Chapter 246: You Shouldn’t Be So Stunning
The concubine covered her mouth and coughed violently.
Her handkerchief was stained with blood.
Si Fang recalled that when she was serving the Fifth Prince, she often saw her.
Chu Sheng found her uninteresting but wouldn’t let her go; he only slapped her, bit her flesh and blood, and broke her legs and feet, so she could quietly endure his bloodshed and desires.
Until she was half-dead.
Si Fang took her pulse, but she waved away Si Fang’s hand and said to her, “You shouldn’t have been so alluring.”
If she hadn’t been so alluring, if she had been a little uglier, perhaps she wouldn’t have experienced all of this before her.
Si Fang remembered the concubines who had previously harbored animosity towards her.
Her lips quivered, “But beauty is not a crime.”
The concubine started laughing, “But Chu Sheng won’t give up reaching his devilish claws towards you just because you’re not at fault. Because he is in a high position, he is powerful, he is the one who tilts the scales, so all his words and actions will be exaggerated by people.”
She pointed to the well.
“I’m not at fault either. I just wanted to dress beautifully for the banquet and be admired. It was merely the most superficial vanity. But I was sent to the Fifth Prince’s Manor by my father and brother, and I still needed to use my body as a stepping stone for them to climb higher.”
“They are also not at fault, aren’t they lying here just the same?”
The concubine walked towards the well.
Si Fang realized what she intended to do. She hurriedly tried to stop her, but her legs had already been broken, and now, sitting in a wheelchair, she couldn’t stop the concubine at all.
She watched with her own eyes as she jumped into the well, with a smile of liberation.
Si Fang’s hands and feet turned cold.
She suddenly understood that those in the Fifth Prince’s Manor needed healing not for their physical injuries, but for the oppression and pain, the distortion and unwillingness in their hearts.
Perhaps out of medical benevolence, Si Fang no longer resisted the Fifth Prince’s touch.
She thought that if she endured more, perhaps other women could endure less.
However, her compliance was met with more suspicion.
Those women who had been tricked into coming here all looked at her askance, filled with anger and malice.
Why is it like this?
They don’t have to endure the Fifth Prince’s violence and scolding, shouldn’t they be happier?
Later, she gradually came to know the answer.
Because in the eyes of these people, the one at fault was not Chu Sheng, but the other women forced by Chu Sheng.
They had experienced Chu Sheng’s gentle treatment, enjoyed Chu Sheng’s sweet talk, and believed that such a scoundrel was a dashing young man, incapable of making mistakes.
The mistake was made by other women.
If you hadn’t dressed so excessively, would my husband have liked you?
If you hadn’t intentionally seduced him, would my husband have fallen in love with you?
If you hadn’t diligently schemed, would my husband have neglected me because of you?
Every one of them thought this way, believing that the fault lay with her, with them, with the victim, rather than with the instigator who had deceived them.
Chu Sheng perfectly shifted the conflict, making them slaughter each other and struggle bitterly.
He was still smugly thinking, “Truly worthy of him, his charm is so great that it causes so many women to fight over him.”
This is female competition.
It is meaningless female competition that only benefits the perpetrator.
Thus, Si Fang made another unexpected move. She didn’t resent those women who were mired in the mire, but instead advised them, guided them, and made them recognize reality.
Some of those concubines remained obstinate, still believing that other women were hindering her relationship with her “husband,” and thus harbored animosity and glared at them.
And some, from initially resenting and scolding her, gradually softened their demeanor, and then began to resist fiercely.
It was just that Si Fang did not want them to resist fiercely.
Because she always knew clearly that they were the weaker party, and they were not qualified to confront that man forcefully.
She always tolerated the patients with the gentlest attitude.
But were they really to be trapped in this cage of marriage, trapped in this vortex of violence, and live out their lives so unwillingly?
Si Fang did not know.
But she knew she couldn’t live out her life.
Her organs gradually failed from countless beatings, and her life gradually drained away from countless beatings.
How could the Fifth Prince not be aware of her actions? It was just that he was not yet tired of her, so he had allowed it.
But once he grew tired of Si Fang, he would strike her again.
On that occasion, Chu Sheng broke twenty-one places in her body, cut a thirty-centimeter gash on her waist and abdomen, and even completely ruined her most vital organ, her kidneys.
She was a healer.
She could not save herself, nor could she save the countless women trapped in that well.
Her resistance, her efforts, her cries and shouts could only become ridiculously insignificant actions that satisfied Chu Sheng’s perverted psyche.
Two years later, she died in that well.
Before she died, she received the last message from her family.
It was from her younger brother, an anomaly in their clan.
He was an incredibly weak rabbit.
He couldn’t save her. Even though he was her closest family member, he couldn’t cross the towering walls of the Fifth Prince’s Manor and bring her back from that well.
But Si Fang still wanted to try again.
She extracted her memories, sealed them in a recording stone, and transmitted them to Jiu Zhou.
Perhaps Jiu Zhou couldn’t do it, but someone could.
Someone would be able to tear down these high walls, someone would be able to execute this smug abuser, someone would be able to see everything they had suffered, someone would be able to see the piles of white bones submerged in that well.
To speak for them, to stand up for their injustice.
Until daylight broke.
The illusory shadow on the recording stone completely dissipated. Ming Zhaoshuang’s long-suppressed Fushuang had already stabbed Xuan Gui in the chest with a sword, carrying boundless anger.
She retorted, “This is what you call, not a big deal?”
Xuan Gui felt another pang of pain from her stab.
He couldn’t move now and could only explain, “In our Demon Realm, it’s the law of the jungle… What’s the big deal? Ow, ow, ow… Can you be gentler! Besides, this is my child’s family matter, how can it be a big deal.”
Ming Zhaoshuang heard this and sneered, “So you believe that intentional injury and murder can only be considered domestic violence? Outsiders shouldn’t interfere, right!”
This Chu Sheng is truly a beast!
Before Xuan Gui could speak, Huihui, sitting above, said, “This recording stone cannot be released.”
This was no longer a matter of killing two people; it was clearly an issue of the image of their Demon Royal Family. If it were released, the reputation of their Xuan Niao Clan would be completely ruined, and that would shake their imperial power.
After all, in the Demon Realm, equality between men and women is still advocated.
And yet, such a shocking scene occurred within the Fifth Prince’s manor. How could people believe it?
Huihui also felt that his descendant was truly useless, making him want to slap Xuan Gui twice and ask him how he raised his child.
To raise a child like this, he’s quite a talent!
But at this moment, it concerned the reputation of the Xuan Niao Clan, so he couldn’t agree to release this recording stone.
