novelaction Chapter 438 Downfall
Chapter 438 Downfall
Chapter 438
Realizing that she was in a bad mood, Luo Shuiyao lowered her head and sorted out her emotions for a while before nodding in response: "In that case, get up and leave quickly before anyone notices."
Seeing her regain her composure, Ye Yunzhou didn't find it strange. But if she left so easily, what was the point of all the trouble?
But Luo Shuiyao was a person who always took kindly to soft tactics. Ye Yunzhou naturally wouldn't force a fight. Upon hearing this, he slowly stood up, though his movements were quite difficult. "It's time for me to leave."
His voice was weak, and every word he said seemed to take all his strength. Beads of sweat appeared on his pale face.
Luo Shuiyao frowned as she looked at him. He was injured on one side, his arm hanging limply at his side. He could only use one hand to support himself as he struggled to stand. He looked extremely embarrassed. Her heart tightened inexplicably, and she bit her lip. Finally, she quickly stepped forward and reached out to hold his shoulder: "I'll help you."
Ye Yunzhou leaned towards her, his warm breath brushing against her ears, but he said, "Don't worry about me, I can do it."
Seeing him so embarrassed and still stubborn, Luo Shuiyao's expression instantly turned cold: "Don't be so stubborn."
Without a word, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, placing most of his weight on her. Ye Yunzhou lowered his eyes to look at her tense profile, a soft laugh escaping his throat, but a muffled groan escaped from the pain in his wound.
Luo Shuiyao finally managed to help him to the bedside with great effort. Just as she was about to let go, she heard a chuckle from the side. She was immediately embarrassed and annoyed. She turned around and glared at him fiercely: "I'm helping you, and you're laughing at me!"
Ye Yunzhou hurriedly shook his head, a trace of blood flushed on his pale face, and hurriedly explained: "No, I'm just happy. Happy that you still care about me."
These words made Luo Shuiyao's breathing stop. Just as she was about to retort, she saw that Ye Yunzhou seemed to have lost his balance and suddenly staggered forward, hitting his injured arm heavily on the edge of the bed.
Amidst a muffled groan, freshly seeped blood trickled down the bedpost, leaving dark red marks on the blue bricks. "You..." Luo Shuiyao's rebuke was stuck in her throat. Her eyes swept across his sweat-stained forehead, and she ultimately reached out to support his back.
Luo Shuiyao helped him up again, and although her movements were a bit impatient, they were also very cautious.
Ye Yunzhou looked up at her, seeing her cheeks slightly flushed from exertion. A ripple of emotion welled up in his heart, and his tone was filled with heartache: "Are you tired? I'm sorry, my injury... maybe it's from losing too much blood, my legs are a little weak. Don't worry about me, wait for me to recover and then I'll leave."
Luo Shuiyao ignored his refusal, lowered her eyes to look at the handkerchief on his arm that was already soaked with blood, then sat back down beside him and gently placed his arm on her leg.
With trembling fingertips, she untied the handkerchief on the wound. As she expected, the wound that had been healed was completely torn apart after this ordeal, and scarlet blood continued to seep out.
She frowned, and an indescribable emotion surged in her chest, not knowing whether it was anger or something else.
Silently, she cleaned the blood around the wound, then grabbed the medicine bottle and poured the hemostatic powder heavily onto the wound. Perhaps because she was holding her breath, her movements were much more aggressive than usual.
The intense pain caused Ye Yunzhou's arm to twitch uncontrollably, and cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.
Seeing this, Luo Shuiyao didn't even raise her eyelids. She tore off the corner of her skirt and re-bandaged his wound neatly.
After the bandages were wrapped layer by layer, she finally looked up at Ye Yunzhou. Her eyes swept across the corners of his lips, which were white with pain. Her tone was as cold as ice: "The wound that finally healed has been torn open again by you. What's the matter? Do you think you're too old?"
Unexpectedly, Ye Yunzhou leaned against the bedpost. Although his face looked pale and ugly due to blood loss, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "If I had known that Yaoyao would be so soft-hearted, I should have been injured earlier."
