She had it so tough. Even though he had forgotten to cover up his private parts, she had to bite the bullet and make amends for him, lest he, who was always so pure and innocent, think that her eyes had tainted his body.
Her expression at this moment was quite genuine, showing anxiety, worry, embarrassment, and shyness, as if she were afraid he would stand up like that.
"Are you going to find me some undergarments?" Yuwen Sheng asked her.
Zheng Quchi nodded emphatically: "Yes, where did you put it?"
Seeing that she was serious, Yuwen Sheng smiled and said, "Put it in the clothes box over there."
A clothes box?
Oh, she remembered, it was one of those long, narrow boxes for storing clothes, with a lid and brass ornaments... Her gaze swept around and she found her target.
"I'll go get it right away."
She ran over, opened the chest, and found it full of Yuwen Sheng's clothes. She didn't know if they wore underwear or anything like that, but she couldn't find any bras or underwear.
Perhaps men of their time didn't have the habit of wearing underwear.
Then just find a thin undershirt to wear underneath. Undershirts, also called t-shirts or lingerie, are the kind that Yuwen Sheng has seen sleeping in. They are very thin, close-fitting, and even a little see-through. So, all along, he has been going around naked.
Realizing that her consciousness was starting to lean towards the evil, she quickly stopped.
She wasn't a local, and her education and mindset were different, so she didn't think it was shameful to fetch a man's undergarment.
After she found it openly, she was about to match the clothes together and give them to him to change into when she suddenly noticed that the colors under his clothes were quite colorful.
She suspected he had some unusual fetish, so she curiously opened the book and found a lot of women's clothes.
Whose is it?
She glanced at it and had some guesses, but didn't delve into it. After finding the clothes, she took them to Yuwen Sheng.
He narrowed his eyes at her straightforward, unperturbed demeanor, not even blushing or out of breath. He wasn't discouraged; he just lay there like a king, complaining of weakness one minute and pain in his wound the next. So he hoped she could do the dressing for him.
Zheng Quchi wanted to refuse, but she couldn't. She was under someone else's roof, and she was facing the King of Hell.
So she had no choice but to do it herself. It was her first time dressing a man, and in a style she didn't quite understand. She was exhausted and out of breath.
By this time, she was so tired that her face was flushed and she was panting heavily, and only then was Yuwen Sheng finally satisfied.
After finally managing to button up his shirt, I looked up and saw that his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his long eyelashes were trembling like butterfly wings. He seemed to be in a lot of discomfort.
Her expression changed: "What's wrong? Did I move too much and hurt your wound?"
Yuwen Sheng shook his head: "No, it's just that I've been traveling and working hard these days and haven't eaten much, so my old problem has flared up again, and my lower abdomen is feeling a bit uncomfortable."
Oh, she must be hungry, so she asked her to cook.
"...But our camp is out of food, and I can't get you anything good." She said with a worried look on her face.
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Sheng paused for a moment: "You know?"
Nonsense, who doesn't know this now? She's not some cavewoman. The food she eats every day is getting worse and worse, and they can hardly even get wild vegetables anymore. How could she not know?
It seems that Fu Rong's attempt to pray to Buddha for rain only provided psychological comfort, as the heavens did not send down a single drop of rain.
Without rain, wild vegetables and mushrooms on the mountain have stopped growing. If they continue to clear the mountain bare, there will be even less food to eat.
Zheng Quchi couldn't just stand by and watch him suffer. Not to mention his injuries, he also had a stomachache. Putting everything else aside, it was quite a miserable situation.
She said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's any millet left, and I'll make you some porridge."
Yuwen Sheng finally saw what he wanted on her face, and this time he readily let her go.
"good."
With Zheng Quchi gone, Yuwen Sheng transformed from a sickly and delicate husband back into an invincible and ruthless ruler.
He stood up naturally, his movements were not affected by the wounds in the slightest. After all, these superficial cuts were intentional on his part. Although they looked like a lot of wounds, they would actually scab over in a couple of days.
He walked to the desk in his office and found that the pen and ink had been moved, and there was also less paper. He also saw some scrap paper placed aside.
Without a doubt, these were all made by Zheng Quchi.
He wanted to know what she had been doing these days, so he unfolded the scrap paper that had been tossed aside.
The paper contained a picture of a round-headed little girl sitting on top of a luxurious carriage filled with gold and silver treasures. She was holding a pile of gold and silver treasures and laughing heartily.
Just by looking at it, you can tell what the person who painted this picture was thinking.
"Do you like money that much? If I could give you lots and lots of money, would you obediently stay by my side?"
Yuwen Sheng's seemingly gentle, spiderweb-like gaze slowly subdued people, rendering them unable to move or escape.
If you were to ask who is the richest person in the world, some would surely say the richest person in such-and-such place.
But if you ask who is the richest, it is the person at the pinnacle of power who owns a country and can create the richest person in a state or county at any time.
It is important to understand that the combination of money and power is invincible.
If Yuwen Sheng wanted to be something, he would be the richest person.
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Meanwhile, Zheng Quchi, feeling helpless with the thought that "my eldest son wants to eat meat, and this worries me," walked into the kitchen, only to see the cooks and head chef carrying large bags and packages of food inside.
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