Chapter 879 — Long Coveted
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At this thought, Zhen Yingjun gritted his teeth and headed for the cave. With the price settled between him and Gu Pengzhan, it was time he properly enjoyed these two little beauties...
When Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu woke, they found their hands and feet bound fast. The two of them had been dumped inside a cave, dark and barely lit, so that they could hardly make out their surroundings.
"Yao Yao? Are you awake?" Shen Yushu, only just roused, called for Gu Mengyao without thinking.
"I'm awake." Gu Mengyao had come to more than ten minutes before Shen Yushu and was studying the inside of the cave, an indescribable sorrow in her brows. Before her eyes kept rising the image of Uncle Qing flying backward through the air. How she wished this were only a dream, that waking would make it all pass. But it was not a dream.
"Where are we? Are we dreaming?" Shen Yushu had just woken and was still muddled.
"We're not dreaming. We've been taken." Gu Mengyao shook her head, her voice tinged with grief. "I wonder how Uncle Qing is... whether he's all right?"
"He should be fine, shouldn't he? Don't forget, Arrow Bro is a miracle doctor - he even cured the Majestic General!" Shen Yushu was quite optimistic.
"It's not the same. If Wei Zhao is going to save Uncle Qing, it will take him a very long time and burn up a huge amount of that 'true qi.' Right now he has to save us, so he cannot save Uncle Qing..." Gu Mengyao had wondered earlier whether Wei Zhao would save Uncle Qing, but the more she thought about it, the slimmer the odds seemed - unless Wei Zhao simply gave up on her and Xiao Shu.
"Ah..." Hearing Gu Mengyao's words, Shen Yushu began to worry as well...
"You're awake? Wonderful! If you hadn't been, I would have had to wake you myself - I don't like women who don't respond!" Zhen Yingjun walked into the cave and saw that Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu had come to, which delighted him at once.
"Zhen Yingjun? It's you? So you were the one who kidnapped us!" Gu Mengyao had been wondering who could have taken them, and who could harbor such deep hatred toward them as to strike Uncle Qing down outright - but she had never imagined it was Zhen Yingjun behind it all!
"Haha, that's right, it was me!" Zhen Yingjun laughed loudly. "How about that? Bet you never guessed?"
"Indeed we never guessed. There's no deep hatred between us, is there? Why would you do this?" Gu Mengyao asked. She was stalling for as much time as she could; she knew that the longer she stalled, the more time Wei Zhao would have to come and rescue them.
"None? You left my mouth crooked and my leg lame, and you call that no deep hatred? What galls me most is that you played tricks on my body and left me impotent!" At the mere mention of their grudge, Zhen Yingjun's fury erupted, his eyes full of rage. "If not for the King of Medicine at Young Master Bing's side, I would have been a living eunuch! And every bit of it because I kicked an old rag-picker woman once - kicked the sack in her hands, no less - and you had that bastard Wei Zhao come at me for my life! Tell me, is that deep hatred or isn't it?!"
Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu were stunned. They had known about Wei Zhao leaving him with a crooked mouth and a lame leg, but they had never taken it seriously, assuming it was only temporary. What they had not known was that Wei Zhao had planted some hidden ailment on him - "impotence"?
At that word, both of them could not help blushing; after all, it touched on something private.
Still, neither of them had told Wei Zhao to make Zhen Yingjun impotent. Could Wei Zhao have done it on his own initiative? Yet even if he had, they had no thought of blaming him - after all, he had been standing up for them.
"Then what do you want?" Gu Mengyao stopped belaboring the point and asked him straight out.