nucmednet Chapter 39: Buried Love, Life-Saving Grace
Chapter 39: Buried Love, Life-Saving Grace
"Don't blame me, blame yourself."
He quickly took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, and approached the woman impatiently...
Wave after wave of the drug's effects hit her, and her sanity was almost overwhelmed.
She cut her thigh again, and when her thoughts returned briefly, she saw Xiao Muheng walking towards her with an evil smile on his face.
She clenched the dagger in her hand and swung it hard the moment the man approached, but Xiao Muheng easily dodged the attack.
“It’s wild, I like it!”
Her action greatly aroused Xiao Muheng's bestiality. He lured the woman to kill him like an eagle catching chicks, and when she was about to hurt him, he easily dodged...
As time passed, Wu Qingyue's eyes became increasingly blurry...
"Bang--"
She stumbled and fell to the ground. She could no longer hold the dagger in her hand and it flew out!
Xiao Muheng's patience had obviously reached its limit, and he could no longer bear it...
"The game is over!"
He quickly pounced on her and tore her clothes off.
"Well...Xiao Muheng, let me go..."
Wu Qingyue wanted to scold him away, but when she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was more like a gasp.
Hearing this, Xiao Muheng's eyes turned blood red. He aimed at her neck and kissed her...
She felt extremely disgusted, pushed his head away, opened her mouth and bit his neck fiercely -
"hiss--"
Xiao Muheng felt pain and raised his hand to slap her hard. Five fingerprints immediately appeared on her palm-sized face.
"Bitch, don't refuse my toast and drink the wine!"
"Xiao Muheng, I will kill you!"
"I will definitely kill you!"
Wu Qingyue's words were like a curse, striking Xiao Muheng's heart directly.
He seemed to see his head hanging on the city wall, surrounded by fire. The woman was at the foot of the wall, looking at his head and laughing wantonly...
He suddenly shuddered!
His thoughts suddenly returned, and with a gloomy face, he said to the woman on the ground: "Even if I have to go to hell, I will drag you with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the woman on the ground and walked into the inner room. The inner room was fully furnished. He threw her onto the bed and was about to lean over...
The blood all over the air turned into scarlet petals, falling on the bed and the floor, dripping, dripping...
The man, overwhelmed by desire, immediately regained consciousness. He looked at the person beneath him in disbelief.
The golden hairpin hit the vital spot on the neck, and blood flowed out continuously...
He panicked.
"Qing, Qingyue?"
The woman on the bed opened her eyes and looked directly into his eyes. She said, "Xiao Muheng, I lost again."
"But you didn't win either."
She spoke words he couldn't understand.
"light……"
"Boom-"
The door was kicked open, and before he could react, he was thrown out, drawing a graceful arc in the air before falling heavily to the ground!
pain!
He spat out a mouthful of blood a meter away.
"Which..."
He raised his head to curse, but was met with an extremely evil face.
He was instantly frightened, "Uncle Emperor."
Xiao Shiyi looked at the woman on the bed covered in blood, especially the wound on her neck, which was particularly shocking.
"Yue, Yue'er."
His voice was trembling and his body was shaking violently!
He was afraid that the woman would leave him with only a skeleton like in his previous life.
Fortunately, the woman's slightly rising and falling chest reminded him that she was still alive.
He picked her up carefully, as if holding a fragile porcelain doll, afraid of hurting her again.
He carried her straight out, until he could no longer see her figure, but his voice could be heard from afar -
"Take the prince back to the Ninth Prince's Palace."
Xiao Muheng, who was lying on the ground, had not yet recovered from the pain. When he heard these words, he felt like he was struck by lightning and could not move!
It’s over.
He's done.
Wu Qingyue seemed to have had a long dream, which was full of past and present lives.
Sometimes she was immersed in the sorrow of her past life, unable to extricate herself, and sometimes she was happy about her rebirth; her father, mother, and brother in the dream appeared before her one after another, as well as Xiao Shiyi, the man she owed in her past life...
The last thing that emerged was Xiao Muheng’s ferocious face!
He held a long sword in his hand and walked towards her step by step. In her terrified eyes, he raised the sword in his hand and chopped it down at her neck.
"Xiao Muheng!"
She screamed and woke up from her sleep.
The man sitting by the bed and decocting medicine paused when he heard the name, and the lid in his hand fell to the ground.
Hearing the noise, Wu Qingyue turned around, "Xiao Shiyi?"
Why is he here?
She hasn't figured out her current situation yet.
"Yue'er, you finally woke up!"
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she actually heard a slight tremor in the man's voice.
Wu Qingyue then remembered what happened before she fell into a coma. The pain in her neck reminded her that she was not dead yet.
"You saved me?"
She asked in a hoarse voice.
"Ah."
Xiao Shiyi picked up the soup spoon, filled a bowl, brought it over and sat down beside the bed: "Come, drink the medicine."
Only then did she notice that the man had just been decocting medicine for her.
A warm feeling passed through her heart, and she felt a sense of happiness at being reborn after a disaster.
The man in front of her always helps her when she is at her lowest point. It is the "love that buried her bones" in the previous life and the "life-saving grace" in this life.
The more she thought about it, the more moved she became...
Then, she did something that even she herself did not believe.
"Your Majesty!"
She dived into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, and her little face buried in his chest.
"Dangdang!"
The medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and the medicine spilled all over the floor.
The man lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the hairy head on his chest, and his whole body was petrified!
Wu Qingyue buried her head in the man's arms for a while and found that the man did not react. At first she didn't think anything of it, but the longer time went on, the more embarrassed she felt.
They seem to have nothing to do with each other, right?
How can I be so open? What if I scare people away?
She stepped out of his embrace with a slight embarrassment, "Yes, I'm sorry, I was also frightened, so I offended Your Highness."
Only when the warmth in his arms disappeared did Xiao Shiyi come back to his senses from being petrified.
She just hugged herself!!!
Xiao Shiyi didn't listen to what she said. He pulled her over and held her in his arms again. The force was so strong that Wu Qingyue almost couldn't breathe!
"W-Prince?"
"Shh, don't talk, let me hug you!"
She didn't dare to move and let him hold her.
"Yue'er."
"Ok?"
"My moon."
"……Um."
After receiving affirmation, the man gradually became dishonest.
The hand that was originally on her back gradually moved upwards...