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Hua Hua You Long - Volume 1 - Chapter 9.3




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Final part of chapter 9- brace yourselves!!

Jing stretched out his arms and used a little bit of strength, carrying Lu Cang bridal style while rising from a crouch.
"What are you doing...." Seeing the calm mask slip of Lu Cang's face, Jing felt he had picked the right approach
.
"Don't you just love me so much? You love me until if you can't have me, you'd kill anyone who so much as attracts my attention?" Jing coolly insulted Lu Cang, and drew great pleasure from the feeling of the lightly quaking body in his arms.
"No! You can't do this!" As Jing lay Lu Cang on the cold stone bed, he finally realized what kind of torture Jing intended for him - this would tear his heart apart more than the slow death, hurt his body more than any other kind of torture and reawaken all those humiliating memories. He knew his body was too weak to withstand any of this anymore; he'd break asunder if Jing were to...
"Don't...", he shrilly screamed.

But Jing was so brutal, his eyes cold and without a trace of emotion. As if handling a lifeless object of pleasure, he viciously tore the clothes off Lu Cang's body, once again exposing his tantalizing honey-coloured skin to the cold air.
"No...", the last strand of Lu Cang's self-respect was finally cut by a stream of cold tears rolling down his cheeks. He has suffered this for far too long now, until he thought he had no more tears to shed because of Jing - but the realisation that Jing had no feelings for him whatsoever made him indescribably depressed.

Gazing at Jing's pale face through a thick layer of tears, he calmed his heart with great difficulty - he finally understood Jing's true intentions for sleeping with him, this horrible situation was finally coming to an end.

So much had already been taken from him that he could not even afford to give even a little bit of regret anymore.

Lu Cang let his emotions show in his eyes, unobscured by the tears, but Jing did not pay any attention to them - the thirst for revenge had blinded his heart. He withdrew a hairpin from his hair and swept his gaze across the knife-sharp point of the beautifully ornamented hairpin. Lu Cang quietly followed his gaze, calmly waiting for his next move.

"You think I'm going to kill you. " Jing laughed lightly," No, how can I? It's too cheap for you."

Note: Directly translated as cheap, but in context it means that death is too good for him.

Jing pressed the sharp hairpin on Lu Cang's chest, slowly dragging it down to his naked abdomen.

"You're so dirty." Feeling the cold sharp pin pushing into his flesh made Lu Cang feel nauseous and he twitched at the discomfort.

Without a word, Jing suddenly used a great deal of strength to shove the hairpin into Lu Cang's urethra, piercing and breaking into his soft muscle - in that instant, Lu Cang clearly felt the fresh blood flow from his body.

"Ah...." Although knowing the sound of his voice would only excite Jing further, Lu Cang could not control the outburst from the pain of the intrusion.

Jing was insane.

Like  a fish on land, Lu Cang desperately writhed as Jing pulled the hairpin out and stabbed it back into his shaft once again, repeating the motion four or five times. The large outflow of blood rapidly sluiced down his abdomen, leaving horrible red lines in their wake.

Terrifyingly calm, Jing untied his belt, gave his cock a few rough strokes and without any preparation, he forcefully entered Lu Cang.

Breathing deeply, he used strength to increase the force of his thrusting, intent on violating the deepest parts Lu Cang's bleeding anus.

"Do you know? The way you bleed makes you look like a virgin."

"Although you obviously don't know how many times you've been fucked by me!"  Deliberately mocking Lu Cang, the sight of blood made Jing increasingly unable to show any restraint and the initial intention of punishment and humiliation turned into Jing's own need for release.
Forced to accommodate Jing in that place that had never been touched before, in addition to having the fresh wounds inside of him viciously rubbed against by Jing's hard sex organ pained Lu Cang until he turned cold and he struggled to breathe, his groans barely audible - the world was a sheet of red. He clearly felt the blood leaving his body as Jing pinned him down, making him feel extremely weak, and combined with the pain of suffering Jing's violence and the small hint of pleasure, it gave him the illusion of dying.

