Chapter 54: Desperate little father, bear it well!
"Get out of here!"
Fang Zhiyue struggled violently.
Unfortunately, his hands and feet were tied, and he had no power to resist.
Before he could bite his tongue.
The woman on top of him suddenly forcefully pried open his mouth and stuffed a pill into it.
Fang Zhiyue still hadn't reacted.
The slightly bitter pill completely dissolved in his mouth.
"You, what did you feed me..."
Fang Zhiyue's face changed drastically.
The woman chuckled softly and blew a breath into his ear: "My dear, this is a treasure. You will know how powerful it is in a moment."
Fang Zhiyue retched twice but nothing came out.
His lips trembled slightly, but he said nothing.
It was as if all the strength in my body was drained away in an instant.
My hands and feet went limp.
“Ah…ah…”
Fang Zhiyue tried his best but could only exhale these two times.
At the same time, a tingling sensation suddenly rose from his tailbone, as if something was crawling in his blood vessels.
He felt so uncomfortable that tears silently flowed from his eyes.
Soon the black cloth covering the eyes was soaked...
Seeing him like this, the woman's breathing became noticeably heavier.
The fingers pressing on his neck slowly slid down, finally stopping at the crook of his neck, and the fingertips gently tapped and rubbed it.
Her red lips pressed down lightly, deliberately landing on his knuckles, and only the hot air from her nose sprayed on him.
The woman was deliberately torturing him.
The only thing between them was her fingers pressing on the crook of his neck, but Fang Zhiyue felt that he was already dirty...
Women are really good at playing tricks on people.
Fang Zhiyue could do nothing but cry.
There is only despair in my heart.
He is not clean...
"Little sweetheart, why are you crying? Crying is useless in a place like this. If you cooperate with me and don't be such a spoiler, maybe I can keep you in Chunfeng Tower for a few more days. And you won't fall into the hands of that vulgar and barbaric woman."
The woman was busy as she spoke.
Fang Zhiyue's robe was piled between their waists.
She said slowly, "Look, you like it too, don't you? You're so excited."
Fang Zhiyue closed his eyes tightly.
The warmth in my body cannot offset the sadness in my heart.
I just hope this is all a nightmare.
The woman seemed dissatisfied with his dead appearance.
Suddenly she pulled him up and made him wrap his legs around her waist.
The big hand held his thin waist and pressed hard.
Fang Zhiyue's hands and feet were still tied.
My wrists and ankles were pulled so hard that they hurt.
It was both stimulating and uncomfortable, and the torture made him tremble all over.
He couldn't control his instinctive reaction.
I can only use more tears to replace the despair in my heart.
It is unknown how long this torture lasted.
Fang Zhiyue became dizzy and woke up, then became dizzy again.
When he regained consciousness, he felt someone feeding porridge into his mouth.
He closed his mouth and turned his head away.
The frivolous and sticky female voice immediately sounded faintly, "I don't mind feeding the little cutie mouth-to-mouth. It's quite interesting."
As he spoke, he seemed to be about to press his lips against mine.
Fang Zhiyue could only turn his head again and open his mouth numbly.
"That's a good kid..."
The woman praised.
The voice is very pleasant.
He scooped up another spoonful and put it into his mouth.
After eating a bowl of porridge, the woman got up and left the house.
Fang Zhiyue heard the door creak shut, closed his eyes and began to cry silently again.
The black cloth covering his eyes remained unchanged.
He could only feel the condition of his body.
It was sticky and disgusting, and the traces left by the woman last night had not been cleaned off.
Fang Zhiyue didn't know what was waiting for him behind.
I desperately hope that Sister Yao can find him...
Squeak——
Suddenly, the door rang again.
Fang Zhiyue immediately focused his attention and became alert.
He listened to the sound of footsteps coming from beside his ears.
Obviously not that woman's.
Fang Zhiyue couldn't help but feel a little excited, and the thin chains on his wrists and ankles rattled.
"Yao, Sister Yao? Are you here to save me?"
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
No one responded.
The man grabbed his arm and took off his thin robe.
Fang Zhiyue only felt a chill in his chest, waist, and knees, and the sound of small and pleasant bells came from his body.
His expression immediately changed. "You, what did you put on me?"
The man who changed his clothes remained silent.
Before leaving, he stuffed another pill into his mouth.
Fang Zhiyue soon realized that his strength was gradually draining away, and he could only lie on his back on the bed helplessly.
The room was quiet for a while.
There was movement at the door again.
The woman came back in and sat next to him.
She looked him up and down with fiery eyes, her fingers brushing over the small bell hanging on his waist, and she laughed happily, "This Chunfeng Tower is really a wonderful place, they have all kinds of things. Look at this dress, it's much better than the thin shark gauze robe I wore yesterday."
The woman said playfully.
He stroked Fang Zhiyue's slender waist with his palm and kneaded it teasingly.
"Darling, didn't I feed you enough last night? Why are you greeting me again..."
Fang Zhiyue burst into tears again out of shame.
The woman chuckled softly.
