Song Huan was so angry that he almost turned into a puffer fish.
This guy has so many scars on his body, maybe some of them didn't need to be left, it's all because he didn't pay enough attention when he was injured that he got the scars.
All of these need to be eliminated using health points!
Thinking of the fifteen days of life that had just been deducted, Song Huan felt an unspeakable pain in his heart again.
She was very good to Pei Yanyan. If this guy dared to meet the heroine in the book in the future, he would change his heart...
Humph. Then she would definitely disappear from this guy's side immediately and let him die on his own.
At this moment, when Pei Yan heard Song Huan's low voice, his whole body turned red again uncontrollably.
He knew what Song Huan meant, that he was blaming him for putting his injured leg into the bathtub.
Originally, it was placed on the edge of the bathtub, but after noticing she entered the tent...
The posture of having one leg hanging outside the bathtub was really too funny and weird. Pei Yan didn't want Song Huan to see his embarrassment, so he put the injured leg into the water.
"It's nothing serious. Don't make a fuss. I'll just change the... the dressing later."
Pei Yan tried hard to keep his words steady, but when he spoke the second half of the sentence, his voice couldn't help but drop a few notches: "Also, I've already washed and need to change... You go out first."
"Go out?" Song Huan couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.
She couldn't go out now. She hadn't found a chance to prick her finger and use the scar repair tool she had just bought on Pei Yan...
"Lift your legs first. I'll change the medicine for you. Can't you change your clothes first?" Song Huan had some thoughts in his mind, and his tone softened a lot, sounding like he was acting coquettishly.
The pleasant and gentle voice fell into Pei Yan's ears, making the tips of his ears itch.
His face suddenly froze, and he dared not move for a moment, hoping that the itch would disappear as soon as possible.
But at this moment, Song Huan's tender hands somehow climbed onto his shoulders again, and then touched his scar, moving down little by little until they entered the water and slid to his waist and abdomen...
"Soaking in water for too long can easily lead to inflammation and infection. What if it leaves scars?"
The woman's fragrance was as gentle as orchids, and she stroked the scars on his body back and forth with her fingertips, as if she didn't dislike it at all.
Then the itch could no longer be stopped, like a wildly growing vine, its branches piercing straight into his heart, seeping into his blood, and instantly spreading throughout his limbs and bones...
Pei Yan's breathing suddenly became rapid and heavy.
He grabbed the restless little hand on his waist and pulled it out of the water. His voice was restrained and forbearing: "Stop making trouble. Go outside the screen first."
Song Huan: “???”
What a Pei Yanyan...a werewolf.
She had even used the tactic of seduction, but he still refused to take his legs out of the tub first...
There was no other way. Song Huan couldn't bear to let this guy's legs soak in water any longer, so he had to pick up the medicine box and walk outside the screen.
After putting the medicine box on the desk, Song Huan looked around and found that the low couch that was originally placed in Pei Yan's tent was indeed gone.
Song Huan was satisfied, but then she felt that the place seemed a little empty, as if something should be placed there… After a moment, her eyes lit up and she said loudly, “My Lord, how about setting up a small stove where you used to put the low couch?”
The man who was putting on his underwear behind the screen suddenly heard Song Huan's voice and subconsciously tightened his pants waistband and looked towards the screen. Seeing that the woman didn't come in, Pei Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt a subtle sense of loss...
"Not good." An indifferent voice came from behind the screen.
"..." Song Huan was a little angry and even wanted to ask the system if he could return the product...
At this time, Pei Yan said, "In a few days, I will be able to return home with you. The food in the army... you can just put up with it for a few more days."
Song Huan was stunned when he heard this. "Go back to the mansion? You, the Hu people... the Hu people are not going to fight anymore?"
Pei Yan donned a dark blue robe and walked out barefoot on the wooden planks, mockingly saying, "Their tribal leader died today. This news will spread to all eight Hu tribes in a day. By then, they'll be too busy to take care of themselves, so how will they have the energy to attack the city again?"
Song Huan's eyes were filled with surprise and doubt. "Their tribal leader is dead? How did he die?"
In the book, the leader of the Hu tribe was secretly killed by the assassin sent by the male protagonist a year later.
She remembered very clearly that it was because the assassin sent by the male protagonist killed the leader of the Hu people that Pei Yan's battle ended in just one year and he brought the female protagonist back to the capital.
Could it be that because of this unstable factor "her", the timeline in the book has been advanced? Has the hero already sent people to kill the leader of the Hu people?
No way, if it really happened earlier, would Pei Yan’s death also be earlier?
Song Huan was worried and his face looked a little bad.
Pei Yan's mood suddenly faded upon seeing this, and his expression turned cold and pale. "Of course it was today. I personally chopped off his head on the battlefield."
Song Huan: "Oh... um?"
