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"Get out, I don't believe you," I shouted. To me, the credibility of men's words was as likely as a pig climbing a tree.
An Zhao looked at me with that melancholic gaze, his eyes seemingly filled with endless grievances. "I placed you, unconscious, in the stone chamber. After the turmoil ended, I came back for you, but you were gone."
"I dug a hole and escaped," I said casually.
"You still refuse to believe me?" There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"You just realized that?" I retorted.
He slowly stepped forward, getting closer to the Bathtub. At that moment, I heard a commotion from afar and my heart sank; it was trouble on all sides.
"What’s happening outside?" I asked anxiously.
An Zhao frowned slightly and replied, "They probably heard your scream and think something has happened to you."
There I stood, completely exposed, while An Zhao remained in the room—a scene that could easily lead to misunderstandings.
As the noise outside grew louder, I felt a surge of urgency. "You need to hide!"
Despite being calm at all times, An Zhao remained unfazed! He actually stepped into my Bathtub. My first reaction was—have you watched enough dramas to know that the most dangerous place is often the safest?
My second reaction was—to kick him out.
I shouted angrily, "What do you think you're doing?"
An Zhao didn’t answer but instead demonstrated everything with his actions. Just as a crowd burst in with torches, he suddenly kissed me.
I was instantly petrified, standing there in a daze with my mind blank.
He quickly shielded me behind him, but in that moment, everyone had already seen my face and exclaimed in unison, "The Master!"
At the forefront was Xiao Lan, his face pale and his fingers trembling as he pointed at me. "She... she has the Yin-Yang Universe Technique."
I immediately sensed a killing intent, a chill washing over me.
An Zhao spoke in a deep voice, "She has passed her Inner Strength onto me."
"That's a lie!" Xiao Lan shouted sharply. "Why hasn't she died?"
"Because I am male; with the union of Yin and Yang, she will not die," An Zhao replied calmly.
Yin and Yang union? I thought to myself that this was an inappropriate term for children.
Once everyone believed An Zhao's words and retreated, I was filled with rage and slapped him across the face. "Was this scene all part of your plan from the beginning?!"
"Our conversation on the back mountain was overheard by Xiao Lan. He threatened to reveal your identity, and everyone fears your Yin-Yang Universe Technique, so I decided to turn the tables," An Zhao explained helplessly.
I lowered my head in silence. He protected me at every turn, preventing me from facing any danger. I felt it, but like a stubborn duck refusing to admit defeat, I couldn't bring myself to express my gratitude.
"Daphne, do you still blame me?" he asked softly.
I remained silent.
"Daphne?" He called out again, unwilling to give up.
I finally spoke, "Get out of my bathtub first."
An Zhao's face flushed red, like a child caught doing something wrong. I could almost see the innocent and genuine Chief Steward An.
After he left, I took a moment to gather my thoughts.
First of all, I was quite sure that An Zhao had some feelings for me, but I didn't want to foolishly elevate that to something like love, so I still had to be cautious around him.
An Zhao had caught a cold; he must have soaked in the water and then been exposed to the wind.
"General, the Chieftain has caught a cold. Please go take care of him," a servant reported.
I had some cold medicine on me, so I took two pills with me. As I entered the room, I saw An Zhao's face was flushed bright red, resembling a monkey's backside. The moment my hand touched his forehead, he grabbed it and pressed it tightly against his face, murmuring, "Daifu... so cool..."
It was too... emotional... My heart raced.
"An Zhao."
As soon as I called his name, tears welled up in his eyes.
Sick people are indeed the most vulnerable.
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