Chapter 115 Chapter 115 Li Daoxuan curled his lips...
Li Daoxuan curled his lips and said, "You'an, come here." His voice was low and hoarse, and in the sound of wind and rain, it added a bit of bewitching meaning for no reason.
Chen Qing felt that her rationality was almost collapsing at this moment. She no longer cared about any side effects. All she could think about was escaping from this suffocating atmosphere.
She stumbled toward the side room, her steps unsteady, as frantic as a frightened deer. However, a slender, powerful hand, even quicker than hers, reached across her waist and scooped her up, instantly plunging her into a warm embrace.
"Don't run, I'll help you." His voice rang in her ears, and his warm breath sprayed on her neck, but it made Shen Qing shiver for no reason.
The bed curtains were lifted by the whistling wind, then slammed shut again. In this small space, a faint interplay of light and shadow seemed to be visible. The two sat facing each other. The girl couldn't suppress it, and a few uncontrollable moans escaped her lips.
Li Daoxuan, with the jade pendant hanging from his fingertips, curled his lips and said, "I said, I won't do anything."
Chen Qing's face flushed, and the shame and anger in her heart reached its peak. She suppressed the urge to curse, gave him a fierce look, and suddenly got into the quilt.
However, something unexpected happened. Li Daoxuan was about to speak when he suddenly felt a sharp, gnawing pain rip through his limbs, as if countless tiny insects were ripping through his body. The pain came so swiftly that veins popped in his forehead, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
He couldn't help but groan in pain. The noise was so loud that Shen Qing lifted the quilt to look at him. As soon as Shen Qing showed her face, Li Daoxuan struck her neck and shoulder with a knife. Shen Qing fainted instantly and fell limply on the bed.
Li Daoxuan gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and fell off the bed. He took one last look at Chen Qing, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and then he pushed the door open and walked out.
The rain poured down like a torrential downpour, instantly submerging his figure. His figure gradually melted into the rain, his hair sticking to his face in a mess, the rain running down his cheeks, and he didn't even know when the jade pendant fell off.
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, to stay away and not hurt her.
The Cang Palace was instantly thrown into chaos. The servants saw a man running around in the courtyard in the rain, with disheveled hair and barefoot. At first, they thought he was a madman and immediately went to investigate with umbrellas. But their surprise was instantly horrified. This was no madman at all, but His Highness!
"Your Highness! Where are you going?!" The servants chased after him, their voices filled with anxiety and fear.
Li Daoxuan turned around abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, filled with murderous intent, like a demon. Veins crisscrossed his forehead and neck, and the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably from time to time. He looked as if he was in excruciating pain.
The servants were momentarily intimidated by the murderous intent in his eyes, and hesitated, not daring to take another step forward.
At that moment, Li Daoxuan dashed out again, so fast that no one could react. Everyone suddenly realized what was happening and rushed forward to chase him, their shouts echoing in the wind and rain.
"Your Highness!"
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Old Huang had caught a cold the past few days and was taking a day off to rest. He was hastily woken up from his sleep and was dragged out of the room before he even had time to put on his shoes and socks.
As he opened the door, a cool breeze hit him, instantly blowing away his sleepiness. Old Huang shuddered and turned around and said, "Hey, hey, don't pull, don't pull! I haven't put on my shoes yet!"
A servant hurried back to get his shoes. Seeing this, Old Huang relaxed a little, but before he could put on his shoes, he was pulled up by the roots and carried out of the yard.
"Rebellion! What on earth are you trying to do, you idiots?" Old Huang struggled angrily, his voice sounding a little hoarse in the wind and rain.
"Changshi, something has happened, please go and take a look!" The servant's voice was filled with tears, which made Old Huang feel an ominous premonition.
"What are you in such a hurry for? Did someone lift off the roof or shovel the ground?" he asked.
Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and a piece of green eaves soaked with rain flew to the feet of several people.
“…”
The servant smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you guessed right. The ground of the mansion has been shoveled and the roof has been blown off."
As soon as Old Huang landed, before he even had time to put on his shoes, he was met with a scene of chaos. Prince Cang's mansion was in shambles. The once neatly-knit house was now riddled with holes, tiles scattered across the ground, washed away by the rain. The land in the garden was turned upside down, mud and water splattered everywhere.
