Chapter 30

You Wuming arranged everything one by one, then led the vanguard straight to Jade Gate Pass.

The western part of Youzhou was full of towering mountains and steep ridges.

If Han Shaoling wanted to fight head-on, there were only two choices. One was to go through Sangzhou, and the other was to attack Jade Gate Pass.

So he came.

He had the heroic spirit of a male beast fighting for his mate.

"Can we not fight?" Sang Yuanyuan was deeply worried. "If people die, Kang Yanji will benefit."

You Wuming: "… What you said makes a lot of sense.

But Han Shaoling wants to die, so he can't blame me. "

"And Little Sang Guo," he crouched down and said in a low voice, "he has already attacked for three days. My people must be red-eyed from the killing. Only blood can extinguish that fire … That kind of fire, if left alive, will devour its master."

Sang Yuanyuan understood.

War was like this. Once this terrifying machine was in motion, it was impossible to stop it easily.

Fighting to the death in Guanzhong, if the reinforcements they had hoped for with great difficulty did not participate in the battle, but instead came to shake hands with the enemy and make peace, then it would really chill the hearts of the people.

So they could only fight to stop the battle.

Using the fastest speed and the most thunderous methods to defeat the enemy, then they could unite the people and raise their morale.

This was not an idealized fairytale world. War was not something that would be stopped just because a woman ran between two armies and shouted to stop.

In this battle, the faster they won, the smaller the losses and the lower the casualties!

A towering pass was already in front of them.

Still separated by an entire plain, Sang Yuanyuan could already hear the cheers of the Jade Gate Pass's defenders.

The reinforcements they had been waiting for for days had finally arrived!

The one who came was their king!

You Wuming's breathing nearly doubled.

His heartbeat was extremely slow and heavy.

Sang Yuanyuan did not need to look back to know that he must be pressing his beautiful brows and pursing his thin lips, with a trace of a cold smile floating in his calm.

Black Blade pressed low by his side, Short Life began to run.

The army behind them gradually formed a triangular formation. You Wuming was their sharp angle, leading them to break through all the enemies who dared to block their way.

The Black Iron Gate was pulled open. You Wuming went straight through the Northeast Gate, led the army past the fortress, and charged out from the Southwest Gate!

The city walls had long been stained with the flames of war and blood.

The defenders were exhausted, but their eyes were bright. They gazed excitedly at their king, and their throats overflowed with low cheers.

The war drums shook the heavens.

You Wuming left the dust in the dust and rushed out of the giant door.

The sky was filled with arrows.

There were arrows raining down from the city walls, and there were also arrows from the State of Korea neatly firing like locusts.

From time to time, the sound of wind whistling could be heard. It was the sound of the catapults blasting the black iron ores towards the enemy camp.

You Wuming led your troops to attack. The city walls stopped firing arrows, and the State of Korea's army also got into a cavalry formation. The two armies clashed, and the locust-arrow cloud stopped raining down.

The two torrents of steel collided!

The two armies that had joined forces to fight against the Nether Demons at the Great Wall not long ago showed their fangs and claws to each other without mercy.

In the chaos, the two kings instantly locked onto each other.

On the battlefield, breathing became abnormally difficult. Shouts of killing shook the heavens, weapons clashed, and blood splattered everywhere.

Everything was moving in slow motion. However, the speed at which people were falling and dying was faster than ever.

Sang Yuanyuan immediately saw Han Shaoling.

Today, he wore silver armor, and a golden cape fluttered behind him. His eyebrows were thick, and his lips were red. He looked like a war god that had descended from the heavens.

His gaze landed on Sang Yuanyuan, and he paused.

At this moment, the string of shadows in Han Shaoling's heart had finally completely merged into one.

They were all her. Every silhouette was her.

If he could take her away from You Wuming today, then he was confident that he could completely conquer and possess this woman.

Han Shaoling revealed a smile and raised the silver halberd in his hand.

The halberd slowly drew half a circle in front of him. Sang Yuanyuan was shocked to find that Han Shaoling had advanced!

He was originally an expert of the eighth level of the Spiritual Brilliance Realm, but at this moment, the halberd was bursting with a spiritual flame that was close to five feet long. It was obvious that he had stepped into the Spiritual Brilliance Realm, and had the power to fight against You Wuming.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart sank slightly.

