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Xia Yuhan received no reaction at all. Cang Yile simply held her in his arms...
When Xia Yuhan touched Cang Yile's skin, it felt hot, and her heart began to race.
This was the first time Xia Yuhan had such close contact with Cang Yile. She could feel the warmth of his chest, and with his upper garment removed, it was an overwhelming sight...
Cang Yile's heated breath cascaded down her hair, making her face and neck tingle. It was very embarrassing.
However, because Cang Yile was injured, she couldn't just move around freely. Otherwise, all the effort she had just put in would be in vain. But they couldn't stay like this forever...
"Cang Yile, let go of me. If you don't let go, I might bite you."
After undergoing surgery, Cang Yile's face was pale. He looked far less energetic than before but still held onto Xia Yuhan tightly.
"Cang Yile, please let go of me. You're still burning up. You can't act like this."
After shouting that, Xia Yuhan cautiously peeked out from his embrace to look at him, but she could only see his handsome jawline.
She had to tilt her head back. If Cang Yile were to faint like this, she would have to think of another way to free herself. However, seeing his eyes slightly open and then close again, Xia Yuhan wasn't sure if he was conscious.
She knew that in this situation, the first thing to do was to say something harsh to jolt Cang Yile back to awareness. "Cang Yile, let go of me quickly. Do you hear me? If you don't let go, I might kick you."
Perhaps because her words were too harsh, Cang Yile felt a bit of a headache. His closed eyelashes trembled slightly: "Woman, let This King be quiet for a moment."
"Let go of me. You're still running a high fever."
"I don't care. Holding you makes This King feel comfortable..."
This statement completely short-circuited Xia Yuhan's brain. What was going on? She wasn't a sedative or painkiller; how could holding her make him feel comfortable?
Hmph. It's obvious. He just wants to take advantage of her.
Just as Xia Yuhan was struggling to escape from his broad and warm embrace, trying to find a way out, she inadvertently rubbed against Cang Yile in a place she shouldn't have.
This made Cang Yile, who was already in extreme agony, endure even more difficulty.
However, Xia Yuhan seemed unaware of this and was focused solely on how to free herself from his hold, still gently shifting her body...
Hiss...
"Woman, can you be quiet for a moment? Stop moving around."
"When did I rub against you? If you had let me go earlier, none of this would have happened."
"Foolish woman. Down there."
Xia Yuhan stepped with her foot and instantly felt her mind go blank. She felt embarrassed beyond measure.
Now she didn't know what to do.
Earlier, she had been careful not to touch Cang Yile's wounds, deliberately avoiding them. But now, to escape from Cang Yile's embrace, she needed to exert some force with her feet.
Although she was being subtle about it, she ended up stepping on a place she shouldn't have...
And when she realized her foot was still resting in that inappropriate spot...
Feeling a slight change beneath Cang Yile, Xia Yuhan suddenly thought it might be better to dig a hole and bury herself.
How come every evening it’s this Cang Yile?
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Being held in Cang Yile's embrace, Xia Yuhan felt Cang Yile's increasingly rapid breathing. She felt the rise and fall of his chest as he spoke, "You really are a tease."
What a troublesome enchantress. Why not choose a better time? Cang Yile was truly at his wit's end with her.
He had originally pulled her into his arms, already restraining himself. Who would have thought this woman would be so clingy...
Alas. He endured the pain from his wounds and leaned down to kiss the beauty in his arms, who seemed shy. Although he knew he was courting disaster, he didn't want to miss such a great opportunity, to miss this wonderful feeling.
This kiss took all his heart...
Xia Yuhan didn’t expect Cang Yile to lean down and kiss her. The moment she realized it, his lips were already covering hers.
She only felt that his kiss was very hot, making her heart race wildly. Feeling his charm, she suddenly had the thought of wanting to stay in his embrace.
Even when she became aware of it herself, she couldn’t help but shrink back. The incredibly difficult and ambiguous kiss between them was thus interrupted.
“Woman. You lit the fire. How do you plan to extinguish it? How will you be responsible to This King?”
Upon hearing Cang Yile's words, Xia Yuhan felt a surge of anger, as if she had been slighted: “Why should I extinguish it? I might as well find another woman. A man would do too. Isn’t that enough?”
So he had just seen her as a tool for release? Did he think Xia Yuhan was just some casual person?
“Xia Yuhan, how can you say that to This King?” He had always liked only her, Xia Yuhan. Why ruin such a beautiful moment with such words?
"Prince, if you don't take care of your body, then don't blame me if Xia Yuhan doesn't take care of it either." Xia Yuhan continued to be angry. However, if she knew Cang Yile's true thoughts, would she still feel this way?
