Inside, an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the room like a light veil, subtle and alluring.
Lin Xihe slowly woke up, her head still heavy as if she had a hangover. Before she was fully awake, she felt a chill on her arm. Looking down, she saw several red marks on her exposed arm.
Upon closer inspection, she realized she was completely naked, with Gu Qinghuai holding her tightly in his arms.
Noticing the movement in his arms, Gu Qinghuai subconsciously tightened his arms around Lin Xihe's slender waist, as if reluctant to part, before falling into a deep sleep again.
It must have taken a lot of energy out of him last night, as he was still recovering from his injuries.
Lin Xihe froze on the spot, the scenes from last night flooding into her mind—she had repeatedly and actively pestered Gu Qinghuai, constantly demanding things from him.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, as if it were all just a bizarre nightmare.
In her panic, she reached out and pinched her arm hard. The pain instantly reminded her that it was all real.
In an instant, despair gripped her like vines, spiraling wildly into her heart. She and Ji Zhuo were probably completely finished now...
Lin Xihe was filled with grief. She tried to sit up, clutching the blanket tightly to cover herself, attempting to hide the shameful scene.
Before she could even sit down properly, Gu Qinghuai stretched out his long arm and pulled her back into his arms in a domineering manner.
"Aren't you tired?" Gu Qinghuai's voice was hoarse, with the languor of someone who had just woken up, and a hint of teasing after he had satisfied.
Lin Xihe bit her lower lip tightly and did not respond.
Gu Qinghuai slowly opened his eyes, his eyes and brows full of undisguised laughter, and teased, "What's wrong? Want more?"
Last night, he was surprised to discover that Lin Xihe had been lying to him all along; yesterday was clearly her first time.
This discovery filled Gu Qinghuai with boundless tenderness and comfort, as if he had gained the whole world.
Lin Xihe, however, seemed to be burned by fire. She pushed him away abruptly, recalling her own actions of clinging to him last night. Her cheeks flushed red instantly, as if shame was about to overwhelm her.
But gradually, reason returned, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Why had she been so eager for Gu Qinghuai yesterday, even offering herself to him?
Although I was fully conscious throughout the whole process and the images are still vivid in my mind, this is really illogical.
Gu Qinghuai thought Lin Xihe was just shy and was about to raise his hand to coax her when he saw Lin Xihe suddenly turn around, her beautiful eyes full of suspicion and distance, her tone questioning: "You drugged me?"
Upon hearing this, the satisfaction that had been radiating from Gu Qinghuai's face instantly froze, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe, and his raised hand remained frozen in place.
His eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared straight at Lin Xihe, as if he had been stabbed in the chest, the pain reaching the depths of his heart: "What did you say?"
Lin Xihe looked at Gu Qinghuai's frozen expression. He looked as if his heart had been ripped out, and he was in extreme pain but could not believe it.
A sudden, suffocating pain welled up in Lin Xihe's heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
However, everything that had happened since last night was too bizarre. Her heart was filled with turmoil. She slowly lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly into Gu Qinghuai's hurt eyes, but she still gritted her teeth and stubbornly asked again, "Did you drug me?"
After a suffocating silence, a sneer suddenly came from above, a laugh filled with bitterness and self-mockery.
Why are you toying with me like this?
Gu Qinghuai roared, his originally gentle face now contorted with rage, veins bulging on his forehead, and the anger in his voice like a surging wave that almost overwhelmed people.
He couldn't understand how the woman who had offered herself to him last night and poured out her love to him all night long, so tender and affectionate, could suddenly say that he had been drugged.
This sudden change was like a heavy hammer blow to his heart, making him feel dizzy and disoriented.
Lin Xihe trembled at the roar, her lips quivering slightly. She dared not cry out, nor did she dare to answer Gu Qinghuai's question.
However, she didn't know how to deal with the current situation.
Gu Qinghuai did not press further, but instead gave Lin Xihe a deep look, his eyes filled with disappointment, pain, and confusion.
After a moment of silence, Gu Qinghuai got up, dressed, took a set of clean clothes from the wardrobe next to him, and handed them to Lin Xihe without saying a word.
After handing it over, he reached out and pulled down the bed curtains, cutting off the suffocating eye contact between the two.
Lin Xihe felt a mix of emotions. After he left, she hurriedly reached for her clothes and quickly put them on.
Even the slightest movement sent a jolt of pain through her body, a reminder of everything that had happened the night before.
At this moment, Gu Qinghuai opened the door and ordered the guards to invite Doctor Qin.
The guard obeyed, quickly turned around, and hurriedly disappeared outside the door.
Gu Qinghuai stood alone at the door, not stepping into the house again, until Doctor Qin arrived.
When Gu Qinghuai entered again, he saw Lin Xihe standing awkwardly by the daybed, her head bowed, looking utterly bewildered.
He frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, and then invited Doctor Qin in.
"Doctor Qin, take her pulse," Gu Qinghuai coldly ordered, his tone devoid of any warmth.
Doctor Qin immediately bowed and accepted the order, a gentle smile on his face, and said to Lin Xihe, "Please sit down, young lady."
Seeing Gu Qinghuai's reaction just now, Lin Xihe realized that she had probably wronged him.
At this moment, she felt guilty and really didn't want Doctor Qin to take her pulse; she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Seeing this, Gu Qinghuai stepped forward, pulled Lin Xihe, and pressed her down onto the daybed. He forcefully placed Lin Xihe's hand on the tea table and coldly gestured for Doctor Qin to continue.
Doctor Qin immediately stepped forward, bent down slightly, placed his fingers on Lin Xihe's wrist, and began to carefully take her pulse.
After taking her pulse, he straightened up and said slowly, "Miss Lin's pulse is normal. Right now, her pulse is steady, strong, even and smooth, and there is no obstruction when I touch it, which shows that her blood and qi are flowing smoothly and her internal organs are in harmony."
"Is there any poisoning? Are there any traces of incense?" Gu Qinghuai pressed.
"No," Doctor Qin shook his head and answered affirmatively.
"Please trouble Doctor Qin to check the other items in the room to see if there are any spices or sleeping pills."
Gu Qinghuai gave the order coldly, his tone tinged with weariness and helplessness.
Having practiced medicine for decades, Doctor Qin could immediately tell what the marks on Lin Xihe's neck and arms meant. Combined with the pulse diagnosis he had just taken, he understood.
Upon hearing Gu Qinghuai's instructions, he nodded quickly and, without saying a word, immediately began to carefully inspect everything in the room.
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