Chapter 15 Extreme Push and Pull
"you……"
Chu Yangyang was speechless for a moment. Why was this guy so moody?
It turns out that all her hard work today was wasted?
Chu Yangyang felt dizzy and her legs were weak and unresponsive.
She wanted to hold him, but he dodged cleverly.
Without any support, she collapsed to the ground. "Luo Xifeng, aren't you afraid that I will tell my father your true intentions?"
Luo Xifeng slowly squatted down, looking at her at eye level, with a sneer in the corner of his eyes, "Of course you can say it, but whether you will have the chance to say it is still uncertain."
Threatening her again!
Chu Yangyang slumped on the ground, looking up at Luo Xi's eyes that were as cold as a pond.
A strong murderous aura came towards me.
Her heart trembled.
Lifting her head, Chu Yangyang hugged his calf with a desperate gesture, "You can kill me or chop me up, but if this needle really gets into my heart or lungs, who will help you find the 'Imperial Pharmacy Record' that was lost during the fire in the Luo family archives?"
The moonlight suddenly stagnated on Luo Xifeng's suddenly tensed knuckles. "What is the 'Imperial Medicine Record'?"
"If you want to know, take out the needle first." Chu Yangyang raised her crescent-shaped eyebrows and smiled like a cunning little fox.
Luo Xifeng suddenly squatted down and grabbed her wrist with one hand, almost crushing her joints with such force, "If you don't tell me, you will die."
"If you don't take it, we will perish together."
She looked him straight in the face, not backing down.
His palm lingered at the back of her neck for a while, and finally stopped at her shoulder.
She only felt a burst of stinging pain, frowned, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably.
The triangular needle fell to the ground with a "click".
Chu Yangyang was sweating profusely, soaking her back. She mumbled a response, then suddenly reached out and hooked her hand around the back of his neck, pressing it down. "Thank you, my husband. So, are you staying here tonight? I just changed to the Baicao Fumigation Tent. I heard that sleeping in it is very relaxing..."
Before he could finish his words, Luo Xifeng stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and his resolute figure left, sweeping up the moonlight all over the ground.
I finally forced him to leave. I feel so tired.
Chu Yangyang collapsed on the cold floor tiles. Suddenly, she remembered something and said to the swaying peach branches outside the window, "Meet me in the Nanyuan study at 5 p.m. tomorrow."
A silver needle pierced through the air and pierced the wooden pillar beside her ear.
She was stunned again.
Touching her hot earlobe, Chu Yangyang was still frightened.
Even accepting invitations is full of murderous intent. When will her days of walking on thin ice end?
She thought about it and realized that the root of Luo Xifeng's hatred for her was the demise of the Luo family.
Only by untying his knot in his heart can the conflict between Luo Xifeng and the Chu family be resolved.
Thinking of this, Chu Yangyang called out to Miaoyun, "Bring me paper, ink, brush, and inkstone."
She wrote furiously on the table, recording all the clues and details she could still recall from the original book.
The next day.
As soon as the gong sounded three times at midnight, Chu Yangyang curled up on the soft couch, hugging the gilded hand warmer.
Light snow was falling outside the glazed window lattice, and she stared at the flickering candlelight on the table.
"Isn't the princess going to investigate the case?"
The bead curtain was suddenly lifted by the night wind, and Luo Xifeng stood beside the screen, wrapped in cold air.
Today he changed into a moon-white robe with a green jade medicine bag on his waist, looking like a young man from a noble family who had really come to keep an appointment.
But when Chu Yangyang saw the triangular needle faintly visible on his cuff, her back still tensed up reflexively.
"My husband came quite early. Didn't you say we'd meet in the study?"
She put on a very attentive smile and jumped off the soft couch barefoot. "Since you're here, I prepared some ginger and plum tea, which is the best way to drive away the cold..."
Before he could finish his words, he stepped on the slipping fox fur and fell straight forward.
Luo Xifeng instinctively reached out to take it, but dodged sideways the moment she was about to touch his collar.
Chu Yangyang hit her forehead hard on the corner of the rosewood table, and tears came to her eyes due to the pain.
"The princess used this tactic of throwing herself into someone's arms a few days ago."
He looked down at the person huddled together, his eyes sweeping across her reddened forehead. "If you really want to show your goodwill, why not tell me the whereabouts of the 'Imperial Medicine Record'?"
Chu Yangyang climbed up with the help of the table and quietly hid her scraped palm in her sleeve.
She should have known that pleasing this living devil was harder than coaxing the client's father.
"Let me get dressed, and then we'll go to Nanyuan Academy together."
