Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 218 - 198 Anxiety Burns Like Fire

Chapter 218: Chapter 198: Anxiety Burns Like Fire

Chapter 218 -198: Anxiety Burns Like Fire

It was already the second day.

Chu Yu had kept Tian Rujing for an entire day, and she had been in a standoff with him for an entire night.

She wasn’t worried that keeping Tian Rujing and Yue Jiefei would pose any major problems, as long as she didn’t let outsiders barge in and see the true situation. Because of Shan Yin’s Princess’s reputation, outsiders would form a different interpretation of the facts and wouldn’t be concerned about the safety of these two men.

Tian Rujing was tied to a chair, while Chu Yu herself took a seat in a redwood chair with a backrest. Her whole body was relaxed, but her expression and heart were as taut as a bowstring about to snap.

Bright sunlight pierced through the gaps in the window, casting a barrier between the two of them.

Tiny dust particles danced in the morning light, though there were far fewer than what Chu Yu would see in her time, probably due to cleaner air.

Chu Yu hadn’t slept the entire night, and with her worries piling up, signs of exhaustion were clearly visible on her face. Her eyes started to redden, yet she continued to stare steadfastly at Tian Rujing.

Tian Rujing wasn’t in robust health either. Although he had been unconscious for a while due to the sedatives, he hadn’t eaten, and his physical depletion was about the same as Chu Yu’s.

This sort of staring contest was quite meaningless, Chu Yu knew. Merely watching Tian Rujing and not taking any action, even if she stared until her eyes went blind, Tian Rujing wouldn’t waver in the slightest. She might as well get some rest and think of other strategies.

But she couldn’t sleep. Whenever she thought of Rong Zhi’s frail appearance, it felt as though a fire was scorching her heart. She was terrified that if she closed her eyes, upon waking up, she’d hear the news of Rong Zhi’s death. This made her reluctant to even blink.

Tian Rujing was equally reluctant to look away.

He watched Chu Yu intently, even though he knew that her heart was with another man. With every glance, his sorrow deepened, but he couldn’t tear his gaze away.

No matter the outcome, it was always good to look at her a little longer while he could.

A gentle knock on the door resounded. Chu Yu pressed hard on her brow, trying to clear her head a bit before going to open the door.

Standing at the door was Huan Yuan. He had originally been in the room with her during the standoff against Tian Rujing. However, he had excused himself and left half an hour ago. Chu Yu thought he had gone to rest, but seeing him holding a black lacquered tray with steaming dishes, she realized he had gone to prepare breakfast for her.

Seeing her confused expression, Huan Yuan knew she had forgotten to eat again. He sighed in his heart, walked closer into the room, closed the door behind him, and said softly, “Princess, although you are worried about Rong Zhi, you must also take care of your own health.”

For Rong Zhi’s sake, doing this was not worth it.

He swallowed those words, not saying them out loud.

In his opinion, it wasn’t worth it, but for Chu Yu, it might not be the same. Given his status, saying this would not be too presumptuous. Yet for some reason, he felt it wasn’t right to say these things, and even pondering them seemed inappropriate.

Huan Yuan’s return brought a glimmer of brightness to the room that was growing tense and stagnated. Despite having stayed up all night just like the others, he appeared noticeably more relaxed. Any faint signs of fatigue were suppressed by his bright and handsome features, and the warmth and roundness in his voice provided Chu Yu with some relief.

“Thank you.” Chu Yu took a bowl of porridge, sat back down in her chair, and spooned it into her mouth. The hot porridge, mixed with finely chopped meat and unknown medicinal materials, looked somewhat brownish. It had a slightly astringent taste at first, but as it circulated around her mouth, it became soothingly warm and sweet, with the soft fragrance of the meat lingering and warming her body for a long time.

With food in her stomach, Chu Yu’s spirits lifted significantly. After setting down the bowl and thanking Huan Yuan once more, she pursed her lips, finding it somewhat difficult to ask, “How is he?”

Without saying so explicitly, the ‘he’ she referred to was naturally Rong Zhi.

