The maid cleaned every day, fearing that Luo Qingcheng might suddenly visit and find something amiss.
Pushing the door open, Luo Qingcheng gently laid Xi Fuhong down.
She removed the red robe and replaced it with a brocade quilt, wrapping Xi Fuhong securely.
The bedroom was unlit, and in the dimness, only the moonlight allowed her to see.
Lowering her gaze, she noticed that Xi Fuhong was not sleeping peacefully, her brows furrowed in a pained expression.
Luo Qingcheng felt a sudden tightness in her chest, curious about what Xi Fuhong was dreaming of that caused such distress.
She reached out to smooth Xi Fuhong’s brow, and after a moment, Xi Fuhong mumbled a few words, turned over, and continued to sleep, clutching the quilt.
Seeing this, Luo Qingcheng sat at the edge of the bed, reluctant to leave.
She wanted to turn Xi Fuhong to face her but felt it inappropriate, so she refrained.
After a long sigh, she wondered what was troubling her heart.
She didn’t understand.
Clearly, Xi Fuhong was just a servant, and one who followed the villainous Gui Po… When did she come to occupy her entire heart? “Hmph.” Luo Qingcheng snorted coldly, mocking her own foolishness.
With a sudden flick of her sleeve, she left the bedroom without looking back.
Author’s note: Zhuozhuo is back!! It’s been a while since the last update, I hope everyone still remembers the plot.
If you’ve forgotten, remember to review the previous chapter! ☆, Chapter 48: Insanity
Late at night, Xi Fuhong awoke to find a figure sitting at the foot of her bed.
Smelling the strong scent of alcohol, she sat up and, upon seeing that it was Shi Cuiyan, felt a sense of relief.
It turned out Shi Cuiyan hadn’t really left; she had followed her all the way to the Wulin Headquarters.
Fortunately, she was back, otherwise, it would have been very awkward for Xi Fuhong to face Luo Qingcheng alone.
Shi Cuiyan didn’t speak, just took a swig from a wine jug, her eyes showing only exhaustion.
She had indeed chased after them, but not for Xi Fuhong, rather for herself.
After a fierce fight with Luo Qingcheng the previous night, she had sorted out many thoughts.
Towards Xi Fuhong, she felt pity, affection, and even a desire to possess, but all these were thoughts born out of her craving for novelty.
To put it bluntly, the silly, dazed Xi Fuhong was just an interesting toy to her.
“It’s really not worth it…” She sighed helplessly.
When she heard Xi Fuhong say she wouldn’t leave, she thought she would die of heartbreak.
Indeed, Xi Fuhong wasn’t worth risking her life for.
She almost forgot she still had to fulfill her master’s last wish, almost got bewitched by an interesting toy.
Xi Fuhong watched her for a while, seeing her talking to herself, and leaned forward.
“Actually, I also want to…” Before she could finish the word “escape,” Shi Cuiyan immediately covered her mouth.
“I don’t want to hear your explanation.
If you want to stay, then suit yourself.” Her tone was flat, devoid of emotion.
Xi Fuhong only smelled the stronger scent of alcohol than before.
Looking up, she couldn’t see Shi Cuiyan’s expression clearly, but from the trembling of the hand covering her mouth, she sensed a hint of fear.
Was she afraid? Xi Fuhong was puzzled.
“Xi Fuhong, do you like me?” Shi Cuiyan asked softly, still covering her mouth.
Xi Fuhong frowned, unsure how to answer.
“Xi Fuhong, do you like Divine Doctor Xue? Like Xiao Qiyu?” Shi Cuiyan suddenly leaned forward, pushing Xi Fuhong down, pressing her whole body against her, whispering in her ear, “Could it be that you like Luo Qingcheng?”
Hearing this, Xi Fuhong struggled to pull Shi Cuiyan’s hand away, displeased, “I don’t like anyone!”
Unexpectedly, Shi Cuiyan burst into laughter, tilting her head back and laughing heartily, but there was no joy in her laughter, only a trace of bitterness.
Xi Fuhong said she didn’t like anyone, but anyone could indulge in her presence, so why bother trying to please her? After all, she didn’t want Xi Fuhong’s love, and Xi Fuhong would only hate her.
“Do you hate me? Hate me for taking you out of the valley, making your life uneasy, causing you endless suffering and torment.” Shi Cuiyan looked at Xi Fuhong with a smile, vaguely seeing her confused expression.
