Chapter 26

Sang Yuanyuan was brought to a hot spring hall made of nephrite.

There was a hot spring in the room that made one's bones weak and wanted to soak in it to get rid of the fatigue.

She got into the water and leaned against the wall, half-awake.

She had been worried about the journey for days, and her mind and body couldn't take it anymore.

A thin vine stubbornly drilled into the carved wooden window and got stuck on the window frame.

It swayed gently. Sang Yuanyuan was in a daze when she suddenly heard You Wuming's unique voice.

"How many?"

She was shocked. She thought that this person was crazy and wanted to do something inappropriate to her as soon as he woke up from his coma.

Immediately, A 'Gu's calm voice sounded, "Five.

My Lord, after this incident, there should be no more moles in the You Ying Guards.

This time, my Lord's injury is critical. Three of them wanted to assassinate you, and the other two wanted to send a message. They are all under my control, waiting for my Lord's punishment. "

Sang Yuanyuan's gaze fell on the vine on the window frame. She activated the long-distance eavesdropping mode again.

"Okay." You Wuming coughed softly, "Bury them."

"Yes." A 'Gu said, "The assassination of Madam Sang is related to the remnants of the old king.

The fake edict was stamped with the missing old king's seal.

Thanks to Princess Sang's reminder, I managed to control the situation before they destroyed the evidence.

I was careless and didn't keep a close eye on the border guards. That's why I made such a big mistake!

Please punish me, my Lord! "

You Wuming laughed, "You have been in charge of punishment for many years. Why ask me?"

"Yes, I will receive a hundred strokes of the rod later.

My Lord, there is still no news from Tiandu. Should we prepare for war? "

"Yes."

"A few renegades have been captured and are being punished."

A 'Gu's voice carried a trace of worry, "How should we deal with those soldiers who were deceived and made a big mistake?"

She was afraid that she would hear those two words again, "Bury them."

You Wuming laughed, "Kill the envoy?

Reward him. "

He was extremely arrogant.

"Yes!" A 'Gu said, "Your Majesty, please recuperate well. This time, it was truly too dangerous!

You sealed your mind to recuperate for nine days. You really scared those little trash.

This subordinate is also quite frightened. "

He seemed to hesitate for a moment before asking, "My Lord, are you not worried that … this subordinate will harm you?

If I'm also a traitor, then … "

"Then you're already beheaded." You Wuming's voice was calm. "Go."

"Hey, hey," A 'Gu said. "Yes!"

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

After a moment of silence, You Wuming's voice slowly drifted out.

"Are you going to watch Little Sang Guo take a bath?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

She quickly climbed out of the pool, changed into the new clothes the maid had prepared for her, and pushed the door open.

The chambermaid led her straight to the temple of You Wuming.

She saw him leaning against a warm jade pillow, loosely draped in a robe. His chest was half open, and the arrow wound was still bleeding.

When he saw Sang Yuanyuan enter, You Wuming happily narrowed his eyes and waved at her. "Come here."

Sang Yuanyuan walked over to him and sat down.

With a 'swish', he passed a document to her. His long finger pointed at a line of words, and said, "Little Sang Guo, are you really so suicidal that you must be with me?

Can't you wait for me to propose marriage? "

Sang Yuanyuan struggled to decipher the words on the document.

It recorded the whole story of her holding a dagger to her neck and threatening the You Army to let her go.

Yet he took it out of context and said that she was clinging to him no matter what.

"You still have the time to make fun of me," she said. "Why don't you hurry up and think of a way to end this matter?

Do you have the strength to go against Tiandu right now? "

He stretched out his long arm and pulled her to his side. He said happily, "What's there to be afraid of in death? As long as I can go to Mount Wu with Little Sang Guo before I die, and die on the peony flower …"

Sang Yuanyuan covered his mouth.

A blush appeared on her snow-white cheeks. Her angry appearance made his mood even better.

He chuckled.

His cold lips moved, then moved again, as if kissing her palm.

Her scalp went numb, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

You Wuming laughed happily. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "What's there to be shy about?

Little Sang Guo, do you know, that day, if we hadn't met some obstacles … "

He seemed to be hinting at something. His gaze seemed to carry warmth, burning her face.

"I would have already gone in."

