Shе hаd nо idеa how lоng shе hаd bееn sitting on the cаrрet. It wasn't until thе tent flaр wаs viоlеntlу thrоwn opеn that she snapped bасk to rеalitу, stаring blаnklу at thе furiоus Yеlü Liе.
"Whаt is this?" His tоne was icу, сarrуing the forebоding of an imрending storm.
Рlасеd bеfоrе her was thе Jаde Ring. Sо, hе knеw?
Yelü Liе clеnсhed his fist, gripрing thе Jadе Ring and hurling it toward thе solid woodеn саbinet оn the right! He рunсhеd through thе саbinеt, shаttеring the Jаdе Ring in his hand!
Shе didn't want tо bear his сhild! She disdаinеd thе ideа оf саrrying the child оf a barbarian like him! Нe had nevеr been this еnragеd in his еntire lifе!
After kicking the cabinet out of the tent, he smashed the nearby table into pieces.
"Young Master—"
From outside the tent came Duoluo Qi's worried voice.
"Get out!" He rushed to the entrance, closed the tent flap, and turned to glare fiercely at the woman cowering by the bed—he had terrified her!
He tore the whip from his waist, afraid that in his rage he might lash out at her uncontrollably, so he threw it as far away from himself as possible. Then, he swiftly grabbed her before she could even attempt to flee.
"You don't want my child! How dare you refuse to bear my child!" He pinned her to the carpet, his raised hand clenching into a fist as he struck the bed frame, shattering a thick bedpost and causing the entire bed to collapse.
He looked terrifying! He would hurt her! In his fury, his strength was horrifying. Trembling all over, she struggled, taking advantage of the moment he vented his anger on the bed to break free from his grip and try to run toward the entrance. But before she could even stand, he seized her by her long hair. Next, he forced her to the ground, nearly knocking all the air from her lungs...
Heavens! He was going to kill her! She stared despairingly at his frightening face, facing the true terror of her life.
He pinned her hands above her head, one hand tearing frantically at her clothes—"How dare you give what I gave you to those whores! Do you have any idea you nearly lost your life?"
"You simply couldn't bear to see me die at someone else's hands! Because that would rob you of the pleasure of tormenting me! And I don't want anything from you! You gave me jewelry just to remind me over and over that you've turned me into a whore too!"
"You—" If his heart were cruel enough, he would have struck her dead on the spot right then.
What next? Abuse her! Hurt her! In such a state of rage, a single slap from him would shatter her beautiful face, and in his violence, he would inflict irreparable harm. He stared at her torn blouse, where a scratch on her chest and neck had already drawn blood...
...
Suddenly, he released her and rushed out!
He couldn't hurt her, couldn't bring himself to harm her! She must have thought his roughness had already wounded her deeply, but she would never know that the true brutality had not been inflicted upon her.In this lifetime, he had never given anything to any woman! That Jade Ring was bestowed upon him by the Empress Dowager at his birth, originally a pair meant to be given to his wife upon marriage; yet, he only wanted to give it to her! Unexpectedly, she had disdained it, viewing it as a mere reward! What kind of patron would give a prostitute a priceless treasure? Besides, she was his female slave! This damned woman! Any other woman today would have known better and shown gratitude!
Unwilling to see her snow-white, delicate hands become rough and coarse, he had relieved her of all work; yet she believed this favor was the price paid for her body.
He might have frightened her, but he had never truly harmed her. He only wanted her, and even more, he desired her gentle submission. He wanted to see her smile for him! Yet—damn it! She deserved to die!
If he truly took pleasure in tormenting others as she claimed, she would not be safely staying in his tent today; instead, he would have acted like a true bandit, pressing her down in front of everyone to possess her, then allowing all his men to take turns violating her.
Just like the situation in that bandit den he had finally annihilated!
Today, he had finally pinpointed the exact location of that bandit den wreaking havoc in the Helan Mountain Region. Leading only the Twelve Riders, he had wiped out a den of over a hundred bandits. He had witnessed with his own eyes the women captured by those bandits stripped naked and tied to trees, available for entertainment at any moment—nothing like his side, where he still had to pay to summon prostitutes.
