Taking a closer look, Song Huan discovered that Pei Yan's clothes seemed to have several wrinkles in them, as if someone had grabbed them hard...
I immediately had a guess in my mind that what Pei Yan said just now must have a hidden meaning.
This guy probably didn't want to walk slower, but the pain from his wound was unbearable and he couldn't walk fast, but he was also worried about something and didn't want others to notice...
Thinking of this, Song Huan calmed down a little.
"But...who made my husband a patient?"
She arched her brows and changed the subject to tease Pei Yan: "Since my husband wants to walk slower, I'll let you go today."
Pei Yan was slightly startled, then a smile spread from his heart, and it seemed that even the pain in the wound was relieved a little.
The smile on his lips slowly became genuine. Pei Yan lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "My wife is so considerate. It is really a blessing for me."
"Oh? Really?"
Song Huan rolled her eyes, as if she had thought of something: "My husband, do you think it's a blessing for you to marry me now?"
"But why do I remember... that my husband didn't think this way before?"
Pei Yan: “…”
The little woman is quite vindictive...
Pei Yan looked around and finally glanced at Jin Yue and others who were following not far behind them.
Jinyue and the others immediately took a few steps back tactfully.
"Ahem." Pei Yan finally cleared his throat and lowered his head to whisper in Song Huan's ear, "It was my husband's fault before."
When he said this, the tips of his ears inevitably turned red.
Song Huan saw it, but she would not be fooled by this guy again this time.
Shy? Haha. It's all an illusion.
Last night, this guy's earlobes were so red that they almost bled. She thought he would let her go out of shyness, but what was the result?
How could this guy be so shy in his actions? Instead, he even tormented her even more!
All men are pigs, not trustworthy at all!
Thinking of last night, the little flame in Song Huan's heart suddenly jumped up.
Pei Yan didn't notice Song Huan's changing thoughts at all. As soon as he finished speaking, the pain in his calf that had just dissipated suddenly surged up again. His face turned ugly in an instant, and he couldn't help but hold Song Huan's hand tighter.
Song Huan's hand was gripped by him so hard that it hurt, and the anger that had just risen up turned into worry.
However, the situation was unclear at the moment, and she didn't know how to help Pei Yan. She could only hold Pei Yan's wrist with her other hand, trying to warm his cold hand.
Pei Yan gave her a look that told her not to worry.
…
When the two of them slowly walked back to the tent, it was already completely dark.
Night fell and the sky was covered with dark clouds.
Song Huan followed Pei Yan into the tent. His tense mind relaxed a little, and he helped Pei Yan sit down on the low couch.
Pei Yan was covered in cold sweat, and her hands were wet from being gripped by him.
"Sit down and don't move."
Song Huan stood up and ran behind the screen to get a stool and medicine box.
However, after she ran out of the screen with these things, her steps suddenly stopped. Song Huan thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Husband... can I change the medicine now?"
Pei Yan nodded at her, the smile on his lips seemed a little weak, "Yes."
Song Huan finally felt relieved and walked quickly to the side of the couch. "What's the matter with the wound?"
After asking, she thought of something else and raised her head and asked carefully, "Did you make the wound worse last night?"
A strange blush flashed across Pei Yan's pale face, and he quickly denied it: "No."
Song Huan frowned: "Really not?"
Pei Yan explained seriously: "Last night, I was concerned about my wound and only used half of my strength."
Song Huan: “…” Sorry, I can’t continue with this.
She stopped talking, lifted Pei Yan's outer robe, and saw bloodstains on his trouser legs.
Song Huan's heart trembled, and he quickly rolled up the guy's trouser legs.
The gauze used to bandage the wound has already been soaked with blood!
"What happened?" Song Huan was a little angry. "Did you go and fight with someone?"
Although the original wound was a bit deep, Doctor Qin treated it very well at the first time. As long as you walk slowly, it shouldn't bleed.
Even if the wound is torn and bleeds due to some big movements, at most it will only seep through the gauze a little.
But now, the gauze bandaging Pei Yan's wound seemed to have been soaked in blood.
When Song Huan asked this, Pei Yan felt a little guilty for some reason. "...I just had a competition with someone."
"Hmm?" Song Huan picked up the scissors and shook them. "A competition? Excuse me, Lord Marquis, don't you know you're injured?"
A cold light flashed before his eyes, but Pei Yan felt a warmth in his heart.
But when he thought of the person who suddenly broke into the central army tent today, his eyes turned cold again.
"That man left his wealthy home behind and traveled thousands of miles to this bitter cold frontier, just to challenge me. How could I not grant him this?"
Song Huan was cutting gauze with scissors at this time. Hearing this, he said without even looking up, "Who is so ignorant?"
Pei Yan looked down at Song Huan, his eyes narrowed. "Fourth Prince, Chu Xun."
Song Huan's hand suddenly stopped, and he almost cut another cut on Pei Yan's leg with the scissors.
"Chu Xun?" She raised her eyes, her eyes filled with shock that she could no longer conceal. "Fourth Prince?"
No way? The hero in the book appears and confronts Pei Yan so soon?
She remembered that in the book, the two of them first clashed after Pei Yan brought the heroine back to the capital, but now the heroine hasn't even appeared in the book yet...
