Chapter 88
Chapter 88
Wen Shu was shocked. She and Ming Wanrou had just talked about it today, but she didn't expect that her husband really had a magic weapon. She opened it excitedly, but the light was too dim to see clearly. She hurriedly got out of bed and lit a lamp, shining it on the head of the bed, then came back to lean on her husband's side and picked up the book again.
The booklet is filled with pictures and no words.
The scene was different from what he had seen before.
The young lady and the young master were clean, too clean...
What...is this!
The young man turned his head and kept looking at the young lady. He saw that her expression changed from expectation at the beginning to astonishment, then to confusion, and finally her eyes widened. She closed the book with a "snap" and sat there stupidly. Even in the dim light, he could feel the blush on her face.
A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. When it doesn’t know, it dares to say anything. Now it knows how to be ashamed.
That's right.
My nose was bleeding and I had two silk handkerchiefs. Seeing her like this, I regained some balance in my heart and deliberately asked her, "What's wrong, my lady?"
As a result, the young lady turned around and looked at him with resentment, with a face full of grievance, and a whimpering voice, "My dear, why are you showing me this? I, what should I do? My eyes are not clean anymore."
Xie Shao was stunned, not understanding what the young lady meant by "unclean".
The young lady continued to cry, "I, I didn't see my husband's at first sight..." She spoke so sadly, and she truly felt that the things in the booklet had polluted her eyes.
Xie Shao finally accepted his fate. The young lady was here to kill him. He covered his nose with a silk handkerchief and said helplessly, "This is a fire avoidance map. The characters in it are fake and do not exist. They are only for guidance..."
The young lady was stunned for a moment, and then seemed relieved. Soon, she showed doubts again, staring at him, and her face slowly turned red. "So, my dear, this is not the case?"
Xie Shao's eyelids trembled, and he felt the lights in front of him also jump a few times. It was no use covering his eyes with a silk handkerchief. The tip of his nose, which had finally stopped bleeding, felt hot again, and it was out of control. The blood soaked through the silk handkerchief and dripped onto his body. The young lady was also frightened by him and no longer cared about the album. She got up and hurriedly helped him up, and took him to the bathroom. She followed the way her grandmother took care of her when she was a child. She took a cloth towel dipped in cold water and put it on the bridge of his nose, and asked him to raise his head. After a while, she saw that the bleeding was not so severe, and she whimpered, "My dear, what's wrong with you? I heard that internal bleeding is a serious matter. I'll ask Min Zhang to call the imperial physician over..."
Resigned to her fate, she said, "I've figured it out. We won't consummate our marriage. Let others laugh at us, but I don't mind losing face. At least we have to live long..."
The young man looked at the beams on the roof. He was not stupid, but he was always helpless when he met the young lady. Through the wet silk handkerchief, he defended himself, "I don't have any serious illness, I just have a lot of internal heat. Let me calm down for a while, and he will get better naturally."
She doesn’t have to worry about consummating the marriage.
"If my lady is willing, let alone poking a hole in her arm, even if it is broken, I can satisfy her tonight."
He was injured both internally and externally, so there was no need for him to act strong.
Heartburn? She was even more confused, "I was the one reading it just now, not you, where did you get the heartburn from?" Suddenly she realized, "My husband has read it too." This was no nonsense, the booklet was given to her, so he must have read it before.
"My dear husband, you are not clean either." Without waiting for her husband to answer, the young lady's guilt immediately dissipated and she breathed a sigh of relief, "We are even now."
What kind of perverse logic is this?
After tossing and turning for half the night, the husband's nosebleed finally subsided. The two of them lay on the bed, quite exhausted. Xie Shao dared not show her the booklet. He took it and stuffed it under the pillow again. "My lady, go to sleep first. In four days, your husband will definitely not let you down."
The young lady had served him for a whole day and was exhausted. Although the book had shocked her cognition, she could not resist the sleepiness and said, "Okay, whatever you say, my lord."
She closed her eyes and turned sideways to face him, twisting the underwear on his arm with her fingers and rubbing it gently.
I don't know what kind of quirk she has, but every night before going to bed or when she wakes up in the middle of the night, her hands will reach out to him, find his arms or chest, and rub the satin on his body with her fingers for a long time before she can fall asleep.
How could he sleep when she was rubbing him like this? When the fingers on his arm stopped moving, he slowly turned his head and looked at her sleeping face. Her small face was as big as a palm, quiet and well-behaved. It was hard to imagine how lively and life-threatening her eyes would be when they were open.
