The bridal chamber, the candles, the night, every moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold.

This moment was really valuable to Miss Yu Jun. She stood in front of Fang Chengyu.

Even though he hired the best tailor to make the wedding dress, it still looked a little too big for Fang Chengyu.

This was also because he was paralyzed in a wheelchair and could not hold up his clothes.

Looking down from above, he seemed even smaller.

Miss Jun smiled.

“Sometimes I get anxious and want to ask you guys how stupid you are and why you just don’t believe what I say,” she said. “Then I think, this is normal. People see things differently and think differently.”

"Ms. Jun is also very smart." Fang Chengyu also smiled and said, "She knows that some things are hard to believe no matter how hard you say them."

Miss Jun reached out to hold the wheelchair.

"Well, stop wasting time," she said.

The wheelchair was pushed into the bathroom. The bathtub inside was already filled with water and connected to the floor faucet. The indoor heating was strong and there were plum branches in bud around it.

But there was no scent of incense or flowers in this clean room. Instead, there was a strange medicinal smell.

Fang Chengyu saw the steaming bathtub, the water inside was a strange black color. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

So, that thing everyone is saying is true? I'm going to drug him so that he...

A pair of hands reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

The saying "I am the fish and others are the butchers" probably refers to this scene.

Fang Chengyu looked at the girl in front of him with a smile. The girl's hands were very nimble and she quickly took off her outer robe.

"My lady is very good at taking off people's clothes." He said with a smile.

The title of wife.

Miss Jun's hand paused slightly.

When she first got married, she thought it was just a necessary compensation, but she didn't expect that he was really good to her. Very good.

It was so good that she couldn't help but be moved.

After all, she is also a young girl.

They are also a young couple... naturally they love each other... and they have sweet nicknames...

There were some things she didn't want to think about, not at all.

Miss Jun reached out and grabbed Fang Chengyu's underwear.

"Yeah," she said, "so don't waste your time now."

Fang Chengyu smiled and was about to speak when he was suddenly pulled up by Miss Jun.

"My wife is really..."

Before he could utter the word "anxious", he was thrown into the bathtub.

He was a boy, but was thrown into the water by the girl.

My lady is so rude.

The lady is indeed very strong, no wonder she can fight with Jinxiu.

He wanted to say these words with a smile. Obviously these words could make the girl angry.

But as soon as a smile appeared on his lips, it became distorted, and an uncontrollable scream burst out of his mouth.

pain!

It seemed as if ten thousand needles were piercing the flesh and bones.

It's like being thrown into a frying pan.

Fang Chengyu felt his skin sizzling, as if it was being boiled or fried.

What's going on? Is it because of the medicine?

Fang Chengyu yelled again, and then saw Miss Jun standing by the bathtub.

His vision was blurred due to the severe pain, but he could clearly see Miss Jun looking down at him with an indifferent expression.

He managed to hold back the remaining scream that was about to burst out of his throat.

In addition to bringing him endless humiliation, the useless body also gave him a strong ability to endure.

If a person has lived as if he were being stepped on by a knife every moment since the day he could walk, and he has survived until now without committing suicide, then what kind of pain in this world is unbearable for him?

Fang Chengyu always thought so. He looked at Miss Jun standing by the bathtub, then his eyes rolled back and he passed out.

Miss Jun watched the young man sink into the bathtub, his underwear was soaked and stuck to his body, his skin was trembling, and there was a curvy bulge under his clothes.

Those were the veins bulging, showing the pain his body was going through.

The pain was not only due to the scorching hot water that Mrs. Fang had specifically reminded me to prepare, but also the stimulation of the medicine.

"This soup has a beautiful name. It's called the Soul-Loving Soup." The master once said.

Miss Jun seemed to see the master standing in front of her with a smile on his face.

"It's truly fascinating. It makes people want their souls to fly away."

A smile also appeared on Miss Jun's face, and she sighed as she looked at Fang Chengyu who had already sunk.

"You can't do it in such a short time. It's probably because you don't have enough strength." She said, rolling up her sleeves, leaning over and pulling Fang Chengyu out of the bathtub with force.

Although Fang Chengyu was young and thin, his body would become heavier after he passed out. Besides, Miss Jun was only one year older than Fang Chengyu and was still a girl, so she had to half drag and half hug Fang Chengyu to place him on the couch.

The underwear she was wearing was also wet.

Miss Jun ignored her clothes and first took off Fang Chengyu's wet clothes. Looking at the body of the young man in front of her, Miss Jun was slightly stunned.

Of course it wasn’t because of the boy’s naked body.

Firstly, Fang Chengyu was just a child after all, and secondly, she was a doctor treating patients at the time, and she only saw patients in her eyes, regardless of gender.

You can tell that this child is thin when he is wearing clothes, but only when he takes off his clothes and reveals his body do you realize how thin he is.

The skin covered the bones, and the bones were almost visible, and many parts of the skin were bluish-black.

Miss Jun was silent for a moment.

It's very unfair, he's just a child, and it was wrong for me to lose my temper with him just now.

She was angry just now because Fang Chengyu said that sentence, which reminded her of the past events and people, but she was angry because of those events and that person, and had nothing to do with Fang Chengyu.

It was unfair and wrong for her to bear her anger just because Fang Chengyu was right in front of her.

Despite her best efforts to control herself, she felt her temper was getting worse.

She was never a good-tempered person.

At that time, the master finally couldn't bear the pestering and said that if you want to learn medicine from him, the first thing you have to do is to temper your patience.

"At least don't whip people casually," said the master.

A smile appeared on Miss Jun's lips.

Of course she didn't hit anyone randomly, those people deserved to be hit.

"It's not them who deserve to be beaten, it's you who are beating them," said the master.

She didn't understand this sentence for a long time, but now she understood it immediately.

It was she who beat people, and because of her identity, those people could be beaten.

Now, Miss Jun, go and try to hit someone randomly.

Thinking of this, Miss Jun smiled bitterly again.

In fact, it was useless for her to temper her at that time, because her status did not require it, and the master did not really want to temper her, but he could not stand her status and said it casually, hoping that she would retreat when she saw the difficulty.

She is of the most noble royal bloodline in the world, but it is also an awkward bloodline. Her bad temper won't make people treat her badly, and her good temper won't make others treat her well.

But now it’s different. Now she is an ordinary person, mingling in the world and dealing with the ways of the world.

In this way, the difficult training that her master received back then is the most useful to her now, including medical skills.

She wanted to study medicine in order to save her father, but her father didn't need it. Now it has become the guarantee of her survival.

Miss Jun was slightly distracted until she heard Fang Chengyu's moan.

Although he had been dragged out of the medicinal bath, the medicinal liquid that had penetrated into his skin and flesh continued to sting.

Miss Jun took a towel and wiped the water off his body, then covered him with a clean thin blanket, took out a small box that had been prepared in advance from the cabinet beside her, opened it and revealed the long and short golden needles densely arranged inside.

Miss Jun looked at the unconscious young man who still looked in pain and twisted a golden needle.

"You keep complaining about the injustice of heaven, so let me enforce justice for you now."

As the night deepened, from the small courtyard filled with red lights hanging high up, faint moaning sounds could be heard occasionally, which soon dissipated in the chilly February night breeze.