Chapter 232 Taking Everything From Her

"...?!"

Shang Ruyi was stunned, but before she could react, the hand suddenly exerted force, pulling her so hard that she stumbled and fell down.

Zhengzheng fell into his arms.

Caught off guard, Shang Ruyi struggled to get up the moment she lay on his chest, but a hot hand grabbed the back of her head and pressed her down hard.

Then, her lips were kissed!

"Ugh—!"

Shang Ruyi opened her eyes wide, looking at the man beneath her in disbelief. He had one arm around her waist and the other hand gripping the back of her head tightly, like two iron clamps imprisoning her firmly in his arms.

She never knew that this cold and aloof man had such hot and powerful hands, which allowed her to struggle and retreat in the slightest. Gradually, her body softened.

Even unconsciously, with a naive and immature response.

Yuwen Ye's breathing suddenly became heavy, hot and rapid. The next moment, he turned over while holding her.

Shang Ruyi felt a sudden upheaval, and before she could recover, he forcefully pushed her onto the bed, stripping her clothes off inch by inch. Her skin came into contact with the cold air, and she trembled involuntarily.

She was trembling violently.

For some reason, she only wanted an answer, but it turned into this situation. The man in front of her had a flushed face, and his eyes were also red. That familiar cold gaze had disappeared at this moment, leaving only a fervent emotion in his eyes, as if it wanted to burn everything.

It wasn't enough, even kissing her and holding her wasn't enough...

For the first time, Yuwen Ye felt a surge of rage within him. Nothing he did was enough. He never knew he could have such emotions, especially directed at someone he considered superfluous.

Why is this happening?

He didn't understand, but the less he understood, the more agitated he became. At this moment, he couldn't hear or see anything, and he manipulated her breathing and heartbeat with his intuition. He even forcefully grabbed and pressed her hands, which she instinctively tried to push away, against her sides.

Just when he was about to take everything from her, a sudden splash of red stung his eyes!

It's blood!

Yuwen Ye's breath hitched. At that moment, his heart started beating again, and his ears finally heard other sounds besides his own heartbeat.

It was Shang Ruyi's soft sobbing and pleading.

On her shoulder, the wound had reopened, and blood had soaked through the bandages, staining her clothes red.

Drops of blood continued to fall on her body, filling her with even greater terror. Following her gaze, Yuwen Ye realized that in the heat of the moment, the wound on his shoulder had also reopened.

But he didn't feel any pain.

The urge within him had made him lose all sensation.

Just as he was somewhat bewildered, Shang Ruyi finally broke free from his iron grip and immediately covered his shoulders with both hands. However, blood continued to gush out and soon flowed from between her fingers, dripping onto her face and adding a touch of brilliance to her peach-blossom-red cheeks.

She was so anxious she was almost crying: "What about your injury? Someone come quick—"

Her next words were swallowed back by his suddenly pressed lips.

Shang Ruyi's face flushed red, a mixture of panic, helplessness, and a sudden, almost painful, embarrassment. She whispered, "What are you doing! Things have come to this..."

Yuwen Ye took a deep breath before saying, "Don't call anyone."

"Can--"

"If you want to call someone, you should at least get dressed first."

"..."

Shang Ruyi was taken aback, and when she looked down again, her face turned bright red.

During that chaotic moment, Yuwen Ye had stripped off most of her clothes, and even half of her sleeves were torn and thrown on the ground. Both her body and her clothes were a mess after he had destroyed them.

If someone actually sees it—

She was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear, even more embarrassed than when she had just asked him for an answer. But Yuwen Ye looked down at her, a gentle and indulgent smile appearing on his lips that he could never have imagined. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Get dressed too."

"...!"

Shang Ruyi wished she had died just now.

Embarrassed to this extent, her skin thickened, and she bit her lower lip as she slowly got up—luckily, Yuwen Ye hadn't torn his own clothes. She endured the pain in her shoulder, pulled his clothes back up, and tied his belt. But when she tried to dress herself, she was too weak to move.

