Chapter 121: Problems Arise at Night
Song Wuyou's complexion was pale but her skin was smooth and fair. Observing her, there was a translucent quality to her fairness, yet it carried a peculiar charm of vulnerability when one was sick. Recalling the recent injuries from her car crash and then being thrown from horseback before she recovered fully, Gu Yanhao's heart ached deeply for her.
He placed the food on the bedside drawer and pulled out a chair. Sitting down, he continued to stare at her without blinking. The pale face was devoid of any powder or makeup, yet it looked more beautiful than ever. He stared for a long time, and it hit Gu Yanhao that Song Wuyou was the most beautiful woman he had seen in his life so far.
In the past, he never had to chance to really look at her true face. One, her thick makeup. Inch thick powder and clashing colors made her ugly. Second, it was him that didn't pay attention to her. Every time he saw her thickly made up face, he would turn away feeling nauseated. Nowadays, she no longer put on that horrid makeup and she looked way better than she did in those days. Obviously, her own face was much better than anyone else's, so why did she go and do unnecessary things that caused others to dislike her, looking neither like a human nor a banshee? Painting makeup on such a beautiful face was a blasphemy and a waste. Gu Yanhao's hand reached out, wanting to touch her face, but mere centimeters before he was about to feel her skin, his movement stopped.
His hand froze midair. Eye stared straight at Song Wuyou's eyes with a hint of awkward embarrassment. A few silent seconds ticked by, Gu Yanhao finally withdrew his hand inconspicuously. The instant his hand left, Song Wuyou's eyes snapped open.
"When did you come back?"
Having the shadow of a large man in her room the moment she opened her eyes, a trace of vigilance and wariness flickered in Song Wuyou's bright eyes.
"Just now."
Gu Yanhao grabbed the food container, his voice somewhat low, "Hungry? I bought some porridge back for you."
Song Wuyou looked at him with rounded shocked eyes upon hearing his words.
He, the Young Master of Gu Family? Take away? Noble status, branded clothes – while carrying a take away bag... What kind of scene was that? The rate of heads turning must have exploded, right?
"What kind of porridge?" Song Wuyou asked. In fact, she was feeling a little hungry. After Gu Yanhao and Mu Gu left, the doctor came in to give her a check-up, allowing her to eat some simple food which got her thinking of ordering delivery.
"Millet gruel. It's very good." Gu Yanhao easily lifted Song Wuyou up with one arm.
Millet gruel. Song Wuyou liked millet gruel very much in her past life.
"You want to feed me again?" Song Wuyou's observed Gu Yanhao through her lashes.
Gu Yanhao cocked an eyebrow up with a playful curve on his lips, "Can't I?"
"I can do it myself." Song Wuyou was unable to adapt to his sudden niceties towards her.
"How are you going to do it?" Gu Yanhao asked with interest while sweeping a glance at her hard arm cast.
Following his gaze, Song Wuyou looked at her own injured left arm. Sigh, when will this arm get better?
Hearing no further complaints from her, Gu Yanhao had a satisfied smirk on his face that looked like a charming smile.
"Mu Gu went back?" Song Wuyou asked.
"En." A simple grunt as an answer. Scooping out a small spoonful of gruel, Gu Yanhao blew on it before sending it to Song Wuyou's mouth.
Song Wuyou opened her mouth and the spoon of millet gruel entered, filling her tastebuds with the mild fragrance.
"It's delicious." Soong Wuyou smiled happily.
"Then finish it."
Song Wuyou glanced at the bowl in Gu Yanhao's hand. Not big, but it was nearly filled to the brim, however finishing it was not a problem.
The millet gruel was really tasty, and on top of that Song Wuyou was hungry. Before long, everything was gone.
After taking care of her meal, Gu Yanhao did not leave just stayed in the room accompanying her. When she sleeps, he slept. When she watched television, he would stay at her side.
In the blink of an eye, night arrived. Heihei, the night was where problems would arise.
Chapter 122: I Can Smell the Sweat Coming from Your Body
Song Wuyou wanted to bathe but her left arm posed a problem. After a series of activitiesㅡarchery, ridingㅡperspiration made her body smell. Then, getting injured, arriving in the hospital, all of these took place and until now she hadn't had the chance to wash herself. She herself could smell the sweaty odor coming from her body. It was already late, so Song Wuyou decided to sleep after a quick wash.
When Gu Yanhao found out she wanted to shower, he insisted on helping her.
