Mo Yue's face was bleak and defeated as he slumped weakly to the ground. The secret buried deepest in his heart had already been discovered by the one person who absolutely could not know—his father. Now, he had no strength left to persuade him otherwise.
With that method, his father could free himself from his mother and restore his vitality; his mother could also be satisfied; he himself would not have to commit that forbidden act; with their mother's help, his younger sister would live better in Great Qin; and the tribe would receive even greater support from Great Qin.
Outside the tent, Xue Ru heard the fierce sounds of lovemaking within. Her constitution made her react strongly; a flushed crimson had already risen to her face, and her eyes brimmed with thick spring desire.
Still, Xue Ru restrained herself. Though she desperately wanted to go inside, she moved farther away, telling herself not to let her thoughts run wild and not to keep listening.
Yet even after moving away, she could still hear the women's wanton cries from within the tent, their voices steeped in boundless pleasure, ease, and abandon.
Xue Ru nearly lost control and rushed straight inside, but she still held herself back. Just as she was about to leave, perhaps that bastard husband of hers had already withdrawn his order.
At the same time, she was somewhat astonished, with a faint trace of disappointment as well. That Great Qin Emperor was truly terrifying in this regard. Now that she had heard it with her own ears, Xue Ru completely believed those rumors.
"Ah!"
A cry of pain suddenly rang out, making Xue Ru freeze. It was Mo Li's voice—Xue Ru's daughter. Hearing her own daughter being ravaged by that Great Qin Emperor, Xue Ru stormed angrily