And at the center of this chaos was their Highness.
By this time, Li Daoxuan had completely lost his mind, driven mad by the parasite's bite. He swung the Qiuren Sword, the wind whistling, destroying everything in its path. Raindrops struck the sword, splashing icy water.
Old Huang looked at the scene before him, horrified. Why was this outbreak of the poisonous insect so severe? He remembered that His Highness hadn't lost his composure like this even a month ago!
Fortunately, Old Huang was an elder in the mansion, and he quickly calmed down. He said, "Go get the ropes and chains, and work together to restrain His Highness!"
They left as ordered, and soon returned with ropes and chains. The guards at the mansion were also armed, ready for battle. Old Huang looked at Li Daoxuan, secretly alarmed.
He said, "Everyone, be careful! Don't hurt His Highness!"
Everyone approached Li Daoxuan cautiously, trying to find an opportunity to subdue him.
Li Daoxuan seemed to sense the danger and suddenly brandished the Qiuren Sword, rushing towards the crowd. The sword's wind was so sharp that no one dared to approach easily.
Several guards wanted to rush forward while he was catching his breath, but they were forced back by the sword light that flashed in their faces.
Seeing this, Old Huang was extremely anxious. He knew that this was not a solution. If His Highness escaped from the palace and hurt someone, it would be terrible!
Everyone tried their best to get closer, but Li Daoxuan was extremely ferocious at the moment. He was forced into a corner and swung his sword almost desperately. His eyes became redder and the whites of his eyes were almost covered with bloodshot. Old Huang thought to himself that this was not good.
"Stop!" Lao Huang stopped him.
Everyone understood and stopped their actions, surrounding him to prevent him from suddenly running out of the palace and hurting anyone.
Soon, Li Daoxuan's movements slowed down, and he had several more wounds on his body, which he had inflicted himself. Rainwater flowed down the wounds, staining his pajamas a dark red.
He suddenly knelt down with his head down, a low growl like a wild beast erupted from his throat, he clenched his teeth so tightly that his lips and teeth were almost broken by him.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes sharply, raised his sword and slashed it across his neck.
"Your Highness—" Old Huang rushed forward in panic, grabbed his sword, and cried, "No, Your Highness! My wife asked me to take good care of you. If anything happens to you, how will I explain to Concubine Gao in my grave?"
The woman he was referring to was Li Daoxuan's biological mother. Old Huang was a eunuch. He spent the first half of his life serving Concubine Gao in the palace, and in the second half of his life he obtained the title of Chief Secretary and managed all the affairs in Prince Cang's mansion.
Li Daoxuan seemed to be awakened. He put down his sword in a daze and looked up at the sky. Raindrops happened to fall into his eyes, disguised as tears and sliding down from the corners of his eyes. In a trance, he always felt that the golden beads hanging on his neck seemed to be getting hot.
He rubbed his chest and said, "Mother, it hurts so much."
Old Huang was old, and tears immediately covered his face. He steeled his heart and said, "Quick! Tie him up and send him to the dungeon!"
Several people rushed up and threw strings of ropes at him. Li Daoxuan was frightened and lost consciousness. He struggled for a while, but was tied up by more ropes.
The crowd rushed over, pinned him to the ground, and locked him up with iron chains.
As he struggled, his face was covered in mud and the corners of his eyes were scratched by small stones on the ground. He looked in a miserable state.
Li Daoxuan roared angrily and tried to break free from the restraints, but the chains were specially made for him and were extremely strong, so all his struggles were in vain.
With the joint efforts of everyone, he was finally sent to the dark prison.
The cell was dark and damp, filled with a foul odor. Li Daoxuan was chained to the deepest part of the cell, his hands and feet tightly bound with chains, unable to move. His eyes were still bloodshot, filled with hostility, and he kept emitting low growls, like a trapped beast.
Old Huang stood outside the cell, looking at the person who kept screaming, and couldn't stop feeling heartbroken.
In the past, His Highness would come to the secret prison on his own initiative before the poisonous insect attacked, without exception. This was the first time he lost control and went crazy in public.
