As a woman, she had done everything he was supposed to do—it made him both angry and annoyed!
He suddenly pulled her tightly into his arms and scolded her in a low voice, "Chu Lingzhi, I hate you! I hate you for making me so scared!"
Chu Lingzhi was puzzled. "What are you scared of?"
Wasn't he the City King?
Wasn't he someone who lived on the edge of blades and gunfire?
Did he even know fear?
Hearing her say that, Nangong Yehen felt like strangling her.
He and their sons were so worried about her, yet she was so casually asking what he was scared of?
"You foolish woman, of course I'm scared if you die!"
"Cough, cough..." He was holding her too tightly, squeezing her until she could barely breathe.
"Who said I'm going to die?"
"If you don't go down the mountain to find the antidote, you will die!"
"That snake wasn't venomous. Even if I wanted to die, I couldn't."
As soon as Chu Junyu heard this, his crying abruptly stopped, and he kept wiping his tears with his sleeve.
What did Mommy say?
A non-venomous snake?
Nangong Yehen's back stiffened at the news.
Chu Lingzhi struggled out of his embrace and smiled at him. "That was a non-venomous black-tail snake."
When bitten by a snake, the wound needs prompt treatment.
Nangong Yehen had already sucked out the blood, so her wound wouldn't get infected.
She just needed to apply some ointment later.
"Are you sure it's non-venomous?" Nangong Yehen raised an eyebrow, his deep eyes brewing a storm that looked extremely dangerous.
Chu Lingzhi blinked and looked at the snake that Nangong Yichen had already killed. "Don't you believe what I say?"
Nangong Yehen suddenly clenched his fists, his face dark and grim. "Damn it, if it wasn't venomous, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I wanted to, but I didn't get the chance." Chu Lingzhi looked innocent.
First, Nangong Yichen called her Mommy, which moved her to tears.
Then Chu Junyu burst into loud sobs—she hadn't seen him cry in years, and before she could ask him about it, Nangong Yehen started yelling at her, saying so many things she couldn't understand.
"You did it on purpose!" Chu Junyu also raised his little fists and stomped his feet in anger. "You deliberately made me cry! Mommy, I'm very angry. You made me lose face in front of that little old man and ruined my image as an elegant gentleman!"
He was only five years old, his body still so small, his face so tender, his voice so childish.
When he clenched his fists and stomped his feet saying these things, he looked indescribably cute and funny.
Seeing him like this, Chu Lingzhi almost threw her head back and laughed out loud.
Nangong Yichen secretly wiped his tears, thinking to himself, at least he had strong emotional control, unlike Chu Junyu who immediately burst into loud sobs, completely ruining his elegant gentleman image and turning into a crying mess.
To avoid hurting Chu Junyu's feelings, Chu Lingzhi held back her laughter and coaxed him, "You're still that elegant gentleman. Your sad crying was because you were worried about me, which proves you're a sensible and filial child."
Chu Junyu turned his face away, refusing to look at Chu Lingzhi. "Hmph, anyway, I'm in a bad mood right now. I don't want to talk to you for ten minutes! Go deal with your wound yourself!"
"..." Chu Lingzhi looked at him. Was he really angry?
"Hmph!" She turned to look at Nangong Yehen, who also gave her a cold glance.
Chu Lingzhi blinked. "Did I ruin your elegant gentleman image too?"
Nangong Yehen ignored her, sat down, and said in a commanding tone, "Come here, I'll apply the ointment for you!"