Chapter 51: Dad, can I borrow it for a bit?

  It's already late at night, and people are all asleep.

  The Qinggang Station under the night sky was shrouded in endless darkness, quiet and soundless.

  Three Jin Yiwei walked on the road from Dongyuan to Yuhuang Pavilion. One of them led the way, and the other two carried a large black wooden box, in the dark as ink, everyone held their breath and walked cautiously.

  The person in the box was Xia Chuyi.

  Can't help but say, Dongfang Qingxuan's move is indeed ruthless. You see, for men of this era, killing and bleeding on the battlefield may not be feared, but they are extremely taboo about one thing - women's menstrual blood. People at that time thought it was an unlucky thing, and most men who came into contact with it would feel like it was a very unlucky thing, even if it was their own woman, let alone someone else's?

  But he sent such a person to Zhao Zhuo instead.

  The truth is an arrow, and it wants to shoot down two swallows at once.

  Should he save him or not?

  "Halt! Who goes there?" The Jade Emperor's Pavilion was as heavily guarded as ever, and the Golden Armored Guard on night watch heard footsteps. "Clang" went their swords being drawn, and they loudly asked who it was.

  One of the three leaders of the Brocade Guards was none other than Ruhuang, who stood beside Dongfang Qingyun. He took a step forward and clasped his fists in salute.

  "Brother, General Du has sent us to deliver a gift to Your Highness and would like to request an audience."

  "His Highness has retired." Along with an unfriendly voice, a person came out of the Jade Emperor's Pavilion. It was none other than Er Gui, one of Zhao Zhen's twelve guards. Tonight he wasn't wearing his large false beard, and looked like a clean and young man. He wasn't very tall, but had a strong presence. He glanced at the black lacquer box, then raised his chin.

  "What's so precious about it? Can't you send it tomorrow when the sky is bright?"

  Rufeng bowed again, "If we send it tomorrow, it will be too late. Please inform the palace that this is the intention of the Grand Commander, specially sent for the enjoyment of the palace, and if it's late, things won't be fresh. The Grand Commander also said that when the palace sees this thing, they will definitely be overjoyed, please make an exception."

  The two ghosts frowned, circled the large wooden box again, didn't go in to report, but instead waved their hands and ordered two Golden Guard soldiers to come over and take the box away.

  "Alright, I'll take it for Your Highness first."

  Like Wind glanced at the box and then looked at Er Gui.

  He furrowed his brow and then put on a smiling face.

  "Brother, the Grand Commander said that the things in this box are precious. If Your Highness doesn't open it tonight, I'm afraid by tomorrow morning, they will be spoiled."

  The two ghosts gave him a glance and waved their hands in annoyance.

  "Alright, must you be so particular about giving a gift? Let's go, let's go, I get it."

  "Alright, be careful on your way. Make sure you deliver it."

  Like the wind, he cupped his hands and bowed, took two steps forward, then turned back.

  There was a big living person in the box, if the Jin Wang's guard put the box there and didn't open it to check, by tomorrow morning, the person inside would probably really see King Yan. But at this point, someone said that His Highness had already rested, so how could he possibly insist on being announced or letting them open the box personally? He could only report back to the Grand Commander for now and think of a plan later.

  "Take it in."

  The two ghosts shouted in unison, and the two Golden Guards lifted the box and walked towards the side hall of the Jade Emperor's Palace.

  At the sight of this situation, he sighed and said, "Stop! Where are you putting these things?"

  Those two people obviously didn't understand and stopped in their tracks to stare at him.

  The two ghosts made an effort and pointed to Zhao Zhu's room with one hand, "Where to put it? Of course, it must be placed in the main hall."

  "Ah!?" The two soldiers apparently didn't quite understand.

  "What the fart! Speed up!" Er Gui didn't understand either.

  He just received the order and that's all.

  In the main hall, Zhao Zhuo had not gone to bed yet. After receiving Zheng Erbao's message, three people carefully carried a large black wooden box into the room. As soon as they entered, they saw him wearing a loose chestnut-colored satin robe with a dark green jade belt tied loosely around his waist, leaning against the head of the bed, still holding the "Fire Dragon Classic" he had been studying all day, frowning slightly as he read. Seeing them bring in the box, he didn't say anything extra, just lazily glanced at them and waved his hand.

  "Everyone get out."

  The two ghosts looked at the master's face, thought to themselves, and together with the two soldiers carrying boxes, including Zheng Erbao who was originally serving inside and the two night-watching maids, no one dared to ask more questions, they all paid their respects and retreated.

