Chapter 66 Chapter 66 Can't Hold It Back
In the Pixiang Hall of the harem, Concubine Shu was still wearing her outer robe and had not yet gone to bed.
A palace maid pushed the door open and came in, tiptoeing forward to answer.
"Your Majesty, Lord Li came out with the uncle. I was afraid that Lord Li would notice something, so I didn't go forward to invite the uncle."
Concubine Shu supported her forehead with one hand and her belly with the other, looking indescribably gentle and quiet.
Hearing this, she lowered her head to her stomach and said softly, "It's okay. I didn't expect to see Wei Yangbo right away. There's still a long time to go, and there's plenty of time in the future."
*
In Jingyuan's study, a solitary lamp illuminates the small space in front of the desk.
Under the dim candlelight, Duan Wenpei took off his coat, and Liu Hui used scissors to treat the burn on his arm.
The imperial physician's treatment was sloppy, and in some places the blood had not dried yet and was stuck to the clothes.
When the scissors cut a spot and tore the wound, it would cause a piercing pain.
Liu Hui couldn't bear it and advised, "Master, please find a doctor."
Duan Wenpei clenched his fists, pressed them against the table, veins bulging on his forehead. He let the cold sweat wet his temples and refused in a hoarse voice.
"No need. It's too late. It would make a noise and disturb people's sleep."
As he spoke, he casually looked up at Nanxu's room, then looked away as if nothing had happened.
Liu Hui saw it clearly and understood it.
This is because the master is afraid of waking up his wife.
But he is not a doctor and it is such a serious injury. If he does not handle it properly, it will easily leave scars or even cause chronic illness.
However, Duan Wenpei was determined, and Liu Hui knew that he could not persuade him, so he simply stopped trying to dissuade him and just slowed down his movements.
After the glued fabrics were almost cleaned, Liu Hui turned around to get the burn medicine prepared in the mansion. Unexpectedly, there were four bottles in a drawer, and each one was lighter than the other in his hand.
Liu Hui's heart skipped a beat. How come they were all gone?
He immediately remembered that Yu Rong had tortured a member of the Zhou family in the dark prison in order to get information about the secret passage to and from Sichuan. It was estimated that the remaining medicine had been used on that member of the Zhou family.
According to the rules, anyone who uses the medicines kept in the mansion must inform him immediately so that he can ask someone to refill them. Now there are only empty bottles left, and I'm afraid Yu Rong has forgotten about this.
What now?
The master refused to call a doctor, and the medicine was gone. It was so late, and no pharmacy was open. Was he just going to wait and let those bloody wounds scab over on their own?
Liu Hui rubbed his hands, feeling a little anxious.
Just as I was worrying, a clear female voice sounded behind me, "Manager Liu, it's so late, why are you standing here alone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dim light came closer. Liu Hui looked closely and found that it was Yuxiang who came out to get up at night.
"I came out to get something."
Liu Hui was not in the mood to chat and just wanted to get rid of Yuxiang with a few words.
Pian Yuxiang had slept for half the night. At this moment, the cool breeze outside made him feel refreshed. He didn't care what Liu Hui said, but just leaned over to look into the box in his hand.
"Hey, why is it burn medicine? Who is burned?"
“Why are they all empty?”
Liu Huilai was unable to stop her and watched her pick up the medicine bottle. Holding the lantern in her hand, she stared at the seal on the bottle, holding her forehead with a headache.
"Miss Yuxiang, I have something else to do, so I won't talk to you for now." He reached out to take the medicine bottle.
Yuxiang dodged it and said, "Could it be that Yu Rong was injured? What's the matter? Where did he get burned? If you need medicine urgently, Madam has some excellent burn medicine. I'll go get it."
Chunya is on duty in Nanxu's room tonight, and when Yuxiang is free, he goes to take care of Yuming.
Yu Ming's room was at the easternmost end of Jing Garden. Yu Xiang had never been through the main house, so naturally he didn't see the light on in the study. He just thought that Duan Wenpei was still in the palace and had not returned. Apart from the uncle, the only person who could be valued so much by Liu Hui was Yu Rong.
