Chapter 55: Pei Xiao is willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of favor
The thatched hut was immersed in ink at night, with only a few rays of dim moonlight leaking in through the window lattice.
Pei Xiaoxing curled up on the edge of the bed, his palms dug deep into the cracks in the bed board, his knuckles turning white.
He fought with Zhu Jiuyin for several rounds during the day, and later tried to separate the two, suffering some injuries.
It wouldn't be a big deal under normal circumstances, but when the curse kicked in, the cuts felt like countless red-hot needles were drilling into them, and every breath was accompanied by a tearing pain.
A muffled groan rose from his throat, and Pei Xiaoxing clenched his teeth in time, replacing it with a very light gasp that was almost absorbed by the quilt.
The tip of his teeth had already bitten through his lower lip, and the fishy and sweet smell of blood filled the tip of his tongue, but the pain was not even one ten-thousandth of the pain inside his body.
It has been so many days since the full moon night, why is the curse in my body still effective?
In the past, all I had to do was get through that night.
This time the reaction was particularly strong, and the residual force still remained until now, torturing him to a state worse than death.
Pei Xiaoxing restrained his body's instinctive reaction, closed his eyes and avoided making any sound.
Can't let my wife hear it.
The wolf ears were stiff against the silver-gray hair, and even the fur was trembling slightly.
His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, his muscles were cramping uncontrollably due to the severe pain, and even his tail was curled tightly at his side, with the tip of his tail shaking uncontrollably.
His room was only separated from the kitchen by a wall, and the sounds from next door came clearly. He could tell that it was Raven talking, and then he heard Ling Rui laughing for some reason.
He knew that his wife must be with them.
The wind outside the window rustled the leaves, covering up his suppressed breathing.
Pei Xiaoxing thought that if he endured it a little longer, the curse would not last until daytime. When it was dawn, he would be able to prepare delicious food for her as usual and see her gentle smile.
This picture appeared in his mind, and it was the only anchor that Pei Xiaoxing could grasp at this moment to prevent himself from crying out in pain.
But the pain surged up in waves, like the rising tide, almost swallowing him up.
He suddenly arched his back, veins popped out on his forehead, cold sweat slid down his jawline, hitting the bed board and leaving a small dark mark.
Pei Xiaoxing bit the pillowcase tightly, the fabric was deformed by the wrinkles, and finally made a slight "creaking" sound.
“Bang, bang, bang—!”
There was a rapid knock on the door, and Pei Xiaoxing's whole body stiffened. The pain seemed to solidify in an instant, and then it came back with even greater force.
He quickly loosened his teeth from biting the pillowcase and used all his strength to regulate his breathing, making his voice sound as steady as possible: "Wife...what's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes in frustration. The hoarseness and tension in his voice could not be hidden at all.
Sheng Ran pushed open the door and stood at the door holding an oil lamp. She was stunned when she saw the scene in the room.
In the light of the oil lamp, she could clearly see Pei Xiaoxing's curled up posture.
His sweaty silver hair stuck to his forehead, he bit his lower lip tightly, and his face was as pale as paper.
In the moment she was stunned, Pei Xiaoxing reacted quickly, turned his back to her, and pulled up the quilt to cover most of his body.
I can't let my wife see me like this!
"Wife, I'm fine... You should go back and rest early." Pei Xiaoxing was still holding on.
Sheng Ran didn't believe a word of it. She quickly walked to Pei Xiaoxing and forced him to face her.
The warm yellow light of the oil lamp outlined her worried brows as Sheng Ran checked Pei Xiaoxing's injuries.
It was obviously lighter than what Raven and Zhu Jiuyin had sustained. She had just temporarily ignored him, so how could it hurt so much?
Raven came up behind her, his tone filled with surprise, "What's wrong with you?"
Male beasts have strong self-esteem. How could Pei Xiaoxing accept that his most vulnerable state was not only seen by his wife, but also exposed in front of Raven, who was also a beast husband?
"It's okay..." He frowned and tried to act tough, but his movements affected the wound, and he groaned and bent down.
Sheng Ran's hand, which wanted to touch him, froze in mid-air. She watched him frown in pain, even his wolf ears drooped, stained with cold sweat, and his eyes instantly turned red.
Even in this situation, you still say it’s okay!
She hurried to get medicine to treat Pei Xiaoxing's injuries. After considering for a long time, she decided to push Raven out. He couldn't help anyway, and there would be only disadvantages and no benefits if he was present at this time.
Raven was very reluctant. The conflict between him and Sheng Ran had not been resolved yet, and now it was interrupted by so many things.
But Pei Xiaoxing’s current condition is really not good, tsk, what a trouble.
After being kicked out, Raven happened to meet Ling Rui who had just finished taking a shower.
I don't know what he used on his body, but every hair from head to toe smelled so fragrant that if you didn't know, you would think he had just finished receiving a customer from Zuixianlou!
"Where is my wife?" Ling Rui asked hurriedly.
Raven pressed the tip of his nose and spoke with a held breath, "At Pei Xiaoxing's place."
"Why?" Ling Rui was shocked and jumped up in anger. "Didn't we agree that I would accompany my wife tonight? Pei Xiaoxing's bath smells better than mine? Why did he intercept us without even saying hello?"
"Because he's almost dead." Raven said expressionlessly, "Just let him go."
After hastily throwing out this explanation, he couldn't stand the strong fragrance in the air and turned to walk out.
"?"
Ling Rui frowned and thought, what does it mean to be dying?
He walked quickly towards Pei Xiaoxing's room. Sheng Ran took the time to open the door for him, but did not let him in.
Ling Rui glanced at it quickly and couldn't say anything.
Pei Xiaoxing was so cruel to himself, he was willing to sacrifice his life just to win his favor?!
He felt ashamed of himself and could only return to his cold, hard stone bed in anger.
Sheng Ran is not a miracle doctor. She has no idea what Pei Xiaoxing’s injury is or how to treat it. She can only pray that her special physique can be effective.
After applying medicine to him, Pei Xiaoxing's pain was relieved a little, but he still kept his eyes closed, as if enduring something.
Sheng Ran stayed by Pei Xiaoxing's bedside, her hands tightly clasped in his palms, as if she could hold on to his life in this way.
She didn't want anything to happen to Pei Xiaoxing.
After feeling the familiar floral and fruity fragrance of his wife, Pei Xiaoxing's tense nerves were relieved to a certain extent, and he gradually fell into a dream.
But still uneasy.
The ridicule and cold stares he had suffered from the curse since he was a child appeared like a revolving lantern.
The tribesmen called him a freak and an alien.
They were puzzled. How could a snow wolf, which only existed in the Ice Age, be born out of the blue?
People are not surprised by its ancient breed and rare bloodline.
Instead, they concluded that Pei Xiaoxing was a failure who had failed to evolve successfully, and that was why he was cursed.
He should have died long ago. How could he still be alive in this era? He is a disgrace to the wolf clan!
Pei Xiaoxing was sweating profusely in his sleep and was suddenly awakened by a rapid flashback of the scene.
It's dawn.
The room was not as quiet as usual, but was filled with a faint, hoarse cry that sounded very unfamiliar.
——Whose voice is that?!
Pei Xiaoxing's originally confused thoughts suddenly became clear, and he looked at Sheng Ran in disbelief who had been guarding his bedside all night.
"My dear wife..." His voice was trembling, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, or afraid of drowning out the soft and delicate female voice in the room.
"Are you crying, my dear wife?" Pei Xiaoxing carefully held her on the bed and held her face.
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