Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Pills
Zhe Rou's heart was filled with hatred and pain. She struggled with all her strength, kicking and lashing out, "Let me go!"
Lu Chen was completely unmoved. He interlocked his fingers with hers, pressed her hands firmly on the bed, lowered his head to find her lips, and lingered in a kiss.
Zhe Rou bit his lips fiercely, blood gushing out, and a fishy-sweet taste spread between his lips and teeth. However, he seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. He raised his hand and pinched her cheek, then passed something with the tip of his tongue and forced her to hold it in her mouth.
A cool, round grain the size of a soybean melts between the lips and teeth in an instant, leaving only a faint fragrance, sweet and salty with a hint of astringency.
Zhe Rou was slightly startled, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. Although the properties of the medicine could not be fully distinguished in the chaos, it should have been mixed with Cistanche deserticola and Dragon's Blood Drain.
As if he could see her suspicion, Lu Chen kissed her cheek and whispered, "Let me make you happy so you don't have to suffer."
When Zhe Rou realized what he was saying, her face turned pale with anger. "Despicable! Bastard!"
Lu Chen didn't care at all and pressed down.
Zhe Rou bit her lips tightly, looking at the extremely familiar face in front of her, she felt as if her heart was suddenly filled with sharp ice chips, which flowed to her limbs and bones with her heartbeat, causing a fine and piercing cold pain wherever it passed.
She had no intention of showing weakness in front of Lu Chen, but tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably, and her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Lu Bingyan...are you going to force me like you did before? You always bully me like this..."
At the end of the speech, a faint sob escaped.
Hearing the suppressed grievance and pain in her voice, Lu Chen's heart suddenly tightened, as if a blunt knife was stabbing into his lungs.
Looking up, I met a pair of beautiful eyes filled with tears. There was anger, hatred, and even sadness in those eyes.
It shouldn't be like this.
The moment their eyes met, Zhe Rou turned her face away abruptly, but the tear at the corner of her eye could not be hidden and fell silently.
She was still the same stubborn and patient person as before. Even when she was extremely sad, she tried her best to suppress it and refused to let herself cry out loud.
The night in Suzhou suddenly emerged in his mind uncontrollably. He was shocked and angry, his rationality was burned dry, and he acted completely out of control.
Thinking back to later when she curled up in his arms, crying silently, the hot tears seemed to burn through his flesh, burning a bloody hole in his heart.
Lu Chen stopped completely, looked at her silently for a while, and finally sat up slowly.
Xie Yunzhou was waiting outside anxiously.
He knew that she and Lu Chen had a deep connection and that she might have something to say to Lu Chen. He wanted to wait patiently in the yard until they finished talking, but after waiting for a long time, he felt that the noises in the house were getting more and more wrong. Finally, he could no longer hold back and rushed into the house.
Nan Heng's eyes changed and he stepped forward to block his way.
The veins on Xie Yunzhou's forehead throbbed rapidly, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Get out of here."
Nan Heng stood still.
Xie Yunzhou sneered and took action without saying a word.
After all, he had a different identity, so Nan Heng and others did not dare to kill him. They quickly found his weakness, dodged the guards who were blocking him, kicked open the wooden door, and rushed into the house.
Hearing the sound behind him, Lu Chen frowned, stretched out his long arm, grabbed the cloak beside the couch, and wrapped Zhe Rou tightly.
Before he could straighten up, Xie Yunzhou had already rushed in. He quickly glanced at the situation in the room, cursed angrily, grabbed Lu Chen's shirt from his back, and punched him hard in the face, "Lu Bingyan, you beast!"
However, Lu Chen reacted extremely quickly, broke free, raised his arm to block the punch, and then grabbed his wrist and twisted it with his backhand.
This move was ruthless, without any hesitation or mercy. Xie Yunzhou only felt a sudden sharp pain in his wrist, as if a joint was dislocated. His face turned pale and cold sweat dripped down.
Zhe Rou recovered from her shock and cried out in surprise, "Ming Qi!"
Those two words were like red-hot steel needles, piercing into Lu Chen's eardrums, and his movements suddenly stopped.
Xie Yunzhou took the opportunity to break free from his shackles and hit him in the abdomen with a heavy punch without mercy. Lu Chen was caught off guard and took the punch hard. He immediately lost half of his body strength, his legs suddenly softened, and his left knee fell heavily to the ground.
