Chapter 319: Volume 1 Chapter 319 Prison (4)

What good is there in killing you? the man's voice sounded weary and hoarse.

Jiang Zhi faced the emotions raging wildly in his eyes, as if she had been scalded, and closed her eyes.

Fu Shao Huai leaned in to her ear, speaking slowly: 'If I get bored, I might let you go.'

It was full of malice.

After he spoke.

He let go of her, rose, took the medicine the servant brought, scooped a spoonful and held it to her lips.

Take the medicine.

The girl on the bed remained motionless, sealing herself off, not allowing anyone to approach.

Fu Shao Huai's patience ran low, he tapped the porcelain spoon on the medicine bowl, gave a harsh smile: 'If you don't want to drink, then I'll have to feed you myself.'

Jiang Zhi knew the madman wasn't joking; she took the medicine bowl and drained it.

The bitter, warm herbal medicine lingered in her throat; she had to drink the Chinese medicine and also take the Western heart medication,

Fu Shao Huai lifted his eyelids and said, 'Good child.'

Like treating a child, he gave a candy as a reward.

Jiang Zhi bit the honey date, her teeth unintentionally grazing his fingertip.

The man's throat twitched slightly.

She didn't notice; the sweet taste on her lips and teeth dispelled the bitterness deep in her throat.

Thank you, Marshal,' she said gratefully.

Fu Shao Huai's expression grew darker; he abruptly rose, restraining the urge to pinch her jaw and taste her, his voice hoarse: 'Call me Fu Ye.'

The obedient, well-behaved girl, following his words, spoke softly:

Fu Ye.

Fu Shao Huai's heart pounded like a drum, more excited than when he first stepped onto the battlefield.

All of this stemmed from the girl before him.

The man left the room without a word.

Jiang Zhi felt a little better in her chest, lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Outside the main residence.

Fu Shao Huai stood in the cold night, lit a cigarette; the ember's red glow flickered in the darkness.

He had learned to smoke long ago; his mother died early, his father hated him to the core, this world was filthy and dark. To ease his uncontrollable emotions, aside from smoking, he took medicine.

He stood there for over ten minutes; the cigarette was almost burnt out, yet he hadn't taken a puff.

Finally he tossed it underfoot and stamped it out.

He irritably scratched his head, leaned back against the wall, and within two seconds turned and walked toward the bedroom.

He pushed open the door; the room glowed with dim yellow light, the girl on the bed slept soundly, her breathing steady and even, like a little cat he once kept at home.

That little cat was eventually killed by his father, thrown at his doorstep, reminding him he could never possess anything in this life.

Fu Shao Huai's eyelids drooped slightly as he walked to the bedside and stopped.

In her sleep, Jiang Zhi smelled the smoke, curled deeper into the blankets, rejecting his scent.

Fu Shao Huai lowered his head to sniff himself, his brows knitting tightly.

Her nose was still quite sensitive.

He turned and went to the bathroom to shower, washing for over an hour, finally cleansing the smoke from his body, then changed into sleepwear and returned to the bedside.

Fu Shao Huai thought, this is his bed, and she is now his woman, so—

He lifted a corner of the blanket and lay down.

Jiang Zhi slept deeply; feeling a cold draft, her body shifted backward, and just before she would have fallen off the bed, the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to the center.

Fu Shao Huai's face was dark and gloomy; he left the blankets and went to the bathroom again.

Earlier he had washed with cold water; this time he switched to hot water.

Scalding hot water poured over him, so hot he nearly smashed the showerhead.

Damn it.

Why should I bother with her?

Although he thought that, he still stood under the hot water for half an hour.

Finally he lay back on the bed; having suffered poor sleep quality lately, he smelled the fragrance of the bedding and felt waves of drowsiness.

He wrapped the girl in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Morning.

This was the best night's sleep Fu Shao Huai had ever had, but before he could get enough rest, he was kicked out of bed.

With a 'thud,' he instantly woke up.

Jiang Zhi's pupils widened; she clutched the blanket in her arms, not seeing the man on the bed clearly, mistaking him for a bandit, and kicked out.

Fu Shao Huai, rising from the floor, spat out word by word, his eyes cold and grimly smiling: 'You don't want to live, do you?'

Even he dared to kick.

He's tired of living.

Jiang Zhi made out the person, her spine stiffened, and she stammered: 'Is it... Fu Ye?'

Fu Shao Huai rose from the floor, took a step forward, came before her, and gently pinched her jaw: 'If not me, who else could it be?'

Jiang Zhi slowly reacted, her light-colored eyes gazing at him calmly: 'Sorry.'

Fu Shao Huai's expression was blank: 'This is my bed.'

He lay back down.

She merely replied: 'Okay.'

The young woman was neither annoyed nor angry, as if she didn't understand matters between men and women, sincerely apologizing, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with them lying on the same bed.

Fu Shao Huai thought she tacitly accepted their relationship, and his cold expression softened a little.

Continue sleeping.

Jiang Zhi shook her head and explained: 'It's very late.'

After saying that, she got off the bed, wearing the clothes placed on the bedside table.

Thank you for taking me in, Master Fu,

Fu Shao Huai didn't even lift his eyelids: 'Just a transaction.'

Jiang Zhi was well aware that her frail body would only bring trouble to others; otherwise her parents wouldn't have abandoned her.

She earnestly said: 'I will repay you.'

She would repay him to the best of her ability.

Fu Shao Huai narrowed his eyes into a slit, lazily glancing at her: 'How will you repay me?'

Jiang Zhi thought for a moment and said: 'I will...'

Her words trailed off; she stood there thinking for a long time, then suddenly realized she had nothing to offer.

The reason she was bedridden was that she had never cooked before and could barely do any household chores.

Fu Shao Huai gave a light sneer and said: 'You can be a bolster.'

Jiang Zhi's eyes lit up: 'Really?'

Fu Shao Huai: '……'

She couldn't even hear the sarcasm in his words?

Jiang Zhi blinked.

Fu Shao Huai snorted a laugh: 'Sure.'

…

The dining hall.

Jiang Zhi stood to the side, wanting to wait until he finished before going to eat.

Fu Shao Huai didn't see her come over to sit for a while; his gaze flickered, he frowned and turned his head to look at her.

Come over.

Jiang Zhi, with a gentle and refined demeanor, walked over at a calm pace, her reaction also slow, and she called out: 'Master Fu.'

Fu Shao Huai: 'Sit down and eat.'

Jiang Zhi belatedly realized and shook her head: 'I can wait until you finish eating.'

Fu Shao Huai smirked maliciously: 'Do you want me to feed you?'

Jiang Zhi solemnly refused: 'No need.'

The dining hall atmosphere was stiff and chilly; a row of servants serving dishes stood nearby, wishing they could knock their heads to the ground for fear of being implicated.

Plain indoor clothing on the man could not conceal his awe-inspiring presence.

The supreme commander who controlled the three provinces of Jiangling Estate—anyone wishing to visit would have to break down the threshold, let alone those women who wanted to marry him.

Even knowing his cruel and ruthless methods, they still vied with each other to become the marshal's wife.