When he was angry with the young lady, he would also wonder what sin he had committed in his previous life that he would fall in love with such a young lady.
But it may not be a blessing.
With the young lady by his side, every day would be colorful and never boring. The only thing he needed to do was to practice the skill of remaining motionless.
He fell asleep again in the middle of the night. Perhaps because the three ginsengs had replenished his energy, he slept particularly soundly. When he opened his eyes the next day, the sun was already high in the sky, and the young lady was not by his side.
A wooden box had been placed next to the bed at some point, and cold smoke was rising from it.
It was hot in July, but this courtyard was built with great care. There were bamboo groves and beams on both sides to block the sun. A breeze would blow in when the lattice windows on all four sides were opened. A piece of ice was placed in the outer room to cool him down inside. The young lady never put ice in the inner room because she was worried that he would get damp after being injured.
Is it so hot today?
The young lady came in quickly, holding a medicine bowl in her hand. When she saw that he had woken up, she smiled like a sunbeam, "My dear, you have woken up. That's great. The medicine is ready too."
"My dear, you have worked hard." He turned over and tried to sit up. The young lady saw him and stopped immediately. She came forward and put the medicine bowl on the wooden table, and carefully helped him up. "Didn't I tell you that you can't move, my dear?"
He's not that squeamish.
The injury on my shoulder seems to have healed a lot today. I just checked it myself. The imperial physician used mulberry bark to sew the wound, so there is no need to remove the stitches. Now a layer of scab has formed on the stitches.
But today the young lady did not check on his wounds. She had another worry. "My dear, you have a bad temper. I asked someone to move some ice cubes inside to help you relieve your temper." Then she asked him, "How do you feel? Are you feeling sore, weak, or in pain? You must tell me..."
She still doubts her body.
Helpless, when the imperial physician came at noon, she asked the young lady in front of him, "Sir, please take my pulse again. My wife is worried that the external injury may have affected the internal organs. Please check if there are any hidden diseases."
Wen Shuse felt a little guilty after hearing what he said, she didn't say that...
The imperial physician was specially assigned by the emperor to treat Xie Shao's body. He would be held responsible for any injuries to other parts of his body, not just his shoulder blade. He quickly stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and after a moment, he spoke in a relaxed tone, "The commander's pulse is steady, peaceful and smooth. Madam, don't worry. He is in good health."
The young lady's brows relaxed instantly, and the young man glanced over and caught the relaxed look on her face.
Finally, no one questioned his health anymore. After the imperial physician left, the young lady did not give him any tonic. She sat with him by the bed, looking back and forth at his face.
Sometimes he stared at his nose and compared it with his hand. Sometimes he put his hand on his face and measured it. Then he stared at his eyes for a while, and then closed his eyes and meditated.
Her strange behavior made people feel uneasy. It would be better to let him drink tonic. He asked aloud, "What's wrong with my wife? Am I not good-looking?"
The young lady shook her head, "My dear, you are the most handsome man in the world. Everything about you is beautiful..."
Before Xie Shao could figure out what she was up to, the young lady stood up, brushed aside the beaded curtain, and called Aunt Qing to come in, "Aunt, please prepare a set of paints and brushes for me to paint."
It turned out that I wanted to paint a picture for him.
That would explain her strange behavior just now. The young lady had never painted him before, and she was particularly looking forward to it, wondering what she would paint him like.
Afraid of disturbing her and affecting her performance, Xie Shao said nothing.
The young lady sat quietly in front of the dressing table, picking up her pen and concentrating on painting seriously.
She painted from morning to dusk, and never stopped except for three meals. Langjun couldn't help wondering what kind of painting she was painting. Seeing that Aunt Qing had come in to add lights, he urged, "Madam, are you done?"
The young lady did not expect that time would pass so quickly. She stood up and covered the unfinished painting. She rubbed her sore shoulders, twisted her stiff neck, looked back at her husband, and walked towards him tiredly, "Not yet. I'm afraid I can't finish it today. I will continue tomorrow and give you a surprise then."
Good things are worth waiting for.
He wasn't in a hurry at the moment, in fact he was hiding something from her. Today, his shoulder blades didn't hurt anymore.
