Two Beauties Receive Pure Yang by Night, a Condemned Prisoner Plots a Reversal in the Water Dungeon
After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere at the dinner table became increasingly strange.
Shen Ling'er sighed, took out a clean silk handkerchief from her bosom, stood up, walked to Gu Moli's side, bent down, and wiped away her tears and wine stains.
She was standing in a position that blocked Kim Seon-a, and turned to give Kim Seon-a a gentle smile:
"Your Highness, you spent half the day in the cold sea wind, and your old injuries haven't fully healed yet. This wine is strong, and drinking too much might damage your meridians."
I've already had the blood-nourishing soup on the table reheated. Chunxiang, please help your Highness back to rest.
The maids, Great Yan and Chunxiang, who had been huddled in the corner, quickly ran over and supported Kim Seon-a's arm.
Kim Seon-a stared at the glaring white gauze around Shen Ling'er's wrist, swallowed hard, said nothing, turned around and strode out of the flower hall.
The night wind was strong outside the courtyard, causing the copper lanterns under the corridor to sway from side to side.
Kim Seon-a walked quickly forward with her head down, her mind filled with the image of Gu Moran bending down to pour wine for her just now.
I wasn't looking where I was going when I turned the corner, and my shoulder bumped directly into a bronze lantern hanging from a pillar.
With a clatter, the copper lantern fell to the ground, and the candle inside rolled out, its flames instantly licking her wide white silk sleeves, emitting a burnt smell.
Chunxiang was startled and rushed forward to extinguish the sparks with her sleeve.
"Your Highness! The clothes are on fire!"
Kim Seon-a- ah glanced down at the blackened cuff, her fingers curling slightly, her voice as cold as ice. "It's alright, let's go."
The commotion in the flower hall continued until early Hai hour (9-11 PM).
Gu Moli had a low alcohol tolerance to begin with, and after joking around with Gu Moran and drinking several cups, she soon became limp and collapsed next to Gu Moran, groaning and insisting that the room was spinning.
Gu Moran patted her cheek, stood up, picked her up in his arms, and strode out of the flower hall, carrying her all the way to the west wing.
They placed her on the canopy bed, removed her embroidered dress and shoes, and covered her with a brocade quilt.
Gu Moli rolled over with her eyes closed, hugged his arm and rubbed against him, mumbling something indistinctly:
"You're not allowed to go to that Goryeo woman's house..."
Gu Moran chuckled, pulled his arm out to tuck the blanket around her, and turned to leave the west wing.
The door had just closed, and before Gu Moran could even step down the stairs, two people suddenly emerged from the shadows on either side of the corridor and grabbed his arms.
Shen Ling'er grabbed his left arm, while Meng Jiuning hugged his right arm.
Both girls reeked of medicine, and the gauze on their wrists was dazzlingly white in the night. They were surprisingly strong, and they dragged Gu Moran towards the main house to the north.
What are you two up to?
Gu Moran raised an eyebrow and followed their momentum forward.
"After bleeding so much blood, instead of staying indoors and lying down, you ran out and attacked me at night?"
"Who raided your place at night? Stop trying to make yourself look good."
Meng Jiuning was panting heavily, hanging half her weight on his arm.
" Ling'er was worried that you'd drink too much and go causing trouble at some fox spirit's house again, so she specifically dragged me here to watch over you while you slept."
Shen Ling'er's ears turned slightly red, but she didn't refute it. She followed Meng Jiuning and pushed Gu Moran into the main house, then locked the door behind them.
The two women pushed Gu Moran to the edge of the bed and made him sit down. Meng Jiuning kicked off her shoes and tried to climb into the bed, but her legs went weak and she fell directly onto the bedding. She gasped in pain and frowned as she pressed her wrist.
Gu Moran's smile vanished.
He stood up and looked down at the two people on the bed:
"Everyone, please take your seats."
Shen Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then obediently sat up straight on the edge of the bed.
Gu Moran stepped forward and reached out to untie the apricot-yellow silk sash around Shen Ling'er's waist.
Shen Ling'er's face flushed red to the roots of her neck, and she subconsciously pressed her hand to her clothes:
"My lord, I feel weak today, I'm afraid..."
What nonsense are you thinking about?
Gu Moran slapped her hand away and quickly stripped off her outer garment, leaving her only in a close-fitting plain-colored tube top.
Shen Ling'er's body was constantly immersed in the pharmacy, resulting in fair and translucent skin, and two shallow dimples below her collarbone.
Before Shen Ling'er could react, Gu Moran bent down and scooped up Meng Jiuning, who was slumped on the bed. He then stripped off her elaborate Dali Miao silver-adorned outer garment, pushing it down to her shoulders to reveal a large expanse of her fair back.
Gu Moran took off his boots and got into bed. He sat cross-legged between the two women, grabbed their wrists which were wrapped in gauze and looked at them. Then he put both palms on the acupoints on the back of Shen Ling'er and Meng Jiuning respectively.
The Pure Yang True Qi of the Second Rank realm flowed continuously from his palm, transforming into two warm currents that forcefully rushed into the meridians of the two women, which had become withered and sluggish due to massive blood loss.
"Bear with it. The excessive blood loss has damaged your heart and blood vessels. You'll need medicine to recover for half a year. I'll use my inner energy to replenish your depleted blood and energy."
Gu Moran closed his eyes, and a fine layer of sweat gradually seeped out from his forehead.
Warm true energy circulated through their limbs and bones, and Shen Ling'er and Meng Jiuning's originally cold hands and feet gradually warmed up, and their faces regained their rosy hue.
Meng Jiuning let out a comfortable hum, tilted her head, and fell asleep directly on Gu Moran's shoulder.
This whole process of clearing things up took until well into the early hours of the morning.
When Gu Moran withdrew his hand, he was exhausted. Looking at the two women who had fallen into a deep sleep, he simply pulled them into his arms on either side, pulled the blanket over his head, and closed his eyes.
At the same time, in the water dungeon three zhang deep beneath the prefect's mansion.
A foul-smelling seawater mixed with the stench of blood swirled inside the cave.
Kuki Yoshitaka's body was half-submerged in waist-deep, icy seawater, his collarbone pierced by two iron chains as thick as a child's arm, dangling from the slippery stone wall.
Beside the wooden table in the outer room of the water dungeon, two Goryeo hell guards were huddled together under a tiny oil lamp.
He was shaking a bamboo tube in his hand, clattering and betting dice, while cursing in Goryeo dialect.
Hearing the commotion outside, Kuki Yoshitaka raised his left hand, which wasn't chained, and reached for his left leg, which had been broken off by the mast.
The underwater area was pitch black. Without uttering a sound, he inserted his five fingers directly into the bloody wound, feeling for the broken shinbone fragments.
His fingernails gripped a hard object hidden in the crevice of his bone, and he gritted his teeth to pry it out.
With a soft splash, a cloud of black blood rose from the bottom of the water.
Kuki Yoshitaka's forehead veins bulged as he gasped for breath, a hollow whalebone needle, about an inch long and as thin as a cow's hair, appearing in his left palm.
He glanced at the jailer gambling happily outside, and instead of using the life-saving bone needle, he opened his mouth, pressed his tongue against the back teeth, and spat out a thumb-sized, round and plump wild pearl.
"Hey... Mr. Goryeo soldier over there..."
Kuki Yoshitaka called out in broken Goryeo, in a low voice.