Chapter 92 Why didn't you marry a few more?
After helping the children wash up in the evening, Jiang Nuanzhi felt extremely tired. She took her medicine and crawled into bed.
The wound on her back wasn't small, and the pain was more intense at night. She felt a burning pain in the wound and couldn't fall asleep. She couldn't help but prop her head up and look at Li Rong with a sigh.
"Hey, did you have any concubines when you were a general? I've heard that high-ranking officials often have many concubines."
Li Rong slept fitfully for a day, and when he opened his eyes, he heard Jiang Nuanzhi's words, and his pupils dilated in shock. He couldn't even utter a single word.
However, Jiang Nuanzhi clearly didn't want to hear his answer. She sighed and said leisurely, "It would be nice if you had more concubines."
As she spoke, she fiddled with her fingers: "Many hands make light work. Let one of them clean the house for me, one tend the fire, one cook for me, and one take care of the children."
As she counted, she fell asleep.
Li Rong's lips twitched; he had never heard such a statement before.
Furthermore, even the worst concubine would want a life free from worries about food and clothing, so why would she follow him to such a desolate and harsh place?
Thinking about this, I felt a little frustrated for no reason.
To this day, his family is entirely supported by her. Heartbreakingly, she's so exhausted that she even wants her husband to take more concubines.
Just as he was frowning, he suddenly felt a soft, smooth arm pressed against his arm. Li Rong shuddered and immediately withdrew his hand.
Jiang Nuanzhi turned over with difficulty. Because she was sleeping next to Li Rong, this brought her even closer to him.
However, there was nothing she could do. The heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove) was quite large, but with so many people sleeping there, it was still a bit crowded.
Jiang Nuanzhi shared a blanket with Xiao Baozhu, while the other three boys had to squeeze into one blanket.
Jiang Nuanzhi dozed off in a daze, but still woke up. The pain in her back made her somewhat groggy. She turned her head and slightly opened her eyes, only to meet Li Rong's wide-eyed stare.
"!"
"Why are you keeping your eyes open so late at night? Are you trying to scare me to death?"
Jiang Nuanzhi patted her chest and lowered her voice.
Li Rong silently touched his nose and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't mean to."
He stared in surprise again, as if he could speak again.
"Hey, I think I can talk now."
As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Nuanzhi, only to see her roll her eyes, move closer to him, press her face against his arm, and close her eyes.
Li Rong froze, instinctively wanting to back away, but as soon as he moved, he realized he was already at the wall.
"Don't move around, or I'll throw you out!"
Li Rong froze, and when he looked down, he saw Jiang Nuanzhi's tightly furrowed brows.
Even with her eyes closed, her dissatisfaction was clearly palpable.
Li Rong silently lowered his arm, letting her stay close.
Jiang Nuanzhi actually knew it was Li Rong's arm, but the arm was cool and felt strangely comfortable against her face. She was very tired and sleepy, and really didn't want to move, so she just leaned against it.
Li Rong noticed her burning cheeks and reached out to touch her forehead, but ultimately withdrew his hand.
He overheard her talking to the children, saying that she had been accidentally whipped.
She suffered whip marks and has already received medication. It's normal for her to have a high fever for a day or two. She just probably won't feel well.
I glanced at the heated kang bed; it was such a small bed, yet so many people were sleeping on it.
The children are all fast asleep now. Looking at them, you can see the youngest daughter lying in a starfish shape, sleeping very sweetly.
On the other hand, Jiang Nuanzhi could only turn sideways towards him, as her back was still injured and it was difficult for her to lie flat.
She leaned against her arm, seemingly more comfortable.
Now that we're so close, my gaze inevitably falls on her face.
Normally, I only thought she was a bit chubby, but now, with the moonlight filtering through the curtains, only a faint halo of light entered the room, barely enough to make out her face.
Through the haze, I noticed that her skin was incredibly smooth and fair, and her eyelashes were so long they could hold a calligraphy brush. Her lips also seemed rosy and full of health.
