Our Binding Love: My Gentle Tyrant Chapter 12 - Abusing You For Your Own Good

Ye Mu was uncovering the haphazardly wrapped gauze from his wound when she heard this. She dipped her head low and melancholy mumbled, "Has your spirit been conquered by tyranny now?"

“What?” Mo Linyuan wasn't able to hear her clearly.

Ye Mu donned a fierce look, trying to brush off her former comment. She replied viciously, “This Young lady can decide any time whether she wants you to live or not—you are just a little slave wrapped around my little finger. How dare you talk so much nonsense?!”

This absurd reply made Mo Linyuan choke at once. He hadn't spoken yet when Ye Xiaolang was already by his side bringing him water.

Ye Mu praised him for his quick response. She then allowed him to help her so they could deal with Mo Linyuan's wound together. The main reason actually was that she was too small now to do such intricate ch.o.r.es. With her short arms and legs, she couldn't even carry a basin of water. If she could, then she wouldn't have to call on someone else.

After wasting a lot of energy, they eventually were able to clean the wound on Mo Linyuan's upper body well. Ye Mu once again lamented how skinny this kid was. What a shame he isn't chubby enough…

Looking at Mo Linyuan's freshly bandaged shoulder and the water drenched in red, Ye Xiaolang's expression was gloomy. With a low voice, he somberly said:

“That Official Liu can't be called a human being! Because Aji refused to give in, he did every barbaric thing to punching, kicking and eventually wounding him with a knife. If it hadn't been for Aji's fast reflexes, the knife wouldn't have gone through his shoulder, but towards his neck…It wouldn't have ended well if he gave in easily. That Official Liu—I watched him kill three people this afternoon as if they were animals to be slaughtered…"

His eyes darkened as he remembered the tragedy of the little slaves who had died before Mo Linyuan's turn.

Ye Mu, silently listening, also felt fury and she gritted her teeth unconsciously. Anyone who tormenters the weak and finds s.a.d.i.s.tic joy in it are nothing but a bunch of sc.u.ms!

Unbeknownst to her, her unconcealed, outraged expression fell into Mo Linyuan's eye, deepening his already confused mind.

It was only then that Ye Xiaolang also suddenly remembered it was the Young lady who  had deliberately sent Mo Linyuan to Official Liu. 'To accept punishment', she had said. Won't the Young lady be mad from being disrespected? He covered his mouth with fear and looked at her timidly.

“All right!” Ye Mu could tell at a glance what they were both thinking, “I won't be able to do such things in the future.”

The two little boys looked at her earnestly. In return, she couldn't help puff out her chest to resolutely say the following words:

“I, Yemu, will absolutely not allow any person under my tutelage to suffer harm.” If they only knew—the former soldiers who had been under her training before had the lowest mortality rate. And they were already grown men! Not to mention two mere children!

Mo Linyuan stayed silent, pensive. On the other hand, Ye Xiaolang was visibly beaming with joy.

“I will do my best to protect the Young lady too!

“Good!” Ye Mu nodded, patting him on the shoulder like a grown woman.

Under the dim glow of the oil lamp, three children were busy on the couch, two were dressed in plain linen and one in expensive silk. From a mere glance, such a scene would already make the observer think this kind of grouping is incompatible. Yet, they were harmonious.

Ye Xiaolang was plagued with thoughts. Perhaps, is it from the Young lady's too attentive expression? She moved and looked as if she was afraid of hurting the other party, even just a little bit.

Is this how the kind of person, as the other slaves have said, who kills people without blinking an eye at a young age, should act?

But it was Mo Linyuan whose head was deep in turmoil. It was like his heart was increasingly getting shocked every time! The Ye Mu he knew would absolutely not treat his wounds so carefully and patiently. Even the mere act of nursing him was impossible! What was she playing at?

Ignorant to the boy's thoughts, Ye Mu took out a small bottle from her sleeves and said to Ye Xiaolang on one side, “You go and keep watch at the door.”

Ye Xiaolang hurriedly complied and went outside to stand guard. After she felt the coast was clear, Ye Mu opened the bottle stopper and a strong scent akin to wine drifted out. She dipped her handkerchief, drenching it in the liquor inside. The moment Mo Linyuan saw it, she hurriedly moved her free hand to cover his mouth! Consequently, the other hand pressed the soaked handkerchief towards the wound on Mo Linyuan's shoulder. His body trembled at once at the stinging pain.