Chapter 95: The Instruments of Torture House

Chapter 95

Yuan Qingling was brought into the back door of Marquis of Huiding's mansion dressed as a man with her hair down. The people of Marquis of Huiding's mansion didn't find this strange at all, in fact they acted as if it was normal.

Everyone knew about the lord's tastes, didn't they?

"This lord is going to take care of some business. All of you keep a close eye on her!" Marquis of Huiding dragged her into a room and ordered the maids around him.

"Yes!" The two maids bowed in response.

Yuan Qingling saw that these two women were tall and had coarse hands, they were clearly martial artists as well.

She wanted to escape from these two, using force was absolutely impossible.

But...Yuan Qingling tidied up the medicine box in her sleeve, a frosty glint flashed in her eyes.

"Sister, I need to use the restroom, please tell me where it is?" Yuan Qingling asked.

Seeing her completely unafraid, dressed as a man but with the looks of a beauty, and judging by her flirtatious charm, these two maids figured she must be a singing girl or prostitute from the brothels, who came willingly. But the lord had ordered them to watch her closely, so they said, "Go behind the screen, there is a chamber pot in there."

"Is there no outhouse?" Yuan Qingling frowned.

"It's too far, the lord ordered to not let you leave this room, in case the vicious dogs in the mansion get startled and disturb the young lady."

Vicious dogs? Yuan Qingling remembered hearing loud barking when she first came in, there must be a pack of vicious dogs guarding the premises.

Oh well, she should still be able to take out the medicine box behind the screen, it's not like they would follow her in to watch her relieve herself, right?

Yuan Qingling went behind the screen and squatted over the chamber pot, listening carefully to the sounds outside. The two maids remained standing without moving, but they didn't come in either.

She quietly and carefully took out the medicine box. She had borrowed a dagger from Xu Yi and put it in the medicine box earlier, but when she tried to shrink the medicine box with the dagger inside, it didn't work, so the dagger didn't get put away in the end.

It looked like the anesthetic was the only weapon she could use now.

But Yuan Qingling helplessly discovered there was only one vial of anesthetic left, enough to sedate only one person. If it was for the Marquis of Huiding, she felt like the anesthetic wouldn't even last three minutes on him.

She looked around, she clearly remembered there were several bottles of etomidate before, how did they disappear? Medicine box, you have failed me this time.

Thinking of Yuan Qingling, he sneered coldly. Of course he didn't believe what Yuan Qingling said, she must be here to set a trap at the behest of that spineless turtle Yuwen Hao. So he was certain that Yuwen Hao would come today, since Yuwen hated him to the bone. The first person he would target after taking office was naturally him.

Too impatient.

Yuan Qingling eventually gave up the idea of sedating the maid. Because she heard low voices speaking outside, there must be guards stationed outside as well. She only had one vial of anesthetic, she couldn't waste it.

The medicine box really failed her this time, it made her feel quite dejected. She had thought the medicine box would change its contents according to her will or the circumstances, but apparently that wasn't the case. Right now she desperately hoped there was a gun in the medicine box.

She sat down and organized her thoughts, slowly calming down.

There was only one chance, she couldn't make any mistakes, or she would not only lose her life, but suffer humiliation before death.

"Young lady, the lord invites you!" The maid went out and said a couple words before coming back in to tell Yuan Qingling.

"Invite me?" Yuan Qingling looked at her. "Where to?"

The maid smiled. "The lord awaits you in the room, food and wine has been prepared."

Knowing she had to follow, Yuan Qingling said, "Alright, lead the way."

After leaving the room and making about three turns on the corridor, they arrived at the door of a wing room. Yuan Qingling carefully memorized the route, this place was more secluded than the previous room. The dog barking sounded very loud, as if coming from the courtyard next door.

The door opened and the maid suddenly smiled coldly. "Go in, young lady!"

She pushed Yuan Qingling's back with one hand. Yuan Qingling stumbled forward but barely kept her balance. Then she heard the door slam shut.

The room was dimly lit. Thick blue curtains covered the windows and the door was pasted over with yellow paper that blocked the light. Yuan Qingling suppressed the fear in her heart and looked towards the candlelight flickering from the far left corner.

The candlelight grew brighter, illuminating the room. The one holding the candle and approaching was none other than the Marquis of Huiding himself. He had a ghostly, sinister look and was full of evil aura. He wasn't wearing a top, revealing his muscular upper body covered in scars both big and small.

What frightened Yuan Qingling wasn't the man himself, but the many torture devices and tools for tormenting women hanging on the walls of the room.

Many were spattered with blood stains and gave off a rotten, rancid smell of decay.

Yuan Qingling reflexively covered her nose. Rage surpassed fear in her heart. Just how many women had lost their lives in this room?