Chapter 83: Does It Hurt?
In the silent room, only his and hers breath remained, and his heart was still beating in his chest. She raised her head slightly, smiling so whitely, "I'm fine." β
He looked down at her. The eyebrows are clear, as if the frost and snow in the world have been condensed.
But he didn't say a word, and when he looked at her, there was no light in his eyes. In the dark eyes as ink, her cold shadow occupied all his sight.
Her petite figure, just like that, squeezed into his world.
"You know, I'm born with a wound that heals quickly, and as long as I have a breath, I won't die." She smiled wryly. Apparently regained a little strength.
It is true that as she said, as long as she still has breath and still has the residual body temperature on her body, she will not die. Born with a fast wound healing ability. It is the capital of her recklessness, and it is also the beginning of his suspense.
"If I don't rush back, have you thought about the consequences?" He was surprisingly calm.
Xia Yu was lying there, her eyelashes drooping slightly, "No." β
"Why not?" He asked again, his tone cold.
"I'm going to come alone and leave alone, what's there to think?" She took a deep breath, "Master, are you okay with the tiger?" Let him go, and I'll take him away and get out of here. She looked up and saw Zhao Shuo's cloudy eyes and cold face.
The peerless face has no mood fluctuations, just a pair of dark eyes. Going is enough to make her heart flutter. Beautiful peach blossom eyes, rain peach blossoms all the time, charming and seductive.
She doesn't deny that every time she looks at it, she always makes her heart skip a beat.
So. For so long, she didn't dare to stare into his eyes for too long.
Like he said, watch it for too long and you'll fall in love.
If you fall in love, you can't leave.
She doesn't like the palace-locked pavilions, and she doesn't like the golden cages. What's more, she didn't like it β the taste of rejection. Her life is simple, well-fed and warm. Supporting your mother, everyone around you can be happy.
"Master?" She called in a low voice.
The next moment, he suddenly clasped the back of her head and slammed her lips fiercely. Lips and teeth are in each other's mouths, greedily ingesting the taste that belongs to her, and imprinting the traces that belong to her. I can't hate to merge the bones and blood of this body with her. For a moment, I suddenly wanted to be with someone, and just like that, just like thatβall the while.
Xia Yu's eyes widened, and his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of tea that belonged to him. She stared at the man in front of her, and in her own line of sight, the infinitely magnified man had red eyes.
People are the most emotional when they are vulnerable.
Whether it is moved, grateful, or really heart-warming, emotions are such things, which grow indefinitely, spread rapidly, and finally encroach on all reason and wisdom.
She felt like she was about to lose her breath, but his warm lips grinded against hers. She couldn't do it, and she couldn't do it, and he let him etch all the temperature in her mind.
He put his exclusive label on her body without warning, encroaching on all her world.
Later, she figured out that from this moment on, he was her world.
He let go of her, closed his eyes heavily, and took a deep breath. Holding her cheeks with both hands, he refused to let go.
Finally, he opened his eyes again, fingertips rubbing his fingertips against her lips, "Remember the feeling." β
Xia Yuzhong was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses.
Zhao Shuo let out a long breath, sat on the edge of the bed, and let her lie on his lap, with a soft cushion under him, so that he could be more comfortable, "I don't have anything to say, do you want to say it to this king?" β
"Master, I'm not a man." She spoke lowly.
He frowned.
She didn't notice it, and continued, "You have to think clearly. β
"Do you think, the first two times, you didn't see clearly enough?" Zhao Shuo whispered in her ear, and the soft words made her body feel excited, and there was an instantaneous pain in her buttocks. She bared her teeth and grinned, tears rolling out of her eyes.
"At this time, do you know that it hurts? Why did you go earlier? Is it an ornament? Zhao Shuo put his hand on her wound, as if punishing her slightly.
Xia Yu was about to cry, "Master, I was wrong-it hurts, it hurts-"
Her wounds heal very quickly, but that doesn't mean she won't hurt. Now that I have a board on my buttocks, it hurts so much that I can't see it, and I have to ask someone to give me medicine.
Although Xia Yu is very arrogant, but in the end it is a girl's house, and this position is too not a place.
"In the past two days, the master will personally give you medicine." Zhao Shuo picked up her delicate jaw with his fingers, "Huh? β
"No, no, no." The corners of Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "There is a difference between men and women." β
He leaned over directly, pressed his warm breath on her face, and whispered, "Wouldn't it be better?" β
Xia Yu's eyes blinked desperately, "Then, then you still have to give me medicine!" β
It's only to blame Zhao Shuo's mother for giving birth to him too well, with such a face that charms all beings, dangling in front of her, she is afraid that she can't help it for a while - she will make the mistake that all women will make.
"Now, do you have anything to tell me?" Zhao Shuo asked.
