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The heavy and heavy golden door was pushed open from the inside. Seeing that the princess had come out, Nanny Ma hurriedly let Yun Xiu and the rest come forward as she smiled and said respectfully to her, "Princess, it's getting late, this servant will get the servants to send you back."

The deep night was serene and serene, a cool breeze blew, causing the few large red lanterns in front of the door to sway slightly in the wind. The trees in the mansion were lush and verdant, and were somewhat overshadowed by the darkness.

Leng Yuxin didn't even look at Nanny Ma, and only spoke with a somewhat outwardly perfunctory tone: "This princess appreciates Aunt's good intentions, but I won't trouble Aunt to trouble you any further."

After that, she walked down the stairs. When she passed by the woman in the courtyard, Leng Yuxin's footsteps paused, and she looked at Luo Shang. Her calm face was the same as before, but her eyes contained deep grief and desolation. She didn't say anything as she led her personal servant out of the main hall.

After Leng Yuxin left, a servant walked out of the hall and whispered something into Nanny Ma's ears. Nanny Ma nodded her head and replied immediately, then left with her servants.

But before leaving, he did not forget to cast a contemptuous glance at Luo Shang.

"Princess, the Prince wants you to enter."

Luo Shang, who had been keeping his head down all this time, slowly raised his head when she heard these words. Her eyes were filled with endless bewilderment and sorrow as she looked at the thick golden door.

Pushing the door open, he found a gust of cold air that was even colder than the cold wind at night. In the quiet hall, there was not a single person.

Bright and bright rays of light shone upon the holy light of the great hall. Dazzling golden diamonds were engraved on the signboard, revealing the extravagance of the Prince Jin Palace's Monarch's House.

Little Qiao's small steps paused at the side of the entrance and paused for a moment, before gracefully walking towards the high platform at the far end of the hall.

She walked closer step by step, and just as she raised her beautiful eyes, she saw him, the man on top of the high platform — That handsome and enchanter-like face. His eyeliner was long and narrow, and his eyebrows and eyes were perked up. His pair of soul-stirring eyes were filled with a bit of fox-like charm. His skin was as fat as grease, and his thin lips were slightly raised.

The man sat on the seat and his body leaned back. His brocade robe revealed his delicate chest, which was very seductive. He had his eyes closed and his hands on the two sides of the chair. Even though the distance was not too close, the handsome outline of a man was enough to unwittingly make people fall in love with him.

Luo Shang stared at his rare comfort. Actually, if he didn't open his mouth and open her pair of beautiful, cold eyes, she wouldn't feel disgusted at all if things went on in such a peaceful manner.

On the contrary, she still wished to see his silence.

"Since you are so interested in This King's appearance, come over and take a look."

A burst of cold words suddenly sounded out in Luo Shang's ears, she immediately turned her gaze, not knowing how many pairs of eyes this man had, even though she was clearly looking at her.

"I said come here!"

Leng Shaoyu opened his eyes and slowly stretched his eyelashes. His back left the chair and his body leaned forward as he looked at the woman in the great hall with slightly relaxed and sleepy eyes.

A woman's soft hair flowed down her back to her waist. The clothes she wore accentuated her perfect and seductive figure. Her slender waist was like a seductive snake, captivating one's soul.

Leng Shaoyu looked at her, and his throat suddenly became a little more dry.

Seeing that she didn't have any intention to move, he intentionally curled his lips and said, "What? You don't want to save them?"

Hearing him say so, the woman on the ground raised her eyes with suspicion, but she still forced herself to obediently walk towards him.

The man at the top of the throne watched her walk up the steps until she stood beside him.

He looked at her, his expression as calm as water. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he picked up a piece of paper from the table, threw it towards her face, and slowly landed on the ground.

Luo Shang creased her delicate eyebrows, moving her gaze away from the man. She bent down and picked up the roll of paper.

Before she could browse through it, two bright red words were clearly imprinted in front of her eyes.

Her heart couldn't help but beat faster. Were these two words too obvious?

Withdrawal …

Could it be that he wanted to divorce her?

Luo Shang wondered if this meant that she could finally free herself from her worries. However, this was a good thing in the beginning, but why did her heart feel a little uneasy when he saw the two dazzling words before her eyes.

Leng Shaoyu kept staring at her, so he had naturally caught the joy on her face when she saw the word "divorce", that kind of expression as though he had never seen her relax before. Seeing her exhale with relief, the man's forehead darkened. As expected, this woman really wanted to shake him off with all his might. He was really stupid.

He coldly snorted and curled his sexy and enchanting lips as he softly said, "Don't be happy too early, finish reading it."

Hearing his words, Luo Shang realized that there were a few lines of dense small words at the bottom of the letter. She was reading them carefully, but her face did not look like it was before, and she started to sink down, until she had finished reading all of the words on the paper.

Luo Shang opened her eyes wide, holding onto the scroll in her hand, she looked at him, and asked: "What do you mean by that? "Since you've already let me go, why aren't you letting me leave the Jin Residence?"