Nanyuan Academy is Chu Shiyuan's study and library. Normally, outsiders are not allowed to enter. Only Chu Yangyang always likes to sneak in to read the storybooks, so Chu Shiyuan lets her go.
Chu Yangyang led the way and walked into the study room as if she was familiar with the place.
The Nanyuan study is filled with the scent of aged ink, and dozens of rows of bookcases are neatly arranged.
Relying on her meager memory from the original book, Chu Yangyang came to the last row of bookcases on the north side.
Luo Xifeng followed closely behind with a fire starter in his hand.
Chu Yangyang raised her head and stood on tiptoe to search carefully.
However, her sleeve unexpectedly swept down the celadon brush washer on the antique shelf. Luo Xifeng rolled up her sleeves to catch the porcelain that was about to fall to the ground, and her whole body happened to fall into his arms.
"The princess is always thinking about throwing herself into someone's arms."
The boy's Adam's apple brushed against her hair, the pearl-shaped hairpin in his hand, and the cold silver needle bag pressed against her lower back. "Where on earth is the 'Imperial Pharmacy Record'?"
Chu Yangyang hurriedly took a half step back. This damn body always disobeyed her and always liked to fall on the King of Hell.
She quickly reached out her hand and brushed her fingertips against the tassel of the jade medicine bag at his waist. "It's... it's the rosewood frame with the crane holding a herb."
Before he could finish his words, Luo Xifeng's pupils suddenly shrank.
That was his father's favorite pattern.
The moonlight filtered through the crimson screen window, twisting the two people's shadows into a twist.
When Chu Yangyang was squatting at the bottom of the bookshelf and searching, Luo Xifeng suddenly bent his knees and pressed her shoulders.
She could feel his light breath swirling above her.
She shuddered all over, thinking she was going to be pricked with a needle again, but she saw him reach out and push aside the strands of hair on her temples, and his fingertips lightly tapped the spine of "Mencius".
"Click."
The sound of the secret compartment opening startled the birds sleeping under the eaves. Chu Yangyang looked at the mottled words "Imperial Pharmacy Record" on the yellowed book cover and was about to cheer when a cold blade suddenly touched the back of her neck.
"How did the princess know the mechanism was in Mencius?"
Luo Xifeng's voice was shrouded in the chill of night dew. "This technique is clearly only known to the Luo family. Even I only learned about it by chance when I saw my father using it. How did you know it?"
Chu Yangyang paused with her mouth half opened. She couldn't say that she had seen the instructions in the original book.
“Father always loved to hide preserves here!”
She quickly interrupted him, "When I was little, I often came here to steal food. One day, I happened to see the secret compartment open and saw this book inside. I was afraid that my father would know that I had sneaked into the study, so I pretended not to know."
Luo Xifeng became even more suspicious, "How did you know that this "Imperial Medicine Record" was related to my Luo family?"
Chu Yangyang blinked and casually patted the cover of the book. "Look, isn't it written here? Annotated by Luo Heting."
Luo Heting is Luo Xifeng's father.
Luo Xifeng narrowed his eyes and paid no attention to anything else.
Chu Yangyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and moved towards the desk as she spoke, but her embroidered shoes accidentally caught on the hem of his clothes.
Her balance was unstable, and she watched helplessly as she fell into his arms again.
This time, Luo Xifeng had no time to dodge.
The two of them stumbled and fell into the pile of mats.
She was held in his arms.
The aura of masculinity surrounded her.
Her heart trembled, but fortunately, she did not feel any murderous intent!
At this moment, the white jade ointment that fell from her sleeve happened to roll onto his knees.
Luo Xifeng stared at the crooked honeysuckle pattern on the medicine bottle.
Chu Yangyang immediately picked up the white jade ointment and took the opportunity to show her affection. "Husband, Chu Shenhao scratched your wrist yesterday. Does it still hurt? I made this using Panax notoginseng mixed with borneol..."
Before she could finish her words, her chin was pinched and her face was lifted up.
The dark tide in the boy's eyes was more poisonous than the heartbreak powder. His thumb pressed heavily against her red lips. "My princess, you are so considerate. Could it be that this ointment is laced with love?"
She gasped in pain, but didn't dare to struggle. "I've long since stopped using such despicable methods. I apologize for what I did before, and this medicine is my atonement."
"Atonement?"
Luo Xifeng suddenly chuckled, his warm breath touching her trembling eyelashes, "My princess, do you know how many boxes of ointment it would take to redeem the lives of the 176 members of the Luo family?"
But in this matter, she was even more wronged.
Chu Yangyang wanted to cry but had no tears.
The sound of the midnight bell rang outside the window, and Chu Yangyang suddenly grabbed his wrist, "Someone is coming!"
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