Leg broken

Peng Xuan'an eagerly awaited that day, thinking that neither of them had much experience since it was their first time. She was also afraid of the process, fearing it would cause her distress and resentment.

He then asked his father, with a embarrassed face, how to minimize the pain for the other person during their first time.

His father just smiled and patted his head, then handed him a book of erotic pictures, telling him to practice using them. Peng Xuan'an silently accepted it. He had no choice but to change his target and ask his mother. Unexpectedly, his mother was quite cheerful and generous in sharing her experience, and told him to wait in the backyard the next day.

He never expected that his kind mother would call his aunt, his maternal aunt, and so on...

The group sat around a table, and Peng Xuan'an wished he could disappear into the ground. He was the only boy among the six people. He felt incredibly awkward, especially with the topic of discussion, which was difficult to put into words. He listened attentively, yet felt inexplicably ashamed.

Even after learning from the experience, Peng Xuan'an was still blushing and begged them not to spread the word.

Right now, what he lacks is time, and he also knows how to do proper foreplay. Although men can be naturally good at this, he feels he still needs to consider her feelings; if he's too rough, he's afraid she'll hate him.

And so, days and months passed, spring, summer, autumn, and winter changed, and the matter of taking a concubine was gradually forgotten. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed, he was by her side, and she was deeply engrossed in her official duties.

This year was slow for him, but fast for her.

She's two months away from turning eighteen.

Peng Xuan'an had planned ahead how to celebrate her birthday. A sense of excitement and anticipation, but even more so, a feeling of hope, arose in her heart.

As Pang Linqiu watched her birthday approach on the calendar, fear filled her heart. She didn't want to, but she had no choice but to agree.

In the sweltering heat of July, cicadas sing as if celebrating the day, the hot wind blows into the world, blessings and celebrations fill the house, and fine wine and delicacies are enjoyed.

Her birthday was a lively affair, but she didn't seem very happy, a strange smile on her face. She was both nervous and afraid that night would come.

The thought of what would happen that night made her wish time would slow down. She felt uneasy all day, constantly on edge, trying to avoid him.

The birthday banquet was over, and night had fallen.

Pang Linqiu sat on the bed with mixed feelings, biting her lip, unsure how to face him. She rubbed her arms awkwardly. The room was quiet, and Peng Xuan'an was also unsure of his own feelings; neither of them spoke.

Peng Xuan'an was both nervous and excited. He cautiously peeked at her and took a sip of the wine on the table to bolster his courage. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and he was sitting at the table and chairs in the middle.

He stood up, covering his flushed face with his hand: "Madam...it's time to rest..."

Pang Linqiu tensed up, her hands resting on her knees, her fingers nervously gripping the hem of her skirt. She bit her lip, her heart pounding, "Xuan An..." she said softly, as if she needed something.

"What's wrong...?" He blew out a candle and turned to look at the person on the bed.

"Today is...my birthday, can I...not do it?" she asked guiltily.

Peng Xuan'an hesitated, but after thinking it over, he figured one more day wouldn't make a difference. So he nodded in agreement and decided to postpone the matter until tomorrow.

The following night, he was kicked out of the room by her as soon as he entered.

He blocked the door and hurriedly asked the reason: "Why not today, Madam?"

Pang Linqiu narrowed her eyes in displeasure, "You're on your period today, get out of here and sleep in the study!"

Peng Xuan'an hesitated, then reluctantly left, constantly reassuring herself. "It'll be alright on the eighth day! Yes! Just wait a little longer..."

He knew that women's moods were worse during menstruation, and she refused his repeated requests to sleep together. She would kick him out of the room, and if he couldn't get her out, she would move to sleep outside.

He spent six days in his study, marking off the days on the calendar with each stroke of his pen, waiting expectantly. He thought that once the time was up, he could get things done.

He was still overjoyed, and as the date drew closer, his excitement grew.

But to everyone's surprise, on the seventh day, he sat half-reclined beside the Crown Prince, handling court documents together and discussing solutions.

A servant suddenly came to report, panting and very worried and anxious.

"Young Master! Something terrible has happened! Madam went for a stroll in the Jasmine Garden with the Crown Princess today, and she accidentally slipped and fell into the lake, breaking her right leg and unable to walk! You must go back and check on her right away!"

Peng Xuan'an was shocked upon hearing this. He then frowned and turned to Qin Xiangde with a serious expression, saying, "Your Highness, I have matters to attend to at home. Please excuse me for leaving!" He bowed and clasped his hands in apology before hurriedly leaving.

He got into the carriage and hurriedly said, "Back to the manor!"

On his way back to the manor, he pondered the unexpected and repeated obstacles that always seemed to arise before he could accomplish anything. He couldn't help but find it strange. He could disregard his birthday night, but then he happened to be menstruating, and then, to make matters worse, he broke his leg.

