CHAPTER 188: CHAPTER 188: SO PROMISCUOUS, GIVE HER A FEW SOLDIERS

However, the whip hadn’t yet struck Tang Qingning when it suddenly snapped, rebounding onto Tang Qingrou’s face, leaving a bloody mark on her heavily powdered face.

This only enraged the already irate Tang Qingrou further. She grabbed another whip from the side, aiming it heavily at Tang Qingning, but the whip broke again.

This time, the whip struck her other cheek.

Perfectly symmetrical.

Tang Qingrou, furious and on the verge of exploding, had already lost face in front of the Third Prince’s household, and now, just as she had a chance to recover her dignity, she became a laughingstock once more for these lowly people.

She demanded of the soldiers, "Give me your whips!"

The soldiers handed a whip to Tang Qingrou, but this time was no different. Before she could strike anyone, it broke again, snapping against her forehead.

Pei Shu’er watched from the side, her eyes smiling, and glanced at Tang Zan, who was coldly flicking pebbles. She suddenly realized that this man could be quite sinister when he wanted to discipline people.

Tang Qingrou now relied solely on that face, and Tang Zan had directly destroyed even her foundation.

The whip marks, at the very least, would take seven days for the blood traces to completely fade.

Tang Qingning was a bit puzzled by the repeated misfortune. Could these whips truly be failing?

Was Tang Qingrou’s whip technique really that terrible?

Frustrated, Tang Qingrou simply picked up a wooden stick, refusing to believe it could break so easily too.

As she approached Tang Qingning, the stick hadn’t even landed before it broke, striking her head.

She looked around, certain there was a master nearby!

But after searching, she found no master and finally turned her gaze to the soldiers.

The soldiers appeared the same as usual, dutifully guarding the members of the Third Prince’s household.

This is what their commander arranged; Commander Qian usually handled some procurement and financial matters daily, and somehow got involved with this female prisoner.

Tang Qingrou decided not to use weapons anymore, raised her hand, and cursed those people, pointing and reprimanding them.

"Don’t think things are settled just like that because of before. Let me tell you, I will never forget the humiliation you imposed on me. It was you who brought me to this state."

"The only reason I haven’t killed you yet is that I want to see you struggle in suffering."

Saying this, she slapped Yinxing on the face, leaving a handprint.

"Pei Shu’er, you will be the most miserable one."

Yinxing winced in pain, tears welling in her eyes, but she knew.

She couldn’t cry, or else the human skin mask would fall off.

Pei Shu’er felt heartache for the members of the Third Prince’s household, especially for Yinxing.

You could say Yinxing suffered this undeserved disaster for her, and for a moment, she felt warmth, as even until now, Yinxing hadn’t exposed her.

Very well, she indeed hadn’t misjudged her, and it seems she hadn’t been mistaken.

Once this matter ends, she must repay Yinxing well.

Tang Qingrou struck Yinxing several more times heavily, with Tang Zan not intervening, for if he flicked the pebble, Tang Qingrou would surely notice someone was playing tricks.

Moreover, Tang Zan wasn’t as soft-hearted towards subordinates as Pei Shu’er; he was more about weighing pros and cons, seeing them as expendable.

Tang Qingrou, as if exhausted, sat on a chair, reclining lazily with an air of indolence.

She said smugly to Yinxing.

"Pei Shu’er, come and massage my shoulders. I’m doing you this courtesy; cherish it. If it’s done well, I might consider being a bit gentler with you."

Yinxing gritted her teeth, stepped forward to massage, but Tang Qingrou just had a different way of making "Pei Shu’er" embarrass herself.

"What, haven’t you eaten? Did all the meals you’ve had go to the dog’s belly?"

"Are you trying to squeeze me to death? If I die, no one in the Third Prince’s household would live."

Then she suddenly shoved Yinxing: "Pei Shu’er, you fool, do you even know how to serve people?"

Yinxing fell to the ground, looking downcast.

Tang Qingrou looked at her beautiful features and couldn’t help but mock.

"But, if dear sister is willing to be as reckless as me, there might still be a way to survive."

"I’ll arrange a few soldiers for you; they work so hard guarding the frontier. If you serve them well, you can certainly live nicely. Who knows, you might live better than I do."

With that, she brushed off her fur coat on her shoulder, pristine without a trace of impurity, a possession from the Third Prince’s warehouse, resentment stabbed sharply in her heart.

Yinxing’s eyes widened, filled with fear.

"No, I don’t want to."

Liu Xu quickly said, "Qing Rou, don’t do that. She’s Zan’er’s wife."

Tang Qingrou looked at "Tang Zan," her eyes filled with mocking laughter.

"What’s the fear? Hasn’t Tang Zan worn enough green hats? Do I even need to mention her involvement with the Third Prince? With Pei Shu’er’s promiscuity, is one soldier enough?"

Having said this, Tang Qingrou provocatively glanced at the gloomy "Tang Zan" next to her, her face full of pleasure.

"Tang Zan, do you think so?"

Pei Shu’er didn’t know what to say for a moment...

All Tang Qingrou was doing was essentially batting her eyelashes at a blind man.

Tang Zan wasn’t Tang Zan, and Pei Shu’er wasn’t Pei Shu’er either.

Saying all this, Shiqi wouldn’t get angry.

It was simply cooperating in their performance...

Shiqi coldly said: "Tang Qingrou, if you keep this up, be warned, I might kill you."

The more Tang Zan said this, the less afraid Tang Qingrou felt.

Somehow, although she used to be particularly afraid of Tang Zan, now she felt nothing, maybe because she’s backed by the big tree.

"Fine, out of kinship with my cousin, I’ll let you see your wife tangled with these soldiers."

Yinxing was taken into the house by several soldiers, along with Shiqi.

Her face turned pale, her lips trembled, tears swirled in her eyes.

At this moment, she couldn’t help but think, if only she could be as powerful as the Young Madam.

If the Young Madam returned, she would surely resolve the current predicament.

The soldiers closed in on Yinxing, their eyes full of desire.

"We’ve also wanted to taste the woman of the Third Prince."

"Now, she’s the woman of the downtrodden Young Master."

At this point, they all laughed heartily and looked mockingly at Shiqi.

Shiqi said coldly: "Do not touch her!"

He also didn’t know how to act, as Tang Zan never loved any woman, and had not been taught how during training.

"The downtrodden Young Master can only be furiously powerless."

The soldiers laughed mockingly as they approached Yinxing.

Yinxing retreated repeatedly, her eyes full of terror and resistance, yet her pitiful expression only aroused the soldiers even more.

"What are you afraid of? It’s not the first time serving a man; just a few more times, they say you’re quite promiscuous back in the Capital."

Thrip!

Yinxing’s clothes were torn, revealing her fair shoulder.