Chapter 118 Chapter 118 While hugging, he pressed the issue.
Gu Huaijin stood at the door of his secret room corridor. Just as he was about to step in, he heard a pair of quick and broken footsteps coming down from the spiral stone steps deep in the corridor.
He paused for a moment, then calmly withdrew his steps, sneering slightly.
Did she see it?
The footsteps quickly reached the end of the spiral staircase and hurried out from the depths of the deep and dark corridor.
He took a step forward at the right time to block it.
Nan Qiong Shuang never thought that he would have such thoughts about her.
He had never been this kind of person before. After sharing the same bed for so long, he had resisted touching her, even refusing to kiss her. If it weren't for Li Xuanbai's fan, he probably wouldn't have indulged in even that second-best kiss.
How did he become this kind of person now?
In the darkness, she was in a state of confusion.
Her mind was full of thoughts. As she ran, she saw him holding her painting, his hands clenched so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands were bulging and the painting was wrinkled. He was blindfolded, lying on the recliner, sighing with fatigue and excitement, hunched over, feeling both self-hatred and self-pity.
And, thinking about her.
Either want to kill her, or desire her.
Or he wanted to kill her but also desired her.
Or wanting to kill while desiring.
She didn't dare to think about it anymore. The stone steps of the spiral staircase were slippery and narrow. She took a step without taking a step and almost fell straight down. She just managed to keep her balance.
After all these years of assassination, I've never met such a strange man. Even when he was bright and cheerful before, he wasn't quite normal. Now, when we meet again, he's weird, not only in his tone, but also...
With a bang, she hit something solid and bounced back two steps.
The person in front of her stretched his forearm behind her waist and held her securely.
She knew who was coming without even looking up from the dark pattern of honeysuckle and the dark black collar of the clothes.
Gu Huaijin smiled in an ambiguous way: "Where have you been, Madam?"
Nan Qiong Shuang wanted to move away very much, but he had an arm around her waist, so she couldn't move back at all. She watched helplessly as he pressed her into his arms, their chests touching.
Looking up, what caught my eye was his Adam's apple and the eye-catching mole on his neck.
She swallowed dryly.
"Why aren't you talking?" He smiled lightly. "Your Majesty, if you see something good, tell me about it."
She really had nothing to say.
Today, I ventured in to find out what was going on because I felt that death was imminent and it couldn't get any worse than this.
But when you really see it, you realize that everything can be even worse.
She opened and closed her lips, hesitated again and again, and couldn't even think of a lie.
Gu Huaijin smiled, and his hand moved from her waist to her back. His broad palm covered and caressed all the way with an aggressive tenderness.
She felt goose bumps on her back, and she didn't know if it was embarrassment or something else, but her breathing became rapid and she twisted her body to avoid it.
Gu Huaijin smiled calmly:
"Are you really afraid of me? Interesting."
She knew she couldn't hide it, so she simply admitted it and tried her best to distance her chest from the two of them:
"I saw it. Kill me if you want."
Gu Huaijin snorted and laughed coldly: "Kill? You can only threaten me with these big words. Kill me if you want to?"
He pulled her out of the corridor and stepped back into the steamy Longevity Fountain.
The flickering candlelight by the hot spring pool illuminated his deep, tall face, half soft and half dark. His voice was as gentle as before:
"Even if you die, you have to tell me everything before you die."
After saying this, he pressed down the brick with an expressionless face, restoring the stone wall to its original state. At the same time, he loosened his grip on her and stopped holding her tightly. Instead, he took half a step forward to separate himself from her.
Nan Qiong Shuang lowered her eyes and smiled.
Gu Huaijin: "Stretch out your hand."
She didn't understand what was going on, but she knew that she was deep inside the tiger's vagina and it was difficult to resist, so she stretched out her slender wrists.
Two clicks, and another pair of shining silver handcuffs appeared.
She was a little upset and closed her eyes.
Gu Huaijin: "Raise your hands."
She raised her arms helplessly.
Gu Huaijin followed her arms and carefully touched her shoulders, her neck, and her long hair. He touched every part of her carefully.
Only then did she understand that Gu Huaijin wanted her to take a bath in the hot spring before talking, intending to search her body.
He knew that she probably had many secrets hidden in her body, so he used some inexplicable Qilin grass as an excuse to ask her to take off all the hidden weapons on her body and even change into the clothes he had prepared for her.
It was the white dress she wore five years ago. I don’t know where he found it from, but he still kept it until now.
She lowered her eyelashes, tried to remain calm, and endured it.
Over a period of time, not too long nor too short, she was repeatedly tricked by him. Not only was she tricked into going up the mountain, but he also took away all the hidden weapons and pills she relied on for self-protection. She had never been so helpless before.
After searching her shoulders and neck, Gu Huaijin parted her long hair and carefully checked the jewelry on her body. Even the ring with spider silk hidden in it on her finger was taken away one by one by him.
After searching for the jewelry, he opened his hands, placed them on both sides of her body, and stroked down from her armpits, inch by inch.
The moment he placed his hands on her sides, for some reason, she involuntarily took a breath, holding it in her lungs, not daring to breathe.
Why are you so nervous?
Perhaps his palms were too hot.
Gu Huaijin had his eyes bound, and the black silk made him look cold, aloof, and unmoved. His slender fingers and broad palms covered the sides of the two arcs as if nothing had happened, pressed into his palms as if nothing had happened, stayed there as if nothing had happened, and then moved down as if nothing had happened.
She seemed to hear her nerves crackling.
His hands were burned, and not only did he suffer, but the heat was also passed on to her. Little by little, it penetrated through her skin, into her brain, and eroded her sanity.
