Chapter 12: Run? She doesn't dare

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Su Tangyu had worked hard all night and was tired and sleepy. The carriage started shaking for a while and she leaned against the side and fell asleep.

Xiao Jin glanced at her sideways and said nothing.

He took out the official document from under the table, frowned, and started to work coldly.

“Boom.”

Xiao Jin frowned and looked coldly in the direction where the noise came from.

Su Tangyu's forehead hit the car, and her delicate white forehead turned red. She frowned in pain and pursed her red lips. But she was still immersed in the dream and did not wake up.

After a while, there was another "dong" sound.

Su Tangyu hissed in pain, shrank her neck pitifully, and still didn't wake up.

So sleepy?

Xiao Jin looked puzzled. Last night, Su Tangyu was crying and begging for mercy, and it was all because of him.

He was neither sleepy nor tired, but full of energy and felt relaxed all over!

Su Tangyu... is too delicate.

Seeing the carriage sway slightly, Su Tangyu was about to hit her head again. Xiao Jin stretched out his long arm and grabbed her arm, pulling her against him. Her forehead hit Xiao Jin's chest, and Su Tangyu whimpered, "It's so hard, it hurts."

"Spoiled." Xiao Jin's tone was cold, but his hands did not stop moving. He held Su Tangyu in his arms and let her sleep in his arms.

Su Tangyu struggled.

She was so sleepy that she didn't even open her eyes, but she seemed to be aware of something and didn't want to stay in his arms. After hesitating for a while, Xiao Jin took a breath and stared at her with a gloomy look: "Don't move!"

Su Tangyu's delicate body stiffened, and she woke up but was also confused.

She didn't dare open her eyes!

Why did she fall asleep in Xiao Jin's arms?

Why did he...

Su Tangyu couldn't contain the burning sensation on her face. She didn't dare move, lying obediently in Xiao Jin's arms, pretending to be dead. Xiao Jin didn't do anything to her, continuing to review official documents. For a moment, the only sounds in the silence were the wheels of the car and the rustling of papers.

The quiet atmosphere lowers guard.

Su Tangyu was so sleepy that she slowly relaxed and fell asleep again in Xiao Jin's arms.

Noticing her breathing becoming long and steady, Xiao Jin frowned, his eyes dark and gloomy as he stared at her face. A flash of anger passed, and Xiao Jin suppressed his brows and continued to work.

Wait until Su Tangyu wakes up naturally.

She opened her eyes and sat up. The carriage was empty, and she was the only one there.

Pulling open her coat, Su Tangyu frowned, her eyes flashing coldly. Then she pursed her lips, raised her hand and rubbed her waist. She felt much better after a good sleep.

Yinlian had sharp hearing and noticed the movement in the carriage. She whispered, "Miss Su, are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Su Tangyu's voice was still hoarse. She opened the window and glanced, "Where is this?"

"A medicine house in the suburbs."

Yinlian helped Su Tangyu out of the car and looked up. The mountains were green and the water was clear. A fence surrounded a thatched hut. The Regent's guards were patrolling outside. In the fenced yard, dozens of baskets were placed to dry medicinal herbs.

Su Tangyu was suspicious and cautious in her heart. She walked into the yard lightly and saw an old man grinding medicine powder at the door.

I wonder where Xiao Jin went?

"Oh, you're awake!" The old man raised his head, looked at her with a kind smile, raised his hand and pointed to the side, "Little girl, come and sit down."

Su Tangyu didn't know him, but the old man gave her a very kind feeling.

After a slight hesitation, Su Tangyu still walked over, holding up her skirt. There was a bamboo bench next to the old man. After she sat down, the old man immediately urged her: "Stretch out your hand."

Su Tangyu pursed her red lips, pulled up her sleeves and extended her wrist.

The old man put down his work, took Su Tangyu's pulse with one hand, and slowly stroked his gray beard. His face was full of wrinkles, and he was very old, but his eyes were bright and lively. When he smiled, he was kind and amiable, but when he didn't smile, he was solemn and oppressive.

He glanced at Su Tangyu, raised his finger, and asked her to use the other hand to take her pulse.

Su Tangyu was puzzled and asked with a sweet smile, "Old man, is there any problem?"

"It's okay." The old man raised his hand and pointed to the side room near the lake, and said to the people, "Little girl, go eat something."

Su Tangyu withdrew his hand and walked away confused.

She didn't know that after she left, the old man went into the house with his hands folded in his tummy. Xiao Jin lay on the couch, several silver needles inserted into his body, and closed his eyes in deep thought.

The old man went up and kicked... on the couch leg.

Xiao Jin opened his eyes instantly, a sharp gleam of anger flashing across his face. His gaze fell on the old woman's face, and he suppressed his murderous intent slightly. "What's the matter? Does she have medicine? A Gu? Or poison?"

"Nothing." The old man rolled his eyes.

Then she scolded him angrily: "Xiao Jin, do you have any compassion for others? Do you know what it means to stop when you have had enough?"

"You tortured the little girl so badly, believe it or not, she turned around and was scared away!"

Xiao Jin sneered.

His eyes were cold and arrogant, his tone was domineering and contemptuous: "Run? She doesn't dare."

The old man choked.

Xiao Jin then pressed on, "Really? Why did I lose control the moment I touched her?"

"I have endured it for so many years...but it happened to her...she wanted to cry and beg for mercy...I really want to...kill her." Xiao Jin's eyes were dark, and his desire was hard to satisfy, and he was addicted.

The old man sighed, calculated that the time was about right, and went forward to take the needle for him.

He advised earnestly, "I'm telling you, you're sick both physically and mentally! In the past, you suppressed your desire to kill, and later used acupuncture and medication, but that only treated the symptoms and not the root cause!"

"The harder you press, the greater the backlash!"

"There's nothing wrong with the young girl. It's you who's greedy for her body and can't control yourself... ahem!" Even at his age, he felt a little embarrassed. He put away all the silver needles and muttered, "The world is big, but finding someone who suits your heart and can satisfy your addiction depends entirely on God's mercy."

"The little girl is very worried and can easily become ill due to depression. Take it easy and don't make her too sick. There's no way to make up for it."

Xiao Jin's handsome face was icy cold. He stood up and glanced at him sideways, "Old man, you've overstepped your bounds."

"Hey!"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "If you don't listen to me, you will regret it sooner or later! Get out of here, no one else dares to come to see the doctor!"

Xiao Jin ignored him and turned away.

When he found Su Tangyu, Su Tangyu was standing outside a dark room, staring blankly at the dazzling array of torture instruments on the wall.

Isn’t this a medicine house?

How come there are so many torture instruments?

Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back. The cold scent of ambergris lingered around her, almost swallowing her and marking her. Su Tangyu didn't dare turn around. She could clearly feel the back of her head almost pressed against Xiao Jin's chest, and his cold breath swept across her neck like a ghost.

Su Tangyu didn't dare to move.

"Choose one." Xiao Jin raised his hand, kneading Su Tangyu's shoulders with his palm, his tone lazy yet dangerous, "I will take you to fight someone."

Su Tangyu's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to ask, "Who are you hitting?"

"Marquis Ningguo's Mansion."

The cold and sexy voice reveals a sense of badness, cold-bloodedness and cruelty.

Who else can I fight when I go to the Ningguo Marquis Mansion?

Su Tangyu's breathing was rapid. She restrained herself and moved her eyes away from the mace on the wall. Finally, she chose...