Su Mingyu glanced obliquely at Kang Zeyan and forced a smile. "Sorry... I'm sorry I didn't let you witness my humiliation."
Su Mingyu was so cold that her whole body had gone stiff, and even her speech was a bit slurred.
Kang Zeyan sauntered over to Su Mingyu's bedside and looked down at her. "Do you want the antidote?"
"Don't." Su Mingyu enunciated these two words clearly.
He had to admit that he was a bit surprised to see her remaining so tenacious in such a state.
But he didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could withstand the effects of Qingming poison. So Kang Zeyan took out the antidote from his bosom and held it in front of Su Mingyu. "If you take this, you won't feel so uncomfortable. All you have to do is swallow it."
There was an obvious hint of temptation in Kang Zeyan's words. Su Mingyu raised an eyebrow and tried her best to meet his gaze. "Thank you... Young Master Kang, for personally bringing me the medicine."
"You won't take it?" There was little gratitude in Su Mingyu's words. Kang Zeyan looked at her, his eyes tinged with disdain. "Do you know that there were others who tried to act tough in front of me? Some of them couldn't bear it and ended up killing themselves, while others begged me for the antidote like dogs. Su Mingyu, aren't you tough? I'm eager to see how long you can hold out."
Saying so, Kang Zeyan actually pulled up a stool and sat beside Su Mingyu's bed, looking down at her haughtily.
Su Mingyu bared her teeth in a hideous smile. "Young Master Kang... finally... showed your true colors... You see, it's so tiring to keep up a pretense all the time."
Su Mingyu felt that every additional word she uttered made her throat feel parched and uncomfortable. But she still tried to wrap the quilt tightly around herself to avoid showing any signs of weakness.
"You still have the energy to talk to me. It seems the poison hasn't taken full effect yet." He was eager to see how this inexperienced girl would fight against the Qingming poison.
This time, Su Mingyu ignored him and curled up even tighter. She tried to regulate her breathing and summoned all her strength to stop herself from looking in Gu Ruobai's direction.
Her small body wrapped in the quilt was constantly trembling, and her fair and tender face was already soaked with sweat.
But she still just hugged herself tightly and didn't even glance at the antidote placed beside the bed.
"Young Master Kang..." Su Mingyu said shakily. "Anyway, I'm already in this state. Could Young Master Kang tell me why you're so against Gu Ruobai?"
"You'd better worry about yourself first." Kang Zeyan looked down at Su Mingyu with a slightly unfriendly tone. "You've been captured for about ten days, right? Gu Ruobai still hasn't found you. This is quite different from his usual efficient and decisive self. It seems losing his legs has really made him less aggressive."
Saying so, Kang Zeyan gave Su Mingyu a deep look. "I'm a bit curious. What exactly do you like about Gu Ruobai? In terms of status, he's just a useless prince now. In terms of future prospects, his legs have basically ruined his chances. "
"Someone else asked me the same question before." Su Mingyu gasped for breath. She had just felt extremely cold, but now it felt as if there was a fire burning in her abdomen.
Su Mingyu gently lifted a corner of the quilt and looked at Kang Zeyan. "He trusts me unconditionally, and I trust him the same way. He knows what I want and gives me absolute freedom. These are things that no one else can offer."
When Su Mingyu said these words, she was obviously in better condition than before. Both the coherence of her tone and the logic of her speech sounded much more normal.
Kang Zeyan was a bit incredulous. "You've recovered?"
Su Mingyu curled her lips at him. "No, but thanks to Young Master Kang, I was able to recall the little moments with Gu Ruobai, which allowed me to stay strong like this."
"I don't believe it!" Kang Zeyan knew better than anyone how powerful the Qingming poison was. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given it to Mei Qing and asked her to feed it to Su Mingyu.
But it was impossible for Su Mingyu to suppress the effects of the Qingming poison just by relying on a few memories!
Kang Zeyan looked at Su Mingyu. "Who exactly are you? How could someone who hasn't received special training withstand the Qingming poison?"
Seeing that he was getting a bit anxious, Su Mingyu gave a half - smile. "Young Master Kang, haven't you investigated my background?"
"Aren't you just the eldest legitimate daughter of the Su family? After Ye Mengdie's death, Wang Manwen took over the Su Mansion, and you've always been bullied by Wang Manwen. But what does this have to do with the current situation?" Kang Zeyan's tone was a bit unfriendly.
Su Mingyu grinned. "So it seems you don't know that Ye Mengdie already knew that Su Zhengyi had a mistress outside. To be on the safe side, Ye Mengdie fed me poison since I was a child."
"Ye Mengdie?" Kang Zeyan was stunned for a moment, then reacted. "Ye Mengdie was just a young lady. Where did she get the poison?"
Su Mingyu raised an eyebrow. "Young Master Kang, there's always someone better. There are many things you don't know. It's true that Ye Mengdie was a weak woman, but haven't you heard the saying 'a mother becomes strong for her child'?"
"Humph, what a great 'a mother becomes strong for her child'!" Kang Zeyan's face looked a bit ugly.
Su Mingyu felt as if there was a fire burning inside her, but she still tried to look normal. "There are some things that Young Master Kang may never understand."
"The effects of the Qingming poison will get worse each time it flares up. I'm eager to see how long you can last." Kang Zeyan stood up, glared at Su Mingyu with a sinister look in his eyes, and then turned to leave.
Just as he was about to step out of the room, Su Mingyu suddenly called out to him. "Wait a minute."
Kang Zeyan looked back at her. "What? Do you regret it?"
Su Mingyu picked up the antidote beside her and threw it at him forcefully. "Here, take this."
After catching the antidote, Kang Zeyan's face darkened. "Humph, Su Mingyu, you're really stubborn!"
Su Mingyu just twitched the corner of her mouth and didn't look at him anymore.
The next second, the sound of the door slamming shut echoed. Only then did Su Mingyu throw off the quilt and lie on the bed, exhaling a long breath.
Gu Ruobai gently landed beside the bed. His eyes were full of concern as he looked at Su Mingyu. "Mingyu..."
Su Mingyu put her index finger in front of her lips, making a shushing gesture. "Maybe he hasn't gone far yet."
Seeing Su Mingyu wrinkling her brows in discomfort, Gu Ruobai stepped forward and placed his hand on her pulse. His cold and clear eyes narrowed slightly. "Your breath is very unsteady."