Chapter 90 090 I need you to find me some medicine to reduce swelling and redness...
The air in the room was heavy and oppressive, like a candle flame crackling in the stifling atmosphere.
The piercing gaze was impossible to ignore. Meeting those dark and gloomy eyes, Lu Yuanyuan felt slightly uneasy. She looked down and finally saw the conspicuous patch of white peeking out from under her sleeve.
Her eyelids trembled slightly, and her first reaction was to quickly hide her hands behind her back, like a precocious child caught doing something wrong by an adult, stammering, "This, this is... actually..."
After stammering for a while, he still couldn't utter a complete sentence.
The air grew increasingly thin. Then, a cold hand gripped her chin: "'Actually' what?"
Yin Xiaozhu responded to her words indifferently, her tone seemingly casual.
But his hands did not. Unlike the tenderness that had lingered on her face earlier, this time, he forcefully turned her face towards him.
Lu Yuanyuan met his amber eyes. Normally, they evoked images of dazzling pearls and captivating glances. But now, those glances were frozen solid, with undercurrents surging beneath the ice.
Their eyes met briefly before Lu Yuanyuan quickly averted her gaze: "Actually, it's nothing serious. I had some wine at the Yong Kingdom's palace, and when I went back to my room to change, I accidentally put on Lan Sheng's clothes by mistake. It's that simple."
It's clear she's trying to downplay it.
Yin Xiaozhu smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "So that's how it is. But how come his undergarment was in your room?"
Seemingly surprised by his question, the atmosphere became tense again.
"Um, um..." Lu Yuanyuan hesitated for a while, but finally gave in. She took his hand and moved it away from her cheek, and mumbled the truth: "It's not that his clothes were left with me, it's that I changed clothes in his room. The fewer people who know about such an embarrassing thing, the better, so I didn't want to tell you in the first place."
At this point, she looked up and pouted, "But, it can't all be my fault. Yuanjun, you be the judge. I was drunk then, and I didn't even realize my clothes didn't fit. Lansheng wasn't drinking, and when he found out I was wearing his undergarments, he didn't even warn me. No matter what, he has to take half the responsibility. If he dares to make fun of me about this next time we meet, I'll definitely pinch his fox ears hard to get revenge."
Seeing the rare coquettishness on her face, Yin Xiaozhu pursed his lips into a straight line, and his eyes turned cold.
Sure enough, he became unhappy as soon as he noticed that some screws on his things were loose.
It's ironic. Just by looking at his expression, an outsider who doesn't know the background would probably think he's a husband who caught his wife cheating and is now being cuckolded.
Lu Yuanyuan maintained an expectant expression on her face, but inwardly she sneered.
Looking at her face, Yin Xiaozhu's chest rose and fell slightly, as if suppressing something. When he spoke again, his tone was normal: "Give me this undergarment."
Lu Yuanyuan was stunned: "Why? I was planning to return it to him tomorrow."
“You are not related, and undergarments are still personal garments. Returning them after wearing the wrong one would only cause embarrassment. Burn this garment, and I will have someone send him a new one.”
Lu Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head vigorously: "No, no, these clothes are still fine, it would be such a waste to burn them."
She paused, then gave a soft hum, revealing a spoiled and pampered attitude, and said, "Besides, others may not understand Duan Lansheng, but how could I not understand him? He even ate the same bowl of rice as me, so I wouldn't dare to complain that the clothes here are ones I've worn."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the hand encircling her wrist suddenly tighten.
"Ouch!" Lu Yuanyuan gasped, the alcohol making her irritable. She frowned, seemingly stirred by her own grievances and anger, and forcefully pulled her hand away, saying, "Yuanjun, I know you're good to me, but that doesn't mean I have to listen to you in everything. After all, aren't we just strangers? This is between Duan Lansheng and me, so please don't worry about it so much, okay? I... I don't want to argue with you today. You're injured, so you should rest early. I'm not hungry anymore, I'm going back to sleep."
After saying that, she rubbed her wrist, turned around, and ran out.
