Li Qianfan has arrived.
Is this good news for Du Junlin?
Certainly not!
After being ambushed that morning, Li Qianfan completely tore off his hypocritical mask, revealing his true demonic face.
He bluntly stated that he would imprison her until she died.
He intended to use her as a breeding tool until her death.
To make her keep giving birth—
And then, when she could no longer bear children, he would end her life with a single blow!
For any 21-year-old girl, this was a tragic fate worse than death.
Let alone for Du Junlin, a proud and ambitious young woman?
Having witnessed Li Qianfan's true demonic nature, Du Junlin had no doubt that he would act on his words.
She wanted to die.
She would rather end her own life than live such a humiliating existence!
Unfortunately.
Beyond being able to sit up with some effort, she lacked the strength even to bite her tongue and end it all.
She wished she could eat more to regain her strength.
But the demon's servant, Chu Yazhi, only gave her a small bowl of thin congee each time. Moreover, Li Zhaixing, sent from Lieyan Valley, guarded her day and night.
This had been the case for two consecutive days.
Du Junlin could only live in humiliation, waiting for the most humiliating thing to happen.
Now the demon had arrived.
Li Zhaixing had also brought a sumptuous dinner, all to ensure she ate enough to serve the demon.
"Once I regain my strength, even if I can't kill that demon, I can bite my tongue or smash my head against a wall," Du Junlin thought.
With difficulty, she climbed out of bed and, with Li Zhaixing's support, walked to the table and sat on the sofa.
The dinner was lavish.
No longer the half-bowl of millet porridge from before.
It was a standard four-dish, one-soup meal, with a bowl of white rice.
Without waiting for Li Zhaixing to say anything, Du Junlin picked up her chopsticks and began to eat slowly, her head lowered.
She wished she could devour the food and quickly regain her strength.
But she simply lacked the energy for such haste, so she ate delicately, like a lady, taking small bites.
Li Zhaixing remained silent, taking out her phone as usual and scrolling through Douyin.
Zhaixing loved her current life!
She could wear revealing clothes and high heels, forbidden within Lieyan Valley, and indulge in all sorts of delicious snacks whenever she pleased.
The only regret was.
She didn't know when the young master would take the four of them into his chambers so they could play Bao Huang together.
The door opened.
Chu Yazhi walked in from outside.
Zhaixing quickly stood up. "Manager Chu."
"Zhaixing, you can leave for now. I'll have a little talk with Miss Du," Chu Yazhi said with a smile. "Or perhaps, I'll teach her a few tricks on how to truly serve the master."
Du Junlin, who was eating daintily, felt her heart tremble.
Her eating speed noticeably increased.
"Alright," Zhaixing giggled and quickly left the room.
Chu Yazhi sat down beside Du Junlin.
Du Junlin instinctively shifted away.
This was because she felt this woman was filthy!
As Chu Yazhi sat down beside her, she immediately shifted closer to Du Junlin.
Du Junlin did not look up, her voice low and menacing. "Get away from me."
"You want me to get away? Heh, I refuse."
Chu Yazhi smiled suggestively and moved closer.
Du Junlin exclaimed in alarm. "Get away, get away! Or I'll kill you!"
"Come on, kill me."
Chu Yazhi leaned down, stretched out her neck, and invited Du Junlin to strike.
Du Junlin lacked the strength.
She could only grit her teeth—
"You should just accept your fate."
Chu Yazhi's face was filled with an evil smile as she reached out and caressed Du Junlin's cheek. "As expected of a pampered young lady from a wealthy family who has trained in martial arts. You are indeed beautiful, and more importantly, you have a certain charm. It's no wonder my master is so obsessed with you and insists on having you."
Du Junlin was terrified.
And even more nauseated!
What followed.
Were words from Chu Yazhi that could only be described as the lewd and vulgar obscenities uttered by the female lead in adult films.
Let alone for Du Junlin, a young woman, even a young mother would blush and have her heart pounding furiously after hearing them.
"Shut up! You vile creature! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"
Du Junlin tried to grab her chopsticks and stab at Chu Yazhi's eyes.
Unfortunately—
Despite eating so much, why did she not only fail to regain her strength but also find herself unable to even lift her arm?
"The demon allowed me to eat so much to replenish my weakened body so I could withstand his lustful power, but to prevent me from fighting back, he also added a larger dose of bone-weakening powder to the food." Du Junlin suddenly understood.
"That's right, Miss Du, you are indeed clever. But unfortunately, it's too late. Ha, ha." Chu Yazhi laughed heartily, becoming even more unrestrained.
"Beast, beast!"
Du Junlin's heart filled with despair.
Her spirit completely collapsed.
Unable to control herself any longer, she opened her mouth and cried out hoarsely, "Mom!"
Tears.
Du Junlin, who never cried, except for that night at Qianfan Hospital when she laughed maniacally at Yang Xiao, finally wept uncontrollably.
Tears streamed down her face as she cried like a child.
She kept calling for her mother.
She longed for her mother to suddenly appear and take her home more than ever before.
