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Chapter Medicinal Aroma
Night fell.
Wen Qingyu, dressed in a white gauze gown, sat by the bed while Peach Blossom directed the maidservants to pour bucket after bucket of dark brown medicinal liquid into the white jade bathtub.
A strong herbal scent quickly filled the entire room.
Although she knew that Yan Zhi Xi would not let her off easily, Wen Qingyu never imagined he would resort to such a vicious method against her.
Wen Qingyu's second brother, Wen Zhao, had been immersed in medicine, and she had heard many strange tales from him. Among them was a case from the Western Regions where people were used as medicinal bait; unless there was a deep-seated blood feud, even the most ruthless person would not easily resort to such means.
If it weren't for Yan Zhi Xi telling her today that her second brother Wen Zhao had been rescued on the way to the execution ground and that his life was being used as leverage, Wen Qingyu would have wanted to disregard everything and just end it all.
But thinking of her living second brother, she could only endure humiliation and survive.
Peach Blossom stepped forward to help Wen Qingyu undress.
Wen Qingyu stood naked before the misty bathtub, motionless for a long time.
"Please bathe, Consort Yu," Peach Blossom said softly but firmly.
At that moment, Wen Qingyu curled her lips slightly, and a tear slid down her face into the bathtub, disappearing as if it were her infatuation with Yan Zhi Xi.
Wen Qingyu stepped into the warm jade bathtub, gritting her teeth as she submerged herself in the pitch-black medicinal liquid.
The hot water enveloped her body; at first, it felt numb and tingling. After soaking for just a short while, the tingling turned into sharp pain, as if thousands of insects were burrowing through her pores into her flesh, gnawing at her limbs and bones. Cold sweat soon broke out on her forehead.
"When will it end?" Wen Qingyu gritted her teeth and asked.
"Replying to Your Majesty, the Emperor must soak for a full hour."
Peach Blossom spoke each word without any emotion.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but Wen Qingyu felt her mind clouded with pain; this torment was a hundred times harder to endure than the tortures of prison.
She could no longer bear it and, disregarding everything, attempted to rise from the medicinal liquid when a pair of hands suddenly gripped her shoulders, stopping her movement.
"Don't move!"
Wen Qingyu turned around and was met by a pair of cold, deep eyes.
Yan Zhi Xi's voice was somewhat hoarse.
He had clearly seen the moment Wen Qingyu emerged from the water—
Her delicate, fair body was covered in scars, red and white intertwined, creating an unsettling beauty.
Yan Zhi Xi did not understand what had come over him; he loathed this woman intensely and had never touched her, yet at this moment, he could not tear his gaze away.
Wen Qingyu's mind was already scattered. Unable to see clearly in front of her, she tightly grasped his arm, sobbing as she pleaded, "Please, let me go. I beg you, it hurts so much..."
"Father and Mother, Qing'er can no longer face you."
"Second Brother, I'm sorry for you..."
...
In the prison, Wen Qingyu had never begged for mercy like this even while enduring torture. But in the hours that followed, she continued to struggle and cry, rambling incoherently.
Finally, Wen Qingyu fainted. Yan Zhi Xi looked at her leaning against the edge of the bathtub, biting her lip tightly, and a complex emotion flashed through his heart, but the hand gripping Wen Qingyu's shoulder showed no sign of loosening.
Knowing that Yan Zhi Xi would not let her go, Wen Qingyu gritted her teeth and endured, no matter how painful it became after that night.
Every few days, Peach Blossom would seemingly casually mention news about Wen Zhao.
Wen Qingyu understood that this was Yan Zhi Xi warning her not to entertain thoughts of seeking death; he wanted Wen Zhao's life, and it was merely a matter of a flick of his hand.
As a medicine person, there was a cycle every ten days.
After soaking for ten days, she would exchange blood with Wen Ruxue once. This process would continue until all the toxins in Wen Ruxue's body were transferred into hers.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and the day for the first blood exchange arrived.
That evening, Peach Blossom helped Wen Qingyu comb her long hair. Wen Qingyu looked at the pale woman in the mirror and forced a smile.
Wen Qingyu, no matter how much pain you endure, you cannot let the Wen Family's bloodline end because of you; they were exterminated because of you.
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