  "Is it still comfortable in there?" Zhao Zhuo asked coldly, narrowing his eyes slightly, putting down the thread-bound "Fire Dragon Classic" in his hand, and walking slowly towards the large wooden chest.

  The person inside couldn't possibly answer him.

  He slightly squatted down, twisted the copper lock hanging on the lid of the trunk, and lifted the lid with one hand.

  "Hmm...hmm..."

  Xia was gagged, her hands were handcuffed behind her back, and she was forced to squat inside with her body half-restrained. Her big eyes stared at him fixedly, and her small face had a strange flush on it. Due to the sudden onset of the medicine, her body trembled slightly, and her clothes were already soaked with cold sweat, making her look extremely disheveled.

  "Poor thing." Zhao Zun pulled open the cloth strip covering her mouth, bent down, and stared at her, seemingly a bit regretful, yet also seeming to be gloating, "I told you to come serve me, but you didn't want to."

  "Stop spouting nonsense here." Looking at the Zhao Zian in front of her, Xia Chuyi felt both love and hate. She loved that she was finally saved, but hated that her Mirror Heart had to "cut flesh" to achieve it.

  "One hundred and twenty..." Xia Chui's teeth clenched as she named a price.

  "What's one white and two?" Zhao Zun narrowed his eyes.

  Go ahead!

  This despicable Zhao!

  She didn't believe he couldn't see what she was like now!

  "Cut the crap, will you... won't you help?"

  On the seventh day of summer, I feel my own tone is fierce and stern.

  But as soon as it came out, that usually clear and pleasant voice was weak and hoarse, full of unbearable discomfort.

  "Help you?" Zhao Zun slightly narrowed his eyes.

  "At this moment, Xia Chuyi was in a critical situation of the heavenly battle, her body felt extremely uncomfortable and empty, as if countless insects were drilling into her, biting, tearing, and stirring, making her breathing accelerate uncontrollably, blood flowing backwards, and her skin feeling like it was being roasted, burning, and boiling on fire, she was almost unable to control herself, all she could think of was spending money to get rid of the disaster."

  Zhao Zun's expression was light and faintly calm.

  "How can I help?"

  At the beginning of summer, on the seventh day, she felt suffocated and depressed, and her body twisted slightly. She felt that the fire in her heart was burning more fiercely, but her waist was straighter. Her dazed eyes stared at him for a moment, but she couldn't hold on any longer. Her knees softened, and she suddenly collapsed halfway onto the trunk.

  "That demon... I don't know what he's given me... it's really potent..."

  Zhao Zhu's eyes sank, and he felt her scorching forehead. "You can still talk, you won't die for the time being."

  Son of a bitch!

  "Xia Zhong Qi was biting her lower lip which had been trembling all along, looking at him, 'First...first help me untie the rope...'"

  Zhao Zhu lazily glanced at her with a faint gaze, his cold eyes without a hint of ripples, as if her life and death had nothing to do with him.

  "What's in it for you?"

  Damn it! On the seventh day of summer, she couldn't help but want to flay his skin, pull out his tendons, and dig out those eyes that were always calm and collected no matter where or when, and feed them to the fish... Unfortunately, in order to do these things, she had to first get rid of the aphrodisiac on her body, otherwise it would all be just nonsense. Amidst the increasingly heavy breathing sounds, she didn't know whether she was anxious or angry, her head spinning dizzily, and with great difficulty, she managed to utter a sound through gritted teeth.

  "...two hundred."

  She admitted it!

  In front of Zhao's cheap people, silver is just a number to her, a legend, and it basically won't become cash. Even if you put it in your pocket, it won't warm up. There's nothing that can't be promised, and at worst, you can just deny it afterwards.

  "Hurry up!" Seeing him not moving, she took another breath and hummed.

  That voice was extremely delicate and soft.

  Zhao Zhu's eyes slightly dimmed, as if he had just discovered that her complexion was not quite right. He furrowed his brow, grasped her thin shoulders with one hand, and effortlessly pulled her scorching body out of the trunk. With a swing of his large sleeve, he took a few steps forward, and with a dismissive flick of his wrist, he flung her onto the intricately carved rosewood bed.

  "Are you not the little divine doctor?" He looked down at her with a cold gaze.

  At the beginning of summer, sweat dripped from her forehead layer by layer, and her lips trembled. Where was the energy to argue with him? She only felt that the medicine's effect came on fiercely, originally before her hands and feet were tied up and constricted painfully, she could still keep a clear head, now that the rope had been untied by Zhao Zun, she fell onto the soft couch, plus in front of her was a handsome face that made one want to commit a crime. Her eyes blurred slightly, and she couldn't see things clearly anymore.

