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If someone were to ask Yu Baizhou what it felt like to be in a room with a woman for the first time, he wouldn't be able to answer. Because at this moment, he had already crossed that line and was sharing a bed with her…
He was secretly glad that he had taken a shower this morning. His mind was a mess, and he could hardly hear what the people around him were saying.
"What?" He blushed as he tucked the blanket around Song Ling, then slowly reached to undo his sash. When he met her slightly heated gaze, his hand trembled and he almost dropped it.
I said I'd help you.
Before he could refuse, Song Ling crawled out of bed, and immediately shivered from the cold because she was only wearing her undergarments. "Why is winter in the Southern Frontier so cold..."
"Don't come out, you'll catch a cold!" Yu Baizhou hurriedly brought her an outer coat and put it on her.
Song Ling knelt on the couch, arms crossed, meeting his gaze, and said slowly, "General, you're so slow, it's because you're unwilling after all..."
"Ah Ling, no."
The man quickly ripped off his waist belt, then took off his last coat and sat down beside her, asking in a warm voice, "Now, can we rest?"
"good."
As he drew closer, Song Ling felt the warmth. It was the comforting warmth emanating from his natural body heat, the kind of cozy warmth she craved every winter...
Even the most useful hand warmer will eventually cool down. But people are different. Song Ling's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up. But when she saw him trying so hard to lean against the side and almost falling off, the corners of her mouth flattened again.
Putting aside his other abilities, Yu Baizhou was quite adept at reading people. He sighed inwardly and silently moved a few steps closer to her, "I'm afraid of getting too close to you..."
Song Ling waited quietly for him to finish speaking, but he just couldn't get the second half of his sentence out.
"Never mind, let's go to sleep."
He lowered his eyes and pulled her into his arms, not caring about her discomfort. A-Ling's comfort was the most important thing right now.
Because of years of military training, Yu Baizhou's body is always stiff, and even when he relaxes, he is not particularly flexible.
But he was all warm, which comforted Song Ling.
No matter how bold her tone was, keeping a man behind was a first for her. So she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but it was too dark after the candle was extinguished, and she couldn't see the tips of her ripe ears.
Song Ling slowly moved closer, wanting to bury herself in his warm embrace. But the moment her hand touched his waist, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
A somewhat helpless, hoarse voice came from above, "Ah Ling, that's enough..."
Yu Baizhou didn't mean to be harsh with her, but his tone was a little somber, since if she continued like this, none of them would be able to sleep tonight.
But Song Ling's eyes were somewhat dim. In the past, she kept everything bottled up inside because there was no one to share her burdens. For some reason, she felt much more relaxed in his presence now, and her temper had also improved.
"But I'm so cold." Her voice trembled slightly, tinged with a hint of a sob.
Yu Baizhou panicked and reached out to gently touch the corner of her eye, and sure enough, a few tears welled up.
"Here, have a hug. Don't cry." He instinctively reached out to squeeze her palm, but was startled by the coldness of her hand.
The blankets had already warmed up, and with him there, she shouldn't still be so cold. At that moment, he couldn't help but think of what the doctor had once said, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed.
He decisively reached out, warming her hands with one hand and wrapping his other arm around her waist, pulling her closer.
Feeling the thinness of her back, he frowned slightly, wondering how he could help her recover.
He had previously heard the military doctor say that women with cold constitutions suffer the most. Song Ling had been taking medication for many years, and she jokingly called herself a "poisonous plant" raised on medicine, perhaps her cold constitution was also related to those medicines.
She said it's true she's afraid of the cold. I just don't know how she's managed to get through all those years alone.
He didn't know how to comfort women; all he could do right now seemed to be go along with her wishes. "I'll warm your hands, go to sleep."
Song Ling didn't know what to say. His repeated concessions only made her want to push her luck. Her eyes welled up with tears, but she held them back.
"A-Zhou, don't go. I want to see you in the morning."
"Okay, I won't leave." Yu Baizhou could actually hear the suppressed sob in her voice, and his heart tightened, but he didn't point it out. He gently patted the woman's back, with a hint of comfort, "Go to sleep."
Feeling that this was a bit abrupt, he opened his mouth again, hesitated for a long time, and then coaxed her with his ears turning red.
"good."
Song Ling had never felt her heart beat so fast before. Their heartbeats overlapped, and he held her tightly.
Perhaps because of her injury, or perhaps because of the fatigue from riding, the woman quickly fell asleep wrapped in a warm blanket.
As he felt the soft body in his arms, the woman's fragrance and the refreshing scent of herbs lingered around his nose, and the sensation on his waist grew stronger and stronger.
Yu Baizhou clearly realized that the girl he admired was now comfortably leaning against him, and a smile involuntarily spread across his face.
After a long time, the heat on my face and ears did not dissipate; instead, it intensified and seemed to be spreading downwards.
Some changes still couldn't be controlled. Yu Baizhou's eyes paused slightly, his breath hitched, and after feeling Song Ling fall asleep, he released her hand and placed it on his chest.
