Silent Lover (The Silent Concubine) - Chap 107
Chapter 107 – Humiliation?
The heavy breathing of the two lingered for a long time…
Shen Yu’s mind was blank. He sat on Jun Xuanxiao’s body, resting and regaining his strength, unable to move his exhausted and empty body. Then he raised his head, a sly and wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth…
Shen Yu extended his long fingers, scraping some milky white liquid from Jun Xuanxiao’s chest and quickly smearing it on Jun Xuanxiao’s lips…
“You!!… Spit-“
Jun Xuanxiao was still savoring the afterglow of pleasure, not expecting Shen Yu to pull such a move. He sat up in a rage, wiping the sticky substance off his lips, his eyes wide with murderous intent!
As he spat out the residue, he tasted a bit of saltiness, feeling more humiliated than by any other affront!
How dare Shen Yu do this!
Shen Yu merely let out a cold laugh, left Jun Xuanxiao’s body, and despite the pain, acted nonchalant while dressing himself. Though his legs were still trembling weakly and a trace of blood slowly trickled down from his thigh, he moved with the ease of someone accustomed to frequenting brothels. He even picked up Jun Xuanxiao’s clothes, tossing them onto his naked body, mimicking the attitude of Prince Zhenbei after their encounters…
Jun Xuanxiao was still in a fit of rage as Shen Yu finished dressing and smoothly put on his shoes and socks before leaving the grass mat…
Jun Xuanxiao’s teeth gnashed in anger. He pounced forward, pulling Shen Yu back and pinning him down…
“What do you mean by this? Using me for your amusement?” Jun Xuanxiao panted like an ox, his expression fierce. Shen Yu’s face was unnaturally flushed, but he wasn’t intimidated by Prince Zhenbei’s oppressive presence. He made a hand gesture as if at ease…
“Why not? Right now, you’re not a noble prince but a prisoner in the dungeon. Serving as a sex slave doesn’t degrade you. I’m quite satisfied, though I forgot to bring money.”
Seeing the mockery at the corner of Shen Yu’s mouth, Jun Xuanxiao was enraged. He grabbed Shen Yu’s throat, his fingers like eagle talons, digging into Shen Yu’s flesh…
Shen Yu’s face turned red from suffocation, but the defiant smile never wavered…
In the end, Jun Xuanxiao released him, saying coldly, “Don’t think you can humiliate and provoke me with this. It was you who was under me. Having experienced it once, you’ll never be able to rise above it, hmph.”
Shen Yu only managed to recover after the blood returned to his face. He made a hand gesture, “Thank you for not killing me. I don’t have any money, but I’ll give you something.”
Shen Yu pulled something from his sleeve and threw it, then left the cell without looking back, walking with a noticeable limp…
Jun Xuanxiao caught the object and saw it was a key, apparently to unlock the shackles on his hands and feet. His pupils contracted.
“Yu’er!”
Shen Yu was too exhausted to continue entangling with Jun Xuanxiao. He had made his decision, intending never to see him again.
When Shen Yu stepped out of the cell where Prince Zhenbei was held, he was shocked by the scene before him…
At some point, all the jailers guarding the dungeon had been knocked down. Several others, dressed as jailers, wielded swords and knives, methodically moving through the area, slitting the throats of the unconscious, with blood spraying as one life after another was extinguished…
What had happened?!
Shen Yu’s body stiffened as he looked at the corpses. The men with swords saw him but continued their work…
“Yu’er.”
A hand clapped on his shoulder, startling Shen Yu. He turned to see Jun Xuanxiao, now freed.
Jun Xuanxiao had bribed these jailers? This was a planned prison break?
“They’ve always been my men,” Jun Xuanxiao clarified Shen Yu’s confusion with one sentence, “How else would I dare come to the dungeon?”
Shen Yu stood there, mouth agape, unable to calm down. Prince Zhenbei was even more calculating and farsighted than he had imagined.
So… even his own capture was part of Jun Xuanxiao’s plan? Why would he do this?
Shen Yu’s lips turned pale, and he weakly gestured, “It seems my painstaking efforts to steal the Emperor’s key were unnecessary. You never needed my help.”
Shen Yu felt a deep sense of defeat. What was meant to humiliate Prince Zhenbei now seemed like a childish, laughable act of futility.
“No matter how you tried to humiliate me earlier, I remember your intent and won’t hold it against you.”
Jun Xuanxiao pondered for a moment, as if making a decision, then placed his hands on Shen Yu’s shoulders…
“Yu’er, come with me?”
Shen Yu looked into Jun Xuanxiao’s deep eyes, behind which lay thoughts and emotions he could never fathom. Shen Yu would later understand that this question from Jun Xuanxiao was one of his rare moments of conscience, moved by Shen Yu’s gesture of stealing the key—a rare softening of his hardened heart…
Unfortunately, Shen Yu shook his head and refused.
