Chapter 130 Zhao Yu, You Are Zhao Yu
We arrived at Wenju very quickly.
Having been informed in advance by his bodyguards, Doctor Chen was already waiting in the main courtyard.
There was a spare cloak in the carriage, and Zhao Yu wrapped her up tightly. He quickly got off the carriage and used his light-footed skills to return to the main courtyard.
Xu Chumian opened her eyes slightly, the ants inside her body revived, continuing to gnaw at her bones. She gripped the mattress tightly, and stretched her other hand out of the bed curtains.
There seemed to be people talking incessantly outside, disturbing Xu Chumian's peace.
She pulled her wrist back, her hands gripping her clothes and scratching her arms, as if she thought that scratching her arms raw would relieve the itch deep inside her body.
Outside, Doctor Chen frowned deeply.
"This medicine is rare. The antidote requires a medicinal herb called cypress seed, which is hard to find in the capital. My pharmacy doesn't have it. Your Highness, you should quickly send someone to find it. It will take at least a day to go back and forth."
That means the antidote won't be available until at least tomorrow.
Zhao Yu's face was gloomy, and an indescribable chill emanated from him.
Doctor Chen added, "If this medicine is not administered in time, it could very well cause the patient to explode and die. Miss Xu is already weak, and this medicine is too potent. The person who administered it is truly ruthless."
Zhao Yu frowned deeply. "Go down first."
After Doctor Chen left, Guan Yan couldn't help but step forward, "Master..."
Zhao Yu's eyes were icy cold, and his face was extremely ugly. "Go and investigate for me. Turn the world upside down and find this person."
Guan Yan: "Yes!"
Everyone inside left.
A beautiful figure moved faintly behind the bed curtains.
Zhao Yu lifted the bed curtains. Xu Chumian opened her eyes slightly. She recognized the person by the bed, but her throat was hoarse and she couldn't say a word. She could only hold his hand and cry helplessly.
She had already taken off her inner garment, revealing a thin layer of inner garment underneath.
Her fair skin glowed with a rosy hue, radiating an astonishing heat.
Zhao Yu stared at her, and said in a deep voice, "Chu Mian, who am I?"
Zhao Yu's words seemed to be far away, and she couldn't hear anything. She tightly gripped Zhao Yu's fingers, but the man didn't move at all. She could only step forward herself, but before she could even touch Zhao Yu's collar, he grabbed her arm.
Xu Chumian looked at him pitifully.
How could this person be so wicked?
Zhao Yu's eyes were extremely red. He stared at Xu Chumian, not letting her look away in the slightest, and asked, "Who am I?"
Xu Chumian shook her head. She didn't want to listen to him. Her body felt hot and itchy, as if it was about to burst.
She tilted her head back and pressed her lips to Zhao Yu's.
I tossed and turned in bed.
Not enough, not enough at all...
Zhao Yu gripped her wrist, his strength increasing, and in a moment of distraction, Xu Chumian was lying flat on the bed again.
Zhao Yu's temples bulged, veins on his wrists stood out, and his voice was forced out from his throat.
"Xu Chumian, speak! Who am I?"
Xu Chumian's eyes were filled with tears, her vision blurred, and she pressed her hand against Zhao Yu's cold hand, like a young animal finding the person it could trust and rely on most.
How long has it been since Zhao Yu saw Xu Chumian's well-behaved appearance?
It was so long ago that he couldn't even remember.
Xu Chumian returned to his side, but in this state...
Zhao Yu dared not imagine what would have happened if he hadn't met Xu Chumian today, but had instead encountered another man.
Violence and boundless rage filled Zhao Yu's body; his fury was overwhelming.
Xu Chumian kept whimpering in discomfort.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Zhao Yu kissed her lips again.
Just like being in a carriage.
Xu Chumian bit her lip, showing no signs of relief.
She shook her head, crying.
Zhao Yu's body was as taut as a bowstring. He pressed, "Chu Mian, who am I?"
He wanted Xu Chumian to see clearly who was in front of her.
Who has been watching over her, staying by her side all this time?
Zhao Yu never substitutes for anyone; if Xu Chumian wants to be with him, there can be no one else.
He wanted Xu Chumian to see clearly that it was him, Zhao Yu, and only Zhao Yu.
Xu Chumian opened her hazy eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
She recognized the person in front of her, but something seemed to be blocking her throat.
Xu Chumian kept shaking her head.
Xu Chumian did not answer.
Zhao Yu asked questions again and again, his eyes filled with increasing desire.
Her legs kept moving, seemingly brushing against Zhao Yu.
Finally, she forced her eyes open, as if she were at her last gasp, and clutched Zhao Yu's clothes, sobbing softly, "...Zhao Yu."
Zhao Yu's back relaxed slightly, and a sour feeling welled up in his eyes.
"Chu Mian, what do you need me to do?"
Xu Chumian didn't know either, "Zhao Yu, I want Zhao Yu..."
"Zhao Yu, please help me."
The murmurs broke down Zhao Yu's defenses.
He leaned down and kissed Xu Chumian's lips, his clothes falling to the ground.
Xu Chumian was still very hot.
She stared at Zhao Yu's tightly closed collar, her eyes misty: "It's hot."
Zhao Yu's lips curled slightly, his upper body arched slightly, and he took off his clothes, revealing his broad and powerful body...
The bed was filled with a subtle fragrance.
A slightly warm and tingling sensation started from my calves...
Xu Chumian kept kicking him, looking angrily at Zhao Yu.
"Zhao Yu, I need ice. I'm still very hot. You can't stay here."
Zhao Yu could no longer relieve the heat radiating from Xu Chumian's body.
Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes and looked up along Xu Chumian's calf, giving her no chance to speak.
Xu Chuming froze, unsure of what had happened.
She kicked Zhao Yu in the shoulder...
He cried out again, "Go away..."
But soon, the heat swept over again.
Suddenly, Xu Chumian's eyes widened, and her cry of pain was swallowed by Zhao Yu.
Someone was calling her name.
"First Sleep, who am I...?"
Xu Chumian closed her eyes. She had finally managed to feel better, so she decided to let herself stay in her dreams and avoid the annoying heat.
The man kept calling her name.
"First Sleep, who am I?"
Xu Chumian had no choice but to open her eyes and meet the man's deep, unfathomable gaze. He seemed to be smiling as he kissed the corner of her lips.
They quickly retreated.
Xu Chumian bit her lip and remained silent, clinging to his shoulders and arms. She looked up at the ceiling, but her hand soon slipped down.
Zhao Yu stopped, and Xu Chumian started feeling unwell again.
She frowned, her eyes darting around, before slowly landing on his face.
Zhao Yu asked calmly, "Who am I?"
"Zhao Yu".
Say it again.
“Zhao Yu…”
From afternoon to evening, the noise inside the house never stopped.
A woman's sobs came from inside the bed.
The poison returned repeatedly; every time Xu Chumian closed her eyes to fall asleep, the excruciating itching would sweep over her again.
Zhao Yu's shoulders and arms were covered with bite marks from Xu Chumian.
Zhao Yu wrapped his arms around her loosely, his eyes filled with doting affection.
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