529 Punishmen (1/2)

”You—”

”How does it feel, Marquis?” the Crown Princess softly uttered. She set foot into the room carrying a lantern. She shimmered like a beacon of hope. In reality, she was the harbinger of death.

”To be at the mercy of a girl you once violated?” she harshly spat out.

Marquis Qin's eyes widened in disbelief. He was shaken with surprise, enough to be momentarily distracted from the agonizing pain that had driven him to madness.

”I heard your mansion was burned down, and what little remnants of treasure you had left was discarded.”

W-what did she say?

”Your wives fled at midnight. Your servants disappeared. Your ships were burned.”

Her beautiful lips twisted into a cruel smile. Amusement flashed in her eyes. ”Decades of hard work—gone.”

She snapped her fingers. ”Just like that.”

Li Xueyue relished in the stricken look on his face. He behaved as if the world had wronged him in every way possible. The light fled from his eyes as it watered. Oh dear, was he crying? But she was just starting!

”All of your wealth and joy perished so quickly,” she said and giggled, covering her mouth before throwing him an incredulous look.

”N-no, t-this can't be! I-I have more money tucked away at a s-secret place you'll never find out!”

Li Xueyue shrugged her shoulders. ”It'll remain a secret forever then since you'll never leave this place.”

Blinded by rage, he instantly lunged for her. But he did not get very far. Bounded by chains of metal, he could do nothing but scream and roar.

”HOW DARE YOU!” he screamed at her, attempting to lift his arms to at least claw at her pretty dress.

But Marquis Qin only wailed louder. The pain in his hand had not subdued. It shot up his body, like flames dancing upon his flesh. He reeled his hands towards his chest, but that caused even more agony. Tears burned in his eyes as he hung his head in defeat, sobbing like a baby.

The pain was too much for him to handle. From the thousands of needles that seemed to stab his hands, to the wounds that festered and reopened with more blood. Everything was spiraling out of his control.

”It must feel fantastic,” she retorted. ”You went from villain to victim. How interesting.”

Marquis Qin's head shot up at her words. His veins boiled with hatred for this wench. How exactly did she do it? How did she claw and climb up to this position?

That night, he wanted something to fondle with, especially after such a tiring journey to Wuyi. But the Viscount informed him that his youngest daughter ran away and died off in a forest or something.

Who the hell was this ghost standing in front of him with such confidence and haughty smiles?

”A-are you really V-Viscount Bai Sheng's—”

”Yes, I'm the little girl you molested,” she spat out.

Marquis Qin's eyes widened in disbelief. He could not believe that sobbing mess of sweet cries became a confident woman of wealth and wits.

”Is t-this why you're doing t-this to me?!” he demanded, suddenly feeling fired up again. He refused to accept it. Refused to believe that one of his play toys out bested him like this. All because she opened her legs to the right man!

”B-because I ruined your youth, y-you ruined my fortune?!”

The Crown Princess batted her eyelashes. She tilted her head, her lips twisting to the side. She blinked and nodded, as if it was something so simple to understand.