Chapter 28 [VIP]
After finishing their meal, the two returned to the backyard as usual.
After washing up, Wang Ying felt a little hot, but at first she thought it was because she had eaten hot pot and didn't pay much attention.
Chen Qingyan was so hot that she took off her cotton-padded coat and wore only a jacket, then lit an oil lamp to prepare for tomorrow's lessons.
At this point, the two were still unaware of the pot of meat's power.
After looking at the ledger for a while, Wang Ying's nose and forehead were covered in sweat. She poured herself a glass of cold water and gulped it down, but still felt extremely hot all over.
Why is it so hot today?
Chen Qingyan wasn't much better off; his cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes, and his back was almost soaked with sweat.
"I don't know either, it is indeed a bit hot."
Wang Ying put away the account book, put on her clothes and went outside for some fresh air. The snow outside had stopped, leaving a thin layer in the yard.
Given that the temperature is already seven or eight degrees below zero, and there's only one heater in the house, it's impossible for it to be this hot. It's really strange.
After a while, the heat on my face subsided a little. I turned around and went back inside, just as Chen Qingyan was carrying clothes and walking out.
"Where are you going so late?"
"It's so hot, I'm all sweaty, I'm going to take a shower."
"Be careful not to catch a cold."
"It's alright, you should get some rest."
Chen Qingyan arrived at the bathhouse. There was still half a pot of hot water in the pot. He added half a bucket of cold water to the wooden tub and scooped out a few ladles of hot water. He then took off his clothes and went in to take a warm bath.
I felt cool after washing, but started sweating again while I was changing clothes.
"That's really strange." Chen Qingyan simply stood outside in his thin clothes for a while until his hands and feet were freezing before returning to his bedroom.
Inside, Wang Ying was already snoring. The vegetables at the market hadn't sold out yet. She didn't have to go into the experimental fields these past few days, so she went to bed earlier than usual tonight.
Chen Qingyan tiptoed to bed, still feeling unbearably hot. What embarrassed him even more was that his body was starting to react in that way.
He closed his eyes, forcing himself to ignore it, but an indescribable throbbing pain throbbed in his body...
This wasn't the first time Chen Qingyan had felt this way, but before, if he ignored it, it would subside on its own. Today, however, nothing worked, and he didn't know how to relieve it. Feeling miserable, he lay on the bed, rubbing against each other.
Around midnight, Wang Ying woke up from her sleep thirsty, her throat was painfully sore, and as soon as she sat up, something started flowing from her nose. She touched it and realized something was wrong, so she quickly got out of bed and lit an oil lamp.
I have a nosebleed, and quite a lot of it.
Wang Ying thought it was just because of the dry weather and didn't think much of it. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief, drank two glasses of water, and planned to go back to sleep.
When she accidentally touched Chen Qingyan while getting into bed, she noticed that he was burning up. "Do you have a fever?"
The person on the bed hummed softly twice.
"Damn, I'm so hot tonight too. Let me get you some water."
The person in bed was groaning and wouldn't get up.
"How can you drink water if you don't get up? You'll make the mattress wet."
Chen Qingyan remained motionless, and only then did Wang Ying realize something was wrong. The person on the bed looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water; he was soaked in sweat, his face was abnormally red, and he was already talking nonsense.
"Chen Qingyan, wake up! Wake up!"
When no one responded, Wang Ying was so frightened that she ran out, calling out, "Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen!"
A moment later, the light came on in the side room, and Uncle Chen came out wearing a cotton coat. "What's wrong, young master?"
"Qingyan seems to have a high fever. Quickly, go and call a doctor to come and take a look!"
"Hey!" Upon hearing this, Uncle Chen hurriedly ran outside.
The commotion in the backyard reached the main courtyard, and Madam Li sat up upon hearing it, asking the new maid what time it was.
"Reporting to Madam, it is just past midnight."
Li smiled to herself, "These two kids are really something, still not asleep at this hour."
After a while, she noticed something was wrong with the sound; it sounded like someone was calling for a doctor. Li felt uneasy and said, "Xiaoyue, go to the backyard and ask what's wrong."
The maid dressed and carried a lantern as she walked towards the backyard. When she arrived at the door, she saw that the young master's room was brightly lit and she could hear the young master's startled cry.
"Young master, what happened?"
"Qingyan has a high fever and has fainted!"
"Ah!" Xiaoyue was so frightened that she hurriedly went back to report. Not long after, Madam Li came running over in a panic, wearing a cloak.
What happened?
"I don't know either. He was fine before I went to sleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night and found him like this."
At this point, Chen Qingyan was completely unconscious due to high fever and could not be woken up no matter how much she called him. His hands and feet were also twitching from time to time. Wang Ying knew how to reduce fever, so she moistened a cloth and placed it on his forehead, and then used a damp cloth to wipe his neck and armpits to lower his temperature.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?" Li Shi paced anxiously, her eyes red. Her son had clearly recovered, so why did he suddenly fall ill again?
Time passed slowly, but her condition showed no improvement. For the first time, Wang Ying regretted that there were no hospitals in ancient times, and that she could only wait helplessly at home.
More than half an hour later, Uncle Chen finally brought the doctor over. The old doctor was used to running to the Chen family, and he went straight to Chen Qingyan's bedside without asking any questions when he entered the door.
He checked his pulse, frowned, and asked, "When did he start having a fever?"
“I don’t know either, but he felt hot before going to bed last night and took a shower. I also felt extremely hot and thirsty, and I woke up in the middle of the night to find out that he had a high fever.”
The doctor stroked his beard and continued, "What did you eat for dinner?"
"The pot we're eating from is stewed meat with radish. By the way, Mom, what kind of meat is that?"
Li suddenly realized, "Yes, it's venison! It must be because we ate venison!"
