readsfreenovel Chapter 487 The following offense
Chapter 487 The following offense
The smell of blood spread between the lips and teeth. This was a kiss full of rust, rough and almost biting, but it turned into a sigh when it touched Lin Ci'an's trembling tongue. When the two finally separated, silver threads mixed with blood hung between their lips, and Chu Ziyu gently wiped them away with his thumb.
"This is called humiliation, my holy son." He whispered in Lin Ci'an's ear, his breath burning, "Your tricks... are still very immature."
Lin Ci'an's pupils contracted violently, and the dark power in his body exploded. The stained glass window exploded under the impact of the energy, and countless fragments poured down like crystal rain. Chu Ziyu quickly turned around and protected the person in his arms, letting the broken glass scrape against his armor and make a harsh sound.
When the storm subsided, Lin Ci'an saw clearly in the mess on the ground the arm of the other party that was protecting his head - there was a fresh scratch there, from which blood was oozing out, and the blood was winding along the lines of the silver armor to form a weird red mark.
"Why..." Lin Ci'an's voice was as soft as a dream, "You clearly wanted to betray me..."
Chu Ziyu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly lifted the man up. Before Lin Ci'an could come to his senses, he was gently placed on the table. The knight knelt on one knee, picked up one of his feet, and kissed the blood-stained toe of his boot.
"Then please watch carefully, Lord Saint." His raised face was as charming as a fallen angel in the colorful light and shadow, "see how this mad dog... commits a crime against his superiors."
With the dull thud of armor falling to the ground, Lin Ci'an felt dizzy.
Darkening value decreased to 70%
The last thing that caught Lin Ci'an's eyes was the sun mark on Chu Ziyu's chest, which rose and fell with his breathing, and was strangely glowing a dark red light.
When Lin Ci'an woke up, he found himself lying on the big bed in the bedroom, and it was already dusk outside the window.
He propped himself up and did not feel any discomfort. There was a faint red mark on his wrist - obviously it had been tied with a soft silk ribbon.
"woke up?"
A low voice came from the bedside. Lin Ci'an turned around and saw Chu Ziyu sitting in the shadows, wiping his sword. The knight had changed into casual clothes, with a black silk shirt with a slightly open collar, and the scar on his collarbone could be vaguely seen.
Seeing Lin Ci'an wake up, he put down his sword, picked up a cup of warm water and walked over.
Lin Ci'an subconsciously shrank back, and this subtle movement made Chu Ziyu's eyes darken.
"Are you afraid of me?" Chu Ziyu knelt on one knee beside the bed and handed the cup of water to Lin Ci'an's lips. "Your Excellency the Holy Son was not like this in the prayer room just now."
The warm water moistened his dry throat, but Lin Ci'an's ears felt hot because of the hint in the other person's words. He then noticed that he was only wearing a loose silk nightgown, with mottled red marks faintly visible at the collar.
"What... did you do to me?" Lin Ci'an's voice trembled a little.
Chu Ziyu chuckled and stroked the bite mark on the side of the Saint's neck with his fingertips: "What do you think?" He suddenly lowered his body and whispered in Lin Ci'an's ear, "The Saint is very enthusiastic. He grabbed my hair and wouldn't let me go..."
"Nonsense!" Lin Ci'an pushed him away violently, but the action triggered a hidden pain somewhere in her body, and she gasped.
Chu Ziyu's eyes darkened, and he grabbed his wrist: "Do you need me to help you remember?" He took Lin Ci'an's hand and pressed it on the sun mark on his heart, "You... you took the initiative to kiss this scar."
The skin under his palm was burning hot, and the raised scar rose and fell with his rapid breathing, like a living thing. Lin Ci'an wanted to withdraw his hand as if he had received an electric shock, but he was held firmly.
"Let go!" Lin Ci'an's voice was filled with rare panic, "Do you know that this is blasphemy..."
"Blasphemy?" Chu Ziyu suddenly sneered and ripped open his collar. Those hideous scars looked like twisted venomous snakes in the twilight. "How do you really think these scars came from?"
He grabbed Lin Ci'an's hand and pressed it on the latest wound: "Last Wednesday night, you had a sudden high fever, and I went out in the rain to pick moon grass. Guess who I met on the cliff?"