Chapter 234 You Look Delicious
Although Cheng Gongjin walked slowly, he still arrived at the courtyard where Yu Qinghuan was temporarily staying. Seeing this, Sang Ru quickly stepped forward and quickly helped the two of them open the door.
The door opened and closed gently. Cheng Gongjin walked to the bed, placed Yu Qinghuan on the bed, turned around and was about to leave.
However, just as he took the first step and moved his body slightly, Yu Qinghuan quietly reached out and accurately hooked the wide cuff of his sleeve before he could move away.
"Leaving soon, then?"
Hearing this, Cheng Gongjin didn't pull back the sleeve she had grabbed. Instead, his tall figure sat down beside the bed. "If I don't leave, what do you want to do?"
His expression had long since returned to clarity, but when he said this, it was still inevitable that Yu Qinghuan would have wild thoughts.
Yu Qinghuan quietly loosened her hand and looked at Cheng Gongjin in the dim candlelight. "Just talk, tell me about your past."
It was tonight that she suddenly wanted to understand the person in front of her for herself, rather than hearing about him from others.
Cheng Gongjin was silent for a long time. "Knowing too much will not do you any good."
Given her relationship with the man in the palace, knowing this would only add to her burden.
Now that the late emperor and King Rui are both dead, he should just consider it a bygone matter and not mention it again. This will be better for the living.
After a breathtaking silence, Yu Qinghuan cautiously called him, "Cheng Gongjin, are you tired?"
Cheng Gongjin was slightly stunned.
Seeing him standing straight at all times, Yu Qinghuan felt so sorry for him for the first time. "You've been holding on by yourself for so long. It must be very tiring."
They were clearly two families, but he took all the responsibility. He even hid the fact that he was poisoned from his family and bore it all alone.
Yu Qinghuan's voice was as light as a feather brushing across the lake, yet clear enough to reach Cheng Gongjin's heart.
It was the first time someone asked him if he was tired.
He didn't care at first, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that he was just an ordinary person. If possible, he didn't even want to have the surname Cheng. No matter how much money and power he had, it couldn't buy a healthy body.
This sudden concern made Cheng Gongjin's heart, which had been calm for many years, jump violently.
He suddenly moved closer to Yu Qinghuan, his deep eyes looking straight into hers, "You care about me."
Yu Qinghuan didn't deny it. Her curiosity about him grew stronger and stronger. She coaxed him, "Tell me, and I won't tell anyone else. Just treat it as a story."
Cheng Gongjin's expression remained indifferent. "I can't tell stories."
Yu Qinghuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly. It didn't matter whether he could tell stories or not, as long as he could speak.
"Since you've been talking about this for three days, you'll definitely want me to get to know you better, right?"
As she spoke, she tugged at Cheng Gongjin's sleeve, trying to pull him onto the bed and lie down next to her.
She suddenly pulled him hard, and Cheng Gongjin was caught off guard. He fell forward and fell on her.
As their eyes met, the atmosphere gradually heated up again.
It was the first time that Yu Qinghuan looked at him from this angle. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge. He usually looked at people coldly, but his lips were soft and kissable.
Just like Mu Huaian said, cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
Her eyes lit up slightly, "You look delicious."
At this moment, Yu Qinghuan couldn't even remember who it was that had been wanting to stay away from Cheng Gongjin all day long, even avoiding him when he saw him.
Cheng Gongjin's eyes were dark and unclear. "Want to eat?"
Yu Qinghuan smiled but said nothing, looking around and talking about something else, "Tell me about the past before three days arrive."
As she spoke, she reached out and hugged Cheng Gongjin's arm, shook it, and said in a soft voice, "I really want to know."
Cheng Gongjin obviously couldn't stand Yu Qinghuan's coquettish behavior. He wanted to get off the bed, but his arm was held. He tried to pull it free twice, but failed. If he used force, he was afraid that he would hurt her.
After a long while, he seemed to be somewhat helpless. He lay down beside her and finally spoke, but he was not talking about the past. "I will only answer. You can ask three times."
Yu Qinghuan was speechless. Why did Cheng Gongjin like the number 'three' so much? Three days, three times.
She hugged the person next to her and racked her brains for a long time before asking the first question, "When were you poisoned? How did he poison you?"
Cheng Gongjin: "Three years ago, the palace gave me a meal."
Thinking of that night three years ago, his eyes darkened and took on a chill.
Every New Year’s Eve, the palace would give a meal to important officials in the court. The poison would be put in the food and delivered by Prince Rui to show the emperor’s attention to him. No one would let him down.
That night, he felt excruciating pain in his internal organs and passed out. Fortunately, the doctor at the mansion was very skilled in Chinese medicine and was able to save him.
At that time, he thought the poison was given by Prince Rui, but later he found out that the person behind it was the emperor, who was just using Prince Rui to do it. On the one hand, he let the palace doctors treat him, but in fact he was controlling him with poison. The monthly treatment made him think that the cold poison could be cured.
On the other hand, it would make him hate King Rui and would never help King Rui to seize his throne.
Since ancient times, kings have been ruthless, and even the closest relationship between father and son will be suspicious of each other.
Yu Qinghuan stared at him in amazement. "So you knew then that you didn't have long to live?"
Cheng Gongjin replied calmly, "Yeah."
His calm tone sounded very heavy to Yu Qinghuan.
She was suddenly speechless. She had known for three years that she was going to die, but she acted as if nothing had happened and shouldered the burden of both families. She even endured the nausea and surrendered to the murderer... This heavy torment was a hundred times more cruel than she had imagined.
Perhaps it was because of what happened in her previous life that when she learned about this, a sharp pain suddenly gripped her heart.
In the dead silence after Cheng Gongjin finished speaking, Yu Qinghuan suddenly moved closer.
Her slender arms wrapped around Cheng Gongjin's tight waist without reservation, and her cheek gently rubbed his neck. "If they knew you had to bear so much, they would definitely feel sorry for you."
Cheng Gongjin's body was stiff, like a cold stone, but he was moved the moment Yu Qinghuan hugged him.
The faint candlelight flickered in the eyes of the two people, reflecting their own appearance in Yu Qinghuan's eyes.
The warm body temperature seeped slowly through his clothes, easily breaking down the mental defenses he had built up over the past few years of silence.
Cheng Gongjin suddenly asked, "What about you?"
Do you feel sorry for me too?
In response, Yu Qinghuan tightened her arms even more tightly, trying to give him all the warmth from her body.
She nuzzled Cheng Gongjin's neck, "Me too."
Yu Qinghuan wanted to let the person in front of him know that, at least for this night, he didn't have to bear the suffering of the past alone.
The darkness in Cheng Gongjin's eyes gradually dissipated.
But at this moment, Yu Qinghuan suddenly thought of something else.
Three years ago...wasn't that when Huai'an had an accident and was seriously injured?
Is it such a coincidence?
Her red lips moved, and she asked softly, "Huai'an's injury...what happened?"
The moment Yu Qinghuan asked this question, Cheng Gongjin's body stiffened slightly.
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