She was stunned.
No way?
In the book, the male protagonist sent people to kill the leader of the Hu people, and then supported a new leader to take the throne. Later, after he ascended the throne, he signed a ten-year peace treaty with the Hu people, which really benefited the people.
Now that the leader of the Hu people has been killed by Pei Yan, what will happen next?
The timeline has been advanced by nearly ten months. Will the male protagonist still support the new leader to take the position?
This is a problem.
When the known became the unknown, Song Huan felt that her brain was clearly not enough, as if it was filled with water.
Pei Yan walked up to her at some point, pinched Song Huan's chin with his rough fingers, and forced her to look up at him. Did this woman want to tip off the person in the palace?
Haha, in the old emperor's mind, this woman is at most just a useless chess piece.
Pei Yan said coldly, "I advise you not to dream of unfounded things. Staying by my side is your best choice."
Song Huan: “…”
This guy suddenly becomes sickly and delicate again... I feel so tired.
With a "pa" sound, Song Huan slapped Pei Yan's hand away and said with a cold look in his eyes, "Don't think that you can avoid having to apply medicine to the wound on your leg by scaring me."
Pei Yan: “…”
Is this woman really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?
…
Song Huan didn't care what Pei Yan was thinking. After he finished speaking, he picked up the medicine box and half-helped and half-dragged the guy to sit on the bed.
She placed the stool in front of the bed, squatted down and said, "Put your left foot on the stool."
The wound on his left calf was bleeding from the forced walking this afternoon, and it had just gotten wet, so it must have been painful.
But Pei Yan didn't care about this minor injury at all.
If he fails to chop off the head of the Hu leader today, he will have to go back to the battlefield with this injury tomorrow.
At his worst, after a battle, he would have dozens of wounds, large and small. Some of these wounds were too old to be treated in time, and would even rot and stink, forcing the military doctor to cut away the flesh.
Song Huan rolled up Pei Yan's trouser leg and saw a sunken scar on his calf.
Her nose felt a little sore, and she couldn't help but touch it, "You..."
"Change the dressing." Pei Yan's eyes were red, and his hands, hidden in his sleeves, were clenched tightly. He didn't want this woman's sympathy.
Song Huan raised his eyes to look at him, and immediately understood. His hand quickly left the scar, opened the medicine box, and began to re-apply medicine and bandage the wound on Pei Yan's leg.
She cut open the gauze and looked at the wound. She found that the wound on the leg was shorter than the wound on his arm, but it was also deeper than the wound on his arm, so it was inevitable that it would leave a scar.
Song Huan sighed in her heart. If she wanted to erase all the scars on this guy's body, wouldn't that cost her her life?
It’s better not to think about it for now. Anyway, now she can only remove the scar on his back that he can’t see.
How would she explain if she rashly used blood to erase the scars he could see?
Anyway, it’s not the right time yet, she has to keep her vest covered.
Maybe I can ask the system later, if she buys the props and mixes a few drops of her blood into the scar removal ointment, will the ointment be effective?
But right now, after Song Huan had bandaged Pei Yan's leg wound, he was more worried about how to smear a drop of blood on Pei Yan's back...
She put away the medicine box and looked at Pei Yan, who was dressed very neatly, and felt deeply sad.
How do I take this clothes off him?
Song Huan's eyes were darting back and forth over him without concealment...
Pei Yan's face flushed slightly.
But this time he did not retreat and endure. Instead, he grabbed Song Huan with his big hand and pulled her into his arms, letting her sit on his right leg. His voice was hoarse: "My lady, what is your intention in coming to see me today? I understand..."
Song Huan: “!!!”
What do you mean? That's not what she meant!
Song Huan wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved, Pei Yan gasped and frowned.
Song Huan then remembered that the arm Pei Yan used to hold her was injured. She instantly became like an obedient quail, not daring to move.
"I didn't mean to hurt your wound, but...but please let me go..."
Pei Yan did not relax.
Song Huan looked up, blinking his clear eyes again and again, and said flatteringly: "Actually, I don't have any thoughts... I just wanted to come and see you..."
Then we just slept in the same bed together, but I really didn't have any indescribable thoughts about it.
The last time she did something indescribable, she felt like she was going to lose her life, so this time she absolutely couldn't do it indescribably...
Pei Yan looked at Song Huan quietly. Seeing that she clearly wanted to escape but didn't dare to move because of his injuries, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but curl up... From this perspective, it seemed that having her see his injuries wasn't all bad...
Seeing Pei Yan remained silent, Song Huan became even more panicked.
"Besides, you're still injured."
"Well...it's better not to move..."
Pei Yan couldn't help but curl his lips and whispered into Song Huan's ear, "I don't think it's a problem. Besides...my lady specially came to my tent. How could I let her down?"
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