Chapter 55 Prelude
After years of baptism, her gorgeous face has added a touch of mature charm, just like a beautiful jade that has been carefully carved and become radiant. Now that spring is surging and her face is full of rosy red, it is even more difficult to look away.
Wen Rensu tore off Ling Zheng's already tattered coat and bandaged the wound. After that, he met Ling Zheng's beautiful eyes and was stunned for a moment before coming to his senses and asking, "Ling Zheng?"
Ling Zheng suddenly woke up, closed his eyes, and seemed helpless about the current situation. He uttered two words: "Aphrodisiac."
Wen Rensu's expression changed: "How could it be?"
Ling Zheng's brows furrowed, a bright red stain covering his eyelids. He tried to muster some rationality and analyze, "...perhaps the woman's soft sword was smeared with medicine."
Wen Ren Su stood up decisively: "I'll go see if there is an antidote." He walked to the corpse and checked the clothes - there were only a few coins, he was really poor.
On the other side, an unfamiliar wave of emotion surged like a raging sea. Ling Zheng couldn't help but let out a moan. Her lips slightly opened and closed, and her plump lips were like a pearl, attracting others to kiss her.
His body moved restlessly, his hands dug at the broken snow on the ground, and he rubbed half of his cheek against the snow, trying to reduce the rising heat inside his body. Unfortunately, it was like a drop in the bucket, and his skin was only frozen to the point of turning blue.
His body, which was immune to all poisons, also lost its miraculous effects as his cultivation level decreased. For the first time, he felt the overwhelming desire, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart. His entire body was like a dormant volcano that suddenly activated and in urgent need of release.
Wenren Su witnessed this scene and stepped heavier.
Following the direction of the voice, Ling Zheng tilted his head slightly, his dark pupils filled with water, his Adam's apple rolling: "Wen Ren Su... Have you found the antidote?"
"I didn't find it." After saying that, Wen Rensu bent one knee, supported Ling Zheng's hips, and lifted him in front of him. Ling Zheng suddenly lost his balance and hurriedly hugged his neck.
"Let's find a suitable place." Wen Rensu said first.
Ling Zheng thanked him when he heard this, and then his body froze.
Wen Rensu felt the presence of a hard object in his upper abdomen. The person behind him hurriedly adjusted his posture, trying to get rid of this embarrassing situation as soon as possible, but almost caused Wen Rensu to lose his grip and drop him.
"Tsk." Wen Rensu slapped Ling Zheng's buttocks and said seriously, "Don't move around, hold on tight, or your butt will break in two."
"...The butt is originally divided into two parts." Even though the feeling of shame lingered in his heart, Ling Zheng couldn't help but refute when he heard the flaw in the words.
Wen Rensu sneered: "Then break it into four pieces."
"Childish." Ling Zheng muttered in a voice that anyone could hear clearly, then tightened his hands a little, and decided to go for broke, ignoring the "sword" poking at the other person, and rested his chin on his shoulder.
Wen Rensu stamped his feet on the ground and used his lightness skills to find a place to shelter from the wind.
Ling Zheng still didn't know how much Wen Rensu's power had increased. Wen Rensu pretended to be working hard, but in reality, he was moving around in his mind. Until Ling Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted, "Alright, if you can't find me, put me down... I'm suffocating."
"No, you don't have any internal energy now. It's icy and snowy here. I'm afraid that thing will turn into an ice sculpture before you finish dealing with it." Wen Rensu said seriously, and after shaking his slightly fallen butt, he began to look for a place seriously.
Hearing this half-teasing tone, Ling Zheng's face froze. After a moment's pause, he turned his head and looked at Xiang Wenren with a blank gaze, saying lightly, "If you continue like this, I'm afraid you'll be ruined soon."
Hearing this, Wen Ren Su stumbled and stopped, restrained his joking attitude, narrowed his eyes, concentrated his mind and looked in all directions.
"Okay, okay, I found it. There's a cave. Quick."
The Son of Heaven snuggled up to him. The young man was full of passion, like a warm jade in his arms, and it was very comfortable to hold him. Wen Ren Su patted Ling Zheng on the back and quickly ran towards the cave three miles away.
The entrance to the cave was not big and was mostly covered by withered vines. After putting Ling Zheng down, Wen Rensu kicked it a few times, clearing a gap only big enough for one person to pass through.
