Chapter 272 Wedding Night! Life and Death
"Don't move!"
Seeing that his arms began to struggle uncontrollably, He Zhaojun quickly sat astride his legs through the quilt, held his hands with both hands, and tied the knot on the side to secure them.
At this point, they had no choice but to go ahead. Considering the large temperature difference between day and night in the valley, He Zhaojun was afraid that Wen Zidan would catch a cold, so she could only lift a corner of the quilt, get next to him, and look down at him.
Wen Ziduan was not wearing a shirt, and his shoulders and arms were wrapped in bandages that covered half of his chest. He was swaying back and forth restlessly, and it was obvious that his mind and the effect of the medicine were fighting each other.
Although the two were already married, seeing Wen Ziduan naked and sleeping beside her like this, He Zhaojun still felt like she was dreaming and couldn't help blushing again.
She slowly slipped into the quilt, resting her head on Wen Ziduan's abdomen, rising and falling with his breathing. He Zhaojun listened for a while, wanting to feel Wen Ziduan's warmth and not be so sad.
"You know, your stomach is saying that the medicine just now was so bitter."
At this point, He Zhaojun could no longer speak, and tears were about to fall again. Wen Ziduan's whole body was incredibly hot, and he kept struggling. He Zhaojun almost couldn't control him.
She kissed the navel that brought him hope of life, and then moved down with some piety and prayer.
Wen Ziduan gasped, as if the wound on his chest was involved. The pain was mixed with pleasure, which brought him back to his senses in an instant. He lowered his head to look at He Zhaojun.
"Zhaojun."
"Zhaojun."
"I……"
He Zhaojun could hear Wen Ziduan calling her name through the quilt. She wanted to respond, but she didn't know how. In the chaos of her lips and tongue, she hurt Wen Ziduan.
She just felt tired all over. She had never felt so tired even when she was arguing with her ministers.
After a long pause, He Zhaojun poked her head out, pursing her lips, her face flushed, unsure of what to do. If she vomited on the ground, everyone who came in tomorrow would know what they had done yesterday while Wen Ziduan was so ill. How embarrassing it would be.
She recalled the time in the carriage...
Stop! Don't think about it anymore! He Zhaojun guzzled two glasses of water and pretended nothing had happened.
Wen Ziduan also seemed to have calmed down, lying on the bed as if in a deep sleep, and was indeed quiet for a while. Two hours later, Long Feibai came to check on him and confirmed that Wen Ziduan only needed to be well rested and would be fine.
He glanced at the two men, his mouth opening and closing. Finally, he offered a warning: "Don't overwork him while he's seriously injured. Avoid stressful tasks."
He Zhaojun said "oh" and knew what he was talking about. She shrank her neck and nodded. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She felt a little guilty for being exposed by a child younger than her.
"Don't tell him."
He Zhaojun glanced at Long Feibai, then turned away and looked at Wen Ziduan on the bed.
Long Feibai snorted coldly. He didn't know what he was angry about. Perhaps it was because he could feel He Zhaojun's restlessness since last night, and then her heartbeat accelerated due to shyness, and the relationship went back and forth all night.
After Long Feibai had been gone for a long time, He Zhaojun suddenly realized that their decision to marry was too hasty, and the length of their courtship had led to her not being able to get used to her new identity.
"But we're already married! What's there to be shy about?"
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