Chapter 9 What is there to hide
That night, Xiyan felt as if she was in a desperate situation between ice and fire.
Even in her sleep, her whole body was burning hot, as if it was being roasted on a raging fire, and every inch of her skin seemed to be burning.
But at the same time, waves of chill surged up from deep within her bones, making her teeth chatter and her body shiver involuntarily.
The torture of alternating hot and cold made her consciousness gradually blurred, her head felt dizzy, and in a half-awake state, she seemed to have returned to the dark days many years ago when she begged on the streets and was chased by vicious dogs. Fear followed her like a shadow.
Then, she seemed to see countless demons and monsters rushing towards her with bared fangs and claws, trying to drag her into the endless dark abyss.
She kept mumbling incoherent words, sometimes shouting in fear, sometimes groaning in pain, her hands waving unconsciously in the air, and everything around her became unreal and ethereal.
In a trance, it seemed as if a pair of cold hands reached out to his clothes.
Xiyan's body trembled slightly, and the unfamiliar touch passed through her like an electric current, making her feel resistant in an instant.
She subconsciously struggled, trying to shake off the strange hand, but the owner of the hand seemed extremely persistent and a little tough, and tore off her wet clothes in a few seconds.
Even though she was unconscious, she instinctively sensed the abnormality and her body became increasingly hot.
The jade-white body seemed to be covered with a layer of light crimson gauze, which was delicate and tempting.
There seemed to be a breathing sound beside her ear, which became heavier and heavier, brushing past her ear again and again, bringing a tingling sensation.
She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but because she was so weak all over, her eyelids were too heavy to lift, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she let out an almost inaudible moan.
Then, the big hands picked up her naked body and threw her into the bathtub in an instant.
The warm water instantly enveloped her, counteracting the alternating hot and cold sensations in her body. The pain that had surged like a tide miraculously subsided a lot, and then she completely lost consciousness.
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I don’t know how long it took, but Xiyan slowly woke up.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw the familiar white gauze curtain. She didn't know when she was back in her room.
She was covered with a warm quilt, and the room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.
She moved her body slightly and was pleasantly surprised to find that the searing pain that had been like a leech on her bones had gradually faded away, leaving only a little fatigue and weakness.
Facing the morning sunshine, she subconsciously looked out the window and suddenly saw the slender figure standing there quietly with his hands behind his back, looking sideways at the swaying dead branches outside the window.
His posture was upright, like a pine tree standing proudly in the morning light, isolated from the world.
The sunlight cast a golden outline around him, his profile firm yet gentle. His narrow eyes held no warmth, as if he cared little for anything in the world.
Hearing the movement behind him, Xiao Nanyan slowly turned around, with a cold look in his eyes:
"woke up?"
Xiyan had never expected Xiao Nanyan to appear in her room. Her consciousness had not yet fully recovered from the trance of surviving a disaster, and she stared at him blankly:
"Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Xiao Nanyue frowned slightly, his eyes became more fierce, and he walked step by step to the bedside, blocking the sunlight behind him. Xiyan suddenly felt a hint of coolness in the room, and her body involuntarily shrank into the quilt.
Xiao Nanyan walked to the bed, looked down at her condescendingly, and said coldly:
"Your life belongs to me! If I want you to live, you live! If I want you to die, you die! If you have thoughts of suicide again, you will be punished more than just this!"
His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Xiyan's heart hard and making her regain consciousness instantly.
It turned out that all the illusions were not dreams. It was Xiao Nanyue who rescued her from the lotus pond, and it was also he who gave himself the antidote to the Burning Heart Powder.
Xiyan felt mixed emotions, which were hard to describe.
If Xiao Nanyan hadn't come to his rescue, he would have probably already perished at the bottom of the lotus pond. However, he was also the one who had punished him by taking the Heart-Scorching Pill.
On the other hand, she felt extremely embarrassed and ashamed because she was unconscious and he saw her in such a miserable and defenseless state.
She had already built a wall of her heart between herself and the world, not wanting anyone to see her unbearable state, let alone the regent who was high above her and who controlled her life and death!
Seeing that Xiao Nanyan seemed to be angry, she hurriedly sat up, met his cold gaze, and responded softly:
"I will never dare to do that again!"
Xiao Nanyan snorted, but did not leave.
Xiyan only felt that the gaze above her head suddenly became hot. She was startled and subconsciously followed Xiao Nanyue's gaze.
When she saw this, she was immediately filled with shame!
It turned out that under the quilt, she was only wearing a pastel-colored bellyband and thin panties, with a large area of her jade-white skin exposed. She couldn't help but scream "Ah" and quickly buried her body in the quilt.
In Xiao Nanyan's eyes, it really is:
Her jade neck is slightly bent, like a lotus just beginning to bloom; her eyes are timid, her cheeks are flushed. She is like a rosy cloud perched on a peach branch, or an orchid hidden in the dew, with an expression of overwhelming shyness.
At this moment, she is completely different from the usually cold and aloof Shura Xuesha!
He suddenly sneered, his voice tinged with a hint of evil charm:
"What's there to hide? I've seen your body everywhere!"
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