Chapter 49: Why did you provoke such a person? You said you provoked...
In her memory, Ye Jindian had also pinched that thin copper mask in this way—
Place three fingers on the left cheek and one finger on the mandible, pinching gently. The locking mechanism is right next to the index finger and can be removed with just one click.
At that time, the man also bent down and lowered his head, neither stopping nor agreeing.
He waited silently for her to make a move, and handed the decision to her. His eyes, hidden in the darkness through the thin net, stared at her quietly, with a star-like luster.
In the past, Ye Jindian had suddenly felt a surge of nervousness, feeling as if removing the mask would break something. Therefore, she feigned composure and withdrew her hand, saying, "Since you don't want to, forget it. I don't really like forcing others."
now--
She was still a little nervous, but pressed the switch with shaking fingers.
But before he could see the face under the mask clearly, his vision suddenly went dark and he passed out.
After being in a daze for a long time, she felt a pain in her fingertips and woke up briefly. She seemed to hear an urgent "Madam" and a familiar female voice whispering in her ear. She couldn't hear what was said clearly, and could only make out three or two words intermittently: concentration, blood stasis, don't get excited.
It was unknown how much time had passed before Ye Jindian finally opened her eyes in a daze.
Outside the window was a pale blue sky, with neither the moon nor the sun, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night. All around was silent, with only a pot of calamus standing darkly on the windowsill.
She thought of the golden mask being removed, but she couldn't recall what happened afterwards. Only a faint, rich scent of pepper and angelica lingered in her nostrils. Then, she remembered that her beautiful husband hadn't been found yet, and wondered if his colleagues had deliberately forced him to drink.
Thinking of this, she quickly supported herself and stood up, but seemed to have pushed something down. There was a dull thud followed by another dull thud.
She lowered her eyes and looked.
The handsome husband fell to the ground, with a blue booklet scattered beside him.
Ye Jindian knew that booklet, which was filled with information about her health care, dietary restrictions, and menstrual flow regulation.
She often saw him carrying it with him and reading it.
Zhang Min stared at her blankly: "Madam?"
"Hmm." Ye Jindian was also stunned. She hugged the quilt blankly and sat on the bed looking at him, "Husband?"
The two looked at each other for a long time, both having the illusion that they were in a dream or not.
It was Zhang Min who came back to his senses first. He lit the lotus lamp on the table, sat down beside the bed, and carefully examined her face: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Are you dizzy? Are you in pain? Do you feel like vomiting?"
The lights were dim, and the calamus on the windowsill was covered with a thin, oily green light.
Ye Jindian reached out and took his hand, smiling at him: "I'm fine." She looked around and saw no one else, so she asked, "What time is it now? How long have I slept?"
"It's not even the morning hour yet, and you've been unconscious for two hours." Zhang Min held her hand tightly, his breathing was a little unstable, and his face was very pale.
Ye Jindian lowered her voice and coaxed him with a smile: "It's only been two hours, how can it be considered a coma? Was it because I was too sleepy and fell asleep, but you misunderstood me?"
Zhang Min: "...Madam, I'm not stupid."
He could tell whether he was asleep or unconscious.
Besides, Madam Lan said that she fainted because she was distracted and overly worried, which caused the blood stasis to disperse suddenly and quickly, hindering the normal flow of qi and blood.
You should not be exposed to such stimulation again until the blood stasis has dissipated.
He also never imagined that his wife would not be frightened by the sight of blood, nor by bandits and assassins, and even those cheap drugs had not harmed her at all. As long as the blood was forced out to kill the poison, she would be fine. But because he intended to reveal his identity...
"I'm sorry." Zhang Min held her hand and put his face in her palm. "I was wrong."
It's his greed, it's his insatiableness.
It was because he had wild thoughts, lost his mind, and had no sense of proportion.
You can't have your cake and eat it too. It's a blessing from heaven that his wife is so fond of him despite his identity as a "weak scholar". How can he be greedy for more?
The beauty was like a wilted apricot blossom, nestled in her palm, feeling wronged and guilty. Ye Jindian's heart softened instantly: "How can you be blamed for this?"
He didn't leave without any explanation.
She was worried about his safety and decided to go to Chunxiao Tower to find him. It was her own idea and had nothing to do with him.
She closed her palms and pinched the jade-white face that felt so good with her thumb.
Zhang Min was thinking, how could he not be blamed for this.
He is the culprit.
He didn't dare to look her in the eye. He lowered his head, looking very careless. Even the messy hair that swayed slightly on his head said "I blame myself very much".
Ye Jindian lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek.
Zhang Min's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyelids to look at her. His big round eyes were a little evasive, but his mood did not seem to improve much.
Ye Jindian lifted his chin again and kissed him on the lips.
Zhang Min's eyelashes trembled even more violently, his expression was a mixture of guilt and joy, and his face was twisted into two halves of crying and laughing.
He pursed his lips and buried his face in her palm, revealing only a pair of eyes, and said sullenly: "I don't deserve your mercy, my lady. Please stop coaxing me, just hit me."
If she could give him a couple of punches, he would probably feel better.
Of course, Ye Jindian couldn't hit him.
If you hurt yourself and then feel sad for a long time, what's the difference between that and looking for trouble?
However, when she woke up from her coma, she felt a little tired and could not muster up the energy to comfort him slowly. As she was talking, she fell asleep in her husband's arms.
Zhang Min looked at the person who had no suspicion of him and sighed with both joy and sorrow.
