"I'm happy with my own money, but I don't want to smell medicine every day!"
Su Qinghe glanced back at him and pulled the clothes out of his hands.
"Yu-ge'er, just do as your wife says!" Ji Yuan walked up behind Ji Qingyu and whispered in her ear.
Ji Qingyu fell silent, leaving only the sounds of Su Qinghe and the old man conversing in the hall.
Finally, the old man called his wife, and after the two women discussed it for a while, the matter was settled.
"Could you please take a look at my other husband's medicine as well? The one I got from you last time!"
Su Qinghe pulled Lin Xi closer.
"Hmm! He's fine now!" The old man nodded in satisfaction after taking his pulse.
"Oh, by the way, this gentleman who is prone to feeling cold, in addition to taking medicine, should also have his abdomen massaged properly two days before his period to help unblock the meridians! It's best to apply a hot towel for fifteen minutes before massaging!"
Massage and hot compress?
Su Qinghe glanced back at Ji Qingyu, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Then my hand can do it for me!"
Back at the restaurant, seeing that Wang Lin had arranged everything perfectly, Su Qinghe simply washed her hands of the matter and went upstairs to catch up on her sleep.
"Brother Yu!"
Ji Yuan pulled Ji Qingyu into his room.
"What's wrong, brother?" Ji Qingyu turned around, closed the door, and walked to Ji Yuan's side.
Ji Yuan pulled the man down to sit, looked up at him, and asked seriously, "Last night, when the mistress was in your room, you didn't do anything naughty, did you?"
Ji Qingyu paused for a moment, then pouted. "How could I dare to provoke her in this state!"
"It's good that you didn't make her angry!" Ji Yuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
He seemed to have thought of something again, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.
“My wife told me this morning that you like to hit people in your sleep.”
Ji Qingyu's face stiffened, and she lowered her head guiltily. "Why did she tell my brother this!"
Ji Yuan looked at him helplessly and said:
"You should be more careful in the future and get rid of this habit as soon as possible. It wouldn't be good if you hurt your wife one day!"
"I only spent the night with her last night, what 'what if' is going on..." Ji Qingyu was a little embarrassed and annoyed, and her voice rose a few decibels.
Ji Yuan looked at his slightly flushed face and didn't take his words seriously.
"Do you remember what I told you before?" Ji Yuan looked at him with a smile.
"So what do you think of the wife now?"
Ji Qingyu lowered her head, picking at her fingers, her eyes flickering. "She..."
He opened his mouth, though he felt she was wonderful, he was unwilling to admit it aloud.
Seeing Ji Qingyu's awkward expression, Ji Yuan made up his mind.
He pulled Ji Qingyu's hand and teased her:
"You can answer that question later, but if you have some plans in mind..."
"I don't think any woman can stand being kicked by her husband every now and then at night!"
Ji Yuan looked at Ji Qingyu with a smile. "But you don't need to worry, I know a useful method..."
He whispered a few words in Ji Qingyu's ear.
"I have no plans at all! Brother, you're overthinking it!"
After hearing this, Ji Qingyu stood up abruptly, turned around, and went out the door.
As night fell, Ji Qingyu sat on the bed, propping his head up in a daze. After a long while, he got out of bed and walked to the door.
He opened the door a crack, and Ji Qingyu squinted to observe for a while. Only after confirming that the lights in all the rooms were off did he tiptoe downstairs.
When he returned to the room, he had a hemp rope in his hand.
"Does this really work?"
He muttered to himself, took off his shoes and socks, climbed onto the bed, and wrapped the two-finger-thick hemp rope around his legs, one loop after another.
"It should be fine by the middle of the calf!"
Ji Qingyu tried to move his legs, but found that he couldn't open them at all, so he tied a knot on them with satisfaction.
"And hands too, this is such a hassle!"
Ji Qingyu frowned, crossed his hands, and bound them tightly from his forearms to his wrists, along with his mouth.
"Won't my skin develop calluses from being tied up like this for a month?!"
Ji Qingyu looked down at her hands and feet, her face contorted in a bitter expression.
"Forget it! We can always raise it back later!"
He bit his lip, looked at the brightly lit room, and realized that he still had a candle burning.
With a pained expression, he slowly moved his two legs, which were tied together, and hopped to the candlelight.
Looking at the cover over the candle flame, he struggled to lift his two hands, which were clasped together, and took the object down.
The candle was blown out, and the room instantly became pitch black. Ji Qingyu dared not jump around anymore.
He painfully tiptoed back to the bed, taking tiny, inching steps.
He had the blanket pressed under his body, so he got up again and used his hands to push it aside. When he lay down again, he used his hands and feet to stretch the blanket into a large pancake and then slapped it over himself.
After doing all this, Ji Qingyu lay on the bed, panting heavily from exhaustion.
He's starting to regret his decision!
With her mind a jumble of thoughts, Ji Qingyu drifted off to sleep.
He had a dream that he owed Su Qinghe a huge sum of money, which he could never repay!
"Um……"
On the bed, Ji Qingyu frowned, tossing and turning, bending and straightening her legs repeatedly.
He felt completely uncomfortable, yet had nowhere to vent his frustration.
"ah!"
A sudden pain jolted him awake from his sleep. He winced in pain and opened his eyes to find only darkness.
He rolled himself off the bed!
Ji Qingyu struggled to sit up, shaking her still dizzy head. Her mood was at its lowest point.
Why should I make myself suffer?
He squinted, raised his hand to his lips, and muttered to himself in a somewhat dejected tone.
"Why should I care about her opinion! If she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. At worst, I'll never get married and be her employee for the rest of my life!"
There was no light inside, so Ji Qingyu couldn't see anything at all.
He muttered to himself, using his lips to search for the loose rope that could untie the main rope.
"Found it!"
Once she confirmed that the one in her mouth was the shortest, Ji Qingyu was overjoyed. She bit down on it and pulled it backward.
But what he didn't know was that the short rope he had deliberately left for himself had already been stretched out by his constant turning over, and was now the longest of the two ropes!
The rope was pulled out, but the knot in his hand did not loosen.
"Um?"
Ji Qingyu's heart skipped a beat; she had a bad feeling.
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