This is a Sponsored Chapter by J. Ohkawa!
Thank you very much for the support~!
Chapter 115: You Won't Be Able to Find Out
Song Wuyou nodded nonchalantly.
"Even archery and horse riding were learned online?" Gu Yanhao's gaze became more penetrating as he observed her.
"You were the one who taught me archery."
Gu Yanhao had another mocking smile on his face, "What about riding?"
Song Wuyou answered with a faint guilty conscience, "I don't know how to ride a horse."
The man leaned forward, his handsome face moved close to Song Wuyou's. Following his movements was an enticing scent of male pheromones. Breathing in the scent of him, Song Wuyou's heart reacted with an unbecoming 'ba-dump.' She watched him warily, leaning backward, "What do you want to do?"
Gu Yanhao put the glass atop the bedside drawer, his sharp eyes were like swirling deep pools, With a depth that seemed capable of casting a magic spell. A little negligence, and one would end up getting caught in those eyes.
"You are lying." Gu Yanhao's index finger, bearing a layer of thin callous on the skin, lightly traced her soft lips. The ticklish sensation made it hard to bear.
Shaking her head to escape his finger, she insisted: "I'm not lying."
"Someone that doesn't know how to ride would panic and release the reins the moment a horse went berserk, falling off in an instant." This was a conclusion he'd reached after analyzing the situation many times after the incident. When she was thrown off, it was also very peculiar. No matter how high one was thrown off a horse, one would not reach that high an arch. The only answer remaining was that this woman knows how to ride a horse and deliberately allowed herself to be thrown off, falling to such serious injuries.
"It was because I held on tightly to the reins that I did not fall in the beginning." Song Wuyou said grievously.
Actually, Gu Yanhao's analysis wasn't entirely right. She'd planned to fall in front of Gu Yanhao, slapping Song Jiuyue's face, but she didn't expect… sigh… What a blunder! In the end, up she smashed herself into a sculpture and acquired these heavy injuries. It was all Mu Gu's fault. Who places a sculpture in the middle of a pasture ranch?
"Really?" Gu Yanhao's fingers pinched her chin, "I've already told Ah De to investigate this Dongfang Xuan."
Song Wuyou blinked her pretty eyes at him, "Go ahead. You won't be able to find out anything." Dongfang Xuan was his pet name when he was little, not the name he used when he ascended the throne. People of this era had no idea of the Emperor of X Dynasty's pet name when he was young.
Gu Yanhao cocked an eyebrow, "He's dead?"
Something pierced Song Wuyou's heart at this question, "Yes…"
Traveling across time and space, that era and this era has three thousand years in between. He should be long dead.
The dismal expression in her eyes did not escape Gu Yanhao's notice, and it only stoked his curiosity more. She lied to me, she refuses to tell me the truth.
Song Wuyou faced him calmly, "I'm awake now. Why don't you go back and rest for a while." When she woke up earlier, she saw him sleeping here. He must've been exhausted.
Gu Yanhao shook his head: "I'll stay with you."
"I don't need the drip now, so you don't need to accompany me," Song Wuyou said.
"It makes no difference. I'm free ."
"Oh…" Since you've said you are free, then stay.
"I want to sit up." Lying down was not convenient for drinking water, and it was not comfortable.
Gu Yanhao quickly stood up, "I'll help you, you're not allowed to exert yourself. Also, your left hand is injured."
"…….." Song Wuyou frowned. She only realized that fact when Gu Yanhao brought it up. Her left elbow was under a hard gypsum cast.
Her eyes sought Gu Yanhao's, "I'm crippled?"
"No." Gu Yanhao simply replied. Helping her up, he brought a pillow to support her back, even adjusted the bed up so she could be more comfortable. Noticing her dry lips, Gu Yanhao once again brought the glass to her lips, "Drink more water."
Song Wuyou placed the straw between her lips and drank, her thirst seemed insatiable.
Song Jiuyue who came carrying a container of chicken soup saw this scene—Gu Yanhao feeding Song Wuyou water—and a strange light flitted across her eyes.
Translator : Woodear
Editor : Ocelot