"But what if I touch your wound—" Sang Wan still wasn’t reassured.
"No worries!" Shi Fengju laughed: "The bed is so big, and we are not three-year-olds."
Sang Wan was amused by his words and could only laugh in response. She instructed Liu Ya to sleep across the center hall behind the partition, let down the floor-length brocade curtain, leaving only a corner where a small lamp covered with a gauze shade was placed, pulled down the mosquito netting, and got into the bed, sliding into the inside of the brocade quilt.
As soon as she lay down, she felt Shi Fengju’s arm stretch over, along with the quilt, embracing her, "Miss Wan, shall we chat a bit?"
"Let’s talk about it tomorrow!" Sang Wan murmured with lightly closed eyes. After anxiously traveling for so many days and finally settling down, as soon as she lay down, sleep deeply invaded Sang Wan, how could she bother to move?
Shi Fengju wouldn’t take no for an answer. He simply lifted her quilt, spread his own, wrapped her in it, and holding her, he murmured by her ear, "Miss Wan, we haven’t seen each other for over two months, don’t you miss ?" He then leaned over her.
"Your wound—" Sang Wan exclaid in alarm.
"I don’t care!"
"But—"
Seeing that she was still distracted at this ti, Shi Fengju couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed and simply sealed her lips.
Shi Fengju was finally satisfied.
After a while, when Sang Wan inadvertently noticed a slight seepage of fresh red color from the gauze on his arm, she was so scared that she imdiately sat up, anxiously saying, "Your arm is bleeding!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly grabbed the robe to put on and was about to get off the bed.
"Miss Wan, it’s okay, it will be fine soon, don’t worry." Shi Fengju hurriedly held her back.
"How can that be alright! And your leg too, I don’t know if the wound has reopened. I won’t be reassured until I see it clearly and change the dressing!" Sang Wan insisted on getting off the bed, lit the lamp brighter, and sure enough, there were faint bloodstains seeping out on his leg too.
Sang Wan’s expression suddenly darkened, she hung up the mosquito netting, took the gauze and ointnt, and as she helped him peel, wipe, and dicate, she complained, "Look, the wound has indeed reopened. I told you not to, but you just wouldn’t listen..."
Shi Fengju also felt a bit embarrassed, he turned his face away and obediently let her fuss over him without making a sound. He knew he had been reckless earlier, behaving as if he preferred montary pleasure over his life. His self-control was usually not poor, and she didn’t deliberately seduce or provoke him, but the mont he saw her, he couldn’t care about anything else.
Shi Fengju secretly felt relieved; fortunately, the wound had only reopened slightly, and it would be fine once she redressed and dicated it. If it had caused a midnight ergency needing a doctor, not to ntion her thin skin, even he would have felt embarrassed.
He didn’t know that Sang Wan was thinking exactly the sa thing at that mont.
"All done, lie down and sleep now! Does it still hurt?" After finishing, Sang Wan put away the items and said softly.
"No, it doesn’t hurt anymore. You should sleep too!" Seeing her becoming amiable again, Shi Fengju felt an inexplicable relief, squeezed her hand, and with her help, he lay down and covered himself with the quilt.
Sang Wan placed the gauze and ointnt properly, and also climbed onto the bed, lying gently on his inside.
Seeing that she wasn’t talking to him, not even greeting him, Shi Fengju felt she was still angry, so he reached out and gently pushed her, "Miss Wan, Miss Wan!"
Sang Wan sighed inwardly, opened her eyes, and turned her head towards him, "What is it?"
"Nothing, just wanted to call you! Miss Wan, do you despise ?" Shi Fengju said with a smile.
Despise? Sang Wan was stunned. How could she despise him? Besides, on what grounds would she despise him!
"What nonsense are you talking about! Go to sleep!" Sang Wan was a bit amused; perhaps because of his injury, has this man beco sowhat strange.
"Really? Then, can you co over to my side under the brocade quilt? Miss Wan, I want to hold you while we sleep!" Shi Fengju took the opportunity to get closer. She was right there, he must be foolish not to hold her!
In the dark night, his eyes were as bright as stars, filled with deep affection and love.
How could Sang Wan refuse him? She smiled slightly, moved closer towards him, and he imdiately lifted the brocade quilt to welco her in, wrapping her tightly in his arms, "Miss Wan, I’ll listen to you, I won’t ss around next ti."
Thinking about next ti? Sang Wan thought she would’ve said it herself, yet she smiled, nodded, and subconsciously snuggled deeper into his embrace, finding a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Shi Fengju, lying in bed all day to heal his wounds, couldn’t sleep at all, listening to her steady, long breaths, clearly sleeping sweetly, obviously she was exhausted from the journey. Traveling such a distance, she arrived so quickly, and with the anxious and frightened state she was in, it really was tough on her!
He gently kissed her forehead, gazing at her delicate sleeping face, motionless, not wishing to disturb her.
Gradually, the wound on his leg started to feel increasingly hot and itchy, probably due to the strenuous activity that had truly injured him; now he felt his leg’s blood vessels pulsing rapidly, throb after throb, accompanying the pulsing with an unbearable pain and swelling sensation as if maggots were burrowing in his bones.
It was only then did Shi Fengju realize what was called suffering the consequences of one’s actions and knew that, even if given another chance, he would still choose her, there’s really nothing to regret. He could only close his eyes, grit his teeth, and endure it, hoping desperately to fall asleep and no longer feel the pain.
He didn’t know when he fell asleep, but when he woke up, the day was already bright, sunlight stread through the window, casting bright rings of light on the floor in front of the bed, even visible through the light sheer curtain.
"You’re awake?" The woman in his arms chuckled.
Shi Fengju lowered his head towards her and showed a smile, rubbing his forehead and said, "Weren’t you tired these past few days? How co you woke up so early?"
Sang Wan laughed with a "giggle", pulled out a walnut-sized Western pocket watch from under the pillow and handed it to him, "Look at the ti yourself, it’s still early! I didn’t dare to move to avoid awakening you, but now you’re finally awake!" Sang Wan said, sowhat puzzled, "Why are you so sleepy when you’ve been resting in bed every day?"
Shi Fengju dared not ntion that his leg had hurt for most of the night and that he only managed to doze off when dawn was breaking, he glanced at the Western pocket watch she handed over and said with a smile: "It’s almost noon, are you hungry? Let’s get up!"
"I’m actually not hungry, but I can’t sleep any more, my back would get sore if I do!" Sang Wan said smilingly as she sat up, but saw his eyes wandering around her waist, she shot him a glare and quickly wrapped herself with the brocade quilt, put on her inner wear, got out of bed, tidied herself up, and then took a clean inner wear to dress him.
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