Liu Hui was annoyed by Yuxiang's mischief, but suddenly heard that Nanxu had the medicine. He was delighted and couldn't help but feel fortunate that Yuxiang was simple-minded and didn't think about his own grandfather.
"Yes, yes, yes," he nodded hurriedly, his joy evident in words. "Yu Rong accidentally knocked over the stove and burned his leg. Since Madam has medicine, please ask Madam for some. I, Liu, will be grateful to you on behalf of Yu Rong."
Yuxiang said, "Where is it?" and was about to go when Liu Hui called her back. "There's only one thing. Yu Rong cares about her reputation. Miss, please don't tell anyone about this."
Yuxiang nodded, secretly thinking that Yu Rong, such a serious and stubborn person, actually knew how to care about face.
It really fits what my wife always says: don't judge a book by its cover.
*
Liu Hui paced back and forth in the corridor. Time waits for no one, and he didn't know whether Yuxiang had got the medicine.
In fact, he felt a little regretful as soon as Yuxiang left.
He knew a little about Yuxiang's personality after being in the mansion for so long. He was the one who could not keep secrets.
My master gave many warnings and instructions, not even letting us call a doctor, because he wanted to keep it a secret from my wife. If she knew about it, whether to give her medicine or not would be a small matter.
Just as he was thinking, he heard footsteps behind him. Turning around, Liu Hui breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, only Yuxiang came.
"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Yuxiang. When Yurong gets better, I will ask him to come and thank you in person." Liu Hui took the medicine bottle handed to him by Yuxiang and lied without blushing or beating his heart. He was determined to make up for the lie to the end. Naturally, he did not notice that Yuxiang was hesitant to speak.
Thinking that his master was in urgent need of medicine, Liu Hui did not dare to delay. He thanked Yuxiang profusely before bidding farewell and heading towards the study.
As he was about to reach the door of the study, with the joy of regaining what he had lost still on his face, Liu Hui suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him, making him feel uneasy.
He turned his head suddenly and met the eyes of the person behind him. Seeing the newcomer, Liu Hui opened his mouth in surprise and almost bit his tongue, "Madam, why are you here?"
Nan Xu was wearing a cloak, and her long black hair was tied up with a plain hairpin, hanging loosely behind her head. The green bamboos on both sides of the corridor swayed in the wind, adding a bit of tranquility and elegance to the woman who suddenly appeared at this moment.
Nan Xu rested her wrist on Nanny Jiang's arm, lowered her eyebrows, and her voice still carried a hint of sleepiness, as if she was about to wake up. "Open the door, I'll go in and take a look."
Liu Hui was overwhelmed and hurriedly bowed to explain, "Madam, the injured person is Yu Rong. He is not seriously injured, just a minor injury. How dare I trouble you to personally inquire about him. Besides, he is a servant and you are the master. This is against the rules. Alas, Madam, you really can't come in - wuwuwu..."
Before he could finish his words, Nanny Jiang pulled him over and almost made him stumble. Seeing that Liu Hui was chattering incessantly and telling lies, Nanny Jiang simply covered his mouth with her hand.
Nan Xu slowly walked forward, took the medicine from Liu Hui's hand, pushed the door open and walked in.
*
In the study, Duan Wenpei dozed with his eyes closed, his back to the door.
Hearing the sound of someone pushing the door open, he thought it was Liu Hui coming back, so he told Liu Hui to apply medicine without even blinking.
After waiting for a long time, the person who came in did not move. Duan Wenpei frowned and was about to ask what was going on.
The arms that were almost numb from the pain suddenly felt a touch of coolness, which spread slowly from top to bottom. Combined with the delicate and soft application technique of the person who applied the medicine, it was indescribably comfortable.
It's like a fish stranded on a shallow beach, about to die of thirst, when suddenly a downpour of rain comes and saves it from the water.
Duan Wenpei's throat rolled up and down, and he restrained the sigh that came out of his life.
"This isn't the medicine from the mansion. Where did you find it? It's better than the medicine from the mansion."
