Chapter 440: Ninety Ninth Concubine
Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress
It was already midnight by the time the masked man finished. Chu Qingchuan had fainted a long time ago. Chu Qingchuan had never suffered hardships, so how could she have possibly endured hours of being ravaged? With this, as well as the torture on her mental state, itâd have been hard for her not to faint.
âGuiyi! Guide!â Cried the masked man coldly at the door.
Two masked men walked in, bowed and respectfully said, âAt your service, Master.â
With a slightly reckless tone of voice, the masked man said, âThis woman is far more seductive and beautiful than the other wives. Where did you guys find her?â
Guiyi hesitated for a second, then respectfully replied, âMaster, I found this woman in the firewood shed in the back of the courtyard.â
âAre you saying that you guys donât know where that woman came from?â asked the masked man.
âI donât know, but this woman dared to trespass on the Almighty Castle. She must be an outsider. Nobody would be offended if we captured her.â
âHaha. Youâre right. Send this woman to the tower. From now on, sheâll be my ninety-ninth concubine.â
âYes, Master Bao.â
Guiyi and Guier wrapped up Chu Qingchuan in blanket and delivered her to the sixth tiered tower. According to her status, Chu Qingchuan would stay in one of the large rooms on the third floor.
The next day, the masked man woke up early in the morning and left the Almighty Castle. Two maids stepped into the room and spotted a tally with an intricate design carved on it and several words.
âWhatâs written on this?â asked the maid in green clothing.
The other maid held the tally in her hand and pointed at the words. âSomething five, something Chuan. I can only read those two words. I donât know the others.â
âThis tally isnât made of gold, nor silver. Itâs certainly not made of some kind of precious gem. I suspect itâs made of crappy iron. Give it to me. Iâll find some place to throw it away,â said the maid who couldnât read.
âMhm, I think this tally is made of rubbish iron too.â The literate maid handed it to the illiterate maid, then continued to pick up the torn clothing on the floor.â
The illiterate maid put the tally away in her breast pocket and smiled. âHave you heard? Another beautiful woman is staying at Yunzhong. I hear itâs the ninety-ninth concubine.â
âIâve heard. But Master Bao has never spoiled any of his concubines for more than ten days. This ninety-ninth concubine wonât be an exception.â
âI really want to see what that ninety-ninth concubine looks like.â The illiterate maidâs face was full of anticipation.
The literate maid quickly tidied the room, then smiled and said, âThen letâs finish up early and stand guard at the tower. Who knows? We might be able to catch the ninety-ninth concubine come out.â
The two maids exchanged glances and smiled, then quickly tidied up the room.
âNinety-ninth concubine, itâs time to get up now,â cried a tall, thin, ordinary-looking maid dress in green who stood in front of the bed.
Chu Qingchuan tightly furrowed her brows from the sore sensation in her lower half. She showed no signs of waking up.
That maid had no choice but to shake Chu Qingchuanâs shoulders and cried, âNinety-ninth concubine, itâs time to wake up. Otherwise, youâll be late to give Madam your morning greetings.â
Chu Qingchuan furrowed her eyebrows and opened her eyes. Her lower body felt unbearably shattered and her face turned pale white. She couldnât resist but tightly bite down on her lip.
âNinety-ninth concubine, you need to greet the concubine in half an hour, so it would be advisable to pick up the pace and get ready,â respectfully said the maid dressed in green.
Chu Qingchuan suddenly remembered what happened last night. Her head shot up and she immediately asked, âWhere am I? And who are you?â
The maid in green smiled and said, âNinety-ninth concubine, I am Suiâer. This is the Almighty Castle.â