At first, she was still in a daze. She didn't know what he was talking about. When she finally reacted, she felt all the blood in her body rush to her head. She wanted to grab the pillow behind him and press it against that extremely repulsive handsome face.

"Han Shaoling is really useless," he was still laughing. "I got lucky."

She flew into a rage out of humiliation.

She wanted to leave, but her wrist was tightly grasped by him.

You Wuming looked surprised. "Little Sang Guo, what are you thinking? I'm talking about breaking into that evil formation to save you. Isn't Han Shaoling also in Jiang Yanji's palace? This hero saving the beauty thing actually got lucky for me.

What is Little Sang Guo angry about?

Are you thinking of something strange? "

Sang Yuanyuan believed his evil!

His rascally behavior just now was clearly … …

"I want to contact Father and Brother!" Sang Yuanyuan closed her eyes. "They must be worried sick!"

You Wuming let go of her. He raised his hands and made a big gesture.

"I've already sent this many jade scrolls to Father-in-law."

Sang Yuanyuan calmed down a little.

Since he had already sent out the jade scrolls, then she could only wait.

Her gaze suddenly fell on his robe, which was half open.

He had chest muscles. The lines were very smooth, and didn't look out of place at all.

A thin cloth was wrapped around the arrow wound. Not far from his heart, there was a purple-black handprint.

She remembered Little Five saying that he had been hit by a poisonous palm and an arrow.

This handprint was very small. With a glance, she knew it was made by a woman.

You Wuming lowered his head to take a look. He casually pulled his clothes together and glanced at her lazily. "You want me that much?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "I was just thinking, how long has it been since you last bathed?"

You Wuming: "…"

A smug smile appeared at the corner of her lips. Her curved eyes twinkled with a smile that made him a little dizzy.

He paused for a moment, then put an arm heavily on her shoulder.

"Just in time, the injured needs help."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

She was escorted to the hot spring hall by this skinny, but ridiculously heavy patient.

He took off his loose outer robe, only wearing a pair of underpants. He walked into the hot spring and leaned against the side of the pool.

The thin cloth wrapped around his wound was soaked. Sang Yuanyuan was a little helpless.

He casually pulled it off and threw it to the side.

"Come down."

Sang Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then put on her clothes and went down.

With another person in the pool, the temperature seemed to have doubled.

She stared at his wound. She saw threads of blood seeping out from the edges of the healing wound. They meandered down and scattered in the hot spring.

Beside the wound, the purple-black handprint was very eye-catching.

She couldn't help but think that a woman who could hurt him at such a close distance …

He smiled and pulled her arm: "Don't worry, it wasn't my lover who did it."

Sang Yuanyuan sighed faintly. She dipped the cloth in water and carefully cleaned the dried blood around his wound.

Her expression was too focused, and her movements were extremely gentle. She cleanly cleaned all the bloodstains for him, and did not affect his pain at all.

He knew that she was actually nervous. Small beads of sweat seeped out of her smooth forehead and rolled into her eyes. She only blinked casually, and her movements were not affected at all.

Although she was only a beginner in the Spirit Concealment Realm, she still clumsily gathered Mu Lingyun in her palm. Waves of Clear Wood Qi gently brushed against his wound, and it was very warm.

She treasured him so much, as if … he was really an incredible treasure.

Oh, the most precious treasure.

The most precious treasure …?

She didn't know when his arms had secretly wrapped around her.

"Little Sang Guo," his voice became hollow and hoarse, "They say that once a man gets a woman's body, he will no longer cherish it."

She paused, and looked up at him.

Was this … a relapse?

There was no expression on his face. His gaze passed through her, and she didn't know where he was looking.

A finger slowly lifted her chin. His gaze was empty, and he approached her in a daze.

"So," his thin lips moved slightly, "let me have you, and then, I'll treat you like an ordinary woman. I'll spoil you, and give you the best of everything. How about it?"

Sang Yuanyuan slowly raised her eyes to look at him.

She saw a strange smile on his lips: "Don't tempt me like this. Don't try to enter my heart. If you make my heart flutter for you again, I'll kill you."

His gaze slowly focused, and coldly fell on her face.

At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan felt the hot soup around her freeze, and she trembled slightly.

She had a strange intuition that she had accidentally touched this madman's reverse scale.

What did she do?

She widened her eyes, and tried to recall, but she couldn't remember doing anything out of the ordinary.