Gu Huaijin has always lost his rationality when it comes to her. His temperament has changed drastically now, and he may have given up, but she - can't.
She exhaled a little, with a hint of warning:
"Gu Huaijin."
Gu Huaijin looked up as if it had nothing to do with him, and two hot palms moved down and pinched her waist on both sides. She suddenly felt the pressure of two open hands on her waist, which was annoyingly hot.
Further down is her waist.
His jade-white fingers circled around her waist through her clothes.
"Why?" He laughed, "A spy I locked up in the mountains dares to address the Sect Leader by his name."
His expression remained unchanged, but a fine layer of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and his breathing became rapid and unsteady, with a burning heat.
The breath that is trying to hide makes it more obvious.
search?
How could someone conduct a body search that would lead to such a situation?
There was a gurgling sound beside the Longevity Spring, everything was quiet and humid, white steam was floating in the air, silent and stuffy.
Occasionally, a drop of water would break the surface of the water with a dripping sound.
Except for the sound of water.
There was only the two of them facing each other, breathing heavier and heavier.
Who doesn't understand this kind of breathing?
He wants it.
But she.
She looked at his soft lips beneath the ribbon.
She might not...
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a row of hideous torture instruments on the table by the wall.
Before peace talks, there are already some beautiful thoughts.
This couldn't go on. Why was it that whenever they met, their bodies seemed to tangle together even before their souls agreed?
That row of pliers, whips, clamps, and headbands were all prepared for her.
Nan Qiong Shuang hurriedly took a step back, pulled away from him, and put some distance between them: "Don't you want to ask? Ask quickly. I can't guarantee it, and in a while..."
I wonder if Wu Dao will come after a while.
Gu Huaijin placed his hands on her waist, playing with the indentations of her waist. He hadn't wanted to withdraw his hands, but she pulled away. He felt embarrassed because he was giving someone face that she didn't want, so he laughed mockingly for a moment:
"You're a spy. I haven't even thought of interrogating you, but you're already urging me to do it. Okay."
He walked to the table, placed his palm on the edge, and picked at it carelessly for a while. Finally, he chose the clamp and untied the rope.
"I didn't mean to send you to the rack, but you insisted on going there. I didn't mean to kill you, but you kept saying you wanted to die. I've always done whatever you wanted, and after all your talk, how could I not do what you wanted?"
As he spoke, he walked over and put the clamps on her slender fingers one by one with a smile, but he was not in a hurry to tighten the rope. Instead, he took her hand and rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb as if playing with it.
"Tell me what happened back then." He smiled. "Why did you want to kill me? Why did you steal the Mountain Guarding Jade Plate? Who took you away after you fell off the cliff? Where did you go after you left? Tell me everything one by one."
Nan Qiongshuang laughed after hearing his questions.
These are the things he wants to know most, and they are also the things she is least likely to say.
She looked up at him and said kindly, "I can't answer these questions. Ask something else."
"Oh." He casually played with the ends of the hemp rope, and seemed to accidentally tighten it a little. She immediately felt the stick against her fingers. "Well, let me tell you, and you listen."
He twisted the hemp rope between his fingers, "You are a spy belonging to the Wangsheng Sect, from the same family as those two, but perhaps your duties are different, so you don't have that mark on you. Otherwise, why would those two be your maids?"
She laughed, "Can't I be innocent? The Rebirth Sect sent two spies to lurk beside me?"
Hearing this, Gu Huaijin laughed in surprise, "Are you innocent?"
He rubbed her cheek with his index finger, his voice tinged with sinister doting. "Do you still have a moment of innocence? Even if the sun rises in the west, you still have a moment of innocence." He tucked his sleeves into his pockets. "On the day the emperor had his mad attack, that handkerchief covered the tip of his nose, and he fainted instantly. It goes without saying that you used drugs to control the emperor."
She sneered and didn't bother to pay attention.
"I don't know much about your Wangsheng Sect. However, based on the little information I have, your spies seem to be divided into several categories. Some are talented martial artists with exceptional aptitudes and superb skills, while others are..."
He stroked her hair that fell to her chest:
“…You’re like this.”
He laughed:
"You say, isn't it?"
Nan Qiong Shuang lowered her eyes, unable to deny it.
"So," he said, "where is the gate to rebirth?"
She couldn't answer, looking at a reflective spot on the handcuffs.
"Where is the gate to the afterlife?" He suddenly grabbed her arm and said, "Tell me."
She didn't answer, but somehow she felt a little playful. She pulled one hand out of the clamp and went to collect the two hemp ropes herself.
The clamps were immediately stuck on her five fingers, instantly pinching her slender white fingers until they turned red.
"Speak." Gu Huaijin's tone finally became sinister.
She didn't care and just tried the clamps herself.
It hurt a bit, but it felt good. She smiled as she watched her fingers swell with blood.
Gu Huaijin lowered his head for a moment, his eyes covered, and it was unclear whether he was looking at her hand.
But nothing was said, by her.
He must hear an answer from her today.
"Did you hear me?" He suddenly took a step forward, slowly exerted force on the hand that was holding her arm, and with the other hand, he put his arm around her back, and viciously, he pulled her into his arms little by little.
He said:
"Be good, I'll ask you one last time. If you don't answer, I've got plenty of other options. I'm not as good-tempered as I used to be."
Nan Qiongshuang raised her eyes and looked at him.
Gu Huaijin had no expression on his face.
She suddenly blinked with a hint of teasing.
"Torture is torture, torture is torture, but why do you keep touching me?"
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