Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine's Daughter

Chapter 344 - Pleasure was bitter

Chapter 344 Pleasure was bitter

Seeing Duan Xiaolou approaching from a distance, Xue Xiao quickly stopped Song Fei who would break into the room, and rebuked in a low voice, “Marquis is also here. What do you look like now?” Turning his head and shouting at Liao Zhiyuan’s room, “Master Liao! Master Duan thinks that we are too noisy. Enough is enough. I will prepare food and drink downstairs for you, okay?”

However, it was silent after the terrible screams of the girl in Liao Zhiyuan’s room, which made Xue Xiao seriously doubt that Liao Zhiyuan killed the dissolute girl in a cruel method. Alas, a beautiful girl died regretfully, he thought.

Looking at Xue Xiao pressed naked Song Fei on the wall, Duan Xiaolou approached and asked suspiciously, “What are you doing? Who was screaming just now? Was the girl who came to look for the horse?”

Xue Xiao stopped Song Fei from unrest, turned his head to Duan Xiaolou, and explained with a smile, “We are here to relax. The girls are voluntary, and they liked screaming whether they are happy or unhappy with a loud voice. I promise, no one lynched them.” As he said this, he raised three fingers like swearing.

Duan Xiaolou grasped the keywords and raised an eyebrow, “The ‘girls’? Xue Xiao, you mean, there are still other girls except the girl looking for the horse? Where did you get them?” Duan Xiaolou thought it was more suspicious after thinking. He glanced at the two doors on the left and right, and then he thought about the girl in the backyard back then. He shook his head and said, “The girl looking for the horse looked like to be reserved. I don’t believe that she volunteered to do the game with you. I want to hear it from her personally.”

Xue Xiao smiled with embarrassment, “They are all busy. You might wait a while, go downstairs to have a cup of tea, and take a rest. I will ask them to talk to you after dressing them up.”

Duan Xiaolou knew that Xue Xiao was deliberately misinterpreting his words. He hated such slutty games for fun. So he snorted coldly and left waving his sleeves. Regardless of whether the girl in the room was willing or not, now four hours might have passed, and it was too late to save them. It was all in vain.

Besides, he had long been careless of these things, because someone once told him that there were many girls suffering hardship in the world. They shared different destinies and no one could be immune to it. He also couldn’t save all of them. Saving meant hope, but “hope” was the most extravagant and luxurious thing for many girls who were forced to accept it. Keeping alive with “hope” could sometimes be worse than before being saved. She only lived a little better than before, but one of the best men she had ever met told her that “tomorrow would be better”.

Where was the better tomorrow? Day after day, hoping that the good day he said would come upon her, she always opened her eyes with hope but closed with disappointment. Days flew like water, until one day she suddenly realized that it had been nearly three years since she hoped “tomorrow would be better”, but she was still a maid cleaning the lotus pond in Duan’s Mansion. Was there still a better tomorrow?

Those words clashed Duan Xiaolou’s heart severely. He sighed and walked to the other end of the corridor. He seemed to hear the cry of that girl, so he told himself that the matter had happened before he could expect it. Now there was no way to save the situation, and it was too late to save her.

He was not completely ignorant. He saw that Jiang Yi stunned the girl and Du Yao took her away. He knew for sure what would happen to an unconscious girl being taken to the second floor. He was not a fool. However, he just deliberately pretended to know nothing with deaf ears and blind eyes. He lived two months without hearing, seeing or thinking anything and felt good. He was very happy that he could live in this way in the future.

However, after taking another two steps, he still heard a girl’s sob. He stopped and thought of the calm and gloomy eyes of the girl he had seen in the courtyard.

Duan Xiaolou stopped and turned back. To Xue Xiao’s surprise, he strode to the doors of the two guest rooms where the girls suffered. He knocked on the room where the girl was crying, and asked in a deep voice, “Who is there? Answer me! Who is crying?”

The girl stopped crying and groaned with pleasure. Anyone could hear that she was happy rather than in pain. The sound continued for a while, and then the girl moaned in a clear sound like a swan, “Cousin Zhiyuan, hug me!” The room was quiet again, leaving only some low voice with a sometimes deep sob that was hard to tell whether it was sad or happy.

The three men in the aisle heard the sound. Song Fei was a little angry and pushed away Xue Xiao who was pressing on him. Without looking back, he went barefoot and looked for clothes. Xue Xiao looked at the back of the angry Song Fei with his arms akimbo, chuckled, and made self-talk in a low voice, “Is he jealous? Why does a man have to be jealous even if he doesn’t know the girl’s name and is unwilling to marry her?”

