Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

In the darkness, Jiang Yuzhu slowly woke up.

She found herself lying on the bed. She had a severe headache. She fell into the pit and was unconscious. Could it be that she had been caught by the man in purple again?

Her body felt as if she was in an ice cellar, shivering from the cold. Jiang Yuzhu wanted to sit up, but found that her arms and legs were weak and she couldn't exert any strength in her whole body.

She was powerless to resist, which made her even more panicked.

After being calm for a while, Jiang Yuzhu fumbled for the bracelet on her wrist and felt a little calmer.

The cold air from all directions surged in, penetrating into her limbs and washing her bones. Jiang Yuzhu felt that the blood all over her body was coagulated, and her teeth chattered with the cold.

Hong Li must have sent the message, but she didn't wait for the person who came to save her after all.

Xie Zhao, will he come?

Jiang Yuzhu slowly closed her eyes, thinking about this question seriously, and found that she was not sure.

As if in an instant, and as if a long time had passed, the door was pushed open with a creak.

The footsteps came from far away and stopped beside the bed.

An unknown sense of panic swept through her body in the darkness. Jiang Yuzhu bit her lip and prepared herself, waiting for a life-and-death fight with that person.

At the moment of contact, Jiang Yuzhu struggled desperately, but the man clamped her arm tightly and pulled her into his arms.

The distance between the two was too close, and the friction produced an electric current. The warm breath with a slight dampness was right next to Jiang Yuzhu's ear, making her gag.

"Go away, go away!"

Jiang Yuzhu was frightened and annoyed because the other person's movements were too intimate. She couldn't use her strength and bit the other person's arm.

Even if she dies, she has to let the man in purple lose a piece of flesh and blood!

Strangely, since Jiang Yuzhu moved his mouth, the man stopped struggling.

Just when she was confused, a hoarse voice sounded: "Yuzhu, it's me."

Xie Zhao curled his lips helplessly, but his arm was imprisoned by Jiang Yuzhu before he could pull it out.

The smell of blood on his lips was strong. Jiang Yuzhu threw Xie Zhao's arm away and exclaimed: "Yuanhe, why is it you?"

Xie Zhao came to save her, why didn't he say anything?

The enemy does not distinguish between friends and hurts Xie Zhao for no reason, which makes Jiang Yuzhu even more uncomfortable.

Xie Zhao smoothed her hair and held her in his arms. His voice was soft and comforting: "Yuzhu, if I forcefully pull out my arm, I will hurt you."

Having already given Jiang Yuzhu medicine, Xie Zhao thought she would not wake up so quickly, so he did not make much noise.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuzhu still moved very quickly even though she was ill.

At least, this mouth is very useful.

It was dark outside, so Xie Zhao lit the oil lamp in the room.

Jiang Yuzhu used the faint light to realize that it was not the Xie Mansion or the Jiang Mansion.

The layout of the room is simple, with few household items, but the bookshelf in the corner is extremely conspicuous.

"This is my husband's yard outside the city. I occasionally stay overnight when he goes out of town to do business."

Xie Zhao took out a white handkerchief from his arms and tapped the corner of Jiang Yuzhu's lips. In an instant, gorgeous poppy flowers bloomed on the handkerchief.

This blood belongs to Xie Zhao.

Jiang Yuzhu gently touched her lips, stared at the handkerchief belatedly, and then suddenly cried: "It's all your fault!"

He entered the room without making a sound, and suffered an unreasonable disaster!

Jiang Yuzhu knew how hard she bit people, and she felt guilty when she saw the dazzling tooth marks on Xie Zhao's arm.

"It's my fault."

Xie Zhao held Jiang Yuzhu in his arms and touched her forehead with his hand. Fortunately, it was not so hot anymore.

Jiang Yuzhu was silent, tears rolled down, and Xie Zhao had to wipe them awkwardly, but couldn't wipe them clean.

Soon, the other veil was stained.

"It's my fault, I came too late."

Xie Zhao apologized very carefully, causing Jiang Yuzhu to burst into tears even more.

