He then paused for a moment before continuing with a sinister laugh, "We could simply let others say whatever, as for Song Yalin, it doesn’t matter if she’s played with willfully. If they’re not satisfied, we can send more beauties over in the future to guarantee their satisfaction. It’s just that we’ll leave a life for Song Yalin to return. Emperor, what do you think? Is this deal worth it?"
After contemplating for a moment, the Emperor coldly sneered, "Indeed, there is nothing unworthy about it. If by this opportunity she becomes pregnant with a bastard, it would save us trouble in the future."
The scheming minister hastily responded, "Your Majesty is indeed wise!"
"Do as you say!"
"Yes!"
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A soldier from the imperial court hurried over with a small team, respectfully saluting Rouyi Deputy Marshal, "Deputy Marshal."
Rouyi Deputy Marshal sneered with his nostrils in the air, looking extremely arrogant, "What? Are you here for the woman? Or are you going to turn against me?"
The soldier hastily replied, "Deputy Marshal, that’s not what I meant. We have come to convey the Emperor’s orders. This is just a woman. Since the Rouyi Deputy Marshal is fond of her, we allow you to play with her to your heart’s content and spare her life. When the time comes, we will take her back."
Upon hearing this, the Rouyi Deputy Marshal burst into laughter, obviously very satisfied with Great Emperor Daqian’s humility. He felt very pleased inside, "Good! Tell your Emperor, definitely, definitely!"
The soldier smiled obsequiously, "If Deputy Marshal isn’t satisfied by then, Da Qian still has plenty of beauties. We can send them to you."
Understanding the implications, the Rouyi Deputy Marshal realized that the imperial court intended to use this opportunity to maintain their alliance. He snorted coldly, his attitude becoming even more arrogant, "Just beauties alone probably won’t be enough."
"Deputy Marshal, don’t worry. There will certainly be no lack of gold and silver."
The Rouyi Deputy Marshal laughed heartily, waving his hand, "Good!"
And so, the transaction was smoothly concluded.
At this time, Song Yalin, who had collapsed to the ground, heard these words. Her face instantly turned even uglier, almost bursting into a shriek, "Why won’t they save me? Why won’t the Emperor save me? I still have great value. The Emperor shouldn’t treat me like this. How could he..."
Before she could finish, one of Rouyi’s soldiers lewdly laughed at the Deputy Marshal, "Deputy Marshal, you’re having a great time now. Our brothers have been waiting for a while. Can we have a good time too?"
The Deputy Marshal laughed, "This worthless woman from Daqian, especially one sent by the Great Daqian Emperor himself for our amusement, can definitely be played with as you please. Just spare her worthless life."
As he spoke, the Deputy Marshal glanced at Song Yalin again, feeling somewhat regretful. With such a beauty, if she weren’t from Daqian, he might have actually taken her as a concubine. Unfortunately, he harbored a deep hatred for Daqian people, especially the noble ladies of Yu State. He despised Yu State to his core and could never tolerate having a woman like that by his side.
He would rather let his men ruin her, which would make him feel more at ease.
With the Deputy Marshal’s approval, the soldiers cheered and swarmed forward. Song Yalin thought she had already experienced the darkest moment of her life, unaware that even darker times awaited her...
The next morning.
Rouyi people sent Song Yalin, who was barely breathing, back to the people of the imperial court.
She lay naked on a stretcher, her thighs trembling and covered in blood, her whole body bruised and battered, her face swollen, and her eyes lifeless, like a corpse.
But there was still a faint breath if one checked her pulse.
The Rouyi people really kept their word, leaving her with a single breath.
It seemed they just left her with one breath of life.
However, the people of the imperial court didn’t say anything else. As long as she was alive, they were happy to take her away.
The fate of a woman, the fate of a chess piece, no matter how tragic, seemed to be warranted.
Song Yalin’s mistake was that she naively believed in her own worth, forgetting that the one who truly controlled her fate was the Emperor. Moreover, she had personally handed her fate over to that man. She must have forgotten how ruthless he was and how cold and selfish he could be.
As the Emperor had said, Song Yalin’s value lay in her person, not her body. Since that was the case, why couldn’t she sell her body? Why not use it as a tool to please Rouyi?
Song Yalin’s tragedy was destined from the beginning because she chose the wrong path.
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When Little Firewood returned to the Royal Mansion, it was still early morning, and he thought Ji Xinhe would still be asleep since she had been so exhausted lately, hardly getting any rest in the military camp.
However, when he returned, Ji Xinhe was already waiting for him.
Upon entering, Little Firewood asked in surprise, "Why didn’t the princess sleep more?"
Xin He’s brow was still tinged with tiredness, clearly not having slept well last night, "It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep."
How could she sleep when she had no news of Mu Houchu yet?
Moreover, she now wanted to know what kind of interest relationship Song Yalin had with the imperial court. This interest relationship might have something to do with Mu Houchu’s disappearance. With this matter weighing on Ji Xinhe’s heart, she couldn’t sleep at all.
Little Firewood frowned slightly but didn’t say anything, only remarking, "The princess will wear herself out if this continues."
The princess forced a smile on her lips, "Did you find anything?"
Little Firewood pursed his lips before continuing, "I’ve been monitoring the Rouyi army’s movements all day yesterday. As expected, after Song Yalin jumped down, she was discovered and ended up in the hands of the Rouyi army..."
There was a pause and Little Firewood’s expression changed slightly. Ji Xinhe had a vague premonition of what happened next.
Deep down, from the moment Song Yalin prepared to jump down, she knew that Rouyi wouldn’t let her off easily, and the best way to vent their anger would be by tormenting a woman through ***.
With a hardened voice, Little Firewood said, "Rouyi’s Deputy Marshal stripped Song Yalin of her innocence in public to vent his anger."
He spoke lightly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Indeed, it didn’t concern him.
Ji Xinhe asked, "Then what? Did the people from the imperial court come?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"They did come. They came, and then they left. They left Song Yalin with the Rouyi army, allowing them to humiliate her all night long."
Ji Xinhe was astonished at the revelation, "The people of the imperial court don’t care about Song Yalin’s life and death?!"
In view of Song Yalin’s confidence, there should have been something of great value about her that the imperial court would not have allowed her to be wantonly tormented in the hands of the Rouyi army. How could they have just left her?
Little Firewood’s eyes sharpened, "I hid nearby, and I overheard a conversation. The people of the imperial court said that it didn’t matter how Rouyi’s army played with Song Yalin, as long as they left her with one life. Perhaps Song Yalin’s value lies in just that one life."
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