Chapter 124 - 35: The Princess Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

Jiang Lai forced a laugh, feeling that something was off with the situation.

She moved closer inside, then looked seriously at Jiang Ling.

"I am indeed poisoned, but I understand some medical skills, so I won’t be poisoned to death, cough, cough... But I still feel very uncomfortable. How about this, you send me to the General Mansion, let my mother take care of me."

"Jiang Lai, I’m poisoned too."

Jiang Lai feigned a surprised look, glancing up and down at him, worriedly asking.

"If you’re poisoned, why haven’t you gone to see a doctor? I’m fine, you should hurry and find a doctor to detoxify you."

"Aren’t you the doctor?"

"I am not, I just know some basic skills. You’re about to go to battle as the Young General, you’d better find someone reliable."

Jiang Ling, however, kept staring at her, his eyes deep and contemplative, the long and profound eyes now exhibiting more exotic features.

One hand pinched the edge of the bed, his body slowly leaning over. Jiang Lai had nowhere to retreat, and the next second, a head rested heavily on her shoulder, the warmth of his breath almost scorching her.

"Ling? Get up first, let me take a look, maybe I can cure your poison."

There’s no pretending to be dumb now; otherwise, if this brat really loses control, she’d end up confessing on this bed today.

The usual, clear-headed Jiang Ling was already terrifying enough, and this current state of his was no different from a man-eating lion or tiger to Jiang Lai.

Jiang Ling seemed oblivious, greedily sniffing the scent on Jiang Lai, his head growing more muddled and intoxicating, with only one desire in his heart — Jiang Lai right before him.

He murmured hoarsely.

"Jiang Lai, you smell so good..."

"Jiang Lai, did you really forget about that night, or are you pretending? You’re the best at disguising and lying; I don’t believe you’ve forgotten everything."

After speaking, Jiang Ling grabbed Jiang Lai’s waist, his hand beginning to wander.

Jiang Lai sighed.

She quite liked Jiang Ling, handsome, intelligent, and most importantly, with an amazing physique.

But now was not the time to be dazzled by lust; life was important.

"Ling, we’re siblings."

"To hell with siblings, I’ve never seen you as an elder sister."

"..."

Those words hurt deeply.

Jiang Lai was at a loss. She took something out of her sleeve and applied it to her lips while facing away from Jiang Ling.

After a while, Jiang Lai waited for the drug’s effects on Jiang Ling to manifest.

A minute, two minutes, three minutes... Five minutes passed, and seeing the city gate almost fall, Jiang Ling showed no sign of fainting; instead, his strength was astonishing.

Damn.

Was this person or not?

The drug she administered could knock out even a cow, yet Jiang Ling in front of her was still as lively as ever.

Jiang Lai’s body was still somewhat weak; after all, she was genuinely poisoned, and now being tormented like this left her mind oxygen-deprived and limbs weakened. She used all her strength to bite him, hoping he’d regain consciousness, but in the end, she only ended up with a toothache without any reaction from him,

How to play now.

During the process, Jiang Lai once thought she’d already walked onto the bridge of no return.

——

Jiang Lai slept a very long, long sleep, in her dream seemingly encircled by a wolf under its furry belly, warm and dry.

When Jiang Lai woke up, she was bewildered, staring at the canopy for a long time without registering whether it was day or night.

Now all over her body, only her head could move slightly; her limbs were so weak that Jiang Lai wished she could cut them off entirely, even lifting a finger was exhausting.

The room was warm, wafting aromas of food from afar instantly triggered her appetite.

Jiang Lai rolled and crawled down the bed, leaning against the wall, cautiously and slowly reaching the table, seeing two pairs of chopsticks on it, glancing around, but no sign of Jiang Ling.

"Stop looking, he’s painting in the study."

"Painting? Painting what?"

"What do you think? The Commander’s Seal map behind you."

"Oh."

Jiang Lai acknowledged, picked up the chopsticks, and started to eat, this indifferent attitude making Little Buding seethe inside.

"Now that Jiang Ling has acquired the Commander’s Seal, your task is about to fail."

"Who said so?"

"Otherwise? The Jiang Family’s only leverage is gone, who can still rival Jiang Ling now?"

Jiang Lai ate in large bites, shaking her head.

"No need to worry, I’ve got it under control."

"I think you don’t understand the consequences of beauty being a blade! Why didn’t you continue using the drugs on him when you had so much yesterday? I reckon you’ve long harbored feelings for him!"

"Yes."

Jiang Lai readily admitted her impure thoughts.

"Big brother, I’m helping you with a task, can’t I get some benefits in return?"

"You can... but shouldn’t you consider who the other person is! How dare you get involved with anyone!"

"Oh, shut up already. Don’t trust me, find someone else; I’m quitting."

Jiang Lai began to slack off completely, losing all the politeness and ingratiation she had when she first signed the contract.

Little Buding was infuriated, blocked speechless.

Knowing full well it can’t find anyone else at this moment, Jiang Lai deliberately irritated it, yet at present, it had no way to deal with her.

She took the credit for the last two task completions perfectly; even though it erased some of her memories, the outcomes remained for her.

Then Little Buding went silent, out of sight, out of mind, simply disconnecting, going off alone to sulk.

Jiang Lai was much relieved, continuing to eat when the door behind her was pushed open, Jiang Ling walked in, bringing a chill with him, his servants quietly helped him remove his coat and retreated.

Jiang Ling approached slowly, anxiety in his eyes.

Seeing Jiang Lai not even turn to look at him, he silently sat down in front, picked up the chopsticks, and served her food.

"Eat more."

The food placed in her bowl, Jiang Lai didn’t touch it, straightforwardly not even wanting the bowl.

Jiang Ling’s heart felt chilled.

She must hate him to death inside.

"Jiang Lai..."