1672: No One In The Duan Family Treated Her Well III

No One In The Duan Family Treated Her Well III

The black sword bent into a hook, hooking onto Xiao Ya's lapels.1

Xiao Ya panicked. She did not know where she found the strength to hold onto the bedpost tightly, refusing to leave.

Little Soul's face darkened. "Dumb girl, let your hands go, or I might accidentally hurt you."

Xiao Ya shook her head, crying. She would never give this bastard the chance to threaten the Ninth Emperor again... No one could harm the Ninth Emperor!

"That guy is such a scumbag. He has many women with him. Is he worthy of your thoughts? Follow me now, or I won't be nice to you!"

Little Soul was anxious. 'Why is this woman so stubborn? The Ninth Emperor knows many great men. Can't she just pick one of those guys? Even that Feng Lianqing from General Manor is much better than this guy.

'Why does she want to suffer like this?'

"You let go of Ya'er!" Duan Qiong finally crawled up. His face was pale after he had coughed up a mouthful of blood. "Ya'er won't go with you!"

Little Soul glanced at Duan Qiong coldly. "Shut up!"

His voice was so powerful, causing Duan Qiong to suffocate and spurt out a mouthful of blood again. He then slowly fell to the ground.

Little Soul turned to look at Xiao Ya. "Are you coming with me or not?"

Xiao Ya shook her head. 'No! I'd rather die than follow you!'

"Well then, I've no choice..."

Little Soul sighed and signaled the black sword with his eyes.

However, the black sword made a buzzing sound of protest.

After all, Little Soul was just the sword soul, not its master.

Even so, it also understood that no matter how strong Little Soul was, he could not drag Xiao Ya away because he was just a soul...

The black sword loosened Xiao Ya's lapel and slammed the back of Xiao Ya's head with its blade.

Slowly, Xiao Ya closed her eyes and fainted.

The black sword bent again, trying to drag Xiao Ya out.

"Wait!" Little Soul frowned. "I'll be in trouble if that woman sees you doing that. She won't hurt you, but she will beat me..."

The black sword stiffened and stopped moving, not daring to move anymore.

Little Soul turned to the trembling servant outside the door and sneered. "If you don't want to die, come here quickly and bring her out with me."

Women were troublesome!

Especially this mute girl...

The servant walked in; she looked at Little Soul in panic. She did not dare to disobey him, so she could only squat down and pick Xiao Ya up from the bed.

A part of Xiao Ya's arm was exposed, and only then did he see that not only her face had been ruined, but the mute girl's skin was also filled with scars, and it was heartbreaking to look at.

Somehow, Little Soul was a bit furious as he saw Xiao Ya's miserable appearance.

He liked to seduce women back then, but he never took his relationships to a serious stage. He only talked to those women to prove his charm.

He never had a substantial relationship with those women… He treated them like a gentleman should.

Besides, he couldn't hurt women wantonly.

To him, women were like delicate flowers and were meant to be pampered.

Except for the Ninth Emperor...

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