What? Help her wash? Song Wuyou rejected the idea on the spot! She was Imperial Consort Song, how could she allow a man to help her bathe? Err, she forgot. Now, she's no longer Imperial Consort Song, but Gu Yanhao's wife.
Gu Yanhao placed a clean set of hospital garb in the personal bathroom, returned and stood straight as an arrow at her bedside, looking down with a fake smile plastered on his face. "I'll carry you inside." He offered in a low voice.
"I'm not washing anymore!" Fine, she would endure feeling uncomfortable. During the warring times, not to say two nights, not washing for seven days was very common.
"I can smell the sweat coming from your body, you can't smell yourself?" Gu Yanhao taunted.
"What person would complain that their wife smelled?" Song Wuyou snapped.
"Don't go putting on an act. I could see the strong desire to bathe shining from your eyes." Gu Yanhao bent down, wanting to carry her.
Song Wuyou was startled, glowering angrily at him, "What are you doing?"
Her intense refusal flabbergasted Gu Yanhao. Dark phoenix eyes stared deeply at her, and his voice grew heavy, "Carrying you to the bathroom."
"I've already say no need!" Thinking of such a scene, Song Wuyou could not stop herself from blushing.
Gu Yanhao was losing patience, "It's not up to you."
His long arm slid beneath her body, easily picking her up from the bed.
"Gu Yanhao!" Song Wuyou wanted to curse.
"Song Wuyou, didn't you tried many methods to strip in front of me, there's a chance now so you should cherish it, am I right?" Gu Yanhao's lips curved up in a slight ridicule smile.
He was laughing at her, also laughing at himself. When she tried every method to strip in front of him, he didn't care. Now that he wanted her to strip in front of him, she was the one that didn't care to do so. It was indeed as Mu Gu said, the feng shui had changed directions.
His words were like needles poking into her flesh, upset her.
She shot him a cold look, "My hand is injured, not my legs. I can walk myself. Also, can you not dig up thing past things as and when you like? It only served to make you appear narrow-minded."
Gu Yanhao's head bent down to look at her, and continued to walk to the bathroom. Inside, he put her down.
"You go out, I can manage!" Song Wuyou resisted.
"You really can?" that mocking smile again.
"Can!"
"How are you going to take off your clothes?" He looked at her.
"I have my way." Song Wuyou insisted. What kind of wounds she hasn't experienced in the war?
Gu Yanhao seriously looked at her, "You really don't need my help?"
"Don't need it!" Song Wuyou glared at him angrily, "How many times do you want me to say it? I said I can handle this myself so get out!"
Gu Yanhao caught the slight disgust and hate from her eyes, and his heart sank, as did his eyes darkened. "Okay, I'll just be outside. Call me if you need anything." After a moment of silence, Gu Yanhao relented softly.
Before his foot even took the last step out, it was as if Song Wuyou was afraid he would go back on his words, quickly shut the door and turned the lock.
Catching the sound of the lock, Gu Yanhao's action froze. Where Song Wuyou could not see, his eyes dimmed with sadness.
Chapter 123: Imperial Consort Song
She was refusing him. The eyes she gazed at him with were no longer the same drowning pools of obsession, but plain old indifference. He could've overpowered her with dominance, forcefully bathing her but he was afraid it would only make her hate him more.
Gu Yanhao returned to the chair and sat down, in deep thought as he stared at the locked bathroom door. Ah De walked in at this time. Sensing a new presence, Gu Yanhao's eyes turned sharp and cold as he looked over.
"Young Master," Ah De hurried to Gu Yanhao's side.
"Speak."
"I managed to get my hands on Mrs. Jier's hair." Pitiful Ah De had followed Mrs. Jier for an entire day and night. It was only when she went to the hair salon to have her hair cut that Ah De managed to 'wrestle' sample of her hair from the there.
Gu Yanhao's cold eyes shifted onto the pillow Song Wuyou had slept on earlier. On the surface, a few hairs were left behind. His hands reached out, picking up two strands of hair and passing them to Ah De. His expression was frostier than the cold winter: "Get it to me the in the shortest time."
Ah De received the strands of hair, carefully placing them into a small transparent plastic bag.
"Young Master, I found out who Dongfang Xuan is." A small strange light flickered past Ah De's eyes.
Sharp light gleamed in Gu Yanhao's eyes: "Speak!"
"It's X Dynasty Emperor's pet name. This information is almost buried away."
