Chapter 17: Skillful Technique

It was already late at night when Shen Yuexi and Feng Zhang rushed back to Daliang Village.

After returning home, she first rinsed Xiao Zhuo's wound with clean water. After no pus or blood was visible, she sprinkled anti-inflammatory powder into the wound and bandaged it.

But this is only a temporary solution. The wound is deep and must be treated by a doctor.

After everything was done, she sat at the table and talked to Xiao Zhuo about what happened in the county town.

"I went there late today, and all the county pharmacies are closed. These are the only medicines I could buy. Tomorrow morning, I will go to the city again, and this time I must invite a doctor."

As she spoke, she took out the jade pendant from her bosom and returned it to Xiao Zhuo, saying, "After daybreak, we'll go into the city and sell the tiger skins. We'll have money, so I'll return this jade pendant to you."

Xiao Zhuo took the jade pendant, put it in his arms without even looking at it, and reached out to push the soup bowl on the table in front of her.

"For me?" Shen Yuexi glanced at Xiao Zhuo, reached out to touch the soup bowl, and found that it was still hot.

"Drink this bowl of chicken soup." Xiao Zhuo seemed to rarely do this kind of thing, and his words were quite stiff.

Shen Yuexi didn't care. Xiao Zhuo was the crown prince, and he probably had never taken care of anyone before. She had only eaten half a meal before leaving, and now she had been running all the way, so she was already starving. Without hesitation, she drank the chicken soup in one gulp.

After eating, I felt sleepy.

She was about to go out and ask Old Madam Feng where they were staying tonight when Xiao Zhuo said coldly, "You sleep on the bed tonight and I'll sleep on the floor. I've already boiled some hot water, so go get ready."

When he said these words, his back was facing her. Shen Yuexi thought he was not used to living in the same room with her, so she walked out.

"No, I'll go ask the old lady if there are any extra rooms."

Xiao Zhuo turned around, looked at her and said, "The Feng family only has three rooms."

Shen Yuexi stopped and didn't expect Xiao Zhuo to notice this.

Old Mrs. Feng has one room, Feng Zhang has one room, and the last room is where they live now.

Now that they are husband and wife, living separately would arouse suspicion from outsiders.

Although she was not used to living with others, she could not agree when she saw Xiao Zhuo wanted to sleep on the floor. He was injured and the floor was cold. If he accidentally caught a cold at night, it would be really troublesome.

"Never mind. This bed is big enough for both of us," she pointed to the bed propped up with stones and covered with wooden planks. It was big enough for two people to sleep on. "I'll sleep inside and you sleep outside."

After making these arrangements, she went to the back behind the curtain and saw a wooden barrel with a bucket of hot water next to it.

She quickly took off her clothes and stood in the barrel.

The sound of water splashing behind the curtain echoed throughout the room.

Xiao Zhuo stood by the window with his hands behind his back. The bright moonlight poured into the room and fell on his moon-white figure. The light was as clear as water, making him look even taller under the light.

After Shen Yuexi finished washing, she put on the coarse cloth coat prepared by Old Lady Feng and walked out.

Xiao Zhuo turned around, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment. Her half-dried hair draped behind her, and her clear eyes, set against her fair face, shone like stars in the night sky, blazing and compelling.

Then he turned his face away and said in a light voice: "It's a cold night, don't catch a cold."

"I know," Shen Yuexi tightened her clothes and yawned, "I'm going to sleep first."

She took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed. There was only a thin quilt on the bed. She pulled a corner of it over her body and curled up in the innermost part.

After running back and forth to the county town all night, she was extremely sleepy and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay on the bed.

After Xiao Zhuo finished washing up, he stood by the bed for a moment, looking deeply at Shen Yuexi who was sleeping in a not-so-good posture on the bed.

As if afraid of disturbing her, Xiao Zhuo gently lifted a corner of the quilt, trying not to startle Shen Yuexi, and slowly lay down beside her.

