Chapter 66 Tribulation: Is the oath you swore useful?
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The soft quilt and fragrant couch were covered in mud; their breaths mingled, and their hot breaths gradually became more rapid.
My legs felt numb and weak, completely at the mercy of others. Every struggle only made the red rope bind me tighter, as if I were on a ship tossed about in a storm, unable to control the turbulence, being pushed along by the capricious waves.
Chu Li's vision began to blur, and several times her mind went blank. She didn't know how long she had been tormented. Shang Xinglan in the realm of divine sense seemed to be tireless, or perhaps he was still young and was in the midst of great interest in this matter, and did not know how to restrain himself. It was simply endless.
Neither pleading nor scolding had any effect on him.
With her mouth dry and throat parched, Chu Li felt like her throat was about to burst into flames. If this continued, she wouldn't even be able to leave this place, let alone deal with Erlong.
It's all Shang Xinglan's fault. Why did he keep thinking about these things? He should have just done what he was supposed to do.
"Husband..." Chu Li was startled by her hoarse voice when she opened her mouth. She pushed him helplessly, with almost negligible force, "I'm not leaving, I want to drink water."
Shang Xinglan looked down at her, and finally took pity on her and released her wrist. He warned in a low voice, "Don't try anything funny."
Chu Li: "...I'm really tired and thirsty, and you've tied me up with ropes, how am I supposed to do anything funny?"
Seeing that her eyes were red and she was about to cry again, Shang Xinglan had no choice but to get up and pour her some water.
Chu Li sniffed and said softly, "I want to drink Qingshan Cloud Mist."
Shang Xinglan frowned slightly, looking at her with some suspicion, seemingly surprised that she knew the name of the tea, even though she clearly didn't recognize many words in the book.
They must have drunk there at the Yuehong Pavilion.
His eyes darkened, and he placed the teacup on the table, his movements carrying a hint of displeasure and anger.
Brewing Qingshan Yunwu tea is troublesome; it takes at least half an incense stick's time to brew it properly.
Chu Li stared at his retreating figure as he went to fetch tea leaves. She hurriedly and laboriously climbed up from the soft couch and carefully groped for the dagger that Shang Xinglan had given her for self-defense inside her removed clothes.
After a long while, she finally found the dagger, and with great effort, she pulled it out of its sheath and slowly cut the red rope binding her hands.
With the rope breaking, Chu Li finally felt relaxed and let out a long sigh of relief. She looked up at Shang Xinglan, who was still pouring tea for her.
Escaping under his nose is no easy task, as this is, after all, his spiritual domain.
Chu Li sighed inwardly. There was no other way but to do it that way.
Shang Xinglan's shoulders and neck were covered with red bite marks. When he raised his hand to pour tea, even his knuckles were covered with bite marks from someone.
As the tea flowed gently, he gazed at the bite mark on his knuckle that resembled a ring, and a slight smile played on his lips.
That's how it should be.
Ah Chu is a bad cat. If he runs away, he will encounter danger and may be tempted and lured away by bad people. He should catch him, as that would be the safest thing for him.
After pouring the tea, he picked up the teacup, gently blew on it to cool it down, and then turned and walked to the edge of the couch.
Chu Li burrowed into the soft quilt, only revealing her bright, clear eyes as she looked at him.
Shang Xinglan liked her eyes the most; they looked innocent, but actually hid many wicked ideas that no one knew about.
He chuckled inwardly; at least he knew how to be shy and hide himself.
They are husband and wife, and they will often have to be so open with each other in the future. Ah Chu should get used to it as soon as possible.
"The tea you requested."
Shang Xinglan sat down on the edge of the couch, about to help her up from under the covers, when he suddenly felt a chill.
His pupils contracted sharply for a moment, and he instinctively grabbed her wrist, but the dagger had already plunged deep into his chest.
He had never been wary of Chu Li, and even if someone told him that Chu Li would kill him, Shang Xinglan would never believe it.
The pain in his chest was clear, and Shang Xinglan stared at her blankly.
Chu Li reached out and hugged him, speaking softly as if coaxing a child, "It's alright, my husband. I didn't hit any vital organs. You won't die, after I find Erlong..."
Shang Xinglan closed his eyes, gripped her wrist, and pulled the dagger out inch by inch.
"Ah Chu, you really are incorrigible."
He suddenly opened his eyes and bit her neck hard, causing Chu Li to cry out in pain.
Shang Xinglan threw away the blood-stained dagger. He didn't know why he was so angry. He just felt that this kind of thing had happened more than once. He should have taught her a lesson long ago until she dared not treat him like this again!
The pain in his body was completely overshadowed by his anger. He pressed Chu Li into the soft quilt without any sense of tenderness, and mercilessly grabbed her slender neck.
The feeling of suffocation quickly overwhelmed Chu Li's mind. She even felt that Shang Xinglan might really strangle her, but whenever she couldn't breathe, the other party would give her some air so that she wouldn't faint. Moreover, for some reason, the sensation of every inch of her body became clearer, and tears fell uncontrollably.
No, this won't do...
"Shang Xinglan," Chu Li called out, her voice choked with sobs, "I..."
