Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 425: Wicked People Grind on Each Other

Zhan Xuerou’s entire body stiffened, her gaze lowered.

Si Jun had arrived; was he planning to abduct her?

At the moment, Zhan Xuerou was at an impasse, completely unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, a group of men dressed in black charged toward the escorting entourage.

If someone abducted her, it would prove that she was too guilty to face interrogation by the Ministry of Justice, thus solidifying her crimes.

Amid the panic, the townsfolk scattered in all directions. The men in black tangled with the Protectors, wielding daggers as they unlocked the shackles and carried Zhan Xuerou away.

Someone covered Zhan Xuerou’s mouth with a cloth, and she lost consciousness instantly.

On the long street, Zhan Lan sat inside the carriage, listening to the report from a Hidden Guard. "Madam, Zhan Xuerou has been abducted!"

"Understood."

Zhan Lan curled her lips into a smile. Everything was progressing exactly as she had anticipated.

...

When Zhan Xuerou awakened, she opened her eyes to find her hands and feet bound.

She scanned her surroundings and realized she was in a carriage.

Through the light filtering in from the curtain, she could see Si Jun’s sinister face.

Zhan Xuerou’s voice trembled, her throat tightening, "Prince, today’s plan is almost a success, but Zhan Beicang and Zhan Hui have arrived!"

Suddenly, her chin was painfully seized by Si Jun, who exclaimed sharply, "Didn’t you promise there would be no mistakes?"

Her chin felt as though it might shatter under his grip, and she desperately explained, "Prince, I had asked beforehand; the servants said Zhan Beicang and Zhan Hui were not at the mansion!"

Those servants had deceived her!

How could Zhan Xuerou have known that the General Mansion employed such measures as self-preservation during critical times?

Si Jun let out a cold laugh. "You are foolish. If it were Zhan Lan, she would never have made such a rookie mistake..."

Hearing Si Jun’s praise for Zhan Lan, Zhan Xuerou’s chest heaved in anger, but she dared not talk back.

She could only defend herself with all her might, "Prince, it was Zhan Lan who had been prepared, and the General Mansion was well-prepared too, which is why the plan failed today. Prince, please give me one more chance. Rou’er promises to definitely—"

Si Jun smiled insidiously. "Zhan Xuerou, the General Mansion has already paraded you through the streets and severed all ties with you. What qualifications do you still have to negotiate with me?"

He had abducted Zhan Xuerou today precisely to establish her as the mastermind behind the attack on the General Mansion.

"Prince, I beg you. I can drink with those martial world guests, I can..."

Her voice gradually faltered, for Si Jun’s gaze grew increasingly malevolent.

He suddenly curled the corner of his lips. "Oh yes, you still have this body that’s so skilled at pleasing men..."

Zhan Xuerou’s pupils dilated. What was Si Jun planning?

Was he going to make her serve other men?

"No, Rou’er’s body belongs to the Prince! I won’t serve other men!" Zhan Xuerou protested hypocritically.

Si Jun sneered, patting her cheek. "Too bad, I’m already tired of it!"

Zhan Xuerou froze under his cold gaze.

Si Jun intended to exploit her one last time.

Those martial world guests were all unrefined brutes who knew nothing about cherishing women.

If she were to debase herself to them, how would that be any different from a brothel girl?

To someone as proud as her, this was simply the most unbearable thing.

Ever since she resolutely chose Si Jun, she had fantasized about spending a lifetime together, a perfect union. She had dreamed of Si Jun granting her endless wealth and glory, but never had she envisioned such an ending.

Si Jun’s next words plunged Zhan Xuerou into utter despair.

"Zhan Xuerou, your last remaining value now is your worthless body. Quickly abandon your pitiful sense of shame!"

Si Jun’s predatory gaze bore down on Zhan Xuerou. "Do you remember what I said would happen if you failed the mission?"

Zhan Xuerou’s body stiffened, staring at Si Jun as though struck by lightning.

"Don’t worry, I won’t break your legs. I’ll keep them intact since they are still useful. But for failing the mission, you must face punishment!"

With that, Si Jun lifted the curtain and pointed towards a dilapidated temple outside. "See that? Those beggars have likely never touched a woman before."

When Zhan Xuerou saw the filthy beggars sitting and lying inside the temple, she clung to Si Jun’s pants, her voice trembling and shrill, "No! Prince, I beg you. I’m willing to serve those martial world guests..."

Si Jun’s gaze darkened and he slapped her face. "I’ve known all along you’re nothing but a whore!"

Zhan Xuerou completely lost to his test. If she had declared her willingness to die, Si Jun might have considered sparing her.

But in her desperation, Zhan Xuerou had chosen to serve the martial world guests, proving to Si Jun that she was no different from those brothel women deep down!

He kicked her out of the carriage, her knees striking a stone. She begged sorrowfully, "Prince, I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t treat me like this..."

Si Jun waved his hand coldly.

Two Death Guards dragged her and threw her into the dilapidated temple, speaking two sentences to the beggars before shutting the temple door.

The beggars gazed at Zhan Xuerou with eyes like starving wolves, their voices filled with excitement.

Their bodies reeked, their clothes torn and filthy, their hair matted into knots, their teeth yellow, and their fingernails clogged with black grime.

They surrounded Zhan Xuerou. The stench was overpowering as she scrambled to grab a branch from the ground and swung it around, yelling, "Stay back! Stay back!"

Then came the sound of tearing clothes and Zhan Xuerou’s screams, echoing through the area around the temple.

The beggars inside the temple, like madmen, violated Zhan Xuerou.

"No!" Her voice grew weaker and weaker, as though resigning herself to her fate, no longer making a sound.

Si Jun watched from the window at Zhan Xuerou’s lifeless expression. He threw a divorce decree through the broken window, disdainfully remarking, "Here is the divorce decree you wanted. It’s not that I’m being merciful; I just find you disgusting..."

Even as she endured the beggars’ degradation, Zhan Xuerou listened to Si Jun’s callous words.

If she had a blade in her hand, she would have killed Si Jun herself!

Si Jun turned to one Death Guard and instructed, "Stay here. In a while, bring her back."

"Understood!"

Zhan Xuerou smelled the unbearable stench of the beggars around her. Her body was no longer clean, and the virginity mark she had burned onto her arm seemed to mock her.

Tears no longer flowed from her eyes. She initially wanted to die, but when she thought of Si Jun and Zhan Lan living carefree lives, she now wanted vengeance!

Zhan Lan had exchanged destinies with her.

Si Jun had destroyed her life!

She wanted blood!

As long as she could survive and escape from here, she would kill them!

Suddenly, the remaining Death Guard outside was killed. Zhan Xuerou heard someone outside commanding the beggars sternly, "Let her go!"

Zhan Xuerou recognized the voice of the newcomer. She forcefully shoved off the beggar atop her, her hoarse voice shouting, "Save me!"

The beggars retreated from Zhan Xuerou. Wu Qing entered the temple, glanced briefly, and removed his cloak to cover Zhan Xuerou.

"I’m late. Put this on first," Wu Qing said as he turned his back.

Zhan Xuerou’s hair was disheveled, her makeup smeared, her clothes torn by the beggars, exposing her skin. She quickly donned Wu Qing’s cloak.

"Let’s go!" Wu Qing urged.

Zhan Xuerou rose from the ground, grabbed the divorce decree Si Jun had left behind, and quickly followed Wu Qing’s steps.

She did not walk far before suddenly stopping, as if something had occurred to her.