Jiang Luoluo had just stood up from the wooden chair and hadn't had a chance to say anything when Xie Yizhi forced her to retreat step by step.
Suddenly, her ankle hit the corner of the chair, she swayed, and looked like she was about to fall.
Seeing this, Xie Yizhi reacted quickly, stretching out his long, strong arm to firmly embrace her. His warm palm rested on her waist, carrying a heart-stopping strength.
Jiang Luoluo froze instantly, feeling a tingling sensation from her waist. Her ears turned slightly red, and her heart inexplicably quickened.
Xie Yizhi's lips curled slightly, his gaze containing a hint of mockery, and he asked in a low voice, "Luo Luo, what's the panic?"
Jiang Luoluo's cheeks flushed red, her heart pounded like a drum, but she stubbornly insisted, saying, "I didn't."
She unconsciously wrinkled her little nose, took a gentle sniff, and suddenly caught a faint scent of soapberry.
Her brow furrowed, her expression changed slightly, and her tone became more serious: "Your Highness, have you taken a bath?"
Xie Yizhi nodded slightly, but before he could reply, Jiang Luoluo suddenly straightened up and slapped away his hand that was on her waist.
His tone carried a hint of displeasure: "Your Highness, the wound on your waist hasn't healed yet, and you can't get it wet during this time!"
Looking at her puffed-up little face, Xie Yizhi felt a surge of pleasure and asked with a soft laugh, "Luo Luo, are you worried about me?"
Jiang Luoluo, her face showing displeasure, turned and walked into the house, her tone leaving no room for doubt: "Your Highness, come and sit down, I'll change your dressing."
Seeing that she seemed a little angry, Xie Yizhi obediently got up and followed her to sit down on the bed.
The room was quiet, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms wafted from the bed, bringing a sense of peace.
Jiang Luoluo took out the medicine box with swift and decisive movements, her tone serious: "Your Highness, take off one side of your clothes and expose your wound."
Xie Yizhi paused for a moment upon hearing this, a meaningful smile appearing in his eyes.
Seeing the mischievous smile on Xie Yizhi's lips, Jiang Luoluo suddenly had an idea and raised her hand to interrupt him, "Your Highness, please wait a moment."
A short while later, she took a clean white scarf from the clothes rack, her expression serious, and said, "First, blindfold yourself."
Xie Yizhi raised an eyebrow, initially thinking she was going to blindfold him, and was wondering what she was up to when...
He then felt a pair of soft little hands gently cover his eyes, carefully placing the gauze over them.
She moved nimbly, her fingertips slightly cool, and in no time she tied a neat and pretty bow behind his head.
"That way Your Highness won't be shy!" Jiang Luolu clapped her hands, standing aside admiring her masterpiece with a satisfied expression.
Xie Yizhi was both amused and exasperated by her actions. He sighed and simply went along with it.
She quickly took off one side of her clothes, revealing the faintly red wound.
Jiang Luoluo poured some of her own prepared disinfectant solution from the bottle, then used tweezers to wet the gauze and gently wiped Xie Yizhi's wound with it.
As she carefully cleaned the wound with medicine, she gently comforted her, "Your Highness, it won't hurt in a little while, just bear with it."
Jiang Luoluo's gentle tone was like a warm breeze that soothed Xie Yizhi's heart.
This injury was nothing to him; getting hurt on the battlefield was commonplace. But her concern stirred a tender feeling in his heart.
After cleaning the wound, Jiang Luoluo took out a muscle-building, anti-inflammatory, and pain-relieving powder from the medicine box and carefully sprinkled it on the wound.
Then, she picked up a clean white cotton cloth and gently and neatly wrapped it around his waist, firmly bandaging the wound.
Jiang Luoluo kept her head down, concentrating on her work. Strands of her dark hair fell down, occasionally brushing against Xie Yizhi's cool skin.
Xie Yizhi felt a tingling sensation spreading from the point of contact, as if a tiny electric current was flowing through him, and his heart pounded.
Xie Yizhi tilted his head slightly, and through the gauze scarf, he could vaguely see her focused silhouette. A smile slowly appeared on his lips, one that he himself didn't even notice.
At this moment, Jiang Luoluo seemed to be bathed in a layer of soft golden light. The boldness, meticulousness, and seriousness she showed when treating her wounds exuded a reassuring power.
Her focus and gentleness intertwined, making one want to deeply engrave this moment in their heart and never look away.
After finishing, Jiang Luoluo carefully wiped her hands with a damp cloth, looked up and said gently, "Alright, Your Highness."
Remember, do not get the wound wet until it has healed, and change the dressing every three days.
In addition, your diet should be light for the next few days, and you should avoid spicy and stimulating foods.
As she spoke, she carefully gave instructions while reaching out to untie the pretty bow-tie scarf behind Xie Yizhi's head, while Xie Yizhi had already put half of his clothes back on.
As soon as the scarf was removed, Xie Yizhi's gaze locked onto Jiang Luoluo's face, and he said in a low voice, "Luoluo, thank you."
Jiang Luoluo knew he was referring to how she had taken the aphrodisiac off him and treated his wounds earlier that day.
She smiled slightly, her expression as warm as a spring breeze, and said, "Your Highness, there's no need for that. It's what I should do. We're allies, after all."
Xie Yizhi's brow twitched slightly, as if he were somewhat uneasy. He coughed lightly and said, "During the day when I was in a daze, did I say anything I shouldn't have?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luoluo couldn't help but recall the pair of lustful eyes she had seen during the day, and the seductive words Xie Yizhi had uttered in his low, magnetic voice.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly shook her head, feigning composure as she said, "Your Highness, you are a gentleman, how could you be so reckless?"
She tried to keep her tone calm, but couldn't hide the shyness in her eyes, and even the tips of her ears turned a faint red.
Xie Yizhi looked at her reddened ear tips and knew he would definitely lose control and say a lot of nonsense.
Xie Yizhi wanted to slap himself. How dare he ask the girl if he had said something bad?
Xie Yizhi lowered his head slightly and saw Jiang Luoluo's jade-like feet on the thin carpet. He frowned slightly; she just didn't like wearing shoes.
The room was heated by an underfloor heating system, creating a somewhat romantic atmosphere. Xie Yizhi quickly looked away and asked, "Luo Luo, what's the name of the song you sang today?"
"A lone hero!" Jiang Luoluo replied, her eyes shining like stars day and night. "This song is inspiring, I love it!"
Upon hearing the song title, Xie Yizhi felt a surge of excitement. Could it be that, just as he had guessed, Jiang Luoluo was also like him?
Without thinking, Xie Yizhi blurted out, "Luo Luo, how come you know this song?"
“This is what my father taught me,” Jiang Luoluo said casually, “Almost everyone in the Flying Feather Army can sing it.”
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