Chapter 3 This King Will Not Let You Go

She could actually hurt someone from the Dragon Scale Guard.

Watching her strange moves, Xiao Chi Zhan’s smile deepened in his eyes.

This was getting more and more interesting.

“Don’t use internal energy, just fight her like this.”

Following the order, the Dragon Scale Guard fought with reservations. The dark room was not large, and they dared not injure the Prince, so they could only attack around the woman.

This Ye Luan, however, deliberately attacked near Xiao Chi Zhan, even madly pushing over a very large glazed platform from behind.

If Xiao Chi Zhan hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been crushed by the glazed platform.

Xiao Chi Zhan was furious. He grabbed her and said, “You’re seeking death!”

Ye Luan was covered in blood, but her fox-like eyes shone astonishingly bright. She looked at him stubbornly and fiercely. He laughed and directly let go. She, unable to support herself, collapsed onto the ground.

Xiao Chi Zhan lowered his gaze sinisterly, looking at the woman on the dirty ground. Her blue gown was bloody, covered in whip marks everywhere, her long hair cascaded to her waist. She was disheveled yet extremely alluring.

The corner of his lips curved slightly. “All of you, get out.”

“Yes.”

He let her go, but the price made Ye Luan so angry that she collapsed on the ground, trembling all over.

Damn him, if she ever gets a chance, she will kill Xiao Chi Zhan.

Humiliation.

Such humiliation.

Xiao Chi Zhan adjusted his trousers and glanced at Ye Luan, who had collapsed on the ground. His usually somber eyes flashed with a playful smile. He bent down, scooped her up, and strode out.

After leaving the secret chamber, he threw Ye Luan into the bathroom behind the inner chamber.

“Someone.”

Soon, a嬷嬷 (wet nurse/older female servant) walked in.

“Your Highness.”

Xiao Chi Zhan smiled faintly. “Clean her up.”

The嬷嬷 was surprised but dared not ask any more questions.

“Yes.”

Ye Luan was not unconscious. Her whole body had been whipped, and she had also sustained knife wounds, causing her immense pain.

The pain intensified when water touched her.

Hearing the sound of footsteps leaving, she tiredly opened her eyes and organized her thoughts.

The original host was the eldest daughter of the Minister’s mansion. Her mother died early, and her stepmother was cruel, killing her with kindness, raising her into an arrogant and overbearing personality with a terrible reputation in the capital.

The only ones who were good to her were her maternal family and Fu Dai.

Unfortunately, the original host’s mind was very muddled. She alienated her maternal family and broke her maternal grandmother’s heart, leading to years of no contact.

Later, the original host offended Xiao Chi Zhan. Her indulgent father, fearing annihilation of the clan, directly sent her in for Xiao Chi Zhan to torment. She died, and I transmigrated.

In the original book, the original host was bitten to death by a blood wolf. But now, before reaching that point, she had already died.

She had reason to suspect that her good sister’s poison had taken effect prematurely, and before Xiao Chi Zhan could torment the original host to death, she had died.

Her good sister, Ye Xue, had always been jealous of the original host’s beauty. When she learned that Minister Ye was sending the original host to the Prince’s mansion, she feared Xiao Chi Zhan would fall for the original host and poisoned her.

The original host likely died from the poison’s effects, dying prematurely, and I transmigrated.

Thinking of this, her gaze gradually turned cold.

Ye Luan.

Since I have taken over your body, I will definitely avenge you.

Looking at her reflection in the water, the look of constant alertness and fear in her eyes relaxed.

She hadn’t expected that the original host looked exactly like her.

Thinking of the terrifying descriptions of Xiao Chi Zhan in the book, she couldn’t help but shudder.

This person was ruthless and indifferent to kinship, suffering from certain emotional disorders, and couldn’t be compared to normal people. Those who had bullied him had met gruesome ends.

Given Xiao Chi Zhan’s vindictiveness, she would surely die even more miserably in the future.

The book did not detail Xiao Chi Zhan’s childhood experiences, only describing his miserable past in a few words. The author focused more on his terror, fear, and madness.

Thinking about him being refined into poison in his childhood, her mood was somewhat complex.

But thinking of the humiliation she had just endured, she was so angry she wanted to kill Xiao Chi Zhan.

Ye Luan’s wounds split open, and the blood stained the bathtub.

She recalled Xiao Chi Zhan’s words from earlier and pondered for a moment before saying to the attending嬷嬷, “I don’t need service, you may leave.”

The嬷嬷 was surprised but still withdrew.

The Prince’s mansion was heavily guarded, and all guards were experts in internal energy.

Her escape was as difficult as climbing to heaven.

She had to find a way.

As for her relatives in the Minister’s mansion, they were completely unreliable.

Those who could personally send their daughter to be tormented by Xiao Chi Zhan would not come to save her. She could only rely on herself.

As Ye Luan thought, she quickly wiped herself dry and got out of the bathtub. She rummaged through chests and cabinets, searching for a medicine box, and treated her own wounds, wincing in pain.

She couldn’t help but frown. This body was too weak. She had suffered more serious injuries in her previous life, yet she hadn’t hurt this much.

Looking at the whip marks on her body, her frown deepened.

Xiao Chi Zhan had intended to kill her, and his strikes were extremely brutal.

But she had to admit, the original host’s figure was much better than her previous life’s—curvy and well-proportioned.

This face, although it looked the same as hers, was even more bewitching.

Her features were exquisite, her eyes like a fox’s, full of charm and seductiveness. The corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, and her every move exuded a demonic allure.

She was so beautiful that it was almost aggressive, alluring and enchanting.

Xiao Chi Zhan was truly abstinent. He could be so brutal to such a beauty.

Hmph.

Pah.

He was a beast.

Thinking of what happened earlier, she felt disgusted.

Ye Luan immediately picked up a teacup and gulped down several mouthfuls, then spat it all out.

“Miss Ye, your clothes have arrived.”

A嬷嬷 walked in and handed her the clothes from the tray.

Ye Luan quickly bandaged her scars and put on the blue gown.

“Greetings, Your Highness.”

Outside, the voice of a guard could be heard. This bastard, why is he back?

The door was pushed open.

The sight that greeted her was an extremely handsome face, with a tall and straight posture. However, those enchanting red eyes exuded a terrifying and chilling aura.

It was like a gaping net, pressing down until she could barely breathe.

He looked at the room that had been ransacked and spoke.

“Treating this place like your own home?”

His voice was cold and light, but it inexplicably instilled a sense of fear in Ye Luan.

She quickly suppressed the fear in her heart and spoke calmly, “Your Highness is a man of his word. I survived the secret chamber, so shouldn’t you let me leave?”

Xiao Chi Zhan glanced lightly at the blood in the bathtub, his thin lips curving slightly. He slowly walked towards Ye Luan, chuckling softly.

“I suddenly don’t feel like letting you go anymore.”

Ye Luan was enraged.

A curse slowly formed on her lips.

The tall man suddenly swept towards her with a rush of wind. The next moment, he was standing right in front of her.

This was Ye Luan’s first time witnessing ancient martial arts, and she was startled.

If a fight were to break out, she would definitely not be able to defeat an ancient person.

A bone-chilling cold wind swept over, causing goosebumps to appear on her delicate skin, making her tremble with cold.

The chill traveled from the soles of her feet upwards, making her teeth chatter.

Xiao Chi Zhan raised an eyebrow, looking at the blood on his fingers, and suddenly smiled. “A young lady who never soiled her hands with manual labor today has truly impressed me.”