Old Huang tried to appease the public by saying that something had gone wrong with His Highness's training, and asked someone to call a doctor in three days, and no one was allowed to get close during this period.
After ensuring his Highness couldn't break free from the fist-thick chains, Old Huang sighed. "Your Highness, the poison is getting worse. When will we find Liuli Heart?"
Li Daoxuan seemed to have heard his words and stopped struggling, staring straight at Old Huang. There was a hint of clarity in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger. His words were almost squeezed out of his throat one by one.
"Shen, Youan——"
Old Huang suddenly looked up, "Oh no! Princess!" How could he forget about the princess!
He wiped the cold sweat from his temples, stood up, and walked out of the cell until a cool breeze blew on his face, making him shiver.
Not long after Old Huang left, Li Daoxuan raised his head and a tear of blood rolled down the corner of his eye.
His eyes regained clarity and he said, "Chen, Qing!" This time he almost gritted his teeth.
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Chen Qing opened her eyes again and found herself on a familiar yet strange bed. She was wearing soft pajamas, embroidered with elegant patterns and warm to the touch. Cui Ya's small figure was crouched beside the bed, her hair a little disheveled, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
Sensing Shen Qing's movements, the little girl suddenly raised her head, her eyes instantly red, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Madam! You are finally awake!"
Chen Qing only felt her head was dizzy, as if it had been hit by a heavy object. Li Daoxuan's hurried knife strike was so fierce that her neck still hurt a little.
She cleared her dry throat and tried to say something, but found her voice was very hoarse.
Seeing this, Cui Ya hurriedly got up and went to find a cup of tea in a panic.
The teacup was handed to Chen Qing, and the warm touch came through her fingertips. She took a few sips of the warm tea, and the warmth gradually dispelled some of the coldness in her body. While drinking tea, she always felt like she had forgotten something extremely important, which made her feel vaguely uneasy.
Suddenly, her eyes fell on the brand new pajamas. She froze and asked, "Who changed my clothes?"
Cui Ya's face, which had been filled with joy, instantly fell. Her eyes reddened as she cried, "It was I who changed it, my lady. That King Cang is such a scoundrel! He drove me to the East Courtyard and wouldn't let me see you!" Cui Ya cried, wiping her tears with her sleeves. "It's only because Huang Changshi was kind enough to find someone to release me to serve you! I've been wronged this month!"
When Li Daoxuan was mentioned, Chen Qing shuddered and asked hurriedly, "Where is Li Daoxuan?" Cui Ya shook her head, looking a little confused, and said, "The chief official said that Prince Cang went out for something."
Chen Qing's heart grew colder inch by inch. She remembered that he had suddenly knocked her unconscious, but why did he do that?
Suddenly, a chorus of doubts raced through her mind: Was Li Daoxuan awake? Or had the love poison gone awry again? Had he discovered she'd poisoned him? These thoughts swirled in her mind, leaving her feeling utterly bewildered.
Unable to sit still any longer, she climbed out of bed and rushed out the door without even changing her clothes. "Where are you going, ma'am? It's still raining outside!" Seeing this, Cui Ya hurried forward and grabbed her tightly, her voice full of anxiety.
Chen Qing was pulled back to her senses, but she felt a splitting headache. She rubbed her temples and said tiredly, "Cui Ya, go out. I need some quiet time."
Cui Ya thought her wife had been wronged and was upset, so she cried even harder: "My wife, I won't leave!"
Chen Qing looked at the little girl's worried expression, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I'm not doing anything. I'm just a little sleepy and want to sleep for another night."
Cui Ya obviously didn't believe it. She looked like "I know everything" and stayed with her tightly, refusing to leave.
Seeing this, Chen Qing calmed down and said slowly, "Do you think I've been wronged? Actually, not really. Sexual intercourse between husband and wife is normal, and I haven't suffered any loss, I'm just a little tired." Her voice was soft, but it left no doubt, "Your wife is not the kind of person who would cry and commit suicide over a small matter."
Her blunt words made Cui Ya blush, but it also had some effect. Seeing that her eyes were clear and there was indeed no sign of suicide, Cui Ya finally hesitantly pushed the door open and left.
