Hearing Rong Xun let out a muffled groan, Tang Youyou finally let go.
"You deserve it! You wouldn't let me down. I'll bite you to death!"
After all this commotion, she was completely exhausted. This pregnancy was so different from the last one.
She remembered that last time she hardly felt any discomfort. She rarely suffered from morning sickness. She never felt tired easily. Instead, she had a good appetite and was in high spirits.
But this time, she couldn't stop vomiting. Even moving a little made her feel completely worn out.
In her drowsiness, she vaguely remembered what the doctor had said. Calculating the days, she was already two months pregnant.
Two months?
She remembered that the last time she had been intimate with Rong Xun was in the Blood Clan. Counting the days, it should be more than two months.
That dream! Tang Youyou was suddenly enlightened. She stared at the man in front of her fiercely, her eyes as sharp as knives.
"That day in Qiling Villa, when I shared a bed with Mo Lingxuan, I had a dream. Do you know what it was?"
Hearing this, Rong Xun chuckled softly. "Could it be a dream of being entangled with your husband?"
So it was really him! Tang Youyou bit down hard on the place she had bitten before.
"You dared to lie to me!"
Rong Xun gasped in pain. "Youyou, let go. I didn't mean to lie to you. I just missed you so much that I couldn't help it. I had no choice but to—"
"What a 'no choice'! Put me down!"
Seeing Tang Youyou struggling and jumping, Rong Xun was afraid that she would fall from his arms, so he had no choice but to gently put her down.
"Youyou, I—"
"Shut up!"
Tang Youyou glared at him fiercely. All this time, she had been kept in the dark like a fool by this man. She had been played with at will. And after he knew her identity, he even sent her a wedding invitation.
What did he take her, Tang Youyou, for?
She had finally made up her mind to stay here and spend the rest of her life with him, but it turned out to be just her own wishful thinking!
"I'll ask you. Why did you send me a wedding invitation when you were getting married to Lin Sheng? You knew I was the Saintess of the Blood Clan. Why did you make me watch your wedding ceremony in person? Did you want my blessing, or did you want me to give up on you?"
As she spoke, Tang Youyou laughed, and then tears welled up in her eyes.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears that hadn't fallen yet and avoided the man's touch.
"I thought you wouldn't come."
Rong Xun withdrew his hand. The guest list for the banquet was discussed by him and his mother.
That day, when he heard about the removal of the elders in the Blood Clan, his mother wanted to meet this new Saintess.
In Qiling Villa, Tang Youyou had set a fire in order to escape. He thought she would be afraid and never set foot in Qiling Villa again. Even if she came, she would send someone to replace her. He never thought that she would disguise herself and come in person.
Tang Youyou smiled indifferently.
Now she didn't want to know if Rong Xun had successfully married Lin Sheng or if they had consummated their marriage. She didn't want to know why he was the leader of the Mo Clan either.
It didn't matter anymore.
Since this man had never trusted her, she didn't need to be reluctant to let go.
"You can go. Just like what it says in the divorce letter, from now on, we'll be strangers. Forget about the past."
Rong Xun looked at her thin figure, clenched his fists, but didn't chase after her.
"Those people will come again. Take her to Huamanlou and find Lady Yin. It will keep her safe there."
Yeyue knew his good intentions, but seeing the rift between the two of them, he felt sorry for them.
"Master, why don't you tell Madam about your poisoning? Madam knows a lot about poisons. Maybe she can cure it."
"If it were that easy to cure, that old woman wouldn't have used this poison. Now the clan is in great chaos. I must get the seal in my hand as soon as possible. Then, Youyou and I won't be separated again."
Yeyue sighed in his heart. He had been with the master for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen him care so much about a woman.
Tang Youyou carefully turned her head and saw the master and servant chatting happily. She snorted and walked straight ahead along the road without caring anymore.
Suddenly, a sharp sword flew towards her. Before she could react, Rong Xun leaped into the air and knocked it to the ground.
"Go to Huamanlou!"
Rong Xun's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. He drew his sword and rushed in the direction of the sword. His whole body was exuding a ghostly and fierce aura that made people shiver.
Yeyue received the order. Before Tang Youyou could react, he picked her up and disappeared outside the city.
Rong Xun caught up with the person who had been hiding in the dark and attacking. Without saying a word, he swung his sword down.
His blue hair, stained with blood, scattered. He was like a evil god returning from the underworld.
His blood - red pupils were like a terrifying moon in the sky. Just one look was enough to scare people.
When the sword was sheathed and the blood flowed like a river, Rong Xun stepped on the corpses. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his hands and face. Seeing his outer robe splashed with stains, he took it off as well.
"Youyou can't stand the smell of blood."
Tang Youyou was dragged to Huamanlou by Yeyue. She looked at the sign at the door and then at the coquettish women inside. "This is clearly a brothel!"
She had thought that Huamanlou in Rong Xun's mouth was some kind of organization, but she never thought it was a place for debauchery.
"So what if it's a brothel?"
Just as she finished speaking, she saw a heavily - made - up woman swaying her soft waist towards her.
She had no opinion about brothels. After all, she wasn't from this era and couldn't criticize anything.
But that Rong Xun was so familiar with brothels!
"Lady Yin, long time no see." Yeyue stepped forward to greet her.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Yeyue? It's really been a long time. I wonder what brought you to my Huamanlou today, and you even brought such a beauty."
Lady Yin waved a white feather fan in her hand and sized Tang Youyou up and down carefully.
If she were in Huamanlou, she could be a top - ranking courtesan.
Tang Youyou saw Yeyue pull Lady Yin aside and whisper something.
"I see. Go to your room and rest first." Lady Yin glanced at her again, then turned around and swayed inside. "Come with me."
Huamanlou seemed spacious, but the further inside she went, the more complicated the terrain seemed. She followed Lady Yin around several turns and up several staircases before finally entering a room.
"Rest here. Don't worry about food and daily necessities."
After Lady Yin finished speaking, she paused and then said, "Since you're a guest, stay here well. Don't look down on the women in my Huamanlou just because it's a brothel. We're all just trying to make a living. There's no difference between high and low."
"I didn't mean—"
"Moreover, the women in my place never serve guests with their bodies. They all rely on their own real skills."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Lady Yin. She had no choice but to stop. If she said more, it would only make things more confusing.
She didn't know what Rong Xun... Why did she think of that guy again? Tang Youyou felt dizzy and quickly sat down, holding on to something.
Yeyue quickly stepped forward to check on her, but she waved him away.
"I'll be fine after a rest."