It was this innocent look that troubled her every night, this naive appearance of Xi Fuhong that made her want to possess her.
Don’t be ridiculous, you’re not stupid at all, you’re a little vixen.
“You’re drunk,” Xi Fuhong said softly.
“Yes, I’m drunk,” Shi Cuiyan bent down to peck Xi Fuhong’s earlobe, teasingly, “Can that be considered an excuse?”
Suddenly, her body stiffened, and Xi Fuhong quickly turned over and jumped off the bed, only to be pinned down by Shi Cuiyan.
In an instant, she was thrown back onto the bed, her vision spinning.
Shi Cuiyan pressed closely against her, and in the darkness, they could even hear each other’s pounding heartbeats.
The atmosphere turned ambiguous, their hair intertwined, breaths mingling, uneasy emotions, vague feelings, intense desires.
“I want you,” Shi Cuiyan said bluntly, without any reservation.
Xi Fuhong gritted her teeth.
She understood what Shi Cuiyan meant by “want,” but she didn’t understand why.
“I want you,” she whispered, kissing Xi Fuhong’s cheek, “In exchange, I’ll promise you anything.”
Not wanting to obtain her by force, Shi Cuiyan wanted to make a deal with Xi Fuhong, using her body in exchange for a condition.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Xi Fuhong’s voice was choked with sobs.
She was about to believe that Shi Cuiyan was good to her, she could have washed away the resentment of being framed, so why hurt her now? Xi Fuhong gritted her teeth, swallowing the inexplicable bitterness.
Shi Cuiyan chuckled a few times, then suddenly bit Xi Fuhong’s lower lip hard, “Xi Fuhong, you’re such a fool.
There’s no reason for this kind of thing.
I think you’re nice, so I want to possess you.
Although you don’t have the beauty of a famous courtesan, so many talented women in Jianghu have had you, as Cui Ling Long, I also want to taste you, is that okay?”
“I hate you,” Xi Fuhong finally cried out, covering her face with her hands, hating Shi Cuiyan for ruining her trust.
“I hate you too,” Shi Cuiyan pried her hands away, kissing her lips.
She hated Xi Fuhong for not keeping her.
If Xi Fuhong had believed in her back then, she would have been willing to die at Luo Qingcheng’s hands.
You forced me down this path, it’s all your fault!
The deal was silently reached.
Shi Cuiyan smiled charmingly.
Since Xi Fuhong agreed, there was no need to restrain her.
Shi Cuiyan placed a light kiss on Xi Fuhong’s shoulder, grabbing her small hands and placing them on her own chest.
“Help me undress,” she said, her tongue licking Xi Fuhong’s jaw, her eyes mischievous.
Sure enough, Xi Fuhong trembled all over, standing still like a piece of wood.
Her already shy face turned red with Shi Cuiyan’s teasing words.
Allowing her to touch her was already the limit, and now being asked this, she just wanted to escape.
Shi Cuiyan was quick, her hands kneading Xi Fuhong’s not yet mature chest, making her body go limp.
“You’re so stingy, it’s just undressing, and you won’t even do that,” Shi Cuiyan muttered, lowering her head to remove Xi Fuhong’s clothes.
To avoid trouble, she simply stripped her naked.
It wasn’t the first time she’d seen Xi Fuhong’s bare body, but this time, her eyes burned with intense desire.
“Don’t look!” Xi Fuhong said awkwardly, reaching out to block Shi Cuiyan’s gaze.
“How can we continue if I don’t look? Since we’re already here, why not enjoy it?” Pulling away her slender wrist, Shi Cuiyan lowered her head to kiss Xi Fuhong’s lips.
The lips, already swollen from pecking, were a bit painful.
Shi Cuiyan forcefully pried open her mouth, her tongue intertwining with hers.
Even though the person was already beneath her, not struggling, completely at her mercy, Shi Cuiyan’s heart felt increasingly empty.
It’s not enough, just this isn’t enough.
“Xi Fuhong, Xi Fuhong…” Shi Cuiyan murmured, her hands wandering over Xi Fuhong’s body.
Just touching wasn’t enough, kissing alone couldn’t satisfy her.
She removed her own clothes, embracing Xi Fuhong tightly, their body heat transferring, breaths mingling.
