The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

"Yanluo!" he shouted in horror and rushed over to help her up. He wanted to wipe the blood that was flowing, but was afraid that the bacteria on his hands would infect the wound.

For a moment he was at a loss, his hands were shaking violently, and his eyes seemed redder than the blood.

Oh my god! What did he do?!

Lu Yanluo had a splitting headache and was almost sober. Her delicate face was wrinkled and she looked extremely uncomfortable.

I couldn't hold back my tears, they kept falling. There was physical pain, but even more so, pain in my heart.

He pushed her...

Although he didn't mean it, it still felt like a knife stabbed into her heart, and it hurt so much.

Su Yu was almost heartbroken. He wiped her tears in a hurry and ran out, "I'll get some medicine to bandage you."

Before Lu Yanluo could react, the man came back with the medicine box and wiped the blood, applied medicine, and bandaged her as quickly as possible.

During this time, his brows were never relaxed, and his eyes were filled with heartache and regret that he couldn't hide at all. He even wanted to slap himself twice.

How could he push her? How could he treat her so roughly when she was so delicate?

Lu Yanluo felt so aggrieved that she tilted her head back and let him treat her wounds. She cried and sobbed, and it seemed like her tears would never stop falling.

Fortunately, the wound was small, and the bleeding stopped immediately after applying the medicine. Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and looking at the beautiful woman whose eyes were swollen from crying, he felt so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it."

He apologized to her, but the apology seemed so weak and powerless that he could no longer bear it and slapped himself hard.

The slap was delivered with no force at all, and a mark immediately appeared on the fair face, which began to swell slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Brother Su Yu!" Lu Yanluo was startled and threw herself into his arms, hugging him, pouting and aggrieved, "Don't hit yourself, I know you didn't mean it, I was the one who pestered you first."

Su Yu's heart was broken, and he didn't care about anything else. He raised his hands and hugged her back, apologizing again: "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Lu Yanluo snorted sullenly. He pushed her down and hurt her. How could she not be angry? But... she couldn't bear to be angry with him.

Su Yu's broad palm gently stroked her jade back, as if trying to comfort her injured heart. "Does it still hurt? Do you want to ask a doctor to take a look?"

Lu Yanluo stood up from his arms, looking at him pitifully with her big, sparkling eyes, "Kiss me, and it won't hurt anymore."

"..." Su Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. At this time, why was this little princess still...

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lu Yanluo curled her lips, and the tears in her eyes were about to fall again, "It hurts~"

Even though he knew she was playing a trick, Su Yu still felt heartbroken when he saw her crying. He grabbed the back of her head and pressed it towards himself, and gently pressed his thin lips on her forehead.

The kiss was so hot, as if it would leave a mark on her forehead.

Lu Yanluo raised her eyes slightly, and looked at him lovingly, with a slight blush on her delicate face. There was a hint of daze in her pupils, and her long eyelashes were wet, just like a Barbie doll come to life.

It was unknown how long it was before his lips left her forehead. He used his thumb to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, and his eyes were filled with pity.

"Is it ok? Doesn't it hurt anymore? Hmm?"

His voice is clear, gentle and magnetic, like a feather gently brushing the heartstrings, making people intoxicated by it.

Lu Yanluo's drunkenness seemed to come back again, her cheeks flushed, and she looked at him infatuatedly, her heart melting.

The man she had admired for so long was so close to her that she could no longer control her love for him. She leaned over again and pressed her bright red lips against his.

Su Yu was stunned, his mind went blank, and he stared blankly at the delicate face so close to him, losing his mind.

The best-feeling thing in the world was pressed against his lips, soft as cotton, tender as tofu, and it touched the depths of his soul.

Her expression was gentle and serious, her eyes were lightly closed, and her already long eyelashes were now dappled with tears, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

His mind kept telling him that he should push her away, which was wrong! But he couldn't help but put his arms around her waist.

In the end, he couldn't bear to let go and was moved, even though he didn't want to admit it.

She was like a bunch of beautiful poppy flowers. Even though he knew she was highly poisonous and that he should not be touched by her, he still could not control his heart. He fell for her little by little until he was deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself.

But even so, what can they do? No matter how much they are attracted to each other, no matter how much they like each other, it is still impossible for them.

If he forcefully embraces her, her branches will break and her flowers will fall to the ground, and he will be poisoned and die...

Time passed little by little, Su Yu suppressed the sadness in his heart, held Lu Yanluo's face and left her lips.

This time he was not angry and annoyed as usual. There was too much affection and helplessness in his eyes.

"It's OK, Yanluo."

Lu Yanluo was quite satisfied with his reaction. She smiled shyly, threw herself into his arms again, rubbed his chest and acted coquettishly, "Brother Su Yu, I like you so much."

Su Yu rested his chin on her shoulder, looking at the bright moon outside the window, his eyes gradually turning red.

At dawn the next day, Su Yu forcibly sent Lu Yanluo back to the palace.

He could no longer control his heart and could only rely on time to help him, hoping that if he couldn't see her for a long time, he would be able to forget her.

The matter has come to an end. Xia Younan was indeed very tired during this period of time. He fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. He showed no sign of waking up until noon.

Lu Xiuyuan was heartbroken and told the servants not to disturb her. He then got up and went to see Su Yu.

In the study, the two brothers sat at the table. Lu Xiuyuan poured two cups of tea and handed one to Su Yu. He asked, "Did you go to the palace? To see Lu Yanluo off?"

Su Yu nodded, "Well, she didn't bring any servants with her, and she was injured, so..."

"Injured?" Lu Xiuyuan stopped drinking tea and frowned unconsciously, "What happened? He was fine when he returned to his room last night, how could he be injured?"

Su Yu lowered his head in shame and told him the truth about what happened last night.

After hearing this, Lu Xiuyuan was furious. He picked up the pen holder on the table and threw it at him, scolding him with a dark face: "Su Yu, are you a man? How can you hit a woman? How can you push her?

"She is delicate and weak and doesn't know martial arts. How can she withstand your brute force? Even if you don't like her, you can't hurt her. Who allows you to do that?"

Su Yu sighed, bent down to pick up the scattered brushes, and admitted his mistake obediently, "Your Highness is right, it's all my fault, and I blame myself to death."

"That's good to know." Lu Xiuyuan glared at him unhappily, "If we can't be together, just stay away. She's silly all day long and cries easily. She can't stand you hurting her over and over again."