Chapter 90 I'm Addicted to You



Chapter 90 I'm Addicted to You

After several days of rain, the August heat returned, and the temperature in the yard was scorching. The chicks were so hot that their feet were burning, and they all hid under the pomegranate tree to escape the heat.

Weiwei is much better now. She goes out to run and jump in the woods from time to time, breathing in the fresh air. Her eyes have become brighter, and she even brings back some wild game.

And thanks to Shen Jizhao's constant feeding, Weiwei no longer hates him. It just sometimes scratches him arrogantly to make sure he won't hurt it. He lets it be, since one more scar isn't a big deal.

Jiang Shuifu was not doing so well. The heat made her lose her appetite, and that man forced her to drink dark and bitter medicine every day. At times like this, she would turn her head to protest, pursing her lips, and he could do nothing about it.

But Shen Jizhao was very cunning. He would tempt her with delicious food, and if she drank a bowl of it, he would agree to her order. In this way, without her knowing, she had been drinking medicine for half a month.

Later, she realized she had been too honest, so when she drank again, she avoided him and secretly poured it away without him knowing.

Shen Jizhao knew perfectly well what was going on, but he just turned a blind eye. It was normal for her to get tired of drinking; she needed to catch her breath. He couldn't push this rabbit too far.

On this day, Jiang Shuifu used the same trick as before, kicking Shen Jizhao out and intending to throw away the medicine.

For several days in a row, the smell of the flower vases in the house became too strong, so she quietly pushed open the door and went out, sneaking towards a narrow path at the back of the house. To get to this path, she had to pass through his side room.

That narrow passage is usually deserted and very inconspicuous; if you fall in, you'll never notice.

Fortunately, the candlelight in the side room was dim, so he was probably already asleep.

She relaxed, straightened her back, and confidently headed towards her destination.

But as she walked, her ears suddenly twitched. What was that sound?

She walked slower and slower, afraid that he would suddenly come out and catch her red-handed. She lowered her body and just then, she arrived at the main entrance of his side room.

The sounds inside grew louder, and a low, hoarse panting sound faintly drifted out of the house.

The woman outside couldn't hear him clearly and thought it was just his delirium as he was about to wake up. She knew he had excellent hearing, so she lowered her voice again and didn't dare to move an inch.

The consequence was that the voices inside became increasingly unrestrained.

One soft gasp after another escaped from time to time, but the sound was not loud, and only his painful voice could be vaguely heard, as if he were having a nightmare.

The woman squatting outside felt something was off, so she cautiously looked up to see if he was awake.

But before she could fully raise her head, she lowered it again. He wasn't asleep!

She raised her head slightly, and with just a glance, she saw his back.

He was sleeping on the floor, and he was facing away from her with his head down.

He must have been injured again and is being bandaged up.

So he shouldn't notice her. Jiang Shuifu lifted her foot again, but with each step she took, the man's voice in the room grew louder and louder.

What started as light, shallow breathing gradually turned into hoarser, more painful, labored panting, one breath after another, becoming increasingly labored.

The woman holding the medicine bowl was panting heavily, her face flushed.

He wasn't applying medicine at all; he was clearly...

!!

What's even more outrageous is that he started growling incessantly, making people's ears tingle.

His hands moved faster and faster, his head was held high, and his breath, unique to men at certain times, kept escaping from his mouth.

However, he seemed to have reached a bottleneck and refused to come out no matter what.

Not only were there panting sounds, but also gurgling and puffing sounds!

Jiang Shuifu, who was outside, heard everything clearly!

The sound seemed amplified countless times, lingering and exploding in her ears. Instantly, she felt the whole world fall into his breath, as if he were right next to her, their knees touching.

What's even more outrageous is that, after experiencing him, she was actually able to imagine that scene!

She jerked her hand so hard that the medicine bowl shattered.

"Clang! Clang!"

It shattered into pieces!

The ground was covered with bitter-smelling medicinal juice!

The medicinal liquid began to spread, from the hem of her skirt and her feet, gradually spreading into the room, so that the man inside could see it as soon as he looked up!

