“Your Majesty, why do you look so terrible? Who dares to anger you?” Xia Wan’er said in a soft voice.
Ming Leng Chen took the wine cup she handed him, looked at her, and smiled slightly: “Do you think you have the right to ask? You foolishly imagine that I would like you. To me, you are just a bed companion, more precisely, a substitute bed slave, haha.”
Xia Wan’er trembled, never expecting the Emperor would say such hurtful words. Her heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife! She was indeed fantasizing. After that night of serving him, when he conferred her the title of Virtuous Concubine, she had secretly comforted herself, thinking perhaps the Emperor might like her. But today’s words were like salt rubbed into her wound, almost making her faint from pain!
Ming Leng Chen pulled the tearful Xia Wan’er into his arms, watching her with a half-smile, emotionlessly pressing his soft lips against her, domineering as he tore her elegant dress, disregarding her shyness, lifting her by the waist and walking towards the bed.
Throughout, her tears never stopped, without any intimate atmosphere, only a one-sided release, completely ignoring her inexperience. The room was filled only with intermittent soft sobs.
He had fallen into a deep sleep. Xia Wan’er lay beside him, her body stiff, tears continuously flowing down her cheeks, gradually wetting a large portion of the soft silk bedding.
Disregarding the soreness below, she walked barefoot to the beam, a white silk scarf now in her hand. Standing on a round stool, she tiptoed, unable to bear his humiliation, the white silk ready to end her life!
But those who wish to die are not always granted their wish. She wanted to end it all, but heaven would not allow her to die so easily, for she still had an unfinished mission awaiting her!
[Text: 036 Visiting the Sick]
Her face was pale, completely bloodless. Her large, watery eyes had lost their usual spirit, coldly staring out the window, lost in thought for a long time.
“Virtuous Concubine, please drink at least a little,” her personal maid Chun Xiu pleaded. She held a white jade lotus seed porridge, hoping her mistress would look at her, even if just to scold her. This silent demeanor was heartbreaking!