  "Zhaodianren..."

  My mind went blank and I even blurted out his nickname.

  "...". Abruptly, Zhao's face suddenly turned black.

  Unfortunately, Xia Qiuzi couldn't see anything clearly at first, but she struggled to get up and stumbled forward, her hands tightly grasping his body. She lifted her head to look at him, using a soft voice that could melt bones and fuse gold, and spoke in an extremely urgent tone:

  "Hurry and help me... I want..."

  She had thought of the things she needed to say when she was sober, but before she could say them, the medicine took effect and surged into her heart like it had chosen the right moment. Her mouth mumbled a few times, her hands and feet began to convulse uncontrollably, and her body went limp on Zhao Zun's chest, half-unconscious.

  In this way, her sentence "I want" became extremely ambiguous.

  Zhao Zhuo slightly narrowed his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at the small head lying on his chest.

  Finally, he turned his face and shouted loudly, "Zheng Er Bao."

  "Father! I'm here, I'm right here."

  His voice had just gone out when the Second Treasure Master, as if he had been prepared early, flashed in from outside with a swoosh, his body extremely respectful.

  "What instructions does grandfather have?"

  "Get Sun Zhengye over here, quickly." Zhao Zun ordered in a deep voice, then grabbed Xia Chuqi's collar and roughly pulled the guy who was rubbing against him like a little piglet off his waist and tossed him onto the bed.

  "Pa, ah..."

  On the seventh day of summer, he touched his sore butt and his head cleared up a bit, but his body had no strength. He fell down like a big green frog, four legs facing the sky, rolling over with big white eyes, unconscious and panting heavily.

  "Oriental demon... I'm gonna kill you..."

  She thought for a moment and added two more words: "The whole family."

  Zhao Zhuo carelessly glanced at her, turned sideways to pick up a cup of water from the table, lifted her head, and brought it to her lips, coldly ordering.

  "Cheers!"

  On the seventh day of summer, she was dazed and dizzy, extremely thirsty, her lips almost parched. How could she think of anything else? With Zhao's help, she tilted her head back and gulped down water in big mouthfuls. But probably there were still some undissolved medicine particles in her throat from before, which under the action of this bowl of water flowed smoothly into her stomach. As a result, her body which had not been so hot before was suddenly ignited, she felt like she had been thrown into a huge furnace, so hot that she wanted to strip off all her clothes and jump into an ice bath.

  She lowered her head and clutched at the corner of the quilt, not daring to look into Zhao Yu's eyes.

  Can't bear to look at handsome men, especially can't bear to look at Zhao Zilong.

  Otherwise... she would really be ruined.

  She's only fifteen years old now.

  Although in this era, 15-year-olds are already at an age where they can talk about marriage, in Xiaoyi's mind, a 15-year-old girl is still not mature enough, her body has not fully developed, she is completely like a flower bud that has not yet bloomed. How could she accept having that kind of relationship with someone she doesn't know very well at this time and in this environment?

  That's totally mind-blowing.

  ……

  ……

  With Zhao Kui's order, Sun Zhengye arrived very quickly.

  And with Zhao's arrival, there were more people in his house.

  Apart from Zheng Er Bao, who had been attending to him all along, Yue Yu and Mei Zi, who were originally on duty in the outer room, as well as two other maidservants, were also standing there. Yue Yu was frowning with worry, assisting Sun Zhengye with his hands, busy back and forth, while Mei Zi was anxious to the point of tears, occasionally using a handkerchief to wipe away Xia Chuqi's fine cold sweat, and occasionally glancing at Master's expressionless face, but could only pitifully place her hopes on Sun Zhengye's face.

  "Ah..." Old Sun examined the tongue coating again and took his pulse for a long time, but his tone was somewhat hesitant.

  "Speak." Zhao Zun's expression was cold and his tone slightly impatient.

  "It seems like I've been poisoned by something called 'Chang Huan Jiao'..."

  "What is it?"

  It's already somewhat embarrassing for such a respectable old man to say something so dirty, not to mention there are also several young girls present.

  Lao Sun head withdrew his hand from taking the pulse, and stole a glance at several maids in the house. His lips moved several times before he awkwardly cleared his throat under Zhao Zun's cold gaze, and solemnly said, "This Chan Huan Jiao Yuan is also called Mo Fen, it's a kind of lustful medicine that was introduced to our great Yan from Dong Ying some years ago, popular in the brothels, not something a gentleman would be ashamed of, namely..."

  "Get to the point!" Zhao Zhu's voice dropped coldly.

