Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1180: 1184: Fate, Ineffably Wonderful!

Chapter 1180: Chapter 1184: Fate, Ineffably Wonderful!

Han Zuo nodded without hesitation, “Okay.”

If they were together tonight, then it would be right and proper to register their marriage tomorrow.

He would definitely take responsibility for her.

Responsibility for a lifetime.

Yian Jingxue’s lips slowly approached Han Zuo’s, murmuring, “Brother Zuo… after we get our marriage certificate tomorrow, let’s go see my grandfather. He surely hasn’t gone far. We’ll tell him we got married; he will be so happy…”

A bittersweet ache softened Han Zuo’s heart, unsure whether he felt sweetness or sorrow.

He hoarsely said, “Okay!”

As he watched the rosy lips coming closer and closer, the rationality he’d been desperately clinging to finally collapsed again.

It felt like a loud bang in his mind, and the string known as rationality broke.

He abruptly pressed Yian Jingxue down on the bed and captured her lips with his…

The drugs had eroded his restraint, making his movements rough.

A sliver of clarity remained in his mind, reminding him to be very careful, to cherish the person beneath him.

But the drugs had dulled his senses. Despite his caution, he still ended up injuring Yian Jingxue.

Over and over, turning and turning.

Finally, as the light of dawn began to show, Han Zuo’s movements gradually stilled, his consciousness slowly clearing.

Yian Jingxue had already passed out.

The bedsheet was drenched with fresh blood.

Seeing Yian Jingxue’s pale, snow-like cheeks and hair damp with cold sweat, Han Zuo harshly slapped himself, cursing himself as a beast.

Then he thought of Qin Wanyue, and he wanted to flay her alive, to crush her bones to dust!

He carried Yian Jingxue to the bathroom to wash both of them.

After tidying up and donning pajamas, he positioned Yian Jingxue to one side, rummaged through cupboards to find a clean sheet and quilt cover, and replaced all the bedding to make it comfortable. Then he laid Yian Jingxue on the pillow and covered her with a blanket.

The fiery energy that had been rampaging through his veins had vanished without a trace.

But seeing Yian Jingxue lying unconscious on the bed, he felt even more helpless than when he had learned he was drugged.

Looking at Yian Jingxue’s pallid cheeks and blood-drained face, emotions of distress and self-reproach surged within him, unclear which was more intense.

He couldn’t help but lower his head to kiss her brow and held her hand tightly, steadying his mind and trying to think about what he should do now.

Thinking of the excessive blood on the bed just now, he figured he should probably find a doctor first.

He knew this was Yian Jingxue’s first time.

It’s common for girls to have some bleeding their first time.

But the blood on the bed was too much; it was not just spotting but injuries he had inflicted.

He needed to find a female doctor to treat Yian Jingxue.

However, when he glanced at the clock, his spirits deflated.

It was just past five in the morning.

Several hours remained before hospitals began their workday.

He held Yian Jingxue’s hand, continuously kissing it, his heart full of tenderness and guilt.

He stared at Yian Jingxue’s sleeping face, unsure of what to do.

As he watched, his vision grew blurry.

He actually fell asleep.

The drug was very draining on his vitality.

He had exerted himself throughout the night, then taken care of Yian Jingxue’s bath, changed the sheets, not resting for a moment, and his energy was utterly depleted.

Unconsciously, he had fallen asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight.

His first reaction upon opening his eyes was to check on Yian Jingxue beside him.

Yian Jingxue next to him was still deep in sleep, her face flushed with an abnormal rosy tint.