Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Jun Xiyan looked at the painting. A beautiful woman with a head of raven-black hair was in a white chiffon dress, riding the Ancient Kui Mu[Kui Mu is part of the Twenty-Eight Mansions belonging to the Chinese constellation system] wolf Bailing on the ocean.

Her hair floated behind her gracefully and she looked like a fairy.

This was the ancestor of the Dongfang Family, the previous Jiu You Holy Lady.

The Clan Head looked at Jun Xiqing on the floor and said, “Did you not tell her that the art of taming wolves is not something that can be learned? She was born with the ancient ability to tame the wolves. She is the legendary Holy Lady chosen by the heavens.”

“Also, your Uncle Jun Mosheng…”

“That’s enough!”

At this moment, Jun Xiqing’s lashes quivered. She was awake.

Her small face was deathly pale. A wave of pain washed over her whole body the moment she opened her eyes and her black hair was plastered against her neck with cold sweat. She opened her mouth but couldn’t say a single word.

Her vocal chords had been ruined.

The light above her head was piercing and Jun Xiqing shut her eyes, willing the numbness and despair away. Then she opened her eyes again and looked sideways at Jun Xiyan and Yuan Ming.

“Qingqing, you’re awake? Sign this.” Jun Xiyan threw a document onto the floor.

Jun Xiqing looked at it. It was a confession letter.

“Qingqing, you’re a traitor who sold out our nation and will be sentenced to death. The country will soon elect a new president, which will of course be me.”

A traitor who sold out her nation?

Ha.

She had given her such a verdict.

This was her country, her home, the nation she had built with her blood which she took pride in.

She would never sign this!

“Qingqing, you’re not going to sign this? Your beloved handmaiden Ping Ping is going to suffer for it then.”

The door opened and Ping Ping was thrown into the room.

“Your Highness, are you alright? How is your throat? Please don’t listen to Jun Xiyan and don’t worry about me. My life belongs to Your Highness so please don’t sign that confession letter. You’ve given up everything for this country and no one can taint your great name!”

Ping Ping wanted to run over to Jun Xiqing but was quickly restrained by two guards.

Jun Xiyan couldn’t help but applaud. She clicked her tongue and said, “What a loyal handmaiden. I’m moved.”

With that, Jun Xiyan’s eyes darkened and she said, “Come, someone rip all her clothes off. I’m going to give her to all of you right now. I want her raped in front of Her Highness!”

The two guards looked at each other gleefully, showing their lust. “Yes ma’am.”

They pushed Ping Ping onto the floor and started tearing their clothes off.

Ping Ping shrieked and started struggling. But the two guards restrained her and reached their hands into her skirt.

Jun Xiqing’s eyes were bloodshot and she twisted her hands against the carpet, almost breaking her fingers.

If everyone she had loved, Ping Ping was the only one left, her sister of different blood. She felt like her heart was being ripped apart as she saw Ping Ping being humiliated.

Ping Ping already had someone she liked. Fan Men was going to marry her soon.

Jun Xiqing lifted her eyes to look at Jun Xiyan. She opened her mouth but could only make some hoarse noises.

“Qingqing, you’ve finally come through. Here’s the pen.”

Jun Xiyan handed the pen over to Jun Xiqing.

“Your Highness, don’t sign it!”

Ping Ping shrieked and pushed the guards away with new-found strength.

With a loud thud, she dropped her knees and started kowtowing. “Your Highness, I’m begging you, please don’t sign it. Once you do, you’ll become a criminal. Don’t sign it!”

Jun Xiqing’s hands were trembling as she tried to grip the pen. Eventually, she signed her name.

“Haha, alright Qingqing, you’re a smart woman.” Jun Xiqing nodded in satisfaction.

The two guards released Ping Ping and she ran over to Jun Xiqing, hugging her in her arms as tears streamed down her face. “Your Highness, you’re so silly. They are making use of your weakness. You’re too silly!”

Jun Xiqing pushed Ping Ping away. She opened Ping Ping’s palms and wrote something on it – Fan.

Ping Ping sobbed and shook her head. “No, Your Highness, I will follow you forever.”

“Come, take Ping Ping away.”

The two guards muffled her mouth and dragged her away.

“Clan Head Yuan Ming, I can spare Jun Xiqing for you to use, but I also have to punish her for her betrayal,” Jun Xiyan said with a smile.

“How are you going to punish her?”

“I’m going to ruin her and send her to Ah Jiao’s Room to be a prostitute!”

…

Ah Jiao’s Room.

Ever since the arrival of Bei Yuewu, Ah Jiao’s Room had become a place where men spent a ton of money. But the men that went there were all dignitaries who were willing to spend money on beautiful women.

A second generation heir was holding onto a beautiful woman. “I heard that you have a new beauty and she’s the previous President of Country Z who betrayed her country?”

Ah Jiao’s Room was especially crowded today. All the dignitaries today had come just for Jun Xiqing.

Another second-generation heir chipped in excitedly, “I would never have thought that the legendary Highness Jun Xiqing would betray her country. What a pity.”

“Alright, stop pretending to be virtuous. Aren’t you all here for the auction taking place in three days?”

“Of course! When Jun Xiqing was the president, she was basically a godly figure who was completely unattainable. But now she’s fallen all the way to become a plaything at Ah Jiao’s Room. Of course we can’t let this opportunity go!”

“Are you sure you checked your fortune before coming here? Let me tell you, Ah Jiao’s Room is surrounded by five-star hotels full of influential people. All the dignitaries, heads of states and the richest people are here, ready to take some pictures of Jun Xiqing and bask in her beauty.”

It was unbelievably crowded downstairs and it wasn’t much better upstairs. Jun Xiqing knelt and wiped the floor, a white shawl hanging on her face, revealing only her bright eyes.

A butler looked at her from behind with a whip in his hands. “Hurry up! Are you asking to be whipped?”

The butler swung the whip straight against Jun Xiqing’s back.

“Butler, stop hitting her. Wouldn’t it be such a pity if you hit such a beautiful maiden?”

A few manservants surrounded her, already having set their sights on her. They took this opportunity to touch her face.

At this moment, with a loud bang, someone kicked the door open and a gust of cold wind blasted in. A group of men clad in black ran in and surrounded the area. A tall figure appeared.

It was Lu Yeming.

Lu Yeming was in a black cloak and he took off his cap as he entered the room, revealing his handsome face.