"You only realize your mother is good now? It's too late," the vicious and vile woman hissed in her ear like a snake flicking its tongue. "You never laugh or cry, even in front of your parents you're always wooden, devoid of emotion. So, you do get scared, and you do cry!"
"The master said that the reason you can't achieve a higher level is because you are a wooden person without emotions." Chu Yazhi smiled wickedly and cupped Du Junlin's face in her hands. "I don't believe there are wooden girls in this world!"
Let go of me—
Du Junlin shook her head with all her might.
But beyond crying, she could do nothing.
She could only passively listen to this filthy woman's incessant venomous words.
"Actually, even if you are a block of wood, I can train you to be the most passionate woman."
"The colder a woman is, the more potential for exploration there is."
"Miss Du, from tonight onwards, you will become our master's production tool."
"I am absolutely confident that I can make you keep giving birth at a rate of three children in four years."
"Don't be afraid. Once you get through tonight, you won't care about anything else."
"Women, don't they all go through this eventually?"
Chu Yazhi opened her phone. "Come, let me teach you some theoretical knowledge."
Get lost!
I'll kill you—
Du Junlin, broken, uttered this final cry and then fell silent.
It wasn't that she didn't want to curse or threaten anymore.
It was because she had fainted.
Chu Yazhi placed her hand under Du Junlin's nose. After confirming she had fainted, she carried her to the bed.
"Poor child."
Looking at Du Junlin, who was still sobbing even in her unconscious state, Chu Yazhi's lewd expression turned into one of pity.
After covering her with a blanket, Chu Yazhi turned and left the room.
In Li Qianfan's private guest room, he was having a voice chat with Bai Ziyan.
Seeing Chu Yazhi enter, Li Qianfan said a few more words before hanging up his phone.
He asked, "How is she now?"
Chu Yazhi replied truthfully, "She was scared unconscious. Before she passed out, her spirit completely broke, and she wailed tearfully for her mother."
"She cried and called for her mother?" Li Qianfan's eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter.
He regretted not going to the door to eavesdrop on how the "wooden girl" cried for her mother.
It would have been best to secretly record it.
Then, he could send it to the Shen family and show them how their most proud little princess was actually a coward!
"I thought she looked quite pitiful," Chu Yazhi knelt at his feet, playing with his hair. "Master, isn't what you're doing a bit cruel?"
Scaring the proud Du Junlin to such an extent was indeed somewhat cruel.
However, Li Qianfan believed he had done nothing wrong.
Because Empress Dowager Xiao had made it very clear that the reason Du Junlin couldn't break through to become a top expert was her lack of emotions.
Pain, hatred, and disgust were also emotions.
But these emotions only suppressed her, like an invisible hand, tightly strangling Du Junlin!
If she couldn't even breathe freely, how could she break through?
Crying hysterically out of extreme fear was also a form of emotion.
However, this emotion was more beneficial to a person than the others.
When people cannot bear the pressure they are under, a good cry can actually be greatly beneficial to their physical and mental health.
"You don't understand," Li Qianfan said, raising his hand to stroke Chu Yazhi's hair. "Perhaps after crying, Du Junlin will be able to let go of a huge burden, thereby achieving a lighter mind and body, making her punches faster and more powerful."
Chu Yazhi obviously didn't understand Du Junlin's strongest martial arts.
But there were some martial arts she understood that Du Junlin definitely didn't.
Before meeting her, her master's research in this area had only been theoretical.
But now—
Just thinking of Dai Paipai, still asleep, one could tell that Chu Yazhi's master had essentially learned her true skills.
At two in the morning.
With messy hair and a flushed face, Madam Chu finally reluctantly entered the restroom.
She tidied herself up quickly and walked behind Li Qianfan.
As Li Qianfan was about to open the door, she hugged him.
She said nothing, but Li Qianfan knew what she wanted to say.
He patted her hand in return and said softly, "Don't see me off. I'll return safely. Wait for me."
"Master, I'll be waiting for you," Chu Yazhi slowly released him.
Li Qianfan left the room without looking back.
In the empty corridor, a draft blew through.
It was fresh, yet it carried a faint scent of blood.
Hiss.
Whoosh—
Wearing a black knight's uniform, Li Qianfan took a deep breath, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and quickly headed for the stairs.
Zhaixing and Zhaoyue were waiting there.
Seeing him, they both placed their right hands on their chests and knelt on one knee.
"You two, don't see me off either," Li Qianfan instructed them in a low voice. "You must protect Chu Yazhi and Kang Ning. There can be no mistakes. Otherwise, my mother will be in great danger."
"Young master, please rest assured," Zhaixing and Zhaoyue bowed their heads.
"I will return. Then, we will play Bao Huang together."
Li Qianfan smiled playfully, gently stroked Zhaixing and Zhaoyue's faces, and quickly descended the stairs.
He arrived at a guest room.
He opened the door and turned on the light.
He looked at Du Junlin, whose eyes were even more vacant, lying flat on the bed.
"What a pitiable child—" Li Qianfan thought with compassion as he walked slowly to the bedside and looked down at her.
His face full of evil, he said, "Du Junlin, I've arrived."
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See you tomorrow, good evening, everyone!