Chapter 141 That man is really too scary 1

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Xiao Wenyao, after returning from the barbarian tribe’s camp where she had been held captive, stayed in her room at the Prince’s Mansion, lying listlessly on the bed without moving.

Her world now seemed entirely devoid of color, everything before her eyes was monochrome, and her mind was blank.

She could never have imagined that her father, for the sake of his ambition, would go so far as to poison even his own wife.

Her mother had grown up with him since childhood; if it were any ordinary woman, it would be one thing, but they grew up together and became husband and wife by mutual consent.

Logically, their affection should have been deep-seated, and she had believed so in the past.

However, all this was merely her wishful thinking.

At that moment, a faint voice reached Xiao Wenyao’s ears, growing louder, and she started to recover from her disoriented state.

Upon hearing the voice that drifted in through the window, Xiao Wenyao was stunned.

What was that sound?

Before long, Xiao Wenyao realized that she had heard such a sound more than once inside a certain tent.

Each time her father took a Great Sum woman to a certain tent, similar noises would emanate from inside; although she was still a virgin, she understood what caused such sounds.

Xiao Wenyao perked up her ears and listened intently.

She quickly identified that it was Yelv Nanyan making the noises, and the sounds were coming from the room next door.

Xiao Wenyao was immediately stunned; if the sounds were made by Yelv Nanyan, did it mean that Lu Chen was torturing Yelv Nanyan in the next room?

The thought made Xiao Wenyao’s face pale.

She hadn’t experienced such things and was not familiar with them; she only knew that when women were tortured by men, they would produce such sounds.

After all, it wasn’t the first or second time she had heard such sounds; this was her conclusion based on her observations.

But clearly, her understanding was insufficient; Xiao Wenyao still thought that Yelv Nanyan made such sounds out of pain.

In Xiao Wenyao’s view, if a person was not injured, not in pain, why would they cry out? It was only likely that someone hurt, feeling pain, would make such miserable screams.

Thinking of the possibility that she too might be tortured by the North Prince like Yelv Nanyan, Xiao Wenyao’s delicate body shuddered involuntarily.

However, at that moment, Xiao Wenyao glanced at the lavishly decorated room, realizing that after entering the North Prince Mansion, perhaps she would no longer have to live as she did before, nor worry about being caught by the filthy old North Pre King.

Though she might be tortured by the North Prince, it was still preferable to serving the North Fre King as a female slave in the North Pre tribe.

Furthermore, Xiao Wenyao recalled seeing Wang Qingci, the North Prince’s female slave, boldly sitting atop the courtyard wall and speaking with the North Prince; this showed that in the North Prince Mansion, even female slaves had certain freedoms, unlike the slaves in their barbarian tribe who had to keep their heads bowed even while speaking and walking.

With this thought, Xiao Wenyao felt a bit better; if she was to be tortured by the North Prince, so be it, since women were always subject to torment by men, just as her mother had been in her father’s tent.

At this moment, Xiao Wenyao had already come to terms with her potential fate.

She continued to lie on her bed, staring blankly at the room’s ceiling beams.

After an indefinite period, noises still emanated from the room next door, becoming more impassioned.

Xiao Wenyao started to wonder why she felt that these sounds were not ones of pain?

If she had wounds, she might cry out in pain, but would never make such melodious cries; these sounds rather seemed like those of pleasure and happiness.

Xiao Wenyao sat up from the bed, wanting to check the neighboring room to see what was actually happening, to see how the North Prince was torturing Yelv Nanyan.

Xiao Wenyao held some resentment towards Yelv Nanyan in her heart; in her mind, had it not been for Yelv Nanyan, her father might not have killed her mother to marry her and would not have attacked North City.

Hearing Yelv Nanyan’s cries, Xiao Wenyao felt a strange sense of relief; she thought Yelv Nanyan deserved it, deserved the North Prince’s torture. She wanted to see for herself what had become of Yelv Nanyan under the North Prince’s hand, to appease the hatred in her heart.

With this in mind, Xiao Wenyao quietly left her room and then went to the outside of the room next door.

At that moment, Xiao Wenyao was shocked to find that the window of the neighboring room was wide open, not closed at all.

Seeing this as an opportunity, Xiao Wenyao immediately crouched down and approached the window, stealthily peeking into the room.

Upon seeing the scene inside the room, Xiao Wenyao was tremendously impacted.

For a time, Xiao Wenyao’s mind went blank; it was only after an unknown duration that she came back to her senses, fearing being discovered, she hurried back to her own room.

Xiao Wenyao, back in her room, hadn’t calmed down yet, her heart pounding wildly.

So that was the way the North Prince tortured Yelv Nanyan?

How terrifying!

The thought of facing such things herself made Xiao Wenyao feel weak all over.

As time ticked by.

The sun in the sky gradually set, and stars appeared along with a faint moon.

Meanwhile, Chu Qingli was patrolling the inner courtyard; she had grown familiar with the patrol duties. After each patrol, she quickly located her sister, preventing her sister and Lu Chen from being alone together.