He actually suspected that her foot injury was an act? Wei Shuwan felt aggrieved.
Li Qingchen glanced down and saw through her socks that Wei Shuwan's feet were indeed somewhat swollen. He had almost thought that even this was just a means to facilitate Sun Xingjian and Pan Wenjun's relationship.
It seems he was heartless before, ignoring her and leaving her pitifully following behind him.
With a hint of remorse, Li Qingchen picked up Wei Shuwan without a word and strode towards the daybed next to the tent.
Wei Shuwan was startled by his action. Her legs twitched restlessly in mid-air, accompanied by a voice of resistance: "What are you doing? Put me down!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, Li Qingchen had already thrown her onto the couch.
As soon as Wei Shuwan's buttocks touched the bed, she hurriedly shrank back to the side, her face filled with panic: "Li Qingchen, what... what do you want to do?"
Li Qingchen's eyes trembled slightly. He had originally carried her over only because he was concerned about her injury and didn't want to see her limping and possibly falling head over heels at any moment. But now that she was calling him by his full name, a wicked sense of amusement inexplicably arose in his heart, and he didn't want to explain to her that things were so simple.
He rested one knee on the couch, kneeling on one knee, and leaned forward: "What do you think?"
His voice was very different from usual, carrying an inexplicable ambiguity. Wei Shuwan's heart trembled, and she shrank back as much as possible.
Li Qingchen had never enjoyed teasing young women, but at this moment he found it somewhat amusing. He reached out and pinched a strand of Wei Shuwan's hair at her temple, slowly twirling it around his fingertips. A tender smile curved his thin lips.
"Why do you resist my approach? It won't be long before you become my Crown Princess."
"But, at least not yet."
"What difference does it make? Sooner or later, it's all the same."
“How can that be the same?” Wei Shuwan felt that Li Qingchen was being unreasonable and suddenly became angry, retorting, “Everyone will eventually go to the grave, so shouldn’t we still be eating and drinking as usual? We can’t compromise in advance just because things will happen sooner or later!”
Li Qingchen was truly speechless at her words and felt somewhat disappointed, so he stopped teasing her. He withdrew his leg and went to the medicine box to find medicine for her.
"Alright, stop overthinking it. Even if I had that intention, I wouldn't lay a hand on a cripple." He said without turning his head as he rummaged through the medicine box.
Wei Shuwan was furious that he called her a useless person, but thinking of his previous domineering manner, she didn't want to provoke him any further, so she had to suppress her anger, pursed her lips, and watched his back.
Li Qingchen then turned around and suddenly asked, "Why do you want to matchmake your uncle and Madam Pan?"
"Where is it!" Wei Shuwan denied it to the death, but she could immediately see the disbelief in Li Qingchen's eyes.
"No, then why did you lie and say you were going to get your medicine to send me away? If you didn't want them to be alone, what were you trying to do?"
After reflecting on her earlier strange behavior, which she found difficult to explain, Wei Shuwan could only brazenly say, "I didn't do it so they could be alone, I... I did it so we could be alone..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head, her face flushed with embarrassment, and forced herself to continue explaining, "I just felt that since we're engaged, we should get to know each other better, otherwise wouldn't it be like a blind marriage?"
These words elicited a soft chuckle from Li Qingchen, seemingly tinged with mockery: "You still think you know very little about me? But I married you precisely because you know far too much."
Knowing what he meant, Wei Yashu corrected him: "I only know about your career, but what I want to know is about your character."
“What does it matter if you have good character or bad character? Do you think you can make another choice?” Li Qingchen said in a deep voice.
This time, Wei Shuwan was truly speechless. How could she have the right to choose? From the moment she asked him for a favor and accepted the pardon from the Prince of Qiaochuan's mansion, her future was in his hands.
Wei Shuwan turned her head to the side with a sense of helplessness, feeling inexplicably downcast. Then she suddenly felt a shadow loom over her. When she turned back, Li Qingchen was already standing silently in front of her.
Li Qingchen held a flat porcelain bottle with a white background and square vermilion characters in her hand. When she turned around, he was lifting the lid and pretending to touch her feet, which were curled up on the daybed.
Wei Shuwan hurriedly pulled her feet back and reached out her hand to ask for help: "I can do it myself."
Li Qingchen generously handed her the porcelain bottle. She took it and looked at it, discovering that it contained small, snowball-like things, pure white, each about the size of a soybean, and covered with a layer of ice crystals. She tried to pour it out, but could only manage to pour out one.
Wei Shuwan suddenly didn't know how to use this thing, so she looked up at Li Qingchen, thinking he would teach her. But after waiting for a long time, all she got was a sentence:
"Can't you do it yourself?"
"Then at least tell me how to use it, right?"
Li Qingchen was not stingy and told him frankly: "Circulate your internal energy in your palm and warm it little by little, and the wound will naturally absorb it."
"You need internal energy too?" Wei Shuwan asked incredulously. Before Li Qingchen could answer, she continued, "Don't you have any medicine here that a normal person can use, something that can be applied topically?"
Li Qingchen sighed helplessly, scrutinizing Wei Shuwan with an 'ungrateful' look: "Falling off a horse is no small matter; some people have been crippled for life because of it. That's why I'm willing to give you this invaluable Snow Jade Pill. Do you know that because Tianjing Mountain hasn't had snow for five years, without this medicinal ingredient, even Lu Beixing wouldn't be able to refine this Snow Jade Pill?"
Wei Shuwan pursed her lips, thinking that she had been cured of poisoning by Doctor Lu last time, and the medicine he made must be a miraculous cure. She realized that her previous words of disdain were truly ungrateful.
So he apologized and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness. However, my maid Ziqiao is also somewhat skilled in internal energy cultivation. I will ask her to apply the medicine for me, so there is no need to trouble Your Highness."
"Very well, since you already have a master by your side, I don't need to go to any trouble. Just tell her to be careful not to slack off or get distracted when circulating her internal energy, lest the ice/poison invade her body from her palm."
Wei Shuwan's eyes widened in surprise: "It can even have a backlash?"
Li Qingchen nodded solemnly.
After examining the small object a few more times, Wei Shuwan finally steeled herself and returned it to Li Qingchen: "Thank you for your kindness, Young Prince, but I still don't want it."
Li Qingchen took the small snowball with his left hand, and almost simultaneously, he grabbed Wei Shuwan's foot with his right hand, catching Wei Shuwan completely off guard!
"As you just said, now that we are engaged, we should get to know each other better. If I were to abandon you today and let you become a real useless person, my character would not stand the test."
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