Chapter 666: Chapter 666: Where the Nightmare Begins
Shang Yu’s slight smile at the edge of his lips dimd a bit, his gaze becoming slightly dark, and he remained silent for a long ti.
Li Qiao could keenly detect any slight change in him.
All the more so for a sensitive topic like having a child.
Li Qiao, clutching the towel around her chest, sat up and pursed her lips, locking eyes with Shang Yu, “Now is not…” the right ti to have children.
She didn’t have a chance to say those last few words, as the man planted a kiss on her forehead and then left the bedroom.
The air was left with his words, “I’m going to prepare the dicine.”
Li Qiao gazed down at her fingertips, her expression very faint.
Did he really think it was a good ti to have a child now?
With internal and external troubles aplenty, if she really beca pregnant, how big of a vulnerability would that be?
By then, let alone protecting the child, she wouldn’t be able to protect even herself.
She could rely on Shang Yu, but people could never guess accidents and tomorrow.
Madam Xiao, Ming Dailan from those years, had the most formidable Guard Team of the Ducal Residence, but in the end, she was still sched against.
Li Qiao could even imagine that when she couldn’t protect herself, she would beco Shang Yu’s fatal weakness.
…
As for the matter of pregnancy, after Li Qiao drank the bowl of contraceptive herbal dicine personally prepared by Shang Yu, neither of them ntioned it again.
But not ntioning it didn’t an it left no trace.
This was probably the first ti Shang Yu had made Li Qiao take a contraceptive.
Because he suddenly wanted a child that belonged to them, a girl like her; perhaps he could see in the child the overlapping shadows of Li Qiao’s childhood.
At this mont, Shang Yu stood alone on the balcony of the third floor, the slanting sunset drenching him completely, yet he still couldn’t dispel the lingering sense of bleak loneliness.
If she didn’t want to give birth, then let’s not have a child.
The man’s hands rested on the balcony railing, he sighed softly, and before long, he returned to the master bedroom.
In the room, Li Qiao was not present; the bathroom door was open. He glanced over it carelessly, not staying his gaze, thus he didn’t notice the sll of the Chinese dicine wafting from the bathroom.
With furrowed brows, Shang Yu went down to the living room on the first floor, but still didn’t find her.
anwhile, Li Qiao had already left the mansion.
She briskly walked across the arch bridge and saw Luoyu, who was crouching by the creek smoking, wave at her.
Luoyu noticed keenly the slightly pale corners of Li Qiao’s mouth and the dark red at the corners of her eyes, which didn’t look right at all.
Out of urgent concern, she blurted out, “Miss Li, what’s wrong with you?”
Li Qiao looked back at the mansion and then gestured forward, “Co with .”
Luoyu, puzzled, threw away her cigarette and caught up with Li Qiao’s quick pace.
“Has Father Shang returned?” Li Qiao asked as she walked, her usually languid deanor unusually tense.
Luoyu promptly took out her phone, “I’ll ask Housekeeper Xiao.”
“Yeah, hurry up.”
Li Qiao urged calmly, her abnormal behavior making Luoyu dare not take it lightly, quickly dialing Housekeeper Xiao’s number.
Having received the reply, Luoyu covered the receiver to inform Li Qiao, “The house master is back, he’s in the backyard teahouse.”
Li Qiao cleared her throat and murmured in a suppressed voice, “Take there.”
…
Ten minutes later, Li Qiao sat in the teahouse as though devoid of strength, looking at Shang Zonghai, who was taking her pulse, and said in a flat tone, “Dad, thank you for your trouble.”
Luoyu stood right behind her, clearly seeing the hives breaking out behind Li Qiao’s ears and on her wrists.
It seed like symptoms of an allergy.
Li Qiao did not tell anyone that half an hour ago, the contraceptive dicine Shang Yu gave her had caused a severe allergic reaction within a short period of ti.
Fortunately, he was not in the room at that ti.
And because of the allergic reaction, Li Qiao vomited all the dicine.
At the mont, before Shang Zonghai could speak, Luoyu’s phone rang.
Li Qiao turned back in a flash, “Tell him I’m in the tea room asking about the details of the translation docunts.”
Luoyu looked at her with unspeakable difficulty, pursed her lips, and repeated the sa line after picking up the phone.
Li Qiao closed her eyes and sighed, and her tense nerves relaxed considerably.
Shang Zonghai was smart enough not to ask any further questions to guess the general situation.
He gestured for Luoyu to wait outside the door and then instructed Housekeeper Xiao to fetch dicine from the pharmacy. After the two of them left, he turned to look at Li Qiao, his eyes quite shaken, “The dicine Shaoyan prepared for you?”
“Hmm, it might have allergic components. I rarely took traditional Chinese dicine before.”
Li Qiao knew that she could not hide this from Shang Zonghai and decided to be upfront about it.
Shang Zonghai looked at the rash on her wrist, “Why didn’t you tell him?”
“It was an accident,” Li Qiao said calmly, enduring the itch and pain of the rash, and chuckled lightly: “Allergic reactions are very common, and I’ve taken the dicine he prepared before. The problem is with .”
Shang Zonghai’s gaze deepened, as if he thought of sothing, and he couldn’t help but lower his eyelids, his expression indecipherable.
After a short while, he raised his eyes and smoothed his brow, soothingly saying, “Don’t worry, the dicine he prepared for you is fine, but there’s a Chinese herb that stimulates the stomach. You’ll be fine after taking the dicine.”
As they were speaking, Housekeeper Xiao had already fetched the dicine and returned.
Li Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, finished the dicine, took the ointnt, applied a bit to her wrist, and looking up, asked, “How long will it take to fade?”
“Afraid that Shaoyan will see?” Shang Zonghai smiled gently, “Don’t worry, there will be no trace within half an hour.”
Thus, Li Qiao stayed in the tea room for forty minutes.
She didn’t return to the private mansion of the backyard until the rash on her body had completely disappeared.
Luoyu followed her with a complex look in her eyes. After hesitating for a long ti, she still couldn’t resist speaking up for Shang Yu, “Miss Li, the boss wouldn’t harm you…”
Li Qiao paused in her steps, then resud her usual nonchalant deanor, “Of course.”
“Then, earlier…”
Li Qiao curved her lips, stepping onto the arch bridge with no urgency, “Since it was an accident, what’s the need to say anything? You shouldn’t either.”
Luoyu bowed her head, holding back her thoughts.
At this mont, the mansion was just in sight, but Li Qiao slowly stopped her steps.
She turned to look at Luoyu, reminding her in a gentle voice, “I have taken his dicine before on Wenxi Island. If there were a problem with his prescription, why didn’t I have a reaction that ti?”
Luoyu’s head shot up suddenly, “You an…”
Li Qiao looked up at the mansion, a hint of distress in her eyes, “The problem isn’t with him; soone is creating a problem.”
A very simple truth.
If Shang Yu knew that she had an allergic reaction and vomited from the contraceptive dicine today, the chain reaction this would cause couldn’t be controlled.
The previous incident with Madam Xiao, and now her.
No matter how strong Shang Yu’s inner self was, he probably couldn’t calmly face the fact that the dicine he personally prepared had repeatedly had issues.
And here, at the Shang Family Old House, is where his youthful nightmares began.
Her allergic reaction to his dicine was soone’s attempt to have him relive the nightmares in secret.
Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, her gaze intertwined with coldness, “Luoyu, do a favor.”
“Just say it.”
Li Qiao took a deep breath, her mind clear as she said, “Go buy a box of ergency contraceptive pills, and also check who had contact with Shaoyan’s dicine preparation process this afternoon.”
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