Xiao Zhao raised an eyebrow at the sight of the terrified High Priest, his sapphire eyes, like glazed glass, flickered with disdain. "Useless thing, already wet yourself? A beautiful evening, a perfect night, and it's only just begun..."
Outside the room.
Two girls stood guard at the door.
They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with apprehension and unease.
"Should... should we go in and check the situation?"
One of the girls looked hesitantly towards the door.
The other shook her head without thinking, refusing. "The High Priest once said that no matter what happened on the wedding night, we were not allowed to enter the room to disturb them, or we would be held accountable."
"But... I just heard the High Priest's roar. It sounded like he was calling for help, and the commotion inside the room was very strange..."
"So what? If something really happened to the High Priest, wouldn't that be a good thing for us? Besides, we are just following the High Priest's orders and staying put by the door. Even if there's accountability, it won't fall on us."
The roars of a ferocious beast clearly reached the ears of the two girls.
The entire house trembled violently; such a commotion was unprecedented.
They didn't know exactly what was happening inside the room, but they rejoiced whenever the High Priest met misfortune.
They wished someone would punish the High Priest; that wicked, sinful dog had deserved to die long ago.
The two girls stood by the door as if nothing had happened, with no intention of knocking to inquire.
Within the vast palace.
Several figures moved through the palace.
In a dark and damp prison cell.
The air was filled with the stench of decay.
"Ah!"
A deafening scream shattered the silence of the cell.
Not far away, Feng Ninghe and Si Jianye were walking.
The scream reached their ears, and they stopped.
Feng Ninghe looked up in the direction of the scream. "The sound is coming from there. Let's go and see."
Inside the cell.
A young girl trembled, her delicate face pale.
"She... she's dead..."
The girl shivered in fear, swallowed hard, and collapsed to the ground.
In front of her lay a woman in white, covered in blood, lifeless, with cold limbs.
Others in the cell sneered indifferently, "If you have the time to pity others, you'd be better off pitying yourselves."
"Yes, our lives are also hanging by a thread. We'll be dead before long."
"You've only just arrived and haven't gotten used to it. She was tormented by the High Priest for three days and three nights. It's a miracle she's lasted this long..."
The girls began to reminisce about the past.
*Clang, clang—*
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed.
The girls, who had been chattering merrily, immediately fell silent, not daring to make a sound.
They cowered together timidly, their eyes filled with terror.
The smell of decay and rot assailed their nostrils, and even Feng Ninghe couldn't help but raise her delicate eyebrows, casually taking out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.
She instinctively glanced at the man standing beside her.
Si Jianye's cool eyes remained unchanged. Covered by a golden mask, his expression was unreadable.
"Do you want it?"
After a moment's hesitation, Feng Ninghe finally asked.
The mixed scent in the cell was the smell of death.
The smell of blood and decay was nauseating.
These were nothing to Si Jianye. He had become the King of the Underworld by fighting his way out of piles of corpses.
He had seen too many such scenes; what was this small cell to him?
Seeing the handkerchief in Feng Ninghe's hand, Si Jianye hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.
Though he didn't care about such things, he didn't mind having Feng Ninghe's handkerchief.
Feng Ninghe didn't hesitate, quickly pulling out a handkerchief and handing it over.
Taking the handkerchief, the man's lips curved unconsciously. His slender fingers gently brought the handkerchief to his nose.
They also immediately saw the girls huddled together in the cell.
The girls seemed accustomed to the surrounding atmosphere, huddling closely together. They were emaciated and had multiple injuries.
Bones were scattered everywhere.
By the cell, bones were even piled up into a small mountain.
"Master!"
"Mother!"
At this moment, clear female voices rang out from behind.
Bai Niannian and Si Xin Xin, along with others, walked up from behind.
The scene before them instantly silenced them.
Axi quickly reached out and covered Si Xin Xin's eyes. "Miss, the scene is too bloody. Children shouldn't see this."
They had already seen what they needed to see; covering it now had little meaning.
Si Xin Xin trembled with rage, biting her lip tightly, her young face filled with anger. "This wicked High Priest, how could he be so excessive! We must not let them off!"
The scene before them startled the girls. They exchanged glances, but none dared to speak.
They had been imprisoned for a long time, and this was the first time they had seen so many new faces. They didn't know if the newcomers were friends or foes.
Feng Ninghe stepped forward and unlocked the cell door. "The High Priest is committing all sorts of evil and is now receiving his education. We are here to rescue you. You are now free."
There were hundreds of girls before them, and some had already breathed their last, lying on the cold, damp floor.
The word "freedom" was long overdue for these girls.
"F-freedom?"
"We're free?"
The girls didn't rush to leave, but looked at them with disbelief.
Feng Ninghe nodded gently, her clear female voice slowly speaking, "We were entrusted by Chen Family Village to rescue you."
"My home is in Chen Family Village! I haven't been home for half a year. I miss home so much!"
"I'm also from Chen Family Village. Can we really go home now?"
The girls' eyes welled up with tears, as if they had seen hope.
One girl was about to leave the cell when she stumbled as soon as she stood up; her leg was badly injured.
Bai Niannian's brows furrowed instantly. "How did your leg get so injured?"
Mentioning this, the injured girl smiled bitterly. "I was beaten like this by the High Priest when I tried to escape and was discovered. Now, even if I'm free, I probably can't walk out of here safely."
"This wicked High Priest should be cut into a thousand pieces!"
Bai Niannian stamped her foot indignantly, clenching her fists tightly. "If he falls into my hands, I will dismember him!"
Feng Ninghe casually took out a bottle of pills and handed it over. "This bottle of medicine is specifically for treating external wounds. It has pain-relieving effects and can be used for leg injuries or hand injuries, or any external wound. It will help with your injuries to some extent."
Her spatial jade bracelet was filled with all sorts of medicines; she was never short of medicine.
The girl with the leg injury took the pills and quickly thanked her. "Thank you."