Venerated Venomous Consort

Gu Xijiu teleported and returned to her original spot.

Dark, thundering clouds filled the entire sky, shielding the land from the sun. Peals of thunder accompanied streaks of lightning. A fierce gale sprung up, sweeping across the fields in a swaying motion. Leaves danced in the air, swirling and twisting in the gusts of wind.

The bonfire died out in the wind, and only the bamboo tree stood unmoving.

Gu Xijiu needed to stay calm at all times in order to contain the poison in her body from spreading. Emotional fluctuation had to be avoided at all costs. However, she could hardly keep calm after what happened. Her mood was even worse than the wild storms. She could feel a sudden rush of blood in her throat.

As soon as she landed outside, she immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. Her head started spinning while she suffered from multiple blackouts. She had to steady herself at the bamboo tree while trying to catch her breath. She needed to calm down quickly.

Too weak to stand, she decided to lean against the bamboo tree and sat herself down. Time ticked by slowly, and after an hour of trying to stay calm, she spat another three or four mouthfuls of blood. Only then did the situation improve.

She rubbed her forehead in disbelief. She wanted to slap herself. After everything they had been through, she was finally determined to let him go. Never had she expected that a hot kiss would cause her to completely surrender to him, so madly that they almost made love.

At that very moment, she decided to forget all the misgivings and constraints. She only wanted to be with him and to be owned by him. She needed his love only to herself; she did not want to share.

She trembled at the thought of her madness for losing herself in the moment. She never knew she needed him so badly to the point where she would lose control. Was she so madly in love with Huang Tu before?

Occasionally, she would be overwhelmed by the illusions of her being in love with Huang Tu. She saw how loving he was when they were together, but those images were like dots that she could not connect. She never knew how they actually met or how they parted ways.

Waves of disappointment filled her heart every time she thought about the fragments of her forgotten past. Had Huang Tu been with any other girl before? Was she jealous, just the same?

She was clearly a jealous type of person. She knew herself well enough to admit it. She was jealous of Yun Qingluo. She was jealous because of how well Di Fuyi treated her. When she heard the message on his directed audio spell and saw the way he reacted, she was completely disappointed. Grumpily, she found a sudden urge to kill Yun Qingluo.

She wanted to kill Yun Qingluo because she was jealous, not because of what she had done. She was certainly surprised by the paranoia of her unwarranted jealousy. When did she become so irrational? She had been searching for Di Fuyi tirelessly for the past year and never knew what would happen when they finally met. Now, she was completely paranoid.

Was she already in love with him? Did she love him because she thought that he was the reincarnation of Huang Tu? Or was she in love with who he really was, the Prince Nianmo that she knew?

These questions had been troubling her for a while, but with no answer. With a sigh, she shook her head. There was no use to think about it as the answer would never come to her. It was completely unnecessary.

Besides, he was already in love with someone else. It would only be torture if she continued to suffer from the unresolved question. She needed to stay away from the toxic relationship, regardless of which of the identity that she was in love with.