Chapter 145 Completely Changed

"So what?"

Xuan Lin didn't know what Wen Yu meant yet. He stumbled to his feet and tried to grab the gorgeous clothes on Wen Yu.

Wen Yu stood still like a dead tree. He waited for Xuan Lin to approach, then suddenly turned around and stabbed his face with the nail in his hand. He stabbed hard again and again, smashing the intact skin and flesh on the right side until his face was completely unrecognizable.

Xuan Lin was so frightened by the scene that his face turned pale. He finally came to his senses and the disbelief in his eyes almost overflowed from his eyes: "Wen Yu, you are a fucking lunatic!"

“Hahahaha…” Wen Yu’s right cheek was in so much pain that he lost consciousness. He stared at Xuan Lin and taunted him, “Xuan Lin, come here, don’t you like my face? Look…look!”

The hairpin on Wen Yu's hand kept dripping with blood. He walked forward step by step, grabbed Xuan Lin's shirt and dragged him in front of him.

Xuan Lin looked as if he had seen a ghost. He suddenly threw back his sleeves and pushed Wen Yu aside, his face gloomy and full of disgust: "What bad luck!"

Wen Yu hit the bedpost behind him and fell to the ground, half of his face was bloody, but he was still laughing. Xuan Lin looked at him coldly for a few seconds, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

"Throw him to Kunning Palace...lock him up! Don't let this lunatic come out and embarrass himself!"

There were chaotic footsteps outside, and unknown noises everywhere. With the sound of a heavy door closing, the decorations in the bedroom shook and completely lost their original appearance.

Wen Yu seemed to have lost all his strength. The blood on his face dripped into his equally bright red wedding gown. He held the hairpin tightly in his hand, and he did not dare to relax his grip until Xuan Lin left.

"Quick! Come in! Drag him out..."

Wen Yu's vision was blurred. He raised his head and vaguely saw several dark figures walking towards him from the entrance of the hall.

"Her Majesty the Queen..."

Wen Yu's eyes felt sore and swollen unconsciously. He plucked the mask beside the bed to vent his anger, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his fingertips.

He withdrew his hand and realized that the golden mask on the pillow was rough in texture, and the edges had cut a little skin on his hand.

Wen Yu lowered his eyelashes, wiped the blood on his hands onto the quilt, and turned over to face outwards.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of Shen Yu flipping through the pages of a book stopped. Wen Yu saw Shen Yu's figure swaying through the candlelight, and then he quietly lay back on his bed.

Wen Yu waited for more than ten minutes. He listened carefully and finally heard Shen Yu's gentle breathing. Shen Yu had fallen asleep.

Wen Yu exuded a chill all over his body. Thinking back to those long-ago events could still tear at his nerves, exposing all the damage and pain underneath him.

Her Majesty the Queen...

Wen Yu lay motionless on the bed. He was silent for a while, and in the rising chill he reached under the bed with his hand. He carefully pulled out the small box pressed under the board and took out a medicine bottle from it.

There was no response from Shen Yu yet. Wen Yu was paying attention to the situation behind the beaded curtain. He opened the mouth of the medicine bottle and placed it next to the candle.

After a while, a faint fragrance wafted out of the bottle. Wen Yu covered his mouth and nose, and waited until the fragrance filled most of the inner hall before he re-stuck the medicine bottle and put it back into his original small box.

"Shen Yu?"

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"Shen Yu?"

Wen Yu shouted twice, and he raised the volume gradually to make sure the people behind the bead curtain could hear it.

Shen Yu didn't respond.

Wen Yu called out twice more cautiously, but there was still no response from Shen Yu.

Wen Yu finally felt relieved. He climbed up from the bed, reached out and grasped the wooden crutch beside him, and limped towards the back of the beaded curtain.

Shen Yu slept soundly on the small bed. He didn't have many strange postures or movements when he slept. He just lay flat and silently.

Wen Yu stood in front of his bed and looked at him for a moment, then reached out and pushed Shen Yu towards the wall.

The bed was not very big, Shen Yu alone could occupy two-thirds of it. Wen Yu seemed not to notice, he pushed Shen Yu to the wall, took off his shoes and lay down in the small half space he had just squeezed out.

Wen Yu still felt uncomfortable lying in such a small place, so he turned sideways, took Shen Yu's arm and pressed his head on it.

The unknown coldness finally showed some signs of fading. Wen Yu lifted his eyelids and looked up. It was pitch black all around, and Shen Yu was still unconscious due to the drug incense he had taken before.

Wen Yu withdrew his gaze, he pulled the corner of the quilt to cover himself, and then quietly closed his eyes.

Gouqiu Tousheng was napping by the window at the time. Seeing this, it flew to Shen Yu's side to check the situation. The two faces under the purple light were very similar, both with their eyes closed, and in a trance, they seemed to be the derivative of the same person.

It yawned and didn't notice anything unusual, so it flew back to the window and continued to take a nap.

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Shen Yu opened his eyes the next morning. He didn't know what strange dream he had last night. The scene was so bizarre that it stimulated Shen Yu's brain nerves to throb with pain.

Shen Yu frowned and sat up. He looked behind the beaded curtain. It was dark on Wen Yu's side of the bed. He was breathing slowly and had not woken up yet.

Shen Yu retracted his gaze, stood up and walked out of the hall, and suddenly felt that half of his arm was extremely sore and painful. He frowned and pinched the muscles there, thinking that he had caught a cold last night.

Shen Yu saw it storing energy day and night these days, and couldn't help but ask: "What do you need so much Yang energy for?"

Gouqiu sneaked past the ball and said mysteriously, "This is my secret, little Gouqiu. I can't tell you."

Shen Yu had no intention of peeking. He glanced at the hidden data screen and said, "You made the screen so big that it's hard for me not to see it."

"Hmph!" After mosaicing its entire data board, it floated to the side of Shen Yu and suddenly spoke.

"I have plenty of Yang energy now, so I don't need you to give me any more for now. Since you are my host, I can help you get rid of the cold poison for free, you see..."

"No need." Shen Yu walked on the road. He went to the outer hall to wash up, turned around and walked back to the inner hall. "I can do it."

Just try to survive: "?"

"How did you figure it out?" A question mark appeared on the Gouqietousheng data board. "Did Wen Yu tell you?"

Shen Yu frowned slightly, walked onto the stairs, and said, "To be honest, I don't know why. I suddenly knew how to solve it when I woke up. Maybe I have a special talent."

"Hmm... maybe it is!" Gouqie Tousheng murmured for a few words and flew into the sky. It patted Shen Yu's head and said proudly, "My previous host was a smart guy, and the previous host was also a smart guy. Now it's your turn, and you must be a smart guy too!"