As soon as she lay down, Shen Yuexi turned over and faced Xiao Zhuo.

The face so close to him made Xiao Zhuo stunned for a moment.

The quilt exuded a unique feminine fragrance, lingering between the two of them.

Xiao Zhuo moved slightly outwards and accidentally pulled the corner of the quilt. Shen Yuexi was awakened, opened her sleepy eyes, and stared at Xiao Zhuo in front of her in a daze.

She could hear the breathing between the two clearly.

The halo of candlelight made the whole room warm yellow, and Xiao Zhuoruru's skin color also turned into the color of warm jade under the candlelight. He supported his head with one hand, pressed his fingertips between his eyebrows, his narrow eyes were half-closed, and under his eyelids was a beautiful shadow cast by his eyelashes. His lips were very light in color, giving people an inexplicable sense of fragility.

Although she had seen this person many times before, she still had to admit that he was really good-looking.

The next second, Xiao Zhuo suddenly opened his eyelids, and his unfathomable eyes looked straight at Shen Yuexi.

It was the same as the first time she had seen it, the feeling of being stared at by a wild beast sent chills down her spine.

At this moment, I felt that what I saw just now must have been an illusion. Who is Xiao Zhuo? Why does he look so fragile?

She hurriedly retracted her gaze, moved inside, increased the distance between them, and asked awkwardly, "But I'm disturbing you."

She has never been a good sleeper.

Now that they were sleeping in the same bed, she was really worried that she might have accidentally touched his wound.

Xiao Zhuo shook his head: "No, I can't sleep, you continue to sleep."

Shen Yuexi suddenly thought that his wound might have become inflamed.

She sat up with a start and asked hurriedly, "Husband, are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Zhuo closed his eyes and pressed his brows with his fingers: "Nothing, just a headache."

Shen Yuexi lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She walked to the table in her slippers and poured him a glass of water.

"Drink some water first," Shen Yuexi hesitated for a moment after handing him the cup of water, and suggested, "How about I massage you?"

She knew that Xiao Zhuo was an extremely patient person. Being able to make him say something that made her feel headache-inducing meant that she was already very capable.

This man was also very patient. Seeing that he looked tired and irritated, she walked around behind him.

She used to spend months in the lab, and when she was exhausted, she would get headaches, so she would ask a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to see her. Usually, the doctor would give her acupuncture and massage, which was very effective and she would recover quickly.

But she didn't study medicine, so she didn't know how to give acupuncture, so she could only massage him according to the old Chinese doctor's method.

Xiao Zhuo glanced at her. Her eyes were bright and clear under the candlelight, shining like stars, and there seemed to be a warm sunshine hidden in them.

He said nothing and lowered his hand from between his brows.

This is the default.

Shen Yuexi smiled, stretched out her white fingers and placed them on his forehead, pressing gently, "How is it?"

Xiao Zhuo closed his eyes and hummed softly. Shen Yuexi's long hair fell on his arm, feeling cool and tingling.

In recent days, Xiao Zhuo has been working harder than her. He is in a state of extreme alert and has a headache, perhaps because he hasn't had a rest for a long time.

While massaging, Shen Yuexi looked at Xiao Zhuo's thick black hair, feeling both envious and amazed at his good hair quality.

Unlike her previous life, when she was busy with research and her hairline receded rapidly, she was lucky that in this life, the original owner had an astonishing amount of hair.

She will have to work hard to protect her hair in the future to avoid falling into the same embarrassing situation as before.

One person concentrated on massaging, while the other closed his eyes to rest. The room fell into silence. The candles on the candlesticks made crackling sounds. The figures of the two people were reflected on the paper window, swaying in the wind, as if entangled with each other.

After massaging for a while, Xiao Zhuo suddenly called for a halt: "Stop, I'm much better now."

Shen Yuexi was a little bit unconvinced that her technique was so advanced?