After sending the people away, Chen Qing pushed open the door. The biting cold instantly enveloped her. The raindrops blown by the wind hit her face, which was freezing cold, and her feet were so cold that they hurt.
She looked at the sky. The rain was so dense it seemed like it would never stop. Chen Qing suddenly realized that it had been raining continuously since September. Except for the sunny days of their wedding, it seemed like it had been raining for two months.
Chang'an had never experienced such a long rainy period before. Chen Qing sensed something unusual, but it seemed like an illusion, fleeting. Soon, something even more worrying swept over her.
The two of them had to be inseparable for three months. She had barely managed to endure a month, but he suddenly interfered, and that month was completely wasted, which meant she had to start all over again. She had to endure many inconveniences and stay inseparable from him for three months to eliminate the side effects of the Winged Twins Formation.
Shen Qing took a deep breath, her eyes filled with dark clouds. She was done with it, and Li Daoxuan wished he would die.
Soon, Chen Qing made a decision. With the final push in her mind, she turned back to the house and pulled out the antidote Hu Ji had given her. The small pill lay in her palm, incredibly fragile.
Chen Qing took the antidote and threw it fiercely into the mud outside the door. He watched the black pill instantly submerged in the mud and water, splashing a small amount of water, and the anger in his heart subsided a little.
She didn't know how long she stood there before a white shadow flashed before her eyes. She looked carefully and saw a jade pendant lying in the mud not far away. It looked like a fat white fish.
She immediately recognized it as the one Li Daoxuan had given her. Now, it lay pathetically separated from its owner, lying in the cold rain, the texture of the jade pendant becoming increasingly clear as the water washed over it.
She looked at the lonely jade pendant with a complicated expression, as if she was embarrassed and angry, but also as if it was something else. After a while, she put on her shoes, took an umbrella from the house and went out.
Raindrops hit the umbrella, making a continuous "tick-tick" sound. Chen Qing walked into the courtyard holding the green umbrella. In just a moment, the hem of her skirt was soaked by the rain, sticking tightly to her legs, and the cold seeped through the fabric into her skin.
She shuddered, thinking to herself: I'd underestimated the power of rain after all. For the past month, she'd been hanging out with that guy constantly, and each day felt like a year, almost making her lose track of time.
It's already so cold without me noticing.
Chen Qing held a green umbrella and walked slowly into the courtyard. Fine raindrops were blown diagonally by the wind and kept hitting her skirt. The wet fabric stuck to her skin, and the coldness seeped in.
Her eyes were fixed on the white jade pendant lying in the mud. It was a gift from Li Daoxuan to her. At this moment, the jade pendant looked particularly lonely in the wanton and messy rain.
Chen Qing leaned over and stretched out his hand. At the moment when his fingertips were about to touch the jade pendant, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and picked up the jade pendant first.
Chen Qing was startled, and subconsciously frowned, feeling unhappy in his heart, as if his private property had been taken away by someone else.
She raised the umbrella a little higher, looked up, and in an instant, she fell into a pair of gentle peach blossom eyes.
The two people's eyes met in the air, and Shen Qing's brain went blank in an instant, and he was speechless for a while.
She never expected that Li Daoxuan would come back so soon.
During the brief eye contact, Shen Qing's brain started working rapidly.
She was full of vigilance, wondering whether he had regained consciousness. He had suddenly gone mad and knocked her out before, and now he suddenly appeared, which was really puzzling.
And then there was the scene where she had just thrown the antidote Hu Ji had given her into the mud. Was he outside the door at the time? Did he see it? This series of questions kept circling in her mind, making her feel extremely confused.
Just when her mind was in a mess, the young man in front of her raised the corners of his lips slightly and gave her a faint smile.
She carefully observed his expression and found that except for his behavior in bed, his demeanor and behavior were still gentle and docile. He had lost all his sharp edges and had lost all his former arrogance.
It seems that he hasn't recovered. Chen Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
She forced herself to cheer up, forced out a perfunctory smile, and said in a voice as calm as possible, "You're back."
Li Daoxuan's throat rolled slightly, and he responded softly, "Yeah." The brief response seemed particularly thin in the yard where the rain was dripping.
Chen Qing's legs felt numb from squatting, so she simply stood up.