  "Yes, yes, yes. After taking this thing, it can quickly arouse female emotions, making men and women happy, and women are even more eager to ask for it... But if within two hours, they have not been with a man, they will suffer from loss of vital energy, yellow face and red eyes, and reversed blood flow. The heart will be exhausted and die."

  His voice was extremely low as he spoke the four words "heartbroken and dying", looking at Zhao Zhuo's increasingly dark face, he almost stuttered.

  Fortunately, Zhao Zun was still calm and lowered his voice, saying slowly, "Is there a way to solve it?"

  Lao Sun stiffened his neck and didn't dare meet his gaze directly, only saying, "It's okay."

  Nodding slightly, Zhao Zun's face was expressionless, "How to solve it? Why don't you hurry up?"

  "Just need, just need with men, union, happy..."

  Although he knew it was nonsense, Sun Zhengye still stuttered and said it out loud.

  Indeed, in the next instant, Zhao Zun's face turned cold.

  "What's the point of having you then?"

  Lao Sun was originally just a medical officer, and his courage was small. After being shouted at by him, the old face that was originally red with anxiety suddenly turned white, and he knelt down in front of Zhao Zun, knocking his head repeatedly without saying a word.

  "I'm old and useless... This matter, only you, sir, can handle it."

  This is quite...

  Oh no, the second treasure on that side closed its eyes.

  This dead old man, good riddance! Think about the identity of their master, how could he possibly do such a thing? Besides, let's not mention that Chu Qi's background is unknown, just talking about these years following the master, when have you seen him messing with women? Alas, poor Chu Qi, a good girl, either she can only find someone to ruin her body or she can only wait for death...

  "Get out, all of you get out!"

  Zhao Zhu suddenly let out a cold and icy voice, scaring everyone in the house to their knees instantly.

  Just one sentence, and the house fell into a dead silence.

  What does it mean? Call them down, can't Master Ye really...?

  From Sun Zhengye to Zheng Erbao, and then to Yu Yue and Mei Zi, each person hung their head in his icy voice, not daring to raise it. But everyone's expression was the same - shocked like constipation, unable to speak out loud, yet not daring to leave just like that.

  That ginger brown sugar water and special toilet paper thing, Mei Zi's big mouth had already spread it among these few people. Everyone here knows that Chu Qi still has her period, right?

  How could someone of their master's noble status sully themselves with something so filthy and do something that would bring shame to their reputation?

  "Grandpa..."

  Among these people, Zheng Er Bao was closest to Zhao Zun on a daily basis, and now some words can only be said by him. He glanced at Master Zun's expressionless cold face, plucked up his courage, and raised his head, speaking in a sharp, high-pitched voice.

  "Dad, this isn't right."

  "Huh?" Zhao Zun raised an eyebrow.

  He seems very calm, but Zheng Er Bao has been following him for years and knows his character well. The calmer he is, the more furious he is inside. If you really provoke him, you'll be in big trouble. When this person gets nervous, he speaks vaguely and can't get to the point.

  "What I mean is, all the servants have gone down. What about Chu Qi? She should... what can she do? Who will take care of her? Why don't... Master, you rest first... I'll take care of her?"

  Zhao Zun glanced at him and asked in a light tone, "Can you stay here...?"

  One sentence is too poisonous and directly hits the target.

  Zheng Er Bao's eyebrows drooped, and he pouted, hardly daring to believe his own ears. It wasn't that he was upset because Master had humiliated him. Rather, he was worried that this master was really playing for real.

  Ke Zhao's words were immediately spoken, and the whole house was shocked.

  It's not just Zheng Er Bao, but also a group of people kneeling in the house who were stunned.

  But then they all cried out in unison, "No, sir."

  "Can't you hear what I'm saying?"

  Zhao's cold and dark eyes seemed bottomless, and with just one glance, a "crash" was heard. A Yuzi tea cup on the small table beside his right hand shattered into pieces on the ground as he carelessly swept it away, frightening everyone into trembling with fear.

  Everyone in their heart is very clear.

  If you want to replace Chu Qi with that kind of poison, then what does it mean?

  No one was in the mood to see that situation, but looking at the broken pieces of Ru kiln porcelain on the ground and the cold face of Master Ye, they didn't dare say another word, their feet trembling as they retreated.

  Yu'e hesitated for a moment, turned around and slowly walked closer, "Sir, I..."

  "Enough." Zhao Zhu interrupted her, his dark eyes deep as the sea.

  Lowering a pair of beautiful eyelids, Yuè Yù's hand grasped the embroidered handkerchief with flower branches, and she was stared at by him until her back felt cold, but she still forced herself to say it out loud.

  Yuè Yù thought of staying behind to help Grandfather fetch water.