Xue Xiao smiled and explained to Duan Xiaolou, “The girl was willing to do with Song Fei before, but now threw herself on Master Liao.”

And Liao Zhiyuan, who was playing with the girl in the room, finally spoke in a drunken voice through the door, “Xiaolou, this is my wife that hasn’t held a wedding. She is Guan Yun’s fourth sister Guan Zhan, and her nickname is Qiu Si. Sisi, say hello to my bro.” The girl screamed as if she got a pinch. Then Liao Zhiyuan went on to say, “I am not stingy. Noticing brothers work hard on duty these days, I brought my most lovely cousin here to serve me and our brothers, particularly.” With a low laugh, he spoke to the girl’s ear, “Sisi, what kind of man do you like? I will find him for you.”

There was silence inside and outside the room. And then the girl cried loudly with pain and regret as if she had lost her parents. Liao Zhiyuan yelled again, “How about it? Xiaolou, why don’t you come to have fun? It is more funny and useful than drinking wine. You will enjoy it both psychologically and physically. Xue Xiao, when does Du Yao’s woman will be released? Tell him, he will be the commander-in-chief if she made Marquis satisfied.” At the same time, the girl cried out of breath.

There was still silence outside the room. Xue Xiao also felt that Liao Zhiyuan had gone too far, but the root cause was the lust of him and Song Fei. It seemed that they had compelled a decent girl to engage in prostitution.

Liao Zhiyuan’s cousin was given an aphrodisiac secretly by him before, which made her become a loose woman and forget she was a girl from a respectable family. He didn’t tell the truth out of teasing her. Maybe the girl herself thought that she was slutty by nature. Because of this misunderstanding, Song Fei loved the reserved girl who was passionate in her heart. But Liao Zhiyuan deliberately humiliated her with words because of her dissolute habit. In the end, knowing that the girl was together with Liao Zhiyuan, Song Fei ran away in anger.

It was a happy thing, but at last, all of them were depressed including Song Fei, Liao Zhiyuan, Liao Zhiyuan’s cousin, and even himself. Thinking of this, Xue Xiao was embarrassed and had no interest in having fun at all. “I should go to Mocha Mountain Villa on duty.” Saying this, he spread his wings, jumped away from the transom window, and dashed toward the sky.

“He left so quickly!” Liao Zhiyuan in the room complained boringly, “I’d like to thank Brother Eagle for his kindness. I didn’t expect to find pleasure at such a barren inn in the suburb. It is more interesting than in the brothel. Next time, let brothers have fun here together. Otherwise, others may think that half of the imperial guards are eunuchs, ha-ha!”

“Pleasure is bitter.” Duan Xiaolou finally spoke with a dull voice because of a long silence. And he continued bearing the discomfort, “Pleasure is bitter in the end. I tried it but it was useless. You will get much pain later. You should bear the pain that you intend to get rid of it, and it will accumulate. It will back to you even if you put it into others. Zhiyuan, don’t do it again. I can tell that the girl is involuntary, so let her go and don’t trouble her anymore.”

There was no answer in the room but intermittently crying. A girl cried in a low voice, “I don’t know how I became like this. Dear cousin, begging you to let me go home.”

Duan Xiaolou turned around and knocked on another door. He knocked for a long time, but no one answered. He frowned and asked, “Du Yao, is that you inside? Is that girl still there? Let her go, and I will take her home.” After speaking, he pounded at the door hard.

After a while, Du Yao answered in a deep voice as if he was lying on his back or lying on his stomach, “Master Duan, stop knocking. Don’t disturb the girl. She is sleeping. She is unfamiliar with you and afraid to see you, but she is familiar with me. When she wakes up, I will send her home and won’t hurt her. I promise.”

Duan Xiaolou pounded at the door twice before stopping, and sighed, “Du Yao, don’t do it again. Otherwise, you’ll pay for that.” He was a little regretful that he pretended to see nothing when Du Yao holding the girl upstairs.

Thinking that a good girl was ruined by a man’s curiosity, Duan Xiaolou shook his head and walked downstairs with occasionally coughing. There was the bloody sweetness in his mouth as if he missed someone. He couldn’t help but taste it because only blood could calm the unsettled heart as if some lost beauty could occasionally be glimpsed from it.

Gao Jue opened the front door of the inn and strode in. He muttered in wonder, “Why was He Danggui’s horse tied up at the door of this inn?”