From the moment she complained that he was meddling too much, to watching her run away without looking back, Yin Xiaozhu's face could only be described as ashen.
Before long, the exquisite lamp box was swept away with a sleeve and shattered into pieces on the floor. This corner of the bedroom was now completely dark.
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It's impossible for him to be obedient anymore; it's impossible for him to be obedient again.
When Yin Xiaozhu senses that the person he has been firmly in control of has started to turn against him for the sake of others, and her heart is drifting away, while he is unable to bring himself to harm her, the conflicting arrow will eventually point to the person who lured her to escape.
This is just the beginning.
The next morning, Lu Yuanyuan woke up very early.
Yesterday, when the female cultivator called her back to Danqing Peak, Lu Yuanyuan had already asked Zhou Que to pass on a message to Duan Lansheng, asking him to meet her at the Sword Sect's medicine hut at Chenshi (7-9 AM) today, as she had something to discuss with him.
Duan Lansheng was always punctual, preferring to be early rather than late. The appointment was for Chenshi (7-9 AM), and he usually arrived at the meeting place around that time. But Lu Yuanyuan didn't arrive this time.
They are punctual and keep their appointments on time.
It was late morning when she finally crawled out of bed and began to wash up. Once she was ready, she left the room.
Upon seeing the scene outside, Lu Yuanyuan's eyes widened slightly.
Yin Xiaozhu never liked others stepping into his place, but today, at this time, several very young female cultivators appeared in the courtyard, waiting outside Yin Xiaozhu's door, looking into the house with some worry.
Lu Yuanyuan thought for a moment, then stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"
“Yuanjun’s wound has reopened, and it’s inconvenient to bandage with only one hand, so she’s asking for help.” A young female cultivator replied with a worried look, her eyes filled with accusation and dissatisfaction as she glanced at Lu Yuanyuan: “Senior Sister Lu, you live right next to Yuanjun, don’t you know she needs help?”
The beauty of Mount Shu is indeed irresistible. Although the young female cultivator didn't say anything offensive, her expression clearly showed that the other party was criticizing her. Despite being right next to Yin Xiaozhu and occupying a position that many people envied, she failed to appear when Yin Xiaozhu needed her most, which was extremely derelict in her duty.
"I really didn't know about this." Lu Yuanyuan pursed her lips and turned to look into the room. "So how is it now?"
The young woman said, "The bleeding should have stopped by now."
"That's good." Lu Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and brushed past them as she continued walking out.
The young female cultivators were stunned, their mouths agape, wide enough to swallow an egg.
As they watched Lu Yuanyuan about to leave the courtyard, one of them finally found his voice and chased after her, saying, "Wait, wait, Senior Sister Lu, Yuanjun's wound has reopened. Aren't you going in to take a look?"
"I have some important things to do." Lu Yuanyuan smiled apologetically and patted her shoulder: "I think Yuanjun will be fine with you all here."
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When they arrived at the Sword Sect's medicine hut, Duan Lansheng was indeed already waiting there.
I've been deliberately leaving him waiting for almost an hour, but he doesn't seem impatient at all. He stands upright in the shade of a tree, lost in thought.
"Duan Lansheng—I'm here!"
She ran over quickly; her voice preceded her arrival.
Stopping in front of Duan Lansheng, she bent down, panting heavily, clasped her hands together, placed them above her head, and made a pleading gesture: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, something came up this morning and I was late."
Duan Lansheng held her elbow and saw that her forehead was covered in sweat. He had the idea of wiping her sweat: "You don't have to rush next time. It's okay to be late. Let's go inside and rest for a while."
Lu Yuanyuan said "okay" and sat down in the medicine hut. She was about to take out her bundle when she heard Duan Lansheng say, "Yuanyuan, I have something to give you."
He actually stole her opening remarks?
Lu Yuanyuan was slightly surprised, but she remained calm and waited for him to speak.
Duan Lansheng took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it over.
Lu Yuanyuan asked curiously, "What?"
But her hands remained on her knees, and she did not reach out to take it.