  Zhao Zhen's eyebrows and eyes sank slightly, he lowered his head, looked at her lightly for a moment, no longer refused, only hummed a sound, "Go get the 'Nine-Turn Heart-Protecting Pill' from the box."

  Yue Yu's eyes widened slightly, "Sir, is that the sacred medicine specially prepared for you by His Majesty? Not to mention how difficult it is to refine this dan medicine and how rare and precious its ingredients are, but if His Majesty were to find out that you gave this thing to a servant to take..."

  "You're talking more and more now, but are you thinking of being your own master?"

  Being rebuked by Zhao Zun in such a cold tone, Yue Yu's face, which had just relaxed after realizing that Master didn't plan to use his own body to substitute for Chu Qi's antidote, turned pale again.

  She thought for a moment, then bowed slightly and said, "Master, I remember something. In my hometown, there's a method where if someone has been poisoned, we put a few drops of vinegar in water and have them drink it, then use the vinegar water to wipe their body clean, or steam them with vinegar... Why don't we try that on Chu Qi first? If it doesn't work, Master can use your precious Nine-Turn Heart-Protecting Pill?"

  Zhao Zun thought for a moment and finally nodded.

  "Give it a try."

  Her eyebrows and eyes relaxed a bit, but she still maintained her elegant demeanor, and quietly went out. Not long after, she brought in a large basin of cold water with vinegar, walked to the bedside, and gently lifted up Xia Chuqi, who had been rolling back and forth in a half-dazed state, saying:

  "Chu Qi, let's wipe our faces first——"

  A person's potential is sometimes really hard to put into words.

  Xia Zhi had been in a daze the whole time, his brain was almost mushy, but as soon as he heard the words "wipe face", he suddenly became much clearer. As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Yuer say, "Sir, back in our hometown, we always said that vinegar is a treasure, it can sober you up, it can detoxify, and it's the most useful thing..."

  Vinegar?

  Xia Qi's mind buzzed, and her dazed eyes suddenly opened wide, just in time to meet Yue Yu's gentle face.

  "What...are you doing?"

  A deep worry hung on his face, but that emotion did not reach his eyes.

  "Silly girl, don't move around, come let me wipe your face..."

  Xia Zhi Qi looked at her, half-closing his eyes, and suddenly had a strange feeling. Did this Moon Yu sister coincidentally add vinegar to wash her face, or did she know that the wax on her face would melt under the effect of vinegar? ... If she washed this face, could the "cheap" word on her forehead still be preserved?

  "Go away—"

  She waved her hand in refusal, but her voice was hoarse and her hands and feet were weak and numb.

  "Chu Qi, I'm Yue Er's sister, don't move, I'm helping you detoxify..."

  Yu Yu gently coaxed her, his voice very warm and gentle. The handkerchief had already been beckoned to her face as they spoke. Xia Chuqi's heart suddenly shrank, and she suddenly became like a frightened rabbit, using her last bit of strength to tumble under the bed. All that could be heard was a "thud" before she fell under the bed.

  She suddenly quivered her mouth and violently bumped her head against the bedpost.

  "Don't touch me, you... none of you touch me..."

  Boom——Boom——

  She looked like a drugged person and bumped her head hard.

  Each knock was solidly knocking on the forehead, each knock was knocking on the humiliating "mean" word.

  At that moment when Lingtai was sober, she had already made up her mind to do so.

  About that tattoo-like "cheap" character, she had thought of several ways before, but it's clear that the ink has already penetrated into her skin and can't be washed away no matter what. Since there will always be a mark anyway, instead of worrying about this "cheap" character all day, she might as well just bear with a scar which is more straightforward and less painful.

  She is really naive.

  Use all the strength you can use at this moment.

  That little temper was so fierce that it made the whole room feel suffocated, and she couldn't help but let out a snort, staring blankly and forgetting to stop herself even as she sat on the edge of the bed.

  Before this, Yuelu had always looked down on Chu Qi, thinking that she was a woman who smiled and laughed all day, with a smooth tongue, but no real skills, only knowing how to use some crooked and cunning things to deceive the master, not looking good either, and always speaking loudly without shame, extremely annoying.

  But at this moment...

  Of course, Yuè Yù still didn't like her. But it was also true that she had been shocked by her. Most women attach great importance to their appearance, and she could crash into the bedpost without hesitation, which was no longer just a matter of courage.

  In fact, being cruel to the enemy is not called cruelty.

  Being ruthless to oneself is what makes one a truly ruthless person!

  This time, Yuè Yù re-recognized Xià Chū Qī.