If it was any other time, no matter how much he advanced, he would not be able to defeat You Wuming. However, at this moment, You Wuming had not recovered from his serious injuries, and would not be able to display his normal strength.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw that on You Wuming's black blade, there was a Green Mu Lingyun that was more than ten feet long!

He … was also stronger than before!

Short-lived slightly lowered his body, and quickly became a bolt of lightning.

Everything that dared to block his path was completely flattened in an instant.

In the time of two breaths, the two kings had each crossed half of the battlefield. With the power of ten thousand catties, they crashed into each other.

One strike to determine the victor.

Han Shaoling broke his halberd.

Short-lived spun his hooves, turned around, and once again charged at the enemy king, who was spitting out blood, and was about to cut him down under his hooves!

Fortunately, Han Shaoling's personal guards reacted quickly. The moment the broken halberd fell to the ground, they had already rushed forward, snatched Han Shaoling, and hurriedly retreated.

You Wuming's laughter covered the roars and roars of the battlefield.

"Kill!" His voice was not loud, but it instantly ignited the You Wuming army.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

Battle cries shook the heavens.

The Korean army retreated in defeat, barely holding on for more than ten miles before completely collapsing and fleeing back to the Korean border.

A volley of arrows stopped the You Wuming army's pursuit.

The You Wuming army stationed at the Korean border wantonly mocked and despised the enemy.

You Wuming allowed them to cause trouble.

After causing trouble for half a day, seeing that Han Shaoling had no intention of fighting, he lazily withdrew his army and returned to camp.

This time, You Wuming brought up the rear, leisurely hanging at the back of the army.

"Little Sang Guo," he pressed his forehead against the back of her head, his voice low and hoarse, "I can't hide it from you."

When he fought with Han Shaoling with all his strength, he was also heavily injured.

He could not swallow a mouthful of blood, and had nowhere to put it. He casually grabbed her cloak, and wiped off the bloodstains on his mouth.

Naturally, he could not hide it from her.

Otherwise, he would have to pretend as if nothing had happened.

"This kid is really lucky," he sighed faintly, "to advance three levels in a row, he must have eaten some incredible medicine.

If he was one level lower, he would already be a corpse.

Tsk, what a pity. "

Sang Yuanyuan counted with her fingers.

Three levels, then Han Shaoling was now at the second level of the Spirit Brilliance Realm.

The male lead was indeed different. When provoked, he could immediately open his cheats.

She silently sensed her own pitiful third level of the Spirit Concealment Realm, and let out a long sigh.

After this battle, Sang Yuanyuan clearly understood how frightening the strength of the great villain Demon King was.

She turned around, and gently hugged him.

"Go back and recuperate. Before your injuries are completely healed, don't leave the bed."

You Wuming raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Little Sang Guo, what are you hinting at?

With you accompanying me, I am willing to not leave the bed, I can even die on it. "

She said: "Your two old doctors will be happy to accompany you."

Halfway through the journey, news came one after another.

As expected, Tiandu had issued a declaration, summoning the rulers of each state to punish the traitor You Wuming!

Along with the declaration, the three emissaries used a special method to send back the memories of Tiandu before they died, to prove that You Wuming really was a traitor — — Tiandu needed conclusive evidence to attack a state.

As soon as the news came out, Youzhou was in a state of emergency.

The allied forces of Ping Province in the northwest, Zhang Province in the northeast, Zhao Province in the southeast, Zhou Province in the southeast, and Jiang Province in the northwest, simultaneously dispatched troops to Youzhou Province.

Although the Jizhou in the East had not made a move yet, they had also hoarded their troops and horses at the border.

To the west were Han and Sang, two prefectures. Han Shaoling had just suffered a serious injury, although they had deployed their troops, they would not be able to make any waves for the time being.

It seemed that only the southwest border with Sang Prefecture was safe for the time being.

You Wuming nonchalantly finished listening to the military reports on various fronts. Gently stroking Sang Yuanyuan's hair, You Wuming said, "Little Sang Guo, you tell me, who should we kill next?"

"Your injury …"

You Wuming said, "Ah Gu's strength is not inferior to Han Shaoling's, just let him go.

Little Sang Guo, take a look at yourself. How bad was your judgment in the past? "

The experts in this world could fight against ten thousand people alone.

