If you were cold and aloof in your past life, why are you crying in this one?

Since Wang Jue moved into the Xi residence, Xi Rui would come over every day to have meals with him and discuss and consult him about the current political situation.

Before him, all we knew was how to fight. Now we realize there are always people more capable than us, and there's always something beyond our understanding. If we don't learn some things properly, just knowing how to fight won't protect our families.

On this day, Xi Rui brought a food box to Tingyu Pavilion and saw a figure sitting on a recliner under a tree from afar.

"Erlang, let's go together..." Xi Rui called out before he could finish speaking, "What's wrong? You look so pale?"

During this period of time together, Wang Jue and Xi Rui developed a wonderful atmosphere where they could talk about anything.

Wang Jue didn't even lift his eyelids, and said coldly, "Your sister wants to marry your uncle's cousin to me."

Xi Rui immediately spat out a mouthful of tea.

"what?"

A long silence followed.

Xi Rui chuckled awkwardly, "You, you know, she's been poisoned by some kind of curse, she doesn't recognize or remember you, that's understandable."

"So you think if she remembered everything now, she wouldn't have done something like this?"

Xi Rui pursed his lips.

That seems like something they'd be more capable of doing.

There's nothing else I can do.

"Qingyu..." Xi Rui noticed that his expression was not quite right and felt a little scared.

There's something I'm hesitant to say.

Wang Jue had no time to deal with any of this. "Speak your mind."

"What exactly are your thoughts about my sister?"

"I used to think you simply wanted to marry a wife who could help your career, but the way you're acting now gives me the feeling that you don't think that way, that you really care about my sister."

"I... I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel like you have to say something; otherwise, not only me, but even my sister probably won't be able to figure you out."

Wang Jue couldn't understand it at first either.

He previously felt that Xi Lingxian was the person he owed the most in his past life. A good girl married him and died young, which he attributed to his negligence and failure to protect her.

She was his regret from his past life.

He felt guilty towards her and wanted to make up for this regret, wanting to treat her well.

Is guilt a form of love?

He was unsure and didn't know.

"I will never let her marry anyone else, not even in the wildest dreams."

Here we go again, that temper of his.

Xi Rui sighed, "What can you do if you're not happy? Are you going to use force against my sister? Are you willing to do that?"

He didn't dare say these words before, lacking confidence, but now he seems to have the confidence.

Xi Rui was not stupid; he tested the waters step by step, just like he did in warfare.

Wang Jue remained silent.

Xi Rui added, "I agree with you. You should do everything in your power to get the girl you like!"

Wang Jue suddenly looked at him.

"Why are you glaring at me? Do you dare swear to God that you don't like my sister?"

There are only a handful of people in the whole world who dare to speak to Wang Jue like that, and Xi Rui felt really amazing.

Wang Jue's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

"Why aren't you saying anything? You really don't like it?"

Wang Jue glared at him, "You!"

"Young Master, something terrible has happened! Something's happened to the young lady!"

The guard's summons interrupted their conversation.

As the sun set and the cold fog thickened, Wang Jue and Xi Rui had just stepped into the garden when they heard a heart-wrenching cry of pain coming from inside the house.

Inside the room, Xi Lingxian convulsed violently, and her originally fair skin instantly turned into strange bluish-purple patterns.

The lines ran wildly along the blood vessels, as if countless poisonous insects were frantically gnawing and crawling under the skin.

She gripped the brocade quilt tightly, her knuckles turning white and almost breaking. It felt as if her internal organs were being torn apart and gnawed by countless tiny insects, and her meridians felt as if they were being scorched by raging fire and chilled to the bone by freezing ice.

Two extreme pains swept over her in turn; she trembled all over from the pain, her jaw clenched tightly, and her lips were bitten until they bled.

Wang Jue pushed open the door and entered. He saw the person on the bed, who was in so much pain that she was almost unconscious and whose clothes were disheveled. His heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an icy hand.

He paid no attention to Xi Lingxian's slipping clothes, and quickly stepped forward, carefully and hurriedly picking her up in his arms.

Xi Lingxian nestled in his arms, her body burning hot yet chilled. Unconsciously, she burrowed deeper into his embrace, her nails digging fiercely into his sleeve, the bluish-purple lines on her neck becoming increasingly prominent.

Broken, painful sobs escaped from her mouth. Her once clear eyes were now bloodshot and unfocused. She could no longer recognize the person in front of her, and was only left with the painful instincts controlled by the Gu worms.