  Suddenly, Xia Chuqi's forehead was smashed and a piece of flesh was blurred. Not to mention Yuè Rù, even Zhao Zun only squinted his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. For a long time, there was no reaction until the fresh blood on her face flowed down in rows, making her whole face full of it. He then sank his cold face, stepped forward quickly, brushed away Yuè Rù who was holding a handkerchief and staring blankly, grabbed Xia Chuqi's body and pulled him up, and threw him heavily back onto the bed.

  "Are you crazy?"

  On the seventh day of summer, she turned her face back, with a bright red blood-stained face, but instead smiled at him.

  "You... have gone mad."

  This collision made her mind clearer too.

  "You... think I wanted to crash?" A slightly opened lip corner, also stained with blood, looked very frightening, and had an unspeakable tragic feeling. She smiled slyly, licked the blood on her mouth corner, and said lightly, finding an excuse for her own behavior.

  "Even if I don't want a man... it's all the same, dead... can't die."

  Zhao Zun looked at her coldly, his fingers tightening into a fist.

  "Keep crashing."

  "It's all right, don't bother."

  Lying on the bed with no energy, she couldn't muster up even half a bit of strength at this moment. Just hitting the bedpost earlier was already using her last breath, where would she have the spirit to hit anything?

  She blinked slowly and looked at him, saying, "One hundred and twenty, I want to wash my stomach."

  "Zao Zhu's eyes sank, 'Wash stomach? How to wash?'"

  Wiping her face with her sleeve, Xia Chuqi's heart was almost burned through by the medicine at this moment, where did she have the strength to explain more to him? Taking advantage of her clear head for a while, she swallowed hard and looked at Yuemu, saying a few detoxifying Chinese medicines, her eyes deepened again.

  "Mother, big sister, trouble you to decoct these medicines... mix them in the rice porridge, add some egg whites... stir them together... stir-fry... need a pot..."

  Yuwen's face had regained its calmness, but her eyes were full of astonishment.

  "So you can solve it, Chu Qi? That's great, really great. Alright, I'll go take care of it right away."

  She said she would do it, and left with a joyful smile on her face. As he watched her vague back, Xia Chuqi slightly raised an eyebrow and specially reminded her again, "Sister Yue, don't forget, this person's mouth... taste is particularly good... oh, right... also remember to put it in a little cooler... don't scald me..."

  Yuè Yù listened, but didn't have any reaction, she just turned her head and nodded happily at her.

  "Don't worry, I know."

  ……

  ……

  Preparing those things takes time.

  As soon as he heard that there was a cure, the old Sun didn't leave and kept pacing back and forth outside the house, constantly thinking about the two words "wash stomach" and feeling very mysterious. He had the intention to go in and investigate, but the master had ordered that no one else be allowed in, although he was an old man, he couldn't escape being a man, so he could only anxiously wait outside.

  "Grandfather, Chu Qi has fainted again."

  Meizi, who had just entered the room to attend to her mistress, let out a startled cry.

  Zhao Zhu sat quietly in a chair not far away, looking at the small figure on the couch. A handsome face was indistinguishable in the dim candlelight, and no one knew what his emotions were like.

  "Got it."

  "Water... I'm thirsty... I'm thirsty..."

  Her lips were pursed together, and on her small face, which had been brought out by the medicine in early summer, a flush of excitement appeared, like pink flower petals. Although she didn't have a good complexion yet, she had that "youthful charm", and it was as if she had put on a thin layer of rouge, looking much better than before. Especially her pair of shallow, narrowed eyes, misty and mysterious, matched with her originally soft and pleasant voice, humming and murmuring between her lips, with an inviting appearance, making Mei Zi's face turn red.

  "Chu Qi, just bear with it a bit longer... it'll be here soon..."

  The water for washing stomach has never been brought in.

  Zhao You still sat there with a cold expression, and again sent Zheng Er Bao to the kitchen to ask twice. His eyebrows jumped violently as he seemed to have reached his limit of patience regarding Xia Chuqi's life-threatening moans on the seventh day of summer. He strode over, waved his hand to open the door, and then slapped Mei Zi's face with great force.

  "Shut up."

  What an annoying and disturbing noise!

  In Xia Zhi's mind, there was a beehive, with bees flying around his head, buzzing and humming, and he seemed to hear the voice of one bee in particular, which sounded just like Zhao Jianren. How did he turn into a bee? He still had that cold and detached tone, but it seemed like he was furious at someone.

  Right, like I'm charging her?