When two armies clashed, if the main general was killed, it was very likely that in a short period of time, the other side's peak strength would crush them into a pile of loose sand, just like the thunderous battle at Jade Gate Pass.

Therefore, a good general, coupled with a normal military advisor, could control most of the battle situation.

Sang Yuanyuan muttered to himself for a moment, organizing his thoughts, and said, "According to the intelligence just now, Ping Prefecture in the Northwest and Zhang Prefecture in the Northeast are the prefectures that are most anxious to send out their troops. Their food supplies have not been able to keep up, and the two armies have also clashed outside the pass, mutually restricting each other.

Logically speaking, at this moment, they should be in a fluster and caught unprepared. "

"In the Southeast, the allied forces of Jiang, Zhao, Zhou, and Qi Prefectures are coming aggressively, steadily and surely. They are preparing to amass troops at the border of Youzhou and Jiang Prefectures, slowly advancing. It will be a protracted tug-of-war."

"Jizhou in the East is amassing troops at the border, but the King of Jizhou has personally gone to Tiandu to plead on your behalf."

She turned to look at him.

You Wuming lightly raised his eyebrows, saying, "Little Sang Guo only heard it once, but you remembered so much."

Sang Yuanyuan proudly raised his eyebrows, "More than just remembering."

"Oh?"

She proudly raised her little chin, "Ping and Zhang Prefectures are adjacent to the Ming Abyss, and in the past, they have been protected by you. Even if they want to be ungrateful, considering the Ming Abyss behind them, they definitely won't dare to really attack.

This is an act for Tiandu to see! "

You Wuming slightly narrowed his eyes.

Sang Yuanyuan continued, "The allied forces of Jiang, Zhao, Zhou, and Qi Prefectures appear to be fierce and have many people, but in reality, the strength of these four prefectures is one worse than the other. A group of goats together cannot become a fierce tiger.

They are just walking around the border, and won't be able to accomplish anything. "

You Wuming pursed his lips.

"As for Ji Prefecture in the east, heh," she hooked her lips, "the King of Ji Prefecture pretended to plead for you in Tiandu, but the army at the border didn't slack off at all. With just one order, they will begin to attack your Youdu. This is the real big trouble!"

Her red lips lightly touched, "If I'm not wrong, at this moment, the people at Youdu must be unguarded. They might even call the Ji Prefecture Army outside brothers."

You Wuming's black eyes clearly showed a wisp of graveness.

"Little Sang Guo, you really are a genius."

Sang Yuanyuan revealed an elegant and humble smile.

She wouldn't tell him that she had already seen the spoiler of the battle of Youzhou's destruction.

After You Wuming died in Tiandu, Youzhou quickly fell, and everyone became prisoners of war and slaves, ending up with the same fate as Sang Prefecture.

In Sang Yuanyuan's heart, Youzhou and Sang Prefecture were simply brothers in distress.

"Then kill Ji Lechi." You Wuming made the decision.

The King of Ji Prefecture personally went to Tiandu to plead for You Wuming. Now, the one leading the army is the Crown Prince of Ji Prefecture, Ji Lechi.

A powerhouse at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Brilliance Realm.

Sang Yuanyuan smiled mysteriously, "It just so happens that Father is about to reach Tiandu. Why don't we …"

Soon, the king passed down the order.

After talking about the border war, the two were like cicadas on a tree that suddenly stopped chirping. The atmosphere instantly became stagnant.

After the plan was set the night before, You Wuming very generously sent the documents forged by the rebels to Sang Prefecture, asking the King of Sang Prefecture to act according to the plan.

If the King of Sang Prefecture was moved and quietly handed the evidence to the emperor's desk, it would be a great merit. After destroying Youdu, he would be able to get the biggest share of the benefits.

It was actually very normal for the royal family to sacrifice their children for the great cause.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't vouch for others.

After a moment, she broke the silence, "If Father cheated you, then I can only do my best to compensate you and live and die with you. How about that?"

You Wuming smiled and didn't reply.

Sang Yuanyuan glanced at his expression and knew that this man had his own plans.

Soon, the army returned to Youdu.

The victorious return of the imperial army was like a string of firecrackers being thrown into the heavy atmosphere.

On top of a heavy dark cloud, there were specks of light bouncing about joyfully.

After entering the imperial city, You Wuming dismissed his subordinates and quietly left the imperial palace from the side door.

Sang Yuanyuan, "?"