"Foolish! How can he eat such things when he's just recovered? He's too weak to handle such nourishment, it'll just block his vital essence."
Upon hearing this, Li burst into tears. How could she know any of this? If she had known that this stuff was inedible, she would never have given it to her son, even if it meant being beaten to death.
Wang Ying asked anxiously, "What should we do now?"
"Did you two have sex?"
"Okay, what do you mean by 'okay'?"
The doctor looked up at him and said, "The rites of the Duke of Zhou."
Wang Ying realized what was happening and blushed, saying, "No, no, I went to bed early today..."
"No wonder. His body temperature wouldn't go down because his blood and essence weren't flowing smoothly. After relieving his discomfort a few times, he sweated and his body temperature went down."
"Is there really no other way?"
The doctor said, "Soaking him in cold water for fifteen minutes is fine, but can his body handle it?"
"Alright..."
"I'll prescribe another formula to replenish his qi. Get the medicine ready and cook it tomorrow. Remember, he must not eat this kind of thing again."
"I understand, thank you for making this trip so late." Wang Ying took out some money and handed it to him. She couldn't let him make a wasted trip if she called him in the middle of the night, otherwise she wouldn't be able to call him next time.
After Uncle Chen saw the people off, Li looked at her son and son-in-law with a guilty expression. She had meant well but had ended up doing something wrong. What made her even more upset was that her son and son-in-law did not seem to have a good relationship.
“Ying’er…”
"Mother, you go back first. You can leave Qingyan to me."
Li nodded, said nothing, and turned to leave.
Only the two of them remained in the room. The person on the bed was still fast asleep. Wang Ying sighed, blew out the candle, and took off her undergarments before getting into bed.
"Let me make this clear first, I'm not taking advantage of you. I'm helping you get treatment since you're sick."
...
The person in bed did not answer.
"Silence means you agree."
In his previous life, Wang Ying was a normal man. Of course he could do handicrafts, and not only could he, he did them quite well.
But this is the first time I've done this for someone else, so I'm a little embarrassed.
He reluctantly reached out his hand, but the scalding heat made him pull his hand back as soon as he touched Chen Qingyan's skin.
After mentally preparing myself for a while, I figured this was a legitimate way to help with treatment, nothing serious! But as soon as I reached out and grasped his hand, I couldn't help but swear.
Who would have thought that this seemingly frail kid would be so incredibly talented!
He moved tentatively a few times, and the person on the bed let out a muffled groan, so it seemed to be working...
As he continued fiddling with the objects, Chen Qingyan's breathing suddenly became heavier, and he even called out Wang Ying's name.
“Ah Ying…”
Wang Ying blushed and replied, "I'm here."
"I feel so bad..."
"You won't feel uncomfortable anymore."
Chen Qingyan quickened his pace, his whole body tense, and finished in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Wang Ying breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he looked impressive but was nothing special; he was far inferior to her.
However, after only a short while, the guy perked up again, and Chen Qingyan murmured impatiently, "Aying, Aying..."
Wang Ying resignedly grasped his hand again, but this time she was slower. The time it takes for an incense stick to burn passed, and the other person was still full of energy. She simply changed positions, sitting on Chen Qingyan's lap, and began to use her hands skillfully.
“Wang Ying…”
"Stop calling my name, okay? Damn it, it's making me react."
Chen Qingyan closed his eyes, seemingly still unaware of the situation. His most vulnerable part was being played with, and the deadly pleasure made his vision go black.
This was his first time experiencing intimacy, and with someone he liked. The stimulation made him tremble all over, and soon he released with a low growl.
Wang Ying quickly wiped her hands clean with a handkerchief, then lay back on the bed, covered in sweat.
“Ah Ying.”
"You're awake?"
"Hmm... what's going on?"
“Your mother stewed venison tonight. That stuff is an aphrodisiac, but your body is too weak to handle it and you have a high fever. The doctor told me to help you clear the heat.”
“No wonder…” Chen Qingyan’s face turned a little red.
"How are you feeling? Are you still in pain?"
"Much better."
Wang Ying touched his forehead, still feeling uneasy; it was still a little hot.
Chen Qingyan shyly turned to the side to dodge.
"Why are you hiding? It's not like you haven't been touched elsewhere. The doctor told you to have a few more bowel movements or your body won't be able to take it. Now that you're awake, take care of it yourself."
"I won't……"
"What's so difficult about that? Just hold hands and move."
"Brother, please teach me."
"Damn..." Wang Ying felt her scalp tingle from his address, and inexplicably reached out her hand again.
Unlike the previous two times, this time both of them were fully awake. After a few moments, Wang Ying awkwardly withdrew her hand and said, "You do it yourself, it's tiring..."
As a result, the other person simply grabbed his hand and made him slide up and down.
The two bodies drew closer and closer. Chen Qingyan turned his head and rested his chin on Wang Ying's shoulder, his heavy and hot breaths spraying against Wang Ying's ear.
Wang Ying's breath hitched, and she felt her heart leap into her throat.
"Brother, hurry up..." The hoarse voice made half of his body go weak. Wang Ying, having nothing to lose, turned around and hugged him.
The kiss seemed to happen naturally.
Their burning lips met, and Wang Ying slightly opened her mouth to take his lower lip in, while Chen Qingyan instinctively stuck out his tongue to lick his upper lip.
Their lips and tongues parted briefly, then pressed together even more tightly, the sound of sticky saliva filling the air.
(River crab)
The next morning, Chen Qingyan opened his eyes and felt as if he had been beaten up, with his bones aching all over.
The person next to me had already gotten up and changed their clothes; only the musky scent filling the room indicated how long the two of them had been fooling around last night.
Chen Qingyan touched his lips and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.
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