Qiu’er was awakened by the heat and felt something burning. Confused, she wondered where Xiao Ju and her mother were. Her head hurt, and as she sat up tremblingly, she saw a man in front of her.
Tentatively, Qiu’er asked, “Who is it?”
Long Hanjie remained silent, just looking at her. She closed her eyes, then tried to identify him, and in her stupor, lay back down, knowing that sitting up had taken all her strength.
She was covered in sweat, her head uncooperative, sending waves of pain and dizziness.
Xu Qiu’er asked cautiously, “Is the Prince looking for Qiu’er for something?”
Despite her illness, she appeared weak, but her voice was unexpectedly soft and seductive.
Long Hanjie approached, and the light before Xu Qiu’er’s eyes darkened as he extended his hand. He thought, Xu Qiu’er, you forced me to do this.
He abruptly tore open her tight inner garment; she didn’t expect it, and her clothing fell apart on the bed. Xu Qiu’er belatedly realized what had happened, disbelievingly looking at her torn clothing, trying to cover herself with the fabric fragments. Long Hanjie swept the cloth to the floor with a wave of his hand.
“You… go away…” Her face was cold, her gaze sharp.
Xu Qiu’er trembled like a fallen leaf, her voice hoarse, struggling helplessly and ultimately falling to the ground in pain. Grief overwhelmed her as she wondered why her mother and Xiao Ju hadn’t come, and why her father hadn’t arrived.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
Long Hanjie, knowing Lady Xu would soon arrive, looked darkly at Xu Qiu’er and thrust himself into her, causing her to lose consciousness.
Lady Xu, discovering her daughter’s condition, faints and then attacks Long Hanjie in rage.
Xu Qiu’er, devastated, attempts to attack Long Hanjie with scissors but is easily overpowered.
The scene depicts a traumatic sexual assault, leaving everyone frozen and speechless.
With a turn of her hand, the scissors pierced her chest, accompanied by Madam Xu’s scream and flowing blood.
Finally, liberation.
Madam Xu, weak in her legs, fell and crawled to Xu Qiu’er’s side, pressing on her chest. “Qiu’er…”
Xu Qiu’er looked at her mother, heart shattered, yet she felt only the call of death for relief.
