Caiyu sprang up from the ice-cold bed and gradually regained her consciousness.
Her extremely beautiful little face was deathly pale, and her skin was covered in cold sweat. Under the refraction of the light, the sweat turned into a dazzling halo.
Caiyu gasped heavily and with difficulty. Her beautiful eyes were filled with pain.
Noticing that there seemed to be someone behind her, Caiyu turned her neck with difficulty.
Song Yinghuai's somewhat tired face came into her sight.
Caiyu was stunned for a moment, and the memories before she fainted flooded into her mind.
She remembered...
He said he had never touched her.
He told Dong Yurong to face the facts and not threaten him with her.
She fell into his arms.
She also remembered being held in his arms as they galloped on a fast horse.
...
Caiyu subconsciously raised her hand to touch her neck again.
She felt the hard scab.
Song Yinghuai watched as her eyes turned in confusion and then she raised her hand to pick at the scab. There was a complex and hard-to-understand light in his eyes. He pressed down on her restless hand and said,
"Don't move around."
His voice was a bit hoarse, different from his usual clear and cold tone, like that of a passerby who had walked in the desert for days without a drop of water.
Caiyu looked at him in surprise and obediently replied,
"Yes..."
As soon as the voice came out, she was startled by herself.
Her voice was even uglier!
It was like a drake with its neck pinched making a squawking sound!
Caiyu quickly shut her mouth and covered her neck in panic.
Song Yinghuai curled his lips, as if mocking Caiyu's ugly appearance just now. Then he got up from the ice-cold bed, poured himself a glass of plain water, and slowly drank it with his head tilted back.
Caiyu covered her neck and pitifully watched the man drinking water mouthful by mouthful. His sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down on his neck. She felt her thirst becoming more and more intense.
This water...
Caiyu wanted to ask Song Yinghuai to give her a glass too. After all, she felt that her whole body was stiff, like a puppet. Without someone pulling the strings, she couldn't move.
She opened her mouth with difficulty, but could only let out a hoarse and ugly "quack".
Immediately, she closed her mouth in frustration.
However, how could that "quack" escape Song Yinghuai's ears?
Song Yinghuai put down the teacup, turned his head to look at her, and when he spoke again, his voice had returned to his usual pleasant tone:
"Want to drink water?"
Caiyu raised her eyes and was in a daze for a moment.
She thought there seemed to be a bit of wildness in Song Yinghuai's lips. His eyes were always fixed on her lips, which made her unconsciously stick out her tongue and lick them.
She was still in a daze and didn't know exactly what had happened.
Song Yinghuai didn't wait for her answer. He picked up the water cup and took another sip. Suddenly, he strode forward, lifted one knee onto the ice-cold bed, and with one hand clasped her waist, his upper body almost pressed against Caiyu.
Caiyu was startled and subconsciously looked up at him. The next second -
Her chin was tightly pinched by the man's finger. A shadow covered her eyes, and his familiar thin lips came up.
Caiyu trembled. Her teeth were pried open by Song Yinghuai, and a stream of cold water slowly flowed into her mouth from his lips and down her throat. Her whole throat felt as comfortable as a withered tree getting moisture in spring.
Caiyu stared at him in horror with wide eyes. Anger welled up in her heart. She weakly punched Song Yinghuai's chest with her half - closed fists.
How could he do such a vulgar thing at this time?
Even if he was extremely lustful and didn't care about her at all, he should consider her current physical condition!
It was a pity that Caiyu's weak fists at this moment were like hitting with a decorative pillow. They didn't hurt Song Yinghuai at all. Instead, he seemed to enjoy it.
Song Yinghuai let her punch him. He almost numbed her tongue with his kiss before he gasped lightly and slowly loosened his lips.
As soon as she got fresh air, Caiyu also opened her mouth and gasped for breath.
Her pink and white lips and small nose fluttered in the violent breathing.
Bully!
Caiyu cursed angrily in her heart.
After not seeing him for a few days, why had he become even more of a rascal?
It was a pity that her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't scold him.
Naturally, she didn't dare to scold him either.
Although Song Yinghuai loosened his lips, he didn't let go of the big hand clasped around her waist.
