Chapter 129 Xu Chumian's Traditional Chinese Medicine
Xu Chumian quickly realized that her body was not normal. Only one maid was allowed in the villa, so Xiao Tao followed behind Xu Chumian with a worried look on her face.
"Princess, we'll be at the side gate soon."
Xu Chumian hummed in response. A surge of heat emanated from her limbs, and it felt as if ants were gnawing at her bones from deep within her body. By the time she reached the entrance of the villa, her steps were unsteady.
Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead. She frowned as she recalled everything that had happened at the banquet that day.
Having experienced what happened in her past life, Xu Chumian instantly realized that she must have been drugged.
The only unusual thing at the banquet was that glass of wine.
The heat inside her body made Xu Chumian want to scratch her skin raw.
She frowned deeply, feeling an inexplicable agitation, and her cheeks turned an unbelievable red.
Xiao Tao was startled and cried out, "Princess, please bear with it a little longer."
Just then, Zhao Yu, who was talking with the Crown Prince, suddenly focused his gaze and his phoenix eyes caught sight of Xu Chumian at the end of the path ahead.
She moved extremely fast...
It seems there's something urgent going on.
Zhao Yu's gaze darkened slightly, and his brow furrowed. "Your Highness, I have important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."
The crown prince was taken aback. "This... he also said he would enter the palace later..."
Zhao Yu's jaw tightened, as if he really had something important waiting for him.
Seeing that Zhao Yu was resolute, the Crown Prince did not press the matter further.
Zhao Yu quickly followed the figure ahead.
As the crown prince stared at Zhao Yu's back, he naturally also saw the person at the end of the road.
The crown prince shook his head and smiled slightly.
Who would have thought Zhao Yu would have this day?
Seeing that they were almost at the side gate, Xu Chumian lifted her skirt and quickened her pace.
The banquet was not yet officially over, so only a few servants remained at the side gate.
As Xu Chumian stepped out of the side door, she was suddenly grabbed at the waist and exclaimed in surprise, "Who's there?"
Zhao Yu's voice was extremely cold. He had heard Xu Chuming's rapid breathing and her ears turning red when he was still behind her...
Zhao Yu's face was extremely dark and his expression was ashen. He used great force in his hands and immediately picked the person up and carried him out.
The person in his arms had a flushed face and kept moving in Zhao Yu's arms. Her once clear and bright eyes were now filled with tears. She still maintained her rationality and pushed against Zhao Yu's chest.
Xu Chumian's voice was extremely hoarse and choked with sobs, "Let me go, I want to go back."
Zhao Yu held her firmly in his arms, his embrace like an iron wall, and Xu Chumian could not break free even a little.
He suppressed the rage in his eyes and softened his voice: "Don't be afraid, Dr. Chen is currently staying at Wenjuli."
Xu Chumian's eyes were red and swollen. She shook her head, and tears slid down her cheeks.
"I want to go back to the Princess's residence."
At this moment, Guan Yan arrived at the door in his carriage.
With so many carriages and the area so well-hidden, few people could clearly see Zhao Yu and Xu Chumian.
Without a moment's hesitation, Zhao Yu carried the person upstairs. The other officials' servants didn't even get a clear look at Xu Chumian's face, while Xiao Tao covered her face with her hands and followed her into the carriage.
Xu Chumian's resistance was futile, and the carriage sped towards Wenju.
Wenju is only a quarter of an hour away, while Xu Chumian's princess residence is at least half an hour away.
Zhao Yu was worried that she wouldn't last long.
Xu Chumian was burning hot all over, and as soon as she got into the carriage, she started to tug at her long skirt.
The dress was intricate, wrapped around the waist in multiple layers and fastened with complicated buttons. She kept tugging at it, anxious but unable to untie it, so she could only pull at the neckline, hoping to let in some cool breeze.
Zhao Yu fed her some cold water.
The coolness soothed Xu Chumian for a moment, but it wasn't enough. The heat in her body only intensified, and her breathing became more and more rapid.
Tears fell in a steady stream.
Zhao Yu let out a deep breath, his eyes were very deep, and he could never bear to see Xu Chumian cry.
Zhao Yu had no choice but to hold her and remove her long skirt, revealing that she was only wearing a moon-white undergarment underneath.