The person in front of him did not answer, but only focused on the movements of his hands.
This is not like Liu Hui's style.
Duan Wenpei realized it later and finally noticed something strange.
His heart tightened, and his five fingers formed into claws, and he grabbed the wrist of the person who was still applying the medicine with lightning speed.
He shouted sternly: "Who!"
As he spoke, he opened his red eyes, and his sharp gaze shot towards the person in front of him like thorns.
Their eyes met, and the anger that was about to explode suddenly subsided after they saw who it was.
"Nanxu..."
Duan Wenpei was a little surprised.
"Why are you here?"
Then he remembered that his upper body was exposed and Nan Xu had been staring at him for a long time. A suspicious blush crept up his cheeks, and Duan Wenpei's pale face gradually showed some color.
He wanted to get up and take the clothes from the hanger, but just as he stood up, a pair of soft hands covered his shoulders and pushed him back down.
"Don't move, it will be fine soon."
The candlelight in the room was dim. Nan Xu took out the ointment from the medicine bottle and leaned down slightly to reach his upper arm.
The wound was hideous, but the woman's fair face was as soft and tender as a crescent moon emerging from the water. The bright moonlight cast a silver glow, and her eyes were filled with unconscious heartache and pity.
She leaned very close, and her warm breath sprayed on his strong and broad chest, causing the bulge on his chest to rise and fall involuntarily, as if insects and ants were crawling, making him feel tingling and numb.
There is an unknown fire burning in my body.
Duan Wenpei couldn't help but hold on to the armrest of the chair beneath him, holding on tighter and tighter, and holding on harder and harder.
"What's wrong? Did I use too much force and hurt you? I'll be gentler." Nan Xu noticed his tense body and thought she was using too much force, so she unconsciously slowed down the intensity of the application with her fingertips.
She was already bent over, and most of the strength in her hands was removed, so she leaned forward a little. She subconsciously reached out to find a support point, and happened to touch Duan Wenpei's chest.
The skin under his hands was as hard as iron, and every inch of it exuded the unique masculine aura of a man.
Nan Xu couldn't help but pinched it.
"Enough!" Duan Wenpei brushed her hand away, stood up, walked hurriedly to the clothes rack, picked up the clothes and put them on casually.
"No need to apply it. I'll ask Liu to come back and do the rest. It's still early, you should go back and rest." He suppressed the dampness in his body and heart, faced outside the house, and said calmly.
He was afraid that if he continued to apply it, he would not be able to control the urge that was running rampant in his body.
Nan Xu stared at the remaining ointment on her fingertips, somewhat puzzled. "It's only a little bit left. Just hold on a little longer. Why bother Liu Hui?" Seeing that he refused to turn around and look at her, she thought he was afraid of the pain, so she reached out to tug at his sleeve, "Duan Wenpei, what are you doing?—"
"Well, well—"
Her answer was his aggressive plunder.
His kiss came quickly and urgently, prying open her lips like conquering a city, driving straight in, hooking her and stirring her back and forth.
At first, he was still a little cautious and awkward, but the man seemed to be born with the ability to learn without any instruction. In just a moment, he mastered Nan Xu's breathing and rhythm, and was no longer so stiff and overbearing, only leading her to gradually lose herself.
Nan Xu's mind was blank. At first, she subconsciously reached out to push him, but her strength was insignificant in front of Duan Wenpei. Instead, Duan Wenpei clamped her fingers together.
She retreated and he attacked, she advanced and he fell; her body and mind slowly sank into a wet and warm land of tenderness.
She began to cater to him, like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood, holding on tightly and not letting go.
Feeling Nan Xu's initiative, Duan Wenpei gradually became no longer satisfied with this. His kiss became more and more passionate, and he began to kiss her chin, her neck, her collarbone, and all the way down...
"Hmm~"
Nan Xu whimpered, regaining some of her composure. Before the man in front of her could go completely mad, she called out to him, "Be careful with the wound on your arm."
Someone buried in the fields mumbled, "No problem."
Nanxu: ...
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