His condition was a little embarrassing, but his back was still straight, and his pale lips were drawn into a line. He braced himself to stand on his knees, trembling to get up, but failed.
Two ferocious men dressed as guards came forward, held his shoulders and pressed hard, and the young man knelt down again.
“Forget it, let him off this time. We still need him to fight in the duel later.”
A fat man in brocade robes got out of the carriage, wearing a ridiculous mask of local opera, standing on the front of the carriage and holding a pair of walnut ornaments in his hand, said: “If he is disabled from the beating, what’s there to see anymore in the fighting?”
Hearing the words, the two guards let the young man go.
“Lucky for you, the distinguished guest is willing to spend a lot of money to see you fight.”
One of them kicked the young man and said viciously: “Little bastard, go welcome the distinguished guest to get off the carriage!”
The young man lowered his head, and there was a deep darkness under his mask. He knelt and moved to the side of the carriage in a humiliating posture just like this, and then bit by bit, he lowered his thin back.
“Look at him, what a really good dog!”
The men and women in bright clothes in the surroundings watched and laughed, as if the young man who was pressed on the ground was something dirty and filthy, with disdain and disgust in their eyes.
The man on the carriage seemed to be very satisfied with his performance. He showed off his fat belly and his spotless boots stepped on the back of the young man, and used him as a human stool to get out of the carriage!
The man was full of fat and his weight was beyond ordinary.
The young man let out a muffled groan. His entire upper body sank from the stomp, and his hands were bulging with veins and trembling.
The bluish-black half-mask was knocked off and rolled aside, revealing the young man’s pale and handsome face with injuries.
The sweat trickled down from his jaw, and the broken hair scattered on his forehead covered his gloomy eyes.
At that moment, the last idea of leaving things to chance in Yu Lingxi’s heart disappeared.
Please support this translation by reading it on the translator’s original website http://www.pinnochies.wordpress.com to read the new chapter faster.
There seemed to be a heavy hammer falling in the ear, and roared inside.
She could not help taking a step back from the moving figures around, feeling that some cognition was falling apart, turning the world upside down.
That was really Ning Yin, the young Ning Yin.
The arrogant regent, the lunatic who always wears purple robes and slaughters with a smile, the man who makes the whole world turn pale when they hear his name three years later…
At this time, he was trampled fiercely under the foot, kneeling and kowtowing to an unknown dignitary.
–
Outside the window, the cold rain is drizzling and the fog is misty.
Yu Lingxi didn’t sleep well all night. She was wrapped in a fox fur and leaned on the couch, lost in thought. The half loose hair outlines the beginning of a graceful figure, with some sentiment of an ingenious and delicate state.
It has been two days, and she still couldn’t comprehend what she saw in the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm
The Ning Yin that Yu Lingxi knew was always handsome and noble, and he looked down on all living beings.
He was leaning on a cane with a jade handle inlaid with gold, and even when he killed people and was stained with blood, his posture was extremely elegant, without a trace of embarrassment at all.
Seeing him kneeling at someone’s feet as a human stool, Yu Lingxi doubted the reality of the world for a moment.
When people are under an extreme shock, they cannot feel the pleasure of revenge.
She staggered back, and the only response her body made was to run away.
She didn’t know what she was frightened about.
She just thought inconceivably: Could it be that after her death, the words of curse that she had for Ning Yin, really came true, and heaven really made Ning Yin a slave to pay for his past life’s sins?
“Miss, the kitchen said that the medicinal soup you ordered is ready. Do you want it to be sent to you now?” Hu Tao came in and reported, bringing Yu Lingxi’s thoughts back to reality.
Better get the important thing done first.
Yu Lingxi had no choice but to suppress her thoughts and said: “No need, I’ll get it myself.”
After finishing speaking, she patted her cheeks to refresh herself, got up and went to the kitchen.
Waiting for update? Maybe try reading my other translated story? Thank you!
Pinnochies' Little Translation Corner 
So she never thought that because of this of kind of life he went through that made him became a lunatic? Thanks for the chapter.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, she’s never thought so.
Our ml has already been rumored as cruel and blood thirsty, and his action points as such. People love to judge without trying to find the reason why.
P/s: What make it worse is Ning Yin loves to tease mc, though his method won’t be understood by normal people.
LikeLiked by 1 person