Chapter 240: Chapter 174: Coldly Lifting the Skirt to Show You
“Shut up!”
“Don’t speak anymore!”
“You… You full of nonsense, liar!”
Watching the black-haired boy whose life seed to hang by a thread, Tiya unconsciously clenched her pale, slender fingers, her green eyes filled with indecision.
She bit her silver teeth, trying to say so cold and ruthless words to herself to dispel that strange sense of guilt deep inside.
Where did this sense of guilt co from?
Even Tiya herself didn’t understand.
Perhaps, it was because subconsciously she believed sothing had happened between her and Lynn in the past twelve years, hence she couldn’t look directly at him, whom she had hard.
At that mont, Tiya, regardless of the dust on the ground, knelt down, her small, rounded buttocks gently pressing on her short boots, her hands propped on her knees, staring silently at Lynn.
Due to the swelling on his face, he now looked comical and ridiculous.
But Tiya was in no mood to mock this forr foe.
She was caught in an unprecedented tangle and confusion.
Because of the curse on her body, other than Xiya, Tiya hardly rembered any other male in her short mory.
Therefore, she was very poor at dealing with n.
Luckily, at that mont, Lynn, after leaving those few intermittent words, seed to have passed out, making no more movents except for his slightly heaving chest which indicated he might still be saved.
Seeing this, Tiya hesitated for a mont, then finally decided to throw those jumbled and annoying thoughts to the back of her mind.
At least, she couldn’t let him die during her interrogation.
It was just that.
Thinking this, Tiya frowned slightly, slowly reaching out her hand and removing the small bottle from Lynn’s neck.
Simultaneously, she subconsciously prepared herself to combat the repulsion that welled up within her.
However, she then rembered that she did not need to endure as painstakingly as usual for the person before her.
Realizing this made Tiya feel even worse.
“Get up and drink the dicine.”
After pulling out the cork from the bottle, Tiya said in a cold voice.
“…”
Lynn lay on the ground like a dead fish, motionless.
Tiya then noticed that the boy’s arms were twisted, apparently broken.
Such heavy blows.
This thought subconsciously erged in Tiya’s mind, but when she realized that the perpetrator was her brother Xiya, she shook her head forcefully.
She then leaned slightly forward, trying to keep as distant a posture as possible, and brought the dicine bottle to Lynn’s lips to feed him.
However, Lynn was lying too low on the ground, and the bottle opening containing the Moonlight Original Liquid was shallow, liable to spill if tilted slightly, so after several attempts, Tiya found it difficult.
Besides, it is well-known that it’s nearly impossible for a person lying down to consu liquids without the risk of choking.
It wasn’t out of concern for him.
It was rely because she knew how precious the Moonlight Original Liquid was and didn’t want to waste a single drop.
With that in mind, Tiya prepared to try a different thod to make him drink.
“…”
Watching the extrely weak boy, Tiya took a deep breath.
At this mont, only by striving not to think of her brother Xiya, could she ease the sense of moral corruption and guilt sowhat.
Such a posture had never occurred between her and brother Xiya.
With this thought, she suppressed her rapidly thudding heart due to nervousness, leaned slightly forward, and, with her left hand, reached behind Lynn’s neck.
Her right hand gently lifted his arm, holding his body as steadily as possible.
She felt no disgust at all.
An unpleasant realization.
Tiya noted the signals from her body, which, apart from being overly tense due to nervousness, had no other unusual feelings.
At this mont, Lynn was lying back in her slender arms, part of his body gently touching Tiya’s soft and warm body.
Even through a layer of moon-white Magic Robe, she could still sense a slightly odd feeling of touch.
Too close.
Tiya clamped down on her silver teeth, a slight discomfort erging in her heart, but it was not aversion.
To end this damned stage as quickly as possible, she brought the dicine bottle once again to Lynn’s lips.
“Open your mouth.”
Tiya said coldly.
Perhaps because he was unconscious, Lynn did not obey her command.
Instead, he was muttering sothing.
“Mommy…”
He said this.
The boy’s voice was pitiful and gentle, like a puppy that had been abandoned and then maltreated, yet still whimpering unwittingly toward people.
It was hard to imagine what Ivyst would think if she saw this scene.
Besides anger, her heart would probably break.
Fortunately, the Imperial Princess was not inside the interrogation room at that mont.
And as the person involved, when Tiya clearly heard that word from Lynn’s mouth, her expression beca sowhat startled.
Was he dreaming of his mother?
She fell silent.
Then, Tiya suddenly rembered her days training in the Monastery, how vulnerable she felt during occasional fevers, lying in bed, holding the nun’s hand and acting spoiled.
She had thought only won behaved like that.
To think that n, when vulnerable, could show such expressions as well.
For a mont, Tiya felt as though she had inadvertently unraveled a layer of this guy’s mysterious veil, as if seeing a side of him that was different from usual.
