Chapter 006 was tormented to the point of being unable to close its legs
"Sick? How pitiful." Liu Feng smiled brightly, as if he had finally avenged His Highness, "I will report this to His Highness; you should rest for now"
What is unbearable is that the internal organs are in turmoil, and my throat is so dry it feels like it's on fire
Yan Nanzheng seemed not to have heard, and said in a low voice: "Did you find the few books that this king asked you to look for yesterday?"
"Your Highness is in the study; unless instructed otherwise, you must remain on standby." A guard expressed his disdain.
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She cast a glance, feeling utterly helpless about her current position: still hanging upside down, her legs and arms spread apart, as if they were about to tear her limbs apart, threatening to dismember her.
The two guards hurriedly jumped aside to avoid being splattered by the filthy vomit
Her throat hurts severely, and her dry, hoarse voice is unpleasant to hear, "I feel very uncomfortable... Please let me down quickly..."
Suddenly, a surge of liquid gushed out
It seems I have seen that detestable face of Liu Feng twice, and it also seems I have seen the face of King Yan, covered in ice and snow, once...
At this moment, her hatred for the King of Yan was so intense that it could destroy the heavens and the earth, sustaining her will to persevere
King Yan, you are truly ruthless
In a daze, Lan Qingxiao felt herself being dragged out and then thrown out forcefully, landing heavily on the ground, nearly losing consciousness.
The feeling of being left with just a final breath is deeply etched in one's memory, never to be forgotten for a lifetime
"Two days? It can't be three days, right?" Lan Qing felt like crying but had no tears.
Liu Feng was in a good mood and specially went to see her, smiling as he said: "Oh, you're awake? Did you sleep well last night?"
As night fell, she thought this torment should have come to an end, but unexpectedly, the servant Liufeng of Prince Yan deliberately sat in front of her and ate the meal with great relish, almost provoking her to curse out loud.
A gust of wind splashed a cup of cold tea onto Lan Qingxiao's face, instantly rousing the unconscious woman, who slightly opened her eyes.
Subsequently, Lan Qingxiao fell into a state of confused consciousness, unaware of how many hours had passed, nor of the year or month.
The clothes soaked by the rain clung to her body, the damp chill penetrating her skin, and Lan Qingxiao shivered uncontrollably.
However, even if she screams her throat raw, she cannot change her fate
The King Yan, who deserves a thousand cuts
She cannot die; she must persevere!
"Just one day, and you can't hold on any longer?" Seeing her suffer, he felt particularly pleased, "I thought you were quite capable, at least able to last seven or eight days."
"My Lord Liufeng, please take your time." said the two guards obsequiously
She finally understood that the Prince of Yan wanted her to be hung upside down, exposed to the wind and sun, to starve her to death
Savoring the aroma of the dishes, she could not help but swallow, wishing she could fly over and let a droplet of saliva fall onto the food, watching him eat.
The cold wind howled as she sneezed repeatedly, enduring the torment of her illness. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she was, the more she hated that damned King Yan
She asked the guards for something to eat and drink, but they said that His Highness had not given any orders
The fragrant aroma of delicious food wafted in, and she imagined the happiness of having a hearty meal in the midst of hunger and cold.
She employed various means to beg him for a meal, but he simply refused to give it to her
What should I do
How long does Your Highness intend to punish me?
As for that young lady, the absence of new instructions from Your Highness indicates that Your Highness will not easily spare her
Once Your Highness has calmed down, you will naturally be forgiven
Lord Liufeng, this girl has been hanging by a thread for four days, on the brink of death. If she survives tonight, she will surely die. What should we do
In fact, this is a habit he has developed since childhood, representing the most orthodox dining etiquette of the royal family, exuding an air of nobility and distinction
The night is deep and serene, with a gentle breeze and fine rain, enveloped in a mist of moisture
"In three to five days, please wait patiently." Liufeng left, gnawing on a chicken leg.
Yan Nanzheng covered himself with the brocade quilt, the intricately carved snow-white face shimmering with dark red shadows, "Take her to the room and hang her up."
After being caught in the rain for half an hour, she fainted
Your Highness, it seems that the young lady is unwell
Enduring the cold wind, the scorching sun, the scrutiny of the servants of the Wang residence, and the gossip and ridicule of others, Lan Qingxiao bore it all
After Yan Nanzheng finished eating, he stood up and walked outside. Liu Feng quickly followed him to the study to attend to him
Liu Feng received the order to withdraw, while Yan Nanzheng took a book to read, his gaze cold and detached
After dawn, she was awakened by various sounds created by the servants, feeling even worse than the day before. Her whole body was cold, her head felt like it was about to explode, and there was a burning sensation in her throat
If this grudge is not avenged, she shall not be called Lan Qingxiao
When it rains, it pours; can things get any worse than this
She lay on the ground for a long time before gathering enough strength to rise. Her entire body ached severely, as if her tendons were severed and her bones were broken. Her legs felt foreign, unable to come together at all. She squinted her eyes, swaying and stumbling as she walked, each small step causing excruciating pain.
She cried out in anguish, but soon realized that crying would only lead to further loss of moisture, as she was already extremely dehydrated
The drizzling night rain fell from the sky, soaking her completely, and soon she resembled a drenched chicken
If a life is lost, Your Highness will not hold it against me, will you
Lan Qingxiao felt a glimmer of hope in her heart as she saw him leave
"I caught a cold... I am ill... It is so cold..." she said weakly, in a dazed manner.
Over there, Lan Qingxiao waited and waited, waiting until noon, waiting until nightfall, yet still did not wait for Liufeng to return
In the middle of the night, Lan Qingxiao felt tired and drowsy, and gradually fell asleep in a daze
It has been about an hour, hasn't it? That's enough... I can't take it anymore, please put me down..." she said weakly
The window paper reflects the color of the sky outside, a pale white of dawn in the east, signaling the beginning of a brand new day
Before her, everything began to blur again; it seemed as if she saw chicken legs flying, with countless delicacies lined up before her...
The limbs are sore and painful, as if the entire body has been heavily crushed by a cart several times
After expelling a considerable amount, Lan Qingxiao felt somewhat relieved, yet the internal organs were still burning with discomfort, leaving her in pain
He arrived at His Highness's chamber, where Yan Nanzheng was having breakfast. The way he ate the rice porridge was exceptionally graceful and elegant, as if it had been meticulously designed and sculpted.
When Lan Qingxiao woke up, she felt as if she were on the verge of death
A dignified prince, so petty and vengeful, is he still a man
"Your Highness, Your Highness... put me down... I'm about to die..." she shouted at the top of her lungs
Liu Feng smiled and said, "I found it and placed it on the desk in the study."
One day, she will avenge today's grievances
The gentle breeze attended to His Highness's rest, and then inquired: "Your Highness, that young lady has been caught in the rain for over an hour and has fainted for quite some time; will it lead to a fatal outcome?"
"Those who dare to insult Your Highness and tarnish Your Highness's reputation shall face severe punishment. If Your Highness does not kill you, I will." Liu Feng's tone was filled with anger, devoid of any sympathy
The lights of the Yan Wang Mansion gradually extinguished, and most of the servants had retired for the night
"Not dead yet, throw her out." Liu Feng, with a look of vengeance fulfilled, warned, "If you offend His Highness again or damage His Highness's reputation, next time, it won't be so cheap."
Two guards were deeply worried, as the regulations of the royal palace were numerous and strict, and the punishments were severe. If an unwarranted incident were to result in a death, their own futures would be in jeopardy. Therefore, they sought the counsel of Liu Feng, asking him to make a decision.