Chapter 17 The Southern Frontier Holy Son Obsessed with Gu Poison 17
After a cup of tea.
“You need yang energy, but not in this way,” Lu Yi said hoarsely.
"Shut up, did I ask you to speak?" Xie Rong was already annoyed from reading the classics, and was suddenly disturbed by the man's voice, which made him even more displeased. He pulled out a snow-white footwear that he only wore in winter from the small wardrobe by the bed and shoved it into the man's mouth.
Before she died, my mother said that if there were any doubts when refining poison, one could look for solutions in the classic texts.
He clearly sat on Lu Yi's lap for the full cup of tea, just as depicted in the ancient texts, yet he felt no yang energy whatsoever.
The problem isn't with the classical texts; it's with Lu Yi.
What kind of man is he if he doesn't even have yang energy?
Xie Rong pouted: "You don't even have yang energy, you're not worthy to be my food."
He pulled out his clothes, untied Lu Yi, and prepared to throw him out.
Lu Yi grabbed his wrist with her other hand. "I have it."
Xie Rong frowned at him, her patience about to run out.
“It’s not written in the classics, so I’ll teach you,” Lu Yi sat up, placed him on his lap, pressed their foreheads together, and whispered, “You can have as much as you want.”
...
Ever since Lu Yi was captured and taken to a secret chamber to refine Gu poison, Jin Jiuzhou has become the most efficient worker in Mi Die Valley.
"I heard that Lu Yi was able to become the Valley Master's male concubine because he was the strongest and most capable of working," a group of medicine slaves were having dinner around a long table. One of them looked at Jin Jiuzhou with an ambiguous expression. "Young General, now you are the fastest at chopping wood and the hottest at boiling water in the valley. The Valley Master likes you very much. Will you be next?"
"Shut up if you don't want me to flip the table a second time!" Jin Jiuzhou was annoyed and slammed his fist on the table, making the dishes rattle.
No one spoke again, but his thoughts wandered, and he unconsciously touched the bulging, hard muscles on his arm. How could a man as masculine as him be inferior to someone like Lu Yi?
What if that devil gets tired of Lu Yi and comes looking for him again?
If I refuse, will it implicate the others in the valley?
This didn't seem right, so he had no choice but to accept it.
Jin Jiuzhou hastily finished a bowl of rice, then absentmindedly got up and left.
Summer had passed and the weather was getting cooler, but Jin Jiuzhou was used to bathing in the lake. He tidied his clothes and was about to go when Song Qingming blocked his way.
"The Valley Master wants you to pick oranges in front of the bamboo house," Song Qingming said casually.
"Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity to flatter and fawn?" Jin Jiuzhou sneered.
Song Qingming's face turned ashen.
Of course he wanted to go, but the Valley Master thought he wasn't good at climbing trees and was afraid he would break the precious oranges on the tree, so he insisted that Jin Jiuzhou come instead!
"I've delivered my message. If you don't go, be careful of the consequences," Song Qingming said with a forced smile.
It's best not to go; the Valley Master might just completely despise these rude warriors.
Jin Jiuzhou raised an eyebrow defiantly: "Who said I'm not going? If I don't go, what if he takes his anger out on everyone in the valley?"
This reason was very convincing, and Jin Jiuzhou felt at ease. He walked past Song Qingming with his head held high and strode towards the bamboo house.
He also straightened his clothes and tightened his ponytail on the way. Of course, he just wanted to be more efficient when picking oranges.
As autumn progresses, darkness falls early. Xie Rong sat on the steps in front of the bamboo house, leisurely eating a half-peeled orange. Candlelight from inside the bamboo house shone from behind him, casting a soft, warm glow on his thin shoulders.
Jin Jiuzhou watched from afar, unconsciously slowing his pace.
Just like... a young wife sitting in front of the door waiting for her husband to come home.
Jin Jiuzhou approached the hazy halo of light, his gaze involuntarily drawn to the hickeys on Xie Rong's neck.
During this period, Xie Rong had such marks on his neck, between his fingers, and even on his ankles. The medicine slaves in the valley all saw them and made many private speculations.
They say they're taking Lu Yi to a secret room to torture him, but in reality, they're just doing something shameful.
Lu Yi spoke so righteously in the fields, claiming to shield others from suffering with his own body, but in reality, he had long been in cahoots with this devil!
Jin Jiuzhou felt a surge of anger rising within him.
"What are you still standing there for?" Xie Rong glared at him and said in a sinister tone, "Don't even think about going to bed until you've finished picking all the oranges."
Jin Jiuzhou's cheeks flushed red, and he gave a dry reply before climbing the tree.
Xie Rong withdrew his gaze and stared at the pain value on the system panel.
[Current protagonist's pain level: 90]
At the last ten o'clock, I couldn't get up no matter what I did.
No matter what he did to Lu Yi, he was no longer affected.
[Host, the plot-driven death is coming up soon, aren't you worried?] The system was jumping up and down anxiously. [Why isn't the pain value increasing? If there aren't enough pain points to convert into energy, I won't be able to take you to the next world!]
"What's the rush?" Xie Rong slowly bit off a segment of orange. "You forgot, the love curse in his body hasn't been cured yet."
"If being humiliated by me while under the influence of the Love Poison increases my pain level, then what about after the Love Poison is removed?"
When does the host plan to remove the curse?
Xie Rong looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky.
Tonight is the night of the full moon.
The next full moon night will be the day the protagonist takes his revenge.
"How about today?" Xie Rong asked casually.
[Is that the decision?]
Xie Rong: "Does this kind of thing really require choosing an auspicious day?"
Xie Rong got up, glanced at Jin Jiuzhou who was still picking oranges on the tree, turned around and went back to the bamboo house. He opened the secret room, picked up an oil lamp, and walked down the bottomless steps.
An oil lamp was also lit in the secret room.
The man's hair was slightly disheveled, and he sat against the wall with his bare, muscular upper body. His eyes were closed, and the scratch marks on his chest rose and fell with his breathing.
Xie Rong put down the oil lamp, and as soon as he got close, the man hugged him tightly around the waist.
Lu Yi inhaled his fragrance, her eyes vacant and filled with longing. "Where have you been these past few days?"
"What do you mean a few days? I just went out an hour ago," Xie Rong smiled.
Lu Yi remained silent for a moment, then spoke in a hoarse voice, "I can't remember."
"Poor thing," Xie Rong said with a smile, patting his face lightly, but then felt the stubble on his face prick him and withdrew her hand in disgust.
"But you're such a good boy, why don't you go out for a walk?" Xie Rong said, and started to unlock the shackles around his neck.
"No," Lu Yisheng cried out in fear. These past few days, he and Xie Rong had been making love. Xie Rong's body was too soft, and it had already softened all his hatred and resistance. He had been immersed in the gentle embrace for too long, and if she suddenly left, it would kill him. "Don't go out. Just stay here, just you and me."
Xie Rong was very satisfied.
The poison must have already damaged Lu Yi's brain.
Hopefully, after being detoxified, Lu Yi will recall the disgusting things he said and die of anger.
I want to give you a gift.
Lu Yi was already used to feeding him yang energy. His rough fingertips slipped under the bottom of Xie Rong's back and caressed Xie Rong's lower back. "What gift?"
Xie Rong smiled without saying a word, took a silver needle from his hair, and pierced Lu Yi's heart.
He waited patiently for a moment, his smile gradually fading, before pulling the needle out and then inserting it again.
Her slender fingers suddenly gripped Lu Yi's neck, tightening their grip, and she spoke each word with a suppressed, manic tone, "You weren't under the influence of the love potion at all?"
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