Chapter 1555: Chapter 1555: She Began to Feel Hate in Her Heart

The sleeping quarters of Ronghua Hall were brightly lit. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Emperor Feng Bufan was inside, and from a distance, Chu Qianli could still see the silhouettes of several guards who were often by Feng Bufan’s side.

So late at night, what was Feng Bufan doing here?

Suddenly, a suppressed scream of agony emanated from within.

The scream was not immensely painful, yet it was filled entirely with despair.

Chu Qianli’s heart jolted, and she immediately quickened her pace to approach.

However, everywhere here was crowded with people, leaving her no way to get closer.

Only faintly, she could occasionally hear the cries of a woman.

Very sorrowful, very desperate, very... excruciating.

Her heartstrings were pulled tight.

Finally, taking advantage of the moment when those guards weren’t paying attention, she lightly leaped to the rooftop of the sleeping quarters.

Carefully lifting a piece of tile, Chu Qianli finally saw the situation inside the room clearly.

At one glance, she was completely dumbfounded.

She was still screaming.

Three small eunuchs were lying on top of her.

And on her body... there wasn’t a single shred of covering fabric.

Feng Bufan was sitting at the bedside, with Qing De, the eunuch, standing by his side with a face full of smiles.

Those small eunuchs were carrying out utterly shameless acts upon Hua Rong; they had long sticks, sharp spikes, burning candles in their hands...

Chu Qianli forcefully closed her eyes.

Her heart was violently torn at the instant.

Hatred!

She had actually begun to hate.

But now, she could only endure, had to endure, otherwise, everything would be for nothing.

Feng Bufan’s health was evidently poor; every so often, he would cough several times.

Yet he was very excited, excited to the point where he wanted to pounce several times, to similarly pounce onto the woman on the bed.

But he was powerless.

He was old, ruined, his body was failing.

After an indeterminate length of time, Feng Bufan finally waved his hand.

The few small eunuchs, grinning, stepped off of Hua Rong under Qing De’s command and left.

Feng Bufan looked at Hua Rong, who had been tormented to the point of near lifelessness, and let out a long sigh.

"I truly miss those days when they used to attend to you alongside, alas, I am no longer capable."

The majestic Emperor of a nation, admitting his own impotence in front of a woman, carried a bit of helplessness.

But indeed, his body was failing, and now even standing was difficult for him.

Hua Rong did not speak, her body still a chaotic mess; she could only close her eyes, pretending not to see.

"Your Majesty, it’s late, you should return to rest," Qing De reminded.

"Jinghua, look, were I still fierce like before, how would this cursed old Qing De dare advise me to return and rest now? Isn’t that right?"

Hua Rong remained silent.

Feng Bufan, displeased, picked up the whip beside him and lashed it onto her body.

"Uh..." Hua Rong’s eyes bulged wide in pain, glaring at him, "Kill me, kill me!"

Chu Qianli really couldn’t bear it, but with Feng Bufan and the guards still present, entering now would be useless.

Feng Bufan grinned, "Kill you? Don’t you want to see your son?"

"You..."

"Don’t think of taking your own life, understand? If anything happens to you, I’ll immediately behead your son, understood?"

"Old villain, old villain!" Hua Rong’s voice was hoarse, like sand ground under wheels, almost beyond words.

Yet she couldn’t move, her limbs bound tightly in a profoundly humiliating position.

She couldn’t even muster the strength to pounce and perish together with him.

"Alright, rest well, I’ll see you again tomorrow."