Chapter 35 Together they washed away the mess in Shen Yunrong's hands...
Once she realized what was happening, Shen Yunrong was caught in a dilemma: she didn't know whether to roll up the trouser leg in her hand or put it down.
How do we attack from here?
"The caning is all done here. Don't worry, those bastards are all trained by me. I didn't go all out. They'll be fine tomorrow!" Fortunately, he was a prince, so he didn't have to take off his pants to be caned. In the summer, his clothes were thin, and each cane almost made him grind his teeth to pieces.
"Have you applied any medicine?" Shen Yunrong wanted to see how badly he was injured, but she didn't have the courage to reach out and touch him.
"Yes, I'll just sleep on my stomach for the night. You should go and rest too. Does your neck hurt?" Zhao Linzhang breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't insist on seeing her injury.
"It doesn't hurt much anymore!" Shen Yunrong was still worried in the end. He was willing to apply medicine all over her body without any hesitation.
She gently pulled down his pants, revealing shocking red welts on his skin, swollen to the height of half a finger.
"You're beaten like this and you still say you're fine!" Compared to him, Shen Yunrong's injuries are nothing.
Unexpectedly, she actually took off her pants. Zhao Linzhang had never felt so helpless. Shame seemed to overwhelm him, and he wanted to bury his head in his arms. He mumbled, "That, that doesn't hurt!"
"It's all my fault that you've been dragged into this!" Shen Yunrong cried, not daring to touch his wounds. Wasn't the Emperor his brother? How could he be so cruel?
"What's this little injury? Back in the day, an arrow shot right into my heart, and I didn't die. I'm tough as nails!" A chill ran down his buttocks. He had dreamt countless times of them being naked together, of her seeing his strong, powerful chest, not of her buttocks swollen like a rotten peach.
"You're injured like this, and you're still wearing pants close to your skin. It'll rub against your wound!" Shen Yunrong saw that the ointment had gotten all over her pants, so she simply took them off!
Zhao Linzhang naturally knew that not wearing pants would help him recover faster. It wasn't that he didn't want to lose his composure in front of her; it was all his fault for being too eager to come see her. He should have found an excuse to rest for a couple of days before coming over.
"You haven't applied any medicine yet, let me help you first..." Zhao Linzhang tried to pull up his pants, but the fabric rubbed against his wound, and he hissed and gasped. Why did it hurt even more today than yesterday?
"Don't move around, I can apply the medicine myself!" Shen Yunrong pulled over a soft cotton quilt and covered his buttocks with it. This way, it would be breathable and he wouldn't be seen by the maids and guards who came in.
"How will you apply the medicine yourself?" The soft cotton pad was cool and refreshing; it was really much more comfortable not wearing pants.
"I'm looking in the mirror, so you don't need to worry!" Shen Yunrong's injuries were all in front of her, and she couldn't turn her neck too much.
"Oh, right, turn your face away, don't peek!" Zhao Linzhang looked up and could see his reflection in the mirror.
"I'm not that kind of person, and besides, I saw it all yesterday!" Zhao Linzhang muttered to himself, then obediently turned his face away.
“The wet nurse brought Ruoyu over yesterday. I only glanced at her before she started crying and wanted me to hold her.” Shen Yunrong unbuttoned her clothes. The red marks from today had almost faded, but there was still a slight pain when she pressed her fingertips on them.
"You can't hug her now!" Zhao Linzhang lay on the pillow, the rustling of fabric in his ears.
"Hmm, I told the wet nurse not to bring her over today, so she won't cry and fuss when she sees me!" Yesterday's ointment was a grayish-brown one to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but today it's a skin-moisturizing and scar-removing ointment, and Shen Yunrong slowly applied it in front of the mirror.
"Yes, Siliang is playing with her!" Zhao Linzhang said, then habitually turned to look at her, and what he saw made his blood boil.
The gilded bronze mirror with moon palace pattern reflected a woman whose clothes were half-undone, her full breasts trembling slightly, and her slender waist that could be grasped with one hand.
Especially when those slender, white fingertips gently touched his smooth, fair skin, it made his blood boil.
Unable to get a reply from Zhao Linzhang, Shen Yunrong turned around in confusion and met a pair of deep, dark eyes that were incredibly captivating, brimming with naked, burning desire.
"Ah! Why did you turn around!" Shen Yunrong hurriedly pulled her clothes up. She thought Zhao Linzhang couldn't see the mirror while lying down, and was afraid that she might ask him to turn around again.
The beast beneath Zhao Linzhang was already poised to rise, its nose warm with a warm current flowing down.
"You're still looking?! Good heavens! You're bleeding from your nose!" Shen Yunrong hurriedly tied her belt and called towards the door, "Someone come here!"
Amidst the chaos of war, Zhao Linzhang, with cotton stuffed in his nose, was fortunate to be lying face down, otherwise his erection would have been visible. However, lying face down made him uncomfortable, causing him to break out in a sweat.
"Does your wound still hurt?" Shen Yunrong wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead, which soon became covered in a layer of fine sweat. She didn't question him about peeking at her.
"Hmm!" Unable to express his bitterness, Zhao Linzhang gritted his teeth in anger. He wished he had discussed it with his elder brother, the Emperor, to fine him more and avoid the caning!
"Go to sleep, I'm fine!" Zhao Linzhang was reluctant to let her leave but had to send her away. The faint fragrance emanating from her was driving him crazy.
She checked his forehead and, finding no more sweat, Shen Yunrong lay back down with peace of mind.
