Jun Molin's ears turned bright red, but he said sincerely, "Yun Qingran, I will take responsibility for what happened today."
"No need for that." Yun Qingran immediately refused, then realized she had been a bit too heartless, and reorganized her words, "I drank the wine you gave me tonight before I took the Chinese medicine, but I also did *that* to you, so how about we're even?"
Upon hearing this, Jun Molin's eyes dimmed, turning into a vast, dark sky that stretched to the horizon.
Yun Qingran sensed the change in Jun Molin's aura and shrank back; he seemed to be angry.
“Your Highness, if you are really not feeling well, I can offer you some compensation. How about a thousand taels of silver?” Yun Qingran asked him tentatively.
"No need, you can keep it yourself." Jun Molin pursed his lips tightly, glared at Yun Qingran, and turned to leave.
"You think the money is too little?" Yun Qingran asked, looking at his retreating figure.
Without time to think, Yun Qingran leaned against a tree and stood up, hissing in pain.
Jun Molin is a bit too strong; she's in so much pain right now! It just goes to show that having too much of a thing isn't a good thing; moderation is key.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Upon returning to the tent, Pei Chen noticed the obvious anger emanating from Jun Molin's face and was somewhat puzzled.
The prince was usually very composed, so what had happened to make his face so full of anger?
"It's nothing."
Your Highness, the expression and tone you used when you said "nothing happened" really didn't sound like nothing happened.
"Father, where is my sister?" Jun Yanyan looked behind Jun Molin, but Yun Qingran was not there.
"She had to leave first. Pei Chen will stay with you tonight." Jun Molin looked at his daughter, his voice softening immediately.
"Is your sister alright? She seemed to be in a lot of pain just now," Jun An'an asked with concern.
"She was feeling a little unwell, but she's fine now. You don't need to worry about her." Jun Molin patted Jun An'an's head.
“My sister is a girl, and it’s getting late. Isn’t it safe for her to go back alone?” Jun An’an was still worried. “Father, why don’t you send someone to escort my sister back?”
"Yes, Father understands." Jun Molin was a little worried about Pei Chen taking care of the child. "Father will have Sister Bingpo escort you back to the capital."
Bingpo is a female bodyguard who does things that are inconvenient for men to do.
"Okay," the siblings obediently agreed.
"Go ahead." Jun Molin kissed the two children's foreheads and told Pei Chen to hand them over to Bingpo.
After the two children left, Jun Molin looked at the woods behind the tent and went back inside.
In the woods, Yun Qingran was resting against a tree. The effects of the aphrodisiac had worn off, and she felt weak all over. In addition, her back and legs ached and were sore from the strenuous exercise. Every step she took was painful. It was so painful.
"Who is it?" Just as Yun Qingran closed her eyes to rest, she suddenly heard someone approaching. She opened her eyes and saw Jun Molin.
He bent down, picked himself up in his arms, and walked towards the tent.
"Jun Molin, why are you back again?" Wasn't he angry? Why are you back again?
"Yan Yan and An An were worried about you, so they sent me to find you. Let me take you to rest." Jun Molin held Yun Qingran in his arms, looking straight ahead, not daring to lower his eyes, afraid that the other party would see through his thoughts.
"These two little ones are such sweethearts," Yun Qingran praised. "Jun Molin, how did you raise them? You've raised them so well."
She used the excuse of praising the child to appease the adults, since she was the one who started it tonight.
“That’s how we raise them,” Jun Molin replied.
Hearing your words is like receiving a purification, just like Zhuangzi.
Being carried by Jun Molin meant Yun Qingran didn't have to walk, and she felt great, finally free from the pain of each step.
Jun Molin carried Yun Qingran into the tent and put her down. Then he tossed her a bottle of medicine, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and used his lightness skill to leap off the cliff, returning to the camp of the Three Kingdoms delegation.
Yun Qingran picked up the medicine bottle and saw four big characters written on it: Reduce swelling and relieve pain!
Is he considerate or perverted?
She opened the medicine bottle and smelled it; it was indeed a high-quality anti-swelling and analgesic. Yun Qingran applied a thick layer to the swollen area herself.
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After applying the medicine, the burning pain disappeared almost instantly, and the swelling subsided significantly.
"It seems that such things are more beautifully depicted in novels," Yun Qingran thought to herself.
Jun Molin returned to his tent at the camp and applied some medicine to himself; he was in pain too.
After applying the medicine, he lay on the bed, thinking about everything that had just happened, and the tips of his ears turned red again. But when he thought about Yun Qingran's attitude afterwards, he got angry again.
Her demeanor suggested that her body was aroused, but her emotions remained unmoved. She only saw him as an antidote, and afterwards even tried to distance herself from him, unwilling to take any responsibility.
How could she do this! Jun Molin was angry, but also felt a little wronged.
She was the one who spied on me while I was showering, she was the one who forced herself on me, and she was the one who didn't want to take responsibility.
Just as he was lost in thought, Pei Chen suddenly rushed in.
"What kind of behavior is this, all flustered and disrespectful?" Jun Molin was already annoyed and had nowhere to vent his anger.
"Something terrible has happened, Your Highness!" Pei Chen said in a panic, without having time to apologize.
"What happened?" Jun Molin looked at Pei Chen with a serious expression.
Although Pei Chen is usually unreliable, he still has his rules and won't act recklessly in this special situation.
“Princess Zhaohua…Princess Zhaohua…” Pei Chen looked embarrassed.
Jun Molin thought for a moment, then his expression changed. Princess Zhaohua had also drunk the wine from that jar.
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