Leave? What she said was really easy.

Leng Shaoyu laughed coldly. You wish it, but just because This King abandoned you, it does not mean that I will let you go, including your family. "

"Then what do you mean?" Luo Shang looked at him.

"Be this king's slave until you die!" His words were cruel and cold, without the slightest bit of consideration. It was merciless to the point of transforming her from a wangfei into a lowly female slave.

A female slave was not a slave!

To put it bluntly, he had changed the method of torturing her.

Even though she had no status in the palace, not even as good as a servant, this demon still wanted her to be his slave, waiting for his love day and night like the women in the streets. As long as he wanted, she had to obey him unconditionally.

She would never let him have such an insult.

"In your dreams!" Luo Shang angrily threw the letter in her hand onto the devilish face, then turned and prepared to leave.

Behind him, he could hear his calm voice, "Their lives are all in your hands. Whether they live or die, it all depends on you."

It was another threat. He truly knew her weakness.

Luo Shang walked down the stairs without looking back, and towards the tightly shut main door of the hall. Every step she took, she took without hesitation, as she did not want to become a despicable woman.

Just as her outstretched hand was about to push open the door, her heart stopped. She bit her lip and her hand froze in midair.

She was very clear that the moment they left this place, this man would definitely not give her any more chances. Then, all of the people in the Luo Family would have to pay a painful price with her decision.

As she thought about it, she suddenly felt that her body was stiff, her legs were heavy, and her arms were heavy. In the end, she was unable to open the door.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the man on the platform. He did not look at her, and even his intellect and indifference were strangely calm.

Presumably, Leng Shaoyu had already promised her that he would not dare to leave this place, which was why he was acting so ordinary right now.

"Leng Shaoyu, how many more times do you want to act the same? Other than threatening you, do you know anything else?" Luo Shang raised her head and looked at the man on the stage with a teasing look in his eyes.

Hearing her words, the man stood up from his high chair and looked down at the woman below. His deep amber eyes were like a spark that could not be seen in the dark night.

Leng Shaoyu casually swung his long sleeves, placed his hands behind his back, and walked towards her. As he walked, he spoke with a playful tone: "But didn't you compromise every time?"

A frivolous sneer hung at the corner of his mouth as he approached her. He firmly gripped her throat with his large palm. His sexy lips were close to the woman's ear as he purposely teased her to light up a man's burning desire.

"This King's female slave — —"

Hearing him call her a female slave, Luo Shang felt a wave of disgust. She wanted to push him away, but she had tied her up even tighter.

Leng Shaoyu chuckled, his enchanting eyes looked straight at her, as though he could melt the woman in front of his at any time and swallow her whole.

He started to move his hands restlessly around her body. He knew the sensitivity of her ear, so he intentionally breathed out the scent of a man into her ear.

Luo Shang struggled as she placed both of her hands on his chest, disgusted by his approach.

However, at this moment, she felt her body leap into the air. Following that, the man lifted her up horizontally and directly went to the side hall.

Leng Shaoyu hugged her who was struggling, and kicked open the door, then went straight to the golden silk bed, and threw her in without a trace of pity, as though he was abandoned for playthings, as if he did not care in the slightest.

Luckily the bed was soft, otherwise, with Leng Shaoyu's strength, she would have fallen to the ground and felt pain all over.

Luo Shang was thrown onto the bed, her body deeply sunken into the soft golden silk couch.

Luo Shang could feel that the man was currently irrational. The flame of desire in his eyes burned, burning her.

The more she struggled, the tighter he bound her, and the harder his heart became to conquer her.

As always when he forced her, he didn't kiss her, but went straight to ripping her clothes off.

Leng Shaoyu would never even kiss her, he only vents his anger inside her body before leaving.

Seeing him ripping off the clothes in front of her chest, Luo Shang shook her head and begged him.

Although it was always like this, she really disliked his rudeness. He humiliated her without any dignity, treating her like a virgin just to satisfy the needs of men. She really resented how he treated her.

"We are no longer husband and wife, you have no right to treat me like this …" Luo Shang shouted at him, her voice was weak to the point of being hysterical.

The man's hand was stuck on her chest and he didn't continue to move. He let out a cold laugh and curled his lips into a charming smile. His large palm caressed her beautiful face as he coldly said: "Isn't what a female slave should do to please her master? What, you still need this king to teach you? "

He coldly snorted, his eyes full of contempt.

"Hiss —"

Following a loud and clear ripping sound, the cool area on Luo Shang's chest as well as the exposed skin was right in front of the man's eyes.

Soon after, the pain began to spread throughout her body.

When she woke up again, the only thing left in the room was the smell of a man and a woman intertwined together. At some point he had left, probably when she could not bear his torment and had fallen asleep.

Luo Shang's moist lips were tightly pressed together, her red lips were already so white that it was almost transparent, she laughed bitterly, her pair of empty eyes blankly staring at the curtain of gold.