After Losing My Memory, I Was Locked at the Waist Day and Night by a Mad Tyrant

Good news: I’m the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Dingguo’s household, and I survived my fall off a cliff.

Bad news: I’ve lost my memory, and they’ve taken me away in chains as a criminal slave to the mad tyrant who wants me dead more than anyone.

Even worse news: I seem to have awakened a strange passive skill: [Weakling Aura].

Aura effect: The more miserable I am, the crazier the tyrant gets. And the crazier he gets, the more he wants to be good to me.

[Scene One: Trial in the Golden Hall]

He drew his sword to have me executed by a thousand cuts.

Terrified, I grabbed his dragon robe and cried, “Brother, it hurts!”

Result: He dropped his sword on the spot, kicked the minister who’d tried to dissuade him flying, and carried me back to his chambers.

The court officials: “???”

[Scene Two: Criminal Slave in Prison Clothes]

The Directorate of Palace Affairs sent me coarse hemp prison clothes, and they rubbed my skin raw.

I curled up in a corner, trembling with pain.

Result: He stormed into the palace in the middle of the night and turned the entire Directorate upside down. Then, before dawn, he had a new outfit made for me from the tribute fabric Skywater Jade Mermaid Silk.

The substitute imperial consort: “Wait, wasn’t I the one who’d been begging for that fabric for six months?!”

[Scene Three: The Tyrant’s Torture]

Through gritted teeth, he said, “I’ll lock you up with the thickest iron chains and make you wish you were dead!”

I stared at him with tears in my eyes.

Result: He spent three days and three nights in the armory, forging a chain of red gold lined with fox fur.

Me, feeling the soft, warm chain: “Brother, you call this torture? Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about what torture is?”