Chapter 110 Misunderstanding from a Past Life, Zhao Yu's Forced Care
Zhao Yu placed one hand on Xu Chumian's neck, his eyes remaining open as he observed her resistance.
Zhao Yu only released her when she was almost out of breath.
He gently stroked Xu Chuming's thin back with his large hand and asked, "Will you talk or not?"
Xu Chumian's chest heaved, and when she felt a little better, she slapped Zhao Yu across the face again.
Her voice choked with sobs, "Zhao Yu, you bastard!"
Zhao Yu pressed his tongue against his cheek, his face still cold. "Not going to talk? Then let's do it again."
Once again, Xu Chumian's senses were completely occupied by Zhao Yu's presence, and the breath in her chest was almost completely plundered by Zhao Yu.
Xu Chumian was breathing heavily, and large tears welled up in her eyes.
Helpless and angry, she cried out to Zhao Yu, "You're the one who did something wrong."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yu felt a pang in his heart. He wiped away Xu Chumian's tears, and the dampness on his fingertips softened his heart.
Aside from in bed, Zhao Yu could never bear to see Xu Chumian cry. He held Xu Chumian's waist, not allowing her to back down for even a moment.
He gently kissed a strand of hair on Xu Chumian's head. "Chumian, I need to know where I went wrong before I'm executed."
Xu Chumian pushed Zhao Yu away and leaned back to distance herself from him.
Zhao Yu's hand was now empty. He pursed his lips into a straight line, waiting for Xu Chumian's reply.
"On that day at Yuhua Tower, did nothing really happen between you and Shen Lingyin?"
Zhao Yu frowned, his memories unraveling, and he returned to the day Xu Chumian miscarried.
His brows furrowed, and his whole body turned cold.
Seeing this, Xu Chumian smiled mockingly, pushed Zhao Yu away, and was about to get up and leave.
Zhao Yu gripped her wrist, his long, narrow phoenix eyes fixed on her, his voice hoarse: "Chu Mian..."
Xu Chumian wiped away her tears and closed her eyes: "Zhao Yu, I can't forget that day. Do you dare to ask yourself honestly, have you never had any other feelings for Shen Lingyin?"
Zhao Yu tightened his grip, a sharp pain shooting through his chest. Looking at Xu Chumin's pained and resilient eyes, he felt a deep bitterness in his heart.
"My first sleep, that day I can explain—"
Xu Chumian interrupted him, "That's enough, I don't want to hear it anymore. Once I find a place, I'll move away from here."
Zhao Yu grasped Xu Chumian's shoulders, his voice deep, "That day, Shen Lingyin and the Prince of Qin were plotting outside the palace. By the time I arrived, the Prince of Qin had already left, leaving only Shen Lingyin."
"I...I didn't expect you to be outside."
Upon hearing this, Xu Chumian froze. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned her gaze to Zhao Yu. Her lips moved, but she remained silent for a long time.
Zhao Yu whispered an apology.
On this very day, he and Chu Mian lost their first child.
From then on, the two had no way out.
"Chu Mian, nothing happened between me and Shen Lingyin that day."
"Besides you, there has never been anyone else. You are the only one in my heart. I have never touched any other woman."
Xu Chumian felt as if all her strength had left her body. She dug into her palms, her nails digging into her flesh. "I won't believe anything you say now. Only you know about this, so of course you can make up whatever you want."
After Xu Chumian finished speaking, she was about to leave. She couldn't stay here any longer; she needed to find a place without Zhao Yu to calm down.
Zhao Yu's tall, mountain-like figure blocked her way. "Is there anything else you want to ask? Let's get this straight once and for all."
Xu Chumian lowered her eyes and said softly, "Move aside, I need to get out."
Zhao Yu's expression was deep and serious. "You can't leave."
If Zhao Yu lets Xu Chumian go, and she starts overthinking things on her own and then pushes him away, it will be a loss for him.
Zhao Yu put one arm around Xu Chumian and carried her to sit on the long table by the bed.
The two looked at each other directly. Xu Chumian's eyes were red and swollen. She looked away first, her mind in turmoil.
Zhao Yu held her hand and pressed it against his face, his voice very low: "Chu Mian, you haven't given me my birthday gift yet."
Hearing this, Xu Chuming's eyes flickered, and she frowned: "When did I agree to that?"
Zhao Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and he pursed his lips, saying, "You've given it to me every year before."
Her memory returned, and Xu Chumian stared at Zhao Yu, biting her lip.
Zhao Yu had a feeling that Xu Chumian was hiding something from him, so he asked in a low voice, coaxing him, "Chumian, you made my own special fragrance and personal clothing..."
When talking about underwear, Xu Chumian's eyelids twitched slightly, and she said in a hoarse voice, "One year, I made you an inner garment. You went to the palace on the night of your birthday, and when you came back the next day, all the clothes inside had been changed. I never saw that inner garment again after that."
As she spoke, Xu Chumian's voice was very calm, as if she were calmly recounting someone else's story.
Zhao Yu paused slightly, his eyes filled with helplessness and a touch of loneliness. He sighed softly, "When I left the palace, I was ambushed by the Prince of Qin's men. I was injured and my undergarments were torn. I changed my clothes so you wouldn't worry, and then slept in the study for more than a month."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Chumian opened her eyes slightly and stared blankly at Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu smiled faintly, and couldn't help but step forward and kiss her forehead. "What else do you want to know?"
Xu Chumian didn't want to listen anymore.
She reached out to push Zhao Yu away, but he held her hand firmly and pressed it to her lips.
Xu Chumian shuddered, her gaze towards Zhao Yu filled with indescribable emotions.
"So, you have to make up for the birthday gift you gave me."
Xu Chumian frowned, withdrew her hand, and hid it behind her back.
"No, I never promised you that."
Zhao Yu's eyes narrowed dangerously. He straightened up, his gaze slightly lowered, and his voice was neither cold nor warm, "You made two sets for Xiao Qingyan."
Xu Chumian paused for a moment, then said, "Our affairs have nothing to do with him."
Zhao Yu pursed his lips, a storm brewing in his eyes.
Xiao Qingyan has now become someone that Xu Chumian can't mention.
Zhao Yu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and skillfully removed the hairpin from her hair.
Xu Chumian: "Zhao Yu, what are you going to do?"
Zhao Yu smiled maliciously, "Of course, it's to serve Madam and help her rest."
Xu Chumian raised her foot and kicked Zhao Yu, "Shut up and get out of here!"
Zhao Yu sneered and pinched Xu Chumian's leg: "Since my rebirth, the only thing I regret is letting you meet Xiao Qingyan."
Xu Chumian laughed angrily, "Then you'll have many more regrets in the future."
Zhao Yu didn't give Xu Chumian a chance to speak, and told Guan Yan to go to the restroom to prepare hot water.
The bathroom was located on one side of the bedroom, and there was a small door in the bathroom for the maids to enter and exit to prepare water.
Guan Yan immediately agreed.
Xu Chumian's face turned bright red with anger: "Zhao Yu, don't do anything reckless!"
Zhao Yu stared at her, his eyes deep. He skillfully stripped Xu Chumian of her clothes, leaving her only in her undergarments. She stood there gracefully, her gaze filled with hatred as if she wanted to slash Zhao Yu hundreds of times.
He then took several hot towels from the bathroom and wiped Xu Chumian's face, hands, and feet.
After finishing everything, Zhao Yu kissed her forehead in a very good mood.
"Okay, time for bed."
Xu Chumian: "Zhao Yu, get out of here!"
Zhao Yu seemed not to hear, and picked up Xu Chumian horizontally, carrying her to the bedside.
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