Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (11)
“I have never seen a traitor with such poor methods before. Do you think that physical torture is the most frightening means in the world?”
Mu Yanjun was stabbed by her sharp words. The knife in his hand was unstable, he drew a trace of blood on her white snowy cheek.
When he saw the bleeding, his heart trembled and his movements unintentionally slowed down.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at -40.】
Unconsciously, he even started to follow along with her pace and even thoughts of killing her began to rise less often.
He smiled coldly, and his beautiful continence held a trace of wickedness.
“Oh, then I will have to respectfully listen to the reprimand of the Empress Dowager. If physical torture is not enough to make you frown. What kind of pain can move you?”
In the snow, the ice water was poured on her and she didn’t even furrow her brows.
In this prison full of man-eating rats, listening to his horrifying explanation of the torture, there was no expression fear.
To be composed to this point, it was only she alone he had seen accomplish it.
Bai Weiwei looked up at him. Her eyes were clear as water, but more apathetic than ice.
“Do you suppose that peeling skin, bruising flesh and breaking bones are the greatest agony? But those are just lowly tricks. True torture is to steal one’s heart.”1+2
Mu Yanjun seemed to hear something ridiculous, he sneered: “Steal one’s heart?”
Bai Weiwei suddenly smiled making her appear more innocent and vivid “Yes, once one’s heart is stolen, and then that heart is mercilessly broken and crushed. That is the biggest torture in the world. Can’t recover, can’t die, can only bear the heartache day and night with no way to escape3.”
It was Mu Yanjun’s first time to hear of such a torture.
But after careful consideration, he thought it sounded true.
When a person’s heart was broken it was terribly painful.
Bai Weiwei said this then closed her tired eyes, “So you can’t make me suffer because I won’t be tempted by you.”
Mu Yanjun’s anger returned. The thing he couldn’t stand most was her unconcerned attitude. He reached out and pressed her against the cold wall. He held her face in his hands and with mad intentions maliciously attached his lips to the bloody mark on her cheek.
Bai Weiwei shuddered, the tranquility in her eyes broken. She panicked and began to struggle desperately to reject him.
“Traitor, what are you doing, go away!”
Such a small cruelty. Almost tortured her to death with ice water, and she did not frown.
But as the result of such light kiss, she was so frightened of this?
Mu Yanjun caught her weakness.
Her weak resistances didn’t enter his eyes at all. His kiss began to change into something dreadful. He licked the wound on her face like an alluring beast, and his eyes were packed full of aggressive desires.
Bai Weiwei was even more anxious. Her eyes were condensed with water vapor. “Don’t touch me, I don’t want you to touch me.”
Mu Yanjun stopped and she breathed a sigh of relief.
He saw her expression relax, and the vicious smile on his lips became more obvious. “So you’re afraid of this.”
Bai Weiwei’s face was pale “You’re a despicable madman. If you want to kill me, just kill me quickly. You can’t use this method to humiliate me.”
This statement told him that she was not afraid of torture, but having her innocence insulted.
Mu Yanjun laughed softly. Then he turned her over and pushed her to the ground, bowed his head and covered her soft lips, sucking on them violently.
“What you are afraid of is what I want to do.”
At last Bai Weiwei cried, “Let me go, you let me go.”
Mu Yanjun was stunned by her unsettled feelings and finally started to feel relaxed. He knew how to torture her.
【Ding, male lead’s favorability is at -30.】
1: Somewhere Ye Yuxuan is giving this sentence 1,000 likes.↩
2: “Steal one’s heart” was originally “move one’s heart” but I thought it sounded better this way.↩
3: “Noooo, don’t court me. I could never withstand such a thing” Bai Weiwei, master of reverse psychology. Year 1 Little fatty Emperor Dynasty.↩