The Lily Bundle Journey of an Iceberg Woman and an Arrogant Girl

Down the mountain path, a maiden on a poor horse galloped swiftly. What was even more astonishing was that the maiden's upper body was tightly bound by a bundle of silvery-white ropes, leaving her only able to control the horse with her legs. Dense ropes formed a net over her full breasts, the roots of which were tightly wrapped, making them appear exceptionally perky, as if they would burst through her clothes at any moment. A knot at her abdomen divided into three strands that wrapped around her back from both sides of her waist and [X_X]. Her hands were bound behind her back, her forearms tightly secured together below the elbows. A rope led from her wrists, hoisting her hands towards her neck and chest, tied at the base of her breasts, casting a peculiar glow under the moonlight. The maiden's hair was disheveled, her expression one of extreme panic, as if she were fleeing from someone. Her pretty face was smeared with dirt and mud, but upon closer inspection, the features on her dirty little face were exceptionally delicate. Even in her simple, plain clothes, she couldn't conceal the radiant sparkle in her clear blue eyes and her inherently stunning beauty. Her name was Jiang Xiruo. Her father was a renowned master in the martial arts world, and their family's sword technique was unparalleled. It was precisely this inherited sword technique that attracted the covetous eyes of some major sects. A month ago, the Qingling Sect launched a surprise attack on her home. Her parents died at their hands while saving her, and she herself was captured and subjected to torment in their dungeon. Today, they were supposed to transport her elsewhere, but she seized the opportunity when they loosened the ropes binding her legs and escaped. In a daze, the horse beneath her began to pant heavily. To escape, the maiden had ridden non-stop through the night since mounting the horse. Along the way, she hadn't even had a sip of water or a bite of food, leaving her utterly exhausted. How much more so for this ordinary, poor horse? Finally, after an unknown duration of running, the horse collapsed on the ground, its breathing ragged. Jiang Xiruo was thrown to the ground. With her bound hands unable to support her, she could only watch helplessly as she fell onto the road. The horse beside her also seemed to be on its last breath.

Her left hand gripped the right hand of the woman in black. The latter's slender, jade-like fingers pinched her thumb and middle finger together, resembling an untouchable white lotus. Her half-exposed, snow-white arms were like a crystal-clear Tianshan snow lotus, unstained by any dust. When this ice-cold beauty appeared, it was as if everything had frozen. Even though everyone present was a woman, none had ever seen such a celestial, peerless beauty. "This... this is that man-eating monster..." someone whispered in the crowd, but her companion quickly warned her to be silent. The ice-cold beauty paid no mind. She merely stared coldly at the dirty, little beauty opposite the woman in black, who was tightly bound by ropes. Her arms were entwined with ropes, folded in half at the middle and tied into a loop around her neck, pressing against her ossein-white throat. The ropes then wrapped around to the front, passed under her armpits, and returned to her back. They were wound twice around her upper arms before being pulled to her back and tied into several tight knots. The two ends of the rope were then combined into one strand, draped over her fair left shoulder, looped over her right shoulder, and tangled with the previous knots on her back. Her forearms were also bound tightly, her wrists crossed and secured, cinching her upper body. Her fingers were almost touching the back of her head. The ropes, originating from behind her shoulders, crossed in front, tightening around her ample breasts before looping back to intertwine with the ropes binding her wrists. The extended ends of the wrist ropes were then used to tightly encircle her slender waist several times. Her full breasts were bound and crisscrossed by various ropes, appearing plump and prominent. Her small feet were bare, standing in the hot spring, looking utterly pathetic. "You... who are you? Do you know we are from the Qing Ling Sect..." the woman in black, looking at the peerless beauty gripping her arm, finally reacted and quickly lowered her violet eyes. "You come to my domain and then ask who I am. How amusing," the ice-cold beauty said coldly. "I am Murong Yan. May I ask the immortal's name?" Murong Yan felt the oppressive aura of the newcomer and her voice weakened. The ice-cold beauty merely glanced at her coldly, offering no reply.

