L'amour sous les étoiles lointaines

Chapitre 61

"Third Prince." At Zhu Yu's signal, longbows and arrows were handed to him from both sides.

"What should I do to truly possess you? Do I really want you to become a corpse in an ice lotus coffin?"

Drawing back the bowstring, locking onto the target, Zhu Yu's brows furrowed, and a powerful arrow pierced the air—

Hearing the commotion behind her, Su Shaochu, led by Yan Pingfei, turned around and was startled to see an arrow hurtling towards her.

"Book Square—"

This was no ordinary arrow. Su Shaochu turned and rushed back, only to see a second arrow hurtling through the air, piercing her shoulder—

"Young Master Su!"

Upon seeing Su Shaochu kneeling on one knee after being shot by an arrow, Yan Pingfei was shocked by his master's actions. Feng Yan had already knelt down beside Su Shaochu, tore open the hem of her clothes to bind the arrow wound on her shoulder, and the rest could only be dealt with when they returned.

"Li Shufang has left."

"Is that so...?" Su Shaochu's pale lips curled into a half-smile. Was the first arrow a test of her? A test of Li Shufang's place in her heart. If she dared to turn back, the arrow would be aimed at her without mercy.

Haha, at this point, he really is furious with her.

"The Third Prince."

Hearing the sound of footsteps on the stone steps and the respectful greetings from those around her, she endured the pain and before she could even look up, her chin was grabbed and lifted up, meeting a pair of beautiful yet frightening eyes.

"Young Master Chu should be having a great time tonight, but judging from the scale of the market, there shouldn't be only one Li Shufang!"

"If the Third Prince is pleased, I'll gladly oblige next time."

"Don't try to manipulate my feelings for you. You'll never learn." Zhu Yu's smile vanished, and he said coldly.

Su Shaochu couldn't help but chuckle softly, and slowly raised the corner of her lips towards him, "Shaochu... is unfortunate and cannot repay the royal family's favor."

"It seems that my beloved brother always likes to force me to teach you a more severe lesson."

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Inside the "Cloud Flow Pavilion," a half-naked, delicate body lay on the edge of the bed. A snow-white handkerchief was placed under her smooth, bare left shoulder. The arrow had been removed, and blood was flowing continuously from the wound, staining the layers of white handkerchiefs under her shoulder bright red.

"My dear brother, does it hurt?"

A terrifying demonic voice gently questioned the pale face, whose lips, even paler than the face, could only utter a soft breath before tightening as if resisting something!

"Who told you to always be so disobedient, constantly trying to leave my side? I warned you long ago that something bad would happen, hmm." He smiled, picked up the medicine bottle, and sprinkled powder onto the wound.

"Ahhh—"

As the powder sprinkled onto the wound, its fine particles seemed to gnaw at her flesh, what made it even harder for her to speak was the raging desire he had tightly embedded within her.

"Look how much pain you're in! Is it because your wound hurts too much, or is the little guy too ferocious? Well, little brother, you'll have to forgive him, after all, he's very unhappy tonight!"

As she groggily awoke, she found medicine and a white cloth on the low table beside her bed. Before she could even register what was happening, a familiar greeting, followed by a sharp thrust from behind, made her gasp.

"You are simply... shameless, depraved... so cruel... that I don't know what to say."

“I always keep my word. I have already warned my beloved brother that there will be consequences for his misdeeds. As for this... I have already said that tonight I will make the little guy go in and apologize properly.”

“My dear brother, don’t move or exert any force on this arm. Even if this powder can stop the bleeding, if you pull on the wound again, even the best medicine will be useless. Oh, poor dear brother, this arrow wound will make you suffer for several days.”

Amid his concerned voice, he teased and played with the delicate, snow-white body beneath him, and any rash movement aggravated the pain of the arrow wound in his left shoulder!

"Given what you did tonight, my dear brother, I should tie you up in an even more humiliating way for my amusement. Your shame will bring me the highest pleasure."

“You…you’re pathetic!” Her eyes met his defiant gaze.

"Hehehe—" Zhu Yusen laughed coldly, clenching his teeth and letting out a look of hatred, "Let's share this sentence together!"

The subsequent rapid pace nearly ravaged Haoxue's body, and the arrow wound on her shoulder was aggravated by the force of the sprint, causing it to bleed again. Her uninjured hand gripped the bedsheet tightly.

"This beautiful body is so captivating that I don't want to let go."

The physical pain was intense, while lust overwhelmed her like a tidal wave; the intertwined stimulation nearly robbed her of her consciousness and dignity.

"No... Third Prince, ah..." The trembling sound from his lips was a painful cry from his body and a shivering discomfort from within.