"I really don't know if you're done, or I am," he muttered to himself, raising his hand to gently brush away the hair that had fallen from her cheek. "The person you're hugging is no pushover. This person is stubborn and unyielding, unrepentant, and will never change. Once he sets his mind to something, it's his will. He'll never learn to let go. He's a disgusting 'big devil.' Why did you pick on someone like him?"
As if to refute his words, Ye Jindian rubbed his chest and hugged him tighter.
Zhang Min recognized the reality, covered his burning eyes, and laughed out loud: "Looks like I'm the one who's finished."
*
When I opened my eyes again, it was already noon and no light was coming into the room.
Ye Jindian stared at the bright sun for two breaths, then her breathing stopped. She quickly jumped out of bed, dressed and combed her hair, picked up the cloth bag hanging on the truss and ran out.
The truss creaked in protest when it was pulled, and he ran two steps forward. He waited until she opened the cloth bag and grabbed it in her hand before stopping and watching her step out of the door.
In a hurry, Ye Jindian didn't pay much attention to the road and bumped into the arms of Zhang Min who came over after hearing the sound.
He steadied her shoulders and asked, "Madam, why are you in such a hurry?"
"I don't have time to explain it clearly. I still have to go to the Arsenal." She casually put the cloth bag into her pocket and went to wash up. "I'll explain it to you when I come back."
Zhang Min held her back and said, "Don't worry, the warden told you to go back in an hour."
Ye Jindian paused: "???"
"I heard there's a young man named Luo Dong who worked tirelessly last night, forging three components, and then two more this morning," Zhang Min explained gently. "The Supervisor has simply found a craftsman to help polish the forged components. So, you only need to forge two more components. He sympathizes with your hard work last night and told you to rest well and come back in the afternoon."
Ye Jindian felt that the supervisor's sympathy came quite suddenly.
But it was a good thing for her, so she didn't pursue it too much. She breathed a sigh of relief, took off the cloth bag, and handed it to Zhang Min: "Husband, please put it away for me. I'm going to wash up."
"Okay." Zhang Min looked at her back as she jumped out and reminded her, "There's hot water in the pot, remember to use it."
Ye Jindian raised her right hand and waved it: "Don't worry. I know how to use it."
Zhang Min then smiled and stepped into the inner room, put the truss back to its original position, and hung the cloth bag on it and put it away.
After washing her face, Ye Jindian came back: "Are you hungry, my husband? Do you want to eat something?"
Zhang Min extended his hand towards her: "We're going to the clinic to see Madam Lan later. Why don't we have a meal outside?"
"Alright." Ye Jindian put her hand on him, took his arm, and rested her head on him. "It's a good opportunity for me to hide away."
Zhang Min took out a handkerchief and wiped away the water droplets on her face.
The handkerchief that fell on her face was soft, and the force of wiping was also very gentle. Ye Jindian closed her eyes and enjoyed it: "Husband, you are so good."
"Yeah." After wiping off the water droplets, Zhang Min put away the handkerchief, smoothed her wind-blown hair, and whispered, "If you like it, then it will always be like this, forever, okay?"
As long as she likes it.
Ye Jindian didn't understand the deeper meaning of his words, so she nodded and pulled him out.
The two were about to go into a restaurant, but Ye Jindian smelled the aroma of fresh meat wontons from a roadside stall and was unable to walk.
The woman selling wontons was an old lady, and next to her was a young lady in her teens frying cherry wontons (bì, luó). The fresh, sweet and oily aroma was alluring.
Zhang Min also stopped and asked her, "Do you want wontons or steamed buns?"
Ye Jindian swallowed her saliva and said, "I want to eat them all."
The old woman said cheerfully, "Our fresh meat wontons are made with pork, fish, and shrimp. They're a bit more expensive, so if you and your husband have any dietary restrictions, please let us know. But our ingredients are guaranteed to be fresh and sweet. Except for the pork, everything else is caught in the Zishui River at dawn. And these cherry dumplings are also made with the most carefully selected sweet fruit!"
Ye Jindian swallowed again.
Zhang Min said, "Then I'll have two bowls of wontons and two servings of cherry cakes."
"Okay! Okay!"
There weren't many diners at the moment, and they were sitting and waiting under the shade of trees by the river.
Soon, the wontons were served. Each one had a thin skin and a large filling. They were round and floated in the soup, accompanied by some chopped green onions and green vegetables. They were pale green with a slight reddish color, which was particularly cute.
Ye Jindian quickly scooped one with a spoon, blew it cool and put it in her mouth.
When you bite into the hot wontons, the meat is fresh, fragrant and chewy, and the juice is overflowing but not too much, just right to balance the taste.
She ate with a look of satisfaction.
Zhang Min looked very satisfied seeing her, and almost stuffed the scalding wonton into his mouth, causing blisters on his lips.
The cherry cake is wrapped in a thin pastry with bright colors. The fried edges are a bit hard and crispy, but the middle is still soft, sweet and refreshing. The taste is very unique when you take a bite.
Ye Jindian ate one and found it delicious. She quickly bit it off and stuffed her mouth with it. She quickly picked up another one and handed it to Zhang Min's lips, mumbling incoherently.
Zhang Min looked at the food that was held out to her, not really caring what it was. She opened her mouth and bit it, filling her mouth like she did.
“Mmmmm (Is it delicious)?”
"Hmm."
The two people used chopsticks to stop the cherry juice that flowed to their lips, looked at each other and laughed, almost spraying cherry flesh all over each other's faces, and then reached out their hands at the same time and wiped the sugar oil on the corners of each other's lips with their thumbs.
Afterwards——
Pull your hand back and hide your thumb in your palm.
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