The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort (Chapters 1- 203)

Chapter 200 : Realizing Lao Lin's Dream

Translated by : Shl

Edited by : Anks & Ely

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Trigger Warning: Sex under the influence of drugs.

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After Jiang Ruan finished the medicine, she wanted to lie down on the couch to rest, but instead found herself feeling restless and unable to sleep for some inexplicable reason. It was a cold winter's day but she did not feel cold at all. Instead, a thin sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She initially thought that this was due to the medicine and ignored it by simply turning over and pushing off the blanket. Yet, after a while, unexpectedly she grew increasingly hotter. Not only that, a strange, unfamiliar emotion started to surge within her. She vaguely guessed what it might be, but at the same time, thought it was too incredible to be true. She wanted to sit up, but one move was all it took for her to realize that her body was incredibly weak.

"Xiao Shao," Jiang Ruan could not stop herself from calling out. The voice that emerged from her mouth startled even Jiang Ruan herself – it was sweet and charming, gentle and tender.

Hearing this, Xiao Shao looked up, and was slightly taken aback by Jiang Ruan's appearance. He put down his book and walked over to sit by the bed. Although his face remained cold, he was unable to mask his deep concern as he asked, "What is it?"

He observed that Jiang Ruan's face was exceedingly red. Frowning, he reached out to touch her forehead. When Xiao Shao's icy-cold, long and elegant hand touched Jiang Ruan's forehead, she could not help but sigh with contentment. However, this feeling startled her, and she felt too embarrassed to look at him but in the end, her body was more honest than her rational sense. Right now, her entire body was burning up, and she was really reluctant to give up Xiao Shao's ice-cold body. Thus, she subconsciously moved to snuggle next to him.

"You . . ." Xiao Shao abruptly withdrew his hand, and felt for her pulse at her wrist. Jiang Ruan's body trembled, and Xiao Shao's movements halted for an imperceptible second, as if he had suddenly realized something, and his pitch-black eyes stared at Jiang Ruan. Seeing his expression, Jiang Ruan more or less knew what had happened. For a moment, she felt both flustered and distressed, but was unable to restrain her urge to rub against Xiao Shao's body, and could only grit her teeth to try and control the fire within her.

Xiao Shao retracted his hand and said, in a firm, cold voice, "I'll go and call Xia Qing to come." At the moment, anger was faintly discernible in his voice. Even if it was a prank, no matter who was responsible for the current situation, to treat Jiang Ruan's body so carelessly was simply too much.

"Xiao Shao." Jiang Ruan immediately grabbed him. She did not actually use much force, as her entire being was focussed on fighting the flames which were rising within her – she really had no excess energy to spare. Xiao Shao halted momentarily, turned, and said, "It's all right, it's just that the prescription is wrong."

He was probably still trying to console her. Jiang Ruan half-opened her eyes in a daze. At this point, she seemed to be split into two people: one was throbbing from head to toe with unfamiliar feelings and was not in control of herself, the other was observing everything that was happening with crystal-clear clarity. The young man in front of her was always clad in black, and this added an aura of icy strictness to his usual cold and detached temperament, as if he had renounced all manner of desires. It was indeed hard to imagine that there was such a coldly indifferent person in this world. And yet, at this moment, his handsome face, his tightly pursed thin lips, his minutely frowning brows, all combined to make him look extremely delectable.