Chapter 78 I've wanted to do this for a long time. I'll hold her in his warm chest...
"Also, he knows where my mother is! Go ask him..." Yun Yang gasped with difficulty, "My sister is gone, I can't live without my mother anymore..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the blood drained from the young man's already pale face.
She knew everything.
"Okay, I'll go ask," he said.
After getting off the carriage, the chaotic scene outside had been completely suppressed. Although Xue Yu and Xue Siye were both born into wealth, they had never slacked off in their martial arts. They came to this camp to take advantage of the terrain and were also prepared to die in the process.
Unexpectedly, Song Fanghe was not a popular figure, and there were many frictions between the guards he brought with him and the original soldiers in the barracks. His foundation was not yet stable, and he was almost completely disintegrated.
Another burst of dense sword lights and shadows flashed by, and in the darkness, there were the sounds of swords entering flesh and muffled groans.
Lord Wen, who was placed aside, stared at Xue Yu who was standing with a sword in his hand in astonishment.
He pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyes to watch the man surnamed Song slowly fall down at his feet.
"Lord Xue... Isn't Lord Xue a civil servant?" Lord Wen muttered in shock.
The murderous sword was sharp, both quiet and fierce. The unconcealable edge appeared on this young man who had remained calm and composed since the fall of Shuzhou, like a cold sword drawn from its sheath.
When Lord Wen learned that Song Fanghe had flirted with Miss Yun, he couldn't help but sigh, "Lord Xue and Miss Yun are truly deeply in love!"
This henchman of the previous dynasty was killed without any hesitation, and there's no need to take credit for it?!
But it's also true, why should the Xue family do this?
Xue Yu slowly pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the bloodstained blade clean. Then, holding the sword with his hands behind his back, he walked over and leaned forward. "Thank you, Master Wen, for your guidance. Are you alright with your injuries?"
"I'm fine. It's all thanks to your wife who broke into the mine and rescued me." Lord Wen chuckled, "Your wife has been waiting for you anxiously these days. Sir, please go and accompany her. They will take care of this. You and your wife are so loving and loving, I envy you!"
Xue Yu was startled, then calmly explained, "Yun Yang is not my wife..."
"Not Madam? That's not right. I asked Miss Yun, and she said it was her lover." Lord Wen asked in surprise, "Could it be that they haven't gotten married yet?"
Xue Yu was silent for a moment and asked, "Did she really say that?"
"Yes, Miss Yun has heard from this humble official many stories about your deeds in Shu Province. Your worry and joy are undeniable." Lord Wen completely assumed Xue Yu was being low-key and lowered his voice. "Could it be that it's inconvenient for a woman to accompany the army, so you need to hide your identity?"
Xue Yu felt as if he was floating in the air.
Lord Wen had an expression that showed he understood everything. Lord Xue was born with such a handsome appearance, and his elegance and grace were hard to conceal. With such talent and family background, it was normal for him to be reluctant to lower himself. Lord Wen decided to give him a push.
"That tent inside is where Miss Yun lives. The rest of the tents in the camp have all burned down. Is Miss Yun injured or poisoned? Since you are engaged to her, you should be taking care of her!"
Speaking of poisoning, the Joyous Incense and the Love Wine are truly malicious!
A soldier not far away came with a doctor carrying a medicine box. Xue Yu nodded and went to the carriage.
Song Fanghe intended to get his hands on Yunyang, how could he let him live?
As he approached the carriage, Xue Yu heard soft sobbing coming from inside, as if the person was in great pain.
She seldom cried before, but later when she was wronged, she would cry whenever she saw him, but it was always silent crying, never crying out loud like she did now.
Xue Yu was extremely flustered. He strode over and lifted the curtain. He saw the woman on the couch with messy hair, her beautiful cheeks flushed like the morning glow, her eyes sparkling, her clothes half open, revealing her snow-white shoulders. Her skirt was wrinkled as she twisted her body, and it gathered together, making her slender waist look so slender that it could be held in one hand.
The hazy moonlight spread as the door curtain was lifted, and she had scratched several glaring red marks on the snow-white chest, which were intertwined with ambiguity and made people imagine a lot.
