Yuwen Sheng ordered someone to stand guard outside. After entering the tent, he took off his light and warm fur coat and put on a dark yellow robe with lotus branches. He walked behind the screen and saw Zheng Quchi's sleeping face.
He didn't disturb her, and slowly walked to her side.
After a few days apart, she seemed to have lost some weight, with thinner shoulders and a slender neck... He stared at her quietly for a moment, his expression softening, and the weariness he had been trying to maintain was finally revealed between his brows.
He lifted a corner of her blanket and gently lay down beside her.
She still sleeps on the inside of the bed, just like before.
His hands and feet were incredibly well-behaved, even more so than a child's.
He hadn't seen her for a few days, and when they weren't together, he rarely thought about her.
To him, Zheng Quchi was just an unexpected person he could accept keeping by his side. He felt that he didn't have the same deep affection or reluctance towards her as others described.
But when he returned and saw her, he felt a sense of peace he had never experienced before, like a ship that had been adrift for a long time returning to port.
Are you still afraid of me?
He stretched out a hand and gently traced her real features in the air, silently asking her a question.
Of course, Zheng Quchi did not answer. If she were still awake, she would definitely be so frightened that she would freeze and dare not utter a sound.
“But I have clearly restrained myself a lot in front of you… You once said that you were afraid of Yuwen Sheng, so I only acted as Liu Fengmian in front of you. But my patience is limited. You had better get used to my presence quickly, otherwise I might not be able to resist… taking action to help you get used to it.”
When Zheng Quchi slowly woke up and saw someone lying next to him, his expression was absolutely colorful, and he almost screamed to express the shock he had suffered.
Upon closer inspection, wasn't that Yuwen Sheng?
When did he come back?
Was she really sleeping so soundly that she couldn't even notice a grown man lying next to her?
Zheng Quchi carefully lifted the blanket, intending to get off him without anyone noticing, but as soon as she lifted the blanket, she inadvertently glanced at his arms, chest, and waist and abdomen, all wrapped in bandages, with fresh blood seeping through them, clearly fresh wounds.
hiss……
Where did he get such a serious injury?!
It's covered in wounds, almost like that description, looking like a broken rag doll.
"I'm injured."
"Uh-huh."
See? She's not blind.
After instinctively responding, Zheng Quchi was immediately taken aback.
She suddenly looked at Yuwen Sheng's face, only to find that he had opened his eyes at some point. His eyes, with their beautiful, phoenix-like beauty, were adorned with a smile that lingered in his long, deep eyes.
That last sentence was said by him.
Perhaps because Zheng Quchi hadn't seen him for a few days, he felt a bit estranged, awkward, and uncomfortable.
When did you wake up?
She looked away, not wanting to meet his gaze.
"You just woke up too. Did you see the wounds on my body?"
I see it, I see it, why keep repeating this?
Could this be a test point?
Zheng Quchi was cautious.
It is said that if someone repeatedly emphasizes something, it's either because the thing itself is very important, or because they want to use the event to gain maximum attention.
"..."
So, which one could it be?
Zheng Quchi thought for a moment, then decided to press on, "How did you get injured? Aren't you supposed to be very skilled in martial arts?"
Yuwen Sheng didn't hear what he wanted to hear. He was silent for a moment before lowering his eyes and smiling slightly, "They're all dead."
Zheng Quchi: "...Oh, that's really impressive."
Is that how she should interpret it? He may have been injured, but he eliminated all those who caused his injury, right?
Since he's so capable, there's no need for her to worry about him.
She put on a kind smile and said, "You've seen the wound, right? Then take good care of yourself and get better. I'll head out now."
Ever since she learned that he didn't like people smiling at him, Zheng Quchi developed a habit of smiling whenever she saw him, and her smile was so genuine and beautiful.
Zheng Quchi offered a dry expression of concern and was about to leave when Yuwen Sheng grabbed his calf.
"I've lost too much blood and I'm dizzy. Can you help me?"
Zheng Quchi felt as if her foot had been suddenly grabbed by a water ghost after falling into a river; it was icy cold and bone-chilling. Her heart skipped a beat, but after hearing his words, she calmed down a little.
"OK."
It was nothing, she thought he was going to ask her to stay.
She got out of bed, put on her shoes, turned around and extended her friendly little hand, but the next second, she froze, her eyes fixed on him.
On the bed, Yuwen Sheng was propped up on one hand, looking frail and sickly, with a pale face and red lips.
His long, ink-black hair was half-draped and half-tied over his shoulders. His eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely beautiful, and his deep gaze was like waves of spring.
Because he was lying down to sleep, he not only took off his outer clothes, but also his undergarments, leaving only the white bandage covering his wound. Therefore, when he lifted the covers, he inevitably revealed his lean and alluring figure...
Most importantly, he not only went shirtless, but also went bare-chested!
With no bottom line and no shame, just a few thin strips of cloth, wrapped here and there, what important parts can they cover?
Zheng Quchi quickly and gentlemanly looked away, saying in a flustered manner, "You, you don't need to lift the blanket yet. Lie down in bed for a while, and I'll go get you some clothes to wear, otherwise you'll easily catch a cold."
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