The old arrow wound was suddenly pulled, as if someone had torn the healed bones and tendons apart. The iron spike with the barb was pulled out from between the bones again. Lu Chen felt extreme pain and a suppressed groan escaped from his throat.
But from beginning to end, she never called his name like she just called Xie Yunzhou.
In the past, she was most concerned about his knee injury.
It was as if someone had stabbed him in the chest, gouging out a large piece of flesh and blood. The dull pain spread to every part of his body, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten his back. He was no longer aware of the old injury on his knee.
Xie Yunzhou was so concerned about Zhe Rou that he had no intention of arguing with Lu Chen. He took the opportunity to rush in, but he didn't expect him to be grabbed by the shoulders from behind and pulled back.
The two men had been practicing martial arts together since childhood and had learned from the same Imperial Guards instructor. They had learned from each other and were very familiar with each other's moves and habits. They were evenly matched in the fight and soon they started fighting to vent their anger.
Zhe Rou curled up on the couch, feeling her body heating up in waves, with an indescribable itchy and uncomfortable feeling all over her body. Her ears were buzzing, and her hands and feet were getting weaker and weaker, unable to exert any strength. However, she couldn't help but gently close her legs and breathe softly.
The drug had already taken effect, and delaying any further was not a solution. Hearing Lu Chen and Xie Yunzhou still fighting fiercely not far away, Zhe Rou gritted her teeth, reached out to the edge of the couch, found the fragments of the teacup that had been broken during the argument, and secretly grasped them back in her hand.
Lu Chen had already been so engrossed in a fight with Xie Yunzhou that he didn't even notice what was happening on her side.
After a while, Lu Chen finally found the flaw and threw Xie Yunzhou to the ground. He pressed his arm against his neck, breathing heavily and speaking in a cold and stern voice: "Xie Mingqi, listen to me. Yaoyao is my wife. If you dare to covet her again, don't blame me for wanting your life."
"Is my master still afraid of you?"
Xie Yunzhou laughed in anger, refusing to show weakness. He picked up the iron-clad door bolt on the ground and smashed it down on his head.
Lu Chen's eyes darkened, and he was about to block, but suddenly he heard a sob that seemed to be suppressed pain coming from the couch. He was startled and instinctively turned his head to look over. He saw Zhe Rou, who didn't know what had happened. She curled up slightly, her brows were tightly furrowed, and blood was oozing from the corners of her lips.
Lu Chen's expression suddenly changed, "妱妱!"
After a half-beat delay, there was a dull thud above his head. The wooden door bolt fell heavily on his forehead. The sharp iron sheet covering the edge scraped his flesh. Warm liquid immediately flowed out, winding down along his brow like a stream, blurring his vision in an instant.
Lu Chen's eyes went dark, his head was dizzy and buzzing, but he didn't care about his injuries. He gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, staggering towards Zhe Rou. However, Xie Yunzhou also noticed something was wrong and rushed to the bed first, holding her in his arms, his eyes red with anxiety.
"Jiu Niang! What's wrong with you?"
Zhe Rou tightly grasped his sleeve, her face pale and her voice hoarse: "I'm fine... take me away..."
Xie Yunzhou gritted his teeth, tried his best to keep his voice steady, and replied softly, "I'll take you away right now, don't be afraid." As he said that, he hugged her tightly in his arms, shielding her head and face with his cloak. Without hesitation, he rushed to the window and jumped out.
Xie Yunzhou specifically looked for the back window, and Nan Heng and others were guarding in front of the house, so they couldn't catch up for a while.
Taking advantage of the little gap he had created, he hugged the person tightly, ran quickly to the stable, pulled the horse over, and climbed on top. His hooves crushed the white frost on the ground and he forced his way through.
Running out of the back alley, Xie Yunzhou held her tightly in his arms and asked in a trembling voice, "Jiu Niang, how are you? Where does it hurt? Bear with it, I'll take you to the clinic."
Zhe Rou closed her eyes, curled up in her cloak, and shook her head with difficulty.
He just scratched his palm with broken porcelain and pretended to cough up blood to distract Lu Chen. It was not serious.