Hearing Ah De's words, Gu Yanhao stared at him coldly, "I want you to investigate present day Dongfang Xuan's, not the ancient Dongfang Xuan," Furthermore, not someone who has been dead more than thirty thousand years.
Ah De persisted with an aggrieved expression, "I've already checked, there's no one named Dongfang Xuan in the modern day."
"Continue to investigate!"
Ah De nodded: "Yes."
As an afterthought, Gu Yanhao instructed, "Prepare a detailed report on the X Dynasty's Emperor for me."
"Yes."
After Ah De left, Gu Yanhao's eyes narrowed in the bathroom's direction.
From the bathroom came sounds of water running down the shower, proving the person inside was already taking a shower.
After a few moments, the mobile he placed on the nightstand rang. Gu Yanhao's eyebrow rounded up as he checked the screen. It was a text message from Ah De.
Opening the message, he found information on X Dynasty's Emperor. Hence, Gu Yanhao started reading. Slowly, seriously, word by word he read. This information, when compared to the information that came out from the auctioneer's mouth about Imperial Consort Song held discrepancies.
In the information Ah De gave, X Dynasty's Empress was not Imperial Consort Song. She was bestowed the title posthumously. Even Gu Yanhao didn't know how he finished reading the entire dossier, because truth be told, he had not an iota of interest in history. He had the brains for business, but he was far from all-knowing when it came to history.
After reading what was written, Gu Yanhao was suddenly very interested in this X Dynasty. This was a very detailed report of the Emperor, from the warring period and after. What made Gu Yanhao interested was the fact that beside the Emperor was Imperial Consort Song that fought with him through it all. This woman was someone who didn't conform to the ancient rules, shedding the restrictions placed on women in that era and making numerous meritorious contributions.
After he finished reading the information, Gu Yanhao stared dazedly at his mobile screen. Ah De had checked for so long, and the result was this singular Dongfang Xuan. Gu Yanhao thought of the sentence Song Wuyou said before she fainted, and it made his frown deepened. Who was the Dongfang Xuan in her mouth? The assassin that killed the previous President? Or the person who harmed the singer, Yang Xiaolan? No matter who it was, with Ah De's capability, finding out was not beyond the realms of possibility...
Suddenly, the sounds of water coming from the bathroom stopped.
Gu Yanhao raised his lids; the person inside was done.
He had decided. They would have a nice chat once Song Wuyou comes out.
Chapter 124: Gu Yanhao, You Rogue!
Five minutes later and the person inside still hadn't walked out. Gu Yanhao's eyebrow arched up: How long does it take to put on two pieces of clothing?
Err, Gu Yanhao nearly forgot, her arm was injured. Recalling this, Gu Yanhao exposed a charming smile as the corner of his lips tilted slightly. He rose and strolled to the bathroom door, raising his hand to knock lightly on the door.
Inside the bathroom, Song Wuyou, in a flustered manner, quickly asked, "What?"
"How long does it take you to have a shower? Gu Yanhao's low, rich voice came from the other side of the door.
"I'm already done!" Due to haste, Song Wuyou blurted out honestly words that she didn't necessarily want to reveal.
"If you're already done, why haven't you come out?"
"Squatting toilet!"
Fine, let her squat in peace but does she need that long?
Another five minutes passed, yet Song Wuyou hadn't emerged from the bathroom. Gu Yanhao once again knocked on the bathroom door. "Song Wuyou, if you don't come out soon, I'll break the door and go in."
"Gu Yanhao, you're so hateful!" Song Wuyou on the other side wasn't even near the squatting toilet. The problem was that she couldn't put her bra on.
"If you don't come out, I will break in and do things that are even more hateful." The corner of Gu Yanhao' lips rose as he patiently 'guarded' on the other side of the door.
"Go call a nurse for me." Song Wuyou felt like crying a river of tears.
Gu Yanhao became nervous upon hearing that. He wrinkled his brows as he asked: "What is it?"
"Don't ask so many questions, just go call a nurse for me, preferably a female nurse."
"This hospital only has female nurses." Gu Yanhao stated. When Song Wuyou made such a specific request, Gu Yanhao guessed what was up. The sound of water had stopped so long but she wasn't coming out? It must be because she couldn't put on clothes by herself.
"Quickly go call for me!"
"Okay." The bewitching smile returned to Gu Yanhao's face. Coincidentally, a nurse walked in to check on the patient. Gu Yanhao curled his index finger at that nurse. The nurse took in Gu Yanhao's perfect smile and his cool appearance, and her face became red as she walked over.
