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I had been in the dark and dreary Sky Prison for so long that I had lost track of the days I once counted by gazing at the small patch of sky above me. Eventually, I grew too lazy to remember those numbers and began to calm my mind and meditate. I earnestly recalled the methods of self-cultivation that Old Buddy had taught me in my youth, and I diligently put them into practice.
I absorbed the Moonlight Essence, adjusting my breath and inhaling deeply, allowing myself to sink deeper into tranquility. It felt as if I were floating on a vast ocean, swaying with the rhythm of the water, merging my body with its flow, moving freely and naturally.
Returning to my true nature.
Being able to expand yet remain contained, to be obscure yet clear, to be weak yet strong, to be soft yet firm. The mountains rise high, the depths are unfathomable, beasts roam, birds soar, the sun and moon shine brightly, stars traverse their paths, the unicorn wanders, and the phoenix soars.
Those who attain enlightenment are serene and carefree; they take the sky as their canopy and the earth as their carriage, using the Four Seasons as their steeds and yin-yang as their drivers. They ride on Cloud Energy into the heights, accompanying nature itself. Indulging in a free mindset, they relax their pace and gallop through heaven and earth.
Maintaining innocence, wandering freely in all directions before returning to their origin.
As I silently recited these thoughts in my mind, I imagined that if no one disturbed me, perhaps the effects would be even better.
But ultimately, it was not meant to be.
In fact, my days in prison were quite comfortable because I didn’t have to see him or his Three Thousand Beauties in His Harem. I didn’t have to worry about things that shouldn’t matter…
When emotions run deep, where is the end?
Many days later, when I could no longer remember what day it was, my so-called judgment finally arrived.
One night, while I was meditating with my eyes closed, I was suddenly yanked from a hard stone bed that had a strange odor. Before I could react or open my eyes, they quickly bound me to a peculiar Cross Frame. If I had any lingering drowsiness left in me, it was all gone now. To make matters worse, someone unceremoniously doused me with a bucket of cold water. A shiver ran through me involuntarily.
The sky was dim and the prison lights were weak. I tried to open my eyes but found it somewhat blinding. My mind felt hazy; I couldn’t even discern what was about to begin.
They were all dressed in black clothing and stood in the shadows; I couldn’t see their faces clearly. A bad premonition washed over me—they did not appear to be kind individuals nor officials come to interrogate me. Who were they?
I struggled against my bindings, fully aware of my predicament. Like a lamb awaiting slaughter, I realized the danger I was in. Frowning slightly at how harmless I seemed, I understood there was nothing I could do against them—was this what they called being powerless?
I found it somewhat absurd that I still had the mood to joke at this moment.
I lifted my head and coldly asked, “Who are you?”
One of the men in black laughed somewhat arrogantly, "Everyone says that Lotus Consort is clever and quick-witted. Today, it seems the rumors are not unfounded."
"Damn it!" I cursed inwardly. The feeling of being drenched was truly unpleasant. I hadn't bathed for a long time, and I had already begun to smell foul; now, soaked with water, I could only imagine how sour I'd smell once it dried.
Moreover, my damp hair hung limply against my chest, sticking to me in a way that felt utterly disgusting, as if wriggling worms were crawling over me. It was unbearable. I wanted to reach up and push it away, but my hands were bound to the wooden stake.
I also sensed several intense gazes directed at me from the darkness. Looking down at myself, I noticed that the water had clung to my usual thin white garment, which now clung tightly to my curvaceous body, revealing every contour—my shoulders were sharp, my waist slim, and my fair, delicate legs were barely concealed. These wolves dared to peep at my body!
Once I broke free, I would make them pay!
I struggled against my bindings; they were surprisingly strong. The ropes seemed much thicker and sturdier than I had anticipated. It didn't seem easy to break free.
However, looking at these men who were eyeing me hungrily, I realized that the most important thing right now was how to deal with them before I managed to escape.
They were not easy opponents. I couldn't afford to underestimate them.
One of the men in black, who seemed to be their leader, exchanged glances with another man who then handed him a piece of paper from behind. That man smiled at me from the shadows and said, "Lotus Consort, if you sign your name on this paper, we won’t make things difficult for you."
I scoffed inwardly but maintained a charming smile on my face. I smiled alluringly at them; after all, a beauty like me was hard for them to resist.
I said sweetly, "Sir, you're holding the paper so far away; how can I see what’s written on it? Why don’t you come a little closer so that I can read it clearly and respond accordingly?" By the end of my statement, I felt like throwing up several times inside.
Seeing a beauty like me making such a meek request must have been irresistible even for a deity. The man in black stared at me in a daze before he quickly replied with a flattering smile, "Alright. I'll bring it closer for you."
He approached with the paper. As I glanced over it lightly, my expression grew increasingly serious and cold as I read its contents. The paper not only demanded that I admit to having treasonous intentions but also implicated Consort Huan and the Crown Prince as co-conspirators. Because of my usual closeness with them, every encounter was twisted into various plots filled with embellishments that even I had never heard of before. They didn’t spare even a child and intended to use me to eliminate the Crown Prince so that those with ulterior motives could take advantage.
How ruthless!
Shaoshao! No wonder you understand so much at such a young age. Living in this world of intrigue means that one misstep could lead to being devoured without leaving any bones behind.
I lifted my lowered head; my eyes sparkled like glass as they shifted around before softly saying, "Sir, come closer; I'll tell you my answer."
He chuckled suggestively a few times before obediently leaning in closer. As my head moved toward him, I exhaled a warm breath near his ear, causing him to momentarily freeze in surprise. Then suddenly, with a mischievous grin, I opened my mouth wide and bit down hard on his ear while he was off guard. His body conveniently shielded mine from view; the others did not witness this scene.
"Ah—" a shrill, heart-wrenching scream echoed through the air.
Ignoring the taste of blood in my mouth, I coldly replied, "My answer is a definite no. You can give up on that idea."
"You Harlot!" A flash of anger crossed his eyes as he covered his bleeding ear with one hand and swung the other hand toward me in a slap. "Damn you!"
With nowhere to hide, I felt the rush of wind from his strike approaching. Suddenly, my vision blurred—
A sharp pain erupted on my cheek. I could imagine how horrendous my fair face must look now, but I stubbornly lifted my head, blood at the corner of my mouth. I seductively licked the blood back into my mouth, gazing at them with the pride of a Hell Asura, smiling beautifully.
My smile was like those crimson, seductive mandrakes by the banks of the River Styx.
Beautiful as poison.
They were taken aback, but their surprise was quickly replaced by anger.
The man in black said coldly, "What a defiant Harlot. You refuse to drink the wine offered and instead choose punishment. Bring forth the torture!"
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