The next day, the two of them were still busy with their own things. The husband silently nursed his wounds while the young lady continued to paint. They painted for another whole day, from morning till night. The husband urged her several times, but the young lady kept shouting, "Almost done, almost done..." At 15:30, she put down her brush, and when she had finished, she turned around and smiled triumphantly at the husband, "I've finished it."
Xie Shao had already finished washing up and was half lying on the bed. If you look closely, you will find that the inner clothes he is wearing today are different from the past. The white sara is thinner and more transparent.
But the young lady was hiding her own thoughts at the moment and didn't notice it. She put the finished painting into her sleeve and was about to jump onto the bed. The young man raised one foot to block her out and said, "Go take a shower and change clothes first."
Wen Shuse was stunned, and she lowered her head to glance at herself. There were a lot of ink stains on her dress. As expected, her husband was also a sophisticated and particular person, and she liked it.
She slid down from the bed and said, "My dear, wait for me. I'll be ready soon."
Xie Shao smiled, as if he was particularly calm today, "Don't worry, my lady, take your time washing."
Her husband could keep his composure, but she could not. She hurried to the bathroom, took out the painting from her sleeve and put it in a dry place, undressed, and soaked in the bathtub. Her mind was full of vivid scenes.
The hot steam from the tub made her face even redder. She hadn't noticed it when she was painting, but now the aftereffects were too strong and she slapped her cheeks twice.
In order to win or lose with Ming Wanrou, she almost forgot that she was a girl.
It was getting late, and she was worried that her husband had fallen asleep and wouldn't be able to see her surprise. Wouldn't all her work today have been in vain? After washing her hair, it was a tangled mess, half dry and half wet on her head. She put on her underwear and hurried out.
Fortunately, my husband didn’t sleep.
She crawled in from the end of the bed, moved to his side, and kept him in suspense, "My dear, I've been waiting for a long time."
"No problem." Xie Shao had already seen what she was hiding behind her, and asked knowingly, "Madam, you have been busy for two days, what exactly are you painting?"
"The man of the painting."
really......
The young lady added: "And me."
Xie Shao was stunned. A pair of people? No wonder it took two days. The young lady was very good at painting and had put a lot of effort into it. He became more and more excited. He didn't know what he would look like in her painting. "Madam, let me see it."
The young lady finally stretched out her hand from behind and handed the booklet that took her two days to finish to her husband. She was too shy to raise her head. "Would you like to take another look?"
There was a turquoise rockery with two people kneeling underneath. The cover looked so familiar. It was the fire avoidance map that he had hidden under his pillow.
His eyes twitched twice and he reached under the pillow again, but there was nothing there.
He no longer cared about when the young lady had stolen the things, nor did he understand what her intention was. It was a rare time when Xie Shao felt uneasy. He had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. He took the album, opened it and saw that the faces and figures of the man and woman in it had been completely tampered with.
Changed to...
He and the young lady looked like.
The young man's eyes were about to spit fire. The young lady glanced at him and whispered, "You let me look at other men for the first time. I'm not used to it. The young man is the same. I feel uncomfortable when I think of the young man looking at other young ladies, no matter if the person is real or not... Just replace our faces and bodies. I changed everything I could. I don't know what the young man looks like for the rest."
The rest has not changed, what else can be left...
He couldn't watch any more closely. The young lady had great skills. Whether it was the irritation in his heart or the reaction in his body, it was enough to overwhelm him. He raised his head and looked at the bold young lady in front of him. His throat was forced to become hoarse. "Wen Shuse, do you think that my arm is injured and I can't do anything to you, so you challenge me again and again?"
Wen Shuse didn't understand why he thought so, and shook his head quickly, "No, I think my husband is very powerful."
"Do you know what will happen if a young lady discusses the fire avoidance map with her husband and even tamper with each other's appearance?"
Wen Shuse continued to shake his head, wondering what the outcome would be. "Could my husband eat me?"
Isn't this for their own good?
There are only two days left. It is better to learn a little in advance than to cram at the last minute. With her change, the two of them won't seem to feel awkward.
As soon as she finished speaking, she was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders by her lover and pressed on the pillow beside her. The lover leaned over to her side, propped up his arms, and looked down at her with a pair of eyes. His eyes were like flames, as if they wanted to melt her, but also like ice, making people tremble in their hearts.
He looked like he could eat her up.
Wen Shuse gently pushed him, "My dear, you don't like it? I drew two..."
