10 – It’s okay, I’ll die, and you’ll be buried with me
Upstairs, Jiang Yihan lay restlessly on the bed, having waited a full hour.
During that hour, he had gotten out of bed countless times, even feeling the urge to go downstairs on numerous occasions, but reason had ultimately held him back.
Because he had promised her he would wait in bed for her return.
An hour—it had nearly driven him mad.
Just as Jiang Yihan was on the verge of losing his mind—
Click—
The door opened at that moment.
Jiang Yihan, who had just sat up, immediately lay back down, pulling the blanket over himself and lying perfectly straight. His burning gaze eagerly fixed on the girl at the door.
She was back.
Bai Ruanruan carefully carried a bowl of soup and walked straight to the bedside.
Jiang Yihan abruptly sat up, his eyes glued to Bai Ruanruan as he stared at her intently.
“I made it,” Bai Ruanruan said, sitting by the bed. In front of Jiang Yihan, she took a small sip first.
In an instant, Jiang Yihan’s eyes lit up strangely.
“Here, have a sip.”
She had brewed the antidote into this soup.
He suffered from mania, and every time she poisoned him, it would worsen his condition a little more.
“Why are you looking at me like that? There’s no poison here, and I won’t poison you again in the future. Trust me one last time, okay?” Bai Ruanruan held the soup bowl and carefully wrapped her arms around him.
Jiang Yihan, overjoyed, hugged the girl back tightly.
She… was so soft.
“Hmm? From now on, I’ll behave and be the young mistress of the Jiang family, okay?” The faint fragrance from the girl’s hair drifted into the man’s senses, impossible to ignore.
She… smelled so good.
“Jiang Yihan?”
“Okay.”
Jiang Yihan pulled the girl even tighter into his embrace.
One last time—he would trust her one last time. Whatever she intended to do to him this time, he would accept it.
He was truly addicted to the way she was right now.
“I can’t breathe,” Bai Ruanruan said, her heart melting as she chuckled softly.
He always trusted her so easily.
“Shall I feed you the soup?”
Jiang Yihan’s lips parted slightly, his gaze filled with possessiveness as it enveloped Bai Ruanruan. “Okay.”
“Young Master!!”
Bang—
The door was violently pushed open.
Lin Da limped in, seething with rage. Seeing the bowl in Bai Ruanruan’s hands, he erupted in fury, “Young Master, you must not eat anything she makes. It’s poisoned—there must be an even more potent poison in this.”
Jiang Yihan seemed not to notice Lin Da’s presence.
Lin Da’s eyes reddened with anger. “Young Master, Bai Ruanruan is acting very strangely now. She’s incredibly strong—more than a dozen servants couldn’t defeat her. She’s extremely dangerous. You could have any woman you want. Just kick her out.”
Bai Ruanruan blew on the spoonful of soup and brought it to Jiang Yihan’s lips.
“Bai Ruanruan, don’t even dream about it. The Young Master won’t drink it. You—”
However, before Lin Da could finish, he watched as Jiang Yihan lowered his head and drank the soup from the spoon.
“Young Master!” Lin Da cried out in horror.
“You really aren’t afraid I poisoned you?” Bai Ruanruan asked with a teasing smile, reaching out to stroke Jiang Yihan’s lips, gently wiping them.
Jiang Yihan’s throat tightened as he grasped the girl’s hand. “It doesn’t matter. If I die, you’ll be buried with me.”
“…”
“Young Master!!!” Lin Da’s hysterical scream finally drew Jiang Yihan’s attention.
“Get out!”
Lin Da clenched his fists and spoke solemnly, “Young Master, do you think my face could have been beaten like this by a normal woman?”
There stood Lin Da, sporting two black eyes, his left face bruised and red, his right face swollen, his speech slightly slurred from the corner of his mouth, and a small bump on the side of his head—a truly pitiful sight.
“Did you do this?” Jiang Yihan frowned, his handsome brows tightening as he looked at the girl before him.
Bai Ruanruan set down the soup, lowered her head, and fiddled with her small hands as she whispered, “I didn’t do this, but since I have no one to protect me, no one will believe me. Everyone is framing me.”
Lin Da: “…”
He had been by the young master’s side since childhood, for over twenty years.
How could the young master possibly believe her nonsense!