Huan Yuan had been away for quite a while, likely not just visiting the kitchen. He probably had a good understanding of the situation within the mansion, including Rong Zhi’s current condition.

Before she came here yesterday, Chu Yu had instructed others to carefully look after Rong Zhi, and she had told Hua Cuo to immediately notify her if there were any changes with Rong Zhi’s condition. But since last night, she hadn’t received any news from Muxue Garden.

She didn’t know whether to consider that good or bad news.

Hearing Chu Yu’s question, Tian Rujing also perked up slightly, waiting for Huan Yuan’s answer.

Huan Yuan said softly, “He’s still the same as before.”

She had been in a coma, her breathing faint and pulse barely detectable, that kind of deathly iciness and pallor, even though he had never been on good terms with Rong Zhi, he couldn’t help but feel alarmed for him.

Disappointment showed on Chu Yu’s face, and at that moment, a detached voice came from nearby Tian Rujing, “As expected, it’s unlikely that Rong Zhi has much time left.”

It felt as though someone had violently tugged at her heartstrings. Chu Yu glared fiercely at Tian Rujing, although she knew that he didn’t mean to kick someone when they were down, his words were still annoying, unless he was willing to help Rong Zhi.

But seeing his composed expression, Chu Yu also knew she couldn’t do anything to him, and her thoughts were in complete turmoil.

Huan Yuan stood just behind Chu Yu; he was so close he could see her trembling shoulders. Despite being clad in several layers of clothing, from Huan Yuan’s angle, those shoulders seemed quite slender and frail.

He suddenly said, “Princess, let me do it.”

After a pause, he added, “If the Princess is unwilling to dirty your hands, Huan Yuan is willing to take the Princess’s place.” He offered to torture Tian Rujing for her.

Chu Yu was taken aback at this, slowly turning around with a hint of disbelief in her eyes. Although Huan Yuan had not stated it explicitly, she could tell he did not fully support her “defiling” the Heavenly Master. Why then was he suddenly offering to get involved?

Meeting Huan Yuan’s concerned gaze, Chu Yu suddenly understood: he hadn’t suddenly changed his mind, but was forcing himself against his will to do things he didn’t want to do, just to alleviate her burden.

Chu Yu sighed and shook her head, “Let me think about it some more.”

Do not do unto others what you wouldn’t want done to you. If she was unwilling, was Huan Yuan the kind of person who could flay someone without batting an eye? She couldn’t possibly transfer this burden to Huan Yuan just for her own momentary relief.

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To this day, she no longer knew how to thank Huan Yuan.

In fact, if she really had to take action, she could hand over Tian Rujing to Hua Cuo. As it involved Rong Zhi’s life and death, Hua Cuo was likely not to show mercy.

However, Chu Yu still couldn’t bear it. She couldn’t stand the thought of Rong Zhi dying, nor could she bear to truly torture Tian Rujing. In the end, it was she who would be tormented.

Moreover, even if she handed it over to Hua Cuo, there was no guarantee that the truth would be revealed. If Tian Rujing was tortured too harshly and made up a wrong method just to deceive her, wouldn’t that be counterproductive and harm Rong Zhi?

This “let me think about it” lasted until the third day.

Occasionally seeing Hua Cuo, Chu Yu noticed his obvious dark circles.

Because Tian Rujing was still detained, the rumors outside began to spread in an anticipated direction and were exceptionally fervent.

Amman had dug the tunnel to the outer garden and, because it was uncertain where the border of the Princess Mansion lay from there, it was inconvenient to dig upwards, so they temporarily stopped.

Liu Se stopped counting money.

Liu Sang came looking for Chu Yu seven or eight times but was blocked by Huan Yuan every time.

He Ji didn’t return to the Princess Mansion even once.

Passing by Muxue Garden, Huan Yuan’s handsome brows hinted at a sharpness like needles.

Unconsciously, the entire Princess Mansion had sunk into a subtle, hard-to-detect, yet all-pervasive tense atmosphere.

But Chu Yu wasn’t aware of these; she was sleeplessly preoccupied with only two matters.

First, Tian Rujing remained tight-lipped.

Second, Rong Zhi was still unconscious.