"Can you bear to do that?"
"It's not my body. Why should I care?"
This statement from Xia Yuhan was very stiff and her tone was cold. Even from ten miles away, one could feel the chill emanating from her.
She, Xia Yuhan, was not anyone's outlet for venting emotions, nor was she someone who could be casually touched by anyone.
"But you started the fire..."
When Cang Yile said this, his voice was hoarse and lacked the energy he had just moments before. Why are women such fickle creatures? Why is Xia Yuhan no exception?
He shed tears.
"Why are you so angry, woman? This King just wanted you to rest for a while. You've been squatting there treating This King's wounds for three to five hours. As for bumping into This King, that's not This King's fault."
After that, Cang Yile's right hand unconsciously rested on Xia Yuhan's body, affectionately stroking her a few times.
Xia Yuhan looked at Cang Yile, who was holding her, and listened to the words coming out of his mouth. Her heart was in turmoil.
Well then. She, Xia Yuhan, wouldn't quibble with a patient like this.
Now she didn't even realize how long she had been squatting; she only felt an overwhelming fatigue in both body and mind.
Strangely enough, at this moment, she didn't feel too tired at all. She only thought about every little thing regarding Cang Yile...
Could it be that she really likes him? Otherwise, she wouldn't feel sad, happy, or angry just because of a casual remark from Cang Yile.
Although she thought this way, she didn't want to admit it. She wouldn't admit it.
Because she didn't want to get involved with anyone emotionally in this world.
Thinking of this, Xia Yuhan carefully looked for a good foothold beneath her feet. Then, little by little, she distanced herself from Cang Yile's warm embrace.
After that, another night of busyness ensued...
They had no idea that outside, the situation was completely boiling over.
First was Canglong Hui.
When he heard that only a few dozen out of the more than two hundred assassins he secretly dispatched had returned sneakily, he was so furious that he felt like his head would explode.
"A bunch of idiots. Useless. This King has been feeding you for nothing all this time."
The soldiers who had sneaked back into their secret base knelt on the ground, too scared to even breathe.
It was the Chief Guard beside Canglong Hui who remained more clear-headed. He quickly took the risk to step forward and offer advice: "My Lord, this matter is serious. The more than two hundred people you sent are all elites from the Three Armies. It’s impossible for them to fail so easily. There must be something amiss. Why not let me investigate this matter thoroughly?"
Canglong Hui was so angry that he felt like killing someone. Seeing the Chief Guard act this way, he didn't refuse and impatiently waved his hand: "Ask then. Ask away. This King doesn’t believe you can find anything out."
"Yes, My Lord. Please rest assured. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."
With that, the Chief Guard stepped out from behind Canglong Hui: "Now among you, who is the highest person in charge? Step forward and explain the situation to My Lord one by one."
The soldiers, covered in dirt and kneeling on the ground, looked at each other in confusion. After a long while, one of them finally managed to crawl out and said, "In response to the prince's inquiry, this is what happened..."
Then the soldier recounted the entire sequence of events. At first, Canglong Hui listened with disdain, crossing his legs and coldly gazing at this group of useless individuals.
However, as he continued to listen, he found himself drawn into the soldier's narrative. Even after the soldier finished speaking, he remained immersed in the account...
"This matter has come to an end."
"In response to the prince's inquiry, it really is over. If the prince does not believe it, he can ask others to verify whether we are lying."
"Are you sure you did not mistake her identity? That woman is Xia Yuhan. When did she gain such great power?" Canglong Hui was still lost in thought.
The soldier who had spoken was already terrified and had wet his pants: "Your Highness, please spare us. We did not mistake her identity. That woman was dressed in red, with a sharp gaze. Moreover, we heard Jiang Tingyu call her 'Yu Han.' Therefore, we concluded that this person is definitely Xia Yuhan. Additionally, Prince Yile arrived in a hurry and also referred to her as 'Xia Yuhan.' This further confirms our identification."
Canglong Hui's increasingly agitated emotions gradually calmed down. When he looked at everyone again, his gaze swept over them ominously: "So it seems that this Xia Yuhan not only possesses exceptional strategy but also has abilities surpassing those of Jiang Tingyu. Furthermore, she is skilled in using powerful destructive weapons."
The captain of the guards responded promptly: "Yes, Your Highness. That is indeed the case. However, I am curious about what weapon Xia Yuhan is using. Is it possible that this weapon was provided by the Right Chancellor? Perhaps this strategy was also devised by the Right Chancellor, merely having Xia Yuhan act as a decoy."
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