Sweet Rebirth: The Little Healer

"Help! Help!" Zhao Nuanyue cried out again and again, screaming at the top of her lungs, hoping someone would save her. But all she received in return was Mrs. Li’s scornful smile and sinister laugh. No one else responded. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"I’d advise you to save your strength. I’m the one in charge here. No one is coming to save you. Just serve my son well, and if you make him happy, I’ll be a little nicer to you. Otherwise, I’ll torture you slowly until you learn to obey."

’Youth is a wonderful thing!’

"Help! Help! I’m begging you... let me go!" Zhao Nuanyue wailed in despair. "Heavens above, open your eyes! Why do you let the wicked live so well while the good are driven to such despair? Open your eyes and strike these heartless, inhuman monsters dead..."

"Heh heh..." Mrs. Li laughed sinisterly. "Still struggling at a time like this? Still trying to resist? You really expect the heavens to strike me dead? Go on, let them try! Let them come and strike me down... I’ve never believed in that superstitious nonsense. If evil was truly repaid with evil and good with good, I would have died eight hundred times over by now..."

Mrs. Li couldn’t even remember how many evil deeds she had committed or how many people she had framed.

But so what?

Those people were already dead, nothing more than stepping stones for her and her husband’s rise to power. As for retribution, that was just something to fool the common folk. She was alive and well, possessed power and wealth, and could control the lives, deaths, and freedom of others.

Take the present situation, for example. So what if Zhao Nuanyue was beautiful? In Mrs. Li’s eyes, she was nothing but a plaything—a toy to be bartered away.

Zhao Nuanyue’s struggles agitated the impatient Li the Fool, who started slapping her across the face with both hands, one after another.

Her cries for help became muffled and indistinct. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her face became swollen and bruised from Li the Fool’s punches and kicks.

"Help... Yu Sen..." At that moment, the only thing on Zhao Nuanyue’s mind was Hua Yusen’s name. She desperately wished that the man she loved would appear before her when she needed him most, to save her from this hell.

"Don’t waste your breath. No one can save you. If you’ve still got the energy, keep talking, keep struggling. My son will show you what it means to wish for death. You can cry to the heavens and the earth, but no one will answer!" Mrs. Li said viciously. ’How dare she call my son a fool? She’ll have to bear the punishment, torture, and torment a fool can deliver.’

As Li the Fool continued to beat her, Zhao Nuanyue’s consciousness began to fade. In the midst of the assault, the Dragon Roar Grass was broken. Far away in Nianqiao Village, the Little Red Carp grew extremely agitated.

It could sense that Zhao Nuanyue was in trouble. If it didn’t get there in time, she might die.

’Didn’t the master’s beloved Hua Yusen rush over? Why hasn’t he saved her yet?’

Just as Zhao Nuanyue was about to give up all resistance, the door was suddenly smashed open.

The tremendous crash forced Zhao Nuanyue’s eyes open, and she looked toward the newcomer.

’Oh God, had the heavens heard her prayers, heard her cries? Had they sent Hua Yusen to her?’

’Or was her mind playing tricks on her, making her see things?’

Even though Hua Yusen was in disguise, Zhao Nuanyue recognized him instantly by his eyes. It was him.

Hua Yusen raised his leg and kicked Li the Fool squarely. Li the Fool’s burly body crashed to the ground, and he let out a squeal like a stuck pig...

He struggled to his feet to fight back, but Hua Yusen now looked like a demon from hell. The fury in his eyes could have burned Li the Fool to ashes.

The fool didn’t dare to advance, but Hua Yusen wasn’t about to let him go. This idiot had dared to touch his woman, dared to humiliate his woman. He was courting death...

Hua Yusen kicked Li the Fool’s body again and again. Each blow made Li the Fool howl in pain and beg for mercy...

At that moment, Zhao Nuanyue’s mind was filled with nothing but Hua Yusen and a line from a movie she had seen in her past life: "My love is a peerless hero. One day, he will ride a seven-colored cloud to come and marry me."

Though Hua Yusen hadn’t arrived on a multicolored cloud, he was, without a doubt, her peerless hero, rescuing her from her suffering.

At that moment, the physical and mental trauma became too much for Zhao Nuanyue to bear, and she fainted.

Seeing the intruders, Mrs. Li was shocked. "Who are you? This isn’t a place you can just barge into! Get the hell out of here, or I’ll make you pay! Get out! Guards! Guards!"

"You’ll find out who we are soon enough, but this place is no longer your personal fiefdom," Hua Yusen said coldly. "You will pay for what you’ve done and regret it for the rest of your life!"

Mrs. Li froze for a second, then rushed to the window. She saw that the entire area outside was under control.

Mrs. Li was horrified. She had been caught red-handed.

’Who are these people?’

’No, I have to get out of here first. Without evidence, no one can do anything to me!’

Just as Mrs. Li tried to escape, people from outside blocked her path.

Two people pinned Mrs. Li against the wall and handcuffed her. In truth, the best thing for her to do at that moment was to commit suicide and take all the blame. She had tortured many people to death, but she lacked the courage to kill herself.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Mrs. Li shrieked. "I am Li Jianfeng’s wife! Let me go immediately, or you’ll face consequences you can’t afford!"

"Heh. Thanks to your ’good deeds,’ your husband has already been arrested for embezzling public funds," another man said coldly. He then took something and stuffed it directly into Mrs. Li’s mouth, partly because he didn’t want to listen to her endless threats, and partly to prevent her from biting her tongue to commit suicide.

Their target had never been this arrogant, power-abusing Mrs. Li, who was merely borrowing her husband’s authority. It had always been Li Jianfeng—and his position.