Chapter 18 Poor Quilt
Shen Yuexi withdrew her hand and asked, "Does it really not hurt anymore?"
Xiao Zhuo's face was a little red, and his forehead was a little hot, as if he had a fever. However, he had been given anti-inflammatory powder, so he shouldn't have a real fever.
"I'm indeed much better." Xiao Zhuo turned his head to look at her and asked suddenly, "The medicine you gave me today is the same as the one you gave me last time in the jungle."
I went out to see a doctor tonight, but he didn't show up. Instead, he brought me the same medicine powder as last time. Such a coincidence makes me suspicious.
What’s more, he is the shrewd Xiao Zhuo.
But what else could she say? She could only evade the question, "This kind of powder... is sold in many pharmacies. When my husband was in the palace, he used only the best. The powder I have is folk medicine. I always carry some with me... sewed into the lining of my belt."
Xiao Zhuo looked at her with a deep and sharp gaze, as if he could see through everything about her.
Shen Yuexi felt a little guilty and quickly avoided his gaze. She simply pretended to be sleepy and climbed onto the bed, saying, "I'm so sleepy. I have to go to sleep."
She turned over and faced Xiao Zhuo with her back.
After all, she has such a miraculous thing as the universal manufacturing machine in her hands, so she is still worried that others will want to possess it.
Although the two of them had experienced fleeing together, she currently did not dare to confess to the shrewd Xiao Zhuo.
"Then go to bed early," Xiao Zhuo retracted his gaze and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he got up, blew out the candle, and turned over to bed.
The room was plunged into darkness.
Huh, she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Xiao Zhuo didn't ask any more questions.
Thinking about having to get up early to go into the city tomorrow, and fearing that getting up early would disturb Xiao Zhuo, she turned around and asked him, "How about I sleep outside? You haven't had a good rest these past few days. Go to bed early. I'll go into the city with Brother Feng in the morning."
By the way, I sold the tiger skin. At least I had some money, which made my life easier in the future.
Xiao Zhuo remained silent, neither saying anything nor making any movement, which showed that he disagreed.
She had no choice but to lie down inside and stick close to the wall.
It was already late at night and the room was still a little cold. There was only one quilt available for the two of them, so she had to pull over a corner of it to cover herself.
Just now, when she was sleeping, Xiao Zhuo was still washing up, and she didn't pay much attention to it. Now that they were both awake, and it was her first time lying in the same bed with the opposite sex, she inexplicably began to feel nervous and really didn't dare to move.
Xiao Zhuo seemed to sense her uneasiness, and a light voice came from behind her: "The quilt is not that big."
Shen Yuexi didn't notice it just now and just fell asleep on the bed. Now that Xiao Zhuo got on the bed, she realized how small the quilt was.
She slept close to the inner wall, and even if she only pulled up some corners of the quilt, half of Xiao Zhuo's body was exposed.
In desperation, she had to move to the middle and then covered herself with the quilt.
She stole a glance at Xiao Zhuo and saw that he was lying flat on his back with his hands crossed on his abdomen. His sleeping posture was very correct, just like him, as if he was holding a ruler to measure himself.
But she knew that she had a terrible sleeping posture and was afraid of accidentally touching his wound at night, so she had to keep her body tense and not move.
After a while, Xiao Zhuo closed his eyes, breathing shallowly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.
Only then did she relax, and carefully moved to the middle, lifting the other corner of the quilt to tuck it into Xiao Zhuo.
The man beside her was nominally her husband, but this was the first time they had slept in the same bed since their marriage. She always... had an indescribable feeling, and she couldn't tell whether it was nervousness, shyness, or something else.
In this chaotic state of mind, she gradually fell asleep.
Xiao Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at Shen Yuexi who was sleeping soundly beside him. She was breathing shallowly. The moonlight shone in and fell on her snow-white face, making her look fragile yet strong.
She was originally a lady from a wealthy family, but now she had fallen into this state because of him. Looking at the thin figure, Xiao Zhuo frowned, carefully covered Shen Yuexi with the quilt on his body, and stood up to pick up the long gown hanging beside him and covered himself with it.
Every family in the countryside raises chickens. As soon as a ray of light appears in the sky, the crowing of roosters begins one after another, mixed in with one or two dog barks, making it difficult for people to sleep any longer.
Shen Yuexi didn't want to get up. Although the bed was crude, it was comfortable enough for her. She wanted to sleep in a little longer. But when she thought about going to the city to do some work today, she decided that staying in bed was not an option.
She yawned with her eyes closed, and felt her sleeping position first.
Sure enough, I woke up in the same position I was most used to.
This was a habit she had developed since she was a child. No matter how well she covered herself with the quilt at night, when she woke up in the morning, the quilt would be rolled up in her arms, with one leg resting on it.
If the quilt was a person, she would definitely torment him to the point of tears.
Even though I traveled through time, I still haven't changed this habit.
She bent her legs comfortably and rubbed them hard on the quilt, then hugged the quilt tightly.
Suddenly her body stiffened. She felt something was wrong. The thing under her legs was warm and hard, not like a quilt.
Seems to have thought of something.
She shuddered, opened her eyes suddenly, regained consciousness, and looked down.
A long, slender and strong leg, it was Xiao Zhuo's leg. She...she...she was riding on Xiao Zhuo's thigh just now.
She quickly looked between them and realized that the thin blanket was squeezed into a strip between their bodies. She was now pressed against Xiao Zhuo, her legs straddling his, her hands clasped around his chest.
And now she basically has the entire bed to herself. Xiao Zhuo has been squeezed to the edge of the bed. If he moves a little further out, his body will be hanging in the air.
Xiao Zhuo was already injured, and now he looked even more pitiful, like a punching bag.
Shen Yuexi retracted her hands and feet as if she had received an electric shock, and glanced at Xiao Zhuo guiltily. The latter was breathing evenly and was still asleep. However, his face was flushed, and upon closer inspection, even his earlobes were red.
What a sin.
This was clearly her fault. She had snatched up all the quilts at night, causing Xiao Zhuo to catch a cold and develop a fever. She felt so sorry for it.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on Xiao Zhuo's forehead.
But the temperature from her palm was not hot, just a tingling sensation. She was afraid of waking Xiao Zhuo up, so she quickly pulled her hand back.
It’s strange. Why is Xiao Zhuo’s face so red when he clearly doesn’t have a fever?
Not being a doctor, she had no idea what was going on. It must be related to the wound. She looked at the wound and saw that there was no change.
If you can't figure it out, just wait for the doctor to come and treat you.
Shen Yuexi got up carefully, spread the quilt to cover Xiao Zhuo, quietly stepped over his waist, and got out of bed quietly.
He tucked in the corner of the quilt for Xiao Zhuo, then tiptoed to get dressed.
She had to call a doctor for Xiao Zhuo today, so she didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly put on her clothes.
Her old clothes had long been tattered, so she was still wearing the men's clothes that Old Lady Feng had given her. Her hair was tied up the same way she had done when she went into town last night.
When everything was ready, she stepped out of the room.
As she gently closed the door, Xiao Zhuo, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
For those who practice martial arts, they will be awakened by the slightest movement.
Shen Yuexi was restless the entire night, always clinging to him. The closer he got to the bed, the more she moved up, and he had no choice but to move her back, only for her to grumble and roll over to cling to him again.
After repeating this several times, he finally had no choice but to let her do it.
Listening to the conversation between Shen Yuexi and Old Madam Feng outside the door, Xiao Zhuo frowned, his face no longer as calm as before. A hint of imperceptible shyness flashed across his cold eyes.
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