lcionline Chapter 435 Pretending to be weak
Chapter 435 Pretending to be weak
Chapter 435
Ye Yunzhou's hearing was exceptional. Through the heavy wooden door, Luo Shuiyao's rapid breathing and the subtle creaking of the wooden stool were as clear as drumbeats. The smile in his eyes faded slightly, and a calculation suddenly came to mind. While his original plan remained unchanged, he had already decided to play along.
The moment the wooden door opened, a chilly breeze, wrapped in the night dew, rushed into the room. Ye Yunzhou's night vision was quite good, so he naturally captured Luo Shuiyao's ready movement accurately, but he deliberately slowed down and let the wooden stool fall, simply tilting his head to let it hit his shoulder.
The muffled sound startled the door and trembled. Luo Shuiyao bit her lower lip and raised the broken stool leg to prepare for another attack. Suddenly, she heard a dark shadow calling out, "Yaoyao, it's me."
The familiar voice startled her fingertips so much that they went numb, and the broken stool leg froze in mid-air: "Are you... Ye Yunzhou?"
"Hiss..." An almost inaudible cry of pain escaped from his throat. The moonlight shone through the window lattice, coating Ye Yunzhou's pale face with a layer of silver frost.
Luo Shuiyao looked down, following his movements, only to see dark blood oozing from the arm she had struck. Her heart suddenly tightened, and she was momentarily panicked, thinking she had accidentally injured him. However, she maintained a stern expression, her anger hidden in her voice, "I don't know when you developed the potential to be a flower thief!"
Ye Yunzhou was about to open his mouth to explain when he heard several hurried and heavy footsteps outside the door. His expression faltered instantly, and he deliberately staggered and swayed, as if he would fall at any moment.
Luo Shuiyao subconsciously reached out to support him, but he was tall and it was difficult for her slightly weak strength to support him.
Ye Yunzhou lowered his voice, breathing heavily, "I was chasing a high-ranking criminal from the imperial court, but I was accidentally tricked. To avoid alerting the criminal, I must not let anyone know my whereabouts!"
Without Ye Yunzhou's reminder, Luo Shuiyao also keenly caught the footsteps outside the door. Startled, she immediately half-dragged and half-supported him to the bed.
Ye Yunzhou instantly sensed her intention and quietly pushed himself up, using his strength to make it easier for Luo Shuiyao to support him. He precisely controlled the force, reducing the strain caused by the size difference while avoiding arousing her suspicion by using too much force.
The inn was already cramped and the wardrobe was extremely small. Ye Yunzhou, with his body shape, definitely couldn't hide in it. Only the bed could barely cover him.
She finally settled the man down, the quilt barely covering his body, when she heard footsteps outside the door, and then with a creak, the half-open door was pushed open. Chun Xing's voice was filled with anxiety: "Miss! I just heard a lot of noise over here, are you okay?"
As he spoke, he rushed into the house.
Luo Shuiyao stood beside the bed. The open door let the candlelight from the corridor pour in. Although the room was brighter than before, only the outline of the room could be seen, and the light inside the room was still dim.
Luo Shuiyao hurried over to greet him. Thinking of Ye Yunzhou's instructions, she tried to calm down and comforted him, "It's okay, I'm fine. I just accidentally knocked over the stool while drinking water. Don't worry."
Upon hearing this, Chun Xing carefully looked at the young lady and saw that she was indeed safe and sound. She finally breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her eyes and saw the stool at her feet. Without even thinking, she believed Luo Shuiyao's words and patted her chest and said, "I was just falling asleep when I suddenly heard some noise over here. It scared me. I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay."
The guards outside had also arrived. Adhering to strict gender separation, they hadn't entered the house, but stood by with bated breath, ready to strike. Chun Xing's voice reached them, and the guards, once they had heard that it was just a false alarm, breathed a sigh of relief. One of the guards spoke up, "Miss, we're all standing guard outside. If you need anything, just let me know!"
"No need, I'm free here, you all should go back and rest." Luo Shuiyao's voice came from inside the house. The guards heard this, and since it was inconvenient for them to stay at the young lady's door for long, they all responded and gradually retreated with the sound of footsteps.
Chun Xing had no intention of leaving. She looked around and groped for a tinderbox to light the lamp. She also planned to clear the stool on the ground for Luo Shuiyao.
Luo Shuiyao didn't dare let her light the lamp and expose Ye Yunzhou's whereabouts, so she hurriedly stopped her: "You should go back and rest quickly, you still have to travel tomorrow. If you delay any longer, you may not have the energy tomorrow. It's just a small matter here, it won't be too late to deal with it tomorrow morning."
Chun Xing also felt that what Luo Shuiyao said made sense, so she stretched out her foot and kicked the stool toward the wall, fearing that it would block Luo Shuiyao's way again, but she accidentally kicked the broken leg of the stool.
She bent down and fumbled to pick up the fallen stool leg, her tone full of dissatisfaction: "The quality of the things in this inn is too poor. How can they break so easily? If the young lady sat on it, it would be very dangerous! I must talk to them tomorrow."
"Okay, why are you acting like a little housekeeper?"
Luo Shuiyao smiled helplessly and said, "This time I accidentally damaged something. It's a good thing that the store didn't ask us for compensation. How can we still cause trouble for others?"
As she spoke, she yawned again and rubbed her eyes to pretend to be sleepy. "Go back quickly. We can talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. I'm also very sleepy and need to rest quickly."
Seeing that Luo Shuiyao looked extremely sleepy, Chun Xing didn't stay any longer. However, before leaving, she still worriedly said a few more words before leaving.
After Chun Xing's footsteps faded away, Luo Shuiyao gently closed the door and bolted it again. Only then did her tense nerves relax a little.
She glanced at the door and thought to herself that the quality of the things in this inn was quite good. It was rare that the door was still intact after such a big commotion just now.
After muttering to herself, she listened carefully again. After confirming that no one was outside, she groped her way to the table and lit a candle. The dim candlelight flickered, and she held the candlestick in one hand and walked towards the bed.
In her panic, she hadn't noticed that she had completely covered Ye Yunzhou with the quilt. But after a while, the person on the bed remained motionless, the quilt firmly covering his head, without any movement.
Luo Shuiyao's heart skipped a beat. Could she have suffocated someone to death?
Thinking of this, she didn't care about anything else. She held the candlestick in one hand and climbed onto the bed without even taking off her shoes. She quickly lifted the quilt.
Ye Yunzhou, who was struck by the attack, had his eyes tightly closed, his face still pale and colorless in the candlelight, as if he had truly lost his breath. Luo Shuiyao's heart couldn't help but tremble. She slowly stretched out her fingers and tentatively felt his breath. Feeling that faint breath, her heart finally relaxed a little: Fortunately, he's not dead.
Little did he know how much suffering the person pretending to be dead under the quilt was enduring. Ye Yunzhou secretly laughed in his heart. His girl was simply too cute.
After a long sigh of relief, Luo Shuiyao stretched out the hand that had just been used to sniff Ye Yunzhou's breath, patted his cheek, and called softly, "Ye Yunzhou, are you okay? Wake up."
However, Ye Yunzhou did not move at all, as if he had fallen asleep.
Luo Shuiyao frowned and brought the candlestick closer to him, examining it carefully. In just a moment, a faint trace of blood seeped onto the bed. Holding the candlestick in one hand made it difficult to examine the wound, so she had to hang it on the bedside candle holder. Then, she tossed off her shoes and knelt beside him.