PNB Chapter 247: Infatuation
Chapter 247: Infatuation
In the afternoon, Bei Ji was shirtless, half-sitting on the bed with a gloomy expression.
Every touch from the woman behind him seemed to stir up the suppressed emotions in his heart.
"The people who stole the corpse are Baili Moyan's men, right?" Shu He spoke softly, as if afraid of alarming something.
Bei Ji's eyes flickered slightly and he nodded, "Judging from their martial arts and attire, they are very similar to the assassins who came to assassinate last night."
Shu He nodded, her guess was indeed correct.
In Beisha City, there are only a handful of people who can hurt Beiji; and Zhu Zifeng's men can't do it at all, unless the princess's royal guards come together!
But the princess should be too lazy to care about Zhu Zifeng now, right?
After all, that free clinic had already upset her enough! Baili Moqing said that the idea of this free clinic was proposed by Zhu Zifeng.
Combined with what Princess Eleven said today, it is self-evident who the person who stole the corpse is.
Baili Moyan is so arrogant! He carries out assassinations one after another. Does he really think that no one in Beisha City can deal with him?
"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"
A smile appeared on Beiji's face. It was the first time he heard a woman say that she wanted to avenge him.
She is always like this, kind and warm, making people want to get close to her.
"Someday, I'll make some scar removal medicine and apply it on your scars every day."
Even if it cannot be completely eliminated, it will no longer be as hideous as it is now.
After hearing this, Beiji suddenly became nervous and asked with his eyes downcast, "They are ugly, aren't they?"
Shu He didn't say anything because it was really ugly.
Each scar was as thick as a finger, crisscrossing each other. Even though it was not the first time she saw it, it still felt shocking.
He couldn't wait for her answer and subconsciously pulled up his clothes, not wanting her to see anymore.
His body is not worthy of her...
"What are you doing? The wound hasn't been treated yet!"
Her palm passed through his clothes and covered his thin waist, trying to stop him from pulling the clothes. But the moment their skin touched, the scorching heat made them both startled.
His handsome face was so red that it seemed to be dripping with blood.
He loosened his grip, and his clothes immediately slipped from his arms, revealing his slightly red body.
For some reason, looking at the rosy white skin, a hint of shyness flashed across Shu He's face.
She secretly glanced at his profile, it was so handsome!
It seems like it wouldn't be a bad idea for such a handsome man to be Yi'er's stepfather.
He has a good personality and treats Yier well. All aspects of his personality meet her requirements for finding a stepfather for Yier.
It's a pity that he is Baili Moqing's subordinate...
She gathered her thoughts and asked with some curiosity, "You said last time that these injuries were not caused by Baili Moqing?"
After hearing this, Beiji trembled and hummed softly.
"Then where did you get this injury?"
With his skills, it is impossible for him to be whipped again and again without any power to resist.
The scars were very smooth, indicating that he took the beating actively and did not resist at all.
Seeing him silent, Shu He smiled and comforted him, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it. Anyway, I will definitely be able to give you..." Repair it.
"He's my adoptive father."
Shu He's hand paused, a hint of surprise on her face. She had thought this was his secret and he wouldn't tell it to her.
"I am an orphan. My adoptive father picked me up from among the beggars when I was four years old."
"He feeds me, clothes me, and teaches me martial arts. He is the person I respect the most."
"It's just that he treats me very strictly..."
It seems that my adoptive father is never satisfied with his achievements.
Every time he faced him, his failure would result in a flogging.
His adoptive father said this was to remind him that people should never fail and should always be the strongest.
Later, he finally won, but to his surprise, what he got was not a reward or a whipping, but...
"No matter how strict you are, you can't beat me like this!"
Shu He's dissatisfied voice woke him up from his deeply buried memories, and he seemed to hear a hint of heartache.
"Your adoptive father is not a kind person at all! Someone who truly cares about you would never do such a thing!"
"I think he must have been attracted by your talent, so he picked you up and trained you, hoping that you would become his sword!"
"This perverted old man! How dare he hit you like this!"
"Don't let me meet him, otherwise, I will give him a hard time!"
He suddenly turned around, letting the medicine in her hand fall onto the muscles on his chest.
She was stunned. Her eyes, which were not very big to begin with, were now as big as copper bells. An air of embarrassment enveloped her whole body.
She felt as if her cheeks were on fire, and at that moment, she just wanted to escape.
However, just as she stood up, a very strong hand grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her back.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made her moan softly.
She just fell on his legs, her whole body collapsed into the crook of his left arm; when she raised her eyes, she met a pair of eyes with surging waves.
Her breathing almost stopped, and her fair and handsome face seemed to be suppressing something;
He just looked at her, with a hint of fascination in his bright and crystal eyes.
Her lips, rosy and shiny, seemed to carry a fatal temptation that made him want to possess them.
"North, North and..."
He had never felt this way before. Just by calling his name, he felt as if his whole body was on fire. Deep down, it felt like something wanted to break free from its shackles and burst out of his body...
Shu He was frightened and tried to escape again, but he didn't give her a chance to move.
He held her tightly, forced himself to close his eyes, and suppressed the impulse in his body.
When he opened his eyes again, his vision had returned to clarity.
He helped her up and sat her across from him, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and asked, "Can I be Yi'er's father?"
"Ah? Beiji..."
She looked at him, not knowing how to start.
Judging from the conditions, of course he can!
Unfortunately, from the perspective of identity, it is not possible!
As if he saw the resistance in her eyes, he adjusted her body to face him and looked into her eyes seriously.
"My heart pleases you."
Are you happy?
These few words made Shu He's mind go blank.
"Even though there are three thousand worlds with countless colors, I only want you!"
"Although I have never been a father, I will learn how to be a good father and a good husband for you and Yi'er!"
"If you don't believe me, give me some time and let me try. If you're still not satisfied with my performance when the time comes, you can reject me then, okay?"
……
Shu He didn't know how he walked out of Beiji's room, he only knew that he escaped.
For the last time, he did not imprison her, but just watched her leave with a lonely look on his face.
The biting cold wind whistled in the corridor, and the snow on the treetops was blown down by the wind and landed on her burning face, making her already not very calm heart even more turbulent.
Beiji, is it really possible?
But when her identity is exposed, will he still insist on doing this?
This child belongs to his monarch. Does he really dare to be the father of that child?
And Baili Moqing, he is Yi'er's biological father after all. If she really let her child become someone else's without his knowledge, wouldn't that be unfair to him?
He seemed to like Yi'er very much. Could he ignore his true identity and accept her and the child for Yi'er's sake? At least accept the child and let Yi'er have a father.
Besides, after such a long period of contact, they have experienced quite a bit. Will her performance in these days also allow him to erase her image as "the most evil woman in Kyoto"?
Maybe there is still a chance for them to form a normal family?
"Are you the Sheaf?"
A voice with a hint of arrogance and provocation sounded, bringing Shu He back to his senses instantly.
"Princess Eleven?"