Chapter 29: Madness "Shushu, say you need me."

I only heard the palace door being slammed shut, and the sudden sound was so frightening that I was extremely shocked.

Yan Shu slumped on the ground, watching Xiao Yu gradually approaching her, then looking at the long sword in his hand with a cold glow, her instinct for survival made her subconsciously step back.

But behind her was the tightly closed palace door, and even if she wanted to escape, there was nowhere to escape.

Until her back touched the cold sandalwood door, Yan Shu could only curl up and lean against it limply, her little face pale and bloodless, her whole body trembling.

She looked up at the slender figure standing in front of her. The backlit corner made it difficult for her to see Xiao Yu's expression at the moment, but the sinister aura had already caused her voice to tremble uncontrollably:

"What are you going to do? Are you going to execute me right here and now?"

Thinking of everything that happened in her past life and Chu Yuan's tragic death just now, Yan Shu's eyes were filled with despair.

Xiao Yu hated her to begin with, and now she had deceived him again. With all the new and old grudges coming together, he would probably have to cut her into pieces to feel better.

Yan Shu clenched her sleeves and watched Xiao Yu slowly leaning towards her. The next moment, when he raised the long sword, the girl was so scared that she immediately closed her eyes tightly.

But there was only a loud bang.

It sounded like the heavy sound of bronze falling to the ground.

The imagined pain did not subside. Yan Shu opened her eyes in a daze and saw the long sword lying quietly on the ground.

But before the girl could react, someone lifted her chin up the next moment.

Being so close, Yan Shu could only be forced to look into Xiao Yu's dark eyes.

It was as black as ink, yet it exuded a terrifying aura of death.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Along with the sinister tone, the cold but slender knuckles on his chin caressed her skin.

Yan Shu couldn't help but shiver.

Although Xiao Yu did not kill her with his sword, she did not feel lucky.

Because this means that Xiao Yu didn't want to kill her, but he just didn't want her to die so easily at this moment.

A hint of bitterness gradually filled Yan Shu's eyes, and crystal tears suddenly filled her eyes.

"Please... please..."

Yan Shu didn't want to be tortured to death, so she begged Xiao Yu with a trembling voice to give her a quick death.

Tears as big as beans rolled down the girl's pale cheeks. Looking at the two wet tear marks, the young king frowned.

Yan Shu drooped her eyelashes, suppressed her fear, clutched the corner of his clothes and begged in a low voice.

It was not until the kiss fell, her cheeks felt warm, and her tears were licked away bit by bit by him that the girl opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Through her tear-soaked eyelashes, Yan Shu vaguely saw Xiao Yu lowering his head as if to gently kiss the tears on her cheek. His long crow-feather-like eyelashes covered his dark pupils, but Yan Shu could not tell what his expression was.

But this familiar scene reminded Yan Shu of six years ago.

The former hostage Xiao Xun had also licked her tears in this way, so that when she was young, she no longer dared to cry in front of him.

At this moment, the familiar scene reappeared, extreme fear filled her heart, and Yan Shu's tears flowed even more.

Until all the tears were kissed away by Xiao Yu, Yan Shu could only hold back the tears with red eyes.

"Shushu's tears are still as sweet as they were before." Xiao Yu held the girl's cheeks, and his cold long fingers made Yan Shu shiver.

Looking at the fear in those dark, almond-shaped eyes, the man frowned in dissatisfaction, his eyes full of gloom.

"Shushu, why are you running away? Isn't it better for you to just stay by my side?"

The thin eyelids covered the darkness in Xiao Yu's eyes. He lowered his long eyelashes, and a shadow was clearly visible under his eyes.

"Shushu, don't you like the way I look now? I've been studying so hard every day."

Since she despised his lowly hostage status, he would try to seize the position of Ning Guojun's successor.

Now Xiao Yu is a gentleman of noble birth, gentle as jade, no longer the lowly hostage Xiao Xun that she despised.

He tried his best to act like the person she liked, and was gentle and kind to her, afraid of revealing any sign of being morbid.

But why did Shushu still run away? Was it because his acting was not good enough?

Or... a hint of gloom flashed across his dark eyes.

The cold fingertips pressed lightly on the girl's rosy lips, and Xiao Yu curved his eyes with a sinister smile.

"Shushu hates me."

This time it wasn't a question, but an affirmation.

Seeing the madness in his eyes, Yan Shu wanted to turn away, but the bony hands pinched her cheeks and forcefully turned her back.

Yan Shu had nowhere to hide and could only look at Xiao Yu's dark eyes that were filled with death.

"Why doesn't Shushu speak?"

Yan Shu suppressed her fear, her delicate voice trembling: "I know you hate me to death, but I do this just to live!"

"Alive?" After hearing Yan Shu's words, Xiao Yu looked at her and smiled softly, then his tone became cold.

"Shushu, you can only live well by my side."

His fingertips stroked the girl's trembling eyelids, and Xiao Yu leaned over and whispered into Yan Shu's ear.

"Did Shushu see how that Chu girl died just now?"

A cold breath floated around her ears, and Yan Shu heard Xiao Yu's faint voice.

"If Shushu leaves the palace today, she will have the same fate as her."

Yan Shu was suddenly shocked when she heard this, and she was a little bit unconvinced what Xiao Yu said.

"What did you say?" Yan Shu looked surprised.

"Shushu, do you really think that Empress Dowager Zhaojing will send someone to escort you out of Xiao State?" Xiao Yu stood up with a faint smile on his lips.

Yan Shu was a little dazed by what he said.

Empress Dowager Zhao Jing had already made a covenant with her, so how could she possibly break her promise?

Is she really going to kill her after she has used her?

