Chapter 585 - Lu Fenying Tended to the Injury?
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
It was only because of a last shred of rationality that she just stabbed her hand, but if things escalated, she was afraid that she might kill herself.
It was also why she had followed Gu Bailu when the latter wanted her to face her problem.
However, who would have thought that the trip wouldnât help at all, but only make things worse.
âQianâer, you canât blame yourself. Anybody would be deeply afraid after suffering that sort of extended abuse. Youâre not alone or useless; you just didnât have anybody to rely on before, and that wasnât your fault, understand?â
An orphan girl, who didnât have spiritual power or a family, and who had been a maid at the crown princeâs house since she was a child, naturally wouldnât have had the courage to stand up to her heartless masterâs torture.
If she had resisted, she wouldâve been killed, and nobody wanted to die.
There werenât that many people in the world who would rather die before caving in.
Even Gu Bailu had once submitted to Feng Qingtian because he was too powerful.
âBut I have somebody to rely on now. Youâre here to help me, but I still canât defy him. I hate myself... I canât be as brave as you at all...â
Qianâer closed her eyes in pain.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The greatest pain for a human being was knowing what their shortcoming was but being unable to fix it.
âTake your time. You must take your time. This is my fault. We shouldnât have been hasty. We can prepare you in other ways first.â
Gu Bailu truly hadnât known that Qianâer was so frightened of Lu Fenying that she even passed out just at the sight of Red Wolf.
âI... I really donât know what to do. No, I know what to do, but I canât help myself.â
âFirst of all, you need to know that youâre not useless. That is just the residual effect of your long-term abuse. Youâre not useless; youâre very good. Think about it. You escaped from him. Not many people are capable of that. You should hate him instead of yourself! If you want to be free, you have to act against him and make him pay.â
Qianâer nodded fervently. âYouâre right. I should punish him, not myself.â
âSo, go paint a picture of Lu Fenying and try attacking that first.â
They had to take the first step at the very least.
But this first step also proved to be very hard. Qianâer was only halfway done painting Lu Fenying before she stopped and didnât dare continue.
Gu Bailu picked up the brush and completed the painting. She then grabbed Qianâerâs hand, put the brush in it, then drew blots on Lu Fenyingâs face. âWhatâs there to be scared of? He doesnât dare complain even when we do this to him.â
Qianâerâs eyes widened. She had really taken action against Lu Fenying...
âSee? Itâs as simple as that.â Gu Bailu released her hand.
âI... Can I really...â
âWhy not? Youâre my disciple now, a Daoist nun. Youâre no longer that Mo Qianâer who bowed and scraped in front of him!â
Qianâer looked at her hand in excitement; finally, it no longer hurt her. She was daring enough now to mess up a painting of Lu Fenying.
âIf you have nightmares again, paint him after you wake up. Then, you can hit him, curse him, or do whatever you want to him.â Gu Bailu smiled at her.
âOkay!â Qianâer smiled in delight.
Gu Bailu let out a long breath of relief. She hoped the girl would be able to walk out of the shadow of years of abuse and truly say goodbye to the demon Lu Fenying.
However... Gu Bailu looked at the bandage around Qianâerâs hand.
That must be Lu Fenyingâs work. Red Wolf had been sent to summon Gu Bailu, so the person who treated Qianâer could only be Lu Fenying himself.
Why would he wrap up Qianâerâs hand? Why did he do it himself?