At this time, Xie Zhao was even more at a loss. He was in a hurry and didn't know how to coax her. He had to hold Jiang Yuzhu in his arms and pat her back gently.

Jiang Yuzhu's head was dizzy, and she felt the heat in Xie Zhao's arms, which made her hum comfortably.

At this moment, she had mixed feelings. While she hated someone for plotting against someone, she was also upset that she accidentally injured Xie Zhao, and she also felt guilty and distressed.

In times of crisis, Xie Zhao still came, and he was trustworthy.

After a long time, Jiang Yuzhu said awkwardly: "Remember first, I am not a deadbeat, and I will repay you in the future."

Xie Zhao's heart couldn't help but move, as if he heard the most beautiful words of love, blood surged up all over his body, his chest felt happy, and he lowered his voice and asked: "How do you want to repay me, madam? Why don't you consider the proposal you made to your husband last time?"

It is said that the only way to save a life is to promise it with your body. Xie Zhao saved Jiang Yuzhu several times. He only made a small request, asking Jiang Yuzhu to consider the erotic matter.

"Then I saved you too!"

Jiang Yuzhu spat, "Xie Zhaohe is nothing like the ascetic male protagonist described in the book. He is a wolf in sheep's clothing, with shady schemes, and he will fall into his trap if he is not careful!"

Xie Zhao held her in his hand and held her in his mouth. Even though Jiang Yuzhu was very defensive, she already trusted him deeply.

Xie Zhao raised his lips teasingly and coaxed softly: "Yes, so I am always ready to sacrifice myself for my husband. Madam has the final say."

"No seriousness!"

No longer shivering from the cold, Jiang Yuzhu felt much better. She leaned in Xie Zhao's arms, reluctant to part with the warmth.

Facing Xie Zhao's burning eyes, Jiang Yuzhu said extremely uncomfortably: "You wait a moment, now... it's not possible yet."

"Ma'am, you keep your word."

Xie Zhao wanted to wait. This time, no more than three years ago, it would be the real wedding ceremony.

With the faint smell of blood still lingering in his nose, Jiang Yuzhu suddenly sat up straight and said: "Yuanhe, I hurt you and I need to bandage it for you."

"it is good."

If it weren't for the wound on the arm, the couple's relationship would never have taken a big step forward.

For Xie Zhao, the pain in his arm could be ignored. He was filled with joy.

It was late at night, and only a shallow layer was left on the oil lamp.

Xie Zhao first added lamp oil, lit the wick, and then went to the kitchen to bring two steaming bowls of fresh meat wontons.

The wonton soup has seaweed floating on it and a few small shrimps. The soup is very fresh.

"This smells like the cook from Jiang Mansion?"

Jiang Yuzhu blew and couldn't wait to take a sip of the soup.

The smell was too familiar, she couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

Xie Zhao pushed the appetizers over and nodded in agreement.

"My mother said that every time my wife is sick or frightened, she will be cured by eating a bowl of hot wontons."

The cook is from the northwest, brought here from Jiang Fulu's hometown, and has been working in Jiang Mansion since Jiang Yuzhu was very young.

Xie Zhao sent someone to deliver a message to the Jiang family. Before leaving, Mrs. Chen had no other request and sent the cook over.

Jiang Yuzhu squinted her eyes and took a mouthful of wontons. She felt sour for the rest of her life and asked hurriedly: "That mother..."

"Don't worry, madam, everything has been arranged for your husband."

Take this opportunity to involve all the enemies and deal with them, waiting for those people to get into trouble.

Jiang Yuzhu was wronged, and Xie Zhao was angry, and the scope was very wide.

After rescuing the people, Xie Zhao did not say anything, but waited to find the Xuan family, Wei family and others to make trouble.

After eating wontons and drinking a bowl of hot tea, the pain in his lower abdomen was no longer noticeable. Jiang Yuzhu squinted his eyes with satisfaction and asked, "Who is the mastermind behind this? Have you found out?"