She had barely uttered a single word when the other person slipped their fingertip into her mouth, rendering her speechless.
For the rest of the time, Shang Xinglan didn't say another word to her, and no matter how much Chu Li begged for mercy, he wouldn't let her go.
For three whole days, Chu Li did not leave that soft couch.
Even meals had to be eaten on that couch, because Shang Xinglan had fastened a gold lock around her ankle.
Chu Li ate and cried at the same time. She missed Shang Xinglan, who would comfort her. The person in her spiritual realm was not her husband at all. Even if she stabbed him in the back, her husband would swallow his anger and would not retaliate like this.
What she didn't know was that Shang Xinglan had endured too much, which was why he had accumulated so much dissatisfaction and resentment in the realm of divine consciousness.
Three days are almost up. After the sun goes down today, she will never be able to return to her own body. Even though she told Shang Xinglan that she would die, he did not believe her at all, and thought that she was still playing tricks on him.
Now Shang Xinglan really has to keep her here forever.
Damn it, go to him in your next life. Even if she's a beggar for the rest of her life, she'd never look for him again.
Chu Li cursed him a thousand times in her heart, but she still couldn't help but tremble when she saw him approaching.
Shang Xinglan seemed to be in a pretty good mood today, unlike the gloomy mood of the previous two days. He sat on the edge of the couch and handed Chu Li a box of snowflake cheese.
Chu Li took it and ate two bites with a wronged expression.
She couldn't refuse to eat; if she didn't, he would go crazy and bully her.
Shang Xinglan pulled her into his arms and held her tightly, as if he were guarding his treasure and not allowing anyone to covet it.
“Achu.”
Chu Li was being held so tightly that she could hardly breathe. She pushed him away slightly and said in a low voice, somewhat annoyed, "What is it now?"
He rested his chin on her neck and whispered, "I love you the most."
Upon hearing his words, Chu Li paused slightly and turned her head to look at him.
Raven-feather-like eyelashes cast a shadow beneath her eyelids, obscuring her emotions.
Receiving no response, Shang Xinglan asked in a low voice, "Do you think you can live perfectly well without me?"
Chu Li frowned. She had never said that. They were just trying to frame her and bully her again.
"But I am not."
He hugged me tighter, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible, "I can't live well without you, so you can't hurt me anymore, never."
It was clearly an order, but it sounded more like a plea.
Chu Li pursed her lips, and for some reason felt that he was somewhat like the Shang Xinglan she knew, and not so annoying anymore.
After a long pause, she gently hugged him back. "I know. I swore a solemn oath that I would never leave you again, so you don't need to be afraid."
"Does your solemn oath have any effect?"
"...Of course!"
Shang Xinglan seemed a little relieved, raised his hand to pat her head, and said gently, "Do you want some water?"
Chu Li put the pastry in her mouth and nodded.
He got up to leave, then turned back and smiled, "Don't stab me with a knife this time."
This was the first time Chu Li had seen him smile since entering the realm of divine sense. A fleeting, elusive feeling crossed her mind, and she whispered, "I'm locked up by you, how can I poke you? You talk too much nonsense."
Shang Xinglan suppressed her smile, stared at her intently for a moment, and said softly, "Achu, we will definitely be together forever."
After saying this, he finally turned and left.
Chu Li quickly threw away the cheese in her hand, pulled out a hairpin from her hair, and tried to pry open the gold lock on her ankle.
Hurry up and open it, she's doomed once the sun sets.
However, the more anxious she became, the more her hands trembled, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Chu Li tried her best to calm herself down and focused intently on unlocking the door.
With a click, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Before she could even feel happy, Chu Li felt the soft couch beneath her tremble. She froze for a moment, then looked up and saw that everything around her was gradually turning into fragments and disappearing.
Chu Li hurriedly got up. The room, the vase, the table and chairs, the setting sun outside the window, everything in the world gradually disappeared, leaving only darkness, and Shang Xinglan was nowhere to be seen.
She didn't know what had happened and anxiously called out Shang Xinglan's name.
The world was a deathly black, and no one could answer her.
She ran helplessly, when suddenly she heard a familiar, gentle voice behind her.
"Achu, you did a great job. You should go back now."
Chu Li turned around abruptly, and before she could react, it seemed as if someone in the shadows had pulled her back.
The hand pulled her forcefully, and Chu Li fell into the darkness.
At the same time, inside the Linshui Pavilion, Chu Li, who was fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
Her chest heaved violently; before she could even process what had just happened, she heard a series of rumbling thunderclaps, as if a storm was about to break.
The thunder gave her a headache, and she slowly sat up, only to have a soft little ball of fur pounce on her.
"Mother, you're finally awake!"
The little boy clung tightly to her, his face dirty and his hair a mess, as if he had been bombarded.
Chu Li was stunned and cupped his little face in her hands. "Yinyin, what's wrong with you?"
The little boy wiped his face, holding back his tears, "A huge bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky, and the house collapsed. It was so scary."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Li paused for a moment, looking out the window in disbelief. Sure enough, large sections of the house had collapsed, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and golden flashes of lightning kept appearing.
It's a tribulation of lightning.
Shang Xinglan is about to ascend to immortality.
But what about the Eerlong?
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