"You said that, Jiang Xiruo felt a little unconvinced, and snorted, 'I'm willing, who asked you to meddle? And it's not because you tied me up like this that I was...'" Jiang Xiruo said, sticking out her tongue in a grimace, but her voice trailed off as she lowered her head shyly. "You... what are you doing here? Why didn't you tie me to death in this room, on this bed?" Jiang Xiruo said hatefully, looking at Luo Lingyan. She then noticed some food boxes outside, realizing she had been tied to the bed for quite some time and was feeling hungry. "You're my maid, who will serve me if you die?" Luo Lingyan replied, her attitude still aloof. However, the thought that this so-called maid had done nothing for the past two days, and that she had been cooking for her all along, felt wrong. "Hmph, I'm just..." "Gulp...", Jiang Xiruo was about to retort, but her stomach growled. She thought to herself, a wise person knows when to yield. "Since you... you brought food, why don't you bring it in." Luo Lingyan said nothing, brought in the food boxes, and opened them. Inside was a large bowl of black chicken soup, along with venison, fruits and vegetables, and two steamed buns. Hunger made Jiang Xiruo drool. If she hadn't been tied up, she would have already jumped off the bed and started feasting. "Here, eat." Luo Lingyan took out a plate and brought it to Jiang Xiruo, saying, "Now that you're tied up, I instinctively thought I should feed you." Jiang Xiruo also instinctively opened her mouth. Their eyes met, and they looked at each other, suddenly feeling a blush of shyness. "We're eating, aren't you going to untie me?" Jiang Xiruo asked, wiggling her body. She didn't know why, but being fed by Luo Lingyan made her heart flutter like a startled deer. "You... you eat yourself." As Jiang Xiruo spoke, Luo Lingyan said the same thing. Then, she put the food box aside and began to untie the ropes on Jiang Xiruo. What puzzled Jiang Xiruo the most was that the icy beauty's small face seemed to be flushed, and she was somewhat absent-minded while untying her. She tied someone up, groped her all over, played with her breasts and feet, yet acted as if it was nothing. How could a few glances at each other make things so awkward? Jiang Xiruo thought, looking at Luo Lingyan, but she herself blushed first. "After you finish eating, clean this up and go back to your room," Luo Lingyan said after untying Jiang Xiruo. She then sat down on a chair, turned her body away, and no longer looked at Jiang Xiruo.

"Speaking of which, it's been so long since Ye Lingyun arrived that I haven't tied you up. Since he's not here, I won't let you off," Luo Lingyan said, picking up a rope and binding Jiang Xiruo from head to toe. She then pulled Jiang Xiruo's hands, which were already behind her back, together and yanked them upwards forcefully until they could no longer be raised, almost reaching her neck. This action caused Jiang Xiruo to involuntarily arch her chest forward, her magnificent breasts surging outwards. Luo Lingyan tightly wrapped Jiang Xiruo's wrists together, then her forearms, elbows, and upper arms. After binding her elbows and upper arms, she pulled two more strands of rope from her wrists and tied them securely. Then, she pulled two strands of rope from her wrists and yanked them up to tie them around Jiang Xiruo's delicate neck. As her hands were pulled up like this, her soft neck was also constricted by the rope. She let out a soft moan, "Ah..." Her charming voice further ignited Luo Lingyan's passion as she continued binding her. "No," Jiang Xiruo struggled, twisting her body. "You clearly set me up. It was your idea to have Brother Ye go down the mountain today." "I want to set you up because I want to tie you up," Luo Lingyan said, her hands not stopping. She used the rope to bind Jiang Xiruo's slender, jade-like legs together from her ankles, wrapping layer by layer until just above her knees. She then wound several strands of rope between the upper and lower ropes binding her legs, tying knots to secure them and prevent slipping, while also leaving some space for her thighs to be slightly apart. "Tying you up in this snowy weather is quite interesting, more so than in a