Chapter 32 Extra: Applying Medicine [VIP]
Chapter Summary: The full moon in the sky blushed.
A gentle evening breeze caresses the birds as they return to their nests.
At sunset, Jingyanggang is serene and peaceful.
The roses at the entrance of the fox den stretched out their branches and leaves, turning into a wall of flowers to keep the scorching sun and frost out of the den.
As the sun sets, the gentle evening light, accompanied by a soft breeze, drifts through the lush rose wall, forming golden threads that rise and fall with the wind, like the subtle and winding thoughts of someone.
Delicate, intricate, poignant, and lingering.
The flowers in the mountains fade late.
A breeze blew by, and the crisp fragrance under the evening sun shone through the flowers, wafting past my nose in wisps, almost imperceptible.
Whose heartstrings are stirred for no reason?
Inside the fox den, in front of a smooth and clean stone bed, Pan Yue sat with her back to Songsong, her body tense.
As the sound of mortar and pestle behind her gradually subsided, she glanced back at him, then quickly sat up straight again, and with a rustling sound, gently removed layer after layer of her jacket, outer garment, and inner garment... until her shoulder was exposed, revealing the wound caused by the falling rocks.
The hand that was loosely holding the mortar and pestle suddenly paused, and the eyes seemed to be burned by the bright white, and then suddenly looked away.
The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and the shadows cast by the shadows. Apart from the breaths of the two men mingling and echoing in the cave, you could hear a pin drop.
"Yun, Yunyun, let me apply the medicine for you."
A moment later, the shadow in front of the bed swayed gently. Songsong held a mortar and pestle in her hand, her cheeks flushed, staring at the folds of her outer garment piled on her wrist, and said softly, "Touching it with your fingertips might hurt a little, Yueyue, please bear with it."
Pan Yue lowered her eyes, her hands gripping her clothes clenched and then loosened, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue she had never seen before. She glanced back at him, pursed her lips, and nodded slightly.
With her left hand, Songsong picked up the mortar and pestle and dug out some soil from the roots of Sanguisorba officinalis with her right hand. She looked up and saw that her right shoulder blade, which was covered in blood and flesh, had been cleaned. The wound looked even more grotesque. Suddenly, a look of pity appeared between her relaxed brows. She raised her hand towards the wound and then lowered it again, afraid of hurting her even a little.
"hiss!"
Two fingers just touched the wound, and Pan Yue instinctively gasped. Songsong withdrew her hand before she could, picked up a handkerchief to wipe her fingertips, and leaned towards her, asking, "Yunyun, did you hurt yourself?"
Seeing his tender gaze, Pan Yue's pale face softened into a smile. She took his hand, shook her head gently, and said, "You were too lenient. The longer you dragged it out, the more tormented you would be."
Recalling the jolt that surged through her body like an electric current from his touch, Pan Yueqing's eyes sparkled, and an unnatural blush suddenly rose on her cheeks.
"Ahem!" She coughed lightly, turned her face away, and said in a serious tone, "It's getting late, Songsong, hurry up and finish applying it as soon as possible!"
Songsong was slightly taken aback, reading something from her evasive eyes, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Alright!" He withdrew his gaze, picked up the mortar and pestle again, and nodded, "Then I'll speed things up a bit, Yunyun, just bear with it a little longer."
"Um."
Pan Yue nodded in agreement, then sat back down and let him apply the medicine.
After an incense stick has burned.
After finally finishing applying the medicine, Songsong was covered in sweat, as if it were even more difficult than when she was injured and had medicine applied herself.
"How are you feeling, Yunyun? Are you feeling any better? Does your wound still hurt?"
After washing his hands, he sat back down in front of Pan Yue and carefully observed her expression.
Pan Yue tucked her clothes in layer by layer, then looked up and met his gaze, which was so close to hers and as clear as the moon. Her cheeks flushed instantly.
"It seems... we still owe some."
"Where?!" Songsong placed his hands on her shoulders, suddenly moving closer, looking her up and down while anxiously saying, "Yunyun, don't hide it from me!"
Pan Yue grasped his arm with one hand, gesturing for him to sit up.
When his gaze returned to her face, Pan Yue lowered her eyes again, pointed to the corner of her mouth that she had just bitten, her cheeks flushed red, and murmured softly, "Using burnet root on the lips... doesn't seem quite right."
The hands that were loosely supporting her wrists suddenly tightened, and her round eyes reflected a beautiful face that seemed like that of a fairy from the moon palace, her breath slightly catching in her throat.
"Yueyue, you..."
Before the words were uttered, at a distance where their breaths could be heard, Song Song paused, their eyes met, and the fox's ears involuntarily peeked out from the top of its head, its tail also twitching restlessly.
"Um?"
Pan Yue's eyes lit up when she saw the fluffy fox ears. Just as she was about to reach out and touch them, her hands were grabbed, and the view suddenly darkened. The scent of the little fox filled the air.
boom!
A wave of heat seemed to rise in her chest, quickly spreading to her limbs and bones, churning her mind and making her dizzy and disoriented, unaware of what day it was.
As she tentatively closed her eyes, trembling, Pan Yue slowly shut them.
In the darkness, only his presence was ever-present, his kisses invincible.
Destroy the high-standing gates of her heart, unleash a torrential downpour, and let the saplings of affection that had already sprouted in her heart grow into towering trees overnight, taking root and remaining unmoved.
The little fox at the same time
Her clear eyes served as a brush, tracing the eyebrows and eyes, following the moonlight down the tip of her nose, all the way to her luscious lips.
He held her slightly trembling hand in one hand, their fingers intertwined; with the other hand, he traced a path down her rosy cheek to her fair, slender neck, which tilted back unconsciously.
The closer I got to her, the more uncontrollably my heart pounded.
"Thump th ...
As their breaths mingled, the almost imperceptible touch transformed into an involuntary kiss, quickly escalating into a deep, intertwined kiss...
For a hundred years, Songsong has lingered on the mountaintop, tasting countless sweet flavors: peach blossom tips in March, locust honey in early April, lotus dew in mid-May, and wild lotus pods at the end of June... but none of them can compare to the taste in its mouth at this moment, which is so delicious that one can't help but crave it and be mesmerized.
The tip of its tail couldn't resist any longer, peeking out from under the hem of its clothes and wrapping around the person in front of it.
The tighter he held her, the more their lips met, creating a perfect, intertwined seal...
"Waaah..."
Rose quietly turned her back, and Xiaosong silently lowered her eyes.
The full moon in the sky blushed, and a drifting cloud veiled its crimson cheeks.
Who is singing in the mountains?
Do not lament the passing of beauty, nor ask where home is.
Come home! Come home!
Home is where my heart is at peace!
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