Chapter 216

Song Xuan frowned slightly. The hot water made his wounds hurt a little. Besides the smell of blood, he could also smell the faint scent of the woman.

Unlike the fresh and elegant scent of jasmine, it has a fragrance mixed with soapberry and sweet aroma.

Song Xuan realized that this was her original scent. He had been so caught up in his anger that he had only noticed the absence of the jasmine fragrance on her, ignoring her original aura...

The wound on his back ached continuously as the water flowed, causing his heart to beat faster.

After Shen Qingnian washed Song Xuan's back clean, she came to him. When she tried to scoop water with a ladle, the man stopped her.

Through the floating water vapor, Song Xuan took the water ladle from her hand, his voice slightly hoarse: "I can handle the rest myself."

He was wearing pants at the moment, so naturally he couldn't just wash his upper body.

Shen Qingnian didn't insist. After responding, she walked out from behind the screen. Compared to when she had just left the bandits' stronghold, she could clearly feel that the man was feeling better.

Song Xuan was just exhausted. After resting, although he was not as strong as usual, he had recovered a lot.

Shen Qingnian returned to the bedside and changed the blood-stained quilt. Just then, there was a knock on the door.

She paused for a moment, then quickly walked to the door and opened it.

Outside, He Lianxin held a clean quilt and some food, while Yan Jinyong beside her held medicine for her injuries.

When He Lianxin and Yan Jinyong saw Shen Qingnian after she washed her face, they were obviously stunned, and a look of amazement flashed in their eyes. They couldn't help but look at each other, and a thoughtful look appeared in their eyes.

Just now, Shen Qingnian's face was dirty, and her appearance was not visible. Now that she has washed her face and changed into clean clothes, her extraordinary features are revealed.

She was strikingly beautiful and had a cool, aloof air; it was clear she was not from an ordinary family.

Seeing this, Shen Qingnian smiled and said, "Thank you both for taking me in. I am Master Shen from Yanyu City. My husband is from the capital. He came to Jiangnan for the first time and couldn't resist going there because of the beautiful scenery. However, an accident happened on the way. Fortunately, we met you two."

Upon hearing that she was the famous female tutor Shen from the city, He Lianxin's deep thought turned into surprise, and she couldn't help but look her up and down: "You are the famous female tutor in the city? But I heard that the famous female tutor Shen is a widow?"

As a teacher, Shen Qingnian's reputation was quite well-known throughout the entire Misty Rain City. She was a good teacher, and especially since she was a woman, it was enough for everyone in the city to know her, and even people outside the city had heard of her name.

“That’s right, I am a widow, and I also come from the capital, as does my husband,” Shen Qingnian said, stopping short of revealing the truth.

These words dispelled their doubts, and the appropriate use of ambiguity added to their credibility.

It's not uncommon for widows to find other partners. Everyone knows that Master Shen is an outsider, and given her exceptional learning and background, it's quite understandable that she could find a man from the capital.

Upon hearing this, He Lianxin indeed showed some understanding. She handed the quilt and food in her hand to Shen Qingnian and said with concern, "Master Shen, please take these things inside quickly, have something to eat, and then rest."

Although she and Jin Yong had only been married for a short time, they were going to have children in the future, and the whole city of Yanyu wanted to send their child to the Shenfu Academy.

Today she saved Master Shen, and when she gives birth to her child in the future, Master Shen will surely remember her kindness and take her child into the school.

Thinking of this, He Lianxin smiled and took the medicine from Yan Jinyong's hand, placing it in Shen Qingnian's arms.

She continued, "Master Chen, this is medicine for your injuries. You and the young master must not catch a chill in the deep night and heavy dew."

After saying that, she thoughtfully closed the door for Shen Qingnian.

Shen Qingnian turned around with her things and saw a man, covered in sweat, sitting on a stool—