The moment the woman left, Long Fengying quickly locked the door of the room. After the bandit leader and Ma Tiankun had exhausted themselves and fallen asleep, she entered the room and took out a kitchen knife...
"Ah..."
Ma Tiankun immediately woke in pain, to see Long Fengying standing beside the bed, her kitchen knife dripping with fresh blood, while his own lower body was a bloody mess.
No man, upon discovering he had been castrated, could avoid a towering rage.
As a man skilled in martial arts, even though Ma Tiankun was injured, he easily wrestled the kitchen knife from Long Fengying’s grasp and delivered her a vicious slap. Long Fengying fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and two teeth, her swollen cheek bearing the clear imprint of a hand: "Slut!" His face twisted with angry coldness.
"Second brother, what’s happened?" The bandit leader, hearing the noise, opened his eyes to a scene of confusion. Glancing at Ma Tiankun’s blood-drenched lower part, his face abruptly shifted in horror: "I’ll go call Kidnapper Hu to treat you." With that, he hastily dressed.
Ma Tiankun had not expected the bandit leader to wake so quickly. After a moment of shock, he quickly composed himself, one hand clutched his wound while with the other he hastily dressed, a deep sense of shame and rage consuming him: "No need, elder brother, I have antiseptic medicine."
The bandit leader paused instinctively, his eyes fixated on Ma Tiankun, whose handsome face flushed with embarrassment. Remembering the bone-deep delightful taste from earlier, he couldn’t help the gleam in his eyes, or the swallow of saliva.
Being seen as a eunuch terrified Ma Tiankun. He was so panic-stricken he didn’t notice the bandit leader’s odd behavior.
"Hahaha..." Long Fengying suddenly burst into laughter, her face streaked with tears: "Ma Tiankun, you’ve made this princess’s life a living hell, caused the death of my daughter, you deserve to die!"
With things having come so far, she had no further desire to live. It would be better to die than to endure. With a violent effort, she stood up and charged toward the wall.
Ma Tiankun felt his blood rushing to his head. Seeing Long Fengying about to smash her head against the wall, he swiftly leaped forward to grab her. His eyes were blood-red, his face sinister and terrifying, enough to send shivers down one’s spine: "Want to die? It won’t be so easy!" He said and picked up the kitchen knife from the floor, severing her tendons in hands and feet.
From that day on, Long Fengying lay in bed every day, with someone arranged by Ma Tiankun to care for her every need. Even death became a luxury she couldn’t reach.
To keep the secret, Ma Tiankun was forced to submit to the bandit leader. After each encounter, he took out his frustrations on Long Fengying. Whenever she cursed him, she received another round of beatings. Ma Tiankun even instructed the bandits to take turns abusing Long Fengying in various ways.
Long Fengying and Ma Tiankun tormented each other endlessly.
"Princess, shall we continue to surveil Ma Tiankun?" Hai Tang asked softly after reading the secret missive to Yang Mengchen.
Yang Mengchen nodded: "Not just Ma Tiankun, but the entire gang of bandits. Tell the Elite Guards to figure out the lay of the land as soon as possible, and to be careful in everything they do."
Hai Tang immediately took her leave to carry out the orders.
Yang Mengchen sighed as she looked up at the expansive and tranquil sky.
There are many ways to torment people, the most difficult of which is to completely destroy them spiritually. Long Fengying, once a high and mighty princess of the royal family, had now fallen into the hands of bandits, with no easy escape. Living a life of utter degradation every day was truly more painful than beating or killing her. Ma Tiankun indeed harbored a cruel heart.
Five days later, Long Fengying, depressed with longing for Princess Jiayang, ’passed away’ in the Princess Mansion. Rumors of Long Fengying’s involvement with another man had circulated, but without witnesses, no one dared to speak openly about it. The Emperor, to maintain royal dignity, didn’t strip her of her princess title and decreed that ’Long Fengying’ be buried next to Princess Jiayang’s tomb.
Yang Mengchen paid no heed to the matter. Luo Jingrui had long prepared what she needed, and she was now busy working with Doctor Luo and others to develop a vaccine.
On the twenty-eighth of the first lunar month, Prince Jing married two concubines. Yang Mengchen sent Sister Jin with congratulatory gifts, but she did not attend the wedding feast.
Yang Chenghong and Lu Ningshuang’s wedding was scheduled for the eighteenth of the second month. The Yang family was preparing to hold the wedding in Yangliu village.
The Emperor consented for Yang Mengchen and Long Xuanmo to return to the Yang family to participate in the wedding. To everyone’s surprise, the Empress Dowager and others wanted to join in the excitement as well. Actually, the Emperor wanted to go, too, but was too busy with state affairs to leave. If he couldn’t attend, neither could others—they would share in the discomfort. The Emperor grumbled about it, but in the end allowed only the Grand Prince to escort the Empress Dowager, Long Yingtong, and the wives and children of Prince Ning and Prince Kang.
Long Yixuan and Long Yixin insisted on going, but the sight of the Emperor’s thunderous expression quickly quieted their enthusiasm.
Due to the long journey, and the Lu family not being overly traditional, on the tenth of the second month, the Lu family’s wedding delegation set out together with Yang Mengchen and her party toward Yangliu village. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
After two days of travel, Yang Mengchen and Long Xuanmo, along with Hai Tang and others, took their leave from the procession under some pretext.
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