Her plump red lips were unusually full and bright red, slightly open, revealing a pale pink tongue. There were even glistening saliva at the corners of her lips, and her eyes were extremely erotic as she moved around.
"Xue Yu..." Her voice was filled with unusual desire as she whispered, "Antidote..."
The clamor outside was still going on, and he heard "I want it."
Taiyangxue jumped heavily.
As a man, how could he not know what she wanted at this time?
Unable to suppress his restless emotions, Xue Yu covered the carriage curtain with one hand, turned his back, his heartbeat was deafening, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.
Does she really want him...?
He closed his eyes and raised his hand to his brow.
Seeing that he didn't move, the people in the carriage began to sob unbearably. The sound was so soft and weak that he had never heard it before, as if it was about to turn into hot honey and pour it on his panicked and restless heart.
The cold winter night wind blew by, and the young man in the snow-white clothes stood there motionless with his sleeves fluttering, like the white snow on the mountain, cold and lonely.
If you look closely, you can see that his hands in his sleeves are trembling slightly, and his neck and ears are all red.
After a moment, he lifted the car curtain and looked at the sweaty woman in the moonlight. His expression was solemn and he said quietly, "Do you really want it?"
Yun Yang's slender back trembled slightly, and her fingers gripped the car window frame tightly. She was being tortured by the powerful drug and was feeling worse than death. The emptiness and burning in her lower abdomen were unbearable, and her rationality was devoured. She just wanted to relieve the unbearable desire. He had the antidote but didn't give it to her, and asked her if she wanted it?
Hearing Xue Yu say this, anger rose in vain, and he urged: "Yes, of course! Hurry up!"
He just smiled noncommittally, and the next moment, he lifted his robe and sleeves, carried her out of the carriage, and strode towards the tent.
The doctor stood there in a daze: "......?"
Yun Yang leaned on Xue Yu's shoulder and felt extremely comfortable. He was like a piece of cold jade, able to swallow up the strange heat in her body and fill the unbearable emptiness.
But it's not enough, I want more...
Xue Yu kicked open the door of the tent and took her into the bed room.
The candlelight was dappled, and Yun Yang couldn't tell whether it was firelight or moonlight. She stared at him intently, from his beautiful, flowing jawline to his straight nose, and then down to his overly tight clothes. She recalled the many times he'd casually exposed his chest after sword practice or bathing...
Thin skin, cold white, with a firm waist and abdomen faintly visible
She smiled dazedly, hooked one hand around his neck, and tugged at his collar with the other, humming, "Why are you being so reserved...it's not like you haven't seen it before."
The face of the once dignified and reserved young master turned red as if blood was about to drip out. He held her wrist and said gently, "Yangyang, have you really thought it through?"
She is not in her right mind now, so he cannot take advantage of her, but Lord Wen said that she acknowledges him as her lover.
The fact that she liked him was enough to make his mouth dry...
He still had some sanity left, and although he had longed for her for a long time, he had never thought of profaning her when she was like this.
As they smelled each other's breaths and were stimulated by the drugs, the shy and ignorant Yun Yang couldn't help but kiss his neck and Adam's apple, whispered softly in his ear, and raised her thin and straight legs to rub against his strong and narrow waist instinctively.
Xue Yu took a deep breath, and then another deep breath.
"Who am I?" he asked.
Yun Yang opened her hazy eyes, "Brother-in-law...Xue Yu."
"Is it my brother-in-law or Xue Yu?" he asked.
The outline before her eyes became clearer and clearer, like a thin mist dispersing, revealing the handsome face she had been thinking about day and night. She murmured, "Xue Yu..."
It would be great if he wasn’t her brother-in-law, but just Xue Yu.
"Call me, kiss me." He whispered, holding her in his arms.
Yun Yang's eyes were moist and her heart was beating fast. She said as she was told, "Xue Lingjun, I like you so much..."
There was a commotion outside the tent, and the ferocious flashes of fire and swords were reflected on the tent, but Xue Yu suddenly felt his heart calm. Although his body was still on edge, his chest was filled with unspeakable satisfaction.