room," Luo Lingyan said, caressing Jiang Xiruo's beautiful legs as she continued to bind her. "Hmph, you said you'd practice martial arts with me, but it turns out it was all for yourself," Jiang Xiruo said resentfully, looking at Luo Lingyan. She deliberately twisted her delicate body to show resistance, but it only highlighted her helplessness and inability to break free. "I said I'd practice martial arts with you, and didn't I? You lost to me, so you deserve to be punished," Luo Lingyan said, tying the final knot on Jiang Xiruo's jade legs. "Hmph, tie me up, tie me to death," Jiang Xiruo turned her face away, ignoring Luo Lingyan. "You said it yourself, so I won't be polite. Don't worry, I'll do my best," Luo Lingyan said, finishing binding Jiang Xiruo's beautiful legs. She then moved in front of Jiang Xiruo, pulling the rope from her fair, delicate neck down to the base of her firm, partially revealed breasts, tightly constricting them several times. This pushed Jiang Xiruo's sexy breasts out to their maximum, her pink nipples almost clearly visible. She then wove the rope pulled from Jiang Xiruo's neck into a tight mesh pattern, encircling the base of each breast with a mesh loop. She then used two more mesh loops to tightly secure the center of each breast. In this way, Jiang Xiruo's proud breasts were divided into two sections by the ropes. "Why do you always tie up my chest?" Jiang Xiruo asked curiously, looking at Luo Lingyan's arrangement of her breasts. "Because your chest looks even more magnificent when tied up," Luo Lingyan said with a giggle. She hadn't expected herself to say such a thing, and indeed, unintentionally, her closeness with Jiang Xiruo had surpassed her imagination. "Mmm... mmm..." After Luo Lingyan finished binding her, Jiang Xiruo knew there was no escape. Today, she could only be at Luo Lingyan's mercy again. Luo Lingyan looked at Jiang Xiruo before her, her flawless delicate body appearing even more alluring against the backdrop of the ropes. After finishing binding Jiang Xiruo, Luo Lingyan held her in her arms. Looking at the surrounding snowdrifts, she suddenly revealed a mischievous smile. Jiang Xiruo saw this smile but didn't know what it meant. Suddenly, Luo Lingyan threw her out, and she landed in a snowdrift. "Pfft, pfft, pfft... Are you trying to kill me?" Lying in the snowdrift, Jiang Xiruo gasped for air, her delicate face slightly flushed, her blue eyes blinking lightly. However, this time, she didn't feel the same pain as before. Instead, she felt a sense of lightness and amusement, perhaps realizing her martial arts had greatly improved. No wonder all the martial artists in the world yearned for advancement in martial arts. It turned out that once you truly delved into it, all the experiences were so wonderful. Her heart felt as if it were being drawn out by something. The simple blue and white plain dress she wore rippled slightly with her every breath, creating a wonderfully pleasing sight. Luo Lingyan smiled and walked up to Jiang Xiruo, looking at her bound tightly by the ropes and lying in the snowdrift, like the only beautiful scene on a blank canvas. She gently touched the girl's forehead with her hand. "I tied you up to let you know that your strength is still weak. Not to mention encountering masters with internal energy, even encountering an ordinary person who can fight a little would be no match for you." "Give me a break, you just did it for yourself, you just wanted to tie me up," Jiang Xiruo said angrily. Then, while Luo Lingyan wasn't paying attention, she actually bit down on Luo Lingyan's wrist, biting down hard before releasing. "What are you doing..." Luo Lingyan didn't expect Jiang Xiruo to do that and actually let her succeed. However, when she was bitten, her internal energy was about to activate for self-protection. She immediately restrained her internal energy, which prevented Jiang Xiruo's teeth from being injured. "Hmph, this is your punishment for tying me up. We're even. You..." Jiang Xiruo's eyes seemed to contain a brilliant galaxy. The gentle girl paused and said, "Do what you want to do... But, Luo Lingyan, I'm telling you, sooner or later, I'll make you beg for mercy at my hands."

