Husband-stealing story - Chapter 107
She didn't even bother to wipe it off.
Without the Xuanbei Blade, and severely injured with depleted internal energy, she had no strength left to fight back. She could only lie on the ground, panting like a spineless mangy dog.
"Tang Yu, you said Tang Shijiu was incomparably beautiful. Tell me, how about I turn her into someone like you?" A cruel smile filled his eyes, showing no mercy.
Tang Yu knelt on the ground, desperately kowtowing, her head hitting the marble floor repeatedly, leaving blood splattered everywhere. Her face, already contorted, became even more terrifying.
"So dirty, so disgusting." Tian Shu frowned. "Tang Yu, you're becoming less and less like me. What have you learned all these years? These weak emotions will only make you worthless." He slowly raised his hand, and with a noble and elegant gesture, picked up a piece of wood and flicked it accurately at Tang Shijiu's fair and tender cheek.
"If you don't even care about your own reputation, why should you care about other people's reputation?"
A sharp pain shot through his face, and Tian Shu's voice sounded distant and unapproachable, yet so real.
"Tang Shijiu, I will crush everything you own, one by one."
Chapter Sixty-Seven: Collapse (Part Two)
Tian Shu and Tang Yu left one after the other, leaving Tang Shijiu lying alone on the ground, too tired to move. The roof beams were exquisite, like the delicate wood carvings found in Tang Qingliu's residence. Was she in the Tang Clan? Or in Shu?
The wound on her face burned with pain, tears falling onto it, the pain piercing to her very core. She had always cherished her appearance, like most women in the world. Tang Shijiu wanted to cry out loud as she used to, but an overwhelming weariness washed over her; she didn't care about anything, she wanted nothing. If there was nothing to begin with, then there was no value in destruction.
Someone slipped inside, and a pair of blue silk boots with piping came into view. It was said that these shoes were called "cloud-piercing shoes," capable of making one as light as a swallow. She raised her eyes and met a pair of captivatingly beautiful eyes, momentarily at a loss for words.
When Tianxiu and Tianshu were alone, she acted as she pleased, not caring about anyone. When she learned they were actually one, Tianshu wouldn't embarrass Tang Shijiu, but when it was Tianxiu… she didn't know how to accept it, nor how to face it.
"How cruel, no wonder it's my brother's handiwork." Tianxiu crouched down, carefully examining Tang Shijiu's wounds. The cool medicine seeped into her skin, her voice as gentle as Tianxiu's. No one could possibly reconcile the passionate and charming Tianxiu with the noble and aloof Tianshu.
"He's a real pervert, he wants to destroy everything beautiful." Tianxiu carefully applied the medicine, as if handling precious porcelain, while denouncing his heartless "brother".
Tang Shijiu felt a chill run down his spine. This person was frighteningly strange. Just a moment ago, he was fierce and wanted to kill him, but now he was gently and considerately applying medicine!
"Shh, don't move, this is the best medicine. I guarantee my brother's ruthless hands won't destroy such a delicate flower as the Nineteenth Beauty."
"Tian...Tianxiu," she suddenly spoke, "Do you hate your brother?"
“Him? Isn’t he me?” Tianxiu smiled gently. “No, not just me, he is my brother, my parents, the person who has been with me all my life. Without Tianshu, Tianxiu would probably have died in childhood.”
Her beautiful face wore a captivating smile, her narrow eyes slightly narrowed, shimmering with an unusual brilliance, exquisitely beautiful in the slanting rays of the setting sun. His slender hand traced across Nineteen's face, clearly feeling her trembling.
"Nineteen, are you scared? What's there to be afraid of? I can protect you better than Shen Yuntan."
Birds were flapping their wings outside the door, making a whooshing sound that made her heart rise and fall.
Shen Yuntan, Shen Yuntan, when are you finally coming?
"You have to be obedient." Tianxiu held Shijiu in his arms, gently nibbling her delicate earlobe, his voice suffocatingly doting. "I can protect you, or I can destroy you. If you're still thinking about that guy..."
