Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!-Chapter 142 - 136: A Very Long - (Part 3)

The Hidden Guard quickly dodged away.

The Second Prince, however, seemed to understand something. As he watched the girl’s expression turn to fear, he continuously shouted at the Hidden Guard, "Save me! Save me!!"

The Hidden Guard ignored him.

He wanted to know what the girl was planning to do.

Accompanied by a scream from the Second Prince, the girl sighed, "Finally cut it off."

The Hidden Guard saw a bloody, mangled piece of flesh drop in front of him, and suddenly felt a pang of pain somewhere.

He turned around to see the young girl smiling bashfully, her hands still stained with blood. Beside her, the Second Prince was clutching his lower body with a terrified look in his eyes, unable to contain the screams spilling from his mouth.

The Hidden Guard suddenly felt that he was wrong; he shouldn’t have said that Mingxu City was simple and honest, my apologies.

"Thank you, brother. Please continue to take the Second Prince elsewhere," the girl politely bowed to the Hidden Guard, not caring that bloodstains had sullied her dress.

The Hidden Guard nodded back to her. The Princess had taught them to be polite to girls.

He must have been very polite just now.

The Hidden Guard thought to himself.

After the girl, the Second Prince’s road became increasingly difficult, as if it were a human experiment; when a person is given free rein, at first, they can restrain their behavior, but when they realize they do not have to be responsible for their actions, they will gradually go mad.

The Second Prince didn’t even have to wait for people to go gradually mad; there were already many who hated him.

At first, these people had been unable to believe or resist due to the Second Prince’s status and the instinctual oppression he exuded, but after the girl, they all understood that the Second Prince was just a person, a person who could be killed. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The outcome was exactly as Shen Jingxian had expected; the Second Prince did not survive the parade for a week’s distance.

He had been mutilated by different women, had his eyes poked out, his tendons in his hands and feet severed, and eventually, unable to endure any longer, he crashed onto an axe and committed suicide.

When Shen Jingxian heard this news, there was a ripple in her heart.

Though she kept telling herself she hadn’t killed him, that she had merely made a pact with the Second Prince and it was he who couldn’t last until the end of their agreement, there was still a bit of an unusual feeling inside her.

She was a modern person. In modern times, if she encountered such bad people, she could hand them over to the police, to the state, and let the state punish the guilty.

But in Dongwu Country, this could not be done, so it had to be her who took action.

Shen Jingxian didn’t want to directly kill the Second Prince. Firstly, there was an indescribable reason she couldn’t accept it, and secondly, she felt that direct death was too cheap for the Second Prince.

The idea she came up with now was because of a story she had heard in the past.

The story originated from an oil painting of a naked woman riding a horse; the woman in the painting was called Madam Godiva.

Madam Godiva was beautiful and graceful, admired greatly by people, but she was often downcast because the faces of the citizens were filled with resentment, and so she wished for her husband, the Earl, to reduce the citizens’ taxes.

The Earl agreed, on the condition that Madam Godiva would ride naked on horseback through the city.

The next morning, Madam Godiva calmly removed her robe and, completely unclothed, mounted a horse and left the manor.

She rode through the city, her body covered only by her long hair, but all the citizens, as if by prior agreement, kept their doors and windows shut, and drew their curtains tight, turning the vast city of Coventry into a silent and empty town.

The Earl was deeply moved and immediately announced a reduction in taxes for the entire city.

It was because of this story that Shen Jingxian thought to parade the Second Prince, where anyone could do anything to him, meaning not only to punish him but also to save him.

If the Second Prince had cultivated even a little goodwill during his life, that slim thread might have been enough to save him, but the result was that he had none.

Shen Jingxian sighed while sitting in her chair, experiencing a kind of emotion she couldn’t describe, but suddenly, that feeling disappeared, and her heart became very calm.

No, to say calm is not quite right; she suddenly longed to see Wen Ranchen.

This longing was like a venom creeping into her bones, gnawing at her soul insidiously.

"Ranchen, Ranchen, where are you..."

Wen Ranchen, who had been nearby making milk tea for Shen Jingxian, immediately moved to her side upon hearing the Princess’s voice, gently asking, "Your Highness, how..."

Before he could finish speaking, a small, soft body carrying a fresh floral scent rushed into his embrace.

"Ranchen, don’t leave me, never leave me, okay?"