Chapter 2412 — A Compulsion She Could Not Help
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Wei Zhao hesitated a moment, then chose to close his eyes and lie quietly on the bed, breathing evenly and letting out soft snores, as though fast asleep...
After a while, his door was gently pushed open. In the villa, Wei Zhao naturally had no habit of locking his door. From the jade-pendant space he could see that the newcomer was indeed Xiaoshu! It did not surprise him — and yet, in a way, it did...
The usual mischief and sweetness were gone from Shen Yushu's face, replaced by a faint, pale sorrow and tension. Standing in the doorway, she seemed to be weighing something. She considered for a long while, sighed softly, then took a step and walked into Wei Zhao's room...
In Shen Yushu's hand was a sharp knife, glinting with a cold blue light under the moon. She crept silently to Wei Zhao's side and looked at him sleeping there, a complicated look flashing through her eyes, as though she were waging a final struggle within herself...
On the surface Wei Zhao still feigned sleep, but in truth he had been watching Shen Yushu's every move. When he saw her come over with the knife in hand, he could not help but start inwardly!
Not, of course, out of fear of the knife in her hand — he was shocked rather than frightened. What had Shen Yushu come to do with a knife? In fact, he could more or less guess: was Xiaoshu going to kill him?
Surely that was the only explanation — otherwise, why would Shen Yushu appear in his room at this hour with a sharp knife? Especially with that Succor Grass, a sleeping drug, hidden in the chicken-leg rice earlier!
Shen Yushu drew a deep breath and silently raised the knife. Her heart was pounding violently, her breathing rapid and uneven, so that the hand gripping the blade trembled without cease. One could see how fierce the struggle inside her was!
"Hoo..." At last Shen Yushu could bear the inner torment no longer and lowered the knife again, gasping for breath, staring blankly at the sleeping Wei Zhao!
Only after a long while did Shen Yushu compose herself. Once more she slowly raised the sharp knife and leveled it at Wei Zhao's chest!
By now Wei Zhao was certain at last: Xiaoshu meant to assassinate him! But for what reason? Wei Zhao could not work it out — truly could not work it out!
If it were said that Xiaoshu liked him, Wei Zhao would believe it. But if it were said that Xiaoshu could assassinate him, Wei Zhao truly found that hard to believe!
All along, Shen Yushu's behavior and the relationship between the two of them had made such a thing all but impossible. Yet the very thing that could not happen had happened, just like that?
Wei Zhao thought of the smell he had caught on the floor earlier — something like the smell of poison. Though it had been wiped clean, a faint residue remained. He had not been certain, and he could hardly lick the floor to check, but at this moment Wei Zhao guessed that the tea earlier had probably been drugged by Xiaoshu as well!
Otherwise, Xiaoshu could not have behaved so strangely: pouring him tea, then snatching it back, then reaching out to knock it over when Gu Mengyao wanted to drink. That proved how conflicted Xiaoshu was inside — and it matched the scene before him now perfectly.
Xiaoshu's heart must be torn; she must have some compelling reason she could not help but obey!