Translated by Manami
Edited by Gaby & Asaki
Shen Yu is so stunned he freezes in Zhen Beiwang’s arms.
Did Zhen Beiwang… Not summon him to the water dungeon to execute him?
Zhen Beiwang’s hands wander all over Shen Yu’s body. His touches still rough, passing through his neck to his waist, then tracing his inner thigh, and going all the way to his delicate foot.
“If you feel cold, you can lean on me.”
Zhen Beiwang felt like a heater as he said those words. A feeling of relief washes Shen Yu’s worries away so abruptly, his eyes water up, getting shrouded by tears.
Zhen Beiwang’s palm is warm as it holds Shen Yu’s foot. He squeezes and fondles with his pearl-like toes, even caressing it’s sole. As Shen Yu is sensitive, he feels ticklish at Zhen Beiwang’s touch, and his breathing grows heavy.
“My lord, the princess has arrived.”
Song Qing reports, clenching his fist. Zhen Beiwang nods in acknowledgment.
When the princess enters the water dungeon, the first thing she sees is Shen Yu snuggled up in Zhen Beiwang’s arms. His coquettish and delicate appearance makes the princess furious.
“How foxy, seducing men is the only thing you’re good at!”
The princess curtsies while cursing Shen Yu in her head, but when she speaks, she does so in a soft voice.
“I wonder what you called me here for, my lord?”
Shen Yu turns to look at Zhen Beiwang, but can not decipher his expression.
“Let us begin.”
Zhen Beiwang’s deep voice echoes around the water dungeon.
A few jailers standing guard pulled a chain which makes a cell rise from the water, causing a splash. There is a person in the cell with messy hair, her head droops from the bars.
The water prison is dim, and Shen Yu hadn’t dared to look before, but now he realized that there had been a prisoner submerged in the water all that time. Her skin was soaked until it became wrinkled, and only her head was left on the surface.
“Zhi… Zhi Lou!”
The princess covered her mouth immediately but her scream can still be heard. She recognizes the prisoner’s face. Who else could it be if not her closest maidservant, Zhi Lou?
“My lord…What do you mean by this?”
The princess’ heartbeat quickens, she can feel the imposing dread in the air.
“You will see.”
Zhen Beiwang’s eyes are cold as ice, sending shivers down the princess’ spine.
An executioner arrives, with a small dagger in one hand. He walks over to the cell and starts carving Zhi Lou’s scalp meticulously. A thin slice of skin appears on his hand.
Due to the pain, Zhi Lo wakes up from her syncope. She wails hoarsely.
“My lord! Your servant has sinned… Please forgive me…”
Zhi Lou catches a glimpse of the princess, and her eyes filled with hope.
“Your Highness! Your Highness, please save me! I have served you for so long, please think of all that I have done for you…”
The princess was already frightened herself, why should she care about a lowly maidservant?
“You… Good luck to you, there is nothing I can do in my power…”
The princess didn’t want to be involved.
The executioner makes another cut, and a cleanly-cut piece of skin is severed. This time Zhi Lou is conscious, so she screams until her throat gets sore.
“Your Highness… I have always been loyal to you. I only followed your commands, you can’t do this to me… Please save me…”
As if the princess was a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she starts yelling.
“You little wretch, trying to blame it on me when you’re the one who made a mistake!” The princess’ voice quivers, “My lord, kill this scoundrel right away. She tormented Shen Yu all by herself, I never gave her any orders!”
Zhen Beiwang watches listlessly as the two girls bite each other’s head off.
“What are you so worked up for? This is a Lingchi* execution, so there are still 3355 left.”
Zhen Beiwang’s tone is undisturbed, but what he said was disturbing. He had walked through mountains of corpses and crossed oceans of blood. He is bloodthirsty and brutal. This kind of extreme punishment is as ordinary as eating for him.
*It will be explained on the next chapter.
Translated by Manami
Edited by Gaby & Asaki
Shen Yu is so stunned he freezes in Zhen Beiwang’s arms.
Did Zhen Beiwang… Not summon him to the water dungeon to execute him?
Zhen Beiwang’s hands wander all over Shen Yu’s body. His touches still rough, passing through his neck to his waist, then tracing his inner thigh, and going all the way to his delicate foot.
“If you feel cold, you can lean on me.”
Zhen Beiwang felt like a heater as he said those words. A feeling of relief washes Shen Yu’s worries away so abruptly, his eyes water up, getting shrouded by tears.
Zhen Beiwang’s palm is warm as it holds Shen Yu’s foot. He squeezes and fondles with his pearl-like toes, even caressing it’s sole. As Shen Yu is sensitive, he feels ticklish at Zhen Beiwang’s touch, and his breathing grows heavy.
“My lord, the princess has arrived.”
Song Qing reports, clenching his fist. Zhen Beiwang nods in acknowledgment.
When the princess enters the water dungeon, the first thing she sees is Shen Yu snuggled up in Zhen Beiwang’s arms. His coquettish and delicate appearance makes the princess furious.
“How foxy, seducing men is the only thing you’re good at!”
The princess curtsies while cursing Shen Yu in her head, but when she speaks, she does so in a soft voice.
“I wonder what you called me here for, my lord?”
Shen Yu turns to look at Zhen Beiwang, but can not decipher his expression.
“Let us begin.”
Zhen Beiwang’s deep voice echoes around the water dungeon.
A few jailers standing guard pulled a chain which makes a cell rise from the water, causing a splash. There is a person in the cell with messy hair, her head droops from the bars.
The water prison is dim, and Shen Yu hadn’t dared to look before, but now he realized that there had been a prisoner submerged in the water all that time. Her skin was soaked until it became wrinkled, and only her head was left on the surface.
“Zhi… Zhi Lou!”
The princess covered her mouth immediately but her scream can still be heard. She recognizes the prisoner’s face. Who else could it be if not her closest maidservant, Zhi Lou?
“My lord…What do you mean by this?”
The princess’ heartbeat quickens, she can feel the imposing dread in the air.
“You will see.”
Zhen Beiwang’s eyes are cold as ice, sending shivers down the princess’ spine.
An executioner arrives, with a small dagger in one hand. He walks over to the cell and starts carving Zhi Lou’s scalp meticulously. A thin slice of skin appears on his hand.
Due to the pain, Zhi Lo wakes up from her syncope. She wails hoarsely.
“My lord! Your servant has sinned… Please forgive me…”
Zhi Lou catches a glimpse of the princess, and her eyes filled with hope.
“Your Highness! Your Highness, please save me! I have served you for so long, please think of all that I have done for you…”
The princess was already frightened herself, why should she care about a lowly maidservant?
“You… Good luck to you, there is nothing I can do in my power…”
The princess didn’t want to be involved.
The executioner makes another cut, and a cleanly-cut piece of skin is severed. This time Zhi Lou is conscious, so she screams until her throat gets sore.
“Your Highness… I have always been loyal to you. I only followed your commands, you can’t do this to me… Please save me…”
As if the princess was a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she starts yelling.
“You little wretch, trying to blame it on me when you’re the one who made a mistake!” The princess’ voice quivers, “My lord, kill this scoundrel right away. She tormented Shen Yu all by herself, I never gave her any orders!”
Zhen Beiwang watches listlessly as the two girls bite each other’s head off.
“What are you so worked up for? This is a Lingchi* execution, so there are still 3355 left.”
Zhen Beiwang’s tone is undisturbed, but what he said was disturbing. He had walked through mountains of corpses and crossed oceans of blood. He is bloodthirsty and brutal. This kind of extreme punishment is as ordinary as eating for him.
*It will be explained on the next chapter.