"Someone's looking for you inside." Gu Yanhao said while pointing a finger at the bathroom door. The nurse was in a cloud of confusion. Someone was looking for her inside there?
Gu Yanhao knocked on the door, announcing: "Song Wuyou, the nurse is here!"
Song Wuyou didn't believe him, "You're lying, how can it be so quick."
Hearing Song Wuyou's voice, the nurse smiled sweetly and asked with a concerned voice, "Miss Song, do you need my help?" Hearing that there really was a nurse, she quickly opened the door with a clank.
However, the moment the door opened, Gu Yanhao's tall silhouette would slip in.
"You can get back to your work." Gu Yanhao said to the nurse before closing the door .
"Gu Yanhao, you rogue!" Seeing that the person entering was Gu Yanhao, Song Wuyou quickly grabbed the clothes hanging on the rack to cover her breasts.
Gu Yanhao blocked the entire doorway, watching Song Wuyou with interest, asking on purpose, "Can you put on clothes by yourself?"
She'd managed to put on the pants. Song Wuyou turned red from embarrassment, "Get out!"
"Can you do it yourself if I go out?" Gu Yanhao observed her with a funny expression.
Song Wuyou looked at him with cold indifference to cover her awkwardness, "Send the nurse in and I can get dressed."
"Why can't I do what the nurse was going to do?" Gu Yanhao found the situation ludicrous.
"You're a man."
"I'm your husband. Your body, only I can see it. The nurse is not qualified." Every curve on her body was perfect. Gu Yanhao only managed a quick glimpse, but it was enough to make him go slightly weak.
His words made Song Wuyou burn even redder. Glaring at Gu Yanhao, she snapped, "I'll do it myself!"
"If you could do it yourself, then you wouldn't have locked yourself in here for so long."
So embarrassing.
"I'll help you." With fluid actions, Gu Yanhao picked up the brassiere hanging on the rack while his other hand removed Song Wuyou's hand that was pressing against her chest. With her hand pulled away, a gust of cold air brushed against her skin. Two cute, full, soft bosoms shook a little, just like this, exposed before Gu Yanhao in all its glory.
Song Wuyou's face was burning red from embarrassment, wishing she could just drill into a hole.
Gu Yanhao looked down. Seeing her proud peaks, his pupils darkened and his throat tightened as he swallowed. An electric shock ran up his spine.
Song Wuyou glared at him, giving him that look as if she wanted to swallow him whole. "What are you looking at? Quickly help me." Song Wuyou turned her body around.
Gu Yanhao regained his senses and looked away, teasing, "Didn't know your body was so mesmerizing."
"I'm cold." Song Wuyou stated coldly.
Gu Yanhao replied happily, "Too bad. I feel hot." Though his mouth was taking advantage, his hands moved agilely as he helped her with the bra.
When the man's warm hands slid across her skin, Song Wuyou stiffened nervously. With her left arm in a hard cast, it made it hard for her to ease her breasts into the bra. Gu Yanhao leaned closer as he gently raised her casted left arm, his movements soft and gentle as he put the bra on her. When the skin of his palm brushed against her breasts, Song Wuyou shivered involuntarily. Her head snapped around and she glared at him.
"Don't be so nervous. I'm just helping you put on your bra and I won't do anything else." Gu Yanho flashed her a seductive smile, yet his voice was low and throaty, and his eyes unconsciously swept over her breasts many times over. His throat felt dry, and hot blood surged to his... brain.
Song Wuyou was speechless. Did he want to do something else, too? The situation only made Song Wuyou turn redder from burning shame. She raised her eyes and saw Gu Yanhao staring at her, and her heart raced, beating loudly.
A shiver ran down her spine to her toes when their skin came in contact. There was an inexplicable feeling rising inside of her that she was unable to resist.
"Nice shape. You've developed well," he commented while cupping her breasts into the bra.
"Ah!"
Her sudden moan, in Gu Yanhao's ears, was like the call of a siren. His lower abdomen tightened, causing him to nearly lose his self-control and to take her there and then in the bathroom. His pupils darkened, turning a rich obsidian whirlpool of black.
Song Wuyou wanted to scold him for being shameless, but when she met with the thick dark desire swirling in the depth of his eyes, her words became stuck in her throat. It was as if his eyes contained a spell; the longer one looked into them, the more one was unable to break free.