Seeing the girl's look of doubt and uncertainty, Xiao Yu lowered his eyelashes to suppress the emotion in his eyes, stroked her cheek and said softly:

"How could such an innocent girl like Shushu leave my side?"

Those lowly bastards will only kill his Shushu. He is the only one who loves Shushu the most in this world.

His Shushu will always be with him, from birth to death, only with him.

As for those who are an eyesore, of course they must be killed one by one.

Seeing the man's gloomy expression, Yan Shu didn't dare to believe his words. Perhaps this was just a story Xiao Yu had made up, just to find an excuse to execute Chu Yuan.

After all, compared to Empress Dowager Zhao Jing, talents like Xiao Yu are the least trustworthy.

Six years ago, she was captivated by his appearance, believing him to be a handsome young man. Who knew he was a monster who killed her rabbit and drank snake blood? And after the palace coup in his previous life, he pretended to be a gentle gentleman, praising her day and night, and finally, not only pushed her into the Colosseum, but also gave her a cup of poisoned wine to end her life.

How can we trust the words of such a cunning person?

What's more, Xiao Yu hated her to the core. If she was really silenced by Empress Dowager Zhao Jing, shouldn't he be even happier?

He said such hypocritical words in front of her at this moment. Did he expect her to kneel down and thank him out of gratitude?

However, when the truth was revealed, Yan Shu knew that she could not escape death. Even more than in her previous life, she now had an additional crime of drugging.

Xiao Yu was not in a hurry to kill her at the moment, but was likely to torture her in many ways.

"I know you hate me to the core, and now I don't expect your forgiveness. I just hope you can give me a quick death and kill me with one knife!" Yan Shu raised her head and showed him her white and slender neck.

Yan Shu is afraid of death, of course she is afraid of death.

But compared to being tortured to death, Yan Shu would rather die cleanly at this moment.

Seeing the girl determined to die, Xiao Yu's eyelashes moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to reveal a strange smile.

Why is his Shushu always disobedient, cheating on him again and again and abandoning him?

"How could I let Shushu die?" Xiao Yu pinched Yan Shu's chin again, forcing her to look up at him, his dark eyes gloomy and obsessed.

"Shushu is so cruel to me. Wasn't it Shushu who provoked me first?"

After saying that, his cold fingertips gently stroked the girl's soft and delicate lips, and Xiao Yu suddenly curled his lips.

"Shushu, do you want to try that glass of wine again?"

Yan Shu widened her eyes in horror when she heard this: "What do you want to do?"

However, Xiao Yu just smiled lightly, and his tone was unusually gentle. If Yan Shu had not seen the faint madness in his eyes, she would have been deceived by his gentle appearance.

"Shushu, don't be afraid. I'm just a little angry. After all, how could Shushu abandon me and let such a lowly person detoxify you?"

When Yan Shu heard his words, she immediately had a bad feeling. Then she saw Xiao Yu touch her waist lightly, and her body instantly went limp and she couldn't move.

So she could only watch as Xiao Yu walked to the small table where they had previously eaten, and picked up the pot of grape wine that she had added aphrodisiac to.

He pressed the secret buckle on the handle of the wine jug, and Xiao Yu quickly filled a glass.

It turned out that he had known for a long time that she had tampered with the wine jug.

Yan Shu was frightened, but she could only watch Xiao Yu walk towards her step by step with the wine cup in his hand.

Xiao Yu was a vengeful man. She had pushed him into the snake den in the past, and he would push her into the Colosseum the next day. Now that she had drugged him, Xiao Yu would certainly seek revenge.

Yan Shu suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart.

If she drinks the love potion and the effects take effect, how will Xiao Yu humiliate her?

Or let others come and humiliate her!

Yan Shu wanted to escape, but she couldn't move at all. She could only stare wide-eyed in fear, letting pearl-like tears roll down her cheeks.

Xiao Yu raised his hand to wipe away the tears, with a dark tide in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, of course I will accompany Shushu."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine, and the next moment he pinched the girl's chin tightly, quickly blocking her mouth that was about to scream.

Yan Shu whimpered and was forced to swallow all the sweet grape wine.

This was obviously Yan Shu's favorite grape wine, but at this moment it was churning in her stomach.

The scent of snow-covered pine wood even overwhelmed the sweet and sour aroma of wine, stirring between her lips and teeth.

All the tears and breath were taken away.

After a long time, he finally untied the knot around her waist, but Yan Shu had already lost her strength.

A hot flash gradually spread throughout her body. Yan Shu leaned limply against the door, her cheeks flushed red.

The drug had taken effect and she was no longer able to struggle.

Suddenly, a cold touch fell on her face. Yan Shu opened her eyes hazily and saw Xiao Yu casually raising his hand, and the back of his hand gently slid across her face.

It seems like pity, but also like contempt.

But at this moment, it was like a stream of cool spring water pouring into the scorching heat, making Yan Shu unable to help but raise her little face and move towards the source to retain it.

His low, joyful laughter instantly reached my ears.

"Shushu, tell me you need me." Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's blushing face. His cold tone seemed to seduce her, and there was a hint of obsession in his eyes.

Yan Shu felt her head burning, her mind already in a state of chaos and confusion. At this moment, she just wanted that cool feeling to be closer to her, closer and closer.

But after hearing that question, the girl struggled to open her eyes.

Seeing Xiao Yu's handsome face through her wet eyelashes, she began to show fear. She subconsciously pushed his hand away and whispered softly in resistance:

"No... I don't want you..."

Yan Shu's unconscious answer made the king, whose eyes were originally curved, look gloomy in an instant.

He pinched the girl's chin with his fingers, and a trace of crack appeared in his calm eyes. His tone suddenly became cold:

"Don't want me? Then who does Shushu want? The male servant that Empress Dowager Zhao Jing prepared for you?"