Swallowing hard, Li Rong slapped himself.
He's gone mad, he's really gone mad, what kind of crazy thoughts are going through his head?
For a moment, she was annoyed and wanted to turn around, but the next second, Jiang Nuanzhi hugged her entire arm.
She didn't seem very comfortable; she climbed on top of him, even using her legs, and then rubbed against him, her slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxing.
Li Rong froze, unable to sleep all night.
Jiang Nuanzhi was hugging a cool, large pillow, but she was sleeping very soundly.
The next morning, when she woke up, she realized that her entire leg was draped over Li Rong, and she was immediately startled and sat up abruptly.
Oh no, I've mistaken him for my own baby.
Her beloved goose, Abebe, had a very long neck, and she used to sleep with her neck locked around her neck day and night. She'd adapted quite well to this place and had almost forgotten about it, but yesterday, for some reason...
She was worried that the children would hit Li Rong, so she stood next to him, but she didn't expect that she would end up using him as a pillow.
After thinking for a moment, I immediately took his pulse.
After taking his pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief, only to meet Li Rong's wide, staring eyes.
Jiang Nuanzhi's expression was indescribable: "Hey, did I crush you so much that you've gone stupid? You can't even blink anymore?"
Li Rong swallowed hard and pointed at her face.
Jiang Nuanzhi reached up and touched her face: "What's wrong?"
Li Rong subtly shifted his arm, which was soaked with saliva, and shook his head: "It's nothing."
"Then point at me. Wait! You can talk now!"
Jiang Nuanzhi, belatedly realizing what was happening, widened her eyes.
Li Rong: "Hmm."
Jiang Nuanzhi immediately became excited: "Come on, say a few nice things to me!"
Li Rong: "."
What sounds good?
He had never heard of such a request before, and was speechless for a moment before finally saying:
"Are you alright?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Seeing that her expression was off, Li Rong added, "You're a good person."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"Alright, stop talking and just recite a poem for me."
Li Rong: "...A lone plume of smoke rises straight from the desert, the setting sun hangs round over the long river."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "That's really good. Try to see if you can sit up. What about your hands? Your legs? Can you feel them? Can you use your strength? What about your waist and abdomen?"
After a series of tests, Jiang Nuanzhi looked at a certain conspicuous area, pulled the blanket over him, and said with a smirk, "The recovery is going well!"
Upon hearing her words, Li Rong's face flushed red for some reason. He immediately rolled up the blanket and covered himself with it. Not knowing how to react, he simply closed his eyes tightly.
Jiang Nuanzhi rolled her eyes. She was protecting him so tightly, but who would want to see him?
He immediately got up to get off the kang (a heated brick bed), but he got up too quickly and his head spun a little.
I've been losing weight quite rapidly lately, and coupled with an injury, this has caused adverse reactions.
Ping'er entered the room and saw her covering her head. She immediately helped her up and said, "Anuan! Why are you up? You don't know, you had a high fever this morning. I made some medicine for you. Drink the medicine first."
As he spoke, he handed over the bowl of medicine.
Jiang Nuanzhi took the medicine bowl back, smelled it, and looked at Li Junping in surprise: "Ping'er, did you prepare this medicine? It's so potent?"
Li Junping shook his head: "No, it was Brother Lü and Grandpa Lü who came. They saw that you had a high fever and prescribed medicine for you."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded and drank it all in one gulp.
After calming down, he immediately went out the door.
As soon as one foot stepped out of his own house, he was met with the lifeless face of Young Master Lü.
Jiang Nuanzhi was speechless. Why did this person always make such a dramatic entrance?
Fortunately, I didn't have much strength right now, so I didn't throw a punch at his handsome face.
Young Master Lü said with a face full of resentment, "Anuan, you're finally awake. If you hadn't woken up, I would have been in deep trouble even if I jumped into the Yellow River."
(End of this chapter)
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