All the strength seemed to drain out of her body. Her hands and feet went weak, her vision began to blur, and the whole room spun before her eyes.
The blood under her skin was flowing faster, bringing a burning heat that was hard to bear. An itching that gnawed at her bones was spreading and expanding.
There was something wrong with that cup of tea.
Desire was constantly devouring her rationality. A shred of clarity remained in her mind, telling her that she had been set up.
Someone wanted to ruin her with the most despicable drug and the most base means!
...
Du Yong had watched a few shows and found them boring, so he quietly left his seat and strolled to a quiet place.
Just now, he had secretly glanced at the seats of the female guests. Song Wanchu had also left her seat.
Although he was simple - minded, he knew his boundaries. On such a grand occasion, it was inappropriate for him to have any private contact with Song Wanchu.
It was already a luxury to see her on normal days. So, as long as he could have an encounter and catch a glimpse of her from afar, he would be satisfied.
After wandering around for a while, he didn't see the figure that haunted his dreams. Du Yong felt a bit disappointed.
A maid in a bright - green silk dress ran over in a hurry. Her face was flushed from the intense running, and sweat kept streaming down her cheeks.
"Master Du, it's bad! Concubine Song has suddenly had a heart attack. Neither Nanzhi nor Suyue is by her side. Please come with this servant quickly and take a look!"
Hearing that Song Wanchu had fallen ill, Du Yong immediately became nervous. Without much thought, he followed the little maid.
He thought that Song Wanchu had fallen ill in some deserted corner. But unexpectedly, the little maid led him all the way to Shuiyun Residence.
Although he was worried about Song Wanchu's condition, Du Yong also knew that the residence of the wife of the Duke's Mansion was not a place where an outside man like him could enter!
If he was seen, Song Wanchu's reputation would be completely ruined!
He stopped at the door of Shuiyun Residence and looked around.
There were a large number of guests in the Duke's Mansion today. All the available people were either serving at the birthday banquet in Fu'an Hall or attending to guests in Lixiang Garden. It was quiet all around. No wonder the little maid was so anxious to call for help.
"Master Du, why are you still standing there? Come in quickly and take a look!"
Seeing that Du Yong was hesitating at the main gate and refused to step in, the little maid anxiously reached out to pull his arm.
"Concubine Song is in great pain. She can't even speak!"
The little maid kept emphasizing how seriously ill Song Wanchu was.
Du Yong looked serious, and doubts arose in his heart.
"I'm neither your madam's husband nor a doctor. It's inappropriate for me to go in rashly!"
The little maid rolled her eyes a few times and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Master Du, this servant has been so busy that she's dizzy! Concubine Song has no one around. This servant is just worried about her well - being! You're the only person this servant has seen nearby. A life is at stake. Please don't be so hesitant. Go in first and take care of her. This servant will go and call the second master and the doctor right away!"
Du Yong hesitantly stepped one foot into the courtyard.
Suddenly, he was pushed hard on the back. Caught off - guard, Du Yong lost his balance, staggered, and fell into the courtyard.
He stood up cursing, but then he heard a "bang". After pushing him in, the little maid actually locked the main gate of Shuiyun Residence!
Damn it! He had been set up!
Someone wanted to use him to slander Song Wanchu!
Du Yong was so anxious that he banged on the gate, but after a few beats, he quickly withdrew his hand.
He was already in the courtyard. If someone really came, not only would he be unable to defend himself no matter how hard he tried, but Song Wanchu would also be firmly branded as a promiscuous woman!
He had to get out quietly, without anyone noticing!
The wall was too high. Du Yong tried several times but couldn't climb over it.
The people who were going to catch the adulterer must be on their way. Du Yong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan and could only pace around the courtyard.
He really regretted not practicing hard on normal days. A simple wall had trapped him!
What he was thinking about was not how embarrassing it would be if he was caught, but that Song Wanchu might not be able to clear the suspicion of seducing an outside man!