Song Wuyou suddenly bent her head, her eyes focused on his chest instead. Pursing her lips, shyness turned to annoyance and anger, "Quickly put it on and be done with it!"
Didn't he say he would only help her put it on and do nothing else? Truly, a man's word cannot be trusted! Gu Yanhao was like this, Dongfang Xuan was one too.
"The way you look now is very lovely." Finishing his task, Gu Yanhao pinched her red rosy cheeks.
Suppressing the comfortable feeling, Song Wuyou glowered at him, "This is the first time you've said I'm 'lovely'. You usually use 'annoying' to describe me."
This remark made Gu Yanhao's eyes turn a shade darker that was sharp, but his answer was shameless nonetheless: "Did I? I don't remember."
Chapter 125: You Cannot Do Intense Exercise As Yet
"That's how men are, always forgetting what they have said," Song Wuyou said with obvious contempt in her voice.
Gu Yanhao fixed her blouse before putting it on her. "Done," Gu Yanhao announced with a calm face. The frustrated desire look on his face swiftly vanished without a trace.
Song Wuyou turned around, wanting to go out but Gu Yanhao pulled her back, saying, "I'll carry you."
Song Wuyou was irritated, "It's just a few steps. I'm not an old lady."
"The doctor said you cannot do intense exercise."
"I'll walk slowly, that is not intense exercise." Song Wuyou felt powerless against his reasons. She turned back, shot Gu Yanhao an indifferent look, raised her feet and walked out.
Gu Yanhao watched her back, feeling somewhat wronged. This woman...
Song Wuyou dried her hair and then climbed into bed. The entire time, Gu Yanhao sat on the chair next to the bed, watching her with a dark expression. From coming out of the bathroom, 'til she dried hair thoroughly, 'til she climbed to bed, this woman never once open her mouth to talk to him. Gu Yanhao observed her; did she really give up on him?
Song Wuyou laid on the bed to rest but there wasn't an ounce of drowsiness. She stared blankly at the ceiling, looking bored.
"Can't sleep?" Gu Yanhao asked.
"En," was Song Wuyou's simple answer.
"Song Wuyou, let us chat a little," Gu Yanhao suggested as he crossed one long leg over the other.
Song Wuyou turned to the side with a baffled expression, "Talk about what?"
"I told Ah De to check on this Dongfang Xuan person." Gu Yanhao began, his eyes focused on her face, not missing even a minuscule reaction.
Song Wuyou's heart tightened within. On the surface, however, her expression remained the same, "Oh."
Gu Yanhao's eyebrow went up, "You're not curious about the result?"
Without really looking at him, Song Wuyou asked, "How was it? Did you find the person?"
"Dongfang Xuan, X Dynasty's Emperor."
Song Wuyou's mind hummed with dizziness. Although she did her best to control her facial expressions in front of Gu Yanhao, when her pupils shrunk noticeably after hearing Dongfang Xuan's name, she was still caught by him.
Watching her unusual reaction, Gu Yanhao's eyes sank. Could it really be that she...
"This result is really beyond expectation," Song Wuyou said calmly with a faint smile.
"Right, that means there's no one called Dongfang Xuan here in the modern day?" Gu Yanhao sounded slightly depressed, however, inwardly, a surging tide was crashing in his heart.
"Maybe because this name doesn't sound nice." Song Wuyou pursed her lips.
Gu Yanhao played along, agreeing with her, "Yes, this really doesn't sound nice. Those who are surnamed Dongfang are small in number."
Song Wuyou's manner remained taciturn.
"Song Wuyou, before you fainted, you said something to me," Gu Yanhao continued looking at Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou was surprised, "What did I say?"
"Dongfang Xuan, I beg you not to execute my nine familial connections."
Song Wuyou's pupils shrunk.
Gu Yanhao's lips curved into a sarcastic smile, "I've checked. There are no games online with a character named Dongfang Xuan."
Song Wuyou blinked, looking at him. What is he trying to tell her?
"So tell me the name of the online games that you usually play."
A stab of guilt hit Song Wuyou: "I play many different games."
"Really?" Gu Yanhao pursued, a mysterious smile hanging on his lips.
"I'm very sleepy. Don't disturb me, I want to sleep quietly." With a turn of her body, Song Wuyou faced the other side.
On the other side, Song Wuyou frowned slightly; he's already suspicious?
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Translator: Woodear Editor: Ocelot