Chapter 3: Mom is Here, Don't Cry

Chu Yu's brow furrowed as he suddenly increased the force in his hand!

"Ptui!"

However, a moment later, Shao He spat a mouthful of clotted blood on him as she parted her bluish-purple lips!

Her eyes sparkled with defiance, and with a wild and arrogant laugh, she said, "Chu Yu, murder should not be overdone, what is there to fear in death? Even if I go to Hell..."

Her voice paused as she sidelong glanced behind Chu Yu, a smirk deepening on her lips as she caught sight of the already triumphant Luo Jiner. Her blood-covered face resembled a ghost straight from Hell!

"Even if I go to Hell, I will surely turn into a vengeful ghost, dragging this adulterous couple down to Hell with me!"

Luo Jiner's proud expression suddenly changed, and pretending to be terrified, she clutched Chu Yu's arm, her voice trembling, "Marquis… Madam, has Madam gone mad?"

"Madwoman!"

Chu Yu, too, was disturbed by her appearance.

This woman should be kneeling on the ground begging him for mercy; why was she displaying such a fearless demeanor?!

He disgustingly pulled back his hand and took a handkerchief from a maid to wipe his palm.

"Cough, cough..."

Shao He, thrown onto the ground, felt waves of intense pain ripple through her already frail body.

Her body shrank from the pain.

Chu Yu threw the handkerchief on her, and looking down at her pathetic state coldly, his voice as cold as ice, "Letting you die would be too easy; a vicious woman like you deserves to suffer immensely before death."

As soon as he spoke, his thin lips curved slightly.

"I'll have you and your seed taken to Mass Burial Mound, where, I heard, dense forests abound and every night after midnight, the sound of wolves howling and Ghosts wailing can be heard…"

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, there are Ghosts there; do you know what Ghosts are?"

Shao He did not speak.

Ghosts?

Ha, as terrifying and fearsome as ghosts can be, they could never be more heartless and cruel than human beings.

Seeing that Shao He's face remained impassive, a sudden deepening shadow crossed Chu Yu's eyes.

His lips pressed downward as he said in a deep voice, "Ghosts are the ones who, by chance, did not die in Mass Burial Mound and feed on corpses; Shao He… you and your seed should be buried in Mass Burial Mound!"

"No, Marquis, please don't do this!"

Luo Jiner's anxious voice rose immediately.

She looked up at Chu Yu, panic and fear in her eyes as she pleaded softly, "Regardless of what Madam has done, please forgive her, Marquis. Madam was merely too concerned for you."

"Jiner, even now you plea for her,"

Chu Yu looked down at Luo Jiner, his eyes dark with intense affection, "But the more you do this, the more she deserves to die!"

With that, he turned away without looking back, leaving only a cold command, "Take this woman and her child, throw them both into Mass Burial Mound!"

Shit!

Shao He's pupils dilated as she cursed under her breath.

A perfect match of scoundrels! One feigns pity, the other thinks himself deeply sentimental!

If she was going to die, she would drag this damned couple to Hell with her!

Before her thoughts settled, Shao He felt a wave of dizziness, and all her consciousness dissipated in an instant.

…

"Ahh..."

"Wah—"

In the depths of the dense forest, the silver moonlight fell upon the branches and leaves.

The sound of crow's cawing and a child's wailing continued, accompanied by a stench that invaded the nostrils.

Dappled shadows fell on a pile of bones that had already decomposed at Mass Burial Mound.

"Hmm..."

Next to a heap of bones, Shao He, covered in blood, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the ground!

"Wah—wah—"

The child's crying immediately drew her attention.

With her wounds still throbbing in pain, Shao He had no time to worry about it.

She hurriedly reached over and picked up the child beside her, her voice weakly comforting,

"Mother is here, don't cry, don't cry."

The child's cries became weaker and weaker.

Even with a strong life force, after all, it was just a child...

Shao He's blood-stained brow furrowed, and she intended to lift her torn clothes to breastfeed the child, but her body was so weakened that she had not a drop of milk.

"Whimper…"

Unable to suckle, the child's face turned blue and purple from crying.

Seeing this, Shao He hardened her heart, put her middle finger in her mouth and bit down hard with her teeth!