The woman outside reacted even faster than the man inside the house; she was so startled by the broken medicine bowl that she immediately straightened up.

The candlelight inside the room was dim, but it burned just a short distance away from him, so the other furnishings in the room could not be seen. The only thing that could be seen was the man with red eyes!

Therefore, the man's movements inside the room were clearly visible to her.

A book lay before the man, its pages curled at the corners, indicating it had been turned many times. The open page was too glaring to look at.

And his one hand was just right!

Those bulging blue veins were extremely arrogant, coiling, jutting, and jumping as if soaring into the sky!

Full of energy!

The man had already turned around. The sound of her smashing the bowl caught him off guard. He looked up abruptly, and in an instant, his eyes met hers as she stood up.

He was terrified! His mind was in a state of panic! He frantically searched for a solution!

But his body froze, unable to make any move to dodge, and even then, that hand exerted one last bit of force!

finally!

I threw up!

His eyes were incredibly shimmering, sparkling with moisture, infinitely beautiful! His gaze was even more unfocused!

After regaining consciousness, he quickly packed back the things he had just fallen asleep with, tidied his clothes, and, in a very solemn tone, revealed the feelings he had kept hidden deep in his heart:

"I have said it before, I am willing to learn!"

She was not satisfied; she felt he was inadequate, so he needed to improve.

The woman was stunned.

What should we learn?

So he's studying? Or is it because of her?

Ignoring her shock, the man continued to recount his story:

"Actually, I've never told you this before. The reason I didn't touch you back in the Eastern Palace was because I couldn't break free from my addiction to you! During our wedding, I lost control. Your body had a fatal attraction for me! Again and again, it still wasn't enough! I never knew I could want to be on top of a woman like this! I'm afraid I'm sick! But I didn't want to admit my own flaws, and I didn't dare, afraid of becoming addicted! So I had to leave you alone in your room. So actually, I noticed you a long time ago, and I was attracted to you..."

He wanted her to know that she wasn't the only one chasing after him; he had noticed her too.

Since then, every time he sees her, he is reminded of that night, that crazy night, the woman who drove him crazy.

He longed to pin her down and continue his madness.

It was because of his obsession with her body that he had been secretly observing her all along. She always liked to smile at him sweetly and affectionately, look at him, and call him "husband" in a coquettish way. But he was the crown prince and could not indulge in this, so he became more and more distant from her.

So, the reason I don't sleep with her isn't because I don't like her, but because I really like her.

That's why he reacts as soon as he touches her.

That's why he becomes obsessed with it whenever he has the chance, to the point of complete madness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman outside had already run away and disappeared.

Jiang Shuifu was extremely shocked and couldn't sleep all night. What she saw and heard shocked her even more!

He's such a deep and ruthless person!

A deeply addicted man named Shen Jizhao!

So that's how his underwear got worn out!

Recalling the raindrop-like noises they made when they shared a room, I realized he did this every night!

That's terrifying!

She covered her head, trying to shake off everything related to him, and then simply pulled the peach close to her before slowly falling asleep.

.

For several days, Jiang Shuifu did not see Shen Jizhao even once, avoiding him. She had no choice; the scene and words from that day still haunted her.

She suddenly felt a sense of relief, a relief that she had left him, otherwise, how could she possibly live her life?

Shen Jizhao has stopped brewing medicine for her these past few days and has instead prepared medicinal meals for her. Food therapy is more easily accepted by her.

Every day, she would have her maid bring the vegetables into her room, while he would leave early and return late, selling vegetables and then getting busy, waiting for her fear to subside.

Aside from avoiding him, Jiang Shuifu would go to her aunt's house to help her with farm work and listen to her aunt tell stories about the surrounding villages.

Finally, ten days later, Jiang Shuifu strutted off to the morning market, with Shen Jizhao silently following behind her.

She had originally planned to do it, but the thought of running into Shen Jizhao, who sells vegetables, made her give up the idea.

Now, she has forgotten everything, and besides, he is the one who should be embarrassed, she has not lost anything!

