Destroying one's good looks for a gold medal

  "Ah...!" Blue Ya's words were cut off as his large hand grasped the back of her head, and his lips descended to kiss her passionately.

  Wildly kissing with closed eyes, it's real, it's really...

  Instead, his kiss was very light, unlike the previous biting and tearing, from mouth to eyes to ears, repeatedly, as if kissing a fragile ceramic doll, with great care, afraid that one force would shatter it.

  Lan Ya blinked her eyes, stretched out her hand to push him but couldn't budge him. Two days of sleep had left her head dizzy and her body weak.

  Half a sound, Chu Ye's crazy darkness finally let her go, and her bright eyes were like a gemstone.

  The doctor's legs went limp with fear as he stared at her in shock, wondering how someone who was clearly on the verge of death could suddenly look like nothing was wrong.

  Miracle, it's absolutely a miracle, such a thing even Master may have never seen before, it's too shocking.

  "Get out." Zhū Yě's voice dropped as he turned his head.

  The doctor gave some medicine and after a while, the condition improved a lot, and upon hearing this, he got up and ran outside.

  Jūn Yě Kuáng Míng looked at Lán Yǎ, his eyes softened a lot. This woman actually made him so worried, he must get some interest from her!

  "What's wrong with you..." Lan Ya was a bit out of breath, reaching out to wipe her mouth, but he grabbed her hand.

  "Don't wipe it off." He was overbearing, and all his previous rage seemed to have disappeared after this kiss.

  Lan Ya pulled out her hand and glared at him, she insisted on wiping it clean.

  "Try wiping off my clean face if you dare." Chu Ye's body moved forward, his tone menacing.

  The hand near his mouth dropped down, and he was furious in his heart. This madman! Madman!

  A gust of cold wind blew, Lan Ya frowned, a medicinal smell on her body made her very uncomfortable, her head was heavy, the blood in her body was hot, and she gradually started to sweat.

  "Get out, I want to change clothes." She pulled her legs up and turned a cold face.

  "You're weak, I'll help you change." He stood up and took out a blue dress from the closet.

  Lan Ya's mouth twitched at the corners, she still had the strength to put on her clothes!

  "Get out." She emphasized.

  "What's there to be shy about? I've seen everything, including the clothes on your body, which I helped you change into." He walked up to her with a flirtatious gaze, holding the clothes.

  Lan Ya heard this and her eyes blazed with even greater anger, clutching at her clothes with a hint of disgust.

  "You've been running a high fever and I've helped you wipe your body many times...". Zhu Ye's words were laced with malice as he looked at her gloomy expression with great satisfaction.

  "Get out, you madman, you pervert! Get out!!" She was really furious, grabbing the pillow from the head of the bed and continuously hitting him with it.

  Ji Ye's smile deepened, and when the pillow came flying at him, he didn't dodge. He let it hit him squarely on the body, only then could he feel that she was really okay, and could fight with him...

  "Put it on." He tossed the clothes over her head, his eyes full of amusement, and turned to walk out of the room.

  "You're sick!" Lan Ya pulled down her clothes and cursed angrily.

  Lan Ya got out of bed, ordered the maid to leave, took off her clothes and stepped into the bathtub.

  The warm steam rose continuously, and she felt comfortable all over her body as she soaked in the water. She knew she had been running a high fever for two days, but that was just how her body worked - it wasn't like other people's.

  The evil spirit will not let her die, for the blood in her body has a medicine that can dissolve all evil spirits.

  She slept for two days, as if she had a very long dream. This was the first time she had a dream when she was entwined with illness. In her dream, she seemed to see that elegant and refined man.

  He smiled at her and told her he would come for her soon...

  After taking a bath and changing her clothes, she walked out. The room was filled with a strong medicinal smell, which made her very uncomfortable as she was extremely sensitive to medicine. Even the slightest whiff of it would make her feel heavy-headed.

  As she walked out the door, she didn't expect that Zhu Ye would still be there, no, it seemed like he had left and come back again. Because his face was covered in stubble and his hair was disheveled, but his clothes were spotless, a complete contrast to how he looked just before.

  As soon as he saw her coming out, he raised the corner of his mouth and stared at her with a steady gaze.

  Looking at the familiar Blue Jade of Crazy King's Mansion, her mood was terrible, really bad, and naturally, her complexion wasn't good either.

  "The sedan is ready." Chuyu Kuangmeng took a step forward, getting closer to Lan Ya.

  Lan Ya took a step back, looking at him with some vigilance: "Where are you going?"

  "Of course it's the Marquis' estate, or are you saying you miss the Crazy King's estate and don't want to go back?"

  "Would you be so kind as to send me back?" Lan Ya sneered: "Speak, what exactly do you want to do?"

  She always thought he would let her off!

  "In a month, I'll make you my queen!" He leaned in close to her ear, his eyes scanning down her neck, where the collarbone was exposed.

  In just two short days, she lost a circle of weight, originally very thin, now like a skeleton wearing clothes.

  One month ago, Wang married you as his queen? Lanyaa's head suddenly buzzed with shock and turned extremely surprised.

  "I won't marry you." After a moment of shock, she immediately replied that she didn't want to marry a devil and didn't want to be called the Crazy King's Consort.

  "What did you say?"

  "I don't want to marry you." Lan Ya's eyes showed determination. She would rather die than spend her whole life under his gaze.

  "Don't want to marry this king, then who do you want to marry? Baili Liancheng?" His eyes were burning with anger.

  Lan Ya's eyes stared straight at his anger, this time she couldn't yield, absolutely couldn't yield, if she married him, her life would have no hope.

  "No matter who I marry, it won't be you!" She said with a firm gaze, proudly raising her head.

  "Your words don't count!" He suddenly became furious, and whenever he encountered her, he couldn't control his emotions.

  Lan Ya pulled out the silver hairpin from her head, hid it in her sleeve, took a step back, and looked at him with a hint of disdain: "Isn't Wild Ye saying that you've fallen in love with me?"

  "Fall in love with you? Haha, I, the king, will never fall in love with anyone." Love? It doesn't even exist in his life!

  Lan Ya took a step back, her expression unchanged: "If it's not love, then you're imprisoning me just for this face?"

  She knew, she had known from the start, that good looks were attractive to any man, and Zhuo Yu was no exception!

  His eyes were complex and gloomy: "Your value is just a face!"

  "A face that can topple cities and countries is the root of all evil." Lan Ya sneered, her eyes cold as she stared at him: "Ji Ye likes this face, then I'll destroy this face!" She said, grasping the hairpin and slashing it towards her own cheek...

  Tomorrow, five gold medals will be added, and there is more...