Chapter 103 Do you feel the pain now?

Not long after, the maid who had previously delivered something to her came. This time, the maid lowered her head cautiously, without even looking at her. She brought the food and placed it on the jade table made of ice and jade beside her, then put it down and was about to leave.

"Can you give me some clothes?"

Shang You cleared his dry throat and asked.

The maid paused slightly and shook her head. It was obvious that she had been ordered not to say a single word to her. She put down her things and left.

The depths of the dragon cave soon returned to silence, with only the sound of snow water dripping on the ice rocks from the Evil Water Pool.

Shang Youqing glanced at the food beside him without touching a single bite. He just hugged his knees and stared at the evil water pool.

The bottom of the dragon cave was probably illuminated by some glowing object. Ever since Shang Youqing was imprisoned here, there has always been this faint and cold light of water reflected on the stone wall. It is not very dark, but not bright either.

In addition, Shang Youqing always fell into a deep sleep due to the cold and pain, and she could only judge how much time had passed by the time the maid came to bring her food.

After noticing that Shang Youqing hadn't touched a single bite of food for three consecutive times, the maid couldn't help but gently persuade her:

"These rare ingredients have certain therapeutic effects. You are seriously injured and cannot just sit there and eat nothing. You need to eat a little to slowly recover—"

Shang Youqing curled himself up against the dim and cold corner of the bed against the stone wall, quietly hugging his legs without raising his eyelids. "Are you trying to say that even if your king broke my leg, as long as he gives me a little sweet treat, I should be grateful to him?"

The maid lowered her head, "...No, but if you continue like this, I must report to the king..."

Shang Youqing said calmly, "Go ahead."

The maid hesitated to speak, but finally left with the untouched food.

Shang Youqing was curled up in the dimly lit corner of the bed, half dead and unwilling to move.

I don’t know how many days had passed, but when I woke up from another coma, I felt a hand holding my ankle. Shang Youqing felt a chill on his spine and suddenly opened his eyes.

Ying Shixue came over at some point and sat on the edge of the bed with a dignified and cold look. Her snow-white face was indifferent and calm. She was holding her ankle and changing the dressing.

Shang Youqing just tried to break free when the slender and powerful finger joints pressed down on his ankle bones. Shang Youqing was in so much pain that tears immediately streamed down his face, but he suppressed them under his red eyes and met Ying Cixue's cold gaze.

"Do you feel the pain now?"

Shang Youqing couldn't recover for a long time from Ying Shixue's pressure. She trembled uncontrollably all over, but she didn't let out a sound of pain, and bit it all in her mouth.

Even so, he was still ridiculed coldly, "Why didn't you feel any pain when you were blocking for Chen Jichuan like you were risking your life?"

Shang Youqing tried his best to be patient, didn't argue with him, and didn't move, letting him move his legs and feet the whole time.

Until his ankle was put down by the cold hand, Shang Youqing endured the pain, held his legs back with his hands, and slowly put his legs together.

It was so painful that the tear glands in my eyes couldn't stop the tears from flowing out. My eyes were almost unable to hold the tears. I finally said in a hoarse voice, "Clothes."

"No." His lips were very thin, and his voice was still as cold as ice. "I gave it to you, but didn't you throw it away yourself?"

Shang Youqing raised his eyes and stared at him. His eyes were originally cold, but because they were filled with tears, it looked like he was suppressing his emotions.

However, Ying Shixue obviously didn't care how much she hated and despised him. The cold current under his sleeves instantly moved the jade table over, and he stretched out his arms to hug her.

Just as he picked up the jade cup, Shang Youqing raised his hand and knocked it over. Then, with a "slap", Shang Youqing slapped him hard, his voice hoarse, "Get out!"

Ying Shixue's expression remained unchanged, as if she had only been pounced upon and scratched by the angry little phoenix. He then clamped her two slender hands, lowered his eyes and looked at her, saying calmly, "Have you had enough?"

He picked up another plate and reminded slowly, "You'd better think carefully. Do you want to cooperate and eat, or do you want me to use some other means to force you to eat? You know I mean what I say."

Shang Youqing was held and sat on the strong waist and abdomen connected to the dragon's tail, his pair of phoenix eyes glowed even more fiercely and bloodthirsty.

But this time, when Ying Shixue put the food to her mouth, she finally lowered her face coldly and said, "I'll eat it myself."

"It's too late."

Ying Shixue didn't give her another chance to choose. She grabbed her uncooperative chin with her thumb and pulled it over, then fed her mouthful by mouthful with an expressionless face.

Shang Youqing had no desire to eat. He only ate half a bowl and then turned his head away, refusing to open his mouth.

Ying Shixue had several rounds of snow-white bandages tied around the palm of his other hand. He stretched out his hand from his snow-white sleeve and placed it directly on Shang Youqing's soft and white belly without any cover, pressing it until it sank slightly.

After making sure that she was somewhat full, before Shang Youqing could reach out to hit him with trembling breathing, he finally withdrew his hand, put down the bowl, and carried her back to the ice bed.

Ying Shixue used his dragon tail to hold her in his arms. When they lay on the bed, to prevent the little phoenix in his arms from moving around, he gripped her slender waist with his dragon claws, closed his cold eyes, and warned lightly, "Don't disturb me."

Perhaps because its waist was restrained by the huge and sharp dragon claws, the little phoenix nestled quietly between his dragon tail from beginning to end, and indeed did not make the slightest sound.

This allowed Ying Shixue to get some sleep after several days.

But it didn't take long before Ying Shixue was awakened by the mild touch of the dragon's tail.

His eyes were half-closed, and he saw the little phoenix lying on the side of his dragon tail. He thought he was secretly condensing a weak spiritual energy to paralyze the perception of the dragon scale at hand, and then he was pulling out the dragon scale.

Ying Shixue looked at her indifferently for a moment, then slowly tightened the dragon's tail around her waist and brought her back into his arms. He casually pulled out the dragon scale for her and handed it to her, "Do you want this?"

Shang Youqing paused with his fingertips, lowered his head and did not look at him, then immediately grasped the sharp and hard dragon scale.

But soon after, his dragon tail wrapped around her body more and more tightly, strangling her to the point where she could hardly breathe.

Her two immobile calves were pushed apart by the tail tip. She finally pulled her hands free to push away the dragon's tail, but the two dragon claws behind her covered her and rubbed her thin, tough, white shoulder blades and lower back up and down, with a hint of dangerous claw tip arc.

Ying Shixue's expression was still filled with invisible coldness. He looked at Shang Youqing, who was forced to be entangled in his dragon tail and was about to be swallowed up, and finally spoke calmly.

"Unfortunately, dragon scales cannot open the barrier."