Xiao Yixuan approached Luo Lingyan with the rope, who merely shot her a cold glance and remained still. Meanwhile, Jiang Xiruo, still in agony, tried to intervene. Seeing Luo Lingyan’s lack of resistance, Xiao Yixuan smiled with satisfaction and began her binding. The rope she held was specially made for capturing Luo Lingyan this time, and Luo Lingyan recognized its potency. It was said that once bound, escape was impossible. However, with Jiang Xiruo held captive, Luo Lingyan was helpless. Xiao Yixuan moved behind Luo Lingyan, wrapping her arms with the rope. She twisted Luo Lingyan’s arms backward, binding her wrists together. Then, she wound the rope several times around her arms, tightening it securely. Next, Xiao Yixuan used another rope to bind Luo Lingyan’s arms to her body, securing it tightly around her waist. Luo Lingyan felt her body firmly immobilized, unable to move. Next, Xiao Yixuan circled around and wrapped another rope across Luo Lingyan’s chest. She threaded the rope under Luo Lingyan’s armpits and then crossed it over her back. Finally, Xiao Yixuan used the rope to secure Luo Lingyan’s arms to her back, causing her chest to protrude, making it even more prominent. To prevent Luo Lingyan from later untying the ropes with her fingers, Xiao Yixuan picked up another rope. She first wrapped it around Luo Lingyan’s body, then bound the wrists already tied behind her back two more times, tightening the knot. She then separated the ends, bringing the left rope head horizontally to Luo Lingyan’s upper left arm. After one wrap, she tied two tight knots, then another wrap with two tight knots. The rope end was pulled back to the wrist and securely tied to Luo Lingyan’s slender right thumb. She neatly wrapped it around her right thumb twice, then tied several tight knots. The right end of the rope was treated the same as the left, wrapping around the upper right arm twice before being pulled taut and tied to the wrist, then secured to the left thumb. This way, Luo Lingyan’s fingers were restricted by the ropes, unable to reach any part of her body. After tightly binding Luo Lingyan’s upper body, Xiao Yixuan smiled and admired her handiwork. Luo Lingyan’s hands were almost touching the back of her head. Her graceful figure, smooth jade legs, slightly sweaty delicate nose, helpless gaze, and exquisite face all deeply captivated Xiao Yixuan. She gently lifted Luo Lingyan’s beautiful head, only to see her looking back with the same coldness, showing no sign of a captive. This displeased her slightly. Looking at Luo Lingyan, she said, “Still so proud. I like it. I’ll let you know the power of our Tianji Pavilion later and give you the punishment you deserve.” “Hmph!” Luo Lingyan snorted, completely ignoring Xiao Yixuan’s words and the binding. Her attention was entirely focused on Jiang Xiruo. Seeing Luo Lingyan disregard her, Xiao Yixuan became even more displeased. She picked up another rope and tied Luo Lingyan’s ankles together. The rope secured Luo Lingyan’s ankles, preventing her legs from moving. Xiao Yixuan wound the rope several times along her legs, then used another rope to bind Luo Lingyan’s legs to her body. Luo Lingyan’s legs were bent, her body contorted into a prominent “V” shape. Xiao Yixuan then picked up a rope and began wrapping it from the top of Luo Lingyan’s head, winding it down her body until it reached her ankles. Xiao Yixuan repeatedly wrapped the rope, as if weaving a spiderweb, making Luo Lingyan’s body even more securely bound. “I’m already bound. Aren’t you going to quickly disperse her cultivation?” Luo Lingyan urged as soon as Xiao Yixuan finished binding her, pressing her to remove the itching poison from Jiang Xiruo. “You are truly loyal and righteous. I’m starting to like you,” Xiao Yixuan said with a smile, reaching out to stroke Luo Lingyan’s pretty face. “Disperse it now!” Luo Lingyan ignored her, continuing to urge. “Alright, I’ll listen to you…” Before Xiao Yixuan could finish speaking, she suddenly heard a noise from behind and spun around abruptly, leaping several feet away.

"Don't worry, Luo Lingyan, I'll treat you well, just as you treated me back then," Jiang Xiruo said with a smile. "I'm going to tie you up tightly with this rope, so tight you won't be able to move. Speaking of which, this is the same rope you used to tie me up the first time." "You actually kept this… you really are…" For some reason, Luo Lingyan felt a touch of emotion. "Fine, do as you please." "Hahaha, it's a deal then. I don't want to make you proud, but you're truly beautiful. A super beauty like a celestial being like you, I can't let you go." Jiang Xiruo said with a laugh. As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Xiruo grabbed the rope and, from top to bottom, began to meticulously bind Luo Lingyan's exquisite, delicate body. With a playful smile in her eyes, Jiang Xiruo slowly picked up the rope and carefully wound it around Luo Lingyan's slender wrists. The rope gently tightened, encircling them, forming a beautiful pattern, like an elegant flower of restraint. Jiang Xiruo's fingers skillfully adjusted the tightness of the rope, ensuring it was snug without causing Luo Lingyan too much discomfort. She carefully observed Luo Lingyan's expression and found that she still had her usual icy demeanor. This only made Jiang Xiruo feel more determined to punish her. She extended the rope from Luo Lingyan's hands to her wrists, then upwards through her forearms. Jiang Xiruo artfully navigated the