  She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids couldn't hold up. She wanted to close her mouth, but her voice just wouldn't stop shouting out. Who would want to make themselves look like a slut and attract unwanted attention? She didn't. But the medicine that Eastern Devil gave her was not some fake product from a street stall, it was the real deal, and when its effects kicked in, they were truly intense. If she hadn't had strong willpower and resistance, she would have already fallen over and been taken advantage of by that scumbag Zhao, where would he get the chance to yell at her?

  "Mmm...mmm..."

  Her mind was in a daze, her body alternated between hot and cold, as if she had been scalded by boiling water and then suddenly plunged into icy water, causing her to shiver uncontrollably. She twisted and turned on the bed, her appearance extremely distressing to behold.

  But this is still not the most critical thing, the biggest problem is...

  She wants a man now.

  This is really an infuriating feeling.

  Struggling to hold back, in the dim light, her vision blurred again, and she could only see a figure in front of her, with a tall and straight physique, just like Zhao Jianren in her previous dazed spring dream.

  How dare he show up when she's having her period?

  She held her injured head and another wave of medicinal properties came over her.

  The monthly aunt's stomach medicine, why hasn't it arrived yet?

  She grasped Zhao Zhu's arm tightly, her lips trembling, "Hey... hurry..."

  "How much is prepared?" Zhao You asked calmly.

  Medicinally intoxicated, Xiaochi still understood his teasing in the early summer of seven, her mouth twisted and twitching, one hand clenching her own leg, trying to maintain a clear mind, not wanting to lose face in front of him, but that smile was still a bit silly and infatuated.

  "How much for one night?"

  He seemed to lower his head and breathe very close to her.

  "Priceless."

  "Priceless... then how can I afford it?"

  Xia Qi's words were extremely serious, and she slowly raised her head, a pair of fiery eyes staring at him, wanting to see his expression clearly. However, his face became even more bewildered.

  "What a wonderful smell of man!" She concluded, only to feel a kind of masculine aura with the scent of grass, like that devastating wave of consciousness, attacking her brain again, making her poor body tremble even more violently.

  She found it.

  This drug is like a pregnant woman's labor pains reaction.

  One wave after another, one time, and then another.

  After one wave has passed, it will ease up a bit, but then another one will come even more fiercely.

  She took a deep breath and clenched her teeth tightly around her mouth.

  Zhao Zhu glared at her and pinched her chin hard, "Bite again, and you'll have no mouth."

  "Isn't that better? Aren't you the one who hates it when I talk too much? Haha... Zhao Shijiu, Ah Juan, Juanjuan... come on..."

  She deliberately shouted loudly to divert attention, and didn't know what expression that scoundrel Zhao had on his face. She couldn't care less about that, and suddenly pounced over to hug him tightly. Her thin arms wrapped around his warm neck, her legs also entwined upwards in a highly difficult and intense posture. Then her mouth opened wide and she bit down hard on his shoulder.

  She bit him unceremoniously and held on tight.

  With anger, with venting, with hatred.

  The man who had been biting his lip in front of the King of Jin's palace couldn't help but take a deep breath, and in a low, stern voice, said, "Chu Qi, are you looking to die?"

  "Pain... can sober up the mind... relieve medicinal seizures..."

  “……”

  Zhao's handsome face turned even darker, his cold eyes filled with anger.

  "Oh, no, I bit wrong, should it be that I'm in pain to wake up?" Xia Chu nodded, as if he had understood, his mouth slowly retreated from his shoulder, his face red and shiny like a peach blossom, pouting at him, with saliva droplets still on his lips from biting him, looking foolishly at him.

  "Brother, bite me... quick, bite me..."

  Zhao's face had frozen into ice.

  "If you don't bite me... I'll pounce on you?"

  On the seventh day of summer, he gritted his teeth and threatened him fiercely, shaking his head vigorously with a brain full of paste, balancing his own breathing, slightly opening his mouth, panting with a shallow rough air, staring at the blurry figure in front of him.

  "Let you bully me, let you cheat me... Bite... Bite you to death..."

  She was about to open her mouth when Zhao Zhuo grabbed her and pressed her firmly onto the bed.

  Of course, he didn't touch her at all, but just took a cold towel handed over by Meizi and applied it to her forehead.

  "Troublesome indeed."

  An icy towel was stuck to her forehead, Xia Qiuli let out a comfortable moan, still using that ambiguous tone of voice to shout at him, "Bite me! Don't be afraid, bite me..."

  “……”

  "Don't bite me, or I'll...I'll eat you instead." To divert his attention, she spoke desperately, teasing him back. After some thought, she shook her head and then nodded, "It doesn't seem very convenient to eat, it's not ripe yet."

  "......" Zhao Zhu seemed speechless.

