Chapter 40 I won’t scold you Ji Yunchan climbed up the cold...
Ji Yunchan clung to the cold wall and silently looked at the vast expanse of white snow on the ground.
Yuye, who was standing beside him, naturally also saw the goodwill and the acceptance of the other party, and his eyes were full of heartache for Ji Yunchan.
She hurriedly picked up the hand warmer for her. The heat from it melted the snow, soaking the hand warmer cover. Seeing Ji Yunchan leaning against the wall with a pale face, Yuye was startled. "Auntie, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Ji Yunchan's voice trembled as she extended an arm. "Help me up. Let's go back."
Yuye glanced at the prefectural government office, wanting to speak but stopping herself. She didn't say anything, but helped Ji Yunchan stumble back to the carriage.
When my body no longer had to struggle to support itself and I slumped in the carriage, the pain came over me like a tide.
Ji Yunchan raised her head weakly, without saying a word, but tears flowed silently like a floodgate opened.
He almost forgot that he still has to get married.
He had been treating her too well these days, so well that she had become too delusional. When she recalled what he had said before about what kind of wife he wanted, Ji Yunchan's face turned even paler.
Her vision went dark and cold sweat fell along with the pain.
She had to be obedient, she listened to her own unbearable breathing, and thought hard, to be a concubine that pleased him and not to make him angry.
Is the abdominal pain affecting other parts of the body?
She frowned and pinched her palm hard. Otherwise, why would her heart ache at the thought of sharing her lover?
The pain was like breathing, coming back over and over again, receding with the jolt of the carriage.
When it finally slowly came to a stop, Ji Yunchan felt as if three autumns had passed.
How should she get off the bus? Could that girl carry her on a rainy night?
I thought about the current situation sporadically and managed to hold on. I couldn't tell whether it was night or the darkness in front of my eyes.
There was a sound of conversation outside. Ji Yunchan pricked up her ears to listen for confirmation, then fell back into her seat with relief and closed her eyes.
Ah...the general is back.
A horse-drawn carriage moves slowly, while a horse-drawn carriage moves faster. Ji Yunchan set out earlier, so when she arrived at the mansion gate, Yan Heng just caught up with her carriage.
He saw the carriage from a distance, but in the darkness he couldn't tell whose carriage it was. No matter which family it was, they didn't forget their own because they thought Ji Yunchan wouldn't come out at this time.
Only when I got closer did I realize it was my home.
He sat on his horse and called out to Yu Ye, who had just left the carriage, curiously, asking, "Where have you been?"
On a rainy night, she was suddenly called from behind. She was startled for a moment, and then she turned around and saw that it was the general. She calmed herself down, and when she thought about what she had witnessed, she couldn't help but feel complicated. She bowed and said, "Auntie, go and greet the general."
Yan Heng didn't think much of it, thinking the carriage was slow and that she had missed him and was coming back. He rode his horse to the front of the carriage, thinking that she was trying to be nice to him, and that she had just happened to run into him while trying to avoid him. He couldn't help but soften his tone: "Is it over? Why did you pick me up? It's not like I won't be back."
I didn't hear anyone talking inside for a long time.
The car windows were sealed in winter, but he couldn't help but open them.
Yan Heng called out, "Ji Yunchan?"
It was so late, could she have fallen asleep in the car? She must not have slept well these past few days.
Yan Heng was thinking about it, and he got off his horse. He heard a faint response from inside.
Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately lifted the curtain of the car, and the moonlight shone in through the gap and hit her pale face.
He gasped for breath and went forward to rescue the man. "What happened?"
But the girl in his arms was like a puddle of water, lifeless. She opened her mouth weakly and said, "It hurts... It hurts so much..." She said nothing except the pain.
Yan Heng touched her sweaty face and said nervously, "How did you get yourself into this state again..."
Halfway through the conversation, I suddenly realized something and calculated the days in my mind. It was probably my period.
He asked for confirmation, "Is it Guishui?"
Ji Yunchan hummed softly with a nasal tone, and buried herself in Yan Heng's arms greedily and slowly.
Yan Heng breathed a sigh of relief, pulled her hand to hang it around his neck, picked her up steadily, and walked towards the mansion. He wanted to say something, but when he realized that she was going to look for him despite the pain to find out the reason why he had not returned for many days, he could no longer say anything.
Ji Yunchan closed her eyes and breathed in Yan Heng's scent. He smelled slightly of alcohol, but it was warm and reassuring, much better than him in just one piece of clothing.
Do I need to share this embrace? Will he hug others like this?
Thinking of this, Ji Yunchan shed tears silently.
Yan Heng carried her all the way into the house, put her on the bed, and when he was taking off her shoes and socks, he touched her instep and was startled by the cold temperature.
He reached out to hold his hand. Ji Yunchan struggled for a moment but couldn't break free. She shook her head palely and begged for mercy in a low voice: "General..."
"Why is it so cold?"
Yan Heng looked up and saw her shivering. He then looked down and saw his rough hands resting on her lotus-like feet. Only then did he realize that this action had an unspeakable meaning.
