Chapter 2 Infertility
She stared as the blade touched her arm.
The pain of the knife slicing through skin was like cutting through flesh. Does it hurt? It hurts. Why aren’t you screaming? Because the person I want to call for help isn’t here. Calling for help is useless.
Under the gaze of those beautiful eyes, Lun Shaochen’s hand trembled more and more.
BANG!
The door was pushed open from the outside.
A petite figure clad in pure white rushed in.
She knocked the dagger out of Lun Shaochen’s hand.
"What are you doing?" Li Qing screamed uncontrollably, trembling with fear.
She pulled Fu Bing up. Her hand came away smeared with blood, and her own eyes reddened with heartache. Her delicate, tearful appearance made the hearts of the men in the private room ache unbearably.
"How... how could you do this to her? She was just released from prison today, why are you so cruel?"