Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Chu Huanjun grabbed Tao Yao's hand that was twisting wildly in the quilt, interlocked their fingers, and then quickly raised it above her head, slamming the tightly entangled arms into the red silk tent hanging on the side of the pillow.

He leaned over and whispered beside her earlobe, "It wouldn't be good if someone else saw us like this..."

In an instant, Tao Yao smelled the pleasant pine fragrance on Chu Huanjun again, as if a strong wind came from nowhere, sweeping up the grass, trees and pine leaves all over the mountains and blowing them to this small soft couch, enveloping her and him.

Above their heads, there were thousands of red gauze strands hanging down, swaying in the fragrant breeze, like the intermittent rain in early spring, gently falling on her face, scratching her skin and making it numb and itchy; it was also like the withered yellow leaves that fluttered to the ground on a cold and dewy autumn day, which she wanted to sort out but could not.

Tao Yao felt like she was poisoned, and gradually lost herself in Chu Huanjun's lingering embrace, almost losing consciousness.

She raised her hand and slowly pulled up Chu Huanjun's robe, which had fallen to his waist, to cover his bare back again. She asked seriously, "Where's the antidote? What is it?"

Chu Huanjun buried his head in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath. It was the plain smell of soapberry paste, mixed with a hint of sweat and a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus oil - the kind most commonly used by girls in ordinary families, which can be bought at any stall on the street, and a large box can be bought for five copper coins.

Chu Huanjun had seen many women, countless of whom were as beautiful as fairies. In this era, appearance was often used to gain what one desired. Therefore, women were expected to be exquisitely beautiful from head to toe: a beautiful figure, beautiful clothes, beautiful hair, and even a unique fragrance.

For these reasons, merchants made ointments, oils, and powders with different scents, such as pear blossom scent, osmanthus scent, peony scent, berry scent, and so on, countless in number.

Chu Huanjun often went in and out of Chunfeng Tower. He had smelled all the fragrances on the women and was tired of them. Sometimes, when he was physically tired, he would feel dizzy and upset when he smelled the strong fragrance of cosmetics, and he didn't even feel that they were fragrant.

But at this moment, the smell of Tao Yao, which was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, made him crazy obsessed. He wanted her to stay with him longer and longer. Her scent made him feel at ease.

Chu Huanjun gently hugged Tao Yao's neck, put his cold cheek against her neck, and felt her warm body temperature.

"Xiao Tao, please don't go, okay."

A prayer that didn't sound like a prayer, it was awkward and strange, and coming out of Chu Huanjun's mouth was simply outrageous.

Tao Yao's heart was beating like a drum. For a moment, she couldn't think of anything else to say to him. She could only agree in a comforting tone, "Okay, I won't leave."

Tao Yao had never seen Chu Huanjun like this before.

In her impression, Chu Huanjun has always been an old fox who can never be killed. He is the only one who schemes against others, but no one else schemes against him.

He is proud and strong, and he never bows to anyone.

But now he was like a dying snake floating in a rapid stream. When he met Tao Yao, a piece of driftwood, he grabbed her tightly and clung to her with all his strength.

It's not that he expects her to bring him ashore, but he just prays that she can stay with him and live together in this rapid tide, even if the next turbulent wave is a whirlpool.

"Chu Huanjun, you recognize this poison and know how to cure it, right?" Tao Yao asked.

Chu Huanjun just leaned on her shoulder for a long time, quietly like that, without saying a word for a long time, neither denying nor confirming.

"Since you know, then tell me quickly and I will help you." Tao Yao said again.

At this moment, Chu Huanjun suddenly laughed. Perhaps because the poison was spreading, his voice became a little hoarse. "Why do you think I know how to cure this poison?"

Tao Yao shook her head and said softly, "No reason, I just thought you knew."

Chu Huanjun quickly interrupted her: "I don't know."

Tao Yao sighed and asked again, "Chu Huanjun, we met once when we were kids, right?"

Chu Huanjun's entire body trembled involuntarily. Those past events, which seemed so long ago that they had been buried by the wind and sand, were once again uncovered and presented before his eyes.

The silver desert sea beneath the Milky Way moon, the bloodstains flowing in the obscure sand. Everything reappeared before his eyes, naked and without embellishment.

She was who she was, the innocent girl who rode on the wolf king and led him across the rolling sand dunes, the girl whose singing sounded like the howling of a wolf.

The girl he saved from a pool of blood when her entire clan was wiped out.

Chu Huanjun smiled, and suddenly felt less cold. He said, "Shi Taoyao, don't get involved. I've only known your father, Shi Yiqian, for a few years..."

Tao Yao said seriously, word by word, "Lu Che told me everything. I remember it all. Your father killed our people. We have a deep blood feud, but you saved us..." Tao Yao paused and asked, "Why? Was it out of reluctance, sympathy, or exploitation? Including everything you've done to me now, is it out of reluctance, sympathy, or exploitation?"

Chu Huanjun listened to her word for word, and suddenly he felt the blood in his chest stagnate, as if his heart was hit hard by a blunt knife, painful, numb, and cold.

It turned out that in her heart, he was so unbearable.

Chu Huanjun sneered and tried to pull himself out of her arms, but he couldn't muster any strength in his body.

"Shi Taoyao, don't flatter yourself. Who do you think you are? Why would I use you?"

He struggled to force the words out of his mouth, his throat aching and his eyes swollen and aching. He didn't know if it was the poison, but he actually felt the urge to cry.

There were several bloody holes on the palm of his hand caused by her nails, and blood was oozing out.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her lips, letting the scarlet blood stain her lips like carefully applied lip makeup.

Chu Huanjun was poisoned, so naturally his blood was poisonous. He smeared the blood on Tao Yao's lips, hoping that she would swallow the poisonous blood and be poisoned along with him.

Tao Yao reacted quickly and immediately grabbed his bleeding hand. She then used the back of his clean hand to wipe the blood off her lips.

She was so confused. How could she forget that Chu Huanjun was only poisoned, but his nature was still that cunning and treacherous old fox. How could he let her go so easily when she had the audacity to anger him?

Tao Yao tore a piece of cloth from her sleeve, grabbed Chu Huanjun's injured hand, and quickly bandaged the still bleeding wound. She said, "Chu Huanjun, listen carefully. I stayed here to save you, not to be buried with you."