"To buy something," he said mysteriously.

Sang Yuanyuan's face flushed red.

When they reached the shop with the word "Bai" at the bottom right of the signboard, You Wuming pulled up his mask to cover their faces and walked in casually.

"Bring me the best hibiscus resin," he said carelessly. "Money isn't a problem here."

Sang Yuanyuan felt that he was burying his head in the sand because the battle armor of the lord was simply too easy to recognize.

Still calling him a military lord, she was truly speechless.

The legs of the workers in the shop were trembling.

The hibiscus resin was placed in a small jade box. The box was ice-cold, but it felt like a soldering iron in her hand, burning Sang Yuanyuan until her face and ears turned red.

When they returned to the imperial palace, her legs were also trembling slightly.

Even though You Wuming was injured, this man didn't seem to feel pain at all. As long as he didn't collapse, he could act as if nothing had happened.

He grabbed her wrist and took large strides towards the Hall of the Emperor, unable to wait to devour her.

She was forced to jog.

What she didn't expect was that You Wuming collapsed the moment he entered the Hall of the Emperor.

Sang Yuanyuan's eyes were sharp and her hands were fast, so she hurriedly went to support him. Unexpectedly, this man was simply too heavy and brought her down to the ground, even pressing down on her.

Fortunately, she was wearing battle armor, so she didn't pass out from being pressed down by him.

After struggling for a long time, she finally wriggled out from under his arm. She quietly called for Little Five and Little Six to help You Wuming back to the green jade bed and remove the heavy battle armor.

Once the battle armor was removed, she immediately discovered that the arrow wound on his chest had burst open. Layers of fresh blood had congealed under his clothes, forming a thick layer of scab.

Sleeping Beauty had once again fallen into a deep sleep.

He didn't say anything, so Sang Yuanyuan wasn't sure if he had sealed his consciousness to heal his injuries again.

Two white-haired doctors were called over and busied themselves. They cleaned his wounds several times, applied medicine, and repeatedly reminded Sang Yuanyuan to look after him, not allowing him to get out of bed or do any strenuous exercise.

Sang Yuanyuan felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

… …

The darkness of night slowly took over the large carved black wooden window.

Sang Yuanyuan left a few fireflies on the bed and put down the dark green curtain. There was only a dim light between the bed and the bed.

This kind of ghostly environment seemed to be especially suitable for You Wuming.

Looking at him like this, he was more like a perfect immovable King of Hell.

Even with his eyes closed, she could still see that this person was not to be trifled with.

She couldn't help but lean over to the jade pillow and stretch out her finger, carefully tracing the outline of his brows.

Just like what he had done to her before.

His appearance was really pleasing to the eye.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but daydream. If their strengths were switched, she could raise him like a gigolo!

Raise him for a long, long time!

After staring at him for a long time, she saw that he really didn't have any intention of waking up. She softly leaned over and squinted her eyes. Her gaze fell on his chest, watching the beautiful lines slowly rise and fall.

She didn't know how to keep watch. She probably just had to watch and not let him die, right?

After staring at him blankly for a while, she suddenly heard a clear sound from the corner.

"Du."

Sang Yuanyuan jumped in fright.

Looking out through the dark green curtain, the entire palace hall was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere that made one's scalp go numb.

When You Wuming was awake, he didn't have this kind of feeling. Because he was the leader of the netherworld. With him around, hundreds of ghosts would take a detour.

But at this moment, he was deeply asleep.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath and decided to confirm it, so as to avoid making wild guesses and scaring herself.

She lifted the curtain and got off the bed. She took off her shoes and took out a candle. She casually picked up her beautiful crystal jade sword and walked in the direction of the sound.

"Du."

The sound was even clearer.

There was a black screen in the corner.

Sang Yuanyuan's heartbeat sped up.

She had the illusion that she was exploring a ghost movie.

"Then forget it." She composed herself, straightened her clothes, and walked back.

"Du, du du."

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …" She didn't know if she should curse or not.

Her intuition told her that if she went back like this, this damned sound would stay with her for the whole night.

It should be something like a rat.

It was a bit too much to call the Ghost Shadow Guards in to catch a rat.

Call a maid in?

Forget it, it was too immoral to let a girl work overtime in this haunted house in the middle of the night.

In You Wuming's territory, there was no need to worry about personal safety.