Their eyes met. They were so close that they could hear each other's breathing. His eyes were as dark as the deep sea, making Caiyu feel as if she was about to sink into them.
Suddenly, he spoke, his voice nonchalant:
"You usually wish I would take the initiative to kiss you. Today you know how to resist and be shy. It's a pity that you were unconscious yesterday. I fed you water like this. It's too late to be shy now."
Water feeding!
These two words made Caiyu, who was as angry as a little beast, suddenly freeze.
Only then did she realize that her throat, which felt like it had been burned, was much more comfortable now.
So it was water feeding!
A trace of embarrassment crept into her heart, but it was immediately replaced by disdain.
He could have just brought the water to her and let her drink it by herself. Why did he have to feed it mouth - to - mouth?
After all, he was just using the pretext of water feeding to satisfy his own desires!
Since she knew that Song Yinghuai could use her hand to satisfy his desires, Caiyu had given up that thought and didn't want to serve him with her body anymore.
As if seeing the disdain in Caiyu's eyes, Song Yinghuai's eyes flickered slightly. He didn't explain and just left the ice - cold bed directly.
There was a knock on the door outside. Master Guangzhi pushed the door and walked in.
Seeing Caiyu awake, the old monk, who was usually as calm as an ancient well, finally showed a relieved smile on his face.
"Amitabha. The female benefactor is awake."
Caiyu wasn't surprised.
Although she was poisoned yesterday, for some reason, she didn't fall into a complete coma. She could faintly hear the conversations around her.
It was as if there was some external force acting on her body, pulling her consciousness and not letting her completely fall into death.
She wanted to get out of bed and salute Master Guangzhi, but Song Yinghuai said,
"Sit still and let the master feel your pulse."
Caiyu had no choice but to give up.
Master Guangzhi motioned for Caiyu to stretch out her hand. He placed his fingers on the pulse points for a long time before letting go. He said with a relieved look on his face:
"The deadly poison has been removed, but there is still a little residual poison. Feed the female benefactor the pot of water I prescribed these two days -"
Master Guangzhi pointed at the water pot from which Song Yinghuai had just fed her water mouth - to - mouth. "The female benefactor will recover in a few days."
Caiyu stared at the water pot in surprise.
It turned out that the water in that pot wasn't ordinary plain water but the antidote - containing water prescribed by Master Guangzhi.
Master Guangzhi added, "The female benefactor's throat was cut by a sharp weapon. Although the prince acted quickly at that time and didn't let the attacker cut her throat to a vital part, she still needs to take good care of herself. She shouldn't swallow large mouthfuls these days. It's better not to talk if possible."
"As for the water..." Master Guangzhi pondered for a moment. His old eyes shone brightly as he looked at Song Yinghuai. "Your Highness, it's better to continue feeding it mouth - to - mouth. After the female benefactor was poisoned, her body's perception was not sensitive. If she was extremely thirsty and swallowed large mouthfuls, it might cause the wound in her throat to burst open again."
"Don't worry, Master. I know what I'm doing." Song Yinghuai nodded in agreement and sent Master Guangzhi out of the door.
When he returned to the room, he saw Caiyu sitting stupidly on the ice - cold bed, looking at him.
There was a trace of uneasiness in her pair of bright and innocent eyes. It was as if after she had wrongly guessed someone's intention, she realized she had done something wrong and was full of uneasiness. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she couldn't hide her emotions at all.
Her pink and white lips were slightly pursed downward, like a child waiting to be punished by a teacher. Her expression was listless.
Song Yinghuai was stunned for a moment. When he saw her appearance at this moment, the anger, anxiety, and annoyance that had been building up for days instantly vanished.
In a good mood, he poured himself another cup of tea. He didn't say a word and didn't look at her.
He just slowly drank the tea and watched the snowflakes floating outside the window.
Caiyu also followed his gaze and looked out.
There was light in the snow today. The lazy winter sun shone through the sparse tree shadows, illuminating the thick ice and snow on the ground, making it shine brightly with mottled light and shadow.
It was a rare moment of tranquility with Song Yinghuai.
Caiyu couldn't help but be mesmerized.
But the next moment, a shadow covered her head.
Song Yinghuai stood in front of her with a glass of water in his hand. His eyes were full of teasing. "Thirsty?"