Song Yinghuai never expected to run into Caiyu in this remote warming pavilion.
He was currently evading the secret guards of the Dong family to avoid affecting the actions of Han Fen, Zhu Xiao, and Tan Xiong. So he didn't attack the Dong family's secret guards for fear of alerting the enemy.
But he didn't expect that although he could easily shake off Dong Yurong, he couldn't get rid of Caiyu.
Song Yinghuai lowered his gaze slightly and only then noticed a maid lying on the ground with a pool of blood flowing from her neck.
A few flickers passed through his eyes, and he quickly sorted out the situation.
"It seems you have quite a few enemies," Song Yinghuai suddenly curled his lips, and his mood instantly improved. "You've killed someone?"
The fire in his body subsided a bit because of this.
The moment Song Yinghuai entered, Caiyu's panic turned into relief.
She didn't know why, but she just believed that with Song Yinghuai around, he would handle this trouble for her.
Caiyu softly responded, "Yes."
"My lord, this humble maid has killed someone," Caiyu tried her best to steady her breathing. "Ping'er tried to plot against this humble maid. This humble maid was just defending herself and had no other choice. Please protect this humble maid, my lord."
Song Yinghuai slightly raised his eyebrows. Noticing Caiyu's unusually flushed face and faintly detecting a strange fragrance in her breath, he immediately understood.
She was... also poisoned?
Song Yinghuai tightened his grip on the antidote pill he had just received from Master Guangzhi. He had never felt so amused in his life.
He even had an impulse to burst out laughing without any regard for his dignity.
Caiyu was waiting for Dong Yurong to plot against her and then planned to take advantage of the situation.
Who would have thought that after all her calculations, he got the antidote pill ready to detoxify, while Caiyu was the one who fell into the trap!
Wasn't the situation reversed?
There was a look of amusement in Song Yinghuai's eyes. He also tried his best to steady his scorching breath and asked,
"Why should I protect you? I've thought it over carefully. Since you entered the Lianyin Pavilion, you've caused me a lot of trouble. If you were arrested and beheaded for the crime of murder, wouldn't I be able to enjoy some peace?"
"My lord, if there's a murderer in the mansion, not only will it bring shame to the Prince Yan's Mansion, especially since the Dong family is involved. You've always been on bad terms with the Dong family. If they take this opportunity to cause trouble, you'll also be in a lot of trouble."
The emptiness in her body seemed to be suddenly awakened after seeing Song Yinghuai. Leaning against the edge of the couch, Caiyu dug her fingernails deeply into her flesh to maintain her sobriety and negotiate with Song Yinghuai.
She constantly observed Song Yinghuai's facial expression.
He... had drunk that cup of tea and was also poisoned, right?
If it weren't for the fact that there was a life at stake and she needed to maintain her sobriety to negotiate, she would have pounced on him without any hesitation.
But no matter how hard she tried, a charming look involuntarily showed on her face, and even her voice when negotiating was so sweet that it could almost drip water.
Song Yinghuai saw her leaning against the edge of the couch, her waist nest helplessly pressing against the bedrail. She seemed boneless, gently trembling her slender body, just like a lonely and delicate flower in a storm.
His Adam's apple involuntarily rolled violently. The fire in his body burned deeper, urging him to pick her quickly.
His eyes suddenly darkened. The fist hidden behind his back tightened. He smiled warmly again and said, "It doesn't matter. In this vast Yan region, no one dares to provoke me, Song Yinghuai, not even Dong Fangzhuo."
Caiyu immediately fell silent.
Song Yinghuai's words were domineering and ruthless, which didn't match his usual clear and cold appearance, but it was exactly the truth.
If Dong Fangzhuo dared to provoke him, he wouldn't have invited Song Yinghuai to today's plum - viewing banquet.
Seeing Caiyu at a loss for words, Song Yinghuai felt even better. While she was concentrating on thinking of a countermeasure, he secretly used his inner strength to suppress the effect of the medicine in his body again.
He originally planned to find a place to take the pill and then quietly wait for news from Han Fen and the others. But he didn't expect Caiyu to appear on the way. This immediately aroused his playful thoughts, and he was no longer in a hurry to detoxify.
