170. It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge【2】
Murong Qingshuang moved her eyelids and opened her eyes a little.
All the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, and he was extremely tired.
"This is not Langya Palace." He looked at her lazily, "You don't want to stay here, right?"
She sat up suddenly, but felt sore all over.
When the thin quilt was about to fall off her body, she immediately reached out to grab it and hugged it to her body.[
But now he didn't speak, nor did he accuse anything. He looked a little guilty.
Yuwen Longxiang squinted his eyes and looked at her with a smile. He specifically glanced at her back and said, "The back is not blocked. Do you want me to block it for you?"
She frowned tightly and turned her face, using her long hair to cover everything she saw about him in her peripheral vision.
It is not because of some feudal ideas that I am ashamed to expose my body.
It's just an instinctive feeling. In this situation, I arched my legs and grabbed the quilt and other coverings in my hands, as if I felt a little safe.
As for her back...it was cool, just enough to stop her feeling hot.
"You really want me to help you block her?" He said and really came over and held her in his arms from behind.
The moment they met, she resisted a little. However, she didn't resist, she just frowned and frowned, and her haggard face looked a little pale.
"What's the smell?" She smelled a bit of fragrance in the room, which was very refreshing and comfortable. It was a pity that she instinctively resisted all fragrances because of last night.
Just as she was about to cover her mouth, Yuwen Longxiang took her hand off.
"Antidote." He explained calmly.
Murong Qingshuang turned her head around and opened her mouth for a long time before saying, "You...you have the antidote?"
He had another helpless smile, which made her feel that she had been fooled again.
"You did it on purpose!"
Yu Wen Longxiang remained calm, wrapped his hands around her body that she wanted to move, and said slowly, "That's not entirely true. There was indeed no antidote when you couldn't bear it yesterday. But this morning...
…I deliberately ordered the antidote to be delivered later.”
Murong Qingshuang tried to break away several times but failed.
Her bones were all soft and sore, and her face was full of distress, but she really couldn't get out of bed.
