Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Zhu Zheng then discovered that there was another person in the Bichen Pavilion, sitting opposite her through a plain gauze curtain; only a vague outline could be seen.

"I'm here with her."

"No." Chong Hongzi refused immediately, "No, no, this is not in accordance with etiquette."

After saying "no" three times in a row, Rong Yan just sat there as if he had heard nothing, not moving a muscle. His expression could not be seen clearly through the gauze curtain.

"Chengyi," Chong Hongzi advised again, "Although detoxification will be painful, it is not dangerous. Xiao Zheng'er can only endure it by herself. It is useless for you to stay in there."

Zhu Zheng agreed deeply and echoed, "Sir, you should go out."

Not to mention how crazy she will become because of these scorpions. If an adult is also bitten by a scorpion, it will be too uneconomical to offer a one-get-one-free deal.

"I promised to stay here with you." Rong Yan said.

It seems to be the case. She often says such polite words. It is not a big promise. If I can't accompany you now, then I won't.

The adults were good in every way, except that they were too inflexible sometimes, so I had to persuade him earnestly, "I appreciate your kindness, but I feel more comfortable staying alone. Please go out first, and I will be able to go out to see you in a short time."

Silence spread through a thin veil. No one knew what Rong Yan was thinking. He didn't say anything and refused to go out.

"The time is almost up. The scorpion is about to shed its shell. We can't delay." Master Chong Hongzi's voice sounded a little anxious. "Cheng Yi, come out quickly."

"Go out, sir." Zhu Zheng was helpless. "I beg you."

If she didn't get out, she would die in vain along with these scorpions.

Rong Yan was silent for a while, and finally walked out of the door.

As soon as the door was closed, the square pavilion became extremely quiet. The candlelight around was not very bright. Zhu Zheng was left sitting alone in the tent, staring at the five fiery red scorpions.

Zhu Zheng was just hesitating whether to ask "what to do next" when the gold thread on her wrist suddenly tightened and was then torn off with great force, knocking over the jade cup in front of her.

Five infernal scorpions crawled out happily, and Zhu Zheng was so scared that she also crawled back a few steps. Before she could crawl far away, the five little guys jumped on her as if they had eyes, and pierced her flesh in the blink of an eye, leaving only a few round blood spots.

Zhu Zheng exclaimed subconsciously.

"Does it hurt?" A voice came from outside. It was Rong Yan.

"It's still bearable..." Zhu Zheng gritted her teeth, "It's still bearable."

To be honest, it didn't hurt. There was just a slight foreign body sensation running through her veins and all over her limbs.

The shock of seeing scorpions biting through the skin and crawling in was so great that she suspected that she would have nightmares about scorpions crawling all over her body in the future.

Just as she held her breath, her blood suddenly surged, and her skin and flesh seemed to be slowly cut by a knife. She bit her lips tightly, enduring the biting feeling that made her whole body tremble.

"Are you okay?" The voice outside sounded a little anxious.

Zhu Zheng endured it while distracting herself to reply, "Not bad..."

As she finished speaking, the pain in her flesh suddenly penetrated deep into her bones, as if there were insects and ants biting and crawling along her blood, as if every inch of her bones were twisted and then spread out again, and her internal organs were crushed and thrown into an icy well in the cold winter to soak.

Zhu Zheng wanted to scream, but as soon as she opened her teeth, she couldn't bear it anymore. She couldn't help but shrink all over, hugged her knees, curled up into a ball and rolled on the ground.

Her eyes went dark and her ears were filled with a chaotic and sharp buzzing sound.

Rong Yan outside the door seemed to ask something again, but she had no time to answer.

From her hair to her fingers, she felt skinned and cramped. Zhu Zheng was in so much pain that she lost her mind. She clasped her fingers tightly on the ground. She finally understood why there was nothing here except the wall. If there was a bedpost or a porcelain bowl, she would have wanted to knock herself unconscious to end this inhuman torture...

The night was silent, a full moon hung in the sky, and a clear frost fell on the ground.

The two people standing outside the pavilion were very close to the door, and they could hear a few suppressed sobs at first, which sounded very miserable and pitiful.

There was no movement after that.

Chong Hongzi exhaled, "Xiao Zheng'er is really strong."

Rong Yan, who was standing next to him, was leaning against the door with a serious look on his face, his hand never loosening its grip on the door handle.

There was silence for less than half a moment, then he suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in.