He also stood up, his whole body dripping with water, his hair sticking to his cheeks, looking disheveled yet with an indescribable temperament.
Only at this moment did Chen Qing notice that he was soaked, with rain dripping down his hair, which was sticking to his cheeks in a messy manner. The extra few strands of wet hair obscured his delicate eyebrows and eyes, and also concealed the deep meaning in his eyes.
His long gown was soaked by the rain and wrapped tightly around his body, outlining his seemingly thin yet upright figure.
Although he looked so disheveled, the aura he exuded remained the same as before and was extremely pleasing to the eye.
Shen Qing waited for a long time, and when she saw that he didn’t move, she said dryly, “Why don’t you bring an umbrella?”
Li Daoxuan just shook his head slightly without saying anything. His gaze still stayed on Shen Qing's face, as if he wanted to take in every subtle expression of hers.
Chen Qing felt a little uncomfortable under his burning gaze. She turned her head slightly to avoid his gaze. She suppressed the urge to frown and pretended to adjust her sleeves that were wet from the rain.
However, Chen Qing held up the umbrella and waited for a long time, but only waited until he took the jade pendant into his palm and held it.
Chen Qing said puzzledly: “This is the jade pendant you gave me.”
Li Daoxuan nodded, but for a long time he didn't take the next step. Chen Qing always felt that he was a little strange today, but looking at his harmless expression, she couldn't put her finger on what was strange.
The rain was still falling, hitting the bluestone slabs and splashing layers of water.
Shen Qing still had doubts about him, and looked at Li Daoxuan, trying to find a flaw in his expression and movements. His clothes were soaked, and raindrops kept dripping down the corners of his clothes.
She noticed that his fingers were tightly gripping the jade pendant, his knuckles turning white from the force.
“You…” Chen Qing was about to ask, but was interrupted by Li Daoxuan.
He raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and said in a low and calm voice: "Youan, it seems like the rain has been falling for too long."
Chen Qing didn't expect him to mention this suddenly. She followed his gaze and saw the eaves in the distance were a little hazy in the rain. The familiar scenery now seemed a little strange.
"Yes, Chang'an has never had such a long rainy season." Chen Qing responded softly, but he was secretly thinking in his heart, what was the purpose of his mentioning the rain.
Li Daoxuan retracted his gaze and looked at Chen Qing. The tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow. He said, "You are weak. Don't stand in the rain for too long. Go back to the house."
As he spoke, he gently pulled Shen Qing's arm and led her into the house.
Shen Qing subconsciously wanted to break free, but was afraid of arousing his suspicion, so she had to let him pull her.
Chen Qing waited until the end but he didn't give her the jade pendant. She felt a kind of indescribable discomfort in her heart.
As soon as the two entered the house, someone brought them hot water.
He seemed like a different person. He no longer occupied his room stubbornly like before and did not allow anyone to approach their courtyard. Even when Cui Ya came in to serve him, he ignored her and took his clothes to the side room.
It was not until Cui Ya left that the sound of water could be heard from the side room.
Chen Qing stared at the mirror for a long while, constantly preparing himself mentally, thinking about the possibility of "killing after use".
With his half-seduction and half-forceful help, Chen Qing, despite feeling ashamed and angry, miraculously discovered that this thing actually felt good, at least it was comfortable.
She was never shy about matters between men and women. Since it had happened, she accepted it calmly. Why would she be so ashamed and angry that she wanted to commit suicide? Sorry, she was deeply in love and cherished her life very much.
Thinking of this, she stood up and went to the side room.
The last time I ran into him taking a bath was the time before, and the two of them were at loggerheads, and I was afraid they would start fighting any moment.
Things were different now. In her eyes, Li Daoxuan was a man destined to die. Therefore, her mentality had also changed drastically.
Hearing the sound of gentle footsteps, the person who was still soaking in the water paused. He slowly sank into the water, with only his head sticking out.
Shen Qing walked forward, his heartbeat slowly speeding up.
She caught a glimpse of the two jade pendants hanging on the shelf, stopped in her tracks, and took off the one that belonged to her very smoothly.
Li Daoxuan heard the noise, turned around and saw her movements, a dark look flashed across his eyes.
