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But there is always hope. Song Qingqian continued to peruse the ancient books, and fortunately, her efforts paid off. She actually found a prescription that could temporarily suppress the effects of the Gu poison.

It turned out to be sacred spring water. Song Qingqian wasn't sure if this sacred spring water was the same as the one in her space, so she placed an order through the Pindoudou system and had it tested directly.

Sure enough, this sacred spring water was even purer and had miraculous healing abilities. It could not only suppress the onset of Gu poison, but also purify the toxins in the body, so she didn't hesitate to buy a few more bottles.

After finishing her treatment, she packed up her medicine box, walked around the curtains, and approached the bedside. Lu Jingchuan was already fast asleep.

With his eyes tightly closed and brows furrowed, he seemed to find no peace even in his dreams.

Song Qingqian originally thought of giving him some spiritual spring water to suppress his condition, but after thinking for a moment, she couldn't bear to disturb him.

The bed was mostly occupied, and Song Qingqian glanced back at the soft couch. It seemed she would have no choice but to make do there for the night.

After lowering the bed curtains, Song Qing pulled a thin blanket from one side and gently covered Lu Jingchuan with it before turning to leave.

Suddenly her wrist was grabbed, and in a dizzying moment, she was dragged to the bed by Lu Jingchuan and forcibly pinned down.

"Lu Jingchuan, let me go, or I'll get rough with you!"

With her hands bound above her head, Song Qingqian could only threaten verbally, while muttering to herself, "It's all my fault for meddling. I should have been cruel and let Lu Jingchuan freeze..."

"Lu Jingchuan, you're out of your mind right now, so you'd better not do anything stupid, or I'll slice you to pieces."

Lu Jingchuan's eyes were bloodshot, his expression was somewhat frightening, and his mind was in a state of chaos, unable to distinguish between reality and a dream for a moment.

It felt like being gnawed by ants, unbearably itchy, yet my body was incredibly aroused, desperately craving relief…

"My wife, I feel so bad..."

"My wife, please give it to me..."

Lu Jingchuan's breathing deepened slightly. He gripped her chin, his intense possessiveness seeming to want to crush her. The next instant, his kiss landed heavily, his voice low and husky.

Accompanied by mumbled, indistinct whispers.

The chaotic kisses were urgent and passionate, with an unstoppable momentum.

Song Qingqian felt her heart was lacking oxygen, as if a spark had been ignited, causing it to tighten and ache instantly.

The disparity in strength between the man and woman made Song Qingqian instinctively feel a little flustered. The fingers pressing on her head slowly squeezed in, and soon their fingers were intertwined...

Good heavens, Song Qingqian has lived two lives, and this is the first time she's been pinned against a wall like this. If Lu Jingchuan were fully sane, she wouldn't say anything, after all, she's not the kind of person who would die just because someone took advantage of her.

Lu Jingchuan is now completely a puppet controlled by Gu worms. If he were to lose his innocence like this, Song Qingqian felt she would be heartbroken.

But her body was restrained, and she could not move. She could only let Lu Jingchuan do as he pleased. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Song Qingqian could even see the fine hairs on his face.

"Lu Jingchuan..."

Song Qingqian spoke in a hoarse voice, and Lu Jingchuan's mind seemed to clear for a moment. Then, he became increasingly dissatisfied with just a simple kiss...

Song Qingqian's body went numb from his kisses, her head spinning. She gradually gave up resisting, and even considered just giving in to Lu Jingchuan. After all, he was handsome, had a good physique, and eight-pack abs, so she wouldn't be at a disadvantage...

Just as Lu Jingchuan freed one hand to roam over her body, Song Qingqian broke free of one of her wrists that was restrained above her head, seized the opportunity, and knocked him unconscious with a single blow.

When his weight pressed down on her, Song Qingqian felt like she couldn't breathe for a moment. She pushed Lu Jingchuan off her and kicked him off the bed.

Since she didn't want to sleep in the bed, she decided to sleep on the floor instead. Song Qingqian stared at the bed curtains above her head, her heart still racing.

After gathering her torn and tattered clothes, Song Qingqian silently recited the Heart Sutra to calm herself down.

"Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

After muttering to herself for a long time, Song Qingqian pulled up a crumpled blanket and covered her head with it.

Lu Jingchuan is a real scoundrel. She treated him like a brother, but he treated her like a woman.

If she had known earlier, she should have kicked Lu Jingchuan a few times to vent her anger!

The next day, before dawn, Lu Jingchuan shivered from the cold and cautiously opened his eyes in the darkness.

The icy cold floor instantly jolted him awake. Glancing at the tightly closed bed curtains not far away, Lu Jingchuan's eyes were terrifyingly deep. Last night, he had almost made a grave mistake…

Wearing only a thin inner garment, Lu Jingchuan looked around but did not see an outer robe or belt, presumably they were still on the bed.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Jingchuan still didn't have the courage to go to the bed to get it. He could only tiptoe to the side, take out a clean robe from the package, put it on again, and go out.

When Bei Chu returned to the post station, it was past four in the morning. He exchanged a few words with Bei Mu and then stood guard at the door. When he saw Lu Jingchuan come out, he quickly rushed over.

Just as he was about to speak, Lu Jingchuan gestured for him to be quiet, and the two hurriedly went to the next room.

Song Qingqian tossed and turned for a long time before finally falling asleep last night, so when she woke up, the sun was already high in the sky, which was unusual for her. There was a constant noise downstairs, so she figured she could go out. After quickly washing up, she pushed open the door and went out.

"Third son's wife, you haven't had breakfast yet. We've been saving some for you in the room."

The old lady smiled and reminded her.

"Mother-in-law, I'm not hungry. I'll stop eating now and go downstairs to check on things."

As soon as Song Qingqian finished speaking, she saw Wang Shi waving excitedly at her, and Lu Xieyue also came over and whispered:

"Third sister-in-law, why did you get up so late today? I've looked for you several times, but Third Brother wouldn't let me come in and disturb you."

"Third Sister-in-law, why is the neckline of your dress so high today? Are you cold?"

"You're not sick like my third brother, are you? I saw him sneeze several times this morning. Did you catch it?"

Listening to her rambling, Song Qingqian realized that Lu Jingchuan had caught a cold after being chilled all night. Serves him right! She then laughed and said:

"I'm fine. There was just a mosquito in my room last night that kept buzzing all night. I couldn't catch it, so I didn't sleep well."

"You have them in your room too? There are definitely a lot of mosquitoes in this inn. I thought I was just being too delicate, but it turns out everyone is the same."

After saying that, Lu Xieyue leaned closer to her and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Third Sister-in-law, I saw Song Weilan coming out of Sun Wuyin's room this morning. She looked pale and very weak. Do you think she might have been... taken advantage of by Sun Wuyin?"

"Are you sure it really is Song Weilan?"

Song Qingqian pressed further, asking, "Song Weilan is so proud and looks down on everyone, how could she possibly submit to Sun Wuyin?"

Besides, every member of the Song family is a doting father, especially Song Qianchou. How could he possibly allow his precious daughter to be abused while he's alive?

"Yes, absolutely!"

Lu Xieyue cut off the railway with a decisive move.