Seeing this, Duan Lansheng lowered his dark blue eyes, opened the box, and said, "You said the other day that you had a nightmare and woke up in fright. There are agarwood and dried chrysanthemums in here, as well as some calming and sleep-aiding herbs. Hang them by your bedside so you can sleep more soundly at night."
Inside the box was a sachet, made of elegant light blue gauze with tassels at the bottom. As the lid was opened, a refreshing herbal aroma filled the air.
Lu Yuanyuan's fingers tightened.
It's unbelievable that the excuse she made up on the spur of the moment that day was taken to heart and remembered to this day.
If it were her past life, she would have been deeply moved.
But she doesn't anymore.
The truth comes from comparison. This shows that Duan Lansheng truly loathed her in his past life; he treated his friends much better than his wife.
However, in his past life, he probably didn't really consider her his wife; she was just a despicable thief who took advantage of his vulnerability.
Lu Yuanyuan paused for half a second, then took the box with both hands, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with laughter: "You're so thoughtful. I've been wanting this for a while now. I'll definitely hang it by my bedside and start using it tonight."
Seeing her like this, Duan Lansheng's expression softened: "Alright."
"Oh, right, I called you here because I have something for you." Lu Yuanyuan put the box aside, took a deep breath, and then stuffed the bundle she had brought into her hands, her eyes slightly darting away: "It's... your clothes."
Duan Lansheng was taken aback, his heart beat slightly faster, and he gave a muffled "hmm".
He had naturally discovered it yesterday. But he didn't have a chance to say it while she was drunk, and for that, he shamelessly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief—because he realized his own selfish motives, that is, he didn't really want her to change out of the wrong undergarment.
Lu Yuanyuan scratched her head in frustration: "Um, I really didn't mean to. I just fell asleep right after changing my clothes. But you, you should have noticed when you got back to your room, why didn't you tell me?"
Duan Lansheng said, "I'm sorry."
"I didn't say you were wrong, I was just complaining a bit." As she was speaking, Lu Yuanyuan suddenly stopped, as if she remembered something, and reached out her hand: "Oh no, why don't you give me the bag first?"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm in a hurry to return it to you; the clothes haven't been washed yet. After all, I wore them, so I should have washed them for you before returning them."
The bundle in his hands suddenly felt hot. Duan Lansheng's Adam's apple bobbed as he heard himself say, "It's okay, I can wash it myself."
"Alright then." Lu Yuanyuan didn't seem to be too bothered by the detail, and sighed, "Well, at least I didn't wear someone else's undergarment by mistake, or it would have been so embarrassing."
Just as Duan Lansheng was about to speak, he saw the girl in front of him suddenly reach out and lightly slap her mouth, correcting herself: "No, no, that's absolutely impossible."
His gaze was drawn to her vivid expression, and Duan Lansheng couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
"You know perfectly well why I'm asking. If it were someone else changing clothes in the room, I wouldn't go in. It's because it's you that I'm going in." Lu Yuanyuan reached out and poked his shoulder, smiling sweetly. "Because—we're the best of friends, so it's okay if we embarrass ourselves in front of each other, right?"
Duan Lansheng's expression changed slightly. He felt as if he had been placed in a world of extremes. The implied meaning of the first half of the sentence made his chest pound and his mind wander. The second half of the sentence was like a bucket of ice water being poured over his head. The extinguished firewood was unwillingly hissing out white smoke.
The person pulling the rope was oblivious, innocently smiling at him.
Duan Lansheng lowered his eyes and murmured to himself, "Yes, we are the best."
"Oh, by the way, Lan Sheng, there's something I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Duan Lansheng opened his eyes, his clear, dark blue pupils reflecting her approaching figure.
Without hesitation, he said, "Go ahead."
"Do you know any medicine that can quickly reduce swelling and bruising?" Lu Yuanyuan tugged at his sleeve, asking with some annoyance, "I want you to help me find some topical medicine, not the kind for serious injuries, but the kind that can be applied to the skin to reduce swelling and redness."
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