Chu Jinjin didn't understand how things had turned out this way, or how she had gotten involved. Why was it so hard to live a peaceful life?
But what I'm most worried about is war.
The main point is that no matter where the Northern Army or the other side wins, they will not let her go.
As for Xiao Huai, it seems they won't let him go either.
It felt like there wasn't a single road in any direction.
If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it.
Jie Du had other matters to attend to, and only stopped by to tell her. After seeing the two off, Chu Jinjin decided not to rush to find Zhan Qin, since there would be no danger in going to her biological father anyway.
I took a nap after lunch.
I slept until night.
When she opened her eyes, Zhan Qin was back, looking at her with a smile.
"When did you get back?" Chu Jinjin rubbed her eyes. Instinct is a very strange thing. In the apocalypse, no matter how soundly you sleep, you will wake up at the slightest sound. But in her own home, her instinct seems to be able to recognize her own people.
Otherwise, if it's an enemy, they wouldn't even know how they died.
"It's been a while, does it hurt?" Zhan Qin picked up the ointment. "It's time to change the dressing, let me help you."
Chu Jinjin stared at the ointment, her whole body stiffening: "Ah, no need, let the maid do it."
She is usually proactive, but she is still shy in some ways.
The wound is near the shoulder blade, which means the shoulder will be exposed, which is just... well, you know.
Zhan Qin insisted, "I know a little about pharmacology, so I'll take this opportunity to check how well the wound is healing. Anyway, there's inflammation, so it might leave a scar."
Chu Jinjin hesitated, "It's healing quite well."
Zhan Qin stared at her slowly reddening face and finally understood: "Jinjin is shy?"
Chu Jinjin rolled her eyes and said righteously, "Yes, I'm shy, and men and women shouldn't touch each other. We're not married yet, how can a girl's body be shown to just anyone? You're ruining my reputation, don't you understand?"
Zhan Qin remained silent for a moment, then began to undress.
Chu Jinjin: "......What are you going to do? Don't do anything reckless, or I'll call for help."
Zhan Qin exposed his shoulder and said seriously, "I've shown you mine."
Chu Jinjin: "......"
Is there really such a saying?
However, Zhan Qin's shoulders are really beautiful. You can't tell when he's wearing clothes. They're very flat and broad, and look extremely strong, especially his two neck dimples.
Zhan Qin said softly, "You've touched my pectoral muscles, which already counts as physical intimacy."
Chu Jinjin understood; it was an equal exchange, but it made sense. She gritted her teeth, quickly took off her clothes, and said generously, "Come on, be careful, or I'll beat you up if it hurts."
Who's afraid of who?
It seems that the tenacious vitality from the apocalypse has also traveled through time. After a night and a day, the wounds have scabbed over.
Zhan Qin's voice was a little hoarse: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well. I should have gone to the palace with you."
“If you go, you’ll only get hurt. Even the Emperor can’t stop you.” Chu Jinjin said casually, but she was actually very warm inside. “This injury is nothing. It’s a good thing, though. I’ve talked things out with the Emperor.”
She recounted the emperor's attitude in its entirety, concluding, "If the emperor were to force a commoner to marry, he would be laughed at by the entire world."
Zhan Qin carefully applied the medicine and said gently, "Don't move, be careful not to touch the wound."
"Why do you seem so unconcerned?" Chu Jinjin keenly sensed something was amiss. Logically, she should be analyzing what would happen next. She realized something, "What did your father say?"
“Last night I slept in the house where my mother lived before she passed away, the place where I grew up. There was no one I trusted, so I couldn’t send the message in time.” Zhan Qin did not answer directly. There was not much sadness on his face. He was focused on the wound. “Don’t get it wet these days, eat less spicy food, and just lie down quietly when you have nothing to do.”
Chu Jinjin nodded.
She has never liked to pry into other people's secrets.
She'll say it when she feels like it; whatever the situation, she likes this person.
Zhan Qin's lips curled up slightly, which was also a source of comfort for him.
It's not just about trust, but also Chu Jinjin's unique charm; she makes everyone who gets close to her feel relaxed.
When he was almost finished applying the ointment, he noticed the fair skin in front of him.
Liu was so fond of beauty. Perhaps she wasn't a good mother in other aspects, but she was excellent at taking care of herself. When Chu Jinjin was first born, she stayed up all night to make sure that Chu Jinjin had a beautiful back of her head.
As they get older, they'll be wearing all sorts of powders and creams.
Chu Jinjin's skin was fair and delicate, with a faint pink glow that almost made Zhan Qin forget to breathe.
Chu Jinjin felt the cool sensation on her wound suddenly stop. She turned her head and saw Zhan Qin's staring eyes. Her face flushed instantly, and she instinctively wanted to pull her clothes up.
Then, the movement was a bit too forceful, and she cried out in pain.
"Don't move around." Zhan Qin, unaware of the trouble he had caused, clumsily helped her pull up her clothes.
The white patch disappeared immediately.
Zhan Qin suddenly felt a little regretful. He should have kissed her just now, but unlike the lips or the face, kissing that place seemed inappropriate.
His gaze shifted to Chu Jinjin's lips, and he swallowed hard, thinking that a kiss would be fine too.
Then another thought came to mind.
Jinjin is currently injured.
Chu Jinjin couldn't stand his expression and the ambiguous atmosphere. Of course, she wouldn't mind if something happened, but her body wouldn't allow it right now, so she decisively changed the subject and said loudly, "I'm hungry, I want to eat."
Dinner was simple and watery, prepared according to Zhan Qin's instructions.
There wasn't a single piece of meat.
Chu Jinjin said with a bitter face, "I don't want to eat the hospital food, I want to eat meat."
"Once your wound is healed a bit more, you can eat whatever you want." Zhan Qin's tone was as gentle as if he were coaxing a child, as he picked up some vegetables with his chopsticks. "Come on, ah, long beak."
Chu Jinjin, unable to bear it any longer, kicked him out.
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