Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1288 - 1292: Where Do You Feel Uncomfortable?

Chapter 1288: Chapter 1292: Where Do You Feel Uncomfortable?

"You don’t want your son anymore?" Ye Xingbei said: "Your son hasn’t come back yet."

"It’s okay, Feng Yi, Xueno, and Yu Nuo will take good care of them," Gu Junzhu led her upstairs, "Don’t worry, bird mom, you need to let go for your chick to grow up healthy and strong. Otherwise, you’ll only raise a mama’s boy... Do you want Xiao Shumiao to become a mama’s boy?"

Ye Xingbei: "...Preposterous!"

Her son was only five years old, precisely when he needs his mother the most. How could a few extra shows of concern turn him into a mama’s boy?

Competing with her son for his wife was already embarrassing, and now he has so many preposterous arguments!

Despicable!

Her disdain had no impact on Fifth Lord of Gu’s decision.

Gu Junzhu lured her back to the bedroom.

Just climbing two flights of stairs, Ye Xingbei noticed that Gu Junzhu looked particularly unwell, and all her desire to mock him vanished. Holding his face, she asked, "What’s wrong? Feeling unwell again? Why is your face so pale and you’re sweating so much?"

She extended her hand to wipe Gu Junzhu’s forehead and came away with a hand full of fine sweat.

"It’s nothing," Gu Junzhu grabbed her hand and kissed it, "I’ve been a little weakened these past few days. If you let me gain some energy from you, I’m sure I’ll be lively and energetic again."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Looking at his pale face, Ye Xingbei suppressed the urge to slap him and pushed him into the bathroom: "Go take a shower, and rest as soon as you’re done!"

Gu Junzhu grabbed her wrist and pulled her in: "Let’s do it together. I’m so weak, are you really at ease not joining me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll faint while washing up?"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Alright.

That’s a pretty strong argument.

She’ll endure it!

After the bath, Gu Junzhu looked even worse.

Once they lay down in bed, Ye Xingbei touched his face and then his forehead.

His temperature was normal, not feverish, but she was still worried.

Propping herself up, she looked down at Gu Junzhu lying on the pillow: "What’s really bothering you? Tell me, don’t make me anxious."

"Nowhere, I’m not uncomfortable anywhere," Gu Junzhu said helplessly: "Don’t be paranoid. It’s normal for someone who has been poisoned and strained like me to feel tired, right?"

Ye Xingbei didn’t believe it: "Nowhere hurts at all? You’re really not uncomfortable?"

"Really, just tired and sleepy!" Gu Junzhu turned to his side, pinned her down on the bed, and embraced her, kissing her forehead, "Be good, go to sleep."

But Ye Xingbei felt uneasy without a hint of sleepiness.

Seeing Gu Junzhu close his eyes and become still, she didn’t want to disturb his rest and closed her eyes as well.

Soon, Gu Junzhu fell asleep, obviously exhausted.

Ye Xingbei opened her eyes, looking at his pale cheeks, the colorless lips, and felt an aching heart as she silently prayed that he would have a good night’s sleep.

Hopefully, when she opens her eyes tomorrow, she can get the antidote from Yun Jue.

Once he takes the antidote, Gu Junzhu will be safe and sound.

Then, it would be a joyous occasion for everyone.

Preoccupied with Gu Junzhu’s health, Ye Xingbei couldn’t fall asleep.

Not wanting to disturb Gu Junzhu’s rest, she dared not turn over and just lay there quietly.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when she suddenly felt that the arm Gu Junzhu was holding was a bit warm.

She reached out and touched his forehead.

It was slightly hot.

She quickly sat up, turned on the light, and saw Gu Junzhu clenching his teeth as if enduring something.

When the light turned on, Gu Junzhu opened his eyes, his voice somewhat hoarse: "Why are you awake?"