Seeing her suffering so much, Wang Jue felt a tightness in his throat and couldn't say a word. He could only hold her tightly, trying to give her some support.

Doctor Zheng immediately stepped forward to take Xi Lingxian's pulse. In the blink of an eye, the old man's expression changed drastically as he placed three fingers on Xi Lingxian's wrist.

He abruptly withdrew his hand, his expression grave and panicked, and said to Wang Jue in a deep voice, "Master, something terrible has happened! The love potion in the young lady's body has been forcibly activated, and the worms are now running wildly. If it's not suppressed soon, the person who planted the potion will be able to completely control the young lady's mind and body, making her completely at their mercy. At that time, the young lady will completely lose her mind and become a puppet!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was shocked. Xi Jian staggered and almost collapsed to the ground.

Wang Jue suddenly tightened his grip on Xi Lingxian's arm, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Wang Jue's personal guard stepped forward, his expression grave, and whispered, "Master, only the mother Gu can suppress it now. However, after taking the mother Gu's infusion, you will have to endure the excruciating pain of the Gu clashing with the worms, and you will also become entangled with the love Gu in the woman's body, your lives becoming intertwined. The risks are extremely high!"

Wang Jue lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on Xi Lingxian's face, which was covered in cold sweat and pale, without the slightest hesitation.

He reached out and took the black, chilling Mother Gu pill handed to him by the guard, then tilted his head back and swallowed it.

The moment the pill went down my throat, a bone-chilling cold swept through my entire body down my esophagus, as if countless ice worms were rapidly crawling through my meridians.

Wang Jue groaned, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead, but he held on tightly to prevent himself from swaying.

He could clearly feel the burning heat of the mother gu taking root in his body; it was a kind of almost tearing itchy pain connected to his own blood and qi.

Xi Lingxian's thin undergarment was already soaked with cold sweat, and the skin on her exposed shoulders was an unnatural red.

Her once clear eyes were now only filled with bloodshot streaks, and her hands were frantically clutching his clothes.

The Gu worms were wreaking havoc inside her more and more fiercely. She felt as if all her strength had been drained away. She leaned softly against his chest, and soft, desperate sobs escaped her throat.

Wang Jue leaned down and precisely covered her lips with his.

His lips pressed against her slightly cool lips, and his tongue gently pried open her tightly clenched teeth.

The person in his arms suddenly stiffened, and the body that had been struggling wildly slowly relaxed a little. The hand gripping his clothes also loosened its grip slightly, and even the sobbing became weaker.

Xi Rui, whose eyes were already red, was even more furious upon seeing this. He stepped forward to reprimand Wang Jue, but was pulled back by the old doctor beside him.

The old man's expression was solemn. He quickly stepped forward and explained in a low voice, "Young master, please calm down! This is not frivolous behavior. The love potion is extremely yin, and only the exchange of yang energy from the same source can temporarily suppress it. Our young master used his lips and tongue to exchange energy, but in reality, he used his own newly established demonic potion to stabilize the restless love worm within the lady's body! At this moment, others must stay away so that the potion energy can flow smoothly. Otherwise, the lady's previous efforts will be in vain, and she will suffer even more excruciating pain!"

Xi Jian and his son Xi Rui looked at each other, and finally stamped their feet hard. At the doctor's urging, they retreated to the door and gently closed it.

Fortunately, no outsiders saw it.

Only the sound of their breathing mingled in the room.

Wang Jue's kisses gradually slowed, becoming gentle and cautious.

The strange bluish-purple markings on the person in his arms were slowly fading, and their tense body softened, even their brows gradually relaxed.

The gnawing pain disappeared, replaced by an indescribable comfort, like a drowning person finally grabbing onto a piece of driftwood, and a blush rose on their originally pale cheeks.

Xi Lingxian felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Her previously unfocused gaze gradually focused. With her last bit of strength gone, she fell into a deep sleep, her long eyelashes still glistening with undried tears.

Wang Jue carefully laid her down gently, then pulled the brocade quilt over her carefully.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingertips gently brushing against the corners of her tear-filled eyes, the intense pain of the mother worm taking root in her body still faintly lingering.

But as he looked at the person sleeping peacefully in his arms, his heart was filled with a bittersweet feeling and heartache.

In his past and present lives spanning decades, he had never been so humiliated by anyone, nor had he ever been so willing to do so.