Sang Yuanyuan thought to herself, at most I'll be startled. Anyway, I have to watch over him tonight. It's better to scare him away.

She took a deep breath and went behind the screen.

She saw a black wooden box neatly placed on the ground. It was half the height of a person, square in shape. The materials used were exquisite, and the workmanship was exquisite.

"Du du."

The sound came from the box.

"You want to come out, right?" Sang Yuanyuan asked calmly.

"Du du."

"You don't want to?"

"Du du."

Sang Yuanyuan nodded. She thought to herself, it didn't seem to be something that could understand human language. It was most likely a rat or a cockroach.

She stretched out her hand and touched the edge of the black wooden box.

What people were most afraid of was always the unknown.

After knowing that the sound came from the box, Sang Yuanyuan wasn't afraid anymore.

Looking at the size, it couldn't hide a zombie.

She used the tip of her sword to lift the lid of the box and squinted her eyes to look inside.

"F * ck!

… F * ck! "

Seeing the thing in front of her, the peerless beauty decisively cursed.

The one who met her eyes was Jiang Jinpeng.

The Jiang Jinpeng who lost half of his body to You Wuming in the Imperial Palace that day.

At this moment, he was like a wooden sculpture, neatly placed in this luxurious black wooden chest. He and Sang Yuanyuan were staring at each other.

He's actually not dead!

A single turbid eye was filled with blood, turning red. His expression was twisted with fear, and his body was still made of wood.

I don't know what kind of vicious method You Wuming used to turn a living person into this, and he didn't die after several days.

For a moment, Sang Yuanyuan felt some sympathy for him.

Did You Wuming forget about him here?!

Tsk.

"How about I give you a quick death?

If you agree, blink your eyes. "

Jiang Jinpeng blinked crazily.

Sang Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then raised her sword and pierced it between his eyebrows.

This guy wanted her life back then. Now that he had been tortured for so long, the punishment was enough. It could be considered good karma for her to personally end him.

Sang Yuanyuan thought so.

Jiang Jinpeng's single eye lost its luster.

The Crystal Jade Sword wasn't stained with blood.

She closed the box and sighed.

She didn't expect that it wasn't a cockroach or a mouse, but half a living person.

But now that he's dead, he shouldn't make any noise to disturb You Wuming's rest.

Sang Yuanyuan put the Crystal Jade Sword on the long table, then turned around to watch You Wuming.

"Duk duk duk duk."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

No, this time, it was really a bit scary.

She watched Jiang Jinpeng die, so dead that he couldn't be more dead.

That Du Yin became even more anxious, urging him to die.

Sang stirred up a fire in it from afar.

"Hey, I want to see just what kind of toy it is!"

She put the candle to the side, covered her eyes with one hand, and peeked through the gaps between her fingers. She raised her sword with the other hand, and once again opened the black wooden box.

Jiang Jinpeng had already fallen down crookedly. Behind his corpse, a puppet was sitting upright with its back facing Sang Yuanyuan.

If Jiang Jinpeng hadn't fallen, then he and the puppet man would have been back to back.

Just now, his body was blocking the puppet man. Now that he had fallen, the puppet man was exposed.

Sang Yuanyuan held her breath, manipulating her fingers, and looked up and down.

The duk duk duk duk duk sound came from the puppet man's body.

Sang Yuanyuan went around to the side to take a look, and found a mystery.

It turned out that there was a long string of amber prayer beads hanging around the puppet man's neck. The puppet man sat with its chest crossed, and the prayer beads swayed back and forth, knocking on the box wall and making a sound.

The puppet man must have been disturbed when Jiang Jinpeng fell down just now.

Sang Yuanyuan exhaled, no longer covering her eyes.

She reached out with the tip of her sword, and stopped the prayer beads from swaying.

The world was quiet again.

Sang Yuanyuan withdrew her sword, and was about to close the box lid when she saw the puppet man fall backward.

She was startled, and in a flash, she caught a glimpse of the puppet man's face.

It was evil and beautiful, with a malicious smile on its lips.

It was a male puppet.

It looked a few years old.

Just as she was about to take a closer look, it had already fallen into the shadows.

If Sang Yuanyuan wanted to take a closer look, she would have to walk to the top of the box and look straight down.