Suddenly, a figure flipped over the wall and landed at the foot of the wall, scaring Du Yong into shouting.
His first reaction was that this person was extremely skilled in light kung - fu. The wall was so high, but this person landed so lightly, making even less noise than a cat jumping off a wall.
Before he could see who had climbed over the wall, he was punched solidly in the face.
His collar was grabbed, and the man's overwhelming anger made it hard for him to breathe.
"What do you want to do in Wanchu's courtyard?"
For the first time, Du Yong felt lucky even after being beaten. He grabbed Liang Yuzhou's arm as if he had seen a savior.
"Someone wants to set up Miss Song. They tricked me into Miss Song's courtyard and locked the gate. Someone will surely come to catch the adulterer soon. Please find a way to get me out!"
"Where's Wanchu?"
"I haven't seen her. She should be in the room. That little maid tricked me into thinking that Miss Song had a heart - attack!"
Liang Yuzhou let go of his collar and walked towards the room.
"Hey hey hey, what about me? Should I hide first!"
Du Yong was already so panicked that he didn't know what to do.
Liang Yuzhou, who had walked to the door, turned back and gave him a sharp look.
"If you want to be found out as an adulterer, feel free to hide!"
Right! Liang Yuzhou was Song Wanchu's legitimate husband!
The person with the most authority to judge him was already here. What else did he have to worry about!
For the first time, Du Yong thought that Liang Yuzhou deserved this sacred title.
He wouldn't hide. He would stand at the door openly and see who would come to catch the adulterer!
Whoever shouted the loudest and rushed to the front would be the chief culprit behind framing Song Wanchu!
"Wanchu!"
The room was quiet. Liang Yuzhou immediately saw a slender figure hiding behind the screen. Her thin shoulders were trembling constantly.
Walking around the screen, after seeing Song Wanchu's current state clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing intense anger.
Song Wanchu had curled herself into a ball. Her clothes were already soaked with sweat, her black hair was in a mess, and a coquettish red had spread from the corners of her eyes.
Liang Yuzhou could tell at a glance that this was the state of a woman who had been drugged with an aphrodisiac!
"What's going on? Who drugged you?"
He bent down and picked up Song Wanchu.
When his palm touched Song Wanchu's skin, he was shocked.
Her body was so hot, her breathing was rapid and chaotic, and she unconsciously let out moans from her lips and teeth, in a fragmented and tuneless way.
Her consciousness was already blurred. How could she answer his question?
The Song Wanchu who used to avoid him and resist being intimate with him was now rubbing against him constantly, moaning softly in discomfort, her lips were hot, and they landed messily on his neck.
"It's so hot... I feel so uncomfortable..."
Her plaintive moans were like hooks, making Liang Yuzhou's heart itch unbearably.
He had always known how alluring Song Wanchu was. He prided himself on having good self - control, but in front of Song Wanchu, his defenses would crumble.
Moreover, this was a Song Wanchu who was so active.
And he also knew very well that the sober Song Wanchu would never be like this.
Liang Yuzhou's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes darkened slightly.
He could ignore everything and possess her to his heart's content. He was her husband, and he had the right to do so.
However, he also knew how dignified and reserved Song Wanchu was. If she woke up and knew that she had had sex with him on the day of the old lady's birthday banquet, she would probably hate him even more.
Song Wanchu rubbed against him restlessly in his arms. Attracted by the man's aura, she instinctively sought coolness.
Her delicate arms wrapped around his neck, her sweet breath sprayed on his ear, and she was frantically challenging his rationality.
"Endure it a little longer. I'll go and call a doctor for you."
Shen Yuhe was also here today. She must have a way to save Wanchu.
Her consciousness was almost burned out. She had finally touched the coolness that could relieve the heat, but the man wouldn't let her touch him. Song Wanchu felt both uncomfortable and aggrieved. She murmured and cried, "You're so mean... You won't help me..."
In front of Song Wanchu, Liang Yuzhou had never been able to remain calm. Tempted by her coquettish actions, his rationality crumbled.