But the medicinal properties of this Cistanche must be dealt with as soon as possible.
She panted softly, barely suppressing the groan in her throat, "Go to the pharmacy... get some pennywort, mulberry leaves, and cassia seeds... boil them together in water."
Her voice was unusually hoarse, and her breath was soft and thin, falling on his neck like clouds, with an abnormal heat, even alarmingly hot.
Xie Yunzhou's whole body stiffened, and he immediately understood something.
His mind suddenly went blank, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. The veins on his hands gripping the reins bulged, and his knuckles turned white from the exertion.
Heartache and anger mixed together and surged up, almost bursting through my chest. I didn't know what to do for a moment, and couldn't help but curse Lu Chen as a beast.
Xie Yunzhou nodded in agreement and quickly found the nearest pharmacy to get some medicine. Then, without stopping for a moment, he took her out of the city on horseback.
Along the way, Zhe Rou felt uncomfortable. Although she tried her best to endure it, she couldn't help but tremble slightly and instinctively leaned against the chest of the person behind her.
The warm feeling in his arms was too obvious. Xie Yunzhou could only feel the hot sweat constantly flowing down his back. His inner clothes were already soaked and sticking to his body, and the night wind stirred up layer after layer of fine shivers.
He clenched his teeth tightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and he was in so much pain that he was about to go crazy. Finally, in the dark night, he found the official post station he had passed by before.
This official post station has been abandoned for a long time. It is secluded and safe. No one stays in the post station on weekdays. Only an elderly soldier stays here to take care of it and spend his retirement.
Xie Yunzhou showed him the fish token and hurried inside with the person in his arms.
It was the deepest part of winter in the twelfth lunar month and the weather was freezing cold. The room had not been cleaned up in time. I only hastily changed the bedding and lit a charcoal brazier. The bed felt cold to the touch, but it was just right for the moment.
Xie Yunzhou carefully put Zhe Rou on it, wiped the sweat from her temples, and without pausing for a moment, he turned around and ran out to boil the medicine.
Zhe Rou's hot body pressed tightly against the cool bed, feeling extremely comfortable being ironed.
The pill that Lu Chen fed her was probably just to cheer her up a little. The medicine was not too strong. After being blown away by the cold wind along the way, her mind had already become mostly clear, but she still felt uncomfortable with emptiness.
The more unhappy she felt physically, the more humiliated and embarrassed she felt in her heart. The grievance, sadness, resentment mixed with bitterness surged up and completely drowned her like a tide.
He clenched the quilt beneath him angrily with his knuckles so tightly that they turned white, and his lower lip was bitten until it was faintly bleeding.
"Jiu Niang, come here."
Xie Yunzhou quickly returned with the bowl of medicine, blew on it to warm it, and fed it to her slowly.
Veins on his forehead throbbed rapidly, and he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "It will be fine after drinking the medicine... Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid."
The sweet and soft beauty he had longed for for years was now curled up in his arms. He was almost unable to bear the torment. He didn't know whether he was saying this to her or to himself.
The bitterness of the medicine spread across the tip of the tongue, as if it was going all the way to the heart.
Zhe Rou closed her eyes in pain, and a barely audible gasp escaped from her throat.
The familiar and paranoid pair of dark eyes appeared in my mind again.
A sudden surge of heat welled up in my eyes.
It was as if something was clutching her chest, and she felt so painful that she couldn't breathe. Her heart seemed to have sunk into an abyss, falling down and down, but could never reach the bottom.
He always bullies her like this.
Obviously everything in the past is over, isn't it?
Why is she his?
Why do we only want him?
No, she belongs to no one, she is herself.
No one can force her to bow her head and make her own choice about the future.
This thought gradually emerged, and it was as if a cluster of flames suddenly rose up in the tip of my heart, swaying vigorously, and had the potential to spread across the prairie.
It's hard to tell if it's the lingering torment of the drugs, the long-suppressed resentment and unwillingness, or the inexplicable throbbing joy deep in my heart. Or maybe it's all of it, all mixed together and indistinguishable in the haze.
Seeing Xie Yunzhou put down the medicine bowl and turn to leave, Zhe Rou took two breaths, her slender fingertips trembling slightly as she hooked onto his sleeve.
“…Don’t leave.”
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