Does it hurt?
At this moment, Fu Jingchen frowned and asked a question after seeing her injury.
Rong Shang initially thought she could tolerate it, but the maid in front of her was too unrestrained.
Rong Shang glanced at her slowly, then lowered her eyes slightly, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes. "It hurts, it hurts much more than at the beginning."
She said it as if it were unintentional, but the maid at the door changed her expression immediately upon hearing it.
"Fourth Master—"
She spoke urgently, seemingly wanting to explain something, but before she could finish, the man's cold voice rang out, "Get out!"
Gritting her teeth, the maid glared fiercely at Rong Shang, then lowered her voice and respectfully said, "Yes."
The maid left.
Only Rong Shang and Fu Jingchen remained in the room, so naturally he was the one to apply the medicated wine to her.
Perhaps afraid that she would feel pain, Fu Jingchen was very careful and gentle when applying the medicated wine to her.
Rong Shang sat on the wooden chair. At this moment, she lowered her eyes and saw the man's long and thick eyelashes falling on his fair skin and casting a light shadow on his high nose.
The warmth traveled from the man's palms to her ankles. Rong Shang glanced at him and saw that he was focused, and his usually cold and handsome face showed a rare hint of gentleness.
She smiled slightly and said casually, "Fourth Master, my mother told me when she was alive that girls should bind their feet tightly and never let men touch them, unless—"
Rong Shang only said half of what she wanted to say before stopping.
Fu Jingchen frowned, then looked up at her. "Unless what?"
His clear, cool voice emanated from the depths of his throat, deep and magnetic.
Rong Shang met his gaze for two or three seconds before smiling and slowly saying, "Unless he is a man who has already pledged his life to her and committed to her love."
Fu Jingchen, "..."
He suddenly lowered his head and silently glanced at his hand, which was now holding the other person's smooth, fair little foot.
Recalling what she had just said, Fu Jingchen's heart raced, and he inexplicably felt his throat go dry.
Just then, the woman's teasing words came over, "Fourth Master, why don't you reconsider?"
"What are you considering?"
"Think about it, something you'll be responsible for me about."
Responsible……
His dark eyes flickered slightly, and Fu Jingchen seemed a little nervous. He suddenly loosened his grip on her little feet.
Her tall figure stood up, casting a faint shadow on Rong Chang's face.
"Miss Mu, I just wanted to help you apply the medicine, I didn't mean to take advantage of you."
"Oh?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow. She suddenly stood up, holding onto the wooden table beside her, and her feet, which were not yet on shoes, touched the ground.
Her injury...
When Fu Jingchen saw it, his heart almost stopped for half a beat.
"What are you doing?" He frowned, then reached out and helped her up, his tone cold and displeased.
But he performed his movements so skillfully that Rong Chang merely glanced down at him, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes.
"You were trying to help me apply medicine just now, so what about now?" A lazy voice came from her lips as Rong Shang looked at him and said teasingly, "Is Fourth Master really a living bodhisattva?"
"..."
"I'm injured and you want to apply the medicine for me yourself. I just got tired of sitting and wanted to get up and move around. Fourth Master, are you helping me because you're afraid I'll fall?"
The woman kept talking, but every single word she uttered left Fu Jingchen speechless.
He was still holding her hand on her arm; now, things were probably really complicated.
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