Lu Cang's suffering made Jing's pleasure heighten and he desperately pushed into the narrow entrance of the person beneath him, repeatedly violating him and shooting his bodily fluids into the depth of Lu Cang's body over and over again. The white liquid mixed with blood inside of Lu Cang, stinging his wounds and causing indescribable pain, throwing his mind into utter chaos.

.....

The dungeon was dimly lit and the air smelled of sex. Dark, dank and thick, the atmosphere was hellish. There were two men, one finely clothed and absolutely beautiful in his madness, poised above the other man, naked and vulnerable. The impetus of Jing's thrusting totally overpowered Lu Cang, making his hips jerk as if he had broken at the waist. ..

Lu Cang felt lower than the darkest parts of hell. Jing pulled out roughly, jerking Lu Cang out of his stupor and he found that his hands were grasping desperately at Jing's back.

Even though he released his grasp as quickly as he could, Jing's laughter planted a dagger in his heart, "So you enjoy it! You held on so tightly and screamed with so little restraint, you're really born to be a whore."

Lu Cang opened his mouth, but realised he had nothing to say. Maybe be couldn't help it. Up to this point, he had been treated to cruelly, but still still so shamelessly loved and clung on to Jing...

Jing shot him a disgusted look and got up, running his eyes across the destruction on Lu Cang's body, messy, naked and injured. He let out a chilling laugh and sneered, " You whore, letting a dog fuck you would have made you more exciting."

Lu Cang lay on his back as if all the life had been sucked from him, weak legs slightly spread and eyes unfocused. Jing roughly wiped the blood and bodily fluids from the soiled area between Lu Cang's legs before retrieving some medicinal powder from a brocade pouch in his robes and stuffing it at Lu Cang's lower body.

"I won't let you bleed to death, I'm still waiting for you to be cut into a pile of scrap meat."

Smiling maliciously, Jing turned and went.

Lu Cang lay alone for a very long time and finally, with his last vestige of strength, he painfully pulled a few scraps of cloth to cover his nakedness, slowly moving his uninjured arm up to his chest....

His sharp fingernails pierced the skin above his heart, going deeper and deeper, until it was barely a centimetre form his beating heart. Blood gushed freely, creating ugly red tracks on his torse.

Just a little more, just end it...

Even after climaxing so many times, Jing never noticed - Lu Cang's body was malaise the whole time, totally unresponsive to sexual intercourse. Sensitive as he might have been before, Lu Cang's penis had completely forgotten how to function properly after Jing kicked him in that place.

His fingers dug deeper still, and he could feel himself fading into purgatory.

Bu dong -- Bu dong --

Note: sfx for heart beating

For all the pain that Lu Cang went though, now, at the end of it all, nothing mattered anymore.

Trembling violently, Lu Cang closed his eyes and waited for death to take him, blood flowing freely from the fives holes in his chest.

"Brother Lu..." a familiar voice drifted over from the door and made Lu Cang pause in his self mutilation,


Lu Cang slowly opened his eyes. A shadow rushed towards him and an aroma filled his nose - his hand was torn from his chest and a silk cloth covered the five deep wounds there.

"Brother Lu..." A hot tear fell on his face, it was Xuanyuan Xizhen.

Lu Cand smiled bitterly and wanted to move her hands away, but he was so injured that he could barely move anymore. He opened his mouth, "Xizhen, why are you here? I killed your father, you should hate me."

Xizhen looked miserable. She hesitated for a few moments before she spoke, her voice was shaking badly.

"Xiaomei knows that this is a misunderstanding...but...but..."

Note: Xizhen is speaking in third person, using "xiaomei" to address herself. xiaomei is literally little sister. She addresses Lu Cang as Dage, literally big brother.

"How do you know..." Lu Cang was full of doubts, his eyes on Xizhen grief ridden face.

Xizhen was talking like that, how could Lu Cang not ask?

