Chapter 277: Women’s Battle (2/2)
“Taking off your clothes, obviously.” Xue Wu captured Xuejian and began to undress her with a smile.
“Nangong Hongyan, you are too shameless!” Xuejian tried to run for her life, but she was caught by Xue Wu and directly pushed down to the ground. Half of her robes were about to come off.
“Indeed, how about I strip you bare and hang you on a tree so that every man that walks by can see the exquisite figure of a little beauty like you?” Xue Wu acted like an evil madam. Nevertheless, her smile was still very pretty as she began to resemble a heinous pervert more and more.
Xuejian was truly frightened as her face paled. Tears ran from her eyes as she shouted: “Hongyan, you will not die a pretty death! I’ll tell Feng Feiyun! If he knew that you bullied me like this, he’ll dump you for sure!”
Xue Wu had already torn open Xuejian’s robes to reveal her pretty breasts, but she stopped after hearing the name “Feng Feiyun” and looked back at the carriage.
“Feng Feiyun…” Hongyan pondered for a moment and replied: “I understand. You want to kill me because of him?”
“Nangong Hongyan is who I want to kill!” Xuejian was down in the snow while trying her best to cover her breasts. She felt that Xue Wu was about to eat her, so she was naturally in deep panic.
“I’m Nangong Hongyan.” Hongyan got out of the carriage and stood before Xuejian while signaling for Xue Wu to back down.
Hongyan stared at the disorderly girl. A little smile appeared behind the white veil, one so beautiful that it even stunned Xuejian down on the ground.
The world actually had such a beautiful woman!
“I’m Feng Feiyun’s wife!” Xuejian was still hiding her breasts. For some reason, she was a little afraid of Hongyan.
Hongyan sighed: “You are too childish.”
Xuejian retorted: “Not at all!”
Hongyan nodded and said: “Fine, if you’re his wife, then we’ll definitely have to strip you. Not only that, we’ll take your life too.”
“You want to kill me?” Xuejian didn’t expect Hongyan to be so cruel and treat murder this lightly; it was as if she had grown used to it.
“I’ll kill Feiyun’s wife.” Hongyan really wanted to kill this time, she wasn’t just trying to scare Xuejian.
Flames surfaced and wrapped around Hongyan’s palm. She reached forward, seemingly wanting to choke Xuejian.
“Amitabha, amitabha, Benefactor, let go of the butcher’s knife to become a Buddha, don’t continue to make mistakes!” A buddhist mantra was emphatically recited in the wind.
Nalan Xuejian was suddenly nowhere to be found!
Hongyan pulled back her hand and turned to the north. Xuejian was already standing in the snow quite a distance away. Next to her was a monk holding a wine jar with its scent pervading far into the night sky.
Hongyan glared at the monk and sneered: “I’m afraid I can’t become a Buddha!”
“Then evil has penetrated your heart too deeply. I have a scroll of exorcism; if you chant it three hundred times each day, your heart will be as clear as water and everything will become easy.” Monk Jiu Rou took out a crumpled scroll and threw it towards Hongyan.
Hongyan caught it but didn’t bother looking. On her fingers appeared a spark that immediately burned the scroll into ashes.
She sneered: “Nosy people usually don’t live too long!”
She slowly raised her slender fingers towards the side of her face and into her hair, wishing to take off her veil…
“Don’t move! I still want to live for several more years, leave your face for Feng Feiyun to see!” Monk Jiu Rou knew that one of the most powerful weapons for murder was a beauty’s face. This was the prettiest woman in the world, so he couldn’t afford to catch half a glimpse of her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to live too long afterward.
Because of this, he grabbed Xuejian and fled at an unprecedented speed.
Hongyan put down her hand and stared at the flying snowflakes in the sky. The veil made her look quite mysterious while the answer of the monk kept on echoing in her mind: “Leave your face for Feng Feiyun to see…”
‘Perhaps I really should let him see my face so that one day, even if I’m no longer here, he will still remember me alone and miss me like I miss him… but… sigh!’ She lamented once more.
The old carriage continued deeper towards the storm.
1. Note, “courtesan” is the closest word, but the raw didn’t denote an actual ranking. Most people probably think of Japanese courtesans which are higher-ranking prostitutes, but Xue Wu’s word is just a euphemism for any prostitute. I also thought about using “companion” or “lady of the night” because “courtesan” isn’t perfect due to its connotations, but it is close enough and better than the other two.
2. This is the reason why I used “faceless” instead of “shameless” a few lines ago. In Chinese, “face” is reputation, so calling someone “faceless” is the same as calling them shameless. In this line, Xuejian chose the literal path, threatening to cut off Xue Wu’s actual face as a retort. You can also interpret this as her contempt towards prostitution and lack of self-respect. This is actually my first time using faceless in this literal manner, but the text required it. Otherwise, I would have to rewrite Xuejian’s response.