Chapter 8, keep pretending!

"Asule, what is wrong with me?" Qing Tong slowly got up from the ground and asked.

At the moment Qing Tong opened her eyes, Xiao Tu Nan's eyes suddenly widened in shock, and he made a strange movement, abruptly burying his head in her bosom

Little did they know that Asule did not have any inappropriate intentions; he merely pressed his head against her chest, listening to the rhythm of her heartbeat, one beat after another

Qingtong felt as if she were running, as if some immensely powerful beast were carrying her away at great speed. She was constantly jolted, soaring through the clouds, her soul seemingly flying beyond the heavens. In her ears, she also heard strange sounds, clanging as if metal were being forged, resembling the ringing of bells, interspersed with human howls

In a little while, a stream of hot water unexpectedly poured down from somewhere. Although the smell was fishy and unpleasant, the warmth of this hot liquid brought a comforting temperature, making it feel quite pleasant.

The blue-eyed girl slightly moved, only to feel that her limbs were as cold as ice, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her body felt as if it were submerged in ice water, cold and stiff all over, and there was a cool, thin line lingering at her chest. The immense pressure that nearly suffocated her had eased considerably, and her heart had returned to its normal rhythm. The blue-eyed girl stared blankly at herself, unable to comprehend what was happening.

Qing Tong's entire face flushed red, and she pushed him away with all her strength. This fainting episode was due to his inappropriate intentions, and now that she had just regained her composure, he was back again. Was he being too persistent?

A long time later, Qing Tong specifically instructed to investigate and learned from the military report of Chang Sheng, the commander of the northeastern route, in the defense report of Xingzhou, that on this night, the Xizhan people suddenly stormed the city gates of Xingzhou. They launched a suicidal assault, quickly severing the ropes and lowering the drawbridge, allowing dozens of cavalry that followed to swiftly charge out of the city.

Yet a chill rose from her lower abdomen, a coldness that no amount of hot water could dispel. She could feel her body gradually growing colder, and soon her consciousness became somewhat hazy. In a dreamlike state, there were always arms tightly holding her, a warm chest pressed against her. No matter how much she was jostled, those arms and that embrace never left her.

After a long time, Xiao Tunan's crimson eyes appeared in Qing Tong's line of sight. This person’s face was smeared with blood, and the heavy stench of blood made one feel nauseous. Had it not been for that extremely familiar gaze, she would have hardly recognized him.

Qing Tong suddenly fell to the ground, unable to help but let out a cry

As her body grew colder, those warm arms held her even tighter, and that chest pressed closer to her. The low, beast-like growls became more frequent.

Qing Tong stared at him blankly, as if every time she woke up, she encountered a different situation. Where had she ended up this time? Why was he in such a disheveled state

Only when she was far away did she see clearly that there were only three people beside Xiao Tunan, yet each of them was covered in wounds. Among them, one person had a broken left arm that was level with the shoulder. Xiao Tunan himself was also in tattered clothes, with multiple cuts and gunshot wounds. There were even two long arrows embedded in his body; although they were not in vital areas, there was already little blood flowing from the wounds, indicating that it had been some time since he was shot, yet it was unclear why he had not removed them.

Although the incident occurred suddenly, the garrison of Xingzhou responded swiftly, promptly mobilizing troops to essentially eliminate the dozens of enemies, with only a few escaping with injuries. To prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the situation to attack the city, the defending troops did not dare to pursue them outside the city, yet they did not discover any traces of the enemy. The garrison of Xingzhou stated that he had already dispatched troops to search for any remaining enemies, assuring Changsheng not to worry.

He raised his head, and a great surprise flashed in his eyes. He let out a long breath, and then as if he thought of something, a surge of immense anger suddenly rose in his gaze, like a bucket of ice water being poured down in the middle of summer. He abruptly released his arm that was holding Qing Tong, throwing her down to the ground.