Función clerical

Capítulo 89

The woman in the brightly colored dress withdrew her eavesdropping ears: "...That's not the worst part. The worst part is, why does Master look like he's enjoying it so much..."

The man in blue glanced into the room again and sighed, "Well, this may not be such a bad thing."

indeed.

The woman in the brightly colored dress nodded in agreement; she could hardly forget what she had seen that night.

While on night patrol, I was hoping to overhear some gossip, but before I even entered the door, I heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

She pushed open the door and entered, stunned just like Qingxing beside her.

The room was a jarring crimson red, and on the floor lay a porcelain vase shattered beyond repair.

Shen Zhili sat on the couch, her face and body covered in blood. Her hand mechanically gripped the hilt of the dagger and pulled it out forcefully. Her master still held Shen Zhili in his arms, his chest and abdomen a bloody mess, his pupils dilated, and his body slumped backward.

As if suddenly waking up, stimulated by the scene before her, Shen Zhili let out a shrill and short scream, trying to grab her master with her blood-covered hands.

But it was too late.

The Lord's fingers slipped slowly through hers, and he closed his eyes.

Shen Zhili looked at her hands, as if she had been greatly stimulated. Her body trembled, and she covered her cheeks with her hands, making a sound that was hard to tell whether it was crying or laughing.

Qingxing and Zhai Feng were both quite frightened.

Just as he realized what was happening and was about to step forward, he saw Shen Zhili grab the dagger that had fallen onto the couch, fix his gaze, and swing it down at him.

Fortunately, Qingxing anticipated this and deflected the blade with her sword, but Shen Zhili still crashed into the wall and lost consciousness.

When Shen Zhili woke up, she remembered that she had stabbed Su Chenche, but she had forgotten everything that had happened before.

As Zhai Feng was thinking, the door creaked open, and Su Chenche stepped out and closed the door behind him.

The new lover's white brocade robe was spotless, without a trace of blood, and showed no sign of the disarray of that day.

Su Chenche raised a finger to his lips and said, "Keep your voice down, she's asleep."

Qingxing nodded. Zhai Feng hesitated for a moment, then finally couldn't help but say, "My lord... what if Valley Master Shen remembers..."

Su Chenche turned his gaze and said in a low voice, "So what if you remember? I'm not dead."

Chapter 71

early morning.

"My lord, I will be as gentle as possible."

Su Chenche leaned back on the couch, smiling gently: "I understand, it's alright."

Qingxing's hand, holding the medicine bottle, trembled slightly.

Why, why was it he who applied the medicine to the Lord!

With her eyes closed and a steely resolve, Qingxing tremblingly began to undo Su Chenche's belt. Hearing a soft cough, she opened her eyes and met Su Chenche's clear, ambiguous eyes, which held a hint of a smile. Qingxing's heart skipped a beat, and a terrifying feeling seemed about to burst forth...

"Bang." The door was pushed open.

The two people inside turned their heads at the same time. The woman who came in paused slightly and looked at their actions with a very strange expression.

"Uh...did I bother you? If so, I..."

As if seeing a savior, Qingxing rushed to Shen Zhili, stuffed everything in her hands into Shen Zhili's arms, and said, "I entrust my master to Miss Shen!"

After saying that, he hurriedly fled.

Shen Zhili glanced at the rapidly disappearing Qingxing, then turned her gaze to the young master lying on the couch.

Young Master Su straightened his clothes and a gentle smile bloomed on his lips: "Zhi Li, come here."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Come here, my foot! Don't look at me with that disgusting smile.

With a twitch of her lips, Shen Zhili turned to leave, but Su Chenche's voice came from behind her again: "Zhili... can you help me apply the medicine?"

Shen Zhili: "This is bad."

Surprisingly, Su Chenche didn't pester him, but just chuckled, "That's true, you wouldn't care even if I died..."

His face was pale, and he didn't seem to have recovered yet.

"...Because you don't remember me."

The tone wasn't deliberately mournful; the calm and even narration stirred something within Shen Zhili.

"Damn it, don't move! Sit still!"

Shen Zhili sighed inwardly, deftly unbuttoning Su Chenche's outer robe and loosening the bandages that were already soaked in blood.

Because of this action, Su Chenche's face seemed to turn even paler, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he looked at her with a slight upturn at the corners of his lips.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Shen Zhili turned his face away before saying, "Don't bother me..."

The soft laughter of Su Chenche reached her ears, so soft it was almost like a sigh.

The area under the bandages was even worse than Shen Zhili had imagined; it was practically a bloody mess. Recalling how this person had been patiently urging her to eat earlier that day... really... what kind of constitution does this guy have?!

Suppressing the unspeakable bitterness in her heart, Shen Zhili composed herself and decisively treated Su Chenche's wounds.

Her movements were so skillful that even Shen Zhili herself was a little stunned.

Su Chenche remained silent, and the air was thick with a heavy, stagnant atmosphere.

