After he spoke those words, he immediately regretted them.
When had he become such a despicable person?
Then, a hand tightly clasped around his neck.
A powerful sensation of suffocation surged forth.
Huangfu Qi’s cold voice rose beside his ear, "How could she have been involved with a man like you before?"
Such a woman, to be delayed by a man .
A dense and acute pain suddenly spread in Huangfu Qi’s heart: If only I had met her earlier, before she was married.
Then, she wouldn’t have had to endure such treatment.
It’s alright, in the days to come, he would be responsible for spoiling her doubly in return.
Looking at Loo Zijun whose face was beginning to turn purple, Huangfu Qi released his grip, and Loo Zijun was thrown to the ground.
Huangfu Qi, as if he had just touched something dirty, pulled a cloth from the desk and meticulously wiped his hand clean.
"The person you discarded like an old shoe is the treasure of my life. Loo Zijun, I don’t want to see you trying to approach her again. Otherwise, next time, I won’t let go."
Dazed, Loo Zijun walked out the door.
It was already dark, he did not go home, but instead, wandered to the Yunxi Troupe.
There was usually someone guarding the door, but today, perhaps the doorman was slacking off, as there was no one in sight.
Loo Zijun walked unobstructed into the courtyard.
Yes, he still had Yun Yi.
What was Yan Ruohua compared to her? His love was for Yun Yi, as long as she was still there, it was enough.
However, as he approached Liu Yunyi’s room, he heard a series of gentle and soft murmurs.
"Commander Zhang, come, drink up this cup..."
That voice, sweet and melodious, like the first trills of a nightingale, was one that Loo Zijun was all too familiar with.
A lascivious voice responded, "I want you... to feed me personally."
The ensuing sounds needed no further description.
Loo Zijun felt a rush of heat burst forth to his face.
This was not his Yun Yi, it could not possibly be his Yun Yi.
Yes, Yun Yi must have been forced!
Loo Zijun, driven by a sudden impulse, kicked open the room door with a mighty thud.
The scene within was ghastly.
A middle-aged man lay sprawled upon the noble consort’s couch, the buttons of his military uniform already undone; atop his body was a beauty holding a wine cup, its contents completely drained.
Half of it in the beauty’s stomach, half in the man’s.
Wasn’t that beauty Liu Yunyi?
Her clothes were in disarray, revealing the bright red corset underneath, and as she turned her head, a trickle of wine lingered at the corner of her mouth.
Both parties were clearly startled by the interruption.
Commander Zhang furrowed his brow, and a clear flash of revulsion swept through Liu Yunyi’s eyes.
In this place of pleasure, pleasant conversation was the norm, and personal entanglements were not broached—this had long been an unspoken rule.
This man, truly relentless and shameless.
No man would be in a good mood after such an interruption.
Especially now as Loo Zijun was still deluding himself, speaking earnestly to Liu Yunyi, "Yun Yi, you must have been forced, right? Don’t be afraid, I’m here to rescue you, don’t be scared..."
Commander Zhang looked askance at the beauty atop him, "An old flame?"
Feeling the man’s rising anger, Liu Yunyi quickly giggled, "What old flame? He might just be some clueless kid who, after watching a few plays, thinks he’s the hero."
Loo Zijun looked at Liu Yunyi in disbelief as if he were meeting her for the first time.