He relentlessly violated her body, pushing her to the peak of desire amidst the pain of her shoulder injury, only to abruptly stop, watching her struggle with the pain of her wound and the discomfort of her interrupted desire.

"The lust born from the torment of pain is an even more soul-consuming and ecstasy!"

Seeing her profile, which had been closed in an instant, revealing a slightly open pupil that began to conjure a dreamy, alluring look, Zhu Yuying chuckled hoarsely. The green throbbing that had begun again seemed even more intense, as if she had gone berserk.

"You hate that I, the prince, am always so ruthless, don't you?"

To avoid provoking his anger and desire to conquer, she matched his movements with her own, and their breathy moans filled the room with the draped curtains.

"You know very well the emotional entanglement between Father and the deceased Holy Maiden of Nanyuan. My growth is the result of everyone's efforts to make up for it. When I accidentally killed my first person while practicing swordsmanship at the age of eight, Father and Mother hurriedly comforted me, telling me not to worry about such things. Because I am a high and mighty prince of the imperial family, no human life can compare to my nobility. As long as the blood doesn't get on me, I can kill whoever I want—"

After the violent plunder, he leaned down and kissed the bare back, which was damp with a thin layer of sweat.

"From then on, I will remember these words. From then on, if anyone makes me unhappy, there will be plenty of people to do it on my behalf. No one will dare to say that I am wrong, because my father and mother told me that no one's life is as precious as mine."

The laughter, however, had a subtle, strange quality, like a lonely yearning for the past.

"No matter how cruel I was, no one ever stopped me. Even my elder brother couldn't stand it, but like my father and mother, he would just say a few words to me and then indulge me. Their compensatory pampering, no matter how terrible I did, they would pat my head when I was little and pat my shoulder when I grew up. No one really told me what to do when I was confused and panicked. Whenever I encountered these things, I would just solve them in the way that made me happy."

He brushed aside the sweat-dampened hair that hung down her cheek and whispered a laugh in her ear.

"Even when I touched plum blossoms, my father tacitly approved. I began to think that etiquette and social norms were nothing; they were things that could be challenged—hahaha—"

His gaze returned with tenderness tinged with pity, and then he covered her eyes with his large hand.

"Don't look at me like that. Your gentleness is just another scheme to leave me."

As the purple incense by the bedside was lit, Shao Chu felt his desire subside. He placed her on the bed and, contrary to his previous roughness, gently wiped her delicate body after his act of passion.

Soon after, Yan Pingfei's voice came from outside the door, asking for instructions.

"Pass down the order: once everyone is ready and prepared, set off immediately, taking the route north and then south."

After tidying up the clothes of the woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he stroked her pale face.

"You just want to reject me outright, don't you?"

I had just finished tidying my clothes when I heard footsteps approaching quickly outside.

"Third Prince!" It was Feng Yan; it was rare to hear him speak with such urgency. "Princess Wuyou is in trouble!"

Zhu Yu rushed to Wuyou's dormitory and saw his beloved daughter lying on the bed with her eyebrows and eyes turned pinkish-purple, her pupils half-open and rolled back. Wuyou was frantically shaking her beside him.

"Don't worry!" Zhu Yu quickly helped her daughter up. "Poison from the Eastern Region?!"

Before the surprised voice could even leave his mouth, Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a cloud of purple smoke, and sprayed it towards Zhu Yu!

"Third Prince—be careful—"

Yan Pingfei and his men cried out in alarm, but it was too late to save them. At that moment, a series of ear-piercing drumbeats sounded outside the window, as if they were scraping one's eardrums. Three consecutive drumbeats echoed in the empty valley outside the window, sounding quite eerie in the quiet night!

As the drumming stopped, Zhu Yu also coughed up thick black blood, his pupils filled with strange blue and red veins. He knew that he had been poisoned by the drumming of the Demon hope Cult, which used the drumming to destroy the heart meridian in his body!

"Quiet, don't panic!" Zhu Yu endured the poison rushing in, using his inner strength to temporarily suppress it and shout in a low voice. "There are people from the Demon Xi Cult outside. Besides poison, they can also attract all kinds of Gu insects by sound. At present, Meng Yansi is only suspicious of the situation inside the house. We must not show any panic and get caught."

The others fell silent after their master calmly gave them a shout.

"Father, are Wuyou and you alright?" Wuchou asked, holding back tears as he looked at him and Wuyou in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, Daddy's here." Zhu Yu patted her cheek reassuringly, took two orchid-red stones from her ear, and put one into Wuyou's mouth and the other into his own. "It's Daddy's fault for not protecting you. Daddy won't let you suffer from this poison."

"Third...Third Prince!"

To everyone's astonishment, he took Wuyou's hand and transferred all the poison from his daughter to himself.