Wen Rensu hunched over as he entered, taking in the interior. It was spacious enough for three or five people. The surrounding stone walls were dry, and the ground hadn't been smothered in snow, which was excellent. He unbuttoned Yufeng's green jacket and spread it on the cold dirt.
Wen Rensu led Ling Zheng inside, shielding his head with his palms, "Watch your head."
After Ling Zheng entered alone, Wen Rensu cleared the vines in front of the cave entrance, picked out a relatively dry pile, dried them with his internal energy, then took out the fire starter he carried with him and lit it, forming a fire in front of the cave entrance. The heat was transferred into the cave, making it a little warmer.
Wen Rensu sat outside the cave entrance, legs casually crossed, in a comfortable position, and said with his head tilted, "I'll be guarding outside."
"……Um."
From the cave came the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and gradually, there was a little sticky sound of water and suppressed breathing.
As time went by, his breathing became heavier, and together with the continuous sound of water, it formed a vivid symphony, as clear as if it was right next to his ears. Wen Rensu could almost imagine Ling Zheng's every move and his expression at the moment.
"How lustful." Wen Rensu thought so, and casually filled in some dry vines. His eyelids curled up gracefully, and his dark pupils, with a faint smile, reflected the blazing fireworks before him.
The can of medicine that had been used only once was burning vigorously in the center of the fire, which could be said to be "destroying all traces".
After an incense stick of time had passed, seeing that the golden medicine had turned to ashes, Wen Rensu patted the newly covered snow on his body, and suddenly a strange feeling came to his heart.
What about the sound?
There was a quiet atmosphere all around, and even inside there was no movement.
Wen Rensu's expression darkened, and he immediately stood up and walked into the cave. The setting sun shone, its light lingering over Ling Zheng's huddled form. His clothes were half undressed, and he lay motionless on his side, his eyes closed—he was clearly unconscious.
What was shocking was that when Ling Zheng was unconscious, his hands were on his abdomen, his five fingers were bright red, the wound was a mess, blood was pouring out, and a strong smell of rust emanated from the cramped space.
When he finally lay down in the cave that was sheltered from the wind, Ling Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and began to deal with his business.
After a long time, the palms of his hands and the roots of his legs were already covered with liquid, but the focus of his work was still not at rest. Ling Zheng closed his eyes tightly, and due to excessive stimulation, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes into his temples.
He was gasping for breath, like a fish out of water, absorbing nutrients for life, but Ling Zheng needed more than that.
Medicine and poison are inseparable. He could sense that the aphrodisiac was unusually powerful. Even if he tried his best, it would only provide temporary relief.
The impulse still came in waves from his lower abdomen, but the place where he vented had already hurt. It was burning when touched and he could no longer bear it.
What a poisonous medicine! Could it be that my prediction will come true and I’ll burn myself to death... Fuck.
Even the usually cold-hearted Ling Zheng couldn't help but curse inwardly. He knew full well that he had a good appearance, and before he became famous, there were often people who teased him, and it was not uncommon for people to drug him. How could Ling Zheng ever be afraid of this?
Fortunately, thanks to its unique bloodline, not to mention aphrodisiacs, even dangerous poisons that can kill people instantly will be completely swallowed up once they flow through the body.
Ever since escaping from the Cliff Valley, he had only experienced the pain brought by swords and knives. He never expected that one day he would be persecuted so miserably by such a shameful thing.
It really is like a tiger in trouble being bullied by a dog. Ling Zheng smiled bitterly.
Another fierce wave of passion came over him, and a muffled groan came out of his throat. He inserted his fingers into the wound that had barely stopped bleeding and dug into it. Sharp pain suddenly covered his body, and warm blood covered his abdomen and palms. The passion was no longer so vivid and terrifying.
In this way, Ling Zheng tried to quench his thirst with poison. He ruthlessly injure his wounds, and soon his skin was torn and flesh was exposed, until he lost too much blood and passed out.
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Wenren called Lingzheng's name, squatted down and patted his back gently, and found that his clothes were soaked with sweat, a large area of the fabric was wet and cold, and clumps of hair stuck to his pale face.
He never expected that Ling Zheng could be so stubborn that he would rather hurt himself than ask him for help.
This shows that after spending these days together, Ling Zheng still hasn't let down his guard against him at all. Wen Rensu thought helplessly.
Hearing a familiar call in a daze, Ling Zheng's eyelids trembled, as if forcibly awakening some of his consciousness, and a few unclear mutterings escaped from his mouth.
