The imperial physician paused, then stared at him intently for a moment before whispering, "Actually, I think it's good that Master Qi looks this way. This way, Miss Cheng will feel more distressed..."
Qi Tianyang's eyes widened, and he looked at him with admiration, and said sincerely: "I'm grateful for your advice."
He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Should we wrap it with a few more rounds of gauze?"
Imperial Physician: ...
"No, too much is as bad as too little."
Qi Tianyang nodded, "Oh, okay, thank you, doctor."
The imperial physician bowed and left.
Although Qi Tianyang does not hold an official position yet, as the second place in the martial arts examination, he is expected to receive a reward, so it is understandable that he pays the respects first.
Cheng An thanked the imperial physician again outside the door before walking in.
The door of the wing room was open, and Qi Tianyang's personal servant and Cheng An's personal maid were standing outside the door, leaving space for the two without being too rude.
Seeing Cheng An walk in, Qi Tianyang immediately wanted to sit up, "Xiao An."
Cheng An hurriedly took two steps forward, held his arm, and frowned: "Why are you fiddling? It's just been wrapped."
She lowered her eyes and looked at him. The torn holes in her clothes were wrapped with white gauze, and the knife wound on her chest was still faintly red.
It was covered with dust and gravel, and it was no longer possible to tell what its original pattern was.
Her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered in sweat and dust, soaking her hair.
What an embarrassing look.
Cheng An's eyes began to turn red again, and he bit his lip without saying a word.
Qi Tianyang originally had a painful look on his face and wanted to use a self-torture tactic, but when he looked up, he saw that her eyes were red. He was stunned and quickly sat up.
He was at a loss as to how to comfort her, and could only anxiously say, "Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm tough, these are just superficial injuries."
Cheng An turned his head away and secretly wiped away his tears.
"Xiao An?" Qi Tianyang tentatively pulled the corner of her sleeve and leaned over to look at her. "Don't cry, I'm fine."
Cheng An flicked his sleeves, and the soft fabric in his hands slipped off, and he unconsciously clenched his fingers.
"Who's crying? I'm not crying for a lunatic like you."
But her voice was still choked with sobs.
Qi Tianyang looked up and stared at her closely, his eyes moving slightly. Seeing that she was stubbornly refusing to cry but still couldn't stop the tears from flowing, he felt as if his heart was being pinched. "Your crying makes my heart ache..."
Cheng An was stunned and blushed slightly.
This time, I finally spoke to him properly. "Why didn't you give up when there was only half an incense stick left? Were you going to let him beat you?"
She glared at him, but because of the red circles under her eyes, she looked less intimidating.
Qi Tianyang frantically dug out a handkerchief from somewhere and handed it to her, saying, "Even if you can't win, you can't give up. If you do that, you'd be deserting."
Taking the cloth paw, Cheng An looked up at him, his nose sore, "Do you know, I thought you were dead..."
When she saw him fall to the ground and not get up for a long time, she really thought so.
Qi Tianyang was stunned, his heart aching.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled, deliberately teasing her: "Why, you want to be a widow before you even marry me? I won't agree to that."
"You!" Cheng An's tears dissipated a little, and she glared at him, "You're talking nonsense again..."
Seeing that she had stopped crying, Qi Tianyang smiled and said, "Actually, I regret it too."
He looked at her and said, "I regret all these years of living in a muddle and becoming notorious. Now that I have someone I like, I have to pay a hundred times a thousand times the price to get what I want. How can I not regret it?"
Cheng An pursed his lips, feeling sad, and said nothing.
"But I won't give up." He smiled again. "Good things take time. The girl I want to marry is the most spontaneous and lovely one, so naturally I have to give it my all."
He looked at her hand hanging by her side, wanting to hold it, but after hesitating for a moment, he looked away.
"Am I really ugly? Now, I still feel a little regretful for making myself so embarrassed and ashamed."
Cheng An nodded, then shook his head, "It's ugly, but not shameful."
She said it seriously, Qi Tianyang didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and finally sighed helplessly, saying faintly: "Xiao An dislikes my ugliness, how can I change this face......"
"You..." Cheng An wanted to punch him, "Where did I say that?"
Qi Tianyang immediately raised his head again, his eyes shining.
"I'm glad you don't mind me. I also think I'm not bad looking..."
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The top three in the martial arts exam had been revealed, and Feng Yu rewarded them with silver, cloth, and other rare treasures on the spot, but he did not mention any official titles, saying only that it would be discussed later.
Other students who participated in the martial arts examination would be rewarded as long as they were selected to compete in the capital, which could be considered as an encouragement to them.
These people are not completely useless. After all, they are people with high martial arts skills selected from all over the country, and there will always be a place for them to be useful.
Qi Tianyang didn't dare to propose marriage rashly because the official title had not been granted yet. He could only wait anxiously for the emperor's reward so that he could have something to talk about in front of the Cheng couple.
The top martial arts champion Yin Jie and the third place winner Qi Xiaoming temporarily lived in the capital. The emperor arranged for them to be taken care of by Zhou Jing'an.
Early December was Zhou Jing'an's birthday. Jiang Ling was thinking about how to celebrate it for him, so she went to the study to find him.
At the end of October, it was Jiang Ling's birthday. She didn't want to be too extravagant, so she suggested holding a family dinner at Zhou's house and inviting some close family and friends to get together.
Xia Zhixian took charge and arranged everything for her. She invited people from the Jiang family and Jiang Ling's friends to celebrate together. They only set up three tables and dispersed in the evening.
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