Chapter 39 You can't even speak clearly?
The old ancestor was determined to die.
The Tiansheng Dragon Clan favors cold incense, using a slice cut from a piece of cold mountain wood for burning. This is a special incense reserved for the lord's lineage, used to distinguish nobles from commoners, and emperors from officials.
In addition, there are also rules about clothing. Pure white can only be used by the gods, followed by deep bamboo moon, jade, and pale green, and then amber.
While verbally advocating for impartiality and equality, the court actually maintains a clear hierarchical system from top to bottom. Duan Jiuyou is an exception in the court, having broken too many rules, and is therefore constantly targeted by the Dragon Clan.
The Wildlings are the complete opposite of the Dragons. There are no overly detailed constraints between the emperor and his subjects. Subjects can even wear the same color as their lords. Their advantage is that they are open-minded, free and unrestrained, and dare to speak their minds.
—The downside is that they are too outspoken! For example, vassals, who are not very bright, dare to "point out the state of the country" in front of the emperor.
However, at this moment, what caught Di Jiang's attention was not the unique cold fragrance of the dragon race, but the bitter medicinal smell mixed with Duan Jiuyou's body. It was the smell of the dragon race's sacred medicine - Heavenly Frost Hemostatic Ointment, which could only be used by the dragon race's nobles during the great battle.
When Duan Jiuyou entered, the smell of medicine on her clothes was even stronger. She changed into ordinary clothes, but the smell still lingered.
Duan Jiuyou noticed him looking him over and said "Oh".
"I got into a fight with that old bastard Yan Kuo during the morning court session. I applied some medicine in the Longsheng Hall and I'm all better now."
Di Jiang slumped on the pillow, and although he was a wolf, he still exuded the lazy air of a spoiled nobleman.
"The injury is only here?"
He looked at the gauze wrapped around Duan Jiuyou's left hand and said.
“Of course, that’s not all.” Duan Jiuyou gestured on his body. “That old man summoned a whole array of arrows, here, on my back, head, feet, and arms… Bai Yanxing couldn’t stand it and used almost a pound of medicine on me, but actually I didn’t feel any pain at all.”
This is indeed a bit of an exaggeration. Duan Jiuyou's original intention was to make Di Jiang reflect on himself: Both of us saw that I was injured, but Bai Yanxing knew to apply medicine to me, while you only knew to cover your hands.
As a result, she did not express herself clearly, which naturally led to a misunderstanding in Dijiang.
"Who did you say applied the medicine?"
Duan Jiuyou repeated Bai Yanxing's words.
"I thought he detained me because he was worried I would cause trouble for Yan Kuo, but I never expected it was to treat my injuries."
"You just said that you were injured all over your body?"
Duan Jiuyou said so.
She was indeed pricked like a hedgehog on the spot. She thought that Di Jiang was concerned about her injuries, but what Di Jiang actually understood was that Bai Yanxing had applied the ointment to all of Duan Jiuyou's wounds!
—It's all painted on.
He carefully crafted those words in his mind.
This matter should have nothing to do with him.
Firstly, he had no real relationship with Duan Jiuyou.
Secondly—
Lord Wilderness was so angry he laughed, ultimately unable to stop himself.
He asked Duan Jiuyou in a seemingly calm tone.
"He doesn't know that you have a special constitution, so you don't feel pain when you're injured. There's no need for him to be so attentive?"
Duan Jiuyou said, "I know, I also think it's unnecessary, but he said it looks painful. Didn't you say the same thing before? I guess most of you people have never met someone as insensitive to pain as me."
Who do you think you are?
—Does he even deserve to be compared to me?
Di Jiang cursed them both in his heart, but the expression that appeared to Duan Jiuyou was very monotonous, just a cold and expressionless wolf face.
Duan Jiuyou added fuel to the fire—"He insisted on applying it, so I let him have his way."
"Let him be..." Di Jiang's voice was uncertain, seemingly both deep and indifferent. "You really don't distinguish between himself and him!"
The anger in Di Jiang's heart couldn't be suppressed, and in the end, it turned into "I don't care who it is."
Duan Jiuyou watched as Di Jiang jumped off the bed, his back to the young wolf, the size of a pillow, walked away with a flick of his sleeve, his aura shaking the entire Heavenly Realm.
He wasn't someone who strictly adhered to rules and etiquette; the entire Wilderness Clan was known for its unrestrained and dissolute behavior. However, they had their bottom line. For example, no matter how much he couldn't bear to see Jiuyou's injuries, he wouldn't personally treat them.
Is that a place a man can touch?
The two were neither in the middle of nowhere nor in an emergency where treatment was absolutely necessary, so why did Bai Yanxing need to apply medicine?
Duan Jiuyou is a muddle-headed fellow. The fact that the medicine was prepared in a way that didn't conform to the rules and etiquette means he must have been tricked by Bai Yanxing.
He knew all along that he was a hypocrite!
Duan Jiuyou was puzzled and asked, "Where are you going?"
—It's none of your business!
Di Jiang sulked silently to himself, not saying a word, but his heart was in turmoil.
Duan Jiuyou thought for a while and assumed that Di Jiang was angry because she had praised Bai Yanxing. After all, the two were adversaries. She and Bai Yanxing were not on equal footing, so wouldn't that just make her estranged from Di Jiang?
