at the time. I just hated her luck. She was able to dodge the perfect arrangement. But who knew... Qing Yue still couldn't escape it. She was still defiled and even got pregnant. I don't know who this person is, but I'm still very excited. No matter who it is, as long as they can destroy Qing Yue, it's great!"
When she said this, her voice became unconsciously high.
"Afterwards, I checked the man's identity, but the teahouse owner said that the room wasn't booked that night. So... hehe, no one knows who raped her, and no one knows which wild man's child she's pregnant with!"
"I was so angry with her that I said she was raped by a beggar and was pregnant with his child."
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