But with the slightest movement, the person in his arms uttered a syllable that was difficult to decipher.
Yu Baizhou sighed inwardly. Another place was already raging with power, and it seemed that the situation was only going to escalate.
After much hesitation, he still didn't get up.
Ah Ling had finally fallen asleep; what if he woke her up again? Besides, he had promised her he wouldn't leave; how could he go back on his word?
The charcoal fire burned inside the tent, crackling occasionally. Yu Baizhou listened quietly, glancing down at the woman's peaceful sleeping face. Before she fell asleep, he noticed her pale lips and the slight bluish tinge under her eyes, knowing she hadn't been getting enough rest these past few days.
As if guided by fate, Yu Baizhou slowly lowered his head and pressed his lips to her hair.
He didn't know if he could fall asleep looking like this, but he felt that he could look at her like this all night long and still not get enough of it.
-
At dawn, before the sky was fully bright, Yu Baizhou woke up around 3:30 AM due to his long-standing habit of getting up early to train his troops. Seeing the woman sleeping peacefully in his arms, he waited for a long time.
He doesn't need to supervise the training of the troops every day; it's only for one day, so what's wrong with being a little late?
"What time is it?"
Song Ling slightly opened her eyes. It was still dark outside, but she could vaguely hear the sounds of soldiers training. She muttered, "My shoulder hurts..."
"At the middle of the hour of Mao (5-7 AM)," Yu Baizhou gently stroked her hair, "You should sleep a little longer. I'll go find a military doctor to take a look at you."
"I'm up too." Song Ling sat up, the weariness in her eyes had faded a lot. Last night was truly the most relaxing and comfortable night's sleep she had had in years.
“General,” she said, unusually composed, “thank you.”
Yu Baizhou was somewhat stunned, and the shyness that had just appeared disappeared. "What are you saying? Why are you thanking me?"
"Uh... does sleeping with me count?" Her eyes were clear, and she seemed to genuinely mean it.
“Silly A-Ling,” Yu Baizhou chuckled, “you know you’re the one who’s at a disadvantage? I have to hurry back before dawn, or people will gossip about you.”
Watching him quickly get dressed, even though she knew he meant well, she still felt a little strange: "General, don't you think you look like my lover on an affair..."
Yu Baizhou, who had been taking a step forward, stumbled and turned back, somewhat amused and exasperated, wrapping her in the blanket. "It would be my honor to become A-Ling's lover."
Song Ling smiled and reached out to pinch his reddened earlobe until she saw it heat up again. Then, in a good mood, she withdrew her hand and gently kissed the corner of his lips. "Is that so?"
Yu Baizhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. Just as he was about to lean down, a woman suddenly pressed against his chest. "A-Ling?"
Song Ling smiled slyly: "If we don't leave now, we'll be discovered."
Yu Baizhou: "...Okay."
-
Wei Yan got up early, intending to inquire about Song Ling, but unexpectedly saw a dark figure sneaking out at the tent entrance. He glared at him and was about to call out to him when his mouth was suddenly covered.
"It's me."
Their general's voice?!
Wei Yan narrowed his eyes, looked up and saw the face two steps away from him. "General, what are you doing here? How did you get from Song..."
"Waaaaah—"
Yu Baizhou looked around to make sure no one was there, then pulled him all the way to his own tent, only letting go of him once they were inside.
"I cough cough cough—you're going to suffocate me!"
Wei Yan caught his breath and then noticed that something was wrong with their general. Although his tone was harsh, he didn't seem to be blaming him at all. His outer garment was a little loose, as if he had put it on in a hurry.
Recalling how he had sneaked out of Song Ling's tent earlier, Wei Yan's eyes widened in shock. Pointing at him, he exclaimed, "General, did you...you...you...you..."
He can't even speak a single sentence clearly anymore.
“No.” Yu Baizhou interrupted him decisively, “Don’t insult that girl’s reputation.”
"Ha, at this hour, looking like this, coming out of that girl's tent, it doesn't look very proper at all." Wei Yan hesitated before advising, "I'm not saying this to be mean, but General, you should be more careful."
"Miss Song is a virgin, and she's still young. You shouldn't do anything so beastly to her without any proper status or relationship with her. Otherwise, we'll be in trouble..."
"Stop, really not." Yu Baizhou asked him helplessly, "Am I such a tactless person?"
“That’s not what I meant,” Wei Yan muttered. “It’s mainly the way you looked at Miss Song; it wasn’t innocent at all.”
Unfortunately, those words grew weaker and weaker under Yu Baizhou's sharp gaze.
A short while later, Wei Yan heard the person next to him hesitate and ask, "Is it really that obvious?"
"Heh," Wei Yan chuckled, "What do you think?"
Yu Baizhou: "...I think I've controlled it very well."
Wei Yan pressed the tip of his tongue against his back teeth, speechless. "Fine, then you can continue to think about it."
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