FRGNM -Chapter 40 Provocation

Splash! The water in the pool rippled violently as Ling Ruoxi leapt out, drenched from head to toe. She was a complete mess, panting heavily, her mouth open as she tried to catch her breath.

“Hm?” The man, sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze swept across the pool and landed on the drenched woman. Her white clothes clung to her body, revealing her perfect figure—full curves, a rounded rear, even her undergarments were visible. The veil stuck to her cheek, and her eyes, full of fear, instinctively stepped back. The rolling pin in her hand hinted at her intent.

Luo Mingyu raised an eyebrow, lips curling slightly. “What are you doing here? Please leave.”

“Pervert! You humiliated my son! I’ll beat you to death today!” Ling Ruoxi’s face flushed bright red, and her intelligence seemed to vanish. She swung the rolling pin straight at Luo Mingyu’s head.

She had forgotten one thing: this world had something called Dou Qi. She also forgot her other identity—secret agent! In a panic, she could only instinctively attack with the weapon in her hand.

“What?” Luo Mingyu didn’t react at all. Seeing her pounce, he suppressed his Dou Qi and lazily flipped aside to avoid her attack.

Ling Ruoxi nearly fell forward, glaring at the man behind her. Her lips twitched. “You said you weren’t a pervert, yet you’ve taken your pants off!”

Luo Mingyu didn’t think much of it. His focus was on expelling the drug from his body; just a little longer and it would be done. The woman barging in had disrupted everything. He hastily channeled his energy, covering his important areas. “What pervert? Please explain yourself, miss.”

“You know exactly what you did to my son, and now you dare to get an erection? I swear I’ll castrate you!” Ling Ruoxi had seen everything, both what she should and shouldn’t. The sight in front of her left her face flushed as she swung the rolling pin toward him.

Ridiculous! Luo Mingyu frowned slightly and quickly dodged. “What could I possibly do to your son? Listen to me—miss…” His signature smile appeared, irresistibly charming, a smile that could beguile any woman. But it was useless on Ling Ruoxi.

“Damn your explanations!”

Smack! The rolling pin landed hard on Luo Mingyu’s head. Ling Ruoxi glared at him, stomping his rear with her foot, itching to smash him with the rolling pin. Who was this man? Her son was only five!

As the rolling pin descended, Luo Mingyu’s mind boiled down to two words: WTF… Was this even a woman? His smile had never failed to charm, yet it couldn’t calm her. Her tone and attitude reminded him of a foolish woman from six years ago, teasing men in front of him.

If this was her, how could she possibly attack him so violently in front of such a handsome man?

“You pervert! So handsome and yet a GAY, trying to touch my son! I’ll crush you!” Ling Ruoxi stomped on his rear while swinging the rolling pin.

The man, face ashen, turned to her. “Miss, there must be a misunderstanding. This is my room. How could I possibly harm your son?”

“You still dare to argue? You think being handsome makes you amazing? I’ll crush you!” Ling Ruoxi roared, raising the rolling pin.

Luo Mingyu knew he was in trouble. Slapping the ground, he slipped aside like an eel, barely standing in the water. He quickly grabbed a piece of cloth and tied it around his waist. “Miss, this is my room. Please leave!”

“Ha, pretending to be innocent now? Block what? I saw everything! So small…” Ling Ruoxi crossed her arms, smirking proudly.

Luo Mingyu’s expression darkened. She was a sharp-tongued woman, shamelessly staring at him while a man and woman were alone in a room. Where did such women exist?

“Please leave.” His lips curved into a cold smile.

Ling Ruoxi arched an eyebrow, smiling back. “Why should I leave? I haven’t finished with this pervert yet!”

Before she could react, his figure flickered. She hadn’t realized it yet when he suddenly lifted her, pressing her against his thigh. His massive presence pressed against her waist, nearly causing her to cry out.

Before she could scream, a slap landed on her rear. “I let you hit my butt! Are you still going to hit me? I told you I didn’t touch your son. You keep chasing me—obedient or not?”

If outsiders saw this, they’d be shocked. Even the young lord of Qiongyu Immortal Island had this playful side!

Ling Ruoxi, cheeks burning, glared at Luo Mingyu. “If you hit me again, I’ll castrate you!” She reached for the thing pressed against her waist.

Luo Mingyu’s body tensed. He knew she could do what she said. He grabbed her clothes and strode out.

Smack! Like trash, he threw her out and slammed the door.

“Mom!” Yizhui quickly jumped up, laughing at the sight of her messy mother.

Ling Ruoxi rolled up her sleeves, wiping water off, shouting, “I don’t believe it! You pervert, if you dare let me in, we—”

Smack! The door reopened. The man in the hat dragged her inside without a word and slammed the door shut.

“What—what are you doing?” Ling Ruoxi, slightly uneasy, looked at him, barely daring to breathe.

Luo Mingyu frowned, dragging her inside. “I’ve been poisoned. I missed the optimal treatment window. You’re Yizhui’s mother, right? I’ve heard of your medical skills. Help me expel the toxins from my body.”

“What?” Ling Ruoxi was stunned by the sudden turn. But recalling Luo Mingyu’s earlier state, she guessed some of it. She quickly placed her hand on his pulse, her expression darkening.

As Luo Mingyu said, the poison spread rapidly in his body, rushing toward his heart. Even his Dou Qi couldn’t slow it. His strength allowed him to control his heart meridians while forcibly expelling the poison—truly remarkable.

“Hexuan Powder? The poisoning is severe. I assume the women trying to seduce you used dirty tricks,” Ling Ruoxi said, also noticing the same scent on Yizhui but keeping silent.

“Treat your condition!” Luo Mingyu’s face turned dark purple. His brows furrowed as he stared at Ling Ruoxi. Soon, he wouldn’t be able to hold on.

If he wanted women, a gesture on the street would summon a crowd. But he didn’t need them. The only one he wanted… was her.

“Don’t get excited—your pulse is erratic!” Ling Ruoxi scowled. “Luckily you met me. But the poison has reached your heart meridian. You need to temporarily seal your six senses, embrace the Yuan, isolate from the outside. Trust me and do as I say.”

“Mm.” For a Dou Qi Master, sealing six senses was dangerous. Without a trusted companion, encountering enemies meant death. But Luo Mingyu complied, sealing his senses.

Ling Ruoxi noticed the poison’s spread slowing and drew eighteen silver needles. His poisoning was less severe than Huangfu Xuan’s, so these were enough.

Examining his smooth back, she felt disappointed. She remembered scars on the original man’s back—this one was flawless. Perhaps he wasn’t the same person.

She inserted all eighteen needles at once, pressing Luo Mingyu’s muscles. Feeling the pulsating right arm, she cut his fingertip, black blood gushing onto the floor.

After purging all the toxic blood, she exhaled and sealed his acupoints. Taking another eighteen needles, she pressed his arm.

“Hey, awake now. It’s done.” Feeling his cold skin, Ling Ruoxi’s face changed drastically. She checked his pulse—none!

She pressed his neck—no heartbeat. She laid him flat on the bed, face pale as death, sitting beside him and leaning on his chest. Impossible! She had never failed in medicine—how could she fail now?

No heartbeat… why no heartbeat?

Ling Ruoxi was on the verge of collapse, pressing hard on his chest. But Luo Mingyu lay still, as if asleep, completely motionless.