Chapter 77: Humiliation

November 11, 2022Merchie

Everything was now completely veiled in darkness, and the air was frigid.

Qi Changyi’s entire body was numb from the cold. His eyes were slightly red and swollen, and his tears had all but dried up. He was still hugging his knees, his head resting over his arms. His body was curled into a little ball, nestled into the corner.

He didn’t know what he was supposed to do now, and he didn’t know where he was supposed to go now either. He couldn’t go back to the royal palace, and he didn’t want to go back to the Prime Minister’s Manor.

The world was so vast, yet he didn’t have a place he could call home.

“Hey, where are you from, little beauty? What are you sitting here for, don’t you know that this place is Big Brother’s territory?”

A voice carrying a lecherous note sounded in the darkness, and several dark figures gradually began to close in on the little corner.

Qi Changyi slowly raised his head. Upon seeing the group of vicious, perverted ruffians, he huddled closer to the wall in fear.

The ruffians caught a glimpse of the small, tear-streaked face hidden behind the waves of ink-black hair, and all of them sucked a deep breath.

“Such a pretty little beauty, who could’ve had the heart to make you cry like this? Can’t find your way back home? Come, come here into Big Brother’s warm embrace.”

The leader of the ruffians walked over, squatted down, and lifted the small man’s chin up with his fingertips.

That pale, elegant little face was raised slightly and illuminated under the dim light; the corners of his eyes were red and filled with sparkling tears. He really looked terribly pitiful.

“Damn, he’s really fucking pretty! All of you, get over here, and grab this little beauty for me!”

The man’s excited eyes seemed to glow with green light, and he waved to the people behind him.

Qi Changyi was terrified; he knew that these people didn’t have good intentions with him. He reached out and slapped the hand on his chin away, before hugging his knees tightly again.

“What…What are you guys going to do….”

“Huh, so it’s a man. No matter, no matter, there’s nothing that these brothers of mine haven’t done before, so they’ve all got loads of experience. Little beauty, don’t be scared, in a bit, I’ll make you feel so good that you’ll never want me to stop, hahaha…”

The ruffians behind him also laughed and came forward, their faces filled with unbridled lust. Qi Changyi’s arms were grabbed from both sides, and he was hoisted off the ground.

The ruffians didn’t even try to control their strength, pinching Qi Changyi’s arm until it ached, and he took a sharp breath. Cold air suddenly poured into his stomach, and he exploded into a bout of violent coughs, coughing until tears began to flow down his cheeks once again.

“What’s wrong with him? Could it be that he’s an invalid1?”

One of the ruffians interjected, his voice laced with fear, “He’d better not actually have some sort of illness; he looks like he’s from a rich family too, this better not get us into any trouble.”

Another man with a burly physique and a fleshy face complained,

“What are you scared of? It’s so dark, who would be able to tell that we were the ones who did it2? Also, I think that this little beauty’s brain has some issues, he’s probably an idiot. He probably won’t even understand what we’ve done to him.”

“I-I’m not an idiot, I know what you guys want to do, you’re bad guys, you’re going to kidnap me…”

Qi Changyi coughed, and the taste of blood welled up in his throat. He felt that even his five viscera were extremely cold, as if they had been frozen solid.

“You guys, do you want money? I have a lot of money, If I give it to you, could you guys let me go?”

Qi Changyi gazed at the group of people with tears in his eyes.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this pretty little pear blossom covered in rain, it almost makes me feel a little sorry for you. Don’t cry, we want both money and you. How about this, you pay us, and we’ll spend the night with you, how does that sound?”

After he spoke, the ruffians all laughed in unison. The person next to Qi Changyi couldn’t restrain himself and reached out to pinch that fair, smooth face. That smooth, delicate skin was really too alluring.

The ruffians roughly dragged him away and walked deeper into the alleyway.

Qi Changyi ferociously tried to tear himself out of their grasp, but there wasn’t any room for a struggle. His gaze flashed with frailty and helplessness.

“I-I’m a prince, I live in the royal palace. You guys can’t treat me like this, or my Royal Father won’t spare you….”

As soon as he spoke, the ruffians all halted in their footsteps. They stared at Qi Changyi for a long time, before they all burst into raucous guffaws.

“You, you guys, did you hear what he just said? He said he’s a prince, I’m going to die from laughter, since when was there such a stupid prince?”

“If you’re a prince, then I’m the Emperor, I’d be your father! You should serve your father well, that’s the way it is, isn’t it?”

“Hahahaha!”

The group laughed as they walked, and they finally reached a corner at the end of the alley. They were quite some distance from the street; even if one were to shout loudly, no one would be able to hear it.

The moonlight was soft and weak, coating the deep alleyway in a silver glow.

The ruffian at the head of the group suddenly shoved Qi Changyi fiercely from behind. His light, bony frame immediately fell forward. He crashed into the wall in front of him and knocked his head against it. Then, his body slowly slid along the wall and fell limply to the ground.

The small man lay on the ice-cold ground, his forehead covered in scarlet. The thick blood flowed into his hair, as his breathing weakened, and his consciousness clouded over. When he opened his eyes, everything was veiled in a mist of red, just like that time he had been poisoned.

“It hurts, it hurts so much…”

“Big Brother, he’s saying it hurts.”

One of the others said to the lead ruffian.

“It hurts? We haven’t even gotten started yet, he’ll be hurting even more in just a little bit.”