So, while regretting that she had made trouble out of nothing, she coaxed him, "Of course I'm closest to you; my relationship with him is just a formality."
Seeing that Di Jiang didn't respond, she softened her tone and said, "I know you don't like this person, but we are currently in a relationship of ruler and subject, so I still need to maintain a polite facade."
"You call this being polite?" Di Jiang stopped and turned around, his voice cold and sarcastic. "You're certainly being polite to the extreme!"
He knew perfectly well why he had argued with Duan Jiuyou and got so angry. He had developed feelings for Duan Jiuyou, and whether they were together or not, he considered her his person.
As a result, "his people" made a stupid mistake, thinking to themselves, "He has already admitted his mistake to this extent, so why is he still so angry?"
"It's just helping to apply some medicine, it's not like it's a place you can't touch. If you don't like it, I won't let him apply it next time."
This sentence almost made Di Jiang choke to death.
She was covered in injuries, but she said there was no part of her body that couldn't be touched.
Images flashed through Di Jiang's mind, and a feeling of unease rose in his chest, surging towards his head.
"I never knew the priest was so generous!"
"I have no idea why you're throwing a tantrum!"
Old Ancestor Duan was old and of high seniority, and she thought she had already shown a very good attitude in admitting her mistake, but Di Jiang was relentless and brought out her temper as well.
She said, "You look down on Bai Yanxing so much, yet Bai Yanxing praises you behind your back. Today, he even said in front of me that your magical cultivation is superior to his, and that you are a rare genius in the Three Realms. If it weren't for the conflict between the two races, you might even be partners. Can't you be a little more tolerant?"
"Why should I tolerate him?" The more she said this, the angrier she became.
Is this something that can be tolerated?!
The disciples outside, unaware of what was happening, heard the commotion inside and rushed in, bursting through the palace doors. Emperor Jiang gave them a cold look and sent them all flying.
A group of disciples of the Ao Sect fell to the ground outside the hall.
Jiuyou was extremely frustrated: "Why are you taking your anger out on them?"
Di Jiang gritted his teeth: "In your opinion, what are the places he can't touch?"
Duan Jiuyou didn't understand: "There are many places he can't touch, do you want me to list them one by one? You're acting strangely today, asking me this. Bai Yanxing was just helping me apply something to my palm, what's there to avoid touching?"
"What do you mean by only painting the palm?" Emperor Jiang asked with a majestic air, but then suddenly became adamant.
"Where did he apply it?"
Duan Jiuyou raised his left hand and carefully unwrapped the gauze: "My palm! There was a bloody hole here from an arrow. He used half a jar of ointment to fill it. I saw how serious he looked, like he was determined to heal me, so I didn't stop him. What exactly are you angry about?"
Yes, what is he angry about?
Lord Wilderness, who was losing his temper in public for the first time, froze on the spot.
If his previous anger was a raging fire, it was now like a wisp of smoke extinguished by a bucket of cold water. The smoke lingered above his head, eventually transforming into another string of flames that crashed down onto his head!
Duan Jiuyou didn't know what Di Jiang was thinking during this process, but anyway, the man walked back, and with a leap, he pressed a small dent into the soft couch.
The palace doors slammed shut with a loud "bang!"
Di Jiang closed his eyes to rest for a while, but then, unable to contain his anger any longer, he opened his eyes and said to Duan Jiuyou, "You can't even speak properly?!"
Can one hand be the same as the rest of the body?
He thought she'd been taken advantage of by that guy through a combination of coaxing and deception. But it turned out that a seemingly harmless hand had yielded half a pound of miraculous medicine; in the end, she was the one who profited!
Duan Jiuyou was startled by his shout, but when he thought of the way he had just looked like he was looking for revenge, even the slow-witted Duan Jiuyou understood.
"You think Bai Yanxing—"
Having fully grasped the situation, Duan Jiuyou was both amused and exasperated: "I met Bai Yanxing in the Longsheng Hall. There were Immortal Generals and Commanders in the front hall and Immortal Attendants in the back hall. Bai Yanxing is a dignified Emperor, and he has a reputation as a gentleman. How could he act recklessly? Besides, I'm not stupid. This injury didn't need treatment in the first place. Do you think I would let him treat every part of my body? Just because you like to touch people doesn't mean you think others are like you. Isn't that a bit petty?"
"I'm petty?" Di Jiang glared at her like a knife.
—You just don't understand men!
Di Jiang sneered inwardly.
Even if Bai Yanxing behaves honestly, he might not be obedient in his heart. What respectable emperor would say to his subject, "You have injuries, and it hurts to see them on my body"?
Although Di Jiang himself had said the same thing, he was unreasonable. When he said it, it was a heartfelt and sincere statement. But when Bai Yanxing said it, it was extremely despicable, malicious, and a poor imitation!
Duan Jiuyou was still holding a cup; he had only drunk half of it before leaving. She first put the cup down on a small table, then looked at Di Jiang: "What were you going to do just now?"
There was clearly an element of teasing in her words. Di Jiang ignored Duan Jiuyou and then heard her ask, "If things really turn out the way you think, what will you do?"
After calming down, "Little Wolf" put his hands back in his pockets and said in a light tone, "Break his eyes and his hands."
That was his plan just now.
Duan Jiuyou couldn't help but tease, "Going with your current figure? That would be too cute."
Di Jiang smiled after hearing this, but his eyes were icy cold: "I also think I'm very cute."
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