Chapter 81: Paramour

Qin Zhanhong's method of punishment left Chen Wuji's mind blank for a good while before he realized what that woman was doing.

She actually wanted to treat the person with the same method she used on them.

However, Chen Wuji had to admit, this "treating the person with their own method" is good.

It really is great!

"Lord Qin, there's no need for this; just give me a quick finish," Chen Wuji gritted his teeth.

Although for him it wasn't a torture at all, but an incredibly delightful perk.

But she was taking revenge on him; how could he show enjoyment?

He must resist, struggle, and howl.

A wicked smile curled at Qin Zhanhong's mouth as she said, "You still want a quick finish? What daydream are you indulging in, falling into my hands and still wanting a quick finish? That won't be allowed!"

"You must stand up for me now, within three breaths, or this lady will castrate you."

"Can't do it, I'm hungry, not interested!" Chen Wuji snorted.

In fact, he was already starting to lose control.

"Can't do it, huh? Fine, can't do it, good!" Qin Zhanhong pulled Chen Wuji's clothing out from beneath the binding ropes, then stepped back and unfastened her own belt.

Her garments opened, and the snow‑white light flickered before Chen Wuji's eyes, turning into a graceful and seductive figure that made his nose tingle.

Qin Zhanhong's aura was solid, like a steel knife forged a thousand times, yet her figure was light and graceful. She bore a hint of fleshiness, not plump, but slender with a pearl‑like, jade‑smooth feel—slim without looking bony.

Chen Wuji inevitably lost his composure.

"See, isn't this perfect? That's exactly how it should be," Qin Zhanhong sneered and walked over.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

"If you want to kill, do it quickly; don't play these tricks."

Chen Wuji stubbornly resisted.

But he knew that at this moment he had to give the woman enough emotional value so she felt she truly achieved the goal of treating the person with their own method.

……

Half an hour later.

Qin Zhanhong twirled her hips, yet spoke with unyielding confidence, "Remember, bastard, this is only just the beginning."

Perhaps fearing that continuing would reveal her weakness, she huffed proudly, dressed both of them, and left the room.

Although she forced herself to stand firm, a slight wobble was still clearly visible.

Chen Wuji almost couldn't hold back his laugh.

However, he was also a bit tired.

After all, he hadn't eaten for more than a day.

Duan Yingxiong saw Qin Zhanhong emerge from the room where Chen Wuji was detained and hurried forward to greet her.

"Lord, has he spoken?"

Qin Zhanhong leaned against the wall and said, "I only have a personal grudge with him; why make him speak? Send him a bit of food, but don't let him get full—just a little will do. Also, deliver a message to his family, saying the authorities are summoning him."

"Yes!"

Duan Yingxiong glanced at the beautiful superior and felt a bit puzzled.

It was obviously the little hunter's scream that split the lungs; why does the lord's weary face look so flushed?

"What punishment did she actually use?"

……

Chen Wuji lingered in this mansion for six days straight.

He was truly on the brink of madness.

Since that day, Qin Zhanhong has sent someone each day to bring him a little food.

But it was truly just a little—thin broth and a scant spoonful of plain rice porridge.

It felt like he ate, yet also like he hadn't; not starving to death, but unbearably hungry.

And this monster Qin Zhanhong truly stuck to her own principle.

Every day she would arrive on time to claim him, forcibly.

Chen Wuji naturally shouted in a death‑like cooperation.

Inside, he was almost deliriously delighted.

That day, after another forced claim, Qin Zhanhong untied the ropes that had bound Chen Wuji for a full six days and said, "You may go now."

"You're not going to kill me?" Chen Wuji asked, a bit surprised.

"Killing you isn't as enjoyable as torturing you to death. You can't escape my palm; I advise you not to think about escaping. Across the world, there's no one the Imperial City Department can't find!" Qin Zhanhong sneered.

Chen Wuji's expression was weary as he forced a look of anger at Qin Zhanhong.

"Leave, and come back to this place in seven days," Qin Zhanhong pinched Chen Wuji's mouth, forced a bite, "If you dare not come, this lady will lock you up until you die!"

Chen Wuji went numb.

It turned out that only Tian Gui's arrival allowed his release.

"This woman, why is her craving so huge?"

Chen Wuji said nothing, turned his head, and left.

He had to act a bit normal, lest this woman see through him.

Just as he was about to leave, Qin Zhanhong suddenly said, "As my paramour, I give you this advice: keep a good distance from that person named Zhang."