These words came from the heart. Ye Yi's face, looking like he was about to be slapped, flashed through his mind—this time, he'd actually come up with a good idea. Those "torture tactics" rhetoric seemed to have truly come true. Isn't it just that "girls are soft-hearted"? If Luo Shuiyao truly didn't care, why would she be so angry about his open wound?
Luo Shuiyao's hand, which had just been bandaged, suddenly tightened, and her fingertips just happened to pinch the wound he had just bandaged.
Ye Yunzhou groaned, cold sweat instantly soaking his back, but she sneered and let go of his hand: "It hurts? If you know it hurts, don't be stupid next time."
Ye Yunzhou looked at her red eyes and her deliberately cold expression. Something in his heart softened, and he suddenly laughed out loud, unaware of the blood oozing from his wound. "Since Yaoyao cares about me, I'll be more careful next time."
His eyes were blazing, with a hint of cunning triumph.
Luo Shuiyao's face froze at his words. Without even considering what he meant by "Be more careful next time," she abruptly let go of his hand and took two steps back. Looking at Ye Yunzhou leaning against the headboard, still smiling, she felt annoyed and confused. When had this man become so smooth-talking, his face as thick as a city wall?
She instinctively wanted to retort, "Who cares about you?", but she swallowed the words back when they reached her lips. If they really argued, it would seem like they were just flirting. This thought flashed through Luo Shuiyao's ears, and she turned her face away, unwilling to look at him again, and only snorted coldly: "Slippery!"
Ye Yunzhou chuckled, but he also knew when to quit, fearing that he would really anger Luo Shuiyao, so he stopped teasing her and said seriously, "You can see that I'm injured now, so it's really inconvenient for me to act alone. And if those guys find me like this, I'm afraid they will take the opportunity to besiege me. Yaoyao, are you willing to help me?"
Luo Shuiyao's mind was in turmoil. She knew that Ye Yunzhou would be in great danger if he left now, but she couldn't just push him out because of the kindness the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion had shown her. But if she wanted to keep him by her side, she couldn't think of a suitable reason.
She subconsciously clenched her fingers, her eyes fixed on his pale face and the blood-soaked bandage. Finally, she spoke, "How do you want me to help you?"
Ye Yunzhou was slightly startled, having truly not expected Luo Shuiyao to agree so readily. His brow, originally furrowed by the pain from his wound, relaxed slightly, and a subtle flicker of emotion flashed across his eyes. He struggled to hold onto the edge of the bed and slowly stood up, not letting on even the slightest bit of pain from the pain he felt from the wound.
If this self-torture trick is used too often, it might really make people bored.
He whispered, "Now that the group knows I've been separated from my men and am seriously injured, I'm all alone. If I show up now, I'll surely arouse their suspicion. If you keep me with you and disguise me, they'll surely let down their guard when they come to investigate. Once my wounds have healed, I'll leave. Is that okay with you?"
Luo Shuiyao frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she looked up at him: "You know, keeping you by my side is risky for me. But seeing how miserable you are now, I will keep you for now. Don't cause trouble for me again, otherwise, I won't care about your injuries."
Ye Yunzhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a weak but grateful smile: "Thank you, Yaoyao, I will definitely not cause you any trouble."
"Let's put this on hold for now. The most urgent matter is to find an excuse to keep you by my side without arousing suspicion."
Luo Shuiyao frowned, her fingertips unconsciously clenching the corner of the table. "You also know that everyone around me knows these people. If you can't come up with a good idea, even if I want to keep you, I can't do anything."
Ye Yunzhou thought for a moment, then suddenly caught sight of the medicine jar beside the bed. A glint flashed in his eyes. "How about you just say you found me on the street and helped me out of pity? Then, out of gratitude for saving my life, I'll stay by your side. How about that?"
He deliberately lowered his voice, coughed twice, and reached out to tug at his messy collar to make himself look even more embarrassed. "A down-and-out person asking for shelter is both reasonable and won't arouse suspicion."