Chapter 38 Drugged by Zheng Yaozong
Lu Zhenyu, who was trembling with passion just a moment ago, was startled awake by the sudden sound and reached out to stop the man's impending action.
As she gestured for Shen Jingsi to be quiet, she lowered her voice and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaomeng?"
"I've come to bring you sleeping pills."
Lu Zhenyu closed her eyes in despair.
Damn it, I forgot about that.
She bit her lip speechlessly. "Um... you don't need to tonight. You should go and get some rest."
"So you're not going to use the medicine for sprains and bruises anymore? You don't need to use it for the slap on your face, but the doctor told you that you need to use it for two months to completely heal your knee injury."
Lu Zhenyu frowned, and finally got off Shen Jingsi reluctantly.
She casually tossed aside the triangular lace dress hanging from one ankle, gathered her already tattered bathrobe back in front of her, and closed the bathroom door behind her.
He went out and took the tray containing the medicine from the servant.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaomeng."
"It's no trouble for you, young mistress. Sweet dreams."
After watching the servants leave, Lu Zhenyu reached out to close the door, but as soon as she turned around, Shen Jingsi, who had somehow sneaked up to the wall, turned around and pressed her against the door.
The water glass wobbled a couple of times before being steadied by a large hand. As he took it, he glanced at the various medicines on the plate. "You're injured?"
It's an old knee injury caused by being forced to kneel in the ancestral hall by Zheng's mother last month, and I've been taking medication ever since.
Seeing that no one spoke, Shen Jing pressed on, "They bullied you and even slapped you, right?"
He became somewhat serious, but Lu Zhenyu didn't want to bring up those unpleasant topics at this moment.
Time in dreams is too short, and she can't bear to waste precious time on unimportant people and things.
She smiled and reached out to wrap her arms around Shen Jingsi's waist, pressing her cheek against his bare chest.
"It's almost healed, let it go."
Shen Jingsi's tightly furrowed brows remained unchanged, and even the darkness of the night could not conceal the coldness in his eyes.
He pulled her into his arms. "Zhenzhen, if you get bullied again, you have to tell me, okay?"
Tell you? How should I tell you?
I'm not sure when I'll be able to see you again after tonight. I just want to enjoy every moment I spend with you.
Suddenly struck by a heavy sadness, Lu Zhenyu secretly exhaled a few breaths and looked up at her chest.
"Xiao Meng probably won't be coming. Should we continue?"
Shen Jingsi gently stroked her rosy cheeks, his eyes practically overflowing with doting affection. "Do you want to continue?"
The anger that had been building up inside them had long since dissipated, and the two of them simply squeezed together on the sofa.
Shen Jingsi rubbed the ointment from the jar in his palm to generate heat, then pressed it onto her knee.
Moonlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the two embraced tightly on the narrow sofa.
Lu Zhenyu was reluctant to sleep, and even though she knew it was a dream, she still asked knowingly, "Will you come again tomorrow?"
Shen Jingsi gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips. "Do you want me to come?"
Lu Zhenyu answered without hesitation, "I want to."
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead forcefully. "Then I'll do it."
"Baby?"
"Um?"
Shen Jingsi suddenly asked, "During the time I was away, did you have another relapse?"
Lu Zhenyu nodded obediently, "Yes."
His heart tightened with dread; the thing he had feared most these past few days had come to pass.
Shen Jingsi tightened his lips and looked at the person in his arms, "How did you get through it?"
The girl in my dream was good at getting information out of people, so I answered her directly and without any pretense:
"Take medicine, hug yourself and lie in this room, on the sofa, on the floor and just endure it, or take a lot of sleeping pills..." to numb your nerves.
Before Lu Zhenyu could finish saying the last four words, she was interrupted by a hot tear that hit her nose.
The person paused for a moment, blinked, and tentatively reached out to touch it. When their fingertips touched the wetness, they trembled involuntarily.
She looked up at Shen Jingsi, and seeing the heartache and self-blame in his eyes, she felt a lump in her throat.
"Silly boy, why are you crying?" Lu Zhenyu straightened up and wiped away the tears on his face. "It's okay, I'm used to it. Actually, I'd be more scared if he suddenly stopped having these episodes."
The only benefit of repeatedly experiencing pain and despair is that she will perceive her own vitality in the process, proving that she is still alive in reality.