He rushed to his steed, kicked a tree trunk until it snapped, and coldly eyed the surviving bandits and their women on the ground.
Duoluo Qi hurriedly followed, his face still filled with worry; he had never seen his master erupt with such fury.
Though he was prone to anger, he rarely showed it. That Great Song beauty truly had remarkable skill! Now, to divert the master’s rage, he had to draw his attention to other matters.
"Young Master, how should we deal with these wounded soldiers and bandit women who have voluntarily surrendered?"
"What about those two whores?" He glanced toward the Red Tent he had collapsed with a whip but saw no sign of the two women.
"They’ve left." After the master charged into the tent, Duoluo Qi immediately sent the two women away; otherwise, once the master emerged again, they would surely lose their lives. Those two women were not worth pitying, but he feared that afterward, the Young Master would regret killing them, as their crimes did not warrant death—losing an arm each was punishment enough. When Yelü Lie returned, he saw the two women fighting outside the Red Tent over who would wear the Jade Ring; upon realizing what it was, he furiously snatched it away. The two women’s arms were severed on the spot as they failed to dodge in time, and despite their wails, they tremblingly recounted how Jun Qiluo had given them the Jade Ring. After understanding what had happened, Yelü Lie whipped the Red Tent into collapse and stormed back to his tent. Duoluo Qi had been worried that the Great Song beauty would not survive, but fortunately, she had! He had already instructed the old maidservant to take care of her."Send the men to work in the coal mines, and have the women replace those two whores as camp prostitutes!" The women who had been captured and taken up the mountain—some were from Western Xia, some were Liao People, and some were Han People—he had already ordered his men to escort them back one by one. As for these surrendered female bandits, though they also pleaded bitterly, claiming they had been forced up the mountain, they couldn’t deceive his eyes. Even though they were all Liao People, he couldn’t let them off easily, because just by looking at their skills, it was clear they had also participated in the killings and plunder.
It wasn’t just Great Song’s merchants who had been robbed! Even earlier, Great Liao’s merchants had often gone missing in this area. It wasn’t until three months ago, when a nomadic group from the Yelü Tribe was completely wiped out while traveling from the Yin Mountains to the Helan Mountains to prepare for winter, that Yelü Lie was thoroughly enraged. Two months ago, after informing the Khan and the Empress Dowager, he led a group of men to search this area, began setting traps, and also took care of some matters for the Khan along the way.
These people, living in the lawless borderlands, were not loyal to any country and even brazenly plundered merchants from all three nations. Engaging in such despicable deeds while daring to call themselves Liao People made them all the more deserving of death!
Duoluo Qi crossed his arms and looked at the six or seven female bandits. Their seductive eyes were all fixed on the Young Master, completely unlike the pitiful state they had been in when first captured. Perhaps they were planning to seduce the Young Master, deluding themselves into becoming the bandit chief’s wife!
Yelü Lie didn’t bother to spare them another glance.
"Cripple their martial arts, and blind those with improper eyes. Before dawn tomorrow, break camp and set out!" He leaped onto his horse and galloped down the mountain—he needed to vent his anger!
Duoluo Qi signaled the Twelve Riders not to follow, then instructed, "Throw these women into the Red Tent and tie them up first. The men will be escorted north by ten men."
"Yes!"
Duoluo Qi sighed and walked toward the leader’s tent—this great beauty definitely had the ability to drive the Young Master mad. And the Young Master—he cared too much about her, which was a hidden worry indeed!
Since he stormed out of the tent, it had been past dinner time, and he still hadn’t returned.
Jun Qiluo sat on the newly laid wool felt, staring blankly at the flame on the small table. Yelü Lie had smashed everything in the tent that could be broken. Although Dalou Jiyao had cleared away the mess, laid down a carpet and a bed of wool felt, and brought in a small table, the entire tent now felt so empty and cold.
Her courage wasn’t as strong as she had imagined. Truly! She had been terrified by him! But she knew that, given Yelü Lie’s state of extreme anger, he hadn’t truly harmed her much—at least compared to the shattered items scattered across the floor, she was fortunate. Especially after hearing that he had broken the arms of those two women, the scratches on her body seemed insignificant in comparison.
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