She looked at the culprit with red eyes.

Yuwen Ye's gaze lingered on her fair skin for a moment, especially since he had lost his composure in his passion and left many marks, which now seemed particularly glaring. He gritted his teeth, reached out and pulled the thin blanket from the side of the bed, covering her completely, leaving only a patch of her shoulder exposed.

Then, gritting his teeth, he said, "Don't move, do you hear me?"

Shang Ruyi nodded.

How could she possibly have the face to move around like that?

Yuwen Ye then got up and said a few words to the outside. A moment later, the military doctor hurriedly walked in carrying a medicine box.

Upon smelling the faint scent of blood in the tent, the military doctor was so frightened that his legs trembled. Just as he was about to treat the general's wounds, Yuwen Ye led him to the bedside and pointed to the person lying obediently on the bed, saying, "Bandage her first."

"..."

Shang Ruyi closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

Even with her eyes closed, she could clearly feel the awkward atmosphere in the air, hear the army doctor gasp, and hear Yuwen Ye's low shout as the aged hand was about to pull back the blanket: "Isn't the wound on your shoulder? Why are you pulling back the blanket!"

The army doctor said cautiously, "General, I need to examine the lady's wound to see if it has reopened—"

A tense atmosphere filled the air.

Finally, Shang Ruyi opened her eyes, pulled the blanket down a little more, and said softly, "Doctor, please take a look at me. The wound doesn't hurt too much, it's just bleeding. Please apply some medicine and bandage it up."

As she spoke, she glared at Yuwen Ye.

The army doctor dared not say much. He hurriedly removed the bandages and saw that the wound had indeed reopened. Fortunately, the edges had already scabbed over, so the reopening was minor and did not require stitches. After applying medicine, he re-bandaged the wound and then said in a trembling voice, "Madam's wound must not be subjected to any more exertion. Also—"

As he spoke, he glanced at the Grand General behind him out of the corner of his eye, and then said softly, "Abstaining from sexual relations—uh, matters."

Shang Ruyi's face flushed red, and she stiffened her neck to respond.

The army doctor, trembling, helped Yuwen Ye to sit down by the bed and removed the bandages to examine his wound. His wound had scabbed over earlier, but it had reopened from the inside. The doctor didn't know what had happened to make him so agitated. He could only stitch up the wound, apply medicine, and bandage it. When he was packing up his medical kit to leave, he stopped and turned back to remind him, "General, for the next month, you should abstain from sexual activity, um, that."

Yuwen Ye's body had cooled down, but his eyes were practically spitting fire, as if he wanted to burn the army doctor to ashes.

He only let out a heavy sigh after everyone had fled.

Then, I looked at the person on the bed.

Before she could even put on her clothes properly, Shang Ruyi tried her best to shrink into the quilt even though she was covered with a brocade quilt. Even so, her slender neck, fair shoulders, and collarbone still shone with a white light in the winter night, making it impossible to look away.

Yuwen Ye slowly walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

As he watched her turn her face away, revealing only half of her flushed cheeks and burning red ear tips, his lower abdomen tightened and burned again. He couldn't help but lean down and press his lips to her slender neck.

Her skin was as smooth as jade, as if it were clinging to him, preventing him from leaving.

Yuwen Ye became involuntarily captivated, and slowly continued...

Just then, a hand reached out from under the covers and pressed against his chest, gently pushing him away. Yuwen Ye frowned and looked down at the blushing face of the young woman beneath him, but her eyes suddenly shone with an unusual brightness.

She said softly, "I just... said to avoid it."

Yuwen Ye said, "This isn't a house..."

As he spoke, he bent down to kiss her again.

This time, however, Shang Ruyi pushed him away forcefully. Even though he could already smell the faint fragrance emanating from her delicate skin, being forced to leave caused Yuwen Ye a surge of heat in his heart. He couldn't help but frown: "What are you doing?"

Shang Ruyi stared at him: "Where's the answer I want?"