The dark green palace was eerie, and the candlelight couldn't shine into the bottom of the box …

She imagined the scene, and shuddered. She decisively gave up the idea, and used her sword to close the box lid.

It was good enough to get rid of the annoying noise.

She had no interest in You Wuming's strange habits.

What if she accidentally discovered something she shouldn't have …

A few green vines hung outside the carved wooden window. Sang Yuanyuan's ears twitched, and she heard Shang Ming's four hooves moving restlessly in its nest.

"Doggy also has insomnia?

Shang Ming, close your eyes and sleep! "she shouted softly at the green vines.

Shang Ming was still moving.

She returned to the bed, and reached out to check You Wuming's temperature.

He didn't have a fever.

After silently looking at You Wuming's sleeping face for a while, Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but sigh softly.

If this person wasn't so crazy, the noble ladies chasing after him would have circled Yun Realm three times.

Unlike now, he was already in his twenties, but he hadn't even touched a woman.

Just as she was deep in thought, she suddenly had a strange intuition that made her turn around.

Behind the black screen in the corner of the palace, she could faintly see the open lid of the box.

Sang Yuanyuan: "E …" She clearly remembered closing the lid just now.

Did it close?

It must have closed.

She cowered in the next second and decisively crawled over You Wuming's body, lying on the other side of the bed.

Let this fiend keep it under control.

After a few seconds, she felt that something was wrong again.

There seemed to be something above the curtains behind her …

She took a deep breath and slowly turned her head.

When she caught a glimpse of a black figure, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Little Sang Guo, is this how you take care of a patient?

Hmm? "

His voice was weak, but his tone was fierce and domineering.

You Wuming woke up!

At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan was like a ball filled with courage, suddenly swelling up.

She suddenly looked up and stared at the top of the curtains, but there was nothing there.

She looked at the black screen again, and faintly saw the outline of a closed box.

"You Wuming …" She pursed her lips and looked at him. "Is there a ghost in your palace?"

He stared at her as if he had seen a ghost. After a while, he said faintly, "If you stare at me to death, there will be one."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

She stared at the patient who had just woken up.

"The next time you seal your mind, can you let me know?"

"Okay." His complexion looked very poor, probably because of the light.

She hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Just now, I accidentally found Jiang Jinpeng."

You Wuming narrowed his eyes and replied lazily, "Hmm.

Is he dead? "

"At first, I didn't know if that counted as death, but after I saw him, he was dead." Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but curse in her heart. Is this Schrodinger's Jiang Jinpeng?

He chuckled softly. "He was stared to death by you?"

She didn't answer, but looked at him with her chin in her hands, looking left and right.

He closed his eyes and covered her eyes with his large hand. "Did you see anything else?"

"A beautiful doll." Sang Yuanyuan said, "It was wearing a string of amber beads.

I only saw it once. If I can't ask, then don't say anything. I don't know anything anyway. "

You Wuming: "…"

He moved his eyelids and stared at her in amusement.

"Little Sang Guo, are you thinking of something strange in your head again?"

He reached out and pulled her to lie down beside him. His large, cold hand pressed heavily on the side of her face.

He tilted his body slightly and stared into her eyes. He said seriously, "Don't make wild guesses. That's a weapon."

"Ah, a weapon?" She nodded blankly. "Oh!"

A strange smile appeared on his lips. "This is my secret, a secret that only you know.

If you dare to tell anyone, you're dead. "

"Hmm!"

He narrowed his eyes. "Little Sang Guo, I think you're just being perfunctory."

She pounced on him and kissed his unhappy mouth.

Selling her body and whatnot was something she could do at her fingertips.

After kissing him a few more times, she really felt a sense of belonging.

She felt that only this person in front of her could make her kiss him without any reservations.

Even if he was sick.

And seriously sick.

She would get used to kissing him.

His breathing quickened. You Wuming grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away.

He gasped for air and forcefully suppressed his coughing, causing his cheeks to flush red.

After a while, he said mischievously, "You want to use the hibiscus cream now?"

His long eyes slanted, and his gaze was dangerous.

Sang Yuanyuan imagined him lying on top of her and spitting blood while exerting himself. Her mouth twitched, and she quickly retreated into the blanket. She smiled politely and said, "Sleep."

Since he woke up, the gloomy atmosphere in the hall disappeared. The dark green color only felt heavy and ancient.

He didn't even scratch his short life.

It was a mysterious sense of security.