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Summary: Lotus Pier is spared... but at a price.
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[Amputation] [Abuse] [No Madam Yu' apologists accepted here] Wei Ying flew on Subian, wobbling left and right, barely able to balance in his weakened form or see through his clouded eyes drowning in his tears.
'Close the doors. Don't let the blood be seen.'
Echoed in his head and Wei Ying flinched, sobbing in agony.
The Zidian hurt. Dog bites hurt. Gusu's discipline rod hurt. Being branded hurt. But this was a new level of pain.
Clutching his wrist tightly to his chest, Wei Ying screamed in agony every time his clothing brushed against it.
'You foolish boy! I knew you'd bring trouble to Lotus Pier one day!'
Wei Ying's robes were caked in blood as he wailed into the air, flying to the only person he had left. He'd lost so much... he no longer knew what to do.
He could no longer cope on his own.
Wei Ying whimpered, looking down at the stump of a hand he had left.
"Shut it, stupid boy!" Yu Ziyuan screamed in his face as her sword slowly, torturingly cut through his wrist, "Nobody cares for you! Nobody will help you! Just look at A-Cheng over there did you really think he considered you a brother?!"
"You were never family." Is what Yu Ziyuan had said before dragging him out of Lotus Pier by his hair and throwing him on the streets, abandoning him.
Wei Ying sobbed, trying hard to focus as black dots covered his vision, he looked back up-
All Wei Ying saw was the bottom of a boot before darkness invaded.
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When he next awoke, Wei Ying frowned and whimpered, pain blossoming in his head and screaming in his wrist.
"Hahaha, Wei Ying~" That familiar, taunting voice called him, making him flinch.
Wei Ying looked around, eyes widening to see nothing but fog and clouds and the distant... distant sight of the ground, "What..."
Spinning around, Wei Ying gulped to see Wen Chao holding him up, one hand around his stump and the other holding his remaining hand, "Do you know what this is, Wei Ying?" He asked, grinning.
Wei Ying sniffed and Wen Chao smirked and continued, "This is the Burial Mounds."
Wei Ying's breath hitched, "W-Wait- AH!"
His screams filled the vacant sky as he was pushed to his death, blood from his wrist falling with him like raindrops.
Wei Ying sobbed, screaming for help for anyone to help but nobody did as he got closer and closer to the ground to join the other corpses.
