For three years, he and Su Muxi had never been intimate. Even when Su Muxi was treating his legs, she only massaged them through his clothes. When she was applying acupuncture, she would only lift his clothes to expose the area where the needles were being applied.

But now…

Could it be that Su Muxi actually has feelings for him...?

"What does the young master think I'm going to do to you? You don't think I'm lusting after your body, do you?"

Seeing the mocking smile on Su Muxi's lips, Qiao Ziming blushed with embarrassment.

He did think that way just now, but now that he thinks about it, he was probably overthinking it.

When he saw Su Muxi open the medicine box she brought with her, he knew he had misunderstood again.

Su Muxi asked him to take off his clothes, only wanting to treat him, but ridiculously, he had just felt a faint expectation in his heart.

Qiao Ziming used his arms to prop himself up and slowly took off his clothes, revealing his strong body.

Although his legs were immobile for the past three years, his upper body has become much stronger than before.

With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and firm chest and abdominal muscles, his arms, when used forcefully, exude a powerful presence, with muscles and prominent veins on his forearms.

Every time Qiaohui came to wipe his body, he could see the look of amazement and longing in her eyes.

He subconsciously looked at Su Muxi, only to see that Su Muxi's eyes showed no emotion after seeing his naked body, which made Qiao Zimo feel suffocated again.

Although he can't move his legs, he's still much better than Xie Xuan, that all-knowing but empty-headed guy. Su Muxi's taste is really not that great!

But when he saw the needle that Su Muxi took out, the frustration in his heart was replaced by fear.

He hadn't paid much attention when Su Muxi mentioned using large needles.

Unexpectedly, the large needle that Su Muxi had just mentioned was actually four inches long and much thicker than ordinary silver needles.

No wonder Su Muxi said that she experienced unimaginable pain during the acupuncture treatment.

Su Muxi noticed the fear in Qiao Ziming's eyes, raised an eyebrow slightly, and deliberately drew out her words with a half-smile, "What? Is the young master afraid?"

“…Su Muxi, you did this on purpose.”

Qiao Ziming spoke with certainty, believing that Su Muxi was deliberately seeking revenge.

Su Muxi shrugged noncommittally, "If the young master is afraid, he can be treated using the same method as before, it just takes a bit more time."

Then he muttered to himself, "It seems that the young master is not very affectionate towards Princess Chang Le. Just think about your wedding day with the princess. She even had to push you, her future husband, through the wedding ceremony. I wonder if the world will laugh at the princess."

When Qiao Ziming heard Su Muxi mention his marriage to Bai Mengying again, resentment flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fists so tightly that even the veins on his neck showed.

deep feeling?

He was too deeply in love with Bai Mengying, which is why he was so badly harmed by her!

So what exactly is deep affection?!

"Administer acupuncture!"

Qiao Ziming spoke coldly, his eyes hardening.

Su Muxi intended to use reverse psychology, but unexpectedly touched a nerve with Qiao Ziming.

However, the final result was good.

She can now administer acupuncture to Qiao Ziming!

The servants stood outside Qiao Ziming's courtyard, listening to the howling coming from inside the house, which made them whisper among themselves.

"What has the young mistress done to the young master? The way he's screaming makes me feel pain!"

"It must be the young mistress who is tormenting the young master because the Marquis has returned and someone is backing her up! She and the young master were husband and wife, how could she be so heartless! Miss was right, the young mistress's mind is truly vicious!"

…

After changing his clothes, Qiao Xiuyuan came to Qiao Ziming's courtyard and heard the servants' discussions clearly.

"Kill them all."

Qiao Xiuyuan gave the order in a cold voice. Chang Zhong, who was standing to the side, nodded and strode forward. The servant who had been gossiping was snapped in the neck before he could even utter a sound.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Qiao Xiuyuan coldly gave another order.

"If you hear anyone talking about Xi'er again in the future, kill them on the spot."

"yes."

…

Qiao Ziming's howling continued.

Qiao Xiuyuan stood outside the courtyard and listened for a while, then smiled with satisfaction and turned to leave.

He certainly didn't think Su Muxi was torturing Qiao Ziming; even if she was, Qiao Ziming deserved it.

But he knew that Su Muxi's treatment of Qiao Ziming this time was mixed with personal motives, otherwise she wouldn't have made Qiao Ziming scream so miserably.

Su Muxi usually seems well-behaved and sensible, but even a clay figure has some temper. After suffering so much injustice these past few days, how could Su Muxi not have a temper at all?

It's good to vent like this; it might even deepen the relationship between the two of them.

In the house

Qiao Ziming lay on the bed, his back now covered in needles, each needle piercing his back causing him to howl for a long time.

Su Muxi's initial joy turned into impatience.

"A grown man yelling like that, isn't he ashamed!"

Upon hearing Su Muxi's words, Qiao Ziming gritted his teeth and stopped speaking, but cold sweat continued to seep from his forehead, and his body trembled uncontrollably due to the pain.

Seeing Qiao Ziming in such excruciating pain, Su Muxi sighed silently in her heart.

He took a pill from the medicine box and put it into Qiao Ziming's mouth.

"Take it, it'll stop the pain."

Qiao Ziming was initially very angry.

Why didn't Su Muxi take out the painkillers from the beginning? She was clearly torturing him on purpose, wanting to see him make a fool of himself.

But when his thin lips touched Su Muxi's slightly warm fingertips, he couldn't think of anything else.

Did he just kiss Su Muxi's fingertips?

Whether it was the painkillers working or something else, he did feel less pain in the areas where he had been pricked with needles, but he felt extremely hot all over…

Su Muxi had no idea what Qiao Ziming was thinking. Instead, she quickly administered the acupuncture. After the last three needles were inserted, a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Okay, I'll remove the needles in fifteen minutes. It might still hurt for a while, but it shouldn't hurt as much as it did before."

"I'll prescribe a medicine for you to take once every morning after you get up."

"Continue soaking your feet and getting a massage, but avoid touching the fractured area."

…

Qiao Ziming couldn't help but turn his head to look at Su Muxi as she listened to her instructions.

Su Muxi was sitting behind the desk, writing a prescription with a serious expression. Her hair was wet with sweat, and her face was a little pale.

Is this from the exhaustion I felt while giving him acupuncture?

Why doesn't Su Muxi say it?

And not a single complaint?

Is it because you disdain talking to him, or because you don't want him to feel guilty or indebted?

"Su Muxi, if I don't take a second wife, will you still divorce me?"

Qiao Ziming hadn't expected to voice his doubts, but he only regretted it for a moment before looking at Su Muxi with expectant eyes, eagerly awaiting her answer.