curves of Luo Lingyan's soft arms, each loop perfectly placed, both securely binding her and accentuating her graceful posture. The rope lightly touched Luo Lingyan's skin, as if imbuing her with a unique rhythm, beautifully sealing her hands. The rope continued to ascend, wrapping around Luo Lingyan's slender forearms and upper arms. Jiang Xiruo tied them tightly and delicately, the rope tracing the soft lines of Luo Lingyan's arms, like an elegant work of art. Each strand of rope was meticulously placed on Luo Lingyan's arms, showcasing a refined aesthetic. When Jiang Xiruo finished binding Luo Lingyan's hands, she smiled and admired her masterpiece. Luo Lingyan's hands were bound in a complex knot, the ropes fixed tightly, every part appearing distinct and beautiful. The intricate patterns of the rope on Luo Lingyan's skin sketched an alluring and enchanting picture, adding a touch of mystery and charm to her. Luo Lingyan felt the restraint of the rope, but a conflicted feeling arose within her. She had once been tied up by others to save Jiang Xiruo, and at the time, she hadn't thought much of it, but she had felt it was an insult to her peerless skills. Now, being tied by Jiang Xiruo felt entirely different. A sense of pleasure and enjoyment seemed to ripple within her, yet it still felt at odds with her pride. "Ugh…!" Luo Lingyan's inner thoughts manifested, and her hands involuntarily struggled. Jiang Xiruo, however, seemed oblivious to Luo Lingyan's thoughts. She had tied Luo Lingyan up many times before, and now that she finally had this opportunity, she wasn't about to let it go easily. "What's wrong? Are you regretting it? Haha, there's no turning back now." Jiang Xiruo gazed at Luo Lingyan, a teasing glint in her eyes, and continued her binding. After finishing with Luo Lingyan's hands, Jiang Xiruo began to meticulously adorn Luo Lingyan's upper body. Jiang Xiruo's fingers gently threaded through the loops of the rope, winding it around Luo Lingyan's slender shoulders like an exquisite necklace. The rope extended downwards from Luo Lingyan's shoulders, encircling her delicate breasts and accentuating her alluring curves. The rope traced the contours of Luo Lingyan's chest, like a piece of exquisite art, bringing her charm to the forefront. Each strand of rope was intricately tied around Luo Lingyan's breasts, displaying a unique beauty. The rope continued its descent from Luo Lingyan's chest, wrapping around her waist. Jiang Xiruo gently tightened the rope, allowing it to conform closely to Luo Lingyan's waistline without causing her excessive discomfort. The rope outlined the slender curve of Luo Lingyan's waist, making her body's lines even more perfect. Luo Lingyan's delicate breasts were held captive by Jiang Xiruo's rope, and it seemed reluctant to let go. Her beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Xiruo with a hint of resentment. "Jiang Xiruo, don't go too far. Just tie me up loosely," her icy expression,娇怨 (jiāo yuàn -娇媚 and 怨恨, a mix of charming and resentful) tone, gentle demeanor, and exquisite body formed a discordant yet captivating combination that was the peerless expert, the martial arts fairy Luo Lingyan. "Hmph, so stingy. Weren't you the same when you tied me up last time? You tied me up so many times, and I never acted like this," Jiang Xiruo retorted, while continuing to apply more force, passing the rope down through Luo Lingyan's abdomen, binding her body tightly. It outlined her soft and alluring lines, allowing the rope and Luo Lingyan's upper body to merge perfectly. And because Luo Lingyan dared to speak disrespectfully to her, Jiang Xiruo used considerable force this time. After Jiang Xiruo completed binding Luo Lingyan's upper body, she paused and smiled, admiring her work with great satisfaction. Luo Lingyan's upper body was now exquisitely adorned with rope, every part appearing so beautiful. The texture of the rope on Luo Lingyan's skin sketched a graceful picture, as if adding a touch of mystery and charm to her restraint. Luo Lingyan felt the touch of the rope, her heart rate quickened slightly, and her breathing became rapid. Her martial arts cultivation was extremely high, and she had never felt this way even when sparring with various masters, yet here she was, tied up by Jiang Xiruo. Her upper body was tightly bound by the rope, her shoulders, breasts, slender waist, and arms all meticulously restrained. Each binding was fixed firmly, allowing her to experience a unique sensation. "Luo Lingyan, you are truly beautiful, but I also contributed to it. I've made you even more beautiful," Jiang Xiruo said with a smile. "What does my beauty have to do with you?" Luo Lingyan said, twisting her body, which was tightly bound by the rope. For some reason, she was actually starting to enjoy this feeling. "Don't think I don't know, you must like this feeling too," Jiang Xiruo said, then forcefully cupped Luo Lingyan's breasts, a playful smile on her face. At this moment, looking at Luo Lingyan's delicate and graceful figure before her, her curves accentuated by the tight rope, she appeared so alluring. And her smooth, slender legs were just as enticing. It would be a shame not to tie them up. Seeing that Jiang Xiruo had seen through her thoughts, Luo Lingyan turned her head away and remained silent. Jiang Xiruo, having adorned Luo Lingyan's upper body with rope and outlined her delicate curves with the binding patterns, then began to tie up Luo Lingyan's peerless beautiful legs.