Chong Hongzi sighed, "Cheng Yi..."

When Zhu Zheng was crawling on the ground holding her belly, a force came from somewhere and embraced her. A faint scent of cold plums wafted to her nose, making her realize that she was still breathing. What a pity.

She thought she had fainted.

This delicious man held her on his lap, held her limp body against him, lifted her jaw, and placed his hand on her mouth.

"Bite."

“No need…” Zhu Zheng declined weakly. She was concentrating on being bitten by the scorpion and had no mood to bite anything else.

Zhu Zheng was in so much pain that she lost all her strength and her consciousness was blurred. She only felt her face touching the embroidery on the man's robe, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She had no choice but to pull it away, and she unconsciously murmured, "It hurts."

The next moment, the dress was roughly torn off, peeled off and thrown on the ground. Her face fell back on the softer material. Beneath the solid warmth, there were dull drum sounds.

very noisy.

Zhu Zheng wanted to find the source of the sound, so she pressed her sweaty hands against him and reached into his thin clothes to grab at him. She couldn't tell how much force she was using and she wished she could tear the fabric to pieces.

Soon, the dress was also thrown on the ground.

Zhu Zheng was embraced again, and the touch became very unfamiliar when she was grabbed randomly. She couldn't help but become cautious, and the force was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. When she didn't know where she touched, she heard a muffled groan.

The hand was held and placed elsewhere.

“…Not here.”

why not?

Never mind, if it's not possible then it's not possible...

Zhu Zheng felt a little tired.

At the beginning, it was really painful, the pain was from the skin to the bone marrow, as if something was wriggling. After finally getting through it, it soon turned into an itch, a bottomless itch.

Her whole heart was in chaos and restlessness, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them, as if she had swallowed ten thousand butterflies, and the flapping of their wings made her heartbeat disorderly. She could only hug the person in front of her in a confused state, climb onto his broad shoulders, and wrap her arms around his neck.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she felt that she could no longer feel the pain. She even suspected that the five scorpions had crawled into her head, causing her to lose her memory of their names.

Like a hot pot that had been boiled for too long, the pain was boiled dry into a layer of unreal cloud, taking her soul away and floating in the air.

"Zhu Zheng, open your eyes." Someone whispered in her ear.

Yes, her name seems to be Zhu Zheng...

Zhu Zhengmu opened his eyes slightly in a daze.

Where is this...

Who is this person who is speaking...

She couldn't see clearly as her forehead was pressed against her. Close at hand was a pair of amber eyes. The moist gaze was like a ball of moonlight, enveloping her in the quiet night.

There would be no wind or rain that night, only a round moon.

She suddenly felt like crying, and she couldn't explain why. She always felt that as long as this person was here, it wouldn't matter even if the sky fell and the earth collapsed in the next moment.

The gaze was filled with endless love and compassion, making Zhu Zheng suddenly feel that she might have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering of the physical body and finally met the immortal king who came to save her.

Rong Yan saw that her eyes were empty and unfocused, and his brows furrowed even more.

"Say something to me." He nuzzled her cheek. "Anything."

The sound was so vague that it entered Zhu Zheng's ears and brought her a moment of clarity. She tried hard to open her eyes.

The person in front of her is not some little immortal, she should recognize this face... It seems to be her master, the incredibly beautiful Taifu.

"Sir..." she called softly.

"Yeah." Those compassionate eyes flickered slightly, stroking her sweaty wrist and pressing it against her cheek, "I'm here."

"You're here..." Zhu Zheng felt so weak in her heart that she curled up on his tight and strong chest and closed her eyes like a baby bird returning to its nest.

"……very nice."

She no longer understood what was wrong with her. She just felt that if she had someone by her side, she wouldn't be too pitiful even if she was in so much pain. And this person happened to be Rong Yan...

I don't know what else to say except good.

But her master didn't seem happy after hearing these kind words of returning to nature. He reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, his expression still sad, as if covered by a layer of mist.

"What's good about it?" he asked.

Zhu Zheng thought that maybe her words were not sincere enough, so she forced herself to straighten up, held his face, and said earnestly, "Anywhere is fine."

I stroked his face with my fingertips and suddenly felt that words were poor and would sound pale and powerless when spoken, so I traced along his outline.

When Rong Yan saw her looking up and whispering, he couldn't help but lower his head and move closer.

Before he could hear what was said, his neck was hooked and pressed, and a soft kiss fell on his brow without warning.