"Wuchou, you stay here and take good care of Wuyou. Don't run around, understand?"

"Father... Wuchou doesn't want you to die, please don't... leave me and Wuyou behind again." She choked out, clinging to Zhu Yu, not letting him go. "If you're always going to leave us behind, then... then I'd rather still call you Your Majesty... be your maid, not some princess..."

Zhu Yu's heart was deeply moved. He had abandoned his two daughters at birth and never treated them well. Last year, on a snowy night in Yunfeng, he realized that as a father, he could not let them suffer. It was also the time when he had to let them go again. How much fear and unease this left in their hearts!

"Don't talk nonsense. Father will never abandon you again." He held his crying daughter in his arms and said softly, "Father has been poisoned and needs to rest. Only Young Master Su can save you now. You must listen to Young Master Su later, okay? Now... don't cry out loud. If the bad guys find out, Father will really die."

When Zhu Yu put her index finger to her lips and shushed her to stop crying, Wu Chou quickly nodded and wiped away her tears.

"Third Prince, do you want to restore Young Master Su's skills?" Yan Pingfei asked urgently as soon as they went outside.

Feng Yan and several captains of the martial arts guards stood by his side, all looking worried.

"My condition won't last much longer. The outside is full of the Demon hope Cult's forces, and Meng Yansi is full of tricks. Only Shao Chu can outsmart them under these circumstances."

“But given your current condition, if you were to undo the power that Young Master Su has been sealed, the poison would attack his heart, and he would be in grave danger!” Feng Yan said, who had some understanding of the poison of the Demon Xi Cult.

"It all depends on whether Heaven will allow me to live." Zhu Yu deliberately came outside, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the night sky, and sighed.

After ordering someone to fetch the Blue Azure Rainbow, he walked towards the bedroom, with a group of people waiting behind him in the outer room.

Layers of gauze fluttered in the night breeze. Zhu Yuyang flicked out the purple incense and looked at the person on the bed.

“I never knew there was any need to reminisce about the past, because in this life, I never thought there was anything I wanted to undo. Mei’e’s death was like that. Even if I accept that I am carefree and without sorrow, I do not feel that I made any mistakes back then.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed, his handsome eyes fixed on the delicately raised eyebrows on her beautiful face, his pupils trembling slightly beneath his eyelids.

"If time could turn back, I hope that when I met you, I wouldn't leave you with the shadow of a nightmare. I wish... I wish you could smile at me, I wish I could see my existence in your eyes. Even though I know you don't like me, I still don't want to let go of the only person in my life I want to give my heart to."

He concentrated his last bit of inner strength into his fingers and palms, pressed them against her wrist, and channeled his power into her. Under the sudden force, her delicate face let out a soft moan and beads of sweat appeared.

“Outside are all the Demon hope Cult forces led by Meng Yansi. They plotted to poison me, Wuyou. After I undo your power, I won’t last long. The safety of Wuyou, Wuchou, and others is in your hands.”

He wiped the sweat from her forehead with his sleeve, using up the last of his inner strength, and black blood began to flow from his lips.

“You… hate my cruelty and domineering nature, but… besides this, I don’t know… how to make you look at me, how… to win your… affection, to hold you in my arms. The past… I… cannot change…”

The poison seemed to be bursting forth from his throat, thick black blood kept flowing down, and his consciousness was fading away...

"I can only do this to you... using the methods I know..."

The eyes slowly opened on the bed, stroking the unconscious head lying on her chest, and a soft, slightly choked voice rang out. "I just don't know if I dare to put you in my heart and accept you as my answer."

"Third Prince!"

Outside the layers of veils, Yan Pingfei and Feng Yan were waiting. When the sound from inside the veils stopped, they hesitated and called out. When there was no response, they rushed in and saw Su Shaochu pick up the Blue-Green Xuanhong sword from the bedside. He drew the sword and used his internal force to force out the blue light from the blade. He slashed at the neck of Zhu Yu, who was lying on the bed, and a thick black blood spurted out!

Everyone was shocked, but Su Shaochu gave them a low shout!

"Don't make a fuss. The Blue Azure Rainbow is a sword that tracks poison. Its sword energy will enter the body. This is just to cut away the poison that he has condensed on his neck with his internal energy, and to resolve the danger of the poison attacking his heart first."

Yan Pingfei hurriedly checked on his master, who was lying by the bed. The black blood on his neck had faded, and the blood flowing down was now bright red.

"Young Master Su!" Feng Yan quickly supported Su Shaochu, who staggered a step, and saw her bleeding shoulder. "Your arrow wound has reopened."

"I'm fine." Besides the sword wound, her body was also weakened by Zhu Yu's lust, but she had to hold on for now.