She either did it on purpose or it was truly accidental.

He returned to the mansion, his face filled with worry, and went straight to the master bedroom. As soon as he pushed open the door, several doctors stepped forward and bowed.

Pang Linqiu lay on the bed, her right leg wrapped in bandages at the back, looking up at the floor with a tearful expression. It really hurt, especially during the correction, but it was worth it!

After much hesitation, she finally chose to sacrifice her calf in exchange for a few months of peace and quiet! During these months, she could quietly think about business matters and then figure out what other injuries she could create to delay things once the injury had healed.

After dismissing the doctor, Peng Xuan'an walked lightly forward, crossed his arms, and looked down at the person on the bed, asking, "Does it hurt?"

Pang Linqiu snapped out of her daze, turned her head towards him, and looked at him with her bright, watery eyes. "Try falling down and see what happens." She was speechless at his words.

Peng Xuan'an found a stool and sat down, his gaze falling on her right leg. He joked, "I've fallen before, and it really hurts."

"..."

He rubbed his chin, puzzled. "Did you fall on purpose? Or was it really an accident?"

"..." She was speechless, unsure if he had read her mind, but she still flatly denied deliberately falling, "Am I stupid? Do you like to suffer?"

Peng Xuan'an smiled gently, "You really do like to suffer." Then she sighed regretfully, "What a pity."

"When will I be better?" she asked.

"They said it should be healed in about four months." He rested his chin on his hand, his eyes filled with disappointment and regret: "Looks like we'll have to wait a while."

Pang Linqiu knew what he meant; this was exactly the result she wanted. "Then wait, but don't disturb me in the meantime."

"But Madam, you need someone to take care of you in this condition, how could I leave you?"

Pang Linqiu rolled her eyes and teased him, "Am I not good at asking Xi Shuang for help? Or is it that Minister Shangshu has a lot of free time?"

"I am your husband, so naturally I must never abandon my beloved wife." He seemed to take it all for granted, acting like a good husband.

"..." She instantly didn't want to talk to him anymore, and just felt that this person must be sick.

Now she hopes he won't cause any trouble during these four months of recovery. Although she'll be using a wheelchair for the next four months, it's not a big deal; the main thing is that she can finally have the whole bed to herself, instead of just half a bed!

For reasons unknown, Peng Xuan'an asked His Majesty for leave, requesting only two days off per week. His reason was that his beloved wife was injured and he wanted to spend more time with her and his family. To everyone's surprise, His Majesty agreed, allowing him to rest on Saturdays and Sundays each week to spend time with his family.

Pang Linqiu's mood instantly became complicated, and her face was more embarrassed than ever before. The main reason was... spending the whole day with him was enough to kill her. She was currently buried in her official duties and didn't know how to get along with him anymore.

In particular, is the relationship between the wife and husband still the same as before when they were friends? But now, they are constantly having intimate contact, which makes her uncomfortable.

Peng Xuan'an invited the imperial physicians to take care of her condition, hoping she would recover quickly. He would do anything to obtain the most precious medicinal herbs. He visited her every day, like clockwork, to check on her condition and ask the physicians when she would be better.

The uniform reply was four months later, so it seems we'll have to wait until winter.

November arrived in the blink of an eye, and the sunlight became stingy, often hiding behind the clouds, only letting out a few faint rays of light, illuminating the world in a hazy way. Frost and snow covered the ground, ice formed on the eaves, and a cool wind whistled by.

She has finally gotten rid of her wheelchair and can walk independently. She is now in the recovery period. The imperial physician said that she cannot engage in strenuous exercise during this time, and Peng Xuan'an hung her head in disappointment.

The imperial physician looked at him, wondering what he was disappointed about, and earnestly advised, "Lord Peng, it's best not to exercise during this period. Madam should eat more nutritious food to nourish her body. I just took her pulse." He stroked his beard, somewhat serious, "Has Madam been overworked and not getting enough rest lately?" He looked at Pang Linqiu on the bed.

Pang Linqiu was stunned for a moment, and after being exposed, she nodded blankly, "Uh... I have indeed been quite busy lately."

"Madam, your health is already weak, and this fatigue will likely shorten your lifespan."

Peng Xuan'an listened to the imperial physician's words with his arms crossed, looking at her with a serious and worried expression without saying anything. She, on the other hand, felt a little scared, feeling uneasy because of his unusual silence after hearing what he said.

After some persuasion, the imperial physician was finally sent away.

She was finally able to walk again, although it still hurt. After four months, walking barefoot on a wooden board felt wonderfully fresh and new. But the question is, what will she do after she gets through the recovery period...?

He's on vacation now and has sent people to follow her, so it's really going to be difficult for him to cause any injury!