chsdbacks Chapter 434 Fake Moon God, Real Moon God, This Young Master has never played this kind of game befor
Chapter 434 Fake Moon God, Real Moon God, This Young Master has never played this kind of game befor
Yun Suxin's body stiffened abruptly, as if she had been struck hard from behind.
Her face changed color from white to red to green, like a spilled palette.
Her lips trembled violently as she tried to say something, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with a wad of blood-soaked cotton, and she couldn't squeeze out a single word.
She lowered her head, tears silently welling up in her eyes and dripping onto the bluestone slab, one drop after another.
She dared not cry out loud, dared not let anyone see her vulnerability, and dared not let anyone know that at this moment, in addition to anger and despair, there was also a deep-seated, inescapable sorrow in her heart.
plaything.
She, the Moon Goddess, who commands hundreds of thousands of believers and is a peerless powerhouse at the half-step terrestrial immortal realm, has now been reduced to the level of a plaything.
She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, but in the end she couldn't do anything. She could only lower her head, bite her lip, and let the tears fall drop by drop.
Chen Ruoyao stood up, stepped back to Qin Mu's side, stood with her hands at her sides, and lowered her eyes.
She didn't look at Yun Suxin, not even once.
Their resolute attitude was chilling.
At this moment, Yun Suxin's mind was blank, as white as snow that had fallen for three days and three nights in winter, vast and boundless, she could see nothing and think of nothing.
She knew she was completely finished.
If her cultivation cannot be restored, if her power is lost forever, then no one will be able to save her.
Her fingers slowly clenched inside her sleeve, her nails digging into her palms, blood seeping out, but she was completely unaware.
Yun Suxin suddenly thought of Xu Longxiang.
That prince from the North who kept saying he admired her and would go through fire and water for her.
Yun Suxin pondered bitterly about the chances of being rescued by Xu Longxiang.
She closed her eyes and quickly went through everything that had happened that day in her mind.
Xu Longxiang was utterly defeated by the two maids, without even a chance to fight back.
Xu Longxiang groveled in the main hall, offering up beautiful women and apologizing, not daring to utter a single defiant word.
Xu Longxiang didn't even dare to ask who the playboy father was, and believed the excuse of "illegitimate child".
Could someone like that save her?
She opened her eyes, which were filled with a deathly pallor.
The probability is zero.
She was utterly desperate, like a lamp that had been drained of its oil, extinguishing even the last wisp of smoke.
Looking at her distraught appearance, Qin Mu slowly curled a smile at the corner of his mouth.
He stood up, walked to Yun Suxin, and stopped.
Look down, look down.
Moonlight streamed in from outside the door, illuminating his back and obscuring his face in a soft shadow, making his expression unreadable.
All I could see was the slight curve of his lips and his deep eyes that gleamed faintly in the shadows.
He reached out, his long, slender fingers gently lifting Yun Suxin's chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his gaze.
"A real and a fake moon goddess, interesting. I've never played this game before."
His voice was very soft and faint, as if he were talking about what to eat tonight.
Yun Suxin's body stiffened abruptly.
Her lips trembled violently as she tried to say something, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with a wad of blood-soaked cotton, and she couldn't squeeze out a single word.
She could only stare wide-eyed at the face so close to hers, a face she hated to the core, her eyes filled with humiliation and despair.
Qin Mu released her chin, turned around, and faced Chen Ruoyao.
"Take her to the side hall. I'm going to have some fun later."
His voice was as casual as if he were giving an order for something perfectly ordinary.
Chen Ruoyao lowered her head and spoke softly.
"Yes, young master."
She walked up to Yun Suxin, reached out, and took her arm.
"Let's go."
Yun Suxin gritted her teeth, abruptly flung her hand away, her voice sharp with anger.
"Don't touch me!"
Chen Ruoyao wasn't angry, or even frowned; she just looked at her quietly.
That gaze was calm, as calm as a stagnant pool, devoid of guilt, fear, or any ripples.
"Moon Goddess, please submit to the young master. Resisting will only make you more miserable."
Yun Suxin's pupils suddenly contracted, as if she had been pricked by a needle.
"you--"
She raised her hand and slapped Chen Ruoyao across the face.
"Snapped!"
Chen Ruoyao didn't dodge and took the slap head-on.
Her face was turned to one side by the blow, and a bright red handprint appeared on her fair skin.
She slowly turned her head to look at Yun Suxin, her gaze still calm as still water.
"Moon Goddess, you are now just an ordinary person. Hitting me will only hurt your hand and break your heart. Why bother?"
Yun Suxin's hand froze in mid-air, her fingertips trembling slightly.
She was indeed powerless; when the slap landed on Chen Ruoyao's face, her palm stung with pain.
Her eyes reddened, and tears welled up, but she held them back tightly.
Chen Ruoyao reached out and grasped her arm again.
This time, it was even tighter than before, so tight that no matter how hard Yun Suxin struggled, she couldn't break free.
"Let's go. Don't keep the young master waiting."
Yun Suxin gritted her teeth and struggled desperately, but her struggles were like a dragonfly trying to shake a stone pillar, completely useless.
She had lost her cultivation and power, and was not even as good as an ordinary woman.
She was dragged along by Chen Ruoyao, staggering towards the side hall.
The moonlight shone on the two women, casting their shadows on the ground, one in front of the other, like two boats tied together against their will.
Yun Suxin's tears finally fell, silently streaming down her pale cheeks.
She lowered her head, looking at the bluestone slabs illuminated by the moonlight at her feet, her heart filled with despair.
The door to the side hall slowly closed behind them with a soft "bang," cutting off the moonlight outside and extinguishing her last hope of escape.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Xu Longxiang slowly walked back from the other end of the corridor.
He took a walk, and the night wind blew for half the night, but the frustration in his heart not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger.
He walked to the door of the side hall and paused for a moment.
Dim candlelight shone through the crack in the door, and faint sounds emanated from it, even more intense than before.
His brows furrowed suddenly, forming a deep "川" (river) shape between them.
He shook his head and muttered to himself with a look of disgust.
"Like master, like servant. The master is surrounded by women in the main hall, while the servants are fooling around in the side halls. There isn't a single decent person in this mansion, from top to bottom."
He lifted his foot, quickened his pace, and left without looking back.
He walked quickly, his dark python robe fluttering in the night wind.
He didn't want to hear those sounds again, didn't want to see that door again, and didn't want to think about that night that had disturbed his peace of mind.
He would never know that behind that side hall door, the "wicked servant he thought was just fooling around" was actually the Moon Goddess whom he had tried so hard to please.
He had no idea that the fake Moon God he had personally offered up was standing by, coldly watching the real Moon God being pushed into the abyss.
Meanwhile, the spoiled brat who kept calling him "Young Master Zheng" was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, a half-smile playing on his lips, like a lazy cat that had finally cornered its prey.
The moonlight spilled onto the corridor, casting Xu Longxiang's shadow long and lonely, like a trapped beast that had been abandoned but was oblivious to its fate, still pacing back and forth.
The door to the side hall behind him was closed even tighter.