"Still an ice queen, Jiang Xiruo thought. But she'd seen her share of ice queens, and they all ended up in her grasp. The thought made Jiang Xiruo blush involuntarily. 'If you're going to tie me, hurry up, or I'll break free and you'll regret it,' the female assassin spoke first, seeing Jiang Xiruo's sudden blush and the wicked, ill-intentioned smile that spread across her face. Jiang Xiruo's expression made her uneasy. 'Since you're so eager, I won't be polite,' Jiang Xiruo said happily. If the other party was asking to be bound, she certainly wouldn't refuse. 'I'm not eager,' the female assassin sputtered, surprised that her casual remark had been twisted by Jiang Xiruo. Unsure how to retort, she simply fell silent. Jiang Xiruo faced the female assassin, holding the Dragon Vein Rope. She unfurled it with practiced ease. The Dragon Vein Rope was a white cord, as pure and flawless as ice and snow, swaying gently. Jiang Xiruo meticulously arranged the rope, preparing to bind the female assassin securely. The female assassin possessed a graceful figure, and Jiang Xiruo had witnessed her formidable skills. Yet, before Jiang Xiruo, she was like a helpless little bird, ensnared by an invisible net. Jiang Xiruo carefully wound the rope around the assassin's wrists, beginning to bind her hands. The Dragon Vein Rope, slender yet resilient, coiled around the assassin's delicate wrists. The crisscrossing knots reflected Jiang Xiruo's cold beauty. Though bound, the assassin's icy gaze remained unwavering, as if she stood on a frigid mountain peak, impervious to any storm. Jiang Xiruo didn't stop. She deftly looped the rope around the assassin's elbows, each movement as fluid and graceful as a dance. The rope danced at her fingertips, like an unseen melody, playing a breathtaking tune. Next, Jiang Xiruo tightly wrapped the rope around the assassin's arms, securing them together. As she bound, Jiang Xiruo keenly observed the assassin's reactions. Despite the restraints, the assassin maintained her aloof demeanor, showing no struggle or resistance, as if she hadn't been captured at all. Even bound, the female assassin retained her noble and cold aura, like a stunning, frigid sculpture. 'You've fallen this far, and you're still so arrogant. Let's see how I deal with you later,' Jiang Xiruo thought, looking at the assassin. As she thought, Jiang Xiruo had already looped the rope around the assassin's delicate neck, forming a beautiful collar. The rope pressed against her throat, creating a sense of pressure, while simultaneously tracing radiant lines on her neck, like stars in the sky, exuding a mysterious and captivating aura. Jiang Xiruo couldn't help but feel proud of her work. She was getting better and better at binding. This female assassin, though fierce, was undeniably beautiful, not inferior to Luo Lingyan upon closer inspection. It was precisely because of her beauty that the rope could accentuate her allure so perfectly. Jiang Xiruo continued binding, her thoughts drifting. The rope descended from the assassin's neck, looping around her slender shoulders, outlining her noble and elegant form. The rope wound around her chest, making her graceful figure even more captivating. The assassin's body seemed like a perfect sculpture, frozen in space by the rope, radiating an irresistible charm. The texture of the rope left faint marks on the assassin's skin, not only restraining her body but also acting like brushstrokes, outlining her perfect contours and lines. Each strand of rope was a meticulous and skillful touch from Jiang Xiruo, making the assassin's form appear even more flawless. Jiang Xiruo secretly rejoiced. It was truly a stroke of luck to have acquired her from Nangong Yu. Jiang Xiruo continued her binding, using the rope to showcase her elegance, nobility, and mystery to their fullest. At this point, the assassin's hands were tightly bound behind her back. Her body was slightly arched, fully displaying her proud, [X_X] chest. The rope wrapped around her waist, accentuating her slender figure even more. Her legs were securely bound, like a pair of exquisite artworks, drawing one in. Jiang Xiruo approached the female assassin, carefully inspecting each strand of rope, ensuring her body was tightly secured. The assassin's body appeared exceptionally pliant under the restraints, yet she maintained her haughty demeanor, radiating an aura that made one hesitant to approach, even when bound. Once she was certain the binding was secure, Jiang Xiruo lifted the female assassin and placed her onto the sleeping mat. She brought the assassin's legs together, then took another Dragon Vein Rope. With practiced ease, she looped it around the assassin's ankles, forming a beautiful knot. The rope on her delicate ankles looked exceptionally tender, like a blooming lotus, almost too beautiful to touch. Jiang Xiruo then wound the rope around the assassin's calves and knees, tying knots at each point, forming an exquisite bow. The assassin's feet were bound together by the rope, resembling a pair of stunning lotuses, emanating a captivating beauty."