The lead ruffian smiled. His eyes flashed, and the two people beside him eagerly approached the small man.

Qi Changyi could only feel several pairs of hands groping his body. He tried with all his might to thrash them off, but he couldn’t escape their grip. He wanted to raise his arms to fight back, but his limbs had all been pinned firmly to the ground.

Tears mixed with blood as they flowed down his face, and deep, terrible despair enveloped him. He had never felt so sad, and so deeply heartbroken.

“Big Bro, these robes are knotted weirdly, I can’t untie them!”

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“Useless thing, get out of the way!”

A filthy hand stretched out toward the small man. He traced the front of his robe and tore it to the side with a sudden burst of strength.

The sound of fabric ripping echoed in the night, and that white brocade robe was torn into two halves, revealing the underrobe stuck to the skin beneath it.

Qi Changyi’s legs continued to thrash forcefully. His fingers tightly clenched the frozen dirt, and blood began to ooze from his broken nail again.

“Get away…All of you, get away, don’t…don’t touch me…”

The small man sobbed hoarsely. But this delicate, brittle voice, and this beautiful face covered in tears, only made the wave of ruthless, abusive desire in people’s hearts grow stronger.

With another ferocious burst of force, that thin underrobe was torn apart as well, and the jade-white skin underneath was exposed. As soon as it touched the cold air, he couldn’t help but shiver.

Everybody present stared transfixed at the scene in front of them. The small man lay on the ground, his messy hair spread out over the ground. A few blood and sweat-soaked strands clung to his face and neck.

That delicate little chin lifted slightly, and that delicate, sunken collarbone was revealed. On that patch of pale skin was an extremely intimate, bite-shaped scar…

It was really too seductive and enchanting.

They had never met someone like him, with such soft, delicate skin; it would bruise after just a few light pinches.

A sinful hand trembled as it reached over. But before it could touch him, the small man suddenly began to hack loudly again.

He looked to be in extreme pain, his back was slightly arched, and his coughing became progressively more violent, it was as though he was about to cough up his five viscera. Then, he suddenly spat a large mouthful of blood.

The stench of blood instantly spread through the air. A few red droplets dripped onto the little prince’s small, white body, while the rest was splattered onto the faces of the people beside him.

After he spat out the mouthful of blood, his slack body simply collapsed back onto the ground, his eyes still slightly open. He resembled a broken doll that had lost its mind.

“Big Bro, w-what are we supposed to do now? He’s not going to die, is he?”

The ruffians had all been frightened by this display, and they all withdrew their hands and stood to the side.

The lead ruffian wiped the blood off of his face and spat at the side, “What are you so scared of? It’s better if he’s dead, dead men tell no tales, after all!”

As he spoke, he leaned down, and his dirty, smelly mouth puckered toward the small man.

The little prince lay still and obedient, having lost the will to struggle. His eyes didn’t know where to look, and merely stared unblinkingly at nothing.

Suddenly, the sound of a bustling crowd coming from a street not too far away, and footsteps could be heard from the quiet corner.

The wandering ruffians were startled.

“Big Brother, you stay here, we’ll go and see what’s going on.”

After they spoke, several people began to walk out of the alleyway.

The head ruffian’s hands also paused in their movements, and he looked around cautiously.

The figures of those who had gone to see what was going on vanished into the darkness. Then, the sound of tussling could be heard, followed by a few shrill cries, before everything fell into silence once more.

“Who is it? Who’s there? Second Brother and Third Brother, how are you guys? Are you okay?”

There was no response.

The lead ruffian noticed that something was amiss, and hurriedly wrapped the small man in his shredded robe, lifted him over his shoulders, and turned to sprint away.

A soft whizzing sound reached his ears, and an arrow flew in from behind him, stabbing straight into the ruffian’s calf. It was deeply embedded into his flesh; blood spilled out of the wound and onto the ground.

The ruffian was in severe pain, staggering, before falling forward, and the small man he was carrying on his shoulders was also flung into the air.

But the little prince didn’t fall to the ground; a shadow flashed over from above, and he was hugged into a tall figure’s embrace.

That figure was masked by the darkness, so his face couldn’t be seen clearly. But one could feel the chill emanating from his body, which was even colder and more furious than the frozen wind of this winter night.

The injured ruffian was sprawled on the ground, hugging his calf. He was in so much pain that he couldn’t even scream, and could only roll around in agony.

A light appeared at the corner of the alleyway, and a battalion of guards brandishing torches walked in, arranged in a neat formation. The guard at the front was holding a bow and arrow in his hands. He was dressed in a black robe, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were sharp.

Cheng Feng held the bow and stood in front of the ruffian. He bent down and yanked the arrow out of his leg. The ruffian’s entire body spasmed in pain, and that arrow was immediately thrust into his other calf.

“Master, how should he be dealt with?”

The shadowy figure finally moved and stood under the bright torchlight. The small man had already been tightly wrapped in his robes and was being hugged tightly against his chest.

Pei Zheng’s expression was gloomy and terrifying.

“Take him back.”

 

Notes

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I think you all know what’s going to happen now

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1.All right, I have to say this word is not actually ‘invalid’, it’s 病秧子 (bìng yāng zi), which means someone who has had a chronic illness for a long time

2.This can also be interpreted as “did him” instead of “did it”, I don’t know, I feel like…they would say it like that…

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