Huan Changming made no attempt to conceal his sordid deeds in public, causing Lu Pianpian's face to turn deathly pale. He dared not look at his junior brother, nor at anyone else present. He could only keep brandishing his sword, attempting to kill the person who had awakened his painful memories.
"Shut up! Shut up!"
He lost his mind, and his swordplay became chaotic and disorderly. Huan Changming immediately saw through his weakness, knocked the sword out of his hand with the back of his blade, and then restrained his body, forcefully pulling him into his arms.
Huan Changming made Lu Pianpian's body face Huan Juntian, and forcefully pulled open Lu Pianpian's collar, allowing the red marks on Lu Pianpian's collarbone to fall into Huan Juntian's view without missing a single detail. "Huan Juntian, you better see this clearly!"
Huan Juntian could barely hold onto the knife in his hand. He naturally knew what had caused the thing on his senior brother's body.
He was heartbroken; his senior brother had sacrificed himself for Huan Changming for their sake...
Lu Pianpian froze in Huan Changming's arms, too exhausted to even struggle. His most embarrassing and pathetic side was thus laid bare before his junior brother by Huan Changming.
“Senior brother, you don’t need to feel embarrassed…” Huan Juntian tried his best to soften his tone, “I know you didn’t do it willingly, so don’t belittle yourself in your heart.”
After saying this, he took a deep breath, raised his knife, and slashed at Huan Changming, trying to save Lu Pianpian.
Huan Changming said, "Overestimating yourself!"
The demonic dragon swooped down from the sky, easily opened its claws, grabbed Huan Juntian's body, and flew him high up. As soon as it let go, Huan Juntian would fall from the sky and be smashed to pieces.
"don't want!"
Lu Pianpian grabbed Huan Changming's sleeve, "Don't kill him! Don't kill my junior brother! I did it all, he has nothing to do with it..."
"I've warned you many times what the consequences of running away will be," Huan Changming said through gritted teeth in his ear. "Today, I'll use Huan Juntian's life to show you with your own eyes whether my warnings will still make you take them to heart..."
Lu Pianpian knew that begging for mercy was useless, and he was determined to fight Huan Changming to the death. But at that moment, that tormenting desire suddenly surged up from his body again.
Lu Pianpian slumped uncontrollably into Huan Changming's arms, her vision blurring.
Huan Changming smelled the exotic fragrance on Lu Pianpian and knew that his heat had not yet passed. He picked her up and carried her back to the palace.
Although he was furious at Lu Pianpian's escape, he couldn't let her act out in public!
Jingyi concealed his resentment and jealousy and cleaned up the mess.
"Demon Dragon, take Huan Juntian back to the dungeon and keep him under guard. Don't let him escape!"
The demonic dragon roared and grabbed Huan Juntian, slithering back into the cave.
Jingyi clenched his fists, telling himself not to rush.
His Majesty will be his sooner or later, and tomorrow he will make sure that Lu Pianpian and His Majesty completely break off their relationship.
"Don't kill my junior brother, don't kill him..."
Even though she was delirious, Lu Pianpian still clutched Huan Changming's sleeve and muttered incantations.
Even though his beloved junior brother had been transformed into a demon beast by his desires, he still thought about his good junior brother!
Jealousy and lust surged from Huan Changming's body in an instant. Passing through the Imperial Garden, he dismissed everyone around him, saying, "Without my orders, no one is allowed to approach this place."
He then threw Lu Pianpian into the flower bushes, and his body covered hers, enveloping her. "Lu Pianpian, you better see clearly, I'm fucking you!"
Qu Surou was trapped in Jingyi's mansion for many days. She knew that Jingyi would not let her go, so she spent this time getting closer to the maid who brought her meals.
Perhaps because she was also a woman, this maid felt sorry for Qu Surou, a young girl who was tied up in her bedroom like an animal all day long.
She sighed and said, "Miss Qu, I'll quietly untie you, but you must promise me you won't run away, otherwise, if the adults blame me, I'll be dead too..."
Qu Surou avoided her gaze and nodded solemnly, "Okay, don't worry, I will never run away."
"Okay, I believe you. I'll untie you right now."
The maid helped Qu Surou up from the bed and quickly untied the ropes binding her.
As soon as she gained her freedom, the stagnant spiritual energy within her body quickly surged out from her dantian.
Qu Surou looked at the other person apologetically, "I'm sorry."
After saying that, she chopped the maid in the back of the neck with a chop, and the maid fainted. Qu Surou laid her down on the bed and left quickly.
Her fellow students were still waiting for her, so she had to leave.
The candlelight in the hall was dim, and Lu Pianpian's face was illuminated as if she were a ghost whose soul had been sucked away.
He sat on the bed, his eyes fixed on Huan Changming, who was sleeping peacefully beside him, his heart filled with murderous intent.
"I'm sorry, Pianpian..." Xiaoshu's choked voice suddenly rang out, "I was such an idiot, I even said something stupid like Huan Changming likes you, I'm so sorry..."
Huan Changming went to Huamian Island to use the wings of the Lingxi Butterfly to cure the poison in his body.
When the only remaining Spirit Rhinoceros Butterfly on Flower Sleep Island died, Huan Changming set his sights on Lu Pianpian.
Huan Changming had known Lu Pianpian's identity as the Spirit Rhinoceros Butterfly for a long time. He forcibly kept Lu Pianpian by his side only so that he could use her to detoxify him when he had an attack.
He humiliated Lu Pianpian while simultaneously alleviating his own toxicity.
When he gets tired of playing with her, he will cut off Pianpian's wings, turning her into a cripple.
When Jing Yi let it slip, Lu Pianpian already understood everything.
Such insidious and despicable methods, yet Lu Pianpian was not at all surprised that Huan Changming had done them.
