Chapter 549: The Femme Fatale in the Double Life Story (End)
After returning home, Su Yu found out that Xie Qinglan was injured. There was a cut on his arm. It was not very deep, but a lot of blood had flowed out, staining half of his sleeve red, which looked very scary.
When the imperial physician cleaned the wound, the water in the basin turned bright red.
Su Yu's heart ached as if the injury was on her own body. She wanted to touch it but didn't dare to. Finally, she frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Xie Qinglan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
The imperial physician accidentally trembled his hand and poked the wound. Xie Qinglan's body stiffened slightly, and he looked at the imperial physician with a resentful and creepy look in his eyes.
Imperial Physician: “…”
The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Highness, the wound is not deep, but you still need to be careful. You can't get wet or use too much force in the next few days. Change the medicine once a day, and it will heal in half a month."
On the way back home, Su Yu already knew what happened, and said distressedly: "My husband is too reckless. Even if you want to lure out the rebels' hidden tricks, you shouldn't put yourself in danger. If anything happens to you, what should I do?"
As a worker who has just received a promotion and a pay raise, Su Yu is very positive and enthusiastic about her new job. She is also particularly attentive to the male protagonist, always keeping in mind her identity as the girl of destiny.
Besides, there is another reason——
Su Yu doesn't want to be buried with the deceased for the time being.
Xie Qinglan did not refute, and said obediently: "Madam is right."
Su Yu's cheeks turned slightly red.
After Xie Qinglan injured his arm, the emperor granted him special permission not to attend court or to report for duty, and he could handle official business in the palace.
Leaning against the head of the bed, Xie Qinglan flipped through recent affairs with one hand.
The emperor's health was getting worse and worse. Last time, he was stabbed in the heart by a rebel. Later, he found out that the rebel was Prince Rong. He was so furious that he sat alone in his bedroom all night. The next day, he seemed to have aged ten years. He ordered the execution of all the members of Prince Rong's family.
Since then, the medicine sent to the emperor's bedroom has never stopped.
"Reading at night hurts your eyes, so don't do it." Su Yu brought a basin of water.
Xie Qinglan couldn't get his arms wet, so it was inconvenient for him to take a bath and he could only scrub his body every day.
Xie Qinglan was not used to being served, so he took off his shirt and washed himself. However, one arm was not strong enough to reach some places, so Su Yu could not bear to watch: "Let me do it."
Xie Qinglan didn't refuse.
The hot and wet towel wiped across his back, and the woman's soft fingertips slid across his skin. Xie Qinglan felt as if he had made a wrong decision.
Su Yu had already taken a bath, and her sweet fragrance drifted over unrestrainedly, surrounding Xie Qinglan.
Because they were so close, the light hair brushed across Xie Qinglan's chest, making his muscles tense, as if the itch spread from his skin to his heart.
"Is the water hot?" Su Yu asked.
Xie Qinglan said in a hoarse voice: "Not bad."
After wiping the back, wipe the towel along the waist to the front of the body.
Xie Qinglan looked thin, but he actually had a very nice body, with muscles that were not too exaggerated, but just the right size. At the moment, he actually looked quite sexy and alluring as he let people manipulate him.
Su Yu's movements unconsciously slowed down, her eyes couldn't stop glancing at her abdominal muscles, her hands were also a little dishonest and she touched them secretly.
It's a bit hard, with distinct grooves, and is elastic when you apply a little force.
The towel moved around randomly, wiping in a very irregular manner.
She had personally experienced this kind of figure more than once before, but this was the first time she had touched it seriously like this, and it felt great.
Su Yu gradually lost her focus and didn't notice that Xie Qinglan's expression was getting darker and darker. He was staring at her closely, as if he was staring at an unaware prey.
Su Yu was concentrating on wiping it. She raised her head inadvertently and suddenly met a pair of deep and bottomless eyes.
The next moment, as if he had seen it wrong, Xie Qinglan's eyes were clear: "What's wrong?"