Seeing that Ling Zheng had regained some consciousness, Wen Rensu helped him up, picked up a pill with two fingers and forced it into his mouth, then wiped the moisture off his soft eyelashes.
After finishing, his fingertips didn't leave, instead tracing the sharp yet gentle face. His eyes were fixed on one point, but inwardly he was revising the steps of his strategy - Ling Zheng's self-harm was beyond his expectations.
"What did you give me to eat?" As soon as the pill entered his mouth, it turned into liquid and melted into his throat. He could only feel a bitter taste spreading from the root of his tongue, and there was no chance to refuse at all.
Besides, Ling Zheng had no strength to resist. It was not until Wen Ren Su touched his face for an inexplicable period of time that he mustered up the strength to ask questions.
Wen Rensu's hand slid to his lips, and his thumb gently rubbed his lips, trying to smooth out the deep teeth marks. His lips instantly turned a deep red. He avoided answering and instead asked, "Why didn't you call me?"
Ling Zheng tilted his head away, avoiding Wen Rensu's fingers, and uttered a low "Hmm?"
As shrewd as he was, how could he not know what Wen Rensu was referring to? However, he had an inexplicable premonition in his heart - if he told her, something unforeseen would happen.
Wen Ren Su chuckled and no longer pursued Ling Zheng's answer. Instead, he avoided the wound and rubbed a few light red marks on his body. The smooth feel made him unable to let go. When it lingered to the waist, Ling Zheng froze like a taut string.
"It's still very uncomfortable, right?" The deep voice was like a string, with a subtle tenderness.
Because his body temperature was overheated, the temperature of Wen Rensu's fingers gave Ling Zheng the illusion of coolness. After taking the unknown elixir, he became much more conscious, but his body was still in an aroused state.
Not only was Wen Rensu's touch difficult for him to resist, but he also developed a desire for attachment. This thought suddenly made Ling Zheng feel ashamed, and his fingers couldn't help but clench the coat spread on the ground.
Ling Zheng pretended to be calm, took a long breath, and said quietly: "This aphrodisiac is quite deadly."
Wenren complained without a word. The bony hand explored downwards, causing Lingzheng's waist and abdomen to tremble violently. Fortunately, the healing effect of the elixir was excellent, and the wound did not bleed again. However, he did not care about this and shook off the increasingly presumptuous hand.
"Alright!" This was beyond Ling Zheng's acceptance.
The next second, Wen Rensu grabbed his wrists and shackled him above his head, with his knees between his legs.
A green dress spread out, and strands of black hair slid over the lake-colored waistcoat, brushing across the side of the man's face and the sensitive crook of his neck, causing the man beneath her to tremble a series of times, not knowing whether it was out of anger or helplessness.
Their hair was tangled, forming an ambiguous cage, just like their relationship, which was quietly changing. The sky gradually darkened, and the north wind howled outside the cave as usual. Inside the cave, the warmth from Wen Rensu and Ling Zheng's gradual closeness was enough to dispel the cold.
After violently suppressing Ling Zheng's struggle like a trapped beast, Wen Rensu looked at the handsome face so close to him and let out a soft laugh: "Ling Zheng, I've helped you so much, how about a reward now?"
The implication was obvious, but Ling Zheng's mind went blank. After a long while, he stammered, "What do you want?"
"Are you asking even though you already know the answer? You know it well, right? I'm Longyang." Wen Rensu raised his eyebrows.
Ling Zheng's face was ferocious for a moment, then he softened his attitude: "Don't be like this, I, I can compensate you with anything later."
He pressed his palm against Wen Rensu's fiery chest, keeping their distance calmly. His mind raced, trying to process this information.
He is now powerless and has to rely on Wenren's complaint to maintain stability. He cannot offend him too much. All he can do now is to deal with him as much as possible and try to dissuade him from his idea.
Although he admitted that he had vague feelings for Wen Rensu, it was not true, but just a confusion of the fledgling plot.
This request for pleasure is no longer appropriate for Ling Zheng now, and he has never thought about having a further relationship with Wen Rensu.
What could there be between a noble and upright hero from a famous family and an unforgivable poison master... or, perhaps, the medicine man who was once at the mercy of others?
Ling Zheng sneered in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face: "I am injured. If I bleed to death, it will spoil your mood. If you want someone, male or female, then I will-"
He clamped the chattering mouth with his knuckles, and in contrast to his forceful actions, he adopted a gentle tone: "You seem to have forgotten that it is you who needs you now."
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The author has something to say: Happy third day of the Qingming Festival holiday.
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