Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 664 - 665 Pandora’s Magic Box

Chapter 664: Chapter 665 Pandora’s Magic Box

Song Xiaodong hopped in, then smiled and said, "I’m sorry for sneaking into your boudoir without your permission."

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing." Shui Qingyue hurriedly shook her head, her expression quite excited, but at that moment she didn’t know what to say to Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong looked at Shui Qingyue, his smile growing wider, and said, "You’re going to be a bride tomorrow, congratulations."

Shui Qingyue looked at Song Xiaodong, bit her lip, and said, "Did you come just to congratulate me?"

Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "Yes, I’ve already told you, I would come to congratulate you on your big day, I have to keep my word."

Shui Qingyue felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart and said softly, "Thank you for coming."

Song Xiaodong frowned slightly and asked, "You’re getting married, why aren’t you more excited?"

"I..." Shui Qingyue opened her mouth, really wanting to tell Song Xiaodong that she didn’t want this marriage, but the thought that even if she told him, what could he do? With the Shui Family and Liu Family’s power being so great, she couldn’t let Song Xiaodong stop the marriage—that would just be harming him.

Zhan Yan gave a slight smile and said, "Maybe it’s just pre-wedding nerves."

"Ha... It’s normal to be a little nervous, after all, you’re about to say goodbye to being single, and from then on you’ll be a wife, with a new family. But I believe with your kindness and innocence, you will surely be happy."

"Thank you." Shui Qingyue smiled again.

Both of them suddenly didn’t know what to say next. Song Xiaodong hesitated for a moment and then said, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first."

"Don’t!" Shui Qingyue called out instinctively.

"Is there something else?" Song Xiaodong looked at Shui Qingyue, puzzled.

"I... Can you stay and talk with me? I’m feeling a bit anxious, and I don’t know why."

Song Xiaodong looked at Shui Qingyue, nodded, and said, "I feel like there might be something wrong with your health. Let me check on you."

"Oh, okay." Shui Qingyue quickly agreed. She had instinctively called out to stop Song Xiaodong from leaving earlier, but she didn’t know what she should talk about with him. Now that Song Xiaodong had initiated a topic, she felt much more relaxed.

Song Xiaodong said, "Then sit down, and I’ll take your pulse for you."

Shui Qingyue sat on the edge of the bed, while Song Xiaodong pulled over a chair from the dressing table and sat opposite her, gently pressing his hand onto Shui Qingyue’s wrist.

After squinting his eyes for half a minute, he finally opened them and said, "You seem to have been in a poor mood recently, which has caused some hormonal imbalances. I’m guessing it’s some lingering issues from when I kidnapped you, and then I was focused on healing my injuries, neglecting you."

"You can heal people?" Shui Qingyue didn’t concern herself with her issues, but instead looked at Song Xiaodong with curiosity.

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "Yes, a little. I can cure common illnesses."

Shui Qingyue said, "A good doctor must surely be a good person."

Song Xiaodong chuckled and replied, "That’s not always the case, there are still some scoundrel doctors out there. You’re getting married tomorrow, and you should definitely be in the best condition possible, so how about... I give you acupuncture treatment to ensure you return to normal."

"Sure!" Shui Qingyue agreed without hesitation.

"Then lie down, please."

Just as Shui Qingyue was about to lie down, she stopped and asked, "Do I need to take off my clothes?"

"Ahem, that won’t be necessary," Song Xiaodong replied awkwardly. "You’re not wearing much as it is."

Shui Qingyue looked down at herself, realizing she was only in her nightgown. Although it wasn’t a strappy type, it still revealed quite a bit of skin. Initially, she felt somewhat shy and embarrassed, but seeing Song Xiaodong’s expression, she suddenly didn’t care and chuckled, "I thought acupuncture required getting completely undressed."

Song Xiaodong was surprised and said, "Qingyue, since when did you become so bold with jokes?"

Shui Qingyue pouted, "Why can’t I joke around? I feel totally at ease with you; I can joke whenever I want to."

Indeed, after spending days and nights together inside that mountain cave, Song Xiaodong had never laid a hand on her, which spoke volumes about the kind of man he was. Therefore, Shui Qingyue had absolute trust in Song Xiaodong and felt more relaxed in his presence.

After lying down, Shui Qingyue didn’t avoid Song Xiaodong’s gaze and said, "Go ahead with the acupuncture, then. By the way, will it hurt?"

"It hardly hurts; don’t worry," Song Xiaodong reassured her, silver needles already in hand.

"Wow, how did you make those silver needles appear? Do you also do magic?" Shui Qingyue was immediately astonished.

"That’s my bread and butter; naturally, I’ve practiced it well," Song Xiaodong said with a smile. "Close your eyes for a bit, and it will be over before you know it." He found Shui Qingyue’s gaze a bit peculiar and felt uncomfortable meeting her eyes.

"No!" Shui Qingyue flatly refused, "I don’t want to sleep." Her voice carried a hint of coquetry and willfulness.

Song Xiaodong shrugged his shoulders, "Alright then, as long as you’re not scared."

Shui Qingyue responded, "Looking at such long needles, I’m a bit scared, but since it’s you who’s using them, I’m not afraid."

Song Xiaodong smiled, didn’t say anything else, and the needle flicked into Shui Qingyue’s lower abdomen.

"Ah!" Although she said she wasn’t afraid, Shui Qingyue still cried out softly but then remarked, "Hey, it really doesn’t hurt."

"Of course, why would I lie to you?" Song Xiaodong replied casually.

"You... wouldn’t lie to me," Shui Qingyue murmured softly, her eyes suddenly becoming misty.

After placing a few needles, Song Xiaodong twirled the silver needles between his fingers and noticed Shui Qingyue’s vacant stare. He gently patted her hand and softly asked, "What’s wrong?"

Shui Qingyue looked at Song Xiaodong, opened her mouth, then managed a forced smile, "It’s nothing."

Just then, an unexpected desire had sprung up in her heart. She hoped that Song Xiaodong would suddenly give in to his primal urges and just take her; after all, she wouldn’t find happiness in her marriage, and Liu Minghui would never treat her well. So why should she remain chaste for him? He always believed she had been taken by Song Xiaodong, so why not let that become the truth?

But as she gazed upon Song Xiaodong’s clear eyes and focused expression, Shui Qingyue knew he wouldn’t do such a thing. If he had wanted to, he could have done it back in the confines of the mountain; he didn’t need to wait until today.

However, once this thought surfaced in her mind, it was like opening Pandora’s box; she found it impossible to suppress, nor did she even want to.