Xia Yu frowned, is this man so arrogant? Let him speak on his own, is it that hard? It's not obvious to him - Xia Yu thought for a while, blinked his eyes and said, "Master, people say that like-minded people can be together." You like men, and I like men too-" Zhao Shuo's complexion changed slightly, the corners of Xia Yu's mouth twitched, and he smiled with little confidence, "What a coincidence, isn't it?" β
Zhao Shuo sighed lightly, why did he put such a thing on the stall?
Xia Yu slandered in his heart: If you don't say it, your aunt won't speak first. This kind of thing, how can a woman take the initiative. My mother said, but in all matters between men and women, whoever takes the initiative first will lose first.
Li Huan brought the decoction in, and put aside the plaster to eliminate stasis and swelling, "Master, can you find a maid to come in?" If you don't sparse the shadow, she is waiting outside the Heart Cultivation Pavilion! β
"No, let everyone go back." Zhao Shuo's eyebrows sank slightly.
Li Huan was stunned for a moment, and then bowed his head, "Yes." β
"Let Shuying give me the medicine!" Xia Yu pursed his lips, "It's too hard, it's so ugly." β
"Now you know it's ugly?" Zhao Shuo handed her the decoction, and Xia Yu drank it all in one breath. Although the skin and flesh were opened, it did not hurt the muscles and bones, so according to Xia Yu's own healing ability, it only took two or three days to be intact.
But if you don't take medicine now, it will hurt forever.
"Not your princess yet." She muttered quietly.
But he took it all in his ears, "Did I make you suffer?" β
"You said you weren't allowed to clash head-on." Xia Yu was aggrieved.
Zhao Shuo frowned, "Then what about another sentence?" β
Xia Yu was silent.
He also said, give you a slap in the face, and you will return it.
But now, it's not a slap, it's a lot of boards, and the skin is open.
She hated to cover her head, and Zhao Shuo really drugged her personally. The wound was on the buttocks, and it was still bloody, and this time she really lost face.
The buttocks were cold, and the pain seemed to have subsided a lot.
"Does it still hurt?" He asked.
She nodded, he took the towel from the side and wiped the sweat beads from her forehead for her, "If she wants to kill you, you won't fight back?" β
"As long as she lets go of Shuying, I'll fight with her." Xia Yu said, "Actually, they can't hurt me, it's just that I don't want to hurt the innocent." β
If she really wants to kill, who can escape these people.
But she just wants to be Xia Yu, not a "black widow".
It's better to be yourself clearly than to be someone else.
Zhao Shuo got up suddenly, "In the future, you are not allowed to go to Yingchun Garden." β
"Why?" Xia Yu was in a hurry, and as soon as his body moved, his buttocks hurt stingingly.
"There's no why." Zhao Shuo brushed his sleeves and went out, as if he was angry.
Xia Yu is confused, so good, why is this guy angry again? It's a veritable stingy guy who loses his temper at every turn. What happened to the shadows?
Where did you provoke him?
Just like last time, he was suddenly angry. But she really didn't understand what Zhao Shuo was angry about.
But he didn't know that he didn't want anyone to become her weakness.
Lying on the edge of the bed, Xia Yu stroked his lips, and there seemed to be a residual temperature on his head. The lip flap is a little numb, it is the lingering that he has given, and it is the deep depression of the mud feet that she can't let go of in her life.
She suddenly smiled, although she was beaten by the board, although she suffered losses and hardships, she seemed to have seen Zhao Shuo's heart clearly. Low long-blooded.
It's warm, it's soft, it's comfortable.
"Master?" Li Huan stepped forward, "How to deal with this matter?" β
"Who's doing it?" Zhao Shuo sat in the main hall and took a sip of tea in a cup.
Li Huan hesitated slightly, "It's the nurse next to Miss Ye, this general's mansion brought it out, if it is not handled properly, I am afraid of causing criticism." He paused, "What's more, if you let the general know, I'm afraid you won't give up." β
Zhao Shuo put down the cup and glanced at Li Huan, "This is the Rui Wang's Mansion, not the General's Mansion." Also, as early as the arrival of the marriage decree, the king said that if there is any offense, I hope that the emperor and the queen mother will be forgiven. β
"Yes." Li Huan bowed.
"Go to Peony Garden." Zhao Shuo got up and walked out.
Li Huan quickly followed.
Ye Eryu didn't expect that Zhao Shuo would come to Xingshi for Xia Yu to ask for guilt.
At this time, the Wang family was still shocked, but when he heard that King Rui was coming, he was pale at the moment, and he stood behind Ye Eryu tremblingly, not daring to say anything.
"Lord Wang." Ye Eryu saluted.
Zhao Shuo was not annoyed, and sat down with his sleeves brushed.
Ye Eryu hurriedly said, "Xing'er, serve tea." β
"Not necessarily." Zhao Shuo raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, his sharp eyes were so clear, and he taught Ye Eryu to shudder with just one glance.