Chapter 14

"Ahh!"

"You dare go out! What if the First Prince comes here and finds you gone?! You whore!"

The Head Maid or Baba was about to slap me again but I moved away. "No. No. Li Jia Ying is sorry."

Now I've developed a skill and that is saying sorry so flawlessly without really saying it wholeheartedly.

"You think that will help?! Come here!"

I shook my head acting terrified.

"You don't ah."

Nope!

"How stubborn!"

"Ack!"

I stumbled when she kicked my knee.

"This is your punishment!"

"No! Ahk pain pain."

Baba started kicking me again on my stomach. I tried to roll, but I stopped feeling the intense pain in my knee. My breath hitched.

"..."

This is just pathetic. The kick was not that hard but why does it hurt so bad! I'm so weak!

"Useless girl. Why are we even here! This is all your fault!"

This stinky trash always lashes out her anger on me and blames me for her worthless life. It's not my fault that you were given slaps as a punishment by the Second Prince when you took me to your abode to do some sinful stuffs.

"Why aren't you crying?! Why aren't you telling me to stop? Hmp! Then I'll kick you more!"

"Hngk!"

Why should I? As if you'll stop when I tell you. Do you think I don't know a thing or two about humans like you with shvtty behavior? Asking you to stop would stimulate you more to kick and beat me to death, dvmbass.

After a while, Baba must have felt bored after kicking me for some time knowing I won't react, and just harrumphed walking away.

"Ahtchetche."

That hurts. Owtsu. I can't even stand up properly.

"I don't like pain."

Even if I received her beating without much resistance it still hurts.

"That old granny is in her menopausal stage every single day."

Always lashing out, always screaming, and always barking like a fearsome pitbull.

I slowly trotted going to my room and just like old times, starve myself to sleep. It's still a miracle that I didn't die out of starvation.

"Ow."

I'm sure there aren't even medicines reserved for me. The pain of being a villainess. I'm sure I'm only the transmigrated person who's like this. What an achievement. *note the sarcasm*

My knees kept trembling, dancing their own freestyle Zumba wherein there comes to a point where no one was looking in my direction and I can't take it anymore I crawled before slowly standing up seeing my home ahead limping towards my destination.

"Oh look at that dog, she's standing up."

I didn't mind the maids and just continued limp-walking.

If I have enough power I would have burned you all. No, that seems easy for them to die. Well, it's just an 'if' anyway.

It took me ages before I saw the entrance of my courtyard. Even if it's near, for someone who's beaten like me I'm slower than a turtle. Seeing my dilapidated home, I'm quite touched. Even if this is the place where Li Jia Ying suffered so as I, just looking at the entrance and knowing my bed is inside, I'm truly relieved. Well, I guess it's better than sleeping anywhere like an animal.

Hold on.

Why are the maids coming towards me in panic?

"Quick grab that retard. We only have a little time!"

"Eh? Aiya! Don't grab!"

Miamor! My intestines, bowels, and my heart! I'm being internally pierced so badly! I've just seen the abyss in a blink of an eye.

What's with the rush?!

"Hmp. Be silent! If you're so stubborn then you'll be beaten more than that!"

Not having any other choice I gritted my teeth as they pulled me inside. Throwing me to take a bath and took a bucket of water recklessly splashing it on my body, pulling me out, rubbing my skin with the roughest texture of fabric I have ever experienced, and clothing me like a bag of sack. Brushing my hair with urgency and simply making a braid. Everything was done not more than ten minutes and they still looked impatient.

All in all, it felt like fire and brimstone.

"Compose your breath!"

I'm barely composing my breath! I want to roar.

"Don't ever say a word that you've been beaten or the Head Maid will beat you again. Understand?"

"Yes."

"And walk normally. Not like that! Li Jia Ying!"

"Ay..."

Motherfvcker.

I'm feeling intense pain right now! I can even see black spots everywhere!

"Walk!"

Grrr.

This makes me angry, so angry I could cry from being furious.

When I went out and took a step my knees began to tremble much worse than before. Even my will to force myself to walk as best as I could was still useless. I immediately slumped on the ground. My strong will can still persevere but my body can't take it anymore.

I sighed.

Even sighing hitched my breath I can't continue moving forward. I'll just...lay like this.

"Fool get up! Ugh! Just get up!"

I don't care anymore. My body refuses to get up. I'm feeling tremendous pain right now. This body is weak even from the start and yet you kept on abusing me.

"What should we do?!"

"Then let's drag her!"

"But..."

"Do you think the Grand Empress really cares?! Let's just tell her the retard is so disobedient we have to beat and carry her."

"Then let's do so."

Grabbing both of my hands there's nothing for my unresponsive body to do but be dragged. Even my own will, as a person there's nothing much left in me but be hauled by these people.

The more I'm being pulled, either when there is a slope or lump on the ground I would just bite my lip the taste of blood triggered my taste buds. Every part of my body feels insurmountable pain. Even if I want to cry, there was nothing. It'll just form a lump on my throat down to my chest and the only way to reduce this bitter resentment I have is to laugh.

"Hah. Haha!"

Laughing madly. "Hahaha!"

Ugh. My breath. I don't even have the privilege to laugh a little longer.

"Be quiet you retard!"

"Don't be so troublesome!"

"Such a waste to let you live."

I hate them. I hate them all. Every one of them. I hate this. Everything. I hate this world. This novel. Hate. More so, I hate myself.

Kill.

The only relieving word that makes this painful sensation lessen is muttering the word 'kill' as my only mantra. Continuously thinking about blood, dead bodies, chopped hands, feet, head—blood. Pictures of bloody images rushed into my mind. Yes, that's it. That's my relief.

Surviving... "Hah."

"Mama..."

Oh, how I miss you so much.

Your child, she's easily drained, lacks any form of strong will, and is always tired of walking forward.