Just then, there seemed to be footsteps not far from the door.
Caiyu was shocked!
This was probably one of the men Dong Yurong had arranged earlier to ruin her innocence, coming on time!
At this moment, she didn't care about anything. Like a fluttering butterfly, she pounced on Song Yinghuai, wrapped her arms around his strong waist, her whole body trembling, and her voice trembling too:
"My lord, this humble maid begs you to save me!"
Song Yinghuai caught her in his arms and just happened to hold her slender waist. Her charming chest was pressed tightly against his chest, so tight that not even a hair could fit in between.
The soft touch made his whole body suddenly tense up, and he didn't dare to move at all.
Vixen!
Song Yinghuai felt that he was about to be driven crazy by her again. He gritted his teeth and cursed secretly.
Caiyu didn't know Song Yinghuai's current mood. She only knew that if someone burst in and they were neatly dressed with a corpse lying on the ground, it would be impossible for Dong Yurong to frame them for having an affair.
She could only cling tightly to Song Yinghuai, hoping that he would show mercy and take her away quickly.
In her panic, she didn't even notice Song Yinghuai's change.
Song Yinghuai's Adam's apple rolled. He forced out a soft laugh from his throat. He held her but never moved, only pressing her hard against his body as if he wished he could knead her into his body, into his bones and flesh.
"My lord..." Caiyu felt that she was being held extremely tightly. Coupled with the effect of the medicine in her body churning, on the one hand, she felt that Song Yinghuai's embrace was very cool and relieving, on the other hand, there was an inexplicable emptiness and impatience rising in her body.
Her plaintive voice was like that of a wounded little animal, and her body kept rubbing against him.
Song Yinghuai was rubbed so stiff that his big hand tightly squeezed her buttocks. He threatened in a deep voice,
"Stop making trouble."
With a "creak", the door of the warming pavilion was pushed open, revealing a lecherous man's face peeping in and walking in.
As the door was pushed open, Caiyu closed her eyes in despair, but heard a soft sneer from above her head.
Then, a Buddhist bead shot out from Song Yinghuai's hand and hit the man right between the eyebrows.
The lecherous man didn't even have time to see the situation in the room clearly before he collapsed to the ground.
Hearing the sound, Caiyu slowly opened her eyes. She grabbed the front of Song Yinghuai's robe and asked in surprise,
"My lord, did you knock him out?"
A trace of hostility flashed in Song Yinghuai's eyes. "No. I saw that this man was destined for Buddhism, so I sent him to be reincarnated."
Caiyu:...
What a nice way of saying "reincarnated".
Song Yinghuai was the first person in the world to describe killing in such a refined way.
However, she didn't have time to care about the two dead bodies on the ground now. Just now, when her mind was highly focused on dealing with the crisis, she could divert a little of her attention. But now that the crisis was temporarily averted, the emptiness in her body once again hit her like a mountain collapsing and the sea surging.
Caiyu's body began to involuntarily rub against Song Yinghuai again, her charming voice rising one after another:
"My lord... this humble maid wants to take off her clothes..."
Song Yinghuai had been trying his best to restrain himself. Caiyu's words made his spine go numb. The big hand pinching her waist almost broke her.
He put his arm around Caiyu's waist and jumped out of the window. With a few leaps, he was far away from this place.
Thanks to Dong Fangzhuo's corruption, the Plum Grove Villa covered a vast area, and there were more than one remote warming pavilions.
Song Yinghuai put his arm around Caiyu's waist and flew over the plum grove, stepping on the branches.
The wind blew their clothes fluttering. In a blink of an eye, it was already night.
In the darkness, Caiyu nestled in his arms. The cold wind blew across her face and body, dispersing some of the drug's effect.
Caiyu secretly looked up and saw his handsome features and picturesque eyebrows.
His long and dense eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids, and his eyes were deep.
Maybe it was because of the poison, but his originally rosy lips were now as red as chicken - blood jade, so moist that Caiyu couldn't wait to kiss them immediately.
The blood in Caiyu's body was boiling. She no longer cared about anything. She really hooked her hands around Song Yinghuai's neck, lifted her slender legs, and wrapped them around his waist, pushing herself up -
Her red lips were like fire, covering his quickly and accurately.