The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 108: Embroidered Ball Romance (18)

Xuanyuan Jian had indeed, as people thought, received the news about Wen Rou. Everything inside the room was as if it had been baptized by a tempest.

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Except for the housekeeper, who dared to step forward, everyone else who heard the news wished they could disappear right there, hanging their heads in despair, thinking that their lives were over today.

"That person has already been castrated and locked in the Water Prison."

Xuanyuan Jian’s face was a mix of pale green and white, his words laced with venom, "Don’t let him die easily. I want to dismember him piece by piece."

In frustration, Xuanyuan Jian smashed a set of precious colored-glaze tea set to pieces.

The Grand Steward stood by, too afraid to even breathe.

Xuanyuan Jian chuckled sinisterly and turned his venomous gaze to the servants kneeling on the ground, "What did you hear just now?"

Not one dared to speak.

Xuanyuan Jian asked again cheerily, "No one will answer me? What’s the use of having a mouth if you can’t speak? Since you can’t talk, let’s sew it shut."

"Master... we... we didn’t hear anything..."

"Oh, you heard nothing? Then what are your ears for if they’re useless?... We might as well cut them off..."

As the knife came down, the person who had just spoken was now clutching a profusely bleeding wound, struggling to stifle his cries of pain, while a bloody ear lay on the cold ground.

The others present, except for the Grand Steward, knelt down in terror, continuously knocking their heads on the ground, "Master, please spare our lives..."

"Drag them all away."

After this outburst, Xuanyuan Jian’s bloodshot eyes finally calmed down a bit.

The Grand Steward nervously forced himself to step forward, "Master, about Miss Wen...."

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Jian did not direct his rage at him this time.

"Go check it."

The small courtyard where Wen Rou had been staying welcomed its original owner again.

All the servants in the courtyard were driven to the doorway, and the doors of the room were tightly closed from the inside. Wen Rou huddled alone in a corner of the room, shivering with a blanket.

Her eyes were wide open, and even if they stung tremendously, she dared not close them.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she vividly saw that day’s terrifying scenes.

It was as if the disgusting, fearful trembling sensation still lingered on her skin.

That overwhelming sense of despair, like a tidal wave, suffocated her.

Why did such a thing happen to her?

Wen Rou deeply regretted, if only she had not gone to the Zuixiang Building that day, if only she hadn’t drunk.

Even more so, she resented many people.

If she hadn’t quarreled with the Third Prince, she wouldn’t have run out of the house in a sulk.

If the Second Prince hadn’t made her angry, she wouldn’t have fled the Prince’s Mansion.

If...

If none of this had happened, then none of the subsequent events would have occurred, and she wouldn’t have endured such humiliation.

"Bang..."

A loud noise came as the door was forcefully kicked open from the outside.

Bright sunlight burst through the opened door, causing Wen Rou to squint her eyes involuntarily, tears spilling out and streaming down her pallid cheeks.

Seeing the visitor, Wen Rou tightened her grip on the quilt and shrank her head further inside.

With a buzzing voice, she said fiercely, "Get lost, why are you here..."

Xuanyuan Jian stood at the door with his back to the light, watching the person inside without moving his feet forward, just quietly looking on. The light behind him obscured his expression.

Unable to hear a response for a long time, Wen Rou couldn’t help but stretch her head out to look, and when she saw Xuanyuan Jian’s expressionless handsome face, a strong sense of grievance surged in her heart.

Remembering her own experiences, tears overwhelmed her eyes and flowed more violently.

With a crying tone, she said, "Get lost, get lost... If it weren’t for you, why would I have to endure all this? It’s all your fault..."

Though Wen Rou’s words told him to leave, the hope in her eyes was unmistakably real; she wished that at this moment, Xuanyuan Jian’s strong embrace could become her haven.

But to her disappointment, she couldn’t read his attitude from Xuanyuan Jian’s face.

There were no reproaches, no blame, but also no comfort, no tenderness...

Wen Rou panicked; she had already been tainted, and if Xuanyuan Jian no longer wanted her, how would she cope, how would she face the coming days...

Finally, she was the first to lower her head.

Wen Rou pursed her lips and stood up, rushing toward Xuanyuan Jian at the doorway, "Ah Jian, I was wrong... It was my fault. I shouldn’t have been so willful..."

"I am so tainted, how am I supposed to go on living?"

Xuanyuan Jian let Wen Rou embrace him, controlling his urge not to push her away.

In his eyes was a trace of disgust; he indeed found Wen Rou tainted. "Take the young lady and clean her up."

On hearing this, Wen Rou’s body curled up in Xuanyuan Jian’s arms suddenly stiffened, but at this moment, she dared not make any more trouble.

Xuanyuan Jian said, "Don’t worry, I have already dealt with that scum."

After speaking, Xuanyuan Jian forcefully pulled Wen Rou off himself, "I have things to do, I’ll come to see you later."

"When will that be?" Wen Rou knew she couldn’t let go, but keeping someone wasn’t something she could do just by not wanting to let go.

Xuanyuan Jian did not answer her, but instead said to the maids beside him, "You all accompany the young lady well."

The woman who had first stirred his heart, Xuanyuan Jian treated Wen Rou somewhat differently than others, but to grow closer to her again, he might as well become an eternal fool.

If it were any other woman in the mansion, the moment they were sullied, they would have been directly dealt with, not picked up to irritate himself.

Xuanyuan Jian felt he had done all he could in righteousness and benevolence toward Wen Rou, but she didn’t see it that way.

From the moment Xuanyuan Jian turned around and left mercilessly, she truly began to hate him, feeling that he was utterly heartless.

Her resentful gaze seemed almost tangible, and her nails broke without her even realizing as she clenched them into her flesh.

"Please, young lady."

The surrounding maids, who were bowing their heads, seemed to Wen Rou to look at her with utter contempt.

She awkwardly tugged at her sleeves, trying to cover the marks on her body, then suddenly she remembered the marks on her body had just been seen by Xuanyuan Jian.

Thinking about this, Wen Rou completely collapsed, pushed the people in front of her away, and covered her face as she ran out.

Servants then reported, "Miss Wen ran out of the mansion and we couldn’t catch up with her."

Xuanyuan Jian was silent for a while, then said, "Then let it be, no need to search for her."

"Keep an eye on the people at the Crown Prince’s other residence, any response?"

"The guard at the other residence is very strict; Su Li has never left the main gate, our people have had no chance to get close to him, couldn’t make a move."

"Then let’s hold back for now, shift the main focus to staying close to the Crown Prince. Father is now slowly handing over state affairs to the Crown Prince, we don’t have much time left."

"My lord, should we consider acting in advance..."