Before she finished speaking, she felt her husband's face getting closer and closer, until her nose was touching hers and their breaths were touching. Her heartbeat suddenly quickened, as if a prey had smelled some danger. She panicked a little, but soon calmed down, and concluded that her husband would not do anything to her at this moment. She gently fluttered her eyelashes, shy, and looked at him timidly with smoky eyes, "There are still two days, you can take a look first..."
She finished changing the faces in the entire booklet, and naturally checked other parts as well.
"Okay." Xie Shaoren did not move, "Madam, open it and let me see it."
How could she open it and show it to him? He was too close to her, and she had difficulty breathing. She moved back quietly, "That's not the way to look at it. I'll go to sleep first, and you can look at it slowly."
After saying that, he pretended to turn over, but Xie Shao stretched out one leg and hooked him back.
Wen Shu was stunned, staring blankly at the leg that his husband had put on him. What was he going to do...
Xie Shao's face was calm, and he smiled gently, "My lady, you have put so much effort into this. If I can't figure it out by myself, wouldn't it be a waste of your efforts? Please accompany me."
He looked like he would not give up until they figured it out together, and Wen Shuse was at a loss for what to do.
In order to rush the work, I actually didn't look at the painting carefully after I finished it. But I just looked at it. I reached out and touched the booklet. It seemed that the bedside lamp had been changed tonight, and it was much brighter than usual.
She casually unfolded it, her eyes fell on the album, and the man's eyes were fixed on her face. After a few breaths, the young lady's face was so hot that she could even feel it. She turned her head and pushed the album in front of him, "Look for yourself, man."
Not knowing whether he saw it or not, she spread out the album with both hands and faced the picture towards him.
There was silence beside my ears, and my lover didn't say a word for a long time.
Her hands felt a little limp. Wen Shuse turned her head and saw her husband staring at the screen intently, with a blush on his face.
Other people have elders to teach them when they get married, but they are so pitiful, they have to figure it out on their own. "My dear, have you finished reading this?"
Xie Shao didn't respond, and suddenly asked, "My wife only changed her face?"
She doesn't often look in the mirror to see what she looks like, but in addition to her face, she also retouched her waist. The waist of the person in the painting is too thick, she is not that ugly...
His face flushed, he simply stopped talking and nodded perfunctorily, "Yeah."
"I've finished reading it."
It was finally over. Wen Shuse withdrew his sore arm, feeling relieved, and was about to lie back down in his quilt to sleep.
A hand pressed on my shoulder, "Madam, don't you want to try?"
Wen Shuse's body tensed up, and she stared at her lover blankly, trying, how to try...
Lang Jun raised his eyebrows and said in a gentle voice: "It's just talk on paper, who knows if it's right or not."
What is this? It's so clear, how can it be wrong?
"Don't be nervous, my lady. We are just discussing tonight. I am injured, what can I do to you..."
You sound so pitiful and you must feel very uncomfortable. You are right. I have already looked at the picture album. It doesn't matter if I give it one more time. I am here and I will know whether it is right or wrong after giving it a try.
Wen Shuse nodded.
But what happened next was not relaxing at all. The man's fingers slowly opened her collar and followed the booklet step by step.
The light at the bedside was too bright, and I had no place to hide my shyness. I wanted him to turn off the light, but he retorted, "I can't see if I turn off the light."
Being illuminated by the strong light, the young lady couldn't retreat. Her heart beat faster and faster. The young man seemed to sense it and pecked her lips gently, "Don't worry, my lady. I followed the book and didn't make any mistakes."
Yeah.
Can he hurry up?
She didn't say anything, and her husband continued to follow the booklet, meticulously, placing everything in its place, without missing a single detail.
The moment the snow-white silk loosened, the young lady's breath was choked and she closed her eyes, "My dear, please hurry up..."
"Okay." He moved her a little further apart, and the light from the bedside lamp spilled onto the bed, just right onto the figure below.
The man's eyes were as dark as the night sky under the deep sea. He whispered in her ear, "Who gave you such courage?"
The man sank.
It was as if the scimitar on his waist was put into the scabbard. The newly made scabbard had not yet been properly fitted with the blade. It was a dark road, twists and turns, and blocked several times. But it could not withstand the sharpness and surging of the blade tip. After a few tremors, the handle was successfully stuck in the scabbard.
My scalp is numb.
The young lady's eyes widened instantly, and she grabbed the floating object in front of her tightly, taking a breath in her throat and losing her voice.
The babies are here, shush! (Is Xie San a good guy? If he is, then give him some water.)
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