In the darkness, Jiang Yuzhu slowly woke up.
She found herself lying on the bed with a severe headache. She fell into a deep pit and lost consciousness. Could it be that she was caught by the man in purple again?
Her body felt as if she was in an ice cellar, shivering with cold. Jiang Yuzhu wanted to sit up, but found that her arms and legs were weak and she could not exert any strength in her whole body.
She was powerless to resist, which made her even more panicked.
After calming down for a while, Jiang Yuzhu felt the bracelet on her wrist and felt a little relieved.
The cold air rushed in from all directions, penetrating into every pore of her body and washing over her limbs and bones. Jiang Yuzhu felt the blood in her body solidify and her teeth chattered with cold.
Hongli must have sent the message out, but in the end she never waited for anyone to come and rescue her.
Xie Zhao, will he come?
Jiang Yuzhu slowly closed her eyes, thought about this question seriously, and found that she was not sure.
It seemed like in a moment, but also like a long time had passed, the door was pushed open with a creaking sound.
The footsteps came closer and stopped beside the bed.
An unknown sense of panic swept over her body in the darkness. Jiang Yuzhu bit her lip and prepared herself to fight to the death with that man.
At the moment of contact, Jiang Yuzhu struggled desperately, but the man held her arms tightly and pulled her into his arms.
The two of them were too close, and the friction generated an electric current. The warm breath with a slight moisture was right next to Jiang Yuzhu's ear, making her feel nauseous.
"Get out of here, get out!"
The other person's actions were too intimate. Jiang Yuzhu was frightened and annoyed. She couldn't use her strength and bit the other person's arm.
Even if she dies, she must make the man in purple lose a piece of flesh and blood!
Strangely enough, the man stopped struggling after Jiang Yuzhu started talking.
Just when she was confused, a hoarse voice sounded: "Yuzhu, it's me."
Xie Zhao curled his lips helplessly, but his arm was restrained by Jiang Yuzhu and he didn't have time to pull it free.
The strong smell of blood beside her mouth made Jiang Yuzhu throw Xie Zhao's arm away and screamed, "Yuanhe, why is it you?"
Xie Zhao came to save her, why didn't he say anything?
Jiang Yuzhu felt even more upset because he couldn't distinguish between friend and foe and hurt Xie Zhao for no reason.
Xie Zhao smoothed her hair, held her in his arms, and said in a soft, soothing voice, "Yuzhu, if I forcibly pull my arm out, I'll hurt you."
Jiang Yuzhu had already been given medicine, and Xie Zhao thought she would not wake up so soon, so he did not make any big noise.
Unexpectedly, even when Jiang Yuzhu was sick, she was still very quick.
At least, this tooth is very useful.
It was pitch dark outside, and Xie Zhao lit the oil lamp in the room.
With the help of the faint light, Jiang Yuzhu realized that it was neither the Xie Mansion nor the Jiang Mansion.
The room is simply decorated with few furniture, but the bookshelf in the corner is very conspicuous.
"This is my husband's yard outside the city. Occasionally, he'll stay overnight when he goes out of town on business."
Xie Zhao took out a white handkerchief from his arms and touched the corner of Jiang Yuzhu's lips. In an instant, gorgeous poppy flowers bloomed on the handkerchief.
This blood belongs to Xie Zhao.
Jiang Yuzhu gently stroked her lips, then belatedly stared at the handkerchief, and then suddenly burst into tears, "It's all your fault!"
I entered the room silently and suffered an unexpected disaster!
Jiang Yuzhu knew how hard she bit people, and when she saw the glaring teeth marks on Xie Zhao's arm, she felt guilty.
"It's my fault."
Xie Zhao held Jiang Yuzhu in his arms and touched her forehead with his hand. Fortunately, it was not so hot anymore.
Jiang Yuzhu was silent, tears rolling down her face. Xie Zhao could only wipe them away clumsily, but he couldn't wipe them away completely.
Soon, the other handkerchief was wet.
"It's my fault for coming too late."
Xie Zhao apologized very carefully, which made Jiang Yuzhu cry even more violently.
Now, Xie Zhao was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort her. He could only hold Jiang Yuzhu in his arms and pat her back gently.
Jiang Yuzhu felt dizzy and felt warm in Xie Zhao's arms, which made her hum comfortably.
At this moment, she was in a complicated mood. She hated someone for plotting against her, was upset about accidentally hurting Xie Zhao, and felt guilty and distressed.
In times of crisis, Xie Zhao still came. He is trustworthy.
After a long while, Jiang Yuzhu said awkwardly, "Remember, I'm not someone who defaults on debts. I will repay you in the future."
Xie Zhao's heart couldn't help but move, as if he had heard the most wonderful love words, and his blood rushed to his body. He felt happy and asked in a low voice, "Madam, how do you want to repay me? Why don't you consider my suggestion last time?"
It is said that the only way to repay a life-saving favor is to repay it with one's own body. Xie Zhao saved Jiang Yuzhu several times. He only made a small request, asking Jiang Yuzhu to consider the matter of the Spring Palace.
"Then I saved you too!"
Jiang Yuzhu spat. Xie Zhao was nothing like the abstinent male protagonist described in the book. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing, scheming and sinister. If you weren't careful, you would fall into his trap!
Xie Zhao held her in his palm and in his mouth. Even though Jiang Yuzhu was very cautious, she trusted him deeply.
Xie Zhao curled his lips teasingly and coaxed softly: "Yes, so as a husband, I am always ready to sacrifice myself. Madam has the final say."
"Nothing serious!"
Jiang Yuzhu felt much better now that she was no longer shivering from the cold. She leaned in Xie Zhao's arms, perhaps too tired to let go of the warmth.
Facing Xie Zhao's burning gaze, Jiang Yuzhu felt extremely uncomfortable and refused to answer the question.
Maybe one day, I don’t know how long it will take.
Xie Zhao was willing to wait. This time, unlike more than three years ago, it was a real wedding night.
With a faint smell of blood still wafting through her nose, Jiang Yuzhu suddenly sat up straight and said, "Your wound needs to be bandaged."
"good."
If it weren't for the wound on his arm, the couple's relationship would never have taken such a big step forward.
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