Why?
Because Huan Changming is that kind of person.
Driven by self-interest, they are utterly ruthless and wicked to the core.
"Pianpian..." Xiaoshu said cautiously, "Let me take you home..."
go home?
With her father dead and her junior brothers and sisters gone, where does Lu Pianpian have a home?
He hated Huan Changming to the core, but if he killed Huan Changming, his father would not come back to life, and his junior brother's cultivation would never return.
And he can never go back to the way things were before.
"Xiao Shu, I don't want to live anymore." The murderous intent in Lu Pianpian's eyes was gradually covered by emptiness. "For the first time, I feel that living is so painful."
Once he's dead, he won't have to worry about anything anymore, and everything will return to normal.
He didn't want to live anymore.
Xiao Shu remained silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "Pianpian, I will give you the last of my spiritual power. You can use that power to kill..."
That name seemed to be a forbidden place; every time Xiao Shu tried to mention it, her voice was silenced.
Xiao Shu changed her approach and said, "I'll leave this spiritual power to you. You can do whatever you want with it."
Lu Pianpian's scattered thoughts returned somewhat. "What would happen to you without spiritual power?"
"Pianpian, don't worry about me, and don't blame yourself," Xiaoshu said with a smile. "We'll meet again..."
The sound of the little book gradually faded away in Lu Pianpian's mind. Lu Pianpian watched helplessly as the little book lying on the ground was ignited by an unnamed fire.
Lu Pianpian scrambled to the ground, trying to extinguish the fire, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't put it out. The fire only slowly disappeared after the small book was burned to ashes.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely weak spiritual energy entered Lu Pianpian's body.
This was achieved at the cost of Xiaoshu's life.
Lu Pianpian held a lump of charred ashes in her hands, staring blankly into the void, tears streaming down her face. "Little..."
He sobbed for a long time, unable to utter a complete name.
Huan Changming had already woken up when Lu Pianpian got out of bed. He looked at her from the bedside for a moment and found that Lu Pianpian was holding a book and crying sadly.
From the Imperial Garden to the inner palace, Huan Changming had made love to Lu Pianpian countless times, and the resentment and jealousy in his heart had long been erased.
He was in a good mood as he leaned against the bed, propping his head up with his hand, and said to Lu Pianpian, "It's just a tattered book, so be it. I'll give you a better one later."
He is already the supreme ruler, with mountains and rivers under his feet. Tomorrow is his coronation ceremony, when all people will kneel before him. As long as Lu Pianpian stays safely by his side, he can give her whatever she wants.
After holding the ashes of the small book in silence for a moment, Lu Pianpian picked up her outer garment that had been scattered on the ground and carefully wrapped the ashes of the small book inside.
Then, he stood up and slowly walked towards Huan Changming.
Huan Changming was very satisfied with his reaction. He propped himself up and was about to move back to make room for him when a gust of wind suddenly flashed before his eyes. Lu Pianpian quickly took out the porcelain shard she had hidden in her hand and slashed it at his throat.
His posture was loose, and he couldn't dodge in time. The porcelain shard was about to cut his throat, but before it could touch his flesh, it was suddenly blocked by a force, knocking Lu Pianpian away.
Lu Pianpian was so shocked that she took several steps back. It turned out that not only could she not kill him with her natal sword, but even with this unrelated porcelain shard, she could not touch Huan Changming in the slightest.
His actions were a joke; he couldn't possibly kill Huan Changming.
Huan Changming reacted quickly, pulling Lu Pianpian's body over and pinning her down on the bed. "Lu Pianpian, you actually wanted to kill me!"
Time and again, for Huan Juntian's sake, Lu Pianpian has tried to kill him several times!
Unable to kill Huan Changming, the sliver of spiritual power that Xiaoshu had given him with her life became useless.
Lu Pianpian hated his own stupidity. The humiliation and oppression he had suffered over the past few days had finally broken him. His heart collapsed, and his expression was a mixture of crying and laughing, with tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
Huan Changming, however, was unaware of Lu Pianpian's emotional change. He assumed that Lu Pianpian still wanted to do what she always did: after failing to kill him, she cried and begged for mercy.
He was determined to teach Lu Pianpian a lesson this time.
"Tomorrow, at my coronation ceremony, will be Huan Juntian's death day." Huan Changming threatened in Lu Pianpian's ear, their intimate embrace resembling that of a pair of lovers.
But what he said was a cruel and scathing remark: "Lu Pianpian, tomorrow I'll let you see for yourself how Huan Juntian dies right before your eyes..."
Lu Pianpian laughed through her tears. In a hoarse voice, she suddenly asked Huan Changming, "Do you know what the most regrettable thing I've ever done in my life is?"
He paused, a grotesque smile spreading across his lips. "Huan Changming, I shouldn't have saved you that day in the river cave..."
"I should have slit your throat with my sword before killing that evil cultivator..."
His kindness and help were met with such cruel treatment, harming not only himself but also his loved ones.
Huan Changming, he is a complete ingrate.
Lu Pianpian once wished she could give him her whole heart, wanting to warm and comfort him, but he took the first step and cruelly ripped Lu Pianpian's heart out completely.
It was even more thorough than digging out the white tiger demon that had been disemboweled.
But colder than the snow that night was Huan Changming's heart, which he could not warm.
Huan Changming, upon hearing Lu Pianpian's words, rarely uttered any sarcastic remarks; instead, he fell silent.
Lu Pianpian had said many things to him in the past that made him furious, but only these few words just now, though they were just casually mentioned, stirred up an indescribable emotion in his heart.
It was as if a sharp knife had pierced his heart, drawing no blood, yet causing him excruciating pain.
It hurt him more than any injury or hardship he had ever suffered before.