This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 288: Rubbing (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Occasionally, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the jagged mountains and wilderness would alternate between bright and dark.

In a mountain col, there was a bonfire burning under the cliff near a pond. DaoistXuanji was sitting cross-legged on a boulder. After taking rhe antidote, the poison had been cured, bur rhe medicinal strength of the Lustful Fragrance gradually increased.

The Lustful Fragrance was a potent medicine mixed with the lustful snake. Ordinary martial artists would definitely not be able to withstand it. With Daoist Xuanji’s internal energy, although she wouldn’t suffocate to the point of exploding to death, her face began ro turn red when the medicine took effect, and even her breaths were slightly hot.

The most effective solution now was to comfort herself. Bur as rhe emperor’s master and the strongest woman in rhe Jianghu, it was a bit unseemly to comfort herself after being drugged. The source of thɪs content is novelenglish.net . Fire(.)nᴇt

Seeing that no one was disturbing her in the deep mountains and ancient forests, Daoist Xuanji calmed her breathing, focused her mind, and slowly regulated her qi and blood. In her mind, she was pondering about her following plans.

Its almost July. Every year, at the beginning of autumn, Yuhu will be weak fora period of time. 1 have to return to the capital as soon as possible. I definitely won’t be able to continue chasing Northern Liang’s Thief Sage…

He haven’t seen each other for nearly a year. 1 wonder if Liren’s martial arts skills have improved. If she hasn’t been lazy, she should be at least a second-rate expert now…

Huaiyan (the empress dowager) is probably going crazy from stress and boredom. I’ll probably have to bring some gifts when I return… I should have caught the big white bird earlier…

This medicine is really powerful

Daoist Xuanji frowned. Her expression was as still as a mountain, but her breathing gradually became chaotic. Her body felt indescribable, and she really wanted ro find something to rub against.

Fortunately, there were only rocks around her that she could rub against. Her body had a reaction, but her heart was not in a mess. She could still suppress these abnormalities.

After resisting for a while, Daoist Xuanji felt that the heat was unbearable, so she slowly lay down on his side, supported the side of her face with her left hand, and held the wine gourd in her right hand. She stared at the bonfire and took a big sip. Then her eyes started to become blurred…

“Chirp chirp chirp ”

In the wilderness, a man and a bird were quickly passing through.

Ye Jingtangs night vision was far inferior to rhe bird’s. He could only rely on the sound of rain hitting the rocks and leaves to determine the path conditions. But he still wasn’t slow. Soon, he sped for dozens of kilometers and arrived at a mountain ridge.

The bird’s main task was to follow Guan Yujia. After leading Ye Jingtang to the location where the hero would save the damsel in distress, it turned around and flew toward the cave where Guan Yujia was hiding.

Ye Jingtang looked around from the mountain ridge and could see a faint fire in the col three kilometers away, but he couldn’t see too many details.

Seeing this, he sped up and headed toward the col. In just a few moments, he arrived near a stream. In the distance, he could see a bonfire burning under the cliff near the pond.

Ye Jingtang knew that the bird wanted him to save this person, but he didn’t know the exact situation. He quietly went to the vicinity of the cliff and looked through the bushes.

There was a grilled fish on a wooden stick beside the bonfire, but it had been too long, and one side was burnt. There was a very familiar sword stabbed in the stone not far away.

The woman in the snow-colored dress was lying on her side beside the sword, holding an empty wine gourd in her right hand. She shook it upside down and brought it to her mouth to catch wine. It took a long time before a drop fell.

When Ye Jingtang saw Daoist Xuanji lying in the wilderness drinking wine, he was really surprised. He sized her up carefully and felt that she didn’t seem to be in trouble, so he walked out of the bushes.

Tread, tread…

“Miss Shul er…¹¹ Ye Jingtang saw Daoist Xuanji turn around when she heard his voice. He wanted to cup his hands and greet her, but when she turned around, he knew that something was wrong.

Under the light of the fire, Daoist Xuanji, who was lying on the boulder and looking back, had a flushed face, and her forehead was covered in swear. Two buttons on her clothes had been undone…

Ye Jingtang abruptly stopped talking and quickly turned around. “Miss Shui’er, you…”

Daoist Xuanji’s eyes were blurry, looking like she was drunk. When she saw the handsome Ye Jingtang, her expression revealed a hint of surprise. She was probably wondering why she had imagined this young constable when she was lying here dreaming…

“Young Master Ye…” Daoist Xuanji stood up unsteadily and walked toward Ye Jingtang, who had his back facing her. She said drunkenly, “What a coincidence. We meet again.¹’

Ye Jingtang felt that Daoist Xuanji had drunk a little too much. He turned his head and asked, “Are you poisoned again -”

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt something tighten around his waist. Slender arms were wrapping around him.

Ye Jingtang s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly wanted to separate the hands from his waist, but he found that Daoist Xuanji’s internal energy was indeed deep. Her arms were clasping him very tightly. He couldn’t pull them off with all his strength, so he could only raise his hand and say, “Miss Shui’er, please respect yourself. 1 already said last time that I m not a casual person…”

Daoist Xuanji was drunk, and her eyes were blurry. Her cheek pressed against his shoulder as she exhaled. “It’s just a dream. What’s there to be afraid of…”

Ye Jingtang felt that Daoist Xuanji was completely drunk. He tried his best to look behind him and patted her flushed cheeks with his hand. “Miss Shui’er, wake up. You’re drunk. This isn’t a dream…”

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Daoist Xuanji’s face was patted a few times, and she looked up at Ye Jingtang.

After their eyes met for a moment, her eyes became clearer. “It’s not a dream… Then, you must be the bird that came to me just now to repay my kindness, right…”

Ye Jingtang guessed that Daoist Xuanji had been drugged with a hallucinogen, so her thoughts weren’t clear.

He took out a strong refreshing pill from behind his waist and fed it to Daoist Xuanji.

The pill melted in her mouth, and a sore and cool feeling entered her lungs.

Daoist Xuanji frowned from the soreness, and the dreamy scene in front of her eyes returned to reality…