Everyone crowded around Xuan Ying and Shi Xiaoxiao. Feng Lingxue was just like an abandoned rag, forgotten by everyone.
Including Xuan Mu.
Xuan Mu was tired after going through so much trouble. He instructed his two subordinates, "Send this shameless slave back. I'm going to have some fun outside tonight. I'll teach her a lesson when we get back!"
"Yes." The two subordinates dragged Feng Lingxue away.
…
The luxurious car stopped outside the South Palace. Feng Lingxue dragged her pain along as she slowly walked into the South Palace.
She found a fountain by the roadside and squatted down. She looked at her own face through the clear water.
She had wiped away the blood stains and there was a small, twisted word on her beautiful face – slave.
This word would accompany her for the rest of her life. It was a symbol of her humiliation.
A slave for a day, a slave for life.
Feng Lingxue squatted there, hugging her knees with her slender arms. She was in a daze.
She had stopped crying.
Her eyes were dry, there were no more tears.
She didn't feel any pain anymore.
The heart-wrenching pain had turned into numbness, and now, she didn't feel anything anymore.
Xuan Ying …
Even when she thought of this word, it didn't hurt. She didn't feel any pain at all. She had hidden 'Brother Ying' deep in her heart and now, she had let go of this unreachable Xuan Ying. She no longer loved him.
At this moment, she heard some sounds. Feng Lingxue quickly looked over. "Who is it?"
An old lady in a wheelchair appeared with two maids behind her. The maids followed her anxiously. "Madam Yu, don't run around. Let us take care of you. If anything happens to you, how are we going to answer to Silver Mask King?"
Xuan Ying had wanted to take his mother, Concubine Yu, away after obtaining military power. But Concubine Yu refused to leave and stayed in the South Palace.
The people in the South Palace could only worship her like a Buddha. They were afraid that if anything happened to her, Xuan Ying would lead the army to raze the South Palace to the ground.
Concubine Yu's hair was all white and she looked like an old lady. Her tendons were broken and she could only sit in a wheelchair.
"Stop following me. I don't want you to push me. I'm not a cripple … Ah!" In the next second, the wheelchair hit a rock and Concubine Yu fell to the ground.
"Oh my god, Madam Yu!" The two maids' faces paled as they rushed to help Concubine Yu.
Concubine Yu's face was pale as she pushed them away. "Don't touch me!"
At this moment, a small hand reached over. "Let me pull you."
Concubine Yu froze and quickly lifted her eyes. Feng Lingxue was standing in front of her, offering her support.
"Go away, I don't need your hypocrisy!" Concubine Yu pushed Feng Lingxue away.
Feng Lingxue stood up straight. "Can you get up by yourself?"
Concubine Yu snorted coldly. She wanted to get up, but her tendons had been broken for many years, and she couldn't get up at all.
Feng Lingxue bent down and held Concubine Yu's arm. She said softly, "Why make things difficult for yourself?"
Concubine Yu was stunned. Hadn't she been making things difficult for her all these years?
She didn't reject Feng Lingxue anymore. Feng Lingxue struggled to help her into the wheelchair.
"Hmph, don't think that I'll be grateful to you. Xuan Ying isn't my son, so don't even think about getting anything from me!" Concubine Yu turned her face away.
Feng Lingxue sat on the rock beside the wheelchair. She pursed her pale lips and didn't say a word.
Both of them fell silent. It was late autumn, and it was especially cold.
"Actually, Xuan Ying and I have known each other for a long time. We grew up together in Ah Jiao's Room. We can be said to be childhood friends." After a long time, Feng Lingxue's voice came over.
Concubine Yu froze. She quickly turned around and looked at Feng Lingxue, who was sitting beside her wheelchair. The word 'slave' was etched on the right side of her face.
Feng Lingxue looked at the distant sky. "Life in Ah Jiao's Room wasn't easy. I had to practice dancing every day, and if I didn't dance well, I would get beaten up. He was a quiet and handsome manservant, and he would also get scolded. But we didn't feel it was hard at all. Even if we were beaten up, we just had to look at each other and we would laugh happily.
"I was 18 then, and Ah Jiao's Room wanted to auction off my coming of age night. The night before, he said that he would take me away. It's been so many years, but I never told him. I was waiting for him to say this. As long as he took me away, I would follow him no matter how hard it was. The world was so big, and we would have our own home.
"But that night, when I was asleep, I suddenly heard the sounds of fighting. It seemed to be coming from his room. I was so scared that I got off the bed and ran towards his room.
"I ran and ran along the corridor, and his room was just in front of me. But suddenly, the door to the room beside me was pulled open, and a hand reached out from inside, pulling me into the darkness. I was … raped …"
After saying those two words with much difficulty, Feng Lingxue quickly lifted her lashes. Her eyes had already turned red.
Three years had passed, but she could still clearly remember what happened that night.
Concubine Yu's gaze softened as she looked at Feng Lingxue. She wasn't as hostile anymore.
Feng Lingxue composed herself and continued, "The next day, Ah Jiao's Room held a grand coming of age ceremony for me. He was waiting for me at the place we agreed on. I wanted to go, I really wanted to go. It wasn't my fault that I was raped …
"But just as I was about to go, his father, the South Duke, came. The South Duke locked me in the room and didn't let me out. He threatened me, saying that if I dared to go out, he would kill him. He's his biological son …"
Concubine Yu gripped the handles of the wheelchair tightly. "That bastard, he'll definitely die a horrible death!"
Feng Lingxue pursed her pale lips. "He left, but I stayed at Ah Jiao's Room. Soon after, I found out that … I was pregnant …"
Concubine Yu looked at Feng Lingxue in shock.
"I thought about not giving birth to this child, but I couldn't bear to do it. No matter who the father of this child was, she was still my flesh and blood.
"I was pregnant for ten months, and I gave birth to a daughter. I named her Mu Mu. Mu Mu's arrival was like a light that illuminated my life. She would smile at me in my arms, and when I cried, she would cry too. She would wipe my tears with her tiny hands and blow on me. I hugged her warm and soft to sleep, and she would call me Mommy in a childish manner. We would sneak to the beach to play, and pick up rocks there …
"I was so happy during that period of time. Mu Mu's arrival seemed to make up for … the pain of losing him …
"But very soon, my father, the North Duke, came and took Mu Mu away. I watched as Mu Mu was slapped, pulled by her hair, and taken away. But as her Mommy, I couldn't do anything …
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