Suddenly, she leaned close to his ear and said, "By the way, the sister Yao you mentioned last night reminded me of someone who's been very popular in the capital recently. She's this year's top scholar..."
"I sent someone to inquire about it and found out that today is her wedding day. I was intrigued, so I went to take a look. The top scholar lady is really beautiful in her wedding dress. I just wonder what the bridegroom in the sedan chair looks like?"
She seemed to be saying it casually.
After Fang Zhiyue heard this, he felt like a stone was pressing down on his heart.
What's the meaning?
Didn’t Sister Yao notice that he was missing?
She, she married the boy who pretended to be him?
"Hey, why are you crying?"
Seeing him crying again for no reason, he was even more excited than before.
The woman seemed very puzzled.
After a long moment, he spoke doubtfully, "Are you crying for that number one scholar? Why do you like that number one scholar? It's a pity that she didn't marry you."
Fang Zhiyue could no longer hear clearly what she was saying.
Just shedding tears.
It's as if I want to shed all the tears in this life.
The woman seemed a little disappointed by his appearance and withdrew her teasing hand from his waist.
His voice turned cold. "You've ruined my good mood by crying! I'll come and deal with you tonight."
After saying that, she left the room directly.
Fang Zhiyue had no reaction to the woman's departure.
I just lay in bed, shivering all over.
My mind is full of images of Si Yao marrying someone else.
how so?
Was it that Master Chenghua who deceived him?
Is Sister Yao very disappointed in him? Will she stop caring about him in the future?
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.
Fang Zhiyue actually wanted to faint.
I don’t know how long it took.
When he regained consciousness, he found the woman on top of him again.
As if noticing his movements, she breathed deeply and smiled: "Awake? My dear..."
Fang Zhiyue struggled desperately.
Even though his strength had not yet returned, he didn't care. The thin chains around his wrists and ankles quickly left a deep red mark on his skin.
"Are you crazy?"
The woman immediately held down his hands and feet.
His voice was cold. "Why, didn't you enjoy yourself last night? Why are you being so pretentious today? Are you thinking about the new number one scholar?"
She sneered, "She can't remember you right now. Maybe she's in the bridal chamber with her new groom."
Fang Zhiyue's tears flowed again.
The woman showed no mercy.
Still didn't get off him.
Another night passed like this.
When Fang Zhiyue woke up, there was no one in the house.
I felt a cold sensation on my wrists and ankles, as if someone had applied medicine on them.
But he was in no mood to care about these things.
But tears started to flow again.
It would be better to let such a dirty body fend for itself.
Not long after, someone brought food again.
This time it wasn’t that woman, Fang Zhiyue said he would not eat anything else.
He's being abused even when he's alive, so let him die...
He refused to open his mouth no matter what, and the person who fed him was helpless and could only take the food and leave.
At night, the woman appeared again.
She pressed directly on Fang Zhiyue, not even giving him time to adapt.
She leaned over to his ear and threatened, "Do you think I'll let you go if you don't eat? Or do you want to starve yourself to death? Darling, I'm afraid you're wrong. Even if you die, I can still play with you——"
"You...are not human..."
Fang Zhiyue tried his best to utter a few words.
His chest heaved violently.
The woman didn't care about his scolding at all. Instead, she laughed softly: "If I'm not a human, then you are now with something that is not human..."
She whispered the last two words deliberately in his ear.
The tears in Fang Zhiyue's eyes flowed again.
What a beast she is!
He even said something like this.
"Why are you crying again?"
The woman touched his eyes and rubbed them through the black cloth. "I'm afraid you can no longer use these eyes. Sooner or later, you'll cry them blind."
Fang Zhiyue's tears were still falling.
His lips moved, his voice weak, "When... you've had enough... give... me... a good time."
"Why, do you really want to die?"
The woman spoke softly.
After a long moment, he sneered, "Okay, then wait until I get tired of you, and then I'll let you go."
After that, she ignored him.
Concentrate on the task at hand.
Night after night—
Fang Zhiyue didn't know how long he had been in this room.
The woman came every night, tortured him, and left in the early morning.
Fang Zhiyue felt that his body had been ruined by her.
He now hopes that she will give him relief as soon as possible.
As for Si Yaoer, he had long given up thinking about her...
The woman would often tell him about the new number one scholar, how well she treated her new husband, and how every day people would see her bringing back fun and delicious treats for her husband. She treated her new husband like a treasure.
Whenever Fang Zhiyue heard this, the light in his eyes dimmed a little.
He didn't want to hear anymore—
But women are extremely bad.
He specifically asked the boy who fed him to tell him the story every day.
That day, Fang Zhiyue finally couldn't bear it anymore. When Erlang was telling the story vividly, he suddenly vomited and vomited out all the food he had just swallowed.
Erlang stopped talking instantly and became anxious, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Fang Zhiyue was no longer able to respond to him.
His consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he soon passed out.
Seeing this, Erlang's face changed drastically.
Not daring to delay, he quickly ran out to find someone.
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