[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 31

Chapter 31: Come With Me?

“Sit down.”

Mu Ruo took out the gauze. Seeing that Xue Wuluo had completely calmed down, she took off her outer robe and asked, “Were you scared just now?”

Mu Ruo’s long eyelashes lowered, and she said calmly, “Take off your inner garment too.”

Xue Wuluo was greatly embarrassed. “Maiden Mu…”

“Being hit by the Blue Wind Mountain Sect’s ‘Life Lost in the Yellow Springs Claw,’ your right shoulder probably won’t heal for half a month.” Mu Ruo suddenly glared at her fiercely. “Inner garment! Take it off!”

Scared by her glare, Xue Wuluo shrank back and whispered, “Okay…”

Seeing her taking off her inner garment slowly, Mu Ruo showed impatience. Reaching out, she tore off the entire sleeve of her right arm. The sound of tearing made Xue Wuluo’s heart tremble. Three bloody holes were starkly visible on her round shoulder. Mu Ruo wiped the blood around the wound clean, took out a white porcelain bottle, shook the mouth of the bottle over her shoulder, and sprinkled a pile of white powder.

As the powder fell on the wound, Xue Wuluo suddenly reached out and gripped the corner of the table tightly. Her right shoulder was no longer numb, but instead, a bone-deep, heart-devouring pain came from it!

“Don’t move, I need to cover the inside of your wound with this powder.” Mu Ruo put down the bottle calmly and reached out directly to smear the powder into the bloody holes. Xue Wuluo wanted to scream in pain but forcefully held it back, only gasping for cold air, her throat trembling.

Amidst the severe pain, a thought persisted in her mind: How did Maiden Mu Ruo know the name of this claw technique?

Seeing Xue Wuluo trembling in pain but refusing to take off her mask, Mu Ruo moved her other hand extremely fast and tore off her mask directly. “What’s the use of gasping inside the mask? Aren’t you afraid of suffocating yourself?”

Xue Wuluo naturally couldn’t stop her. Her vision suddenly brightened, and she stared blankly at Mu Ruo’s stunningly beautiful face. Then thinking of the winding scars all over half of her own face, she couldn’t help feeling ashamed of her inferiority and turned her face away.

Knowing what she was thinking, Mu Ruo pressed hard on the wound and said, “Am I ugly? You don’t want to look at me? Who told you to go up and mediate the fight? Who can you beat with your kung fu? That Taoist is a disciple of the Blue Wind Mountain Sect, and the one holding the chopsticks is—”

She suddenly stopped talking. Curious, Xue Wuluo turned back to look at her. “What?”

Her right shoulder was pressed hard again, and she couldn’t help crying out. Mu Ruo sneered, “Willing to cry out now?”

Xue Wuluo murmured, “Maiden Mu…”

Mu Ruo sprinkled some more medicinal powder on her shoulder and said, “I don’t know what kung fu that man holding the chopsticks used, but he must be an expert. Being in this Xue Star Tower for so long, I actually… you all actually didn’t notice.”

“Head Manager Xue definitely noticed,” Xue Wuluo said. “She didn’t let those Guardian Star sisters go up.”

Mu Ruo’s expression became even colder. She glanced at Xue Wuluo and said, “Head Manager Xue… Hmph, she is also from the Blue Wind Mountain Sect, probably the Senior Martial Aunt or Junior Martial Aunt of those disciples, and suddenly left to hide!” Towards the end, Xue Wuluo actually heard a hateful tone. She asked, “How did you recognize those people from the Blue Wind Mountain Sect?”

Mu Ruo continued to apply medicine to her wound, tears faintly flashing in her eyes, but they disappeared quickly. She picked up the gauze to bandage Xue Wuluo’s shoulder. “I’ll feed you some Drunken Body Pills, then you won’t feel pain anymore. Go lie on the bed and rest.”

Xue Wuluo whispered, “Maiden Mu… A-Ruo… I…”

Seeing her hem and haw for a long time without saying a sentence, Mu Ruo sighed, “You block of wood, what else do you want to say?”

“I… Young Mistress asked for two bottles of Snow Wind Blue Flower Pills from them and gave them both to me.” Xue Wuluo took out two small blue porcelain bottles. Mu Ruo’s expression flickered, and finally she said faintly, “You keep one bottle, and give the other to Little Treasure. She has Fire Poison in her body; taking this pill can at least keep her mind clear.”

“Then let’s wait for the Young Mistress to return and make a decision,” Xue Wuluo said.

Staring at her, Mu Ruo didn’t know what she was thinking. Then she sat on Xue Wuluo’s lap, wrapped her arms around her neck, and suddenly began to sob softly.

Xue Wuluo was stunned. She subconsciously stroked Mu Ruo’s back. “Mu… A-Ruo, what’s wrong?”

Mu Ruo sobbed twice and stopped crying, but still hugged her tightly.

“I… I am happy…”

Xue Wuluo couldn’t see Mu Ruo’s expression, so she could only stroke her back and comfort her in a low voice, “I am here, I won’t let you get hurt.”

“…Idiot, you don’t understand what I’m saying.”

Mu Ruo buried her head in her neck, her hot breath hitting the skin. Xue Wuluo smelled the cold fragrance on her body dazedly, and her heart beat faster. An impulse made her want to hug Mu Ruo’s body tightly, but as soon as she exerted force with her right shoulder, it hurt so much she couldn’t even speak, so she had to give up.

Mu Ruo lay on her, breathing slowly. After a long time, she whispered, “Wuluo, how about I take you away?”

Xue Wuluo’s body trembled, and she murmured, “Where to?”

“Anywhere is fine,” Mu Ruo raised her head, her lips gently brushing past Xue Wuluo’s ear. The wound left by the burn had long healed, the edges rough and uneven, feeling stiff and cold to the touch. “I’ll take you away, okay?”

“A-Ruo, are you unhappy?” Xue Wuluo said.

Mu Ruo gently took her burned earlobe into her mouth. Xue Wuluo’s chest heaved violently for a moment, and she screamed, “Don’t!”

Resisting the urge to bite off her earlobe, Mu Ruo got off her, her gaze revealing indifference. “You despise me? Unwilling to go with me?”

“No… no…” Covering her shoulder, Xue Wuluo also stood up, explaining anxiously to her, “I mean… A-Ruo, don’t you want to stay in the Xue Star Tower anymore? Does the Young Mistress know? If you leave, she will go crazy looking for you!”

Mu Ruo gave a cold smile, unlike her usual indifferent gentleness. “Young Mistress Xue—Xue Mu is already married to Dugu Yuan’an. In her heart, there is only Dugu Yuan’an alone. What am I? Can I compare to Dugu Yuan’an? I am nothing, just a Music Star!”

Xue Wuluo was shocked speechless by the sorrow in her words. Thinking the person she truly liked was Xue Mu, her gaze dimmed, and she whispered, “If you… if you like the Young Mistress, you should have said so earlier. You should have married her…”

Pacing back and forth in the room, Mu Ruo heard her say this sentence and was so angry she picked up a soft pillow from the bed and threw it at her!

“You are truly rotten wood! Stupid beyond reach!” she shouted.

Scolded by her like this, Xue Wuluo was heartbroken, lowering her head in silence.

“Knock, knock, knock—”

Xue Mu appeared at the door. She pushed the door open, hearing the strange noise inside. Seeing Mu Ruo’s cheeks flushed with anger and Xue Wuluo missing the right sleeve of her inner garment, standing there with her head hung low, she wondered:

“Are you two flirting?”