The room fell silent, and moonlight streamed in through the transparent glass windowpanes, casting dappled shadows on the sheer curtains.
Several summer lotus flowers were placed in a porcelain vase on the dressing table, emitting a faint fragrance.
"Were you scared that day?" Zhao Linzhang had been holding it in for a long time, and finally felt less uncomfortable.
"Fear!" The whip lashed her body, and the gleaming blade cut her skin. Shen Yunrong, who grew up in the countryside, had never encountered such evil!
"I've made you suffer!" He clearly wanted to give her the best, but he always ended up hurting her.
"I know you will save me!" If it were before, she would probably be scared to death. Now she knows that Zhao Linzhang is even more anxious and scared than she is. This feeling is strange. It's like no matter what happens, there will always be someone who will be your strong support. She trusts him and has even begun to rely on him.
"What you said that day, was it true?" Zhao Linzhang raised his upper body, his eyes shining like the brightest stars in the darkness, looking at her with joy and anticipation.
At first she didn't understand, but when she remembered what she had said, Shen Yunrong's face turned bright red, and her voice became soft and sweet: "What did I say? I forgot!"
"How could I forget? I saw it clearly!" Zhao Linzhang became anxious, and despite the pain, he propped himself up again, seeing her covering her face with her hands.
In an instant, a smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes were filled with doting affection, as if the cold moon in the sky had been warmed by the human world.
"I just think it's a dream, a dream where the girl says she likes me!"
"Yes, you must be dreaming!" Shen Yunrong lowered her hand, carefully turned over, and avoided looking at him.
I thought I was going to die, and that's when I blurted out those words without thinking.
She won't be able to say anything now, even if you beat her to death.
Zhao Linzhang knew she was shy and wouldn't bring up these romantic things on her own initiative, but that was alright; he could bring them up later.
His eyes gleamed with an indescribable light as he leaned back on the pillow and said gently, "I hope I'm the one who can accompany you through every sunrise and sunset!"
Zhao Linzhang's deep voice sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet night. Shen Yunrong forgot to breathe for a moment, her eyes filled with surprise and emotion, as if a slow and beautiful string in her heart had been touched.
"Mmm!" She could only respond with a single word, afraid that if she spoke, she would burst into tears.
"Now I finally understand what love is. It's getting hard just by looking at you!" Zhao Linzhang recalled the scene he had just witnessed. No wonder they say even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. With such a gentle embrace, he would gladly give up ten years of his life.
Shen Yunrong, who had just been filled with happiness, spat at him upon hearing his words: "You're in this state and you're still talking nonsense!"
She couldn't believe she would hear such vulgar words from Zhao Linzhang.
After arguing for a while, they went to sleep. Zhao Linzhang's injury healed in just three days, but her neck wound never scabbed over.
"That knife was too poisonous!" The imperial physician who was changing her bandages shook his head.
After the imperial physician changed the dressing, Zhao Linzhang chased after him, saying, "Lord Shen, please wait!"
The elderly Imperial Physician Shen turned around shakily: "Your Highness calls me 'Your Highness'!"
"Old sir, it seems we are destined to be together. Why don't we become husband and wife for two lifetimes?"
"Your Highness, you're joking, joking. My son is still too young to be sent to Zhao Linzhang for pawns!" Imperial Physician Shen said coldly. Everyone said that Prince Zhuang had homosexual tendencies, but his son was only fourteen years old. He absolutely could not send him to Zhao Linzhang for pawns.
"What did you say? I want to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage!" Zhao Lin moved closer to him, and after speaking, he was a little embarrassed and dared not look him in the eye.
Imperial Physician Shen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body scorched inside and out: "This old minister, this old minister's daughter has long been married, Your Highness, please forgive me!"
"You're overthinking it. I was referring to your adopted daughter!" Zhao Linzhang whispered in Physician Shen's ear.
"Adopted daughter!" The imperial physician, who had been startled by Zhao Linzhang, quickly understood his meaning.
"Once my confinement is lifted, I will bring her to your residence to serve you two elders tea!"
"Yes, yes!" Physician Shen, realizing what was happening, hurriedly nodded.
Having solved a major problem, Zhao Linzhang returned to find Shen Yunrong with satisfaction.
But then she saw the maids carrying hot water. For several days she had only been able to wipe herself down, but today the imperial physician said she could go into the water. Shen Yunrong couldn't hold back any longer and had the maids bring hot water for her bath that afternoon.
The inner room was filled with steam. Zhao Linzhang took the hot water from the maid and waved for them to leave.
In the hazy steam, a figure lay comfortably on the bathtub, saying, "Add some more hot water!"
The bucket made a crisp sound as it fell to the ground. Shen Yunrong stood up from the rim of the bucket, puzzled. "Who is it!"
The prince had to send the imperial physician away for some business, so she took advantage of the free time to quickly take a bath. Otherwise, when Zhao Linzhang returned, he might not let her take a bath for fear that her wound would get wet.
"It's me, I, I'll shower with you!" Zhao Linzhang's mouth was dry as he greedily gazed at the figure he had been longing for through the steam.
"You, get out! Who wants to shower with you!" Shen Yunrong crossed her arms, not expecting him to return so quickly.
"I should wash up too. I'll help you scrub your back, and you can scrub mine later!" Zhao Linzhang felt a warm sensation in his nose and inhaled deeply. His rough palms were already imprinted on the smooth back.
"No..." Shen Yunrong had just opened her mouth to refuse when a hot, wet kiss, brooking no refusal, enveloped her.
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