Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 874 - 876: Men and Women Fight (5)

Chapter 874: Chapter 876: Men and Women Fight (5)

Luo Xue was bound by ropes and thought she was doomed, but when she heard that Nangong Yi was willing to spare her, hope suddenly rose in her heart.

Based on her understanding of King Qin, he would never easily let off someone who schemed against him; this time, however, he let her go so easily and even without any punishment. Could it be just because she stayed loyal during the Empress and Zhao Yang’s crises? Perhaps he did care about her a little bit...

In the main tent of Nangong Yi, Helana woke up from a man’s thrusting, opened her sleepy eyes, and immediately saw the man, whose jet-black hair obscured his face, adding a mysterious aura to him.

"Yi—"

She murmured, revealing a fond smile, and reached out to brush the black hair from the man’s face.

Seeing that the woman had suddenly woken up, the man lifted his head and smiled, showing a completely unfamiliar face from beneath the disheveled hair.

A deafening cry pierced the air of the entire camp, startling the parrot perched atop the tent.

"Who are you? How did you get here? Where is King Qin?" she screamed.

Tuoba Kui’s face darkened. To the male-dominant Meng slaves, it was particularly offensive that the woman cried out another man’s name and even disdained him.

Frowning, he grabbed Helana’s neck in one hand and harshly slapped her across the face, causing her head to turn to one side and blood to flow from the corner of her mouth.

"Woman, you better remember not to mention another man’s name, understand?"

Always defiant, Helana, now greatly provoked, started screaming and splashing about. She fiercely extended her hand and with a ’swoosh,’ scratched Tuoba Kui’s cheek with her sharp nails.

Tuoba Kui, caught off guard by her ferocity while he was reprimanding her, failed to dodge in time and was scratched by her, immediately feeling a burning sensation on his face.

"Damn it!"

He wiped his face, saw fresh bloodstains on his palm, and only then did the pain from the scratches become apparent—it seemed she had not been gentle.

"Woman, how dare you scratch me?"

Tuoba Kui was furious. In Meng, women were of low status, regarded as commodities like cattle and sheep to be given away or sold at will. They never dare resist men.

Yet this woman, who belonged to him, had dared resist him, and furthermore, had injured him, which nearly drove Tuoba Kui insane. He leapt from the couch, dragged Helana by her hair off the couch, grabbed a waistband from the side of the couch, and began viciously whipping her.

Far from suffering quietly, Helana fought back fiercely, rolling and flailing. But how could she, a delicate woman, compete with this fierce man? The more he hit her, the more furious he became, beating her until her skin split and flesh burst, with not a single spot on her body left unhurt.

What was more tragic was that when she arrived the night before, fearing disturbances, she hadn’t brought her two guards. Now, suffering from the beating and shrieking miserably, there was no one to take notice of her. Nangong Yi’s soldiers guarding the tent door indeed heard her, but King Qin had ordered the previous night that no matter what happened inside, they were not to disturb them.

Helana was beaten until her flesh was torn and flying; the intense pain forced her to put aside her pride and dignity and kneeled to beg for mercy. Tuoba Kui kept ruthlessly beating her for a while longer, only stopping when he grew tired.

At that moment, the barely alive Helana felt like dying. She had clearly been with Nangong Yi the previous night; how could she wake up to find herself with this barbaric man who then beat her like an animal?

Oh God! What exactly was going on?