Could there be a more pathetic assassin than her? She tried to kill one man for nine lives, yet was tragically murdered in every single one, and the culprit was precisely her assassination target�...
Since Huo Jingsha brought her back to the manor, she had hardly seen him during the day. Chunlu said that before leaving the manor every day, the master would tell them to take good care of Aunt Yao, and also asked them to tell her that he would come to keep her company after Aunt Yao woke up.
As for what Huo Jingsha was busy with, although Chunlu didn't say, You Shuyao knew that Huo Jingsha was definitely busy with something related to the assassin organization.
Several days passed uneventfully. One night, as she was soundly asleep, she suddenly felt someone pressing down on her, and then... her lips were violated, and she was kissed deeply and fiercely.
Shu Yao woke up with a start, but quickly recognized the familiar scent in her breath. She immediately stopped struggling, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and slightly opened her mouth to make it easier for him to enter. At the same time, she stuck out her tongue and entwined with him passionately.
When Shu Yao woke up the next day, she found that the room beside her was already cold. Chunlu said that the master had left before dawn. Before he left, he told her to eat more recently and make up for the weight loss, otherwise... he would also go hungry.
You Shuyao blushed immediately upon hearing this, realizing what he meant.
Last night, as he kneaded the meat, he questioned sternly, "There used to be four ounces of meat, but now there are only two ounces left? I can tell by touch that you're missing an inch. Make up for it quickly, or I'll have to personally supervise your meals."
Amidst the ambiguous smiles of Chunlu and the others, she coughed awkwardly and replied softly, "I know."
She's been preoccupied lately, which has led to a loss of appetite, and she has indeed lost a lot of weight.
When it was time to eat, the portions in the bowls and plates were indeed much larger than usual, and they were all foods that nourish the breasts. Chunlu and Dongmei kept serving her food, afraid that she wouldn't eat a bite. She didn't say anything and just ate it all quietly, bit by bit.
The next morning, she got up early, intending to take a walk in the courtyard to relax and clear her mind. As she was walking towards the lotus pond, the steward hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, saying that the road there was slippery and asking her to sit by the rockery instead.
Shu Yao felt puzzled. Didn't she often go to the lotus pond? She had never heard anyone say that the path was slippery. But she didn't think much of it and turned around and took a few steps back. Suddenly... something struck her.
Looking back, Shu Yao saw the steward still standing there, looking apprehensive, as if afraid she would return and insist on taking this path. Shu Yao became even more curious, so she looked past him and saw several servants kneeling on the ground washing the floor. The water used to wash the rags had turned dark red. What could this mean? It could only mean that they were washing bloodstains.
"What's going on?" she asked coldly.
The steward was caught red-handed by the sharp-eyed Aunt Yao. He had a bad feeling in his heart, rolled his eyes, and then immediately smiled and explained that the dog guarding the yard had killed a grass snake yesterday, leaving bloodstains all over the ground. He was afraid that Aunt Yao would have bad luck if she saw it when she got up early, so he hurriedly ordered someone to clean it up.
You Shuyao was startled! She wasn't stupid; how much blood could a snake possibly have? Would it really take four people washing out several large basins of blood? It was clearly human blood. Upon closer inspection, she noticed traces of a struggle nearby—knife strikes, sword cuts, and even the greenery in the flowerbeds was gone. After a moment's thought, she immediately understood.
It seems that assassins have infiltrated the mansion, and these people are likely after her.
She wanted to know the details, but clearly the servants had received Huo Jingsha's instructions and wouldn't tell her a single word. She herself had been keeping a low profile lately, so who knew how many deadly schemes might be lurking beneath the seemingly calm surface.
She happened to see it today. Before this, there may have been many assassins who came to take her life, but they were all secretly dealt with by the guards in the mansion.
The maids around him were all like clams, and he couldn't get any clues out of them, so he decided to wait for Huo Jingsha to return and then start with him.
That night, she stubbornly refused to sleep until the midnight bell rang, finally waiting for Huo Jingsha to return to the mansion.
He tried to walk quietly into the house, only to find that his little woman was not asleep at all, but was sitting at the table fully clothed and waiting for him. This made him very happy, and he hugged her and was about to kiss her.
In order to ensure that the questioning would proceed smoothly, You Shuyao used the same trick again. She first gave him a little something, and then, realizing that the situation was getting out of control, she quickly turned her head away and covered his mouth with her small hand, afraid that if she didn't stop him, he wouldn't be able to speak.
"Wait... I... I have something else to tell you."
"No need to wait, we can talk about it tomorrow morning. Feed me first."
With a sudden lightness, he lifted her horizontally onto the bed and then pressed down on her. Shu Yao looked up and met his dark eyes, which were filled with the budding flames of desire. Being gazed at by him like this always stirred every nerve in her body, but when she thought of the bloodstains that appeared in the yard during the day, she immediately calmed down and stubbornly insisted on getting to the bottom of it.
These past few days he's been so busy he's nowhere to be seen, not even returning home every night. Today she finally managed to catch him, and she had to get to the bottom of what she wanted to know. Moreover, she suspected that he was deliberately avoiding the important issues, using his good looks to seduce her in order to escape her questioning.
"I need to know! How many assassins have come to kill me?"
His first words were the key point, and she didn't want to beat around the bush, lest she waste the opportunity and have him seal his lips with hers again, which would mean she had wasted the whole night she had waited for.
His hot, large hands were already recklessly assaulting her clothes, and his lips were greedily roaming everywhere. He ignored her questions, but she knew he must have heard them.
"Huo Jingsha...you, wait...don't...you're so annoying."
That damn guy, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, went straight for her vitals, launching a series of attacks without even bothering to fall forward.
Hmph! He wanted to get away with it, but she wouldn't let him succeed.
"Jing Sha...please, Jing Sha...tell me...Jing Sha..." He had his indestructible strength, and she had her gentle and delicate nature. Sometimes, gentleness can overcome strength, just like now!
She called him "Jingsha" again and again, the soft, lingering tone sending a sweet chill down his spine. This was the first time she had ever used such a nickname since they had met. Her small hands wrapped tenderly around his shoulders, accepting his demands and yielding to his possessiveness. Her sweet breath enveloped his senses, and her soft, pleading words lingered in his ears like feathers, making his heart tremble, as if he were melting and numbing from the back of his head.
"Jing Sha...please, tell me..."
Huo Jingsha finally softened at the way she called him "Jingsha." This girl was getting more and more sophisticated; she even knew that he always responded better to gentleness than force with her, and she was now trying to smooth things over with him. Damn it! But he really did fall for her act.
He sighed deeply, feeling helpless. He hadn't wanted her to know, so she wouldn't worry day and night and overthink things, which would prevent her from living a happy life.
"Silly girl, have you ever heard the saying, 'It's good to be confused sometimes'? Why do you need to know so much? Isn't it better to stay home and enjoy your life?" His deep tone revealed an undisguised male chauvinism.