"My arm hurts." An Ning raised her head, her little face frowning.
Sikong Wuyou hurriedly supported her, scolding, "Your arm is injured, and you jump out of bed so energetically. Aren’t you afraid of falling?"
"Wasn’t it you who said I am the only one, I got too excited!" Although An Ning was shy, she spoke boldly.
Sikong Wuyou playfully tapped her nose and simply picked her up and put her back on the bed.
He reached out his hand, about to undo her clothes.
"You... you... what are you doing?" An Ning nervously clutched her clothes tightly with her uninjured hand, looking at Sikong Wuyou defensively, while her face instantly flushed red.
Even if they’re agreed to be together, they are at most dating now, how could they...
How could they just take off clothes like that!
Besides, her ntal age might be mature, but this body is still young.
Certain things are inappropriate.
Sikong Wuyou looked at her, "Isn’t your arm hurting? I’m helping you to check the wound."
"Ah?" An Ning awkwardly smiled and said, "Oh, then... you can just pull up the sleeve, you don’t have to take off my clothes!"
"You have to take off the outer garnt, otherwise it would be inconvenient."
While Sikong Wuyou was speaking, his hands continued to work.
Once An Ning’s outer garnt was off, Sikong Wuyou then unwrapped her already bandaged wound, took out a potion from his chest, and treated it again.
Once the dicine was applied, An Ning imdiately felt a cool sensation at the wound, which made her feel extrely comfortable.
Following that, Sikong Wuyou rebandaged the wound.
"This is a dicine made by one of my uncles, it’s much better than ordinary dicine, in a few days, the wound on your arm should heal." Sikong Wuyou said.
"Thank you." An Ning said.
"Ningning, do you want to go to the capital city?" After finishing the last step, Sikong Wuyou casually asked.
Only then did An Ning finally rember Sikong Wuyou’s identity.
The gap between them wasn’t just the agreent that n can have multiple wives, but also the disparity between a commoner and the War Prince Residence.
"Then... do you wish for to go to the capital city?" Even though it was a question and no one was forcing her, her voice sounded obviously very downhearted.
She didn’t know, if Sikong Wuyou wished for her to go to the capital city, hoping she could interact with him as the Pri Minister’s daughter, what she would do, whether she could accept it.
Between them, there were always insurmountable obstacles, not easy to overco!
However, just as An Ning was feeling down, she heard the gentle voice of Sikong Wuyou like a breeze, "If you go, I’ll accompany you. If you don’t, we can just stay in Long’an County. I’m the County Magistrate of Long’an County. Whatever you wish to do, I’ll protect you."
In his heart, Sikong Wuyou hoped she would choose to stay.
If he liked the bustling capital city, he wouldn’t have disregarded the Emperor, Empress, and Crown Prince’s attempts to keep him from coming to this small Long’an County.
He didn’t want wealth and glory, but simplicity and peace.
Of course, since he chose An Ning, he would also respect her wishes.
If she wanted to go to the capital city, naturally he wouldn’t obstruct her much.
"I want to stay in Taohua Village. I don’t know any Pri Minister, nor do I want to go to that unfamiliar place. I want to keep raising chickens and pigs; I want to do what I want to do..."
An Ning poured out all her thoughts in one breath.
She didn’t know, even if Sikong Wuyou could accept her not acknowledging An Bingfeng, whether he could accept her desire to do farming.
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