Shen Zhili spoke softly, "Um... it wasn't really because of money or anything, was it? Why did I stab you, and why are you being so accommodating to me?"

After a while, Su Chenche finally answered, "Well, it's not because of money."

...She knew it.

After a moment of frustration, Shen Zhili asked in a low voice, "Then what's the reason?"

Su Chenche pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, you owe me something, and you used that to threaten me... so I had no choice but to tolerate you doing whatever you wanted." He spoke in a serious and reasonable manner, without showing any trace of lying or deception.

"Do whatever you want"... that sounds so thuggish...

Quickly clearing her mind of anything inappropriate, Shen Zhili looked at him suspiciously, "So you mean I'm threatening you? What of yours is with me?"

Su Chenche smiled and sighed, "It really is a very important thing..."

Shen Zhili: "...What exactly is it?"

Su Chenche pressed his hand to his heart, his tone three parts gentle and seven parts tender, his eyes warm: "My heart, my heart... you took it away and won't give it back, I'm so distressed... Hey, Zhili, be gentle..."

Shen Zhili applied the medicine to Su Chenche with resentment, her lips twitching slightly: "Is it really okay for you to talk nonsense like this? I clearly don't know him..."

“It’s enough that I know you.” Su Chenche interrupted quickly, his voice troubled, but a smile still lingered on his lips: “It was the same before, even though I was telling the truth, you never believed me…”

Her eyes were closed, and her thick black eyelashes made her cheeks appear even paler.

After waiting for a long time without receiving a reply from Shen Zhili, Su Chenche was about to speak when he turned his head and saw Shen Zhili raising the scissors used to cut bandages and stabbing at Su Chenche with her dark eyes.

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Fortunately, Su Chenche reacted quickly and tapped Shen Zhili's armpit with his finger.

Shen Zhili's hand suddenly lost its strength and went limp to one side, and the scissors also fell to the side, but the momentum of her lunging forward did not change. Helpless, Su Chenche had no choice but to hug Shen Zhili with both arms.

After struggling in his arms for a while, Shen Zhili slowly calmed down.

Even through a thin layer of clothing, Su Chenche's body felt very warm, perhaps due to the blood...

A muffled female voice rang out: "I just..."

Su Chenche nodded and said, "You want to kill me."

Stepping out of Su Chenche's arms, Shen Zhili pressed her forehead and looked away: "Just now, um, I'm sorry... I don't know why I was completely out of control..."

"It doesn't matter."

Su Chenche answered quickly, his eyes curving upwards, a bitter smile playing on his lips: "But, could you help me stop the bleeding first... I think I'm about to die..."

When Shen Zhili met Su Chenche's nonchalant smile, for some reason, the heavy feeling in her heart lessened a bit.

After all that commotion, Su Chenche's wound on his waist, which had just been treated with medicine, reopened and started bleeding again. Shen Zhili, feeling slightly apologetic, reapplied the medicine and bandaged him, her movements extremely gentle, trying her best not to hurt Su Chenche.

She was so focused that she didn't even notice Su Chenche's gaze lingering on her.

Mission accomplished, Shen Zhili wiped the sweat from her brow: "You can put your clothes on now."

Su Chenche's face fell: "My body hurts so much, I can't move my arm..."

After all, it was she who had caused Su Chenche's wound to reopen. Shen Zhili hesitated for only a moment before helping Su Chenche put on his outer robe and tying the knots on it.

They were so close, you could hear each other breathing.

As Shen Zhili tied the knot from the very end, she could feel the warm breath emanating from Su Chenche's nose on her neck.

Slightly damp, slightly warm, and subtly ambiguous.

Shen Zhili's face flushed unconsciously.

Su Chenche's voice drifted from above: "Zhi Li, it's actually better that you don't remember. You didn't blush as easily as you do now..."

Shen Zhili's face turned even redder.

Shen Zhili felt a weight on her shoulder as Su Chenche's chin rested on her shoulder.

Shen Zhili's body stiffened, unsure how to move, and the movements of her fingers gradually slowed down.

Strangely, she didn't reject him; in fact, she seemed quite used to his presence.

There were all sorts of noises outside the window, but at this moment, they seemed to be shut out, and the surrounding time and space seemed to stand still.

As her movements slowed down, Shen Zhili realized that she seemed to be... somewhat reluctant to leave this moment of tranquility.

She lowered her hand and waited quietly until her shoulders ached and went numb before Shen Zhili finally couldn't help but say, "Hey, you can go now."

No one answered.

Shen Zhili carefully pushed the person off her. Su Chenche had his eyes closed, his breathing shallow, and he was already asleep.

...He actually fell asleep under these circumstances!

This person!

Shen Zhili paused for a moment, then gently placed Su Chenche on the bed, quietly retreated to the floor, and tucked him in.

Beneath her beautiful eyelashes, a thick black shadow was cast around Su Chenche's eyes.