Chu Changning's body felt increasingly hot.
She stumbled up to the attic and pushed open the door.
"who?"
A cold voice, mixed with the sound of a hidden weapon, suddenly attacked.
As the killing intent surged, Chu Changning snapped back to reality, dodging the attack. She glanced to the side and saw who was inside the room, a chill running down her spine instinctively.
Bad luck.
So many people saw him in such a disheveled state.
Indeed, the three people inside the room were Yan Beimo and his companions.
Xie Xuan glanced at Yan Beimo, who remained silent, and then spoke up.
"What happened to the princess?"
There were too many people offering toasts ahead, so they came here to find some free time.
Chu Changning pinched himself hard to regain his senses, then turned and left.
Suddenly, something flashed by, and the door slammed shut.
"come over."
His gentle voice carried a chilling undertone that left no room for argument.
Chu Changning struggled to pull the door open, trying to get out.
Everyone noticed her flushed cheeks and seductive eyes, and immediately realized something was wrong.
Xie Xuan fanned himself with a light laugh, "Meixiang."
"Heh, Yan Er, your beauty has come knocking on your door."
After saying that, he put his arm around Cui Linyuan's shoulder and pulled him outside.
Cui Linyuan didn't say anything and let him push him away.
Once the two left, only Yan Beimo remained in the room.
Chu Changning could no longer hold on. She curled up, her burning body struggling uncomfortably, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red.
Yan Beimo lay lazily on the soft couch, looking down at her with a mocking gaze in his seemingly gentle eyes.
Chu Changning could sense his amused expression, so she forcefully suppressed her mischievous aura and looked up at him.
"My lord, you don't want anyone to see me like this and lose face, so please give me the antidote."
Yan Beimo scoffed lightly.
Have you ever heard of an antidote for this?
The bamboo leaves outside the window rustled, and his voice rang out again.
"Your antidote is a man."
Chu Changning's eyes were red. She clenched her fists, bit her lip hard, and stood up, wanting to walk out.
But she felt weak and powerless all over, her legs trembled and went numb, and she collapsed to the ground before she could even stand up.
The medicinal power surged wildly through her meridians, making her feel as if ants were gnawing at her body, causing her an uncontrollable urge to tear her clothes.
Yan Beimo sat casually on the soft couch, watching her performance with a detached expression.
Seeing how much pain she was in, he offered a word of advice.
"Chu Changning, I am your husband."
Chu Changning clutched his clothes tightly, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.
"Is there an ice room here? I'll go to an ice room."
She really couldn't hold back any longer.
"You'd rather explode and die in an ice room, is that it?"
He stared directly at her, his sharp gaze seeming to want to tear her apart.
Chu Changning didn't want to hear his insults, so she turned and left.
But the next second, he suddenly flashed over, his speed astonishing.
With his well-proportioned and muscular chest pressed against her back, she was pinned against the door.
"Let go—let go—"
She struggled, twisting and turning in his arms.
Yan Beimo grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.
A cold hand caressed her legs.
Unable to resist his teasing, Chu Changning unconsciously snuggled into his arms.
It's cool and refreshing, so comfortable.
"This is the most potent stuff from Spring Breeze Pavilion. Can you withstand it now? It won't take more than half an incense stick's time—"
He leaned down and pressed her tightly against him, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
"You'll grovel on top of me like a slut, begging me to give it to you."
Chu Changning's eyes reddened with anger at his words, and she instantly sobered up a bit.
She turned her head and bit his shoulder hard.
The sharp teeth pierced the flesh like two fangs, and blood instantly seeped out.
"Not all the men in the world are dead yet."
After she finished speaking, she pushed him away and was about to leave.
Yan Beimo's face darkened at her words, and he grabbed her by the neck.
"If you dare to cheat on me, I'll kill you."
The pain shot through Chu Changning's face, which had been pinched, and she bent her knee and kicked him in his vulnerable spot.
Yan Beimo reacted extremely quickly and dodged in an instant.
He flung her away, a murderous glint appearing in his cold eyes.
"You can give it a try."
Chu Changning sneered, brushed him aside, and turned to leave.
Yan Beimo watched her retreating figure, his eyes like cold stars, his brows and eyes sinister.
Not far from the pavilion was the hot spring pool. Chu Changning didn't care about anything else and ran away, lifting her skirt without regard for her image.
Just as I rounded the octagonal eaves, I bumped into someone.
"Girl, what's wrong?"
Chu Changning quickly stepped back, but the man grabbed her hand.
"It's so hot, are you getting cold?"
"open!"
Yang Zhou noticed that her face was flushed and her hands were burning unnaturally, and he immediately realized what was going on.
He squinted, his hand seemingly unintentionally reaching out to touch the soft little hand.
Chu Changning had no knife in his hand, but a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
She grabbed the man's arm and twisted it backward forcefully.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch--" Yang Zhou screamed like a pig being slaughtered, "Let me go, do you know who I am?"
Yang Zhou, the young master of the Hongnong Yang clan, has been fond of brothels since childhood, and his reputation for being a playboy is unparalleled in Yandu.
Chu Changning didn't care who he was, threw him aside, and tried to head towards the hot spring pool at the back.
There must be an ice room here if there's a hot spring. She has to get to the ice room quickly; she can't take it anymore.
How could Yang Zhou let her go? He had finally caught such a beauty.
He immediately grabbed Chu Changning's hand and pulled it back hard.
Chu Changning felt weak and extremely uncomfortable inside. Unable to resist, he was forcibly pulled to the back.
Suddenly, a scream rang out.
She was enveloped in the scent of snow-covered bamboo when someone picked her up and carried her horizontally.
Yang Zhou frowned when he saw the person who came, but he was firmly pressed to the ground by the guards and could not move.
"Yan Beimo, what are you doing?!"
The person in his arms squirmed, and Yan Beimo glanced disdainfully at Yang Zhou on the ground, his voice cold.
"Bring the person over here."
"yes."
Behind the hot spring was an ice chamber. After Yan Beimo led the people inside, he ordered the stone door to be locked.
Chu Changning lay on the ice bed, and a continuous stream of internal energy flowed into her body, instantly clearing her hazy eyes.
The black mist enveloped her all around, and the intense sense of oppression suppressed her nerves. She supported herself and pressed herself tightly against the stone wall behind her.
"Awake?"
Yan Beimo withdrew his hand and straightened up.
Chu Changning bit her lip tightly, remaining silent.
"Let go, let go of me."
Yang Zhou was forced to kneel on the ground, his face flushed with anger.
"Yan Er, we are both from noble families. There is no need for us to have a falling out over a woman. As long as you release me, we can pretend that this never happened."
Yan Beimo always presented a gentle and polite demeanor in front of others, and Yang Zhou had never seen him so sinister before, which made him feel vaguely uneasy.
Seeing him approaching while fiddling with a knife, he immediately spoke.
"You know my personality. I just came back from Jiangdong and don't know what Jinling looks like, so I didn't recognize you."
"How about this, I'll consider that shipment from Jizhou as my apology?"
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