Chen Qingcai pinched the jade pendant in his hand, and then he heard him say: "Youan, do you know that this jade pendant was left to me by my mother?"
"My mother said that I can't follow my father's example. If I meet a woman I love and recognize her, I should split this jade pendant into two pieces, one for me and one for my sweetheart."
"In this life, I must never let my sweetheart down and treat her well forever.
When Chen Qing heard him say this, her heart skipped a beat, and even the jade pendant in her hand became extremely hot.
She was just used to wearing this jade pendant. Since he gave it to her, it was hers, so she naturally had to take it back. As she thought so, her hand holding the jade pendant tightened a little.
Li Daoxuan's eyes were heavy, and he added: "Whoever takes my jade pendant is my destined person. I can even give her my life. Youan, do you like this jade pendant?"
"...Hmm." What a coincidence, she just wanted his life. Shen Qing thought, so she put the jade pendant into her sleeve without hesitation.
What Chen Qing didn't see was that when she nonchalantly put the jade pendant into her sleeve, the corners of Li Daoxuan's lips suddenly drooped and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
He hadn't said another word.
The person who accepted his jade pendant must not betray him either, otherwise she will not be able to afford the price.
Shen Qing mustered up the courage, walked up to him, and leaned over to look him in the eye.
Li Daoxuan stared at her, waiting for her next move.
His fiery gaze made Chen Qing a little annoyed. She pursed her lips and took out the ice silk handkerchief beside her, and tied it to his eyes. Even so, Chen Qing always felt that his sticky gaze could hit her through the thin layer of handkerchief, leaving her nowhere to hide.
Chen Qing calmed down, hooked his head and kissed him, but found that he did not move. Their lips touched, but he did not respond at all.
If it were in the past, he would have responded enthusiastically and impatiently.
Chen Qing suddenly opened her eyes, a sense of foreboding flashed through her heart. She frowned suddenly, pulled away and fiercely wiped the corner of her lips, then suddenly pulled the handkerchief covering his eyes away, catching him off guard.
Looking closely, his eyes were full of suppressed lust, his ears were slightly red, and he seemed to be in a state of excitement.
Shen Qing was stunned. Could it be an illusion?
Now Li Daoxuan always gave her some illusions, and Chen Qing couldn't help but doubt whether the love Gu had lost its effect. If it had, with his arrogant temper, if he found out that he had been treated like a dog for a month, he would have picked up his sword and chopped him down long ago.
If not, he is now less enthusiastic and no longer proactive than before. He almost moves when you poke him affectionately.
Even the inexplicable knife attack he gave himself earlier was full of doubts.
She was extremely confused.
Seeing her hesitation, the young man seemed unable to suppress his lust any longer. He suddenly grabbed her slender waist and brought her into the water. Waves splashed up layer by layer, and Shen Qing's mouth and nose were wrapped in the scorching water, making it impossible to breathe.
When she was on the verge of suffocation, he picked her up and held her tightly in his arms. Just as Shen Qing took a breath, he pressed towards her with a strong sense of oppression.
Their lips touched, he had figured out the trick from their last love affair. This time he no longer just pressed his lips against hers awkwardly and stiffly, but he pried her lips and teeth open with great experience, and used his lips and tongue to make her chase him and entangle with him endlessly.
Chen Qing was always uncomfortable with kissing. She resisted the urge to push him away, but she couldn't hide the stiffness and resistance of her body.
Li Daoxuan suddenly let go of her and looked at her solemnly. One of his hands gradually moved down and he whispered in her ear.
Chen Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and the rosy glow gradually climbed up to his ears.
He said, “Was it comfortable last time?”
Of course it was comfortable, but Chen Qing didn't want to entangle with him any more and just wanted to finish it as soon as possible.
So she stepped back a little and began to undress.
Li Daoxuan breathed softly. Seeing that she just wanted to get things done quickly, a trace of hatred gradually crept into his misty eyes.
I hated her, but there was never a trace of sincerity in my hatred.
I hate her. She clearly hates him, but she uses him again and again.
He could no longer suppress his surging emotions, so he took her hand as she undressed, picked up the ice silk handkerchief that had fallen into the tub, and imitated her, entwining his gaze with hers. As if this was the only way to deceive himself that she loved him.
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