A hint of softness erged imperceptibly in the depths of her eyes.
Carefully recalling what the nun used to do when coaxing her to take dicine…
Tiya suddenly thought of sothing, her expression becoming slightly somber as if harboring so unspeakable secret.
However, the youth looked so miserable at this mont that without imdiate dical attention, he might be in danger of dying.
This was just for the sake of my next plan.
For that plan, he couldn’t die now.
At this mont, Tiya seed to have forgotten the bold declarations she had made the last ti they t, swearing that she would surely kill Lynn next ti.
She lifted the glass bottle to Lynn’s lips again, hesitated for a mont, and then said in a voice only the two of them could hear, “Be good… Take your dicine.”
Her words seed to carry so peculiar magic, akin to a spell that opened the door of magic.
The mont her words fell, Lynn’s mouth gently opened.
Seeing this, Tiya quickly tilted the bottle.
Accompanied by the pale silver Moonlight Original Liquid slowly trickling into Lynn’s mouth, in the next second, his entire body seed to be enveloped by the bright moonlight.
The Holy dicine unique to the Silent Church was silently taking effect at this mont.
The effect was quick to co and quick to go.
A mont later, as the moonlight faded, Lynn’s lean and tall figure reappeared in Tiya’s view.
The injuries Xiya had inflicted just a mont ago had now completely healed.
The youth’s eyelids slightly opened, his bright blue eyes mingled with a hint of confusion and bewildernt as they t hers.
The next second, Tiya realized their current position and suddenly turned icy, pushing him away abruptly.
“Thud!”
Accompanied by a muffled sound, Lynn’s head knocked against the ground.
Attempting to murder her own husband, it seed.
Lynn comnted in his mind.
“Hiss—”
Rubbing the back of his head, he propped himself up to a half-sitting position, looking around as if he had just awakened from a dream, finally resting his gaze on Tiya.
In those bright blue eyes, Tiya read a flicker of joy and disbelief.
It seed as if he thought he was dreaming.
Lynn subconsciously tried to stand up.
However, what t him was the Moonlight Scepter in Tiya’s hand.
The cold magic wand gently pressed against his throat, as if one step closer would result in his execution right there.
Unfortunately, she seed to have forgotten that this was Punisher Prison, where all supernatural phenona were forbidden.
It was coming.
He should have been prepared much earlier.
Tiya took a deep breath, feeling hesitant and ridiculous about what she was about to do.
If one did not know the full story, one might mistake her for a promiscuous fool.
Not only that, but it was not until she faced this man that she realized the matter was not as simple as she had imagined.
Nevertheless, to resolve the confusion in her heart, she had no choice but to proceed.
The human heart is ugly, especially the minds of n filled with lascivious thoughts.
At this mont, her vision was rely clouded by guilt, preventing her from making calm and rational decisions, making her act unlike her usual self.
As long as she hypnotized him and learned of the dark side in his heart, she could completely put her mind at ease and cut off this senseless and baseless relationship.
This guy was just a liar.
That’s right.
Tiya took a deep breath.
Seeing the girl before him fall silent, Lynn thought she didn’t know how to face him and was about to speak, “Voya, I…”
“Shut up!”
The scepter moved half an inch, pressing against his mouth.
At this mont, Tiya’s expression was icy and angry.
But if one observed carefully, they could see a faint pink glow on the tips of her ears hidden under her hair, surprisingly charming.
Even Lynn felt confused by this unexpected developnt.
It seed as if the woman had suddenly brought out her presence.
What exactly was she going to do?
Lynn looked at her with an inquiring gaze.
However, Tiya seed oblivious to it.
At the sa ti, she seed to be encouraging herself, muttering under her breath.
“It’s just hypnosis, he will forget all about this afterward… right…”
Hypnosis?
Barely hearing this word, Lynn thought he had misheard.
But in the next second, a scene so ludicrous yet real that shocked him and Yun Chang for thousands of years appeared before his eyes.
Lynn had thought that much effort was needed to reach this step.
After all, the current Tiya was far from opening her heart to him, let alone falling in love with him.
What maintained the relationship between the two was rely lies and guilt.
So, Lynn had never held any fantastic hopes towards unlocking private matters.
However, right then and there, in the quiet atmosphere of the interrogator’s room of Punisher Prison where a man and a woman were alone, Lynn witnessed a scene he would never forget in his life.
The scepter in the girl’s hand suddenly vanished without any warning.
Then, her hands gently pulled at the hem of her magic robe, lightly biting her lower lip, her eyes shifting uneasily, seemingly shrouded in a mist due to the impending shaful act.
“If you make any sound… I’ll kill you.”
Tiya tried to maintain the cold expression on her face, speaking in a barely trembling voice.
The next second, with a rustling sound, the fabric of the robe slowly lifted under the influence of an external force.
A green Eye of the Soul mark imdiately caught his eye.
Oh wow.
Lynn marveled in his mind.
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