Jiang Shuifu went to the wonton stall again, and the old woman smiled familiarly when she saw her:

"Still a bowl of delicious wontons and a meat pie, right?"

She smiled and nodded, "The girl next to me wants two pies!"

The peach scratched its head sheepishly.

Shen Jizhao was selling vegetables not far away again. This time, he had a lot of peace and quiet. The women in the market no longer dared to gossip openly, but their eyes were still unfriendly.

Jiang Shuifu and Pan Tao were enjoying their meal immensely, taking spoonfuls from each other and beaming with joy.

At this moment, a figure inexplicably blocked their view. Jiang Shuifu knew who it was without even looking up. She didn't move, continuing to eat with her head down, but subtly turned her back to him.

He said, "I'll take all the pies."

Why does he need so many?

Shen Jizhao sat down beside her, staring at her and pleading softly, "Wait for me, okay? We might be closing up shop late today."

Jiang Shuifu ignored him.

The stall owner, an elderly woman, witnessed this scene and sighed inwardly, realizing that they had likely had a conflict.

Shen Jizhao took all the pies and left, walking away into the distance.

In the distance were several homeless children, not even ten years old. They were starving; some were on the verge of death, their eyes dim, while others had gleaming eyes, as if they wanted to steal something.

Shen Jizhao tossed the pies to them, and they swarmed forward, grabbing them frantically. Before long, each of them had snatched two or three pies.

Only the few children who were on the verge of death had nothing to eat.

The child who had snatched the food ate it in large mouthfuls, then looked up and stared at Shen Jizhao, his eyes filled with a wicked glint of intent.

People who are extremely hungry have extreme thoughts, cannot distinguish between good and evil, and will not be grateful for being given food. Instead, they will think about how to grab more things.

That's why he chose to leave it to them.

Human nature must be guarded against.

Seeing that the child was on the verge of death and could not hold on any longer, he handed over the last few pies in his hand.

The dying child's eyes lit up with hope when he saw the pie. He reached out his hand inch by inch to reach it, and then moved it a little further forward. Finally, the child took a bite.

Shen Jizhao asked indifferently, "Where did you come from?"

The children remained silent, munching on their pies, their eyes filled with longing for the food.

Shen Jizhao's eyes narrowed, and he got up to leave. His fingers kept rubbing together, and his expression showed that he was thinking and exploring.

Jiang Shuifu also saw the children and felt sorry for them, so Shen Jizhao went to help them.

Watching him squat down and bend over to feed the children pies, her heart softened involuntarily.

He was indeed a competent crown prince. Although he considered himself arrogant and noble, he was sincere towards the people. His grand ambition was for the people to live in peace and prosperity.

The stall owner, an elderly woman, saw all this and stared at him for a long time. He was not only good to his wife, but also had a compassionate heart. He was truly a good man.

Thinking of this, she stopped hiding it and couldn't help but advise:

"It's inevitable that couples will have their ups and downs in life. When he apologizes, you go along with it. We make up after every argument. That's how we always get through things. I think he's a very dedicated man. He knows you like our wontons, so he paid three months' worth of vegetable-selling money to learn how to cook with me! For a grown man to cook and make a meal just to please his wife is very rare in our village. You don't know how seriously he took it. He practiced for a long time, and several times when he failed, I thought he would give up, but he still patiently learned and listened. When cooking, getting the heat right is even more difficult. He got several blisters from his big hands, but he didn't want me to tell you! You can see he's not just doing things for show!"

Jiang Shuifu's eyes widened slightly. So, it wasn't something he bought; he made it himself!

Did he specifically go to learn it?

Just like how he learned to cook those dishes?

Shen Jizhao was selling vegetables when a customer jokingly remarked on how beautiful his wife was. He corrected them once again.

"She is not my wife, but the one I love."

Those unaware of the details asked him many times, and he always gave the same answer:

Not my wife, but the one I love.

Jiang Shuifu stared at him for a long time without saying a word.

These few words stirred a ripple in her heart.

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Author's note: Entering the next phase soon! [eating popcorn][eating popcorn]

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