Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 817 Unknown Netherworld

The roses are proudly blooming into spirals. Their colors are peculiar, and they don't seem to be cultivated by ordinary cultivation methods. The red and white roses are mixed with lavender, blue, and even black...

"This courtyard is inlaid with splendid life." Xiahou Lingche picked a rose from the side, and naturally put it on Nan Surou's bun, "Under the witness of the rose, let's really reminisce about the old days... "

The brilliant and dazzling brilliance came and went one after another, Nan Surou stood still in a daze.

Unknowingly, time passed by every minute and every second.

Immediately afterwards, when Nan Surou came back to her senses, the scene had changed, and what caught the eye was a gurgling hot spring.

Strong fingers grabbed her shoulders suddenly.

Nan Surou felt something like cold water rushing from her shoulders to her brain, and when she regained her composure, she realized that she was drenched and a chill swept her whole body.

Nan Surou turned to Xiahou Lingche, who was at the side, and said in astonishment: "What's going on? Why are you in the bathroom? My clothes are all wet, so I'll catch the wind and cold. How can I be a bride and enter the Prime Minister's house tomorrow?"

"Enough, don't talk." Xiahou Lingche reached out and clasped her slender chin.

Xiahou Lingche's warm and slender fingers moved along Nan Surou's chin and moved to her chest, "It's gone through, you just got up, there was a stove burning in the room, you didn't wear thick clothes, just followed When I came to Xiangfu, my clothes were soaked in moisture on the way, if I don’t change this outfit, I will definitely catch a cold.”

Xiahou Lingche said with a blank expression, but started to untie her clothes with his hand.

Nan Surou stretched out her hand to block it, "No, you did it on purpose, right? This is what you mean by reminiscing about the old days? You said you can't touch me until my mark is lifted."

"That's why I want to relieve you." Xiahou Lingche patted Nan Surou's hand away and continued with the previous action.

Nan Surou originally felt cold all over her body, but now she felt even more piercingly cold, especially a feeling of top-heavy attacking her whole body, and she couldn't use her strength. This feeling of helplessness has been bothering her since the day before yesterday Looking at her, what happened?
When Nan Surou felt strange all over, she saw Xiahou Lingche kissing her forehead lightly, and his hands were undressing her.

Isn't this behavior the same as Yunai's?
Nan Surou said coldly: "Are you asking me to come to Xiangfu just to do such a thing?"

"I've been holding back for a long time, you're always refusing to admit what you think in your heart." Xiahou Lingche kissed her ear.

"That's just your wishful thinking, don't force it on me, you beast!" Nan Surou said angrily.

"Yes, I am a hungry beast, I want to eat you." Xiahou Lingche responded vaguely.

Nan Surou pushed him away hard, but she felt weak all over, and she felt dizzy, which is not normal at all.

Xiahou Lingche also noticed her abnormality, and asked aloud, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm... so cold..." Nan Surou's legs softened and she sat on the ground. She felt chills all over her body, and the cold pierced her bones. What's going on...

Xiahou Lingche narrowed his eyes slightly, "You feel very cold, but when I touched you just now, I felt your whole body was hot...you..."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Surou fell down limply.

Xiahou Lingche called her name in a low voice, but found that she didn't show any signs of waking up... He suddenly widened his eyes, and whispered: "Oops——"

When Nan Surou woke up again, all she saw was a blood-red curtain. She felt that the surroundings were extremely strange. Although her whole body was sore and limp, she sat up suddenly.

A glamorous girl with a maid's bun was lighting the lamp, but when she saw Nan Surou get up, she hurried over, "Miss, you can't force yourself to get up, you are still ill..."

Nan Surou couldn't lift her spirits up, so she could only let the servant girl push her back on the couch. She covered her head and murmured: "My head hurts... Where is this place?"

"I heard that Miss passed out next to the hot spring." The little maid blinked her big eyes with an innocent face.

That's right, she was lured to the hot spring by Xiahou Lingche, and passed out there...

"It's the first time I've seen the Prime Minister look like that." The little maid looked up at the ceiling with a shy and happy expression on her face.

Nan Surou frowned, "What does it look like?"

"He hugged Miss, broke in through the main entrance, and begged the master to save you, ah~ If this slave girl was ten years younger..." The little maid held her face in her hands and closed her eyes, imagining.

When Nan Surou heard her words, she couldn't help frowning. The girl in front of her looked like she was only 15 years old, but when she mentioned Xiahou Lingche, she actually said that she wished she was ten years younger. Could it be that she had to be ten years younger to be able to do so? Commander Xiahou Lingche, what is her real age?
When Nan Surou was still thinking wildly, she only heard the little maid say in a tone that didn't belong to her: "Please save her, oops~ That pleading voice is really rare."

How can it be?

Nan Surou cursed in her heart, that Xiahou Lingche couldn't do such a thing!

"Where is Xiahou Lingche?" Nan Surou asked.

"He, did you go to court early?" The little maid chuckled lightly, "You are still very weak, servant girl go and serve you a bowl of porridge, wait a moment."

Nan Surou stared at the leaving back of the little maid, got up quietly, looked around, put on a fox fur cloak she saw, and opened the door lightly.

When she went out, the little girl had already disappeared.

The scenery outside is so strange, but Nan Surou can feel a faint fragrance of roses from the bright air.

Now there is a silver frost outside, and the lanterns are flickering in the corridor.

It turned out that before she knew it, it had already fallen into the night, and she had been lying down for a whole day...

Seeing that it was already such a time outside, Nan Surou inexplicably remembered that the maid just said that Xiahou Lingche had gone to court early... It's late at night, so why go early?
Look at the moonlight, it's not dawn either.

That girl is lying!

Nan Surou's complexion became gloomy, and she followed the faint scent to find it.

This is a silent and dark mansion, full of coldness and darkness.

The aroma from near and far guides Nan Surou towards an unknown territory.

Before she knew it, Nan Surou had been walking for quite a while.

Not far away, the voices of two people began to be heard, the voices of a man and a woman.

"I'll keep this from Eric."

When Nan Surou heard this voice, her heart skipped a beat. This voice was that of the little maid just now, but it didn't sound as innocent as before, but instead had some old-fashioned meaning.

(End of this chapter)