Her cheeks and the corners of her eyes were flushed with a light red like rouge, and she bit her lips unbearably, but her eyes were sparkling. Her cautious love for him lost her usual restraint in such a confused and passionate moment, and could not be concealed at all.
He gently kissed Yun Yang's sweaty forehead and whispered, "Bad girl..."
It was so painful for him to keep it a secret.
You traveled thousands of miles to find him despite the chaos and war. Does it mean you like him?
The bride-to-be appeared in the enemy camp in the lost city, just to wait for him. Does she like him?
Even though she was drugged by this filthy drug, she didn't let Song Fanghe touch her. Instead, she told him "I want it". Does that mean... she likes him?
He suddenly remembered that she had not called him brother-in-law, but Xue Yu, and in confusion she also called him by his nickname.
Xue Yu hugged the woman tightly in his arms, his thin lips trembling as he whispered softly and restrainedly in her ear: "I like you too, Yun Yang, my bad girl."
Yun Yang had tears in her eyes. She hugged his waist tightly and rubbed against him, trying to find his lips impatiently and clumsily.
He let her kiss him, as if he was measuring something, his breath heavy but not kissing, until she whimpered irritably, her voice filled with dissatisfaction and unspeakable temptation, her wet tongue pressing against his lips and teeth.
He could no longer bear it, so he grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her fiercely and quickly, as if he wanted to pour out the longing that had been suppressed for so long.
Yun Yang wanted more, and she caressed and untied his laces. Xue Yu's breathing was disordered, and he pushed her away slightly. His thin and slender neck was slightly tilted up, and his Adam's apple rolled violently. The next moment, he hit her on the back of the neck, and the woman, who was caught in the heat, slowly collapsed in his arms.
He put his arm around her waist and shouted outside the tent, "Come in!"
There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the doctor came in with a medicine box on his back. He didn't dare to look up, and poured out his words like beans, "Sir, please spare me. It was, it was that Lord Song who forced me to find this aphrodisiac for him. I was also forced into it!"
After saying that, he hurriedly searched the medicine box and took out a white porcelain bottle. "This is for clearing away heat and detoxifying. The effect is remarkable! You can give it to the girl without worry."
The fighting outside was about to stop, and the tent was very quiet.
Xue Yu didn't take the porcelain bottle. His flushed face faded slightly. He said calmly, "Try one first."
Without a word, the doctor poured out a red pill and swallowed it, sneering ingratiatingly, "Look, sir, it's not poisonous! This is an antidote, really! The medicine this girl took is commonly used in brothels. Apart from having sex with men, general heat-clearing and detoxifying medicines can relieve it."
"Relieve?" Xue Yu frowned.
"Yes, this can't be cured completely." The doctor said as a matter of course, "Besides, does this girl have to stay a spinster forever? After getting married and having a night of love with her husband, the problem will be gone."
Xue Yu took a deep breath and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."
The doctor knelt down and presented the white bottle, "Please use it, sir!"
After the person left, Xue Yu lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Yang in his arms, her arms still around his waist.
She had lost a lot of weight, her chin was pointed, and there were tear marks at the corners of her eyes.
The majestic heroine in the eyes of others seemed to be a different person from the little girl who was now obediently lying in his arms.
His fingertips traced across her delicate and beautiful eyebrows and tucked her messy hair behind her ears.
He suddenly remembered that she had never cried in front of anyone except him.
The medicine seemed to be working. Yun Yang's frown relaxed, the faint blush on her cheeks faded slightly, and the teeth marks on her red lips became more obvious.
He closed his eyes, gently stroked her lips, then brought a bowl of water and fed it to her.
After drinking the water, her expression became more relaxed, but her fingertips kept twisting the corner of his clothes and would not let go.
Xue Yu raised his thin lips and looked at her sleeping face quietly, feeling that he could continue looking at her for a long time.
He didn't want her body, but he felt more satisfied than if he had. The joy and sweetness that surged from the gap spread out, filling his desolate heart, and he felt dizzy.
It was late at night. Birds were hushed and insects were chirping, but outside the tent there was no sound at all.
With her shirt half-open, he climbed onto the bed and held her tightly in his naked, warm chest.
I've wanted to do this for a long time.
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