  "It's coming again...... The medicine is taking effect again...... It's coming again...... Zhao, you cheap person...... Quickly bite me......"

  At the time of another heat wave, Xia Qiuzi looked at several oil lamps in the house that were lit very brightly and felt as if there were stars spinning in front of her eyes. "No, no, I can't take it... Quick, bite me... Quick..."

  "Shut up!"

  "Go on, what's it based on? Come and bite me..."

  Still able to respond fluently, doesn't seem too bad.

  Zhao You lowered his head and looked at her, his large hand pinching the Renzhong acupoint on her with great force, and his tightly furrowed eyebrows relaxed a bit.

  "Fifty taels, one bite."

  "Do you think I'm stupid?"

  Xia Zhi Qi slowly leaned in, embracing his waist, and breathed onto his face.

  "No, one hundred yuan for a bite... come on, take a bite of me."

  Zhao Zun's dignified and cold face stiffened, "......"

  It's obvious that Xia Qi has almost gone crazy. Her face is burning like a monkey's butt, and she hasn't become a sex demon yet, she thinks it's already not easy for her. She tightly wrapped her arms around Zhao Zun's waist, and she was stuck to his body in an instant.

  "Antidote...my antidote...bite me..."

  "Chu Qi, wake up!" Zhao Zhu slapped her face with force.

  On the seventh day of summer, she slightly closed her eyes, pouted, and said softly.

  "There is a kind of pure and natural yearning being awakened, its name is called - Desire."

  She spoke slowly and seriously, making Zhao's face even darker.

  "My rationality tells me I shouldn't, but you look... too attractive... too hateful... I want to gobble you up in one bite." She babbled on, her mind clearly not clear, and she became more and more agitated. Suddenly, she flipped over, grasped the buttons on Zhao Zhu's pajamas, and awkwardly tugged at them back and forth, not really doing anything, just constantly rubbing her body against his."

  "Don't want to lose out, don't want me to ruin you, so you bite me..."

  She leaned in closer and closer, her movements becoming more and more excessive, almost as if she had snuggled into his arms.

  "Don't move!" Zhao You's low voice commanded, forcibly restraining her body.

  "Huh, Zhao Ziru... your voice doesn't sound right..."

  At the beginning of summer, she rubbed against him and then used her strength to lift up her head, with a sly glint in her eye, staring at his eyes.

  "You're thinking of... taking advantage of me, aren't you?"

  "Beat a cat's heart?" On Zhao Zun Gui's face, which was full of anger, there was an added complex expression.

  "Haha, I won't tell you what it means to have a cat's heart. You... look like a decent person on the surface, but actually... no good... I need to check again."

  Although Xia was a modern person, without that "ecstatic joy" medicine, she wouldn't have had such a big nerve. But now she's clearly not normal. With a flicker in her heart, she felt that if she could make the cold-faced, cold-hearted, and cold-tongued Zhao Zian react abnormally, it would be an even more delightful pleasure than teasing Dongfang Qingxuan.

  "Chu Qi!"

  He tightly grasped her body, Zhao Zhu's eyes were icy beyond words.

  "Are you really born from a dog?"

  Xia started laughing and said, "You're the dog, your whole family are dogs, only dogs would..."

  "Cough!"

  A loud coughing sound came from outside the room, and Moon Yu led two guards carrying a large bowl of rice porridge and egg drop soup made with Chinese medicine into the room.

  Zhao Zhuo's grip on her tightened like a weight lifted off his shoulders, forbidding her from rubbing against him again.

  "How does it work?"

  On the seventh day of summer, she murmured vaguely under the cold gaze of Yu Fa, filled a bowl with rice porridge and medicinal water, and forced herself to gulp it down. After finishing one bowl, she refilled another and continued to pour it into her belly until she felt like the water was about to burst out of her throat. Suddenly, she grabbed Zhao Zun's hand and pulled him towards her own body, throwing a flirtatious glance at him with a smile.

  "Grandpa, lend me your finger... just for a moment."

  Zhao Zhuo's hand was grasped by her and passed over, his body stiffened. Yu'e's shallowly closed eyes had a chill, everyone stared at her face.

  What does Zhu Qi want to do?

  Digression

  Er Jin (staring wide-eyed): Girls, can I say that every day's 10,000-word update takes me over 10 hours to write? Every day is a 10,000-word update, and none of the sisters are buying monthly tickets? It's heartbreaking! I want to jump off a building——

  The author's new work is like a newborn baby, just entering the world of V, don't worry about the plot, romance, and all that... let's nurture it slowly, feed it carefully...

  I hope you all can give me more encouragement and tolerance, thank you.

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