Tang Shijiu felt his thoughts read, and her body stiffened. She instinctively tried to push him away, but couldn't. Tian Xiu's handsome face was close enough to touch hers, his warm breath on her face, an ambiguous atmosphere that felt both alive and dead.
"So you're still thinking about him after all. Too bad, do you really think Shen Yuntan will come back?"
"If he wasn't dead, he would have come long ago. Why would I leave you here to suffer and be tormented by someone like me?" Tianxiu said with a half-smile, then suddenly flipped over and pinned her down.
"He didn't come. Tell me, where did he go? He's definitely not coming. Who is Shen Yuntan? He's the dignified Shenyin, not your dog. How can you expect him to come and go as you please?"
He reached for her pocket, and Tang Shijiu struggled desperately, biting and scratching wildly like a wildcat. Tianxiu didn't care at all, pinning her hands above her head and admiring her as if she were a work of art.
"You pushed him away so many times, why should you expect him to save you? You've been in my hands for a long time, he already considers you impure. Why would Shen Yin want a woman who isn't pure or clean?"
Ignoring her struggles and bites, his lips rained down on her neck, gently biting down.
"You can't even beat me, and you expect to survive Tian Shu? Shen Yun won't be coming. I know he took Tang Chongli to the north, a place with icy mountains and snowy seas, a fairyland. Who do you think you are? Why should I risk my life for you?" Why should he be unable to resist saving you time and time again?
She saved him, but never appreciated his kindness. Women are all bastards, all devils; they always have someone on their mind, and it's never the one who truly loves him.
His clothes were roughly torn open, and he hugged her tightly, sucking on her smooth, jade-like shoulders. He bit down hard as if venting his anger, and was satisfied to hear her let out a low moan.
"Who else do you think you can rely on besides me?"
His hands were becoming increasingly restless. Was it possible that once Tang Shijiu became his, she would be obedient and never leave?
Blood stung her nose, and Tang Shijiu's mind went blank. Tianxiu's words struck her like a thunderbolt, leaving her body reeling.
She did push Shen Yuntan away time and time again. Why... why should Shen Yuntan be so foolish as to come back and save her?
Her willfulness stemmed solely from the fact that Shen Yuntan liked her.
But if Shen Yuntan can't stand it, what right does she have to ask him to turn back?
He... doesn't want Tang Shijiu anymore.
Her veins throbbed, like a little rabbit hiding inside. Countless figures suddenly flashed before her eyes, struggling and writhing, then bursting open, leaving blood everywhere. Tang Shijiu abruptly opened her eyes and saw a golden-armored giant wielding a long-handled broadsword, fiercely slashing down at the top of her head.
She roared and thrust out with all her might, wanting only to push the giant away! Tianxiu felt Tang Shijiu quiet down and stop resisting, and was just relaxing slightly when she suddenly saw Tang Shijiu's eyes widen as if she had seen something extremely terrifying. Her palms shot out swiftly and fiercely. Tianxiu couldn't dodge in time and was hit hard on the shoulder, pushed back several steps, and fell heavily to the ground.
Tang Shijiu suddenly stood up, not bothering to cover his open robe, but clenching his fists tightly. His long hair flew wildly in disarray, his face was contorted, and his eyes burned like flames, seemingly about to bleed.
This is... a sign of going mad!
The golden-armored giant was pushed away by her, transforming into even more figures. The whistling wind brushed past her ears, shaking her internal organs out of place. A voice whispered in her ear, sounding both celestial and soothing.
"He doesn't want you anymore, he doesn't want you anymore, you must take revenge, kill them all, kill them all."
My throat is parched, craving the stench of blood and the crimson of fresh blood.
Tianxiu saw that the veins on her tightly clenched fists were bulging, and the purplish-red blood vessels stretched out densely under her skin, as beautiful as the sunset.
Before he could react any further, Tang Shijiu's fists flew like lightning, engulfing his body.