202: Chapter 201 Overwhelmed with Longing (Re-upload)

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The sky was on the verge of dawn, the darkest moment of all.

A slender figure endured the mixture of soreness and stinging pain coming from deep within her body.

Extremely slowly and carefully, she sat up from the brocade bedding.

As if afraid of disturbing something.

The person sitting up from the bed.

Was indeed Queen Jiang.

She was loosely wrapped in one of Su Chen's black robes, the collar slightly open.

Her long hair was disheveled, the corners of her eyes were flushed red, and her lips were slightly swollen.

“The people of Xiqi were right; you really are a wicked tyrant...”

She pursed her lips and turned her head to look beside her.

Su Chen was still in a deep sleep.

The long-standing gloom and tension between his brows seemed to have loosened slightly after this night of folly.

On Su Chen's other side, Su Daji was also sleeping from exhaustion, curled up in his arms.

Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, but a hint of satisfaction curved her lips.

Jiang Li's gaze slowly fell upon the messy brocade bedding beneath the three of them.

There, were two spots...

Last night... she ultimately couldn't hold back.

Although it was true that Su Chen had married her with all the traditional pomp and ceremony.

But between her and Su Chen.

Nothing had ever happened, either...

After Su Daji brought Su Chen up to the Star-Plucking Tower, she had followed quietly, as if possessed.

Watching that simple yet poignant wedding, watching them weep in each other's arms, watching Su Daji support the nearly unstable Su Chen into the inner chamber...

And then, hearing sounds coming from inside while standing outside the door...

Not knowing where she found the courage, she pushed open the slightly ajar door and walked in.

Red candles flickered, and the bed curtains hung low.

On the couch, the two of them were currently...

And they didn't even notice her arrival.

Queen Jiang hadn't expected it either.

The "Nuptial Wine" spiked by Su Daji had instead become her assistant.

Su Chen's body was already weak, and under the influence of the drug in the wine.

His mind was exhausted, and his senses were blurred.

Queen Jiang seized this opportunity.

She shed...

In the brief moment when Su Daji was weeping in pain due to ( ) and lost in a daze.

She took her place.

Enduring Su Chen's ( )

It was impossible to tell whose tears, whose groans, or whose embrace they were.

She only knew.

At that moment, between her and him.

Jiang Li took a deep breath, suppressing the surging bitterness in her heart and the sharp pain in her body.

She rose with extremely gentle movements, enduring the discomfort to carefully tuck the blankets around the sleeping pair.

Her fingertips lingered on Su Chen's temple as she tucked a lock of greyish-white hair behind his ear.

Then, she leaned down.

And placed a soft kiss on his lips.

Salty tears dripped onto the corner of his mouth.

Then, she looked at Su Daji.

What exactly did she feel toward her?

Envy that she could receive so much of the King's pity?

Pity that she was about to face an even more tragic end than her own?

Or...?

She had never been able to see through her.

But.

She didn't want to keep looking anymore.

Having done all this, Queen Jiang picked up her clothes scattered on the floor and put them on one by one.

A few strands of long hair belonging to Su Chen.

She picked them up carefully.

Then she plucked a strand of black hair from her own head and wound the two locks tightly together.

She tied a dead knot and, with great reverence.

Tucked it away close to her body.

“Bound by hair as husband and wife, our love shall never be doubted...”

Turning around, she did not look back.

Silently, she walked out of this room filled with the essence of love.

Just like last night.

When she had arrived quietly.

...

Before long.

Dazzling morning light shone into this room that had witnessed a night of folly.

A ray of sunlight fell upon Su Chen's dying body.

His eyelids, stimulated by the light, flickered open slightly.

He sensed the state of his body.

To be honest.

A man remains a youth until his death.

Last night's exercise hadn't made his body worse; instead, it made him feel a bit more comfortable.

Of course.

He also knew.

This was likely the effect of Su Daji's Hehuan Sect cultivation technique.

Ordinary Hehuan Sect disciples practiced Dual Cultivation to extract benefits from their "Furnaces."

Su Daji, pitying her King, instead used her own cultivation to supplement him.

Coupled with the fact that Su Chen's cultivation was much weaker than hers, it produced this strange effect.

However, this kind of reciprocation at most created a sort of false vitality, making Su Chen feel slightly better.

As for extending his life, the possibility was slim.