Didn't she just help him bathe?

Didn't he ask for it himself?

She pursed her lips, met his gaze, and said pitifully: "Then, what if after you get me, you don't get tired of me, but instead cherish me even more? What will you do?

I don't want to die, I just want to be with you. "

"What will you do with me?" He said faintly. "Have children?

No, I don't want that kind of thing.

Little Sang Guo, one day, you won't like me anymore. At that time, if I already like you, what will you do? "

Just as her lips were about to move, he stopped them with a cold finger.

"Shh.

Are you trying to say that you'll always like me until you die? "

A fake smile appeared on his face. "If that's the case, why don't I kill you now, so that it won't become a lie in the future."

She stared at him.

That pair of cold black eyes seemed to hide a trace of weakness.

A trace of sadness, as if he was at the end of his road.

This person was too abnormal.

"How about this?"

She raised her arms, and gently wrapped them around his neck. "Every day when I wake up, I'll tell you whether my feelings for you today are the same as yesterday.

Day by day, if it hasn't changed until the day I die, then you'll believe that I've always liked you. "

There was a clear tremor in his eyes.

His beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if he had received a killing blow that was hard to resist.

After a moment, he closed his eyes.

Sang Yuanyuan wasn't sure if he would go all the way and kill her when he opened his eyes.

She decisively leaned forward, and kissed the corner of his lips.

At this point, she actually couldn't tell how much of her feelings were sincere, and how much of it was just acting.

Do I like You Wuming?

More or less, there was always some.

He was really good-looking, had an excellent figure, and that devilish aura was also extraordinary.

He even saved her, and that arrow, was probably because he turned around to help her.

However, the first time she said 'I like' to him, it was a complete lie.

Because of this wrong beginning, she could only say 'I like' to him again and again. Until now, she didn't know if she was lying to him, or lying to herself.

More tears rolled down her cheeks.

She tilted her head, not letting him taste the tears.

She was absorbing the slightly bitter fragrance of his flowers. She never thought that a person's body could have such a special smell.

He didn't move.

Between tossing and turning, she whispered intermittently, "You, don't you like me like this?

When I die, no one will kiss you like this, or talk to you like this.

Don't you like my smell?

When I die, there will be no more. "

The big hand that was pressing on her neck gradually loosened its strength.

His breathing was very heavy, and after a pause, he took the initiative, overbearingly taking away her breath, and pressed her into the water.

Sang Yuanyuan was caught off guard, and her nose choked on water. She couldn't cough under the water, so when she opened her mouth, it was convenient for him, and he kissed her thoroughly.

When he pulled her out of the water with a smirk on his face, she was already dizzy, and her eyes were dull. She didn't know if it was because she choked, or because he kissed her.

"Little Sang Guo!"

An extremely happy smile appeared on his face again. "Remember what you said today. From now on, when I wake up every day, I want your 'like', and your 'taste'."

She coughed lightly, and a small hot splash of water came out of her mouth.

You Wuming almost burst the wound on his chest from laughing so hard.

The bathroom crisis was successfully resolved, and Sang Yuanyuan was very tired. After changing into dry clothes and bandaging his wound again, she lazily lay on the jade bed, not wanting to move anymore.

In the darkness, she felt You Wuming, but she didn't close her eyes.

He grabbed one of her hands, and quietly lay beside her.

From time to time, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and grabbed her tightly. When he found that her little hand was still in his palm, he sighed with satisfaction, and continued to half sleep.

Even though he was injured, he still didn't forget to declare his sovereignty.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't know when, but she had fallen asleep.

It was a peaceful night.

In a daze, she felt her eyes flicker, and from time to time, there was a cold floral scent on her face.

Her eyelashes were also a little itchy.

She frowned, and opened her eyes.

She saw a pair of pitch-black eyes looking down at her from above. He propped his arm on her side, his wide robe lazily opened, and half of his chest was hanging above her. That handsome face swayed in front of her, like a snake looking for an angle to attack.

His face was expressionless, and his pair of dark eyes were bottomless, without any emotions.

She curved her eyebrows, and softly said: "I like you as much today as yesterday."

She raised her body, and pecked his lips.

He raised his long eyebrows, and two dark flames of joy burned in his eyes. His lips curved into an uncontrollable smirk, and he pretended to be indifferent as he replied: "Oh.

I know. "