Chapter 55 The Aftermath
When Wen Ning heard his words, the timidity in her eyes dissipated a little, but she still didn't dare to move.
She remembered that he coaxed her in the same way last night, whispering in her ear, "Be good, just this once."
But the big hand that was pinching her soft waist still did not let go.
When she bit his shoulder and begged for mercy, he would hold her earlobe in his mouth and cover her gasps with coaxing soft words.
No matter how much she sobbed and begged for mercy, he refused to stop.
Xie Jinglan's fingertips hovered on the top of her head, wanting to comfort her, but seeing that she was still so alert, he couldn't help but withdraw his hand.
He suddenly felt distressed and amused: it was obvious that this girl came to him on her own initiative, but he tormented her like a frightened bird, making him look like a ruthless robber.
Wen Ning saw the smile on his lips and thought he was making fun of her.
I was bullied so badly by him last night, and now I am being laughed at by him.
"You, what are you laughing at!" She raised her eyes suddenly, her eyes were red, half of shame and half of anger.
Xie Jinglan then realized that his smile had been misunderstood by her, and he quickly retracted the curve of his lips.
He wanted to express his inner thoughts, but swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.
If I say something wrong again, I'm afraid I'll anger her again.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Wen Ning was startled by the three words without a beginning or an end, and then she understood what the man was asking.
"No, it doesn't hurt anymore." Her face flushed and she denied it flatly.
It actually hurts!
There was still a heavy pain in my waist and my legs were a little stiff.
As soon as I moved, the sore and weak feeling would penetrate into the gaps between my bones.
But she wanted to go back to see Xibao earlier. If she said she was still in pain, he might ask her to stay here and rest again.
Xie Jinglan chuckled when he heard this, and his warm breath brushed against her burning earlobe, "You're lying."
His eyes fell on her lightly pursed lips, which were still red and swollen. There was also a dark bloodstain on her lower lip, which was caused by her biting it in desperation when she whimpered and begged for mercy last night.
Not to mention anywhere else.
With his fingertips lightly brushing her rosy lips, Xie Jinglan suddenly took out four exquisite porcelain bottles from his sleeve.
One is sky blue, one is crabapple red, one is rouge snow, and one is lotus pink.
The four bottles have different colors, but they are all decorated with lotus patterns in gold, shimmering in the sunlight, looking elegant and noble.
"What is this?" Wen Ning stared at the four porcelain bottles in a daze. It was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary objects.
"It's a medicine to reduce swelling and relieve pain. The emperor gave it to me a while ago. He said it was a secret medicine from the palace and asked me to give it to those around me."
Wen Ning's ears felt slightly hot, and she whispered in confusion, "Why would His Majesty give you this?"
"It's probably because of what happened on the dining boat last time that he heard about it. His Majesty thought I had a woman by my side, so he gave me this reward the next day."
Seeing her pursing her lips subconsciously, Xie Jinglan chuckled softly before continuing, "Your Majesty is just a gossip lover, nothing else."
Wen Ning nodded, but felt that it would be against the rules if she used it.
"Since it was a gift from His Majesty, it should be reserved for the Marquis's future wife. How could I possibly use it?"
Seeing her serious expression, Xie Jinglan's eyes darkened and he suddenly stepped forward, "Madam? Ning'er, do you mean you want me to have other women?"
With his status, he would naturally marry a lady from a noble family who was of equal status to him as his wife, with three matchmakers and six betrothals, and a wedding ceremony stretching ten miles long.
The anger in his eyes was too real, so Wen Ning didn't dare to speak out that reality anymore. She just hurriedly looked away and pushed the medicine bottles on the quilt towards him, "Why, why are there so many... One bottle is enough for me..."
The anger in Xie Jinglan's eyes had not yet dissipated, but the way she deliberately changed the subject softened it a little.
He didn't ask any more questions and reached out to take the bottle of medicine she pushed to him.
"These medicines are used in different places," he said, picking up the azure porcelain bottle. "This one is applied to bruises on the skin. It can promote blood circulation and dissipate blood stasis."
His voice paused as he suddenly grabbed Wen Ning's wrist and gently pushed her sleeve up, revealing the bruises on her frosty wrist. "For example, here."
Wen Ning hurriedly pulled her hand back, only to see him pick up the small bottle of crabapple red again, "Apply this on your lips."
Her breathing stopped and her teeth gently bit the blood mark on her lower lip.
Xie Jinglan twisted the Yanzhixue bottle between his fingers, "This bottle..." His gaze followed her loosened collar down to her barely visible collarbone, "Apply it on..."
"My Lord!" The woman snatched the bottle of medicine, her fair neck already flushed. "I understand..."
Xie Jinglan chuckled softly and pushed the last small bottle of lotus petal powder in front of her, "This bottle..."
"I know! I know!" Wen Ning hurriedly gathered all the medicine bottles into her arms, completely ignoring the pain in her body.
The man smiled and shook his head, but still refused to let her go. He reached out and took back all the medicine bottles in her arms.
"Actually, Ning'er, there's no need to remember this. I'll take care of applying the medicine."
Hearing this, Wen Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, and her slender fingers subconsciously clenched her collar, "No... no need..."
The man's lips curled up into a wicked smile, "Where haven't you seen it last night? There are some places you can't get on your own."
She was choked and subconsciously shrank back, hugging her knees and curling herself into a small ball.
"I, I can..."
"No!" The man's tone was very firm, and he leaned closer. "If you come alone, the places you can't reach will probably turn purple and take days to heal." His thin lips curled up dangerously, and his warm breath sprayed behind her ear. "By then... I'm afraid new injuries will cover the old ones."
"you!"
The woman wanted to cry but had no tears. She could only bury her face in the pillow and beg for all this to end quickly.
Then she heard the sound of a man opening a medicine bottle, and then her ankle was gently grasped by warm hands, and she was brought back.
The man was gentle and very patient.
Wen Ning was filled with shame and anger. Her most private scars were being examined by the person who had caused them. This was more embarrassing for her than what she had endured in the dark last night.
After a long time, the man took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then slowly and methodically straightened her collar.
Xie Jinglan pulled the soft pillow away from her tightly clenched fingers, only to see that pretty face flushed red, and her tearful eyes avoided looking at him.
The man scraped the beads of sweat on the tip of her nose with his fingers, and said with a hint of teasing, "You've been feeling suffocated for a while now. Aren't you feeling suffocated?"
Wen Ning curled up and sat up, finally looking up at him, her peach blossom eyes full of moisture.
She said aggrievedly: "I'm hungry..."
As I spoke, my nose felt even more sore.
At this moment, I feel tired, painful, hungry and wronged.
It's so pitiful.
Xie Jinglan then belatedly remembered that she had been here since yesterday afternoon and had been so obsessed with him that she had forgotten the time.
Not to mention having a proper meal, he couldn't even drink a cup of hot tea properly.
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