He subconsciously let go, and Ji Yunchan suddenly shrank back into the quilt, curling up like a shrimp, pressing her hands against her abdomen. The maid brought a hot water bottle, and Yan Heng lifted the quilt, placed the hot water bottle at her feet, and carefully tucked it in for her.
The indoor floor heating was burning too strongly, Yan Heng was sweating, and he stood up and was about to take off his coat.
But Ji Yunchan gently pulled him back.
"Don't go." Her expression was filled with indescribable pleading, and the corners of her eyes were red. Yan Heng felt so distressed that he sat back down and took off his clothes on the edge of the bed.
When his fingers touched the fabric on her chest, he felt a wet mark. Realizing that it was Ji Yunchan's tears, he couldn't help but touch the red corners of her eyes with his fingertips and asked in a low voice: "Are you crying in pain?"
Ji Yunchan neither nodded nor shook her head. She stretched out an equally cold hand with great effort and shook his hand weakly: "General, you haven't been back for a long time." Yan Heng's body was still hot, and he felt as if a piece of ice was stuck to him.
It's such a hot room, but she's still so cool.
Yan Heng couldn't bear to refuse again, and responded in a hoarse voice: "I won't leave. I will stay with you from now on."
She said softly, "Really?"
"Really." Yan Heng nodded.
Ji Yunchan closed her eyes, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.
Ah Heng was so nice to her, so considerate, and he would take responsibility for her once he accepted the money. She really couldn't help but become more and more greedy.
And this is just one of his countless advantages, Ji Yunchan thought intermittently while enduring the pain.
Ah Heng is really a very good person and deserves the best girl in the world.
So be content, Ji Yunchan. You once betrayed him and left him to die without saving him. It is a good outcome that he took you as his concubine. At least he still has some feelings for you.
Yan Heng didn't know what Ji Yunchan was thinking. He just saw the obvious dark circles under his wet eyelashes, which was obviously a sign that he hadn't slept well for a few days, and it seemed like proof that she cared about him a little.
He was in mixed feelings and rubbed it lightly with his hand.
The girl on the bed closed her eyes but let out a faint moan because of the pain.
Thinking of the last time he consulted with Doctor Li, Yan Heng pulled his hand away from Ji Yunchan's and was about to tentatively lift the quilt when the girl opened her eyes and looked at him aggrievedly.
Why are you so clingy at this time?
Yan Heng couldn't stand this look and explained in a low voice: "I won't leave."
As he spoke, he lifted a corner of the quilt, reached in, and felt her curled up soft belly. Sure enough, it was as cold as ice. He rubbed it tentatively and asked Ji Yunchan carefully, "Are you feeling better?"
The heat source came, and the pain was relieved a little. Ji Yunchan's eyes were moist, and she said "hmm" obediently.
"Go to sleep." Yan Heng coaxed in a low voice, his hands moving non-stop, rubbing gently.
Ji Yunchan's eyelashes trembled and she closed her eyes obediently.
With external force to counteract the pain in her body, she finally fell asleep without much difficulty.
......
Yan Heng listened to her moans gradually becoming less and less, and her breathing becoming gradually steady, and his heart finally slowly settled down.
He reduced his strength and continued to rub her belly.
Looking at her sleeping face, Yan Heng's emotions, which had been both angry at her and at himself, gradually calmed down.
A feeling of compromise arose in his heart. Let's just live like this for now, Yan Heng thought, at least she was by his side.
What else can I do? I can't dig his heart out.
......
When Ji Yunchan woke up, it was already dawn.
The soreness in her body disappeared, but she still had no strength. She opened her eyes and saw Yan Heng still sitting in front of the bed.
Yesterday's events came flooding back to her mind, making her heart feel heavier than lead. She said softly, "Thank you, General."
"Awake?" Yan Heng, awake all night, stayed by her bedside, his voice a little hoarse. He remained calm, not irritated by the distant address, but simply corrected her, "Call me husband."
Ji Yunchan changed her tone: "Thank you, husband."
Yan Heng then smiled.
Seeing bloodshot eyes, Ji Yunchan caressed Yan Heng's face with a sad look and asked, "Did my husband stay awake all night?"
"It's not a big deal." Yan Heng held her soft hand. It had been like ice yesterday, but today it had regained its normal temperature. He rubbed it tenderly and said, "There's no distinction between day and night when marching or fighting. This is no different. But you, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Ji Yunchan shook her head, "Much better, nothing serious."
Yan Heng noticed that her face still hadn't gained much weight, so he reminded her, "You must take your medicine and eat on time to stay healthy."
"Hey." Ji Yunchan responded, holding Yan Heng's hand and pulling it up: "Husband, come up and sleep for a while."
Yan Heng shook his head and said seriously, "I have something to tell you."
"What?" Ji Yunchan was a little panicked, her heart in her throat, her heart pounding. She thought, could he be telling her that he had married?
The hands under the quilt unconsciously clenched the blanket.
Yan Heng noticed that she was tense, and he soothed her kindly, "Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to scold you."
Ji Yunchan loosened her grip on the quilt, sat up and looked at him, pretending to relax: "Husband, you say."
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