"How can it...what really happened?...Xizhen, please tell me...tell me,ah..."

The moment he got excited, the wounds on his chest immediately swelled, blood rushing out faster than before.

Xizhen repeatedly shook her head, " Brother Lu, don't ask anymore. Just come with me."

"No...I won't leave if you don't tell me..."

Xizhen shook her head again, an unabated line of tears spilling over her eyes.

"Brother Lu, please don't ask anymore, just come with me. If Jing comes back, we'll both be in deep trouble."  Without saying another word, she removed a dagger from her belt and hacked off Lu Cangs shackles and helped him up.

"Xizhen...you..." Lu Cang was in too much pain to struggle, so he just let her lead him outside the prison.

The prison guards had been bribed blind by Xizhen and continued laughing and drinking in another room while the empress carried a bloody Lu Cang out of the back door and placed him in a carriage with thick, heavy curtains.

Xizhen got into the carriage and directed the horses to move before using a piece of cloth to wipe away the blood, dirt and semen on Lu Cang's body.

"Xizhen, I beg you! Please, tell me what really happened..." Lu Cang seized Xizhen's hands, his eyes alight like fire.

Xizhen shook her head, sobbing," Brother Lu, I cannot face you. I'm sorry..."

"What really happened??" Her apology scrambled all his thoughts.

"My father...I was the one who killed him..."

"What?!" Lu cang was shocked, "You actually..." He was speechless, staring blankly at Xizhen, utterly speechless.

"That day...I went to see my father, but the guards wouldn't let me in. I broke in and saw my father...he..." She clearly remembered the regal Xuanyuan Yongyi, stuck in that awkward position.

"My father told me he asked you to give him poison, but he knew you wouldn't do it...so he asked me to do it instead. He...dying was better than living in his situation, I couldn't bear to see the torture continue, so I agreed..." Xizhen's voice faded, barely audible towards the end of the sentence.

"But...but he is your father!!" Lu Cang could not understand how anyone could help their own father commit suicide.

"Jing is my husband, but he...he insulted my father," Xizhen's voice was trembling ," The royal household is in a dirty mess. How can I, as the Empress, allow this to continue..."

Lu Cang shook his head - the royal family really had no decency, cousins marrying cousins and daughters killing fathers.

"I blamed my father's death on you and bribed the witnesses....but...I couldn't sleep at night, I thought of you, bloodied and looking at my with contempt...I...I was afraid..."

"That's why...you saved me?"  Lu Cang was disheartened. It was the deepest kind of disappointment in human nature.  Xizhen's tears fell like rain. While she killed her own father with whom her husband was involved in, she was only a teenager, and out of fear found a scapegoat, and then out of guilt rescued that scapegoat - she knew that her had no hope of restoring her relationship with Jing.

"Aren't you afraid of Jing finding out?"

Xizhen shook her head." I told the prison guards to say your brothers broke you out."

Lu Cang smiled bitterly. It was finally clear, there wasn't a single good person in this situation: Xuanyuan Yongyi wanted to kill himself and spare his daughter the guilt, so he made use of him, Jing's toy so that Xizhen could keep her position as Empress, while leaving Lu Cang to....

Enough...enough...

Everything was like a bad play, each and every character showing the ugliest sides of humanity, and at the end of the show, everyone gladly threw him out, the character who had not the strength left to perform.

"I will send you out of town, the driver will take you to anywhere you wish." Xizhen was trying to please Lu Cang; the guilty look on her face scared him.

The carriage wheels turned and turned, and no one dared to stop the carriage bearing the royal crest as it passed the gates of the capital.

Ten miles outside the capital, Xizhen got off, leaving Lu Cang alone to continue the journey.

Red dust whorled in the wind, the road was narrow and long...

Leaving the city where he had shed so much blood and tears, Lu Cang thought about where to go...

Closing his eyes, he made up his mind and fell into unconsciousness again....


----Chapter 9 End----



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