Zhao Yu held her in his arms. "Are you feeling better?"
The medicine was toxic. Xu Chuming's body grew hotter and hotter, and tears kept streaming down her face. Helpless, she looked at Zhao Yu involuntarily and shook her head: "Zhao Yu, I feel terrible."
The soft calls softened Zhao Yu's heart, and he urged Guan Yan to ride faster.
Just then, the carriage suddenly stopped.
Zhao Yu held her tightly in his arms, but Xu Chumian's cheek brushed against something cool and soft.
She clung to Zhao Yu as if he were her lifeline, constantly moving closer to him.
The woman's face trembled, her hair was disheveled from being touched, and the hairpin slipped to the ground as it swayed, her black hair spreading across her back.
Xu Chumian's consciousness became increasingly blurred. She climbed her arms onto Zhao Yu's neck. Originally, she was being held by Zhao Yu, but now she was nestled in his arms, her arms wrapped around his neck, like a bewitching demoness in a dream, murmuring Zhao Yu's name over and over again.
A string in Zhao Yu's mind tightened more and more. He put his arm around Xu Chumian's slender waist, his gaze deep, forcing himself to suppress any inappropriate thoughts.
A slender arm reached up from the man's neck, filled with a delicate fragrance. It brushed past his Adam's apple and touched Zhao Yu's face.
Zhao Yu stared into Xu Chumian's eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Chumian, who am I?"
Xu Chumian couldn't hear Zhao Yu's words anymore; she only found it noisy.
She covered Zhao Yu's lips with her palm, trying to block out the noise.
But in that instant, Xu Chumian felt a chill in her palm.
So this is where it is.
Zhao Yu has a solution, so why doesn't he tell her?
Xu Chumian's eyes welled up with even more tears.
Faced with Xu Chumian, Zhao Yu had little patience to begin with, and with her constantly moving in his arms, even a saint would find it hard to resist.
Zhao Yu closed his eyes, but still didn't move.
He removed Xu Chumian's hand. "Chumian, we'll be there soon."
Xu Chumian found him annoying, sobbing and crying, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him directly on the lips.
It was at this spot that Xu Chumian felt as if she had received candy, and she repeatedly traced the corner of Zhao Yu's lips.
Zhao Yu's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and finally, when the woman's soft tongue probed inside, the string in his mind snapped completely.
Zhao Yu held her slender neck with his large hand, and soon took the initiative, his strength so great that it seemed he wanted to devour Xu Chumian whole.
Xu Chumian looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, her whole body covered in a thin layer of sweat.
The two were entangled, and her breathing became more and more rapid, as if something was about to burst forth from the ground.
Xu Chumian whimpered; it wasn't cold enough.
Zhao Yu gently stroked Xu Chumian's back repeatedly with his large hand, trying to ease her pain a little.
Zhao Yu was also feeling unwell, and Xu Chumian had stirred up his anger.
Xu Chumian's eyes and nose were red. She leaned weakly against Zhao Yu, her chest heaving faster and faster. Her face was scrunched up in discomfort, and her legs were pressed together, moving incessantly in his arms.
Like a wounded young animal.
Unfortunately, the streets were crowded with carriages and pedestrians today, which slowed down our return journey.
Zhao Yu kissed Xu Chumian's forehead.
He sighed softly and hugged Xu Chumian tightly.
Xu Chumian's eyelashes trembled, as if she didn't understand Zhao Yu's actions. Soon, she grabbed Zhao Yu's clothes and burst into tears.
Zhao Yu continued kissing her lips, murmuring, "First Sleep, it will be here soon, don't be afraid."
Soon, Xu Chumian focused on her kiss with Zhao Yu.
Their breaths mingled.
Zhao Yu stared intently at Xu Chumian's expression with his phoenix eyes, then suddenly tightened his grip.
Xu Chumian opened her eyes, her brows relaxed slightly, and her eyes became clearer.
This time, Xu Chumian felt as if her body had cooled down.
She slowly closed her eyes.
Zhao Yu tenderly kissed the top of her head.
Zhao Yu lowered his eyes. Her face was pressed against his chest, her eyes closed, but she was not sleeping peacefully.
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