Su Yu frowned in confusion, not sure if she had seen it wrong. She shook her head: "No, nothing."
Su Yu picked up the towel and continued wiping.
Until her hand reached below the waistline, it touched her panties, and the slippery fabric caused her wrist to stop.
Su Yu looked down unconsciously, then quickly stuffed the towel into Xie Qinglan's hand: "You can wipe the rest yourself."
Xie Qinglan did not refuse, but raised his injured arm awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "Madam, please do me a favor."
It was obviously impossible to untie the laces with one hand.
Su Yu hesitated for a few seconds and reached out with trembling fingertips. She didn't know whether it was because she was nervous or the knot was too tight, but she couldn't untie it for a long time.
Xie Qinglan's expression was full of forbearance. He felt that this request was simply torturing himself. He took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. Let me do it."
Xie Qinglan's hand was just injured, not disabled.
Su Yu reacted belatedly, but the next second, her eyes suddenly widened, her whole body was spinning, and when she finally realized what was happening, she found herself being carried to the bed by Xie Qinglan.
Su Yu's first reaction was nervousness: "Your hand..."
With a chuckle, Su Yu slowly realized her current situation.
The bed curtains in the prince's mansion were very strong, and Su Yu was unable to pull them down this time. Of course, she didn't want to pull them down again to experience the same thing.
Su Yu suppressed her voice, still worried: "Are you really okay with your injury?"
Xie Qinglan lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, saying soothingly, "It's just a minor injury, don't worry."
In the haze, Su Yu seemed to smell a faint smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of medicine.
After the incident, Xie Qinglan carried Su Yu to take a bath. He glanced at the bleeding wound on his arm and put his hand into the water with a normal expression, as if he didn't feel any pain.
…
It was drizzling on the day Su Miaoer died, which was considered a farewell from the world consciousness to her.
The poisoned wine was sent by Princess Gong.
Su Miaoer screamed and struggled: "Let me go! I don't want to die. I am the daughter of the Marquis's family, you slut!"
No matter how she struggled, someone grabbed her hair and pulled her over.
The man didn't waste any time. He grabbed her face forcefully and poured the poisoned wine into her.
Su Miaoer's face was covered with tears. She tried to pick her throat hard, but it was of no use. She collapsed on the ground. Not long after, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.
She rolled on the ground in pain.
Except for the person who delivered the poisoned wine, no one saw her off, and no one even knew that she would die here.
Su Miaoer was in so much pain that she couldn't even cry. After an unknown amount of time, her breathing gradually became weaker.
When her consciousness became blurred, she seemed to see Su Yu and Xie Qinglan standing not far away.
Su Miaoer reached out her hand to them, but she only saw Su Yu's cold eyes that revealed joy.
When she was about to die, Su Miaoer thought that if she was given another chance to be reborn, she would never provoke these two people again.
"Let's go." Xie Qinglan took Su Yu away.
Su Yu raised her eyes to look at him: "Did you prepare that cup of poisoned wine?"
Xie Qinglan shook his head.
The poisoned wine was sent by people from Prince Gong's Mansion. Su Miaoer was guilty, but her crime did not deserve the death penalty. If it were in the past, Prince Gong's Mansion would not have acted so openly. But now Su Miaoer is no longer the legitimate daughter of the Marquis' Mansion, and no one will go to the Prince's Mansion to settle accounts for her death.
In the eyes of the royal family, human life has always been as cheap as grass.
"Don't you care?" Su Yu asked.
Xie Qinglan looked down at her, his expression and voice were extremely serious: "Why should I care? I am your husband. If you want her to die, I will help you. No matter what, I will stand by your side."
Su Yu was stunned.
Xie Qinglan asked softly: "So, can you trust me more now?"
Su Yu was silent for a long time and didn't say anything.
Xie Qinglan sighed imperceptibly and hugged her: "It's okay, I will spend my whole life making you trust me."
Su Yu obediently leaned into his arms, and after a long time, she hummed softly.
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