Not to mention... I like him.
Duan Xingzhi felt a sharp pain coming from his wound.
I feel like I've been blocked out, so why does it still hurt so much?
The pain was so intense that he thought... he should just sink into the water.
Shen Zhiyi paused in applying the medicine.
She put down the wound medicine, turned his face towards her, bent down, and looked at him steadily, saying, "Duan Xingzhi, I don't want to be the empress."
"I only want to be your wife."
Duan Xingzhi was stunned for a moment. "What...did you say?"
His thin, pale lips twitched.
His gaze was fixed on her, and he saw the pool of tears in her peach blossom eyes, which seemed like the best antidote, redeeming his soul.
He couldn't believe it; he held his breath.
Shen Zhiyi repeated it again.
"I said, I only want to be your wife and be with you forever."
"I don't want to enter the Eastern Palace, nor do I want to sit on the Empress's throne. I just want to follow you and wander the world, anywhere is fine with me."
Do you want me?
Duan Xingzhi's eyes reddened, and he reached out to hug her tightly.
"I want you, of course I want you." His face was pressed against her lower abdomen, feeling the continuous heat emanating from her body, rising all the way to his eyes.
Duan Xingzhi closed his eyes and tightened his arms. "Ayi, I'm sorry."
"I hurt myself."
"It will hurt a lot."
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he turned his head away so she wouldn't see them.
Shen Zhiyi hugged his head, her fingertips stroking his wet hair, and smiled, "I'm not afraid."
"You promised me you'd come back alive, and you did."
"Ah Zhi, you did a great job."
Duan Xingzhi had half his body submerged in the water, yet he felt as if he were being drowned by her tenderness.
He released her, his eyes dark as he stared at the damp stains on her fabric.
I got your clothes dirty.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
He slowly raised his head and met her misty eyes.
Shen Zhiyi's gaze seemed to be drawn to him, and she involuntarily bent down, letting him press down on the back of her neck and kiss his lips.
Splash—
He pulled her into the water and kissed her deeply.
Because their senses were numb, they became increasingly aroused, desperately seeking each other's lips.
It wasn't until blood and a metallic taste filled their mouths that Shen Zhiyi vaguely realized that she seemed to have bitten his lips.
She was a little embarrassed.
She tried to loosen the distance a little, but Duan Xingzhi pulled her back into his arms, holding the back of her neck and taking her sweet scent.
Shen Zhiyi's long hair floated in the water.
He carefully removed the tangled fabric pieces and threw them onto the ground.
Shen Zhiyi felt her whole body heat up.
Her fingertips darted helplessly through the water, only managing to touch a tiny bit of skin on his chest, as if afraid of touching his wound.
Before she knew it, he had pressed her against the edge of the bathtub.
Duan Xingzhi took her hand and lowered her into the water.
“Here.” His voice was hoarse as it brushed against her eardrum.
The heat on his body was astonishing.
Shen Zhiyi's fingertips trembled slightly as she gently touched him, "Does it hurt?"
She dared not exert any force.
Everywhere she looked, there were wounds of all sizes, crisscrossing each other.
Shen Zhiyi thought of how she looked when she first found him.
When I saw his injuries, I felt only excitement, not heartache.
But now, even though empathy is blocked, she seems to be able to feel what he feels and what he feels.
"Ayi." Duan Xingzhi didn't answer her question. Instead, he enveloped her with his deep, dark gaze and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you want me to feel better?"
He covered her hand with his, increasing the pressure.
"You know how to please me."
Duan Xingzhi lowered his head, his nose brushing against hers, his deep eyes blazing with intense passion.
"Help."
"Please."
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