"What? Madam knows the Fourth Prince?" Pei Yan's heart turned cold, and he tested Song Huan calmly.
"Well... I don't know him." Song Huan shook her head. She just had some understanding of the character and behavior of the male protagonist in the book.
Pei Yan looked at Song Huan and said in an inexplicable tone: "When I saw your appearance just now, I thought you and the Fourth Prince were old acquaintances."
"..." Song Huan thought to himself, this is bad.
I was so shocked just now that I couldn't control my expression.
"I'm... just curious why the Fourth Prince came to the military camp?" Song Huan pondered how to explain it and tried to change the subject. "...To compete with you, my husband, that's a bit far-fetched, isn't it?"
"Perhaps the Fourth Prince came to Ning County for other reasons..."
Pei Yan stared at Song Huan for a long moment, then asked calmly, "What do you think it is?"
Song Huan blinked: "How would I know this?"
Pei Yan's eyes darkened. This woman was lying to him again.
"Apply the medicine." Pei Yan retracted his gaze and suppressed the doubts in his heart.
Song Huan breathed a sigh of relief and began to concentrate on cleaning Pei Yan's wound.
The wound was much more serious than before. After Song Huan cleaned the blood on his calf, he looked at the wound which was bigger than yesterday and frowned. The Fourth Prince was not a kind person either. He must have known that Pei Yan had an injury on his leg, so he deliberately challenged Pei Yan to test his strength.
But the heroine did not appear in the book, so why did the two of them become hostile to each other?
Could it be that the Fourth Prince has already noticed Pei Yan's rebellious intentions?
This is not right either.
Now the eldest prince and the third prince are trying to make their presence felt in front of the old emperor. Why doesn't the fourth prince fight with those two, but specially comes to Ning County just to cause trouble for Pei Yan?
"Husband..."
Song Huan re-bandaged Pei Yan's wound and couldn't help asking, "Have you and the Fourth Prince known each other before?"
According to the book, the two had never met before the heroine appeared.
But now Song Huan felt that she had to throw away all the plots in the books she had read.
The world is changing too fast. If she continues to naively believe in the original plot, she might not even know how she died in the end!
She had to learn about the world again.
Pei Yan's face turned cold. "Why are you asking about the Fourth Prince?"
Song Huan saw the blatant jealousy on his face and couldn't help but smile, "The Fourth Prince is so ignorant as to bully my husband. He is my enemy."
"As the Art of War says, knowing both yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle. I'm trying to understand the enemy in advance. If the Fourth Prince causes trouble again in the future, I can help my husband."
"My lady, you don't have to worry about this matter. The Fourth Prince is not the kind of person who would bully female relatives." Pei Yan's expression softened a little after hearing this, but he still did not answer Song Huan's question.
Song Huan: “…”
Pei Yanyan is such a scheming guy, it's useless to say nice things to him.
But worried about Pei Yan's injury, Song Huan didn't pursue the issue any further.
"My husband needs to rest well today. Should I take you back now or later?"
The two of them had just entered her tent. Now that her wound had been treated and dinner was finished, Song Huan felt that Pei Yan might be going back to his own tent...
But she had to use the scar repair props tonight, so although she was asking Pei Yan when he would leave, her meaning was that no matter when Pei Yan left, she would follow him.
But to Pei Yan's ears, these words meant to drive him away.
Pei Yan pursed his lips tightly and said in a cold voice, "I think it's not appropriate to move around today. How about staying here with my lady?"
Not leaving?
Song Huanxi was overjoyed, but he pretended to be calm on the surface and said calmly, "That's fine."
“…”
After a while, the two of them lay on the bed, each with their own thoughts.
No words for a moment.
The atmosphere was too quiet.
After a moment, Song Huan turned sideways to face Pei Yan, only to see that Pei Yan's eyes were closed, as if he was already fast asleep.
"Pei Yan, are you asleep?" Song Huan called him softly.
"Hmm." Someone squeezed out a syllable from his throat.
Song Huan: "..." Um what?
Still answering when you're asleep?
Song Huan turned over and lay down again, "Then I'll sleep too."
Pei Yan: "Yeah."
Song Huan: "..." He didn't want to bother with this guy.
She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
After another half a quarter of an hour, the breathing of the person next to me gradually stabilized.
Song Huan originally wanted to open her eyes to see if Pei Yan was really asleep, but after thinking about it, she didn't open them.
This guy is a light sleeper. I’m afraid he hasn’t fallen into deep sleep even after such a long time.
As she thought this, the person next to her seemed to move.
"Huanhuan."
A pleasant voice like a clear spring fell into Song Huan's ears, and Song Huan's whole body stiffened. Why hasn't this guy slept yet?
At the same time, she secretly felt lucky that she hadn't opened her eyes. If Pei Yanyan knew that she wasn't asleep, she might have tormented her again...
At this time, Pei Yan asked again: "Did the Fourth Prince come for you?"
Song Huan: “???”
What nonsense is this guy talking about?
The relationship between her and the Fourth Prince is at most that of a reader and the protagonist of a novel, okay?
The author has something to say: Jin Jin: One dares not ask, the other cannot say, let’s see who can’t hold it first?
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