Liu Yuqing twirled a strand of hair around her finger, looking at Lin Yurou. "Miss Lin, which of these things do you think you can endure? Should I first disfigure your face with a branding iron, or should I use pliers to pull out your fingernails one by one, or perhaps insert a steel needle into the sole of your foot?" Lin Yurou, clad in a red silk gown, felt the breeze whisper through the cave, rustling against her skin with an inexplicable itch. Her face was flushed, but her heart was fearless. She said calmly, "Can't get the man, so you're taking it out on me? I suggest you kill me. That way, no one will compete with you for that devil anymore." "Such a sharp tongue," Liu Yuqing suppressed the rage in her chest. Since childhood, even her husband had never dared to treat her this way, yet she was being humiliated by this prisoner. Her heart pounded erratically, but she maintained a facade of indifference, letting out a soft giggle and winking. "Miss Lin, I certainly won't kill you, nor will I harm your skin. How about this... I'll show you a good show first." The maids, tightly restraining the green-dressed girl, continued to push her into a torture chamber. In the center of the chamber stood a large bench, its backrest shaped like a cross, made of wrought iron weighing over eight hundred pounds. At the end of the bench was a pair of leg stocks, adjustable so that even the most slender feet couldn't escape once secured. "Madam... spare Xue'er... Xue'er was only following the Prince's orders. Please don't make it difficult for Miss Lin... When the Prince returns, he will be displeased... Don't..." The green-dressed girl's beautiful eyes blinked frantically, her lips moving ceaselessly. No matter what she said, it was useless. In fact, these words only agitated Liu Yuqing further, solidifying her resolve to punish the little green-dressed girl. She signaled the maids to hurry. The little green-dressed girl was placed on the rack, her wrists and arms lifted and pressed against the cross-shaped chair. Her legs were aligned with the bench, and her feet were secured in the leg stocks. The torture chamber was eerie and terrifying. Being placed on the rack, her heart grew more tense, as if she could hear the wails of ghosts, sending shivers down her spine. Once the green-dressed girl's feet were firmly locked in the stocks, the other maids removed her embroidered shoes, revealing a pair of small feet wrapped in white stockings. Her toes curled shyly, her emotions directly conveyed to her feet. The stockings were quickly peeled off, and her fair, delicate feet were fully exposed. The cave's breeze blew across her soles, causing Xue'er to let out a soft whimper. Lin Yurou remained silent at the sight. Though kind-hearted, she did not plead for the little green-dressed girl. Liu Yuqing giggled. "I heard this little maid was just a pawn my husband casually placed in various locations to gather intelligence. I didn't expect your family to take her in, and in the end, she bit the hand that fed her~ Do you think this little maid is ungrateful or loyal? I can't quite figure her out~ What do you say, Miss Lin? If I help you vent your anger this time, will you remember my kindness?" Lin Yurou looked at the little maid on the rack, then turned to Liu Yuqing and said two words: "Disgusting." It was clear who she was referring to. Liu Yuqing could no longer maintain her composure. She reached out and grabbed the beauty's neck. "Good! I can't kill you, but I know you're very ticklish. After I torment this little maid, I'll let you experience what 'bliss' is! Why are you showing fear now? As expected, you're just a slut who has no bottom line when your feet are tickled!" While Liu Yuqing spoke, two maids each picked up a small wooden brush and placed it directly on the green-dressed girl's feet. The brushes had fine bristles, not sharp. If dealing with female assassins skilled in martial arts, a normal brush would suffice. For frail, ordinary women, this special torture instrument with its resilient yet not sharp bristles was used, delivering firm pressure without piercing the skin.