Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 446: The little ger’s story

The little boy watched on as he left the small town. He nervously picked at his fingers as he sat in a corner scared. The people on the cart didn’t speak and there was an inexplicable gloom hanging over their heads like they had accepted their fates.

The cart became crammed even more as the slave merchants made several stops to buy more slaves. Finally, they entered the Bi family territory where they were all offloaded like livestock.

They were kept inside a horse stable for a while and through the night the little ger curled up covered in hay for warmth. He was passed out cold that he didn’t hear the other captives get up to run away.

When he woke up the next day he was alone. None of them had bothered to wake him up. Maybe it was because he was a child and he would only slow them down.

Unfortunately for the little ger, the slave merchants took it out on him when all their goods had run off. They whipped him hard until he bled. The barbed whip tore through his flesh and it only took three whips for him to pass out in a pool of blood.

Because he was now damaged goods he was worth almost nothing to them. They left him there to die while looking for the other escaped slaves but Qie Xieling survived against all odds. Impressed by his resilience they kept him as their little servant. He was forced to do the most taxing tasks and if he failed they would threaten to kill him.

After ten years of staying with them, he became an expert. He was the perfect little helper but there was a problem. His face was beginning to transform into a true beauty that could bring down nations. He was after all a ger. That’s when the harassment started in the camp. Most of the men under the slave merchant’s control were losing their minds and fought on occasion because of him. He was becoming such a problem that the leader knew that Qie Xieling had to go.

He decided to sell him off to some rich family as a concubine but before he could sell him off the Bi clan leader came into his compound. He was looking for new servants for his brothel. They were personally hand-picked by him to ensure he got quality goods.

The leader showed him all the stunning women he had recently kidnapped or bought in other territories. Master Bi picked a few women but when he laid eyes on Qie Xieling coming in to serve them liquor he pointed at him and said, "I want him."

The slave trader laughed nervously and said, "He is not for sale."

Master Bi unsheathed his sword and the man changed his mind quickly. That night Qie Xieling was taken to the Bi mansion and was forced to go through harsh training. Master Bi not only wanted him to be a beautiful flower that could lure men into his brothel but also a well-trained killer.

Because he was a ger he was forced to do even more training beyond his capacity and if he failed he would be burnt with an iron rod on the very same spot on his inner thigh.

It was on one such occasion when he had been punished and leaping in pain that he bumped into the young master of the Bi family, Bi Yize.

He hadn’t been home for years training at the infamous Northen temple. When he laid eyes on Qie Xieling it was as though he was stabbed in the heart by Cupid’s arrow.

He followed him around whenever possible. Despite being given the cold shoulder he was relentless in his nagging. All this time Qie Xieling wasn’t under Madam Bi’s radar but when her daughter Bi Yu complained that her gege was always following after the ger it caught her attention.

She went to her husband’s training camp and there was her son obviously staring at the ger with a smitten look on his face. Burning with rage she called Qie Xieling everything but a child of god. She beat him so hard with her whip before trying to disfigure his face. Without that face would her son still look at him?

Before she could slash his face with her dagger her husband grabbed her wrist and said through gritted teeth, "He is my property. You can’t touch him."

After that incident, Qie Xieling was put to work at the brothel spying on wealthy men and Master Bi’s enemies. If he was asked to kill he would. In other words, he was a murder weapon and with his ethereal face, he could get greedy men to trust him. Despite getting Qie Xieling into trouble and almost having him disfigured Bi Yize still snuck in to see him and whisper sweet nothings about redeeming him and making him a bloody concubine. Now he was being led into the lion’s den as a bride in place of Bi Yu but his story would end when he did what he was told to do which was to kill the future clan leader of the Lee clan.

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Qie Xieling abruptly woke up as the bridal sedan slowly rolled to a halt at the border town for the Lee clan’s territory. The clatter of hooves and the buzz of anticipation filled the air as the wedding procession came to a stop in front of a quaint inn. The people in the town looked on hoping to catch a glimpse of their young Lord’s future bride.

"Do we have to stop?" asked Madam Bi seeming very irritable as she got out of the horse-drawn carriage.

Bo Ailun who wanted to buy time and let the young master know about Miss Bi’s escapades replied sternly, "The young miss is filthy. That’s not acceptable to our clan leader."

Qie Xieling, "..."

Why did it feel like Bo Ailun was taking shots at him? It made him seem like he was very dirty as a person.

"We will miss the auspicious hour. This is unacceptable. She can take care of herself when she is there," she said her anger reaching its peak.

"It is very inappropriate. My young master doesn’t accept dirty things," replied Bo Ailun and Qie Xieling who was sitting in the bridal sedan mouthed,

"Wow. Just wow." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Pssh, your young master is the filthy bast-," she said only for her husband to interject.

"Yin Yin." A deep commanding voice came from the horse-drawn carriage she had stepped out from followed by a cane striking the ground three times.

Madam Bi shut her mouth abruptly. Her husband had spoken and it was no use arguing. The curtain of Qie Xieling’s sedan was unceremoniously pulled open.

Qie Xieling had been sitting down all this time and even slept uncomfortably so he hadn’t realised how much pain his muscles were in. When he stood up he winced as his muscles protested against him. Madam Bi might have been told by her husband to back off but she could still treat him with disrespect to her heart’s content. She stood nearby, her piercing gaze fixed on him as he struggled to get out of the bridal sedan. "Help him out of the sedan! We have no time to waste!" she ordered, her voice cutting through the bustling atmosphere. The word ’help’ to her meant to drag him out and her closest maidservant understood her very well.

She obeyed her command and roughly grasped Qie Xieling’s arm. The woman’s grip was firm, bordering on harsh, causing a jolt of irritation to surge through Qie Xieling’s body. It was so painful that Qie Xieling suspected that she would leave a bruise on his arm.

Qie Xieling stumbled forward and almost tripped to the ground. He wanted to shove the woman away but he suppressed his anger and allowed himself to be dragged out of the bridal sedan.

Supported by the mean woman, he was led into the inn, his steps faltering slightly. The ache in his muscles made his entire body scream in pain. It seemed this character could fight when needed but his body was so weak and would tire easily because he was a ger. As they entered the inn, the woman’s grip loosened, but the remnants of the rough handling lingered.

"Don’t make trouble otherwise the madam will deal with you," she threatened when they reached the doors of the room in the inn. Qie Xieling now knew what kind of methods this Madam used. This character had endured it for years and had been forced to be grateful.

He pushed the room door open and by the time he closed the door, there were men from the Bi clan guarding the door making sure he wouldn’t be able to run away. Qie Xieling ran towards the window and peeked through the lace curtains. He wanted to check if he could climb out of the window but looking down he met Bo Ailun’s fierce gaze. With him were several men guarding the inn and it wasn’t to protect him from outsiders but to keep him inside the inn.

"Fuck," he swore under his breath while making a vow to make Bo Ailun pay for this when they get out of the game. Bo Ailun would have to coax him for an entire month for this. He regretted giving him that friendship bracelet in the last world.