If this were a standard idol drama routine, then Su Qingluan would definitely fall into Mu Xingzhi's arms. Mu Xingzhi's broad hands would hold Su Qingluan's waist, and the two would look at each other lovingly, with ambiguous and romantic music playing in the background at the right time.
Unfortunately, Su Qingluan may have a natural allergic constitution to romance. She was caught off guard and twisted her leg, falling towards Mu Xingzhi. Mu Xingzhi did indeed move like lightning to support her.
However, the inertia of the downward impact was obviously a bit too great, and Mu Xingzhi was originally sitting there reading a book. Although Su Qingluan's body was stopped by Mu Xingzhi holding her shoulders, her lower limbs were still in a state of falling.
The result was that her upper body remained stable, but her lower body staggered and she knelt on her knees. With a loud "thump", Su Qingluan knelt firmly on the car board. For a moment, she felt a piercing pain in her knees.
So now the posture of the two people became, Mu Xingzhi held the scroll in one hand and supported Su Qingluan with the other hand. Su Qingluan's upper body was supported by Mu Xingzhi, avoiding close contact with the side of the carriage or the seat, which would lead to a bloody head.
But because her chassis was unstable, her knees were in a kneeling position, as if she was kneeling down to pay homage to Mu Xingzhixing.
This posture was really beyond the expectations of both of them. Mu Xingzhi's eyes flashed with a smile, but Su Qingluan glared at him and rejected it.
Two coachmen were driving outside the door. Yaoguang was sitting in the front of the carriage and heard the movement inside. She hurriedly asked, "Cousin, did you fall?" After a few days of "desensitization training", Yaoguang was quite proficient in calling Mu Xingzhi and Su Qingluan "cousin", although there were still some bumps, but at least she didn't have to hold it in for a long time and still couldn't call out.
While Su Qingluan was staring at him with the words "I will strangle you to death if you dare to tell anyone", Mu Xingzhi raised his voice to the outside, "It's okay, there's no need to come in." Then he reached out and helped Su Qingluan up.
Su Qingluan already knew that Mu Xingzhi, a general, was naturally powerful, no mere scholar. But this time, she felt the unwavering strength coming from beneath the thin fabric. He had actually "lifted" her completely from a sitting position. After all, he must have been a nearly 100-pound, adult-like figure, wasn't he?
Su Qingluan, who is already sixteen years old, thought with some regret: When will I be able to develop such stable core muscles!
Mu Xingzhi saw Su Qingluan's expression and knew that her thoughts had wandered off to some unknown place, so he asked curiously, "What is Qingluan thinking about?"
"I thought your waist and abdomen must be very strong. You definitely can't fall down after being shaken like that just now."
Mu Xingzhi wanted to say "Qingluan, you're too kind", but Su Qingluan's next sentence popped out "How did you practice that?"
Mu Xingzhi smiled and said, "I started learning horse riding and archery as soon as I could walk. I joined the army at the age of eleven, and at the age of twelve..."
"Alright, that's enough," Su Qingluan quickly gestured to pause, "The life of a genius is too far away from ordinary people like me. I'd better find another way."
Although Mu Xingzhi didn't know what Su Qingluan's "pause" gesture meant specifically, he could roughly decode it based on the context and her attitude. So he secretly memorized the gesture, smiled, and kept silent.
After a moment, he pointed to the area under Su Qingluan's legs and said, "There's a secret compartment there. Inside the second porcelain bottle from the right is an ointment for bruises and sprains."
At this time, Su Qingluan's knees were so painful from the bumps that she didn't dare to move her legs. Upon hearing this, she subconsciously followed Mu Xingzhi's instructions and took out a small porcelain vase with blue and white patterns.
"Apply this salve to the injured area three times a day. It will have miraculous effects within three days."
As he spoke, Mu Xingzhi automatically turned his body so that his back was facing Su Qingluan - although her injury was on her knee, which was nothing shameful in the modern mindset, but in this era, "knees", or rather "all parts covered by clothes" were considered "private parts".
In other words, it would be inappropriate for Mu Xingzhi, who is just a "plastic couple", not to avoid looking away.
However, Su Qingluan only wanted to stop the pain quickly, and did not care about so many things for the moment. She rolled up her trouser legs and began to apply medicine to herself.
The ointment is light milky yellow and smells like grass. It also gives a light cooling feeling when applied to the injured area.
In order to promote the absorption of the ointment, Su Qingluan endured the pain and gently massaged it a few times.
However, it must be said that this ointment is indeed very effective. After a while, Su Qingluan felt that the sharp pain in her knees had become much lighter, and at least she dared to move her knees back and forth.
At this moment, she raised her eyes to look at Mu Xingzhi, only to find that he had turned his whole body around. Only then did she realize how "bold" her action of rolling up her trouser legs was. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little awkward, and quickly lowered her trouser legs, saying softly, "You can turn around now."
Mu Xingzhi turned around and looked down at Su Qingluan: "Can you sit closer?"
"What to do?" Su Qingluan was a little nervous.
Mu Xingzhi glanced at her with a half-smile, and Su Qingluan didn't know why she saw the words "Why are you being so self-indulgent" in his eyes.
Sure enough, the next moment, the man pointed at Su Qingluan's knee and said, "That bump was pretty serious just now. Let me see if you have any broken bones."
"...Oh, thank you." Su Qingluan sat down obediently, feeling her face getting hot: now because she "had some ideas" about Mu Xingzhi, she always felt that the atmosphere between them was a little ambiguous, which was really inappropriate - the other party didn't have that kind of intention, right?
After some self-psychological construction, Su Qingluan secretly despised her own unhealthy thoughts.
Mu Xingzhi stretched out his hands and checked Su Qingluan's knees as if nothing had happened.
Originally, Su Qingluan didn't feel anything, so this kind of "examination" naturally made her feel nothing. After all, "patients do not avoid doctors". In her previous life, she went to the hospital for surgery and was naked and it was just like that. There were both male and female doctors in the hospital, and she guessed that the doctors were used to it.
But now, because Su Qingluan was aware of the throbbing in her heart, even if the man touched her without any ambiguity as a test, she would feel that his fingertips seemed to have a magic that accelerated her heartbeat. As long as he touched her lightly, she would want to dodge away.
Mu Xingzhi noticed this subconscious dodge and raised his head to look at Su Qingluan: "Is it still painful?"
Su Qingluan quickly shook her head: "It's just a little itchy." Of course, this was nonsense. Except for her waist, she had basically no itchy spots anywhere else. It was just this statement that sounded more logical.
Mu Xingzhi didn't seem to sense anything was wrong with Su Qingluan. He just nodded and said, "I'll try to be more careful."
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