Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 513 - 497: Valkyrie!

The sky gradually lightens.

Gu Lingxue tosses and turns in bed, looking frazzled, several times on the verge of losing it.

She hadn’t slept well the whole night.

It was because the noise from the room next door was too much, first Zhu Yan’s cries and then Sun Zhe’s screams.

"Sigh!"

"I really wonder how crazy those two were."

Gu Lingxue sighed helplessly, got out of bed, walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and decided to take a shower, change clothes, and then return to her own home to catch up on sleep.

Sun Zhe had been unconscious for the past half-month, and she had stayed here, sleeping in Sun Zhe’s room, because she needed to look after his injuries constantly.

Especially during those initial days, she didn’t close her eyes day and night caring for Sun Zhe.

"Knock, knock, knock."

She had just picked out a set of clothes from the wardrobe when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in, the door’s not locked."

Moments later.

Zhu Yan, wearing a purple camisole nightdress, walked into the room and said, "Breakfast is ready."

Gu Lingxue glanced at her and suddenly felt she seemed different today.

"Sister Yan, you seem different today."

Zhu Yan touched her face, "Do I?"

"Of course."

Gu Lingxue leaned closer to her, stared at her intently, and suddenly giggled, covering her mouth: "Ever since you moved here, every time I saw you, you looked wan and anxious. Why today..."

Saying this, she suddenly gasped and gave a knowing smile.

Zhu Yan instantly understood her smile, a blush appeared on her pretty face, and she looked elsewhere, muttering softly, "No, you’re mistaken."

Gu Lingxue sighed, "Indeed, a woman who’s been pampered is different."

Zhu Yan snorted, "You’re different too!"

"Am I?"

"Of course you are."

Gu Lingxue touched her face and said, "It’s probably because that brat exhausted me last night."

Zhu Yan looked at her meaningfully, "That must’ve been tough on you, but I’ve already avenged you."

"Avenged?"

Gu Lingxue looked incredulous.

Zhu Yan, with a proud look, said: "I guess he won’t be able to get out of bed today."

"Really?"

Gu Lingxue was still skeptical.

Knowing Sun Zhe’s formidable strength, she couldn’t believe Zhu Yan alone could make him stay in bed... What nonsense!

Zhu Yan didn’t say more, turned, and walked away with her long, sexy legs, "Remember to come down for breakfast. I have an early meeting today, and I need to head to the company soon."

"Oh, got it."

"..."

Moments later.

Once Zhu Yan went downstairs, Gu Lingxue quickly freshened up and then went to Zhu Yan’s bedroom. After checking, she realized Zhu Yan wasn’t kidding.

The room was a mess, with all sorts of clothing scattered around, and several used stockings piled on the floor.

The white silk bedsheets were all creased, with quite a few faintly red liquid stains.

Sun Zhe lay on the bed as if paralyzed, face pale, seeming to have lost weight.

"Hahaha... Sun Zhe, you little brat, you had your day after all!"

"Serves you right!"

For a moment, Gu Lingxue admired Zhu Yan deeply, took out her phone, and snapped pictures of Sun Zhe.

"Sister Yan is truly a warrior goddess!"

"..."

...

Sun Zhe naturally didn’t know his defeated awkward state had been captured by Gu Lingxue.

He woke up naturally sleeping until past three in the afternoon.

The large villa was quiet, except for him and Qing Kui.

Qing Kui lived in the storage room at the back of the villa, with an attitude of ignoring worldly affairs, either watering flowers or practicing alone.

"Hiss..."

"So sore!"

Sun Zhe sat up, rubbed his aching back, feeling weak all over.

Recalling last night’s thrashing by Zhu Yan, his heart was still full of fear, secretly swearing not to provoke Zhu Yan in the future.

That was practically a wild beast!

Taking out his phone, he saw messages from Zhu Yan and Xia Shiyue.

Zhu Yan had left for work early, saying the company was busy today and she’d return late. She also left a message asking Sun Zhe to tidy up the "battlefield" when he woke up.

Xia Shiyue had gone out with Gu Lingxue to attend to matters, also returning tonight.

"Why is everyone so busy?"

Sun Zhe stretched lazily, put down his phone, got out of bed, and washed up.

After tidying the room, Sun Zhe changed clothes and headed out, letting Qing Kui keep an eye on the house.

...

...

A district in Yang City.

Within a luxury five-star hotel.

An intense scene was playing out on a delicate large bed.

Liu Bingyue raised her long snow-white neck, letting out an enchanting moan, face in ecstasy, two delicate arms straightening after stretching, gripping the sides of the blood slave’s knees underneath fiercely, her slender waist and round snow-white hips twisting frenetically, creating an almost ghostly shadow.

Her waterfall-like long hair swung in rhythm.

Her half-closed starry eyes exuded extreme allure, her two red pupils glowing like gems.

But the blood slave beneath her was in agony, face devoid of color.

Soon.

As Liu Bingyue stopped shaking, the blood slave quickly perished with bloodshot eyes bulging as if about to pop out, dying with deep unwillingness.

There’s a saying, "Better dead under a peony than alive in hardship."

But Liu Bingyue is no peony, rather she’s the blood-red flower on the Yellow Springs’ shore.

"Come in."

Having absorbed the extracted Blood Essence Qi through cultivation, Liu Bingyue softly opened her lips, responding to the door knock from half an hour ago.

Then Ye Fei pushed the door and entered, walked respectfully to the bedside, looked at the nineteen-year-old blood slave Liu Bingyue was riding, eyes full of pity and also fear.

He was truly afraid he’d end up like this one day.

At this time, the blood slave’s body was visibly shriveling until it became a dried corpse.

Liu Bingyue rose slowly from the blood slave, suddenly furrowing her brows, a trace of pain flashing in her expression.

Ye Fei hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, what’s the matter?"

Liu Bingyue, maintaining a half-squat, gritted her lip corner, shook her head to toss her fragrant long hair onto her shoulder, then reached down with a slender hand and said: "It’s stuck inside."

Ye Fei: "..."

Moments later.

Liu Bingyue finally got that dried object out, indifferent to being seen unclothed by Ye Fei, flipped off the bed gracefully, and walked towards the bathroom, asking, "Only found one today?"

Ye Fei, full of bitterness, thought managing to find one blood slave was lucky.

Liu Bingyue cursed him as useless, then asked, "Did you probe Qing Kui’s whereabouts?"

Ye Fei quickly said, "I’ve found out, and came to Your Highness precisely for this matter!"

He added, "Grandpa Qing Kui is currently at Sun Zhe’s home!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bingyue gently frowned.

Ye Fei moved to the bathroom door, secretly admiring the enticing perfect figure through a layer of glass, cautiously said: "Your Highness, the woman’s strength is too formidable. Should we hold off for now?"

Hearing this, Liu Bingyue snorted coldly, recalling Xia Shiyue’s humiliation of her that night, eyes filled with resentment.

"Find another blood slave, if not, you’ll be the substitute."

Ye Fei shivered in fear, hastily turned and left.

"Rest assured, Your Highness, I’ll definitely find one for you!"

"Oh, Your Highness, I noticed the young security guard at the entrance seemed decent, young and sturdy. Should we lure him for your pleasure?"

"..."