Chapter 90: Life-saving grace, should be repaid with one's body
Lu Sui brought Jiang Yueyao back to the Taifu Mansion.
Qing Yi looked at the bright red mark on her neck and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "The girl's neck has suffered so much following her. It was pinched once or twice. If it happens a third time, I'm afraid it will be broken."
"What are you talking about?" Qingshu glanced at his master who was standing at the door giving orders to Qingfeng, then winked at Qingyi, "Treat him quickly."
Qing Yi looked at him while taking Jiang Yueyao's pulse.
"There's no point in being anxious. If the master hadn't arrived in time today, looking at the girl's pulse..." He sighed, "It would be truly dangerous."
Qingshu was also very angry.
"This Prince An is completely insane. Why is it that his entire family has set their sights on our daughter? Poor girl, she's been subjected to so much abuse..."
As he was speaking, he heard footsteps approaching and Qingshu immediately stopped talking.
Lu Sui walked over and took a look at Jiang Yueyao lying on the bed. Her skin was fair and tender, and the red bruises on it were particularly shocking.
"How?" he asked Qing Yi.
Qing Yi withdrew his fingers from taking the pulse, turned around and opened the medicine box: "It can be cured."
Lu Sui sat down beside the bed and looked at the unconscious Jiang Yueyao. His face was gloomy, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he said nothing.
After a while, Xiaoxi's weak voice came from the yard.
"The young lady was injured today because of my failure to protect her properly. Please punish me, Master."
Lu Sui didn't say anything. Qingshu, who was standing beside him, glanced at him and walked out.
It was late at night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse above. The light under the porch was dimmed, illuminating Xiaoxi who was kneeling in the yard clearly.
He was covered in blood, with half a blade stuck in his arm... He was staggering and about to fall down.
At this moment, a man's low and cold voice was heard in the room.
"Heal your wounds first, then go to the Dark Guard Camp and receive twenty lashes!"
"Yes, thank you, Master."
Xiaoxi tried hard to get up from the ground, but her body swayed. Qingshu saw it, rushed over and held her up.
Xiaoxi calmed herself down, covered her chest with one hand, and her face turned pale with pain.
"Girl... Is she okay?"
I was in so much pain that I was almost dying, but I was still worried about the girl.
Qingshu sighed: "Even in this state, you're still thinking about the girl?"
"The girl is fine. She was just pinched by that bastard Prince An. Her neck was almost broken..."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said this. As soon as he said this, Xiaoxi couldn't hold on any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and fell down.
Qingshu caught her and ran towards the Dark Guard Camp with her on his back.
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When Jiang Yueyao woke up, it was already afternoon.
The room is very quiet.
She looked at the ink-blue curtains above her head, then touched the soft golden-threaded mattress beneath her. Her mind was filled with thoughts of how comfortable being a ghost could be. Even after death, she could sleep on such a nice golden-threaded nanmu double bed. It was much better than her life on earth.
She rolled over and tried to get up, but every time she moved, she grimaced in pain.
"Hiss..." She touched her neck with her hand and found that it was wrapped with gauze.
A memory immediately flooded into her mind. Prince An was strangling her neck fiercely. She felt like she couldn't breathe and was about to die. The door behind her was kicked open, and then she seemed to hear Lu Sui's voice.
Lu Sui?
She was stunned for a moment, then looked at the curtain above her head, and suddenly a bold guess came to her mind.
Could it be that she didn't die?
Is this Lu Sui's bedroom?
Thinking of this possibility, she endured the pain in her neck and got out of bed. She lifted the bed curtain and saw that the room was luxuriously decorated in a low-key and elegant style, showing off the prominent status of the owner living in the room.
Jiang Yueyao went out and just as she turned around the screen, someone came in.
The other person was dressed in an official robe and had just returned from the palace. His face was cold and gloomy, but the moment he saw that she had woken up, his cold aura instantly eased a lot.
"Awake?" he asked her as he strode towards her.
Jiang Yueyao looked at the man in front of her whom she hadn't seen for half a month and felt inexplicably aggrieved.
Her eyes turned red, she called out "Sir", and then ran towards him.
Lu Sui stopped.
He stood there without moving, letting Jiang Yueyao throw herself into his arms. He tightened his hands at his sides, but ultimately did not push her away.
"Mister Wuwuwu, you are finally back."
"Please don't leave Beijing again, okay? Life is so difficult for me without you as my big support."
"Also, Prince An's family are not good people. They only pick on me and bully me."
"Prince An is already my father, and he wants to take me as his concubine."
"He is shameless...wuwuwu, shameless..."
The girl buried her face in his chest and cried loudly.
The summer official uniforms of the Daye Dynasty were thin and breathable. Even though there was a layer of lining underneath, they were soaked through by Jiang Yueyao's crying.
Lord Lu, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, looked down and saw that she was crying and wiping her tears with his official uniform. He tried to hold back but couldn't help it. He raised his hand, grabbed her arm and tried to pull her away.
Unexpectedly, it would have been fine if he hadn't moved, but as soon as he moved, she hugged him even tighter.
"No, no, don't leave me."
Lu Sui took a deep breath and tried his best to make his voice sound less harsh.
"Let go first."
"No!" Jiang Yueyao finally raised her little face from his arms.
A white and tender little face the size of a palm, with eyes red from crying, eyes filled with glistening tears, two lines of tears hanging on pink cheeks, pink lips pouting, eyes full of resentment.
"It would be fine if you didn't hug me and comfort me for a few words, but I hugged you and you still weren't happy."
"This is my official uniform..." Lu Sui felt that it was unnecessary for him to explain this.
"I don't care. It has to be washed anyway. What if you ask me to stick it on again?" She said, and put her face on it like a rogue.
"I'll stick to it, if you have the guts, throw me out."
As she spoke, she tightened her arms around his waist.
Yesterday she was still lying quietly in his arms.
Today he is full of energy and starts yelling nonsense again.
The corners of Lu Sui's lips curved slightly.
"Jiang Yueyao, you are going to strangle me to death."
Jiang Yueyao grinned at him and said, "Your waist is so thin, sir."
After she said that, she didn't forget to touch it.
Lu Sui's expression changed suddenly.
He raised his hands, pried open her arms that were hugging his waist, pulled her aside, and walked into the inner room.
"Don't follow me in, I need to change my clothes."
Jiang Yueyao followed him happily as if she had no ears.
"Oh, how can you trouble Lord Lu to do such a small thing personally? Let me help you change it."
Lu Sui stopped suddenly.
He turned around and looked at the girl standing behind him.
Meeting her excited eyes, he couldn't help but sneer.
"You only think about beautiful things all day long!"
"No." Jiang Yueyao looked innocent. "I'm just grateful that you saved me last night."
"There's a saying that goes, 'If someone saves your life, you should repay them with your own life.'"
"You don't want me to be your concubine, just a maid and serve you, right?"
"Serving what?"
Jiang Yueyao came close to him and laughed.
A pair of bright almond-shaped eyes, full of desire for his body.
"Back scrubbing, massage, bed warming..."
She said and blinked, asking him curiously.
"Does your Excellency really have no needs?"
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