Huancheng Deep

Kapitel 61

Yu Qingqing lay comfortably on the chaise lounge, and sneered, "A wild girl is a wild girl, she has no manners."

"Hmph," Bing Ning ignored her, sticking out her tongue and making a face at her. Yu Qingqing was so angry that she jumped up and down.

"Ugh—Yu Zhou, are you out of your mind? You actually kicked the ball into your own goal! I really admire you!" Feng Youhuang yelled breathlessly. The other six laughed heartily. Because none of them had ever seen Yu Zhou look so defeated. His face flushed red, head bowed, he looked exactly like a wronged wife—so adorable!

"How should I know? I thought that was their goal," Yu Zhou muttered under his breath.

Hua Qianmo was exasperated. She poked Yu Zhou's forehead, saying with each poke, "You...you, little bean, are you colorblind? Or is your brain filled with water? Do you want me to get your brain cleaned? Even a pig is smarter than you."

"There's no need for this. You're insulting pigs," Hua Wuxin said slyly. "Hey, I'm still number one, okay? Are there any pigs that smart in the world?" Yu Zhou retorted angrily. Please, are there any pigs as pretty as her? "At least a pig wouldn't point the wrong ball at the wrong goal," Chen Zexie said coldly. Even though his tone was cold, it was full of doting affection. All his scheming was gone.

"Yeah! Only you would be that stupid. Even my pighead is smarter than you," Ye Yan smacked Yu Zhou on the head hard. "Ouch—that hurts," Yu Zhou said, clutching her head. A few tears welled in her beautiful eyes.

[Dynasty Storm: Coma]

"Brother, how about we have a match!" Yu Qingqing, already dressed in military uniform, was strikingly beautiful in red, exuding an irresistible allure.

Bingning was initially puzzled as to when she had changed her clothes, but then she smelled a faint scent of pine.

"Qing'er—you," Shen Wuyue frowned and said unhappily.

Yu Qingqing continued, "Your Majesty, I just wanted to play with my brother. You wouldn't refuse such a small request, would you?" Yu Qingqing said in a coquettish tone.

"This..." Shen Wuyue hesitated, but everyone present knew that Yu Fei was Yu Zhou's sister, which explained why they looked so alike.

“Brother Shen, there’s no need to think about it for so long. It’s just a friendly spar. I’m sure Yu Zhou won’t make things difficult for your beloved concubine,” Yelü Longxu said, lightly brushing a strand of hair from his shoulder.

"Yes! I won't let myself get hurt," Yu Qingqing said again, her beautiful eyes sparkling with an indescribable charm.

Yu Zhou, standing to the side, was already on alert. The smell of pine resin... what was she going to do? Yu Zhou felt an urge to cough, and her face slowly turned red. Yu Zhou, who was more sensitive than usual, had already sensed something was amiss. This smell made her whole body itch; she was allergic to pine resin, so she usually didn't use it when playing the piano.

What should we do now? If she has an allergic reaction, her diaphragm will break, and then... her Adam's apple... was this woman doing it intentionally or unintentionally?

No, she absolutely cannot.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!" Yu Zhou began to slump down. As Yu Qingqing approached, the scent of pine grew stronger. Bing Ning raised an alarm and quickly shoved Yu Qingqing.

"Ah, Xiao Qiang—" Bing Ning's strange cry drew everyone's attention to her. Yu Zhou quickly took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and ran outside.

"Shui Bingning, do you know the consequences of pushing me?" Yu Qingqing was already sitting on the grass, her beautiful eyes glaring angrily at Bingning, her fists clenched.

"My poor little cockroach, you died so tragically—" Bing Ning quickly crawled to Yu Qingqing's side, picked up a dead cockroach and wailed.

Yu Qingqing said with disgust, "Shui Bingning, don't think that just because you're my sister-in-law, I can let you off the hook. Don't play dumb with me."

"Shui Bingning! You explain yourself to me!" Shen Wuyue glared angrily at Bingning.

At this moment, Yu Zhou was already lying on the bank of a river, constantly rinsing her nasal cavity. But the reflection in the water wasn't just her; standing behind her was indeed Yuan Yang, dressed in snow-white robes.

"Here," Yuan Yang squatted down and handed the handkerchief in her hand to Yu Zhou. Her gentle, watery eyes were like a still lake, so peaceful, but who could imagine what was hidden within them?

"Thank you," Yu Zhou said calmly as he took the handkerchief and began wiping.

Yuan Yang said with a smile, "Isn't Prime Minister Yu afraid that I might poison him?"

"Would you?" Yu Zhou's eyes sharpened, and he smiled, saying quietly, "You wouldn't. The young phoenix wouldn't be that stupid."

Yuan Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his back to Yu Zhou, and said, "Prime Minister Yu thinks too highly of me."

“Yuan Xingzhi, you…” Yu Zhou felt a wave of dizziness. The faint floral fragrance masked the scent of the bewitching incense, making his normally sensitive nose unable to detect the smell at all.

Yuan Yang still smiled sweetly, but who knew the bitterness inside?

Looking at Yu Zhou lying on the ground, Yuan Yang seemed somewhat puzzled, but with a light snap of her fingers, a large group of men in black appeared and took Yu Zhou away.

Yu Zhou knew that even if he wasn't drugged, he might not be able to escape. Being drugged, on the contrary, might give him a chance to escape.

But where would they take her? Yu Zhou hesitated to act. The true workings of fate began to sound the moment Yu Zhou left. Perhaps Yu Zhou didn't realize that her impulsive departure would hasten the start of a new war.

But that's all in the future.

[Dynasty Storm: Dangerous Encounter]

In a cramped room, Yu Zhou's hands and feet were tightly bound, leaving him no chance to break free. He scanned his surroundings with his eyes.

"Your Excellency, you're awake." The person was veiled in black, holding a candle in their hand, and their eyes held a hint of interest.

Yu Zhou, unperturbed, leaned against the wall and said leisurely, "Yes! He's awake."

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister doesn't seem surprised at all," the masked man in black continued. A hint of amusement could be heard in his voice. Yet, his icy eyes narrowed repeatedly. Yu Zhou met his gaze without fear.

"Where is Prime Minister Yuan?" Yu Zhou didn't want to know where Yuan Yang was; he just wanted to find out the truth.

The man in black chuckled, "Prime Minister Yu seems quite interested in Yuan Xingzhi, or perhaps..." His tone became ambiguous as he lifted Yu Zhou's chin with his left hand.

"Hmph," Yu Zhou snorted coldly. So, these people's master is not Yuan Yang.

"Yu Xiang is indeed a beauty of unparalleled grace, so captivating..." Hei Yiran continued to look at Yu Zhou's face, her stunningly beautiful face tinged with stubbornness, exuding an incomparably alluring charm.

"What exactly do you want?" Yu Zhou didn't want to beat around the bush anymore. Every time it was this kind of torture, her body couldn't take it anymore, it was exhausting both mentally and physically.

"Great! Helping our lord unify Eurasia. I almost forgot to tell Yu Xiang that our lord is Youming." Holding the candlestick in front of Yu Zhou, Yu Zhou showed a hint of anger on the crackling candlestick.

“Absolutely not.” Yu Zhou said firmly.

"That's a pity." The man in black exuded ruthlessness. He raised his sword, intending to stab Yu Zhou in the abdomen, but Yu Zhou immediately held his breath. He flicked his fingertips slightly.

"You... what is this?" The man in black immediately collapsed to the ground. Yu Zhou picked up the sword he had just used and cut the rope. He smiled slightly and said, "It's just a common sleeping potion."