A blissful, painless life only exists in dreams.
That would be an incredibly terrifying thing, meaning that Lu Zhenyu is not far from developing a mental disorder and losing her sense of self.
Shen Jingsi asked that question again: "Who in this family has bullied you?"
Lu Zhenyu retreated into his arms...
The night gradually faded as they chatted softly.
As the dream fades away, dawn breaks, and the beautiful night comes to an end.
Lu Zhenyu woke up and lay on her side on the sofa with her hands behind her head, gazing at the blue sky outside the French windows. Her physical exhaustion and longing for the dream made her reluctant to wake up.
I pretended to sleep on the sofa for a long time, deceiving myself, before dragging my tired body to the main house. I ate a quick breakfast and then went back to the villa.
No sooner had the person left than Zheng's mother began to grumble, "Five years of marriage and not a single child yet, could it be a useless belly?"
Zheng Yaowan across from her scoffed, "Your precious son is never home, you expect the hen to lay eggs on its own?"
As the saying goes, what is said without intention may be taken to heart by the listener. After thinking it over, Zheng's mother felt it made sense, so she called Lu Zhenyu over again in the afternoon and gave her a good lesson in moral education.
Her words were essentially urging her and Zheng Yaozong to have a child, to find a way to keep the man, because it was unacceptable for her to be alone in an empty room every day.
No matter what was said, Lu Zhenyu just nodded in agreement; whether she actually did it was another matter entirely.
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These past few days, Shen Jingsi has been appearing in Lu Zhenyu's dreams every night. Lu Zhenyu is a little unaccustomed to the sudden frequency of these dreams.
But gradually, it wasn't just about not being able to adapt, it became about sinking into despair.
Even if the two of them were simply in the same place in her dreams, she was reluctant to wake up every day.
That day, after finishing breakfast, Zheng and her daughter prepared to go to the next city to attend their friend's daughter's wedding.
Lu Zhenyu had some free time. Around five o'clock, she put down her pen, took a bath, and obediently lay back in bed.
The room was lit as usual, with the nicotine from the recently burned candles still burning.
Lu Zhenyu fell asleep without realizing it, surrounded by the scent of tobacco that calmed her emotions and put her mind at ease.
Half-asleep, I felt inexplicably hot, and my legs under the covers were unconsciously clenching and grinding together.
A moment later, she suddenly felt a weight on her body. Thinking it was Shen Jingsi, she opened her eyes to look.
The face gradually came into focus, which startled Lu Zhenyu awake!
"Zheng Yaozong, what are you doing!"
Wearing a bathrobe, Zheng Yaozong was currently lying on top of her, sniffing from her full, protruding breasts downwards, his face full of intoxication and fascination.
Lu Zhenyu tried to struggle, only to find that her hands and feet were tied up.
She tried her best to break free from the restraints, and red marks were visibly rubbed off her wrists and ankles.
At this moment, Zheng Yaozong was like a maggot in a dry toilet in summer, writhing and slithering on her body, making Lu Zhenyu's stomach churn wildly with disgust.
"Zheng Yaozong, if you dare to touch me, I'll die right now."
Zheng Yaozong chuckled, "Then I'll keep you tied up every day until I get a seed in your belly, and see if you'll still be willing to die."
Lu Zhenyu gritted her teeth. "You're wrong. That would only make me die faster."
If she's pregnant with Zheng Yaozong's child, then before she dies, her uterus must be removed and burned to ashes.
Zheng Yaozong wouldn't let her go because, with the help of drugs, men who previously suffered from erectile dysfunction in her would quickly respond.
Lu Zhenyu sensed this too, so she panicked.
The most terrifying thing is that she gradually realized that although her brain's rationality wanted to resist men, her body would uncontrollably respond to their advances.
What did you give me to eat?
Zheng Yaozong would never admit that he had his servants tamper with her incense.
That big guy straddled Lu Zhenyu, his breath heavy and agitated as he began to unbutton her long, elaborate nightgown.
Lu Zhenyu's real panic came the moment the man pulled down her pajama bottoms.
The first thought that popped into my head was that this time, I might really not be able to escape.
She lay there in despair, her eyes closed, tears streaming down her face, her throat constricted and struggling to breathe.
I wish this were all a dream, but her hands, feet, and heart hurt so much.
Yes, this is not a dream.
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