cold clothes

Late at night, Leng Yi stared blankly into the corner like a snail.

What was she thinking? No, she wasn't thinking anything at all. She didn't know when it started, but her mind had become so numb she couldn't think anymore. She couldn't distinguish between day and night, between being human and a slave. Was she even human anymore? Did she still have any dignity left? She actually did that to Yin Jiu… without being forced, threatened, or insulted, her servility seemed ingrained in her bones; she had been tamed so thoroughly.

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over her, and Hu's mother's sinister laughter seemed to echo in her ears: "Ningbi, you will become poison."

Granny Li's sinister and contemptuous face came close: "If you don't cooperate, then this old servant will have to offend you."

Yin Jiu's gaze shifted from fear to disgust: "I never thought you were so repulsive!"

Her grandmother from her past life suddenly appeared behind her and pushed her out of the house: "A slut's daughter is a slut. As expected, she'll go out and sell herself when she grows up. Don't ever come back into my house!"

In an instant, countless people appeared before her, stretching out countless hands, pushing her backward until she was pushed off the cliff.

She fell helplessly downwards, without light, without shadow, without sound. The world had abandoned her; even the most compassionate gods and Buddhas wouldn't deign to glance at her. No one would save her; even death didn't matter.

Unfortunately, she did not die after one night.

The next day, two old women, like the grim reapers, summoned her. It was broad daylight, yet it was the most hellish moment for her.

Just as the old woman said, Qingyou would no longer be her helper; someone else would take her place. Coincidentally, she had seen this person before; he was the male lead in the first erotic play that Lengyi had ever watched.

The old woman said his name was Yuanli.

Yuanli looked much more inexperienced than Qingyou. He was timid and shy, with his eyes lowered and the tips of his ears turning red, looking like he was completely at Lengyi's mercy.

But when he looked up at Leng Yi, his eyes seemed to be filled with a restless desire.

Leng Yi actually thought he looked a bit like Yin Jiu.

Perhaps Yin Jiu's performance yesterday was also rather dull and shy...

The thought of Yin Jiu brought a wave of guilt and a sense of absurdity to Leng Yi's mind. She felt her body stiffen, as if a thousand judges were slowly torturing her.

Leng Yi trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face like pearls. Unable to control herself, her training was forced to stop, and the two old women resorted to their old trick, hanging Leng Yi up.

“That slut cries and pretends to be high and mighty all day long, but she’ll behave herself once she’s lost her virginity. Go quickly—” Granny Li smiled maliciously and gave Yuanli a wink.

“This isn’t a good idea, isn’t it? Didn’t Madam say…” Granny Zhao was a little worried.

Granny Li glared at her: "Are you stupid? We've already made way for that place. Even if a man goes in, it won't matter. There are only a few of us here. If we don't say anything, who will? Do you think you can say anything, young male prostitute?" Granny Li looked at Yuan Li threateningly.

Yuanli naturally dared not speak. Under Li Mama's coercion, her body trembled and she could not stand up straight. Li Mama immediately flew into a rage and punched and kicked Yuanli.

Yuanli was just a lowly male prostitute, no match for Granny Li, and could only silently endure the beatings.

"Today's training is canceled. Let's go and report to Madam quickly, and let her make the decision," Zhao Mama advised Li Mama.

Granny Li couldn't help but feel resentful: "When Madam finds out we can't handle Miss Ningbi, she'll inevitably scold us."

"Oh dear, everyone knows Miss Ningbi is stubborn. Madam won't really blame us. Since Madam hasn't given us any specific instructions on how to treat Miss Ningbi, we shouldn't act rashly."

After exchanging a few more words, the two old women left first. Yuan Li, being an outsider, had no reason to linger, but his gaze towards Leng Yi was obscure as he left.

Lingcao rushed in to check on Lengyi, but Lengyi was completely unresponsive, staring blankly like a puppet. This alarmed Lingcao so much that she burst into tears beside her, her sobs barely managing to bring Lengyi back to her senses.

It was a rare sunny day, with spring in full bloom. Lingcao helped Lengyi out to bask in the sun. Lengyi squinted slightly, tilted her head back, and the bright sunlight made her skin as white as snow, as if she would melt away at any moment.

The sun is so nice; it warmed her up a bit.

Leng Yi sat quietly in the sun for an hour. Suddenly, Ling Cao ran over to her and said, "Ning Bi, Young Master Qing You invites you to Langxuan Pavilion to practice your sword." Ling Cao looked puzzled as she spoke.

Miss hasn't practiced swordsmanship in a long time; Qingyou probably has something else on her mind.

Leng Yi didn't think much of it and wandered out in a daze, sword in hand. She felt that she hadn't practiced swordsmanship for many days and could barely lift the sword anymore.

Upon arriving at the entrance of Liuyun Pavilion, he found Yuanli standing there. Seeing Lengyi, he quickly said, "Lord Qingyou sent me to deliver a message."

Qingyou never sent anyone to deliver messages to her; she always came in person.

Leng Yi was a little confused, but her numb mind couldn't think much about it, and she followed Yuan Li to Langxuan Pavilion.

The two remained silent the entire way. Leng Yi walked with her head down, unaware that Yuan Li's gaze was gradually becoming more fervent, nor that he was getting closer and closer to her.

Near the gate of Langxuan Pavilion stands a huge banyan tree, next to a pond, where few people linger.

A shadow suddenly fell over Leng Yi's head. Before she could react, Yuan Li had already swept her up in his arms. Leng Yi stood there stunned for several seconds before she thought to struggle.

The banyan tree trunk was so thick that no one could see the person behind it. Yuan Li walked around behind the banyan tree before putting Leng Yi down, and then he couldn't wait to kiss Leng Yi's neck.

Leng Yi was disgusted and, with a surge of strength from who knows where, pushed Yuan Li away. Yuan Li was prepared and immediately used her size advantage to pin Leng Yi to the ground.

"Why... Don't you know that men and women in Fengxiang Pavilion cannot have illicit affairs?" Leng Yi wasn't so stupid as to not understand Yuan Li's intentions, so she brought up the rules of Fengxiang Pavilion in the hope that he would back down.

“I know, but Miss Ningbi, I like you so much…” Yuanli looked at Lengyi with infatuated eyes. Lengyi’s face was cold at the moment, and her deep blue eyes looked at him with anger and disdain, which made his body more and more excited.

"You know what, Miss Ningbi? I liked you the moment I saw you. Your eyes looked at me with such nobility, such disdain, and I felt like a filthy dog. And then... and then you were just like me, hahahahahahaha—"

Leng Yi's face turned deathly pale, while Yuan Li became increasingly frantic.

“It’s so beautiful that someone as beautiful as Miss Ningbi would stoop to such lowliness as us…” Yuanli’s gaze, like a snake, locked onto Leng Yi’s slender neck and collarbone, as if she were seeing a delicious meal. “Back then, I wished I could replace Qingyou. I never thought my dream would actually come true. I’m sorry I was so excited when I saw you kneeling in front of me crying this morning that I lost my composure. But I won’t be like that now. I will behave myself.” After saying that, she made a move to invade her body again.

"Go away!"

Yuan Li was startled by Leng Yi's shout, then revealed a morbidly determined smile.

Leng Yi even got to scold him to her heart's content.

He liked the coat, so what did he do? He dragged the coat to a corner with malicious intent. Why do some people always have this kind of robber logic, blaming their own mistakes on the victim and justifying their own actions?

That's absolutely disgusting.

This isn't liking someone; it's just that Leng Yi is easy to bully. But Leng Yi has a sword in her hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, Leng Yi drew his sword. With a push of his thumb, he gripped the hilt, and with a flash of his blade, blood splattered all over Leng Yi's face.

Yuan Li's pupils constricted sharply, and she rolled off Leng Yi, clutching her neck, her face filled with disbelief. Leng Yi stood up and couldn't help but sneer, "You don't really think my swordsmanship is just for show, do you? I can't beat Qingyou and Li Zhao, but surely I can handle you?"

Yuan Li lay on the ground, bleeding profusely. Leng Yi had used all her strength, severing the carotid artery in her neck; Yuan Li was doomed. Now that she was dead, what should be done next?

After Leng Yi's first murder, her adrenaline subsided and she became confused. After her mind went blank for a while, Leng Yi decided to go find Qing You